The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

*Author's note: This chapter reaches a milestone landmark. The Society boys will surpass two million words as a story, so if you've ready this far, congratulations you're not illegitimate...uh, illiterate. (Sorry, Blake is rubbing off on me). I remember as a kids being asked to do a couple hundred word book report and I'd wonder what you could write that would use so many words. Apparently I found it. Stories about sex. Why the hell don't they teach that in school? Something useful instead of climbing ropes. I watch porn way more than I climb ropes. But on the other hand I use rope during sex more than I watch porn...so that's something. On with the story and the two millionth word will be highlighted!

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Chapter 151

I opened my eyes and looked across at the clock on my night table. Shit, I was late again. I looked over at Alex who was also sleeping. "Dude, wake up. We overslept. I told you we shouldn't have stayed up all night playing Minecraft." He opened his eyes and looked at me.

"Fuck I hate mornings, but we've got time," he said as he sat up. "Thanks for letting me stay over last night."

"Shut up! You sound like a chick. You stay over all the time. Let's go man. I have a math test first period and if I flunk this one I'm toast." I got out of bed and headed naked to the bathroom to take my morning piss. Still hate it when I wake up with a boner, especially when I'm sleeping with Alex. It's a little embarrassing, even though he's the same way as well...not that I look on purpose. Jason was in the shower as I could see him through the steamed up glass doors. I took my piss and flushed just `cause I know it would change the water temperature in the shower.

"Asshole," he yelled as he jumped back from the water.

"Well stop whacking off and get out of there. We have to get ready too ya know." Twin brothers are such a pain in the ass. He beats off more than I do. Such a pervert.

Alex joined the two of us in the bathroom and took his piss as I brushed my teeth. The three of us were like real brothers anyway and didn't mind sharing a bathroom. Hell, Alex was over at our house so much he even had a toothbrush here. We brushed our teeth together while we waited for Jason to get out of the shower. When he finally did, Alex and I jumped in together to save time. "Jason, did you finish the English homework?" I asked.

"Yeah, why? Let me guess you didn't?" He said from the other side of the glass doors.

"Not quite. I may have to switch with you for Math and English. You do my English class and I'll take your math test."

"Sure. Meet in the boy's room after the period so we can switch clothes," he said as he left the bathroom.

"God, I want a twin," Alex laughed as he washed my back. "You guys have it so easy." I swatted his hand away when he tried to wash my ass. We joked around like that all the time. I remember waking up on Canada Day with a flag on a little pole sticking out of my ass, and I still have the picture to prove it. We finished quickly, grabbed a bowl of cereal in the kitchen and the three of us jumped on our bikes and raced for school just in time for the first bell. I shook my head as I saw Blake and Cory next to my locker. They were the two openly gay guys in school and they were always together like Siamese twins. Blake had this long blond curly shaggy hair and Cory had short brown hair. I didn't really understand gay guys, but the two of them certainly seemed happy together and I have to admit I liked their personalities, even though they somehow made all things seem sexual. They were always friendly and open about everything. Maybe I liked Blake because he had the same color green eyes that I did, which were rare.

"Hey guys!" Blake said as we approached. "Gotta hate test day. You ready for it?"

"Never ready for tests dude. We were up late studying and almost slept in. You ready?"

"Nah, Cory and me were also up late last night boning up on things...if you know what I mean," he said grinning and grabbing Cory's ass. See what I mean...sexual. "Hey, we're doing a fund raiser tonight to save the animals in Africa from big game hunters. You should drop by my place after school. It's a $10 or $20 donation."

"10 or 20? Like a sponsorship thing?" Alex asked.

"No, like $10 we'll give you a blowjob and $20 you can fuck one of us," Blake said bluntly. "Can't think of a faster way to make big money for big game. Tons of horny guys in this school and here's your chance to help a worthy cause and blow a load...of cash." The two of them locked their locker and headed off.

"Do you think they're serious?" I asked.

"It's Blake. What do you think? I'm guessing he'll raise more money tonight than those telethons," Jason replied with a laugh. "I'll give him 10 bucks for a blowjob. Would love to hear if the rumours are true."

"Rumours?" I asked. I hadn't heard any rumours, but then I didn't really go looking for them.

"That he gives better head than anyone on the planet. He can make a guy cum in under a minute, and he's a better lay than any chick in here. They say that he and Cory have been fucking since they were twelve."

"Bullshit. Twelve year olds don't have sex. Hell, I haven't even had sex and I'm 16," I said realizing that I may have said that just a little louder than I would have liked.

"Not my fault you're too ugly to get a chick," Jason said as he slammed his locker shut.

"We're identical," I reminded him.

"Yeah, but I have a personality and a huge dick and I know how to use both. See you after first period," he grinned as he took off to class.

"I know how to use my dick," I said trying to recover from the burn.

"I'm not sure whacking off counts. Don't worry dude, the closest I've come to sex is when we whacked off together," Alex replied.

"Shut up! We never whacked off together. You're such a fag," I said staring at him as he tried to embarrass me, but from the look on his face, he wasn't kidding. "Oh shit! Did you and Jason whack off together?"

"NO! You and I did. Two weeks ago after school. We watched porn on your computer and then beat off. Don't try and play the twin thing on me dude. I know the difference."

"Obviously you don't. I never watched porn with you. That had to be Jason. Dude! You beat off with my brother. Shit, I should so tweet that. Epic fail dude!"

He looked at me to see if I were kidding or not, but I wasn't as I've never beat off in front of anyone. I've been naked around Jason and Alex a lot, and I've seen both of them with erections, that's just part of being a guy, but I've only ever done it in private. "Are you serious? That wasn't you? Uhhh, forget I said anything. How many times have told you that you need to do something to look different from each other. Name tags, different hair, a tattoo, pierce something. Fuck! Sorry, I gotta go." He took off and I chuckled to myself as I closed my locker. That was seriously the funniest thing I'd ever heard. I can imagine that one day that'll happen when Jason and I have girlfriends. I'm sure they'll mix us up too. Can't wait for that, although Jason would probably kill me if I ended up having sex with his girlfriend in his bed, once he gets one. We'd talked about it before and agreed it would never happen, but hey, you never know. I'll bet we never thought that the whacking off thing would come up either. No pun intended. Wonder if he was pretending to be me or if he thought Alex knew it was him. I headed to class and did my test then met Jason in the boys room so we could change.

"Dude, did you whack off with Alex a couple of weeks ago?" I asked bluntly as we changed clothes.

"He told you huh?" Yeah, I think he thought I was you. He told me a bunch of personal shit, we watched porn and pounded one out. I thought you guys did that all the time from the way he acted."

"No, we don't do that all the time. Jesus, I'm not a fag dude."

"Well your best friend is, and since he opened up to me thinking I was you, you might want to talk to him. Hell, if you do it soon, you might not even have to pay 10 bucks at Blake's tonight. Trust me on that."

"Shut up douche. Alex is not gay. I've been friends with him since he was 12. I think I'd know."

"Talk to him dude, before he thinks I'm you again. I love blowjobs like any guy, but not if you're gonna be weird about it. See you back here after next class." We left the bathroom as each other and I went back to math class to do the test again, and he headed for my English class. I almost couldn't concentrate thinking about what Jason had told me. On one hand I was pissed that Alex had told Jason and not me, even though he thought he was me, and I still wasn't convinced he was telling me the truth. I was also having a little trouble processing the fact that Alex might be gay and had done something with my brother. I didn't know if I was jealous or freaked out. Having Blake do it was one thing, since we all knew he was gay and I didn't really have a friendship with him, but Alex? That would change everything between us if Jason wasn't bullshitting. Would we still be able to sleep in the same bed? Would he be always trying to have sex with me? I mean he hadn't until now, but maybe he only figured out he was gay a couple weeks ago, or it could just be a phase. You know, guys being curious and stuff. I sometimes check out other guys in the change room. Maybe vanity does that so I know if I'm normal size or whatever. Jason and I changed again after the period was over but didn't talk about anything. At noon I met Alex for lunch and almost couldn't look at him

"You're acting strange dude. Are you freaked out about earlier? I'm sorry. I really thought it was you I was hanging out with when we did that. Jason told you what we did, didn't he?" Alex asked bluntly.

I looked down. "Yeah, kinda. He said that if I talked to you, we probably wouldn't need to go over to Blake's place after school and I could save 10 bucks."

"Rude," Alex said casually. "What else did he tell you?"

"That you're gay? Are you?"

"If I were, would you be okay with it?"

"Sure, I guess, but you're not right? I've known you since we were 12. Maybe it's just hormones and you're horny."

"Nah. I'm gay. I've kinda known since I was 14 but wasn't sure until I did stuff with a guy. Then I knew. I told you, well I thought it was you, because you're my best friend and since you're always nice to Blake and Cory, I figured you'd be cool. I had no idea it was Jason, and even more surprised when he lay back and let me blow him. It was like a fantasy come true."

"Wait, you blew him? I thought you just whacked off together. And you fantasize about blowing me?" I said staring at him and looking all over his face to see if I was being punk'd or something. All I could see was his lips around Jason's cock, which was weird because we were identical so it was like seeing him with his lips around my cock.

"NO, I don't fantasize about you! You know what I mean. It just kinda happened and I thought it was you. I meant giving a blowjob to someone I like was a fantasy."

"So who else did you have sex with? What sort of things have you done? Does that mean I'm the only virgin left?"

"I'm not sure I should be saying, I know we said we'd always tell each other when we had sex and stuff, but I figured this was different. You really want to know details?"

"No probably not...well kinda. Like what stuff did you do and where did you meet a gay guy? The only ones we know are Blake and Cory." He lowered his head and took a bite of his sandwich. "Oh my GOD! Which one did you do?"

"Boff," he said with his mouth full.

"Shut up! You had a three-way with them?" I little louder than I had planned for. Alex looked around nervously.

"Shhhh. Can we just keep this between us? I'm not ready to come out to everyone yet. I was going to wait until we finished school. I only planned on telling you. Guess twins do share everything."

"I suppose I should be thankful I'm not a triplet or you'd have done him too," I said sarcastically.

"So are we going to over to see Blake and Cory after school?"

"Are you serious?"

"Why not? I've already experienced it. Jason's already had a blowjob, so that only leaves you. Might as well help the animals in Africa and have some fun. If you don't like it, you can justify doing it, but if you do like it, we can talk afterward."

"I dunno. That might be beyond my comfort level. Jason says Blake can make any guy cum in under a minute. I doubt that a guy could make me cum that fast. Hell it takes me at least three minutes to do it by myself."

"Trust me, having someone else do it to you makes it feel a hundred times better."

"I'm not sure I would even get hard. I'd be too freaked out."

"Well at least come with me. No pun intended," he said almost begging.

"I'll think about it."

"Are you sure you're okay with all this?" Alex asked as his eyes darted all over my face.

"Yeah. It's a lot to take in, but we can talk after school. Get it all out in the open," I said without thinking.

"Nice. Blake will like that for sure," he grinned as we stood up to dump our garbage.

"Not that, shithead. God, are you gonna be one of those weird fags now?"

"No, just a regular cocksucking fag," he said as we headed back to our locker. "Are we still going camping this weekend? I intend to conquer the falls this time."

"Yeah, but we'll never get up the falls. How many times have we tried?"

"This time we will. I'm going up naked. More streamlined and nothing for the water to drag on."

"Like I wanna see your hairy crack above me in the water. Nice try fag," I stopped and panicked. "Oh shit! I didn't mean anything by that. It's just what we've always said. Sorry."

Alex just smiled "Relax dude, nothing changes, but the usual rule is that if you aren't one, you can't call someone else one. Like black guys call each other `my nigger', gay guys can call each other fags, but if someone else does it, it's an insult. But between you and me, I don't take it that way. Just don't call Blake and Cory that."

"God, I'd never do that. I know better. But up until today you were straight so it didn't matter."

"Well technically I was gay, you just thought I was straight."

"You know what I mean. God, this is already getting complicated." My next class was even weirder as I had social studies, and Blake was in my class. All I could see when I looked at him now was the fact he'd had sex with my best friend. Then I thought about Jason being sucked by Alex, which led me to think about Jason being sucked by Blake and because I looked like Jason, Jason morphed into me, and I was the one being sucked off by Blake. My head was spinning and I almost didn't catch on that we had a substitute teacher. Not to mention for some stupid reason I now had a raging boner. All this thinking about blowjobs and sex, even if it was with guys, seemed to be getting my dick excited. At least part of me was having fun with this crazy day.

"I'm Mr. Worthington," he said as he wrote his name on the board.

"Worthington? Isn't that your last name?" I asked leaning over to whisper to Blake.

"Yeah. He's my Dad." Dad? He barely looked old enough to be a teacher.

"That's gotta suck, having a Dad for a teacher," I smiled.

"No shit dude. No shit."

"Is that gonna affect your fund raiser tonight?" I asked out of nowhere as if someone else were controlling my brain.

"Nah. My Dad's cool with me being gay. He doesn't care what I do. He'll probably be the one taking the money at the door." I looked stunned and opened my mouth to say something, but he laughed and stopped me. "God, I'm just kidding dude. How weird would that be?"

No weirder than him having a fund raiser by using horny boys for sex. Shit, my Dad would kill me if I were gay, and then he'd kill Jason because he looked like me and reminded him that I was gay. No way my parents would be that cool. I barely got through the class thinking about the day's events. My last class of the day was Chemistry and it was the only one I shared with Jason. Cory was also in it. I couldn't stop looking at him. He wasn't as cute as Blake, but he was still pretty hot. What am I saying? Sure Blake was a good looking guy, but guys aren't cute. Jesus, I'm having a brain hemorrhage. Maybe I'm in an alternate universe or something. As soon as the bell rang, I couldn't wait to get out of there and see if some fresh air would help restore the world back to normal. I bolted down the hall to our locker and was surprised to see Alex already there, along with Blake, Cory and Jason. How the fuck did they beat me back? Do they have secret transporter technology now that I don't know about?

"So are you guys coming over?" Blake asked almost before I stopped moving.

"I'm in," Alex said quickly.

"Me too," Jason agreed, surprising me. This day was just one line of crazy after another.

"Come on Justin, you'll have fun," Alex said trying to convince me. "You're not homophobic or anything are you?

"Nope. Just not sure it's my thing, but I'll go as your wing man," I said to prove that this wasn't going to change our friendship. I nervously went outside with the guys and we jumped on our bikes and headed for Blake's which was conveniently just seconds from the school. We dumped them in his backyard and went up the stairs to his room where he had two large beds. I felt like I'd seen this room before. Kind of like I'd expected him to have a place like this.

"When are other guys going to show up for your fund raiser?" I asked trying to make small talk.

"Later. Usually lots of guys participate. Especially if they've been over before, Last year the entire diving team showed up. I was so tired by the time I was done, I almost couldn't walk the next day. Some of those guys have huge cocks. Makes you wonder how they stuff them in those tiny Speedos. Not that I'm complaining," he replied. I wondered how many straight guys would actually be willing to do this. Doesn't seem like a straight thing at all. I can't imagine having sex with tons and tons of guys. Hell I can't even imagine sex with one guy, but here I was watching as Blake took off his shirt and pants, leaving him in just colorful boxer briefs. "Sorry I usually change when I get home from school. Plus it gets pretty warm in here. Who wants to go first?"

I looked at Alex who looked at me and then smiled at Jason, who looked at me. I KNEW they were all full of shit. They were all just winding me up, and as soon as I whipped my dick out they'd take pictures, post them online and I'd be the laughing stock of the whole school. I'm just not that stupid.

"I will," said Alex as he took off his shirt, pants and underwear and stood in front of the gay guy in nothing but his birthday suit and a raging boner. I had seen Alex naked a lot, but it felt like this was the first time. He had barely removed his clothes before Jason stripped as well. This was getting way too real for me. So much for them being full of shit. Both guys handed over $10 to the guys who dropped to their knees and before I even knew what was going on, there were two dicks being sucked in front of me. I knew I shouldn't look, but it was too compelling not too. Then I looked around Blake's room feeling kinda weird about standing there with this going on. I always figured sex should be in a bed with the lights out. The girl is on the bottom and the guy on top moving his ass up and down until he cums and then leaves. I've seen enough movies to know how it's done. But it was so weird seeing guys getting a blowjob in person, especially since it was my brother and best friend. I'd seen their dicks almost as much as I'd seen my own, but watching them getting sucked off was both bizarre and compelling. I almost couldn't stop watching. It's like a car crash. You don't want to look, but you can't help it.

"Damn, Jason's almost got a bigger dick than you Blake," Cory said as he stopped to admire my brother's penis.

"Bullshit. Never seen a guy with a dick as big as mine," he said as he looked over. "How big are you?"

"8½", Jason replied.

"Wow, pretty close. I'm 9," Blake commented.

"I dunno dude, he seems bigger," Cory teased. Blake stood up and yanked his underwear down and stood in front of my brother. He put their dicks together and everyone looked. Shit, Blake had a massive dick. He was slightly longer than Jason and thicker, but what was even more shocking was that he didn't have any pubic hair. If this was him before puberty, I'd hate to see that thing when he actually developed. Everyone was watching the comparison.

"Is yours the same size?" Blake asked me directly, snapping me out of my trance of looking at them.

"Yeah, we're identical. If you've seen one of us, you've seen the other," I said hoping that would get me out of any further weirdness.

"Guess that makes you the smallest dick in the room, Cory," Blake grinned at his boyfriend.

"At least I'm not a big dick like you," he joked. "I'm above average, and probably still growing. I'm 6½," he told us, as if I needed to know.

"Okay, back to the blowjobs. We gotta raise some funds," Blake said as he dropped in front of Jason and swallowed him whole, forcing Cory to move over to Alex. I don't think that's physically possible to get a dick that big in your mouth. Just the distance from your lips to your throat isn't 8 inches, so if he was all the way down on my brother, it meant that his dick was actually down his throat. Now I understood what deep throat actually meant as I was seeing it first hand. I felt my Adam's apple and wondered how Blake was doing that without choking. I went back to looking around the room. It seemed like only seconds before Jason announced he was going to cum, and for some reason I looked over to see what was going to happen. He had his hands intertwined in Blake's curly hair and his whole body shook hard and then it was over. That's it? Seemed like a hell of a buildup for all that. Blake pulled back and squeezed the tip of Jason's cock before licking it and I could see cum on his tongue. That is so gross!! Then Blake moved over to help Cory with Alex, as Jason redressed. I'm thinking you could find a lot of other things to do with ten bucks that would last a hell of a lot longer. Another few seconds and my best friend was unloading into the gay guys. Blake had to keep pushing his shaggy hair out of his face like a sheepdog. Once they finished, Cory and Blake sat on the bed and then everyone looked at me.

"What?" I said wiping my nose in case I had a booger or something.

"Are you gonna strip and get a blowjob?" Alex asked.

"Uhhhh, I don't have ten bucks," I said figuring that would end it.

Alex handed over a ten dollar bill to Blake. "No excuses dude. If you don't like it, at least you'll know that getting head isn't for you. What are you worried about? We've already gone and it's not like we're gonna tell anyone. Like you said, once they've seen Jason naked, they've seen you too, so it's like you've already had the blowjob," he reasoned. "You in?"

I shrugged and Blake knelt in front of me and went for my pants. I almost jumped back but Jason was behind me. I closed my eyes and Blake grabbed my loose jeans firmly by the side and swiftly yanked everything to my knees. He was skilled at that for sure. I probably couldn't get out of my pants that fast by myself. I swore to myself to wear my skinny jeans from now on and not the baggy ones. That's the curse of looking so hot and wearing sexy underwear that showed above my pants. I was so scared I wasn't even hard. When he cupped my penis I definitely flinched as it was the first time anyone had touched my junk except for me. Jason was almost holding me in place. I barely had time to react before it was in his mouth and being sucked on like a lollipop. I think I gasped as he went all the way down to my balls and grabbed hold of them. I couldn't move or he'd rip them off. He sucked, and to my horror, I think it was horror, I felt my cock getting hard. I kept my eyes closed and tried to think of something other than a guy sucking my cock, but all I could imagine was Alex sucking me and not Blake. Damn. I opened them to get rid of that vision, and maybe stare around the room, but I did it just in time to see Alex bend Cory over the bed and slide his cock into him. Now that I've seen that, I just won't be able to unsee it. I began to panic as I realized I was about to cum.

"Uh, dude. Dude, I'm gonna cum! Stop! Oh shit," I said quickly as I lost control of my whole body and fired my load into Blake's mouth. Son of a bitch, I just lost my virginity...I think. He swallowed my sperm and sat back licking his lips and stood up. He was taller than me, probably about 6'1" and had a killer set of abs. I heard that gay guys work out a lot and were focused on things like looks and fashion. I always thought it was a stereotype.

"Fun huh?" He smiled. I stood there frozen, not knowing the right thing to say in a case like this. Blake reached down and told hold of my cock as he poured liquid on it and put our cocks together and began to jerk us off. I started to get hard again and he was staring me in the eyes. God he has nice eyes. It was like looking in the mirror. I glanced away quickly in case he thought it was weird that I was looking at him while he was playing with my dick. It actually felt way better than when I did it to myself, but I sure as hell wasn't going to say that out loud. He quickly turned around and bent over.

"Dude, I'm not doing that," I said realizing what he wanted.

"Relax, it's paid for," Alex said as he slapped my ass. "You liked the blowjob like I said you would. Trust me, this is double the pleasure of that." As he distracted me, Blake held my cock and backed onto it. Before I knew it I was inside him. Shit, I was fucking a dude. I hadn't fucked a chick yet and I was now fucking a dude. If he was taping this, my life was over. I'd have to move to Afghanistan and live in a cave somewhere with those guys who wear dresses and wrap towels around their heads.

"Come on fuck me, Daddy," he said as my dick continued to fuck his tight hairless ass. Daddy? We're the same age. This was just getting beyond creepy. Plus what guy doesn't have at least a little ass hair at our age? He reached back and grabbed my hips as he took control of the fucking. I had no base of reference, but this actually felt amazing. There was no way I was telling Alex that he was right, or he'd be wanting me to do this every night. It was bad enough that my best friend was rubbing my ass as he fucked Cory. I tried not to look at everything but it was impossible not to. Watching my cock going in and out of Blake's smooth hole was so hypnotic and it sent signals to my brain that despite the person, I was actually getting laid. I saw Alex pull out of Cory who ran for the bathroom. When he opened the door, I saw an older guy in the shower. I freaked out a bit thinking it was maybe Blake's Dad. Last thing I'd want to happen is to get caught by Mr. Worthington as I fucked his son.

"Who's that?" I asked almost in a panic.

"No one. It's just Bobby Ewing," Blake replied as he kept going. I have no idea who that is, but my dick didn't like someone else in the room so I began to go limp. Blake noticed as he tried to encourage me. "Come on Justin get up. Get up. You have to get up... DAD!! Come on get up!!!" I opened my eyes to find Blake sitting on me, on top of the covers, looking into my face. I panicked and threw him off fearing that I might have been fucking him. I relaxed when I realized it had all been a dream. I was me and Blake was back to a 12 year old. Holy shit. Where's my therapist for this dream? "Dad, you awake? We have to get up. Were you dreaming that you were a bull in a rodeo or something, you were bucking like bronco?"

"I was in a plane with turbulence," I lied. "We were taking you to a place where you could never wake people up again," I said quickly.

"Ha ha, funny. It was probably a sexy dream huh? You have a morning boner. You have to drive me to school today. Kyle isn't home so it's your turn. You need to masturbate or anything first?"

"No, I don't and I'm not doing it with you in here anyway," I told him. God, not after that dream I'm not. I'm going to start locking the bedroom door and maybe wearing a cock cage to bed. That was a seriously realistic dream. At least I now know what Blake will look like when he's older and that Cory will be his boyfriend. Of course how we ended up in the same school together was kinda strange, and I might be jealous that he's taller than me and has a bigger dick. Blake left the room and I turned to look at Colin who was now away. "Good morning Mr. Worthington. Would my substitute teacher like an apple...or something more personal?"

"Huh?" He said looking at me with a smile.

"Weird dream, don't ask, but I really need to make out with you right now so that I know I'm back to normal."

"Happy to help baby," he said as he kissed me and we took care of the morning erections. This time I was the one getting fucked. By a substitute teacher no less. How bad am I? Just don't tell Blake that his Dad did me.

It was back to class for everyone and after dropping Blake at school, I met my friends for coffee in the food court and we caught up from Christmas break. Everyone seemed to be sporting new clothes or laptops and things like that. I hadn't seen Kyle yet and we were just finishing up our coffees when he ran in and sat beside me looking like he'd just got out of bed.

"Rough night?" I grinned.

"Long sleepless night," he said.

"One guy or a gang bang?" I teased.

"Wouldn't you like to know," he replied as he took what was left of my coffee and downed it. We all headed off to classes and as Nate and I got settled he asked if I wanted to go over and study tonight.

"You should come over to my place," I offered.

"I would, but your place is always so busy and there's so much to do, we'd probably never get any studying done," He reasoned. I agreed with that and when the day was over we headed to his place as we still had our assignment to complete. As soon as the door closed we got naked and plopped down on his couch as normal. I was so used to getting naked inside a house now that I was going to have to remember to keep my clothes on when I went to other people's homes. I could just see going home for a holiday and stripping at the door and walking in on a room full of clothed people around the dinner table. It'd be like the dream of going to school in your underwear only ten times worse.

"So should I be the doctor again and you're the patient as a follow up? Next time we'll switch," Nate said as we pulled out our notes for the assignment.

"So next time you'll be on the bottom and I'll be on top?" I chuckled as we got into our positions. Me on the couch and him in the chair. "But seriously, you want a real thing to deal with? How about if I tell you my dream and you tell me what it meant."

"You know we've only had like a few months of classes. We're hardly ready to analyze dreams," he smiled.

"I know, but I can't really talk to anyone else about it. Plus we have that whole doctor patient confidentiality thing going, right?"

"Not legally we don't," he smiled. "But I suppose it's good practice. Sure, let's go for it. Tell me about your dream."

I told him all the details I could remember as I stared at his ceiling. When I was finished and looked over at him, he said "wow."

"Wow? Is that your professional response doc, or is that hardon your professional response?" I smirked.

"Dude, that's seriously weird. You fucked your son and his friend?"

"When you say it like that, it just sounds creepy, but I didn't ACTUALLY fuck Blake or Cory, just the 16 year old versions of them in my dream."

"So how do you feel about that?" He asked as he put his notepad on his lap to hide his junk, probably to hide his excitement at hearing my sexcapades. Looks who's being creepy now.

"How do you think I feel? Blake had a bigger dick than me, better abs, was taller and sucked like it was an Olympic sport and he was the 10 time gold medal champion. Not to mention the smoothest tightest ass I've ever felt."

"So are you concerned that you had sex with your son in this dream, or that you consider him better looking than you?"

"I don't know. Blake is 12 and acts like he's 16 already. Maybe I'm just freaked out thinking that I might actually give in to his constant requests for sex one day."

"And what could you do to prevent it?" Nate asked sounding serious.

"Sell him on the black market. Lock him in a chastity cage until he's 20. Take that one way trip to Mars they're planning."

"Or..." Nate said looking at me.

"Or...screw my shrink to reduce my sexual frustration," I grinned as I grabbed my junk.

"Or..."

"I don't think you're only supposed to say `or' and keep going until I come up with something you like," I chastised. He just kept looking at me. "Or I could just have lots of sex with Colin and the guys and take cold showers all the time so that I wasn't horny."

"What about if you discussed it with Blake?"

"Sure, I'll get right on that, Doc. Hey son, I have these wicked fantasies of fucking you and you're actually so hot in them that I cum in under a minute, so would you please stop hitting on me, especially in my dreams."

Nate laughed. "Not where I was going. But why not help him with his growing up so that you don't see him as someone sexual, and you just see him as your son. I'm sure if you'd had him since he was a baby, you wouldn't have these thoughts. Or maybe it's because everyone in your house has sex with everyone else, it just seems normal to you. Why not make it abnormal?"

"Like how?"

"Perhaps sex with those in the house becomes forbidden and you only do it with your husband, and strangers or people who don't live there. Make your house a sex free zone and teach Blake how to become a teenager without sex complicating it."

"Will that work?" I asked seriously as I looked over at him.

"I have no idea Justin, but it sounds like you're fantasizing about when your best friend turned into your first boyfriend, and remembering when you got together, as well as maybe substituting learning about sex by using someone who is also looking to learn about sex and is always in your face about it."

"So I'm not gonna wake up some day and find myself balls deep in Blake?"

"I doubt it. I have only known you a very short while, but you seem to have pretty strong ethics about doing someone underage. I doubt you'll cross that line."

My mind immediately went to the night I had sex with Zane. It was wrong but he was so insistent that I just gave in. What if I did that with Blake? I'd lock myself up for life. I looked back at Nate. "Thanks."

"So, you wanna record our second session with your assignment problem?"

I agreed and he turned on the recorder. "So Justin, last time we talked you were going to look into going to the gym to work off some of that excess energy. Did anything become of that?"

"Triton," I said quickly.

"Huh?" he asked.

"Triton Donnelly. That my character's name."

"Is that what the assignment said or are you just making that up?"

"Just making it up so I can get into character."

He laughed. "Okay. Triton. Did you end up going to the gym last week?"

"Sure. I went like you said and hit it hard. Not a bad place. Got some real assholes working out there though. Think they're all hot shit because their arms are bigger than their IQ's. Gotta admit, I'm seeing a lot more toning in my body since I've been. You're right that it makes it way easier to get chicks when you're buff."

"I think that was YOUR interpretation of our session. I suggested that it might be good to get out some aggression to help you calm down when situations arose. Did it make any difference?"

"Sure. Now when someone pisses me off, my muscles are ripped and ready. Guys will think twice now before the act like douchebags around me. Been taking steroids to help speed up the muscle building too. Have this wicked cocktail of caffeine pills, ephedrine and steroids. Totally pumps you up before the session and then I can mellow out with a little blow and some pot right afterward. Met a couple hot fit chicks there too that I've had swinging on the end of my knob. Good advice doc. The chicks smell all that testosterone and get totally wet for the first guy with the balls to make a move."

"Not sure we're heading in the right direction. How's it going with your boss at work? Have things improved there?"

"Not sure, I guess kinda. He's been staying away from me lately. I tried what you said to see if he was a fag or not. I was in the back after work one day and decided to change in the stock room instead of going to the locker room. Pull out my junk and flashed it at him, making sure he could see what I was packing. I even nodded at him when he looked, as he was obviously about to come over and take a swing on it. But he chickened out when I grabbed my balls and stroked the snake a couple times. Probably scared him off with the size of it."

"Again, not exactly my suggestion, but do you think that maybe he wasn't coming to be with you. Could he have been coming over to tell you that you should change in the change room, and then when you waved it at him he left to avoid giving you the wrong idea?"

"Nah. He wants to slurp on my junk dude, you can see it in his face. If I were a fag, I'd just give it to him and get it over with, but it's kinda sick to think of some guys chomping down on my pole, man. How about if I find another queer on the staff and hook them up. He'd leave me alone and maybe even thank me for hooking him up with a little bum buddy. Damn, doc. You have some of the best ideas. You rock man."

"Thanks, but I'm thinking that you might be misreading the situation. If he's not gay and you try to hook him up with someone who is, wouldn't that backfire on you?"

"Oh yeah, no shit. I mean I know the dude's gagging for my pole, hell who wouldn't, but I just don't swing that way ya know. But I see what you mean. If I find some homo for him to hook up with and they don't get along, then I'm gonna have two of them trying to get with me. That would be way worse. What if I just hook them up, take some pics of them going at it and then tell him to back off and leave me alone or I'll post them everywhere? That should fix it."

"So blackmail is your solution?" Nate asked.

"Better than beating the shit out of him for being a douche. At least I wouldn't get fired or arrested. Seems like it's the perfect solution. We done, doc? I could really use some blow. You wanna join me. You're really helping with this whole situation."

"Not sure I am, but we have time to work it all out. Why not try something for me this week, Triton. Try being nice. Don't think of everyone as the enemy. Think of them as a friend. Try reducing or eliminating the drug use to see if that helps."

"That's funny, Doc. Doing drugs is what helps mellow me out man. Plus sex is way hotter when you're high. Shit, those chicks at the gym after they work out have the tightest boobs and pussies than you could imagine. Banging a few of those after I work out is good therapy, plus it's an insane workout all on its own. You lift them up and slide your cock into those wet pussies and bang the shit out of them up against a wall. By the time you're done, it's like you've done another set at the gym. A few more weeks of that, and I probably won't need you. Just fingering a chick while she works out is hot, especially when other guys are watching. They know I'm a double threat."

"Just try that for me. Drop one drug and be nice to one guy that you wouldn't normally be nice to and see what happens."

"Okay, I'll give it a shot. So we doing a line or what?" Nate reached over and turned off the recorder.

"You really get into your role don't you, Justin?" He laughed. "Is that true about chicks having tighter boobs and pussies after they work out?"

"How the fuck would I know," I grinned. "But if you think about it, it makes sense. All the muscles are working and tight, just like ours are when we work out. Why wouldn't that be true for girls?"

"Makes sense to me. Wanna go to the gym?" He chuckled adjusting his rising erection.

"Sure, because you wouldn't draw any attention to yourself with that raging boner," I pointed out. "Maybe you just need some quick in house relief doc. Guess all my chick talk really got you going," I rolled off the couch and crawled over to Nate and got between his legs and pushed them open. His cock sprang up and I took hold of his balls to pull his cock forward. "You interested?" I grinned.

"Doctor/patient confidentiality still in place?" He asked looking at me slightly nervously. "I haven't blown a load in over a week."

"Always confidential," I smiled. "A week? Dude, if I don't rub one out every day, I go crazy." I lowered my mouth over his cock. He slumped back and let me go to work on him. Straight boys are so easy. That should be the title of my first psych book. As I sucked him off I stroked myself and fingered spit into my hole so that I could get extra pleasure out of this. Just as I could feel that he was about to cum, I stopped and let him calm down, which he probably hated, but I knew for a fact would make him hornier. I added more spit to my ass and quickly stood up, turned around and impaled myself on his pole. I heard him gasp and he steadied himself by grabbing my hips. I bounced up and down on his cock hard and fast until he announced he was cumming. I let him fill me up and then got off him. "There you go Doc. I paid for my session," I announced.

"I normally get cash for therapy sessions, just for future reference," he said as he got up to head to the bathroom. I heard the shower start, so I went in to join him and clean up.

"Fun having a gay friend, huh?" I asked.

"Confusing. I'm not supposed to like having sex with a guy, but it's actually not bad. Great way to get off without all the chick drama."

"Tell your friends. My therapist says I'm supposed to do strangers and not those who live with me, so bring your friends around and I'll give them some relief."

"And donate the proceeds to the animals in Africa?" He joked.

"Shut up!" I said as I whacked him on the ass. We spent time having a couple beers and working on our homework before I headed home. Blake ran to greet me and I almost pushed him away. I didn't need him and Cory trying to get me into their den of iniquity again. He told me about the new kids in class that had transferred in and how he tried to make friends with them.

"Good for you. It's always tough being the new kid. I'm proud of you."

"His name is Houston and he's 13. He might join my diving team and guess what...he just lives like two blocks from here. So I might go spend the night over there in a couple days."

"How about you get to know him first and then bring him over here so we can meet him before you spend the night?"

"Wanna check him out huh? He's not a psycho or anything. I think he's pretty cool," Blake said clearing up any doubt we might have about that...at least in his own mind. "He thinks Scouts is stupid though, so I might have to drop out of that."

"If you do that because someone else tells you they don't like it then they're probably not the type of friends you want, Blake. You like Scouts and when you decide on your own you want to leave, that's up to you, but don't do it because someone else doesn't like it."

"Yeah, true. I'll let you know. I'll bring him over after school one day so you can meet him and then I'll sleep over, or maybe he could sleep over here. I could introduce him to Colton next door too so he has more friends in the neighborhood."

"Good idea," I smiled. Wonder if the new kid would accept gay guys. Once he meets Colton we'll find out pretty fast. Throughout the week, Jason and Alex were slowly winning the war on mini terror as he was now in the house and wrapped in a towel when he went anywhere. I found out that he'd even given in and gotten in the pool naked, although everyone had to look away as he dropped the towel and got into the water. Apparently when the twins saw their brother join them, they were all excited and the report was that James had actually enjoyed himself, but went back to the towel after swimming. The compromise was that he could wear a towel for now as long as he wore nothing else. If they'd stuck to the total nudity rule with him he might have still been outside. Kurt and Patrick had been over once to work on the cars and true to the rules, they did it naked and even took time to hang out with us in the house and watch a movie. James seemed to be paying attention to each new person that came in and the comments about us being naked had at least stopped, as had the temper tantrums. Strangely, I kinda missed clothes. I liked dressing nice or at least showing off my fancy underwear. Friday night Alex had the pledges back in action. This initiation was taking longer than normal due to the Christmas break, but as they say, anything worthwhile is worth waiting for.

The new pledges had been summoned to meet at the warehouse for 7pm and I went with Alex to participate again. It was just way too much fun to miss and I loved seeing Alex's extreme side coming back again. It reminded me of when we were kids, just with more sex added. There were at least a dozen `Q' members in place in the back room when we got there, most already dressed in their masks and black clothes, or in robes and hoods. We entered the warehouse, surrounded the pledges and one by one removed their shirts. Their range of bodies was pretty dramatic. From the type I like, of slender and smooth, up to the bigger and hairier. Some looked like they could win a wrestling contest against a grizzly and it would be hard to tell which was the bear and which was the hairy pledge.

"Tonight, by the time you go home you will all know each other very well, probably better than anyone else in your life. Even your girlfriends or boyfriends won't know you this well. I'll be blunt gentlemen, if you're shy about your bodies or don't like sex, you won't make it through to the initiation and you should walk out now. Also, if we think you can't keep a secret, you definitely won't make it. As a brotherhood, we look out for each other, and being comfortable with sex is part of it. There are still 18 of you. Hopefully you all make it, but it is our job to weed out those who do not fit with our organization. Remove the rest of their clothes," Alex commanded. One by one the pledges had their pants removed, and to their credit each one had remembered not to wear underwear. Impressive. "Time to get to know each other formally. Starting at my left, step up and face the group to introduce yourself. Name, age, bi or gay, and sexual experience. Then get an erection and show everyone what you have. If you need help to get hard, point to a `Q' member and they'll come over and fuck you." Alex pointed to the big guy who was first. He was easily 6 foot two and 250lbs. He could probably crush me with just one hand and was one of the hairy guys. I couldn't decide if he was fat or muscular but it looked good on him.

"Roland Smith, 19, bi and limited experience but more of a bottom. As he talked he jerked himself off with his left hand and let everyone see his average size erection. As they went down the line, I paid as close attention as I could watching for errors in guys I knew.

"Tripp Saunders, 20, completely gay, big ole bottom, totally experienced, but always practicing." He wasn't wrong about that I thought to myself.

"Darren Marsh, 18, gay, mainly bottom, average experience." I noticed that Darren had a lot more hair on his chest than the last time I'd seen him at the Academy, although he had trimmed it and it looked good. He showed off a nice erection. His best friend, Erik Fletcher was also there and introduced himself as 18, gay mainly a top, also with average experience. He had an erection before he even stepped up to introduce himself.

Then it was the two brothers turn. "Uh, Brandon Chapman, 16, probably bi, not sure about top or bottom yet as I've had limited experience." I couldn't imagine anyone coming from the Academy with just limited experience. Most of the guys there had more sex by breakfast time, than most straight boys do in a month. Of course if they were comparing themselves to someone like Zane and his kilt, they would probably consider it limited.

"Andrew Chapman, 18, bi, total top, enough experience I guess." The one thing I had learned about Andrew from one of the guys at the Academy is that when he was drunk, he liked to seek out his younger brother and fuck him if he hadn't got laid by his date of the evening. I had a plan for him that I would share with Alex. Should cure him of that activity.

"Chance King, 18, gay, versatile, and experienced." I'll say he was experienced. Loved that guy, and the fact he was dripping precum by the time he finished introducing himself wasn't lost on the rest of the pledges, especially when he ran his finger over the string of it and dropped it playfully into his mouth. I think everyone went hard again. I know I did, which is the only bad thing about being naked under my robe.

Others ranged in age from 16 to 24 and were a mix of everything from experienced to inexperienced and even one self-proclaimed virgin. That would be a label he'd probably lose quickly, and I mean within the next hour or so. Another hairy guy was heavy set with a bit of a belly but had a really amazing smile and his voice was really different. Almost like one that you hear in voice overs in movies, like James Earl Jones, or Morgan Freeman. I could listen to him all day. Maybe that could be a challenge for him. Narrate a pledge movie or something. I noted that his name was Wyatt Reynolds and that he was 22 and a bottom. Once the introductions were over. Alex told them they had 5 minutes to pick a leader and have that person step forward. He let them mingle for a bit, then called them all back in line.

"Who did you choose?" He asked.

"Me," said Roland stepping forward. I personally wondered if they chose him because he looked the strongest and most powerful or if they chose him for his ability to lead. I'm going with pure size on this one.

"Good. Step forward and face the pledges. As long as you remain a pledge, you will be their leader and many activities will fall to you to decide who does and does not participate. In the event that you fail a task or if we feel you are being unfair, you as the leader will be punished. If you are dropped as a pledge, your assistant will take over. Pick someone to be your assistant that you feel will help you.

"I pick the southern American guy," he said pointing at Tripp.

"Tripp, step forward. You are the assistant leader of this group."

"Oh yeah, this girl's gonna rock being the first lady," he said shaking his hips. The other guys laughed.

"SILENCE PLEDGES," Alex boomed but I could hear the smile in his voice. "You only talk when spoken to. Roland turn Tripp around and pull his cheeks apart to show everyone his hole." That seemed to take Roland by surprise as he looked at Tripp and then at the group before acting. He turned to his assistant and apologized as he pulled Tripp's ass wide to show the cute hole that I'd been in a few times. Tripp stood there confidently and didn't mind one bit, as we already knew he wasn't shy. "Seems only fair that you should see how your leader leads. Go ahead and taste Tripp's ass and keep going until he gets a full erection."

He did it without hesitation. No one said anything, but I could see Tripp's face as he squirmed and moaned at the tongue invasion. It took less time for him to get an erection from the rimming than most people take to fill a glass of water. Then Roland was told to fuck Tripp and get to know his assistant better. The entire room went hard watching the two of them. Alex stopped them before either could cum, which I'm sure disappointed both new pledge leaders. Once they were apart, a box was rolled out on a cart and placed beside them.

"In this box are items for your group to wear tonight. As leaders you will pick who gets to wear what for the remainder of the evening. We hope you were listening as the pledges introduced themselves as it may provide clues as to who would be comfortable in what clothes. There are exactly 18 items, enough for one per person. Go ahead and pull out each one and show it to the group. You will be asked to decide once you have seen everything.

The first item out was assless designer underwear from Andrew Christian. It would enhance your package up front but leave you exposed in the rear. Other items were a super small t-shirt, short dress, pantyhose, a sheer fabric that could probably be used like a toga, but was completely see thru. Crotchless underwear, a set of arm bands, a pair of grey Nike sweatpants, a baseball cap, girls red lace panties, a very short skirt, board shorts, a variety of other underwear; some transparent, some just really hot, a mask similar to the ones we were wearing and a robe like ours only shorter and bright pink, but with a hood. It was the most bizarre collection of things, so it would be interesting to see how they were distributed.

"Pledges Roland and Tripp, are you ready to decide who gets what?"

"May I ask a question?" Roland said.

"Go ahead," Alex granted.

"Can we involve the other pledges in the decision?"

"A good question for a leader, but in this case, no. Only you and pledge Tripp can decide who is issued with what." After a short discussion, they began to assign items to each boy and then to themselves. Once they were done, Alex stepped up again.

"Explain how you came up with these decisions," he instructed.

"Our first thought was that the younger guys could have the clothes that had the most coverage. Then we figured that the guys who weren't shy could have clothes that hid less and the guys that were more feminine could have the girl clothes as they might like to try them."

"Interesting choices, but as we mentioned at the beginning, we want to challenge the pledges to overcome fears and apprehensions. These decisions allow them to remain the same. You have 10 minutes to make any changes you feel might be of more benefit to the pledge to help him grow." He stepped back and the two leaders swapped some of the clothes around.

Alex looked along the line of guys. "Pledges, take a step backward if you would not be comfortable wearing the item on the floor in front of you for the remainder of the evening." 12 of the 18 pledges took a step backward. Alex nodded. "Looks like you have done your job. The majority don't like your choice." A piece of paper with the pledges name was dropped on each item of clothing by the Q members. "We'll get to those items later. Step forward again so you are in one line, Roland and Tripp, you can rejoin the pledges."

"Now it's time to really get to know each other. All pledges that identified themselves as strictly bottoms take two steps forward." The six guys stepped forward. "All those who said they were versatile take one step forward." Another 7 guys moved. The remaining 5 were tops or unsure.

As they sorted themselves out, a large tub of water was rolled out and placed between Alex and the pledges. "Bottoms, gather around the tub and kneel down. The rest of you form a circle standing behind them. Tops, together and versatile together." They did as instructed and I wondered what we were doing. "Bottom pledges put your hands behind your backs for the remainder of this challenge." As they did what they were instructed, a Q member came out with a bag and dumped a load of dildos into the water in the tub. "This challenge is called bobbing for dildos. You've heard of bobbing for apples, well this is how we do it in the Q. Grab as many dildos as you can in the time allotted. Should you go for small or large, long or short? You'll only find out after you complete this task. Remember, not all our tasks are as they seem. GO!"

The boys dunked their heads in the water as they tried to grab dildos in their mouths. Some were trying to grab them from the side, which was easy for the smaller ones, but not as easy for the thick ones. Others put their heads right under the water and came at the dildo from the end like crocodiles swallowing their prey. It looked hilarious with the tip of the dildo in their mouths and the rest of it hanging there. Some had managed to pick extremely thick dildos which said something about how wide they could get their mouths and I'd have to visit those guys later. Others had picked long ones of average thickness and the chicken shits had taken small dildos. 17 chairs were brought out and placed in a circle with the seats facing outward.

"Okay pledges, this next task is pretty easy. We're simply going to play musical chairs. You all remember the rules. You walk around the outside in a circle and when the music stops you find a chair. The last one down is out, and as there is always one less chair than participants. The last surviving pledge will win," Alex explained. They must have all been wondering what the catch was since this seemed pretty lame for an initiation. They got their answer pretty quickly.

"Oh, and just to clarify, each of the dildos you just picked will be suctioned to the chair. When you sit down, you have to secure yourself by straddling the dildo and inserting it fully into you. If you can't get it in and sit all the way down to the chair, you're out as well. You stay on it until the music starts back up. When you're out, you'll be taken over to the ice pool and be submerged from the neck down until we have a winner. He pointed over to the large wrestling pool, which was now filled with ice water. "The earlier you're out, the longer you'll be in the ice. As an added incentive, the winner will receive a pass to avoid one task in the next year, including tonight, that he can use at any time. He will also be allowed to pick a pledge of his choice and use him for an hour in any way you like. You each have one minute to lube your asses up properly and get into place." The pledges ran for the lube and I could see some fingering in what looked like half a gallon of liquid to ensure they were ready to be impaled.

The guys formed a circle around the chairs that now had the dildos suctioned to them and as I looked at the range of sizes, I'm sure some of the tops were hoping they would get the short thin dildos, while guys like Tripp were probably drooling to get the 10" thick dildo. The music started and the guys began to walk around the well-spaced chairs. As soon as it stopped there was a mad scramble for the chair closest to them. Some guys went straight down on the dildos and sat there proudly, while others struggled to get down on the one they had been left with. Three guys were out on the first round. Rapidly the guys dropped off and were sent to the cold pool as the others continued. By the time we were down to one chair, it was Tripp (no surprise) and Morgan, the feminine 16 year old. As the music stopped for the last time. Morgan dropped onto the giant dildo as if it wasn't there. Tripp grinned and dropped onto Morgan's cock before anyone could stop him.

"Nice try pledge, but you lose," Alex told him as he was taken over to the pool. Morgan was announced the winner. "Pick a pledge to join you," Morgan was told. He picked the large and hairy Roland. Hmmm, maybe he has a bit of a Daddy complex. Roland joined him and each of the pledges was given a towel and helped out of the cold water. Some of the first guys in the pool we almost blue they were so cold, and their dicks had shrunk to almost nothing.

"Your prize for winning this task is a ticket to avoid any task and an hour with Roland. Have him do whatever gets you excited. The rest of you dress in the clothes you were given and head outside for an hour and buy the items on the list you'll be given." The group broke up and headed out with a time to be back. We watched the live sex show between Roland and Morgan. The little guy was super flexible and couldn't get enough of Roland. It was like watching a puppy maul a bear. Almost all the guys returned on time an hour later.

"From now on, while you are in here, you will remain completely naked unless we tell you otherwise," Alex told them. The two brothers Andrew and Brandon arrived a few minutes after everyone else and race to join the group, slightly out of breath.

Alex walked looked at them and then smiled. "You two, step forward. You're late."

"Sorry sir, we lost track of time," Andrew said quickly.

"Silence pledge. I didn't give you permission to speak. Brothers, they can't follow directions very well either. Strip them and throw them back outside until I call for them."

Four members of the pledge committee roughly removed their clothes, grabbed them by their hair and dragged them outside and told to wait with their hands behind their heads until they were needed.

The rest of the pledge were run through a variety of exercises to embarrass them and put them in close contact with the other guys, including kissing, which you could see clearly wasn't enjoyed by all the guys. What is it with kissing? Guys will rim an ass until their tongues bleed, but kissing is too personal? Kissing is the best thing ever. Well, best thing ever after rimming. I still think that's as hot as hell. "Bring the two pledges back in from outside," Alex commanded after about half an hour. I was closest to the door, so I headed out to get them. They both jumped as I swung the door open fast. They were still where they had been left which was a good sign. I grabbed them both by their cocks and pulled them back inside. They were really cold to the touch and there was no sign of life in their penises at all as I dragged them to the centre of the room. Probably too cold to get hard.

"Have you learned your lesson pledges?" Alex asked sternly.

"Yes sir," they both answered simultaneously.

"Good. Time to warm up. Andrew kneel down in front of the group. Brandon, pick two pledges to warm up your cock until you are fully erect. "

He picked Darren and Jessie. They both were pulled forward and stood in front of the cold brothers. "Kneel and warm up Brandon's cocks."

It took only seconds to warm the 16 year old up enough that he was hard. I saw Darren using a finger u and down Brandon's hole to tease him a little, which probably helped speed things up. "Pledges, you can stop and go back in line. Brandon, it's time for you to warm up Andrew. Slide you cock into him and keep fucking until he's nicely warmed up. Both pledges looked over at the same time to see if he was kidding or not. Brandon looked horrified at the idea of fucking his big brother. Not to mention that Andrew was a total top. Now he'll find out what it's like to be fucked when you don't want it. Maybe a few more deep anal insertions would give him a clue as to how his brother felt when he returned home drunk. By the time he made the initiation ceremony, he would be completely used to having cock in his ass, and I'd make sure I rounded up the biggest guys I knew to deep dick him. Brandon lubed up his cock and slowly entered his brother who squirmed and tried to get out of the way, but was pulled back on instructions from Alex. We all watched as the smaller Chapman fucked the larger one. Would love to know how that would change the dynamic between the two. Once Brandon got going, he fucked his brother like all the rage of the past years was coming to boil at once. At one point he slammed his brother forward onto the floor and mounted him hard. I have never seen such aggression and raw energy from a fuck. Alex finally stopped them and sent the two back in line. Brandon was dripping sweat by the time he was done.

"We have paired you with another person who will be your pledge brother for the week. You will live together and may not be more than two feet apart for the week. Before you all drop to your knees to be able to ask about work and school. That is your problem to figure out. Here are the rules. You will sleep, shower, shit, shave, piss, fuck, and eat together. You are allowed a maximum of four hours a day to be apart to do personal things. We'll know that you are apart as we'll be tracking your phones and as soon as you separate, the clock will begin. If you exceed more than four hours, you will both be cut as pledges. You will find out every detail you can about your pledge brother. From his life past and present, including hobbies and interests, to every intimate part of his body, and what it takes to make him cum. When we summon you, you will be tested to see what you have learned. I recommend you put a lot of work into it and find out every intimate bit of information you can. We have already researched all of you before you were selected, so we have carefully matched you with your partner. If you haven't done your homework by the time you are all called back it will be obvious. After you answer our questions about your fellow pledge, you will be required to give a live sex show together in front of everyone. The ones who appear to have connected the best and give the greatest show will each receive a reward, so be creative for your show. The worst pair will be punished."

He announced the pairs, and reactions, of which there were "two million" of them, were as mixed as the guys who were put together. The strangest matchup was the large hairy football player with the tiny smooth Asian boy. I just hoped the Asian was the bottom or it would be like a mouse trying to fuck an elephant. It looked like the large guy could just snap the smaller one in half and floss his teeth with his limbs. I can't wait to see their live sex show. Personally I like a lot of Asian boys. They have the hottest asses. They may not have much in the dick department, but their smooth bodies and amazing butts more than make up for it, especially if you're a top.

I smiled as I heard Tripp paired with Andrew, the 18 year old top who liked to fuck his brother, and Dickson was paired with Chance King. That should be interesting as they were both such hot guys. They could easily end up as boyfriends after a week together. I want court side seats to their live sex show next weekend.

Once they were paired up, they were told to leave and that we'd be watching. I couldn't wait to see how this would all play out, and I didn't have to wait long as Monday morning Tripp and Dickson showed up at school with their pledge brothers. I knew them all, but the others didn't, except for Kyle of course. Tripp introduced Andrew as his friend visiting Vancouver and checking out the University. I tried not to smile at them. Chance was introduced as Dickson's new boyfriend. A safe move that others would believe as they really looked good together. Throughout the day, they went to class together and joined us for lunch. Kyle seemed to be watching Dickson and Chance closely. Maybe he was a little jealous. I know I was, as I liked both of them and the thought of them fucking each other senseless for a week was going to drive me crazy.

Tripp and Andrew headed off to the bathroom together and it was cute to see them sticking so close. Technically if one needed to take a dump, they could be in stalls side by side as that would qualify as being only two feet apart. It's not like they'd have to be in with each other. That's the part that would freak me out if I were in this challenge. The week flew by and on Saturday morning I raced to the warehouse with the guys to be able to watch the pledges. None of us wanted to miss out on this, especially since it was their last challenge before the initiation later in the day. J.P. and Ryan met us there, so our family was together, including Kyle and Troy. A stage had been set up in the middle of the room with a large mat for their show and any props they had requested. The lights were down low except for a spotlight over the mat. Rows of seats surrounded the entire stage. Pledges were made to sit naked at the edge of their chairs with their legs spread so that cock and balls were clearly visible. I counted only 16 guys, so it looked like 2 had been cut loose. Fortunately none of the ones I knew had been eliminated. The `Q' members all dressed in our robes, took our seats as Alex stood in the center of the room.

"The 16 of you have succeeded in completing your task of staying together all week, and today you will show us all what you have learned about each other. Each pair will begin by answering a series of 10 questions about each other and you must get at least nine of them correct. Then you will impress us with your prepared live sex show to last no more than 10 minutes, in which time you both must cum. The pair that impresses us the most will receive $10,000. Fail to cum or miss more than one question and you will be told to leave. First pair up is Wyatt and Lee." He sat down as the first pair took to the center of the mat. They managed to answer absolutely every question correctly and it was now time for their sex show. A large timer at the side of the stage was set for 10 minutes. This was one of the pairs I wanted to see, as it would be the most interesting. Wyatt was the pledge with the unique voice and over 200 pounds, whereas Lee was a small Asian and could probably get lost behind one of Wyatt's thighs. This was the most fucked up of the pairings as Wyatt was the bottom and Lee the top. Totally backward if you ask me as Lee barely had a 4 inch dick and Wyatt had a massive ass. It would take at least 6 inches for him just to get to his hole. Of course Wyatt could just pull his ass cheeks apart and let Lee fall inside and have the massive cheeks wrap around his waist. Or he could just lube Lee's head and use his whole body as a dildo. We watched as they began quickly. Wyatt stood there and flipped Lee upside down so they were chest to chest. He hugged him tight as he buried his face in the small ass and Lee, wrapped his arms around Wyatt's ass and sucked his big cock. They stayed like this until both guys were hard and then Wyatt knelt down and rolled Lee onto his back and straddled over top of him. If we didn't know there was a small Asian under him we could easily have assume he was just on all fours by himself. Then suddenly he leaned back and in a wrestling type move, he spun around rapidly, flipped Lee onto his stomach and slammed his erection right into the little guy. They both screamed loudly scaring the shit out of all of us. Wyatt's was more like a war cry. Lee's was one that said he'd been split in half. None of us were expecting that. They fucked like they were possessed and after only a few minutes, Wyatt pulled out and sprayed his load all over Lee's back, before flipping him over like a pancake, lifting his legs and re-entering the tiny hole. Lee took his own cock in hand and jerked himself off as he got fucked. He cried out and shot his load over his chest. Wyatt leaned down and licked every drop of cum off him before laying on him and pressing their mouths together. They kissed until they were completely done. The whole show had taken only 9 minutes. We weren't supposed to say or do anything as the pledges showed off, but several guys clapped and cheered. It would be hard to top that show. We half expected it to be like a mouse trying to fuck and elephant, so we were definitely impressed. No comments were made as they got back to their chairs to watch the other 6 pairs perform. I smiled to myself and nudged Kyle to look at Lee and Wyatt off to the side. Lee was sucking Wyatt's cock again as Wyatt had his massive hand over the smaller guys head obviously in control of the blowjob. Apparently we had a little dom/sub action that had developed between the guys over the week. Normally I'd be worried that the bigger guy was using the smaller one, but from the erection on Lee, I'd say he was into it. The next three pairs succeeded in their task and questions, but it was nothing to write about. Tripp and Andrew performed as expected with Tripp being double fucked by Andrew and a dildo. That was slightly impressive, although a bit predictable if you knew how much Tripp liked being fucked. We found out from their answers that they had been fucking four times a day every day to get it right. That's my type of boy. One pair failed to make each other cum, so they were out. I felt bad for them, but they obviously had no chemistry together and just couldn't turn each other on enough. I sat up straight to watch Dickson and Chance who were the last pair to go, and noticed Kyle adjusting his cock under his robe beside me. Dickson got 9 questions right, while Chance got all 10 correct. The two of them started their show passionately by facing each other, and we watched as they touched only their lips together and nothing else. Their cocks rose between them as they got more intimate with the kissing. Once they were both fully erect, Dickson slowly licked down Chance's body until he was on his knees sucking on the great set of balls in front of him. The two of them looked like porn stars, or like they'd been lovers for years. He slowly licked along the length of the hard cock and teased the tip and hole before swallowing it slowly into his mouth all the way until his nose was touching skin. Chance began to kneel down and lay on his back as Dickson stayed with him and then spun into a 69 position to allow his partner to return the favor on his cock. By the time they got to 69ing I was so hard I was making puddles between my legs. They stopped sucking at almost the same time and lay on their side to rim each other. I think I may have cum a little by this point. Chance swung around and lifted his top leg over Dickson's so we could watch as he was entered and fucked. Dickson stroked his partner as he fucked him. Just as I was sure he was going to cum, they stopped and Chance got between Dickson's legs, threw them over his shoulder and entered him fast and swift, and with almost no time to adjust, Dickson shot his load seconds later. Chance pulled out and straddled Dickson, aiming his cock at his face and quickly jerked himself off until he was spraying cum all over his face. Then they kissed and rolled around again until they were both covered in each other's cum. It was so hot between the two of them as they didn't take the sex serious and smiled and joked with each other as they played, almost as if none of us were there. The final act was for Dickson to stand up straddling Chance's face and we watched as he dripped cum from his ass right into Chance's open mouth. No doubt about it, I shot my load into my robe.

Once they were done, the lighting changed to be slightly darker and as Alex stood in front of the pledges, as other members removed the mat out of the way. "Good news pledges, today will be your initiation as all of you have passed the tasks to be welcomed into the Q'. Once you become members, you will enjoy everything that we have to offer and will be a Q' brother no matter where you go in the world. During your first year as a member you will make yourself available to the Executive committee to prove yourself worthy. A calendar is set up online for you to add your free time, and any Executive in the organization can look at that and see who is available. You can be summoned to do anything from chores around their house, to being the star guest at an orgy. Whatever you're asked to do, you will be expected to show up and do it without question. There are only four rules. If you say you're available you must show up when summoned. You must be given at least two hours notice for any request, and you will not be asked to do anything illegal. You may only be booked for a maximum of four hours, but you can agree to stay longer if you want. While we deliberate over who gave us the best show tonight, you'll be prepared for the initiation ceremony."

Several members came forward with a rolling cart that had razors and shaving cream on it. Each one still had smooth cocks and balls, but it didn't stop the members from shaving everything from pits to crotches to make sure they were completely hairless. A few people had to work on guys like Wyatt and Roland. It was like shaving a couple of carpets. Once that was done, each pledge had a long white robe slipped over their head that almost went right down to the floor. The executives returned and announced, as no surprise that there were two good performances, but that the one between Chance and Dickson was the winner and they would each receive $5,000 into their bank accounts. The two guys high fived and you could see that they were thrilled with their win. I was just hoping we could have a private show back at the house later, once they found out who we all were. Kyle had been rubbing his cock from the second they had started their sex show and I had no idea who he was more interested in, but if he could have them both at the same time, I don't think it would matter.

The pledges were blindfolded and taken outside to a waiting bus. It wasn't like a school bus, more of a luxury coach. Any other member that wanted to join could climb on as well, but the initiation site had been sent out to the members. This was going to be a new tradition for all pledges to welcome them to the `Q', and a formal dinner/orgy would follow back at the mansion. We took a half hour trip up the highway to a remote lake. There were already about 50 guys in masks or robes waiting for our arrival. The pledges were taken off the bus and brought to the edge of the lake and the blindfolds removed. It wasn't a large lake, but it had the important ingredients, it was secluded and it had a small waterfall feeding into it. We were at the side closest to this waterfall and despite it being a little cold outside I could already feel the sexual tension beginning in the air.

"Tonight we wash away your old lives and make you members of the `Q'. Then we add the permanent marking of our organization so you can recognize and be identified wherever you encounter our members." He pointed to a mobile truck close-by. That was definitely new. The tattoo would be put on their toe out here in the wilderness. Kinda cool. One at a time the pledge was taken into the water in their robe and led to the waterfall where they were dunked under it until they were thoroughly soaked making the robe see-through. They must have been freezing. Hell I was cold just watching them and I was nice and dry. Each new member was brought back to the edge of the water and stood in front of all the members as Alex announced them to the rest of us. We all cheered and clapped as the robe was removed and the naked boy was dried off, given a light burgundy robe and escorted to the tattoo bus. As the tattoo was completed and the toe bandaged, the new member was brought back out and knelt on a pad in front of everyone. As the last pledge was led into the trailer for his tattoo, the executives brought out platters of food and drinks for everyone to enjoy. We were still in our robes and hidden from the newbies, but that would change shortly.

Once everyone was together and all 14 new brothers were in front of us, Alex stepped up and looked at the members. "Members, as you all know, in the past each pledge was recommended by one of our members, and they have always had the opportunity to be the first to welcome them by removing their robes. With changes we made to encourage membership, some pledges applied online for consideration. 6 of our pledges joined us through this method, while 8 were recommended, so we tonight we'll change the rules. All members will space out in front of our new brothers and on my word, you will drop your robes and reveal yourselves to them all at once. Then, one at a time I'll select one of our new members to come forward and pick one of you to get to know better. They will be able to do whatever they want to you within the limits established for all our pledges. Later each member will get to welcome our new brothers throughout the night in our initiation dinner and reception. I expect that by the time you all return home, you will know each other very well indeed." Alex had all of us line up in front of the new guys and on his signal we dropped our robes and stood naked before them. It was kinda fun to watch their faces as they recognized some of us and the shock or delight that went with it. I saw Dickson whisper to Troy as they looked at Kyle, who just nervously smiled back. I saw Chance smile at me and it almost made my dick hard.

It was my time to take a leading role as we introduced Alex. "Now, it's time to reveal your president. J.P. and Jason, would you please join me," I said looking for my brothers to come up beside me. I could already hear some of the murmuring from the newbies as they quickly realized that we were triplets. The three of us made a bit of a show out of removing Alex's robe and turn him around so that everyone could see his body. Some of the guys cheered, and those that we knew were kinda nodding as if they expected it. Anytime the three of us got together we were popular with those that had a fantasy of doing twins, and adding a third just made it that much hotter. I was sure at some point tonight we'd give them a three-way show they'd never forget. One at a time, the newbies picked someone to play with and no shock to me, Dickson didn't pick me. He picked one of the people he didn't know. Chance didn't waste time selecting Kyle and the two of them went at it in front of everyone like long lost lovers. One by one the newbies selected one of the `Q' members and I was almost shocked and more than a little hurt that no one had selected me. Neither had they selected Alex, Jason or J.P. Ryan was balls deep in one guy and Troy had his legs over Brandon's shoulders and was being fucked hard. Colin had Lee inside him and he almost looked bored. I mean when you've had me, an Asian with a 4 incher just isn't going to do it for you unless you're flossing your teeth with it. I've never been left out of things, especially sex and here I was feeling like the nerd kid on the playground that gets picked last, or in this case, not picked at all.

"What's happening here?" I asked J.P., Jason and Alex. "Why aren't we boning a newbie?"

"Feeling a bit self-conscious, Justin?" Jason laughed. "No one wants that tiny cock and flabby ass anymore? It had to happen sooner or later."

"What the fuck are you talking about? Still identical. You're not getting laid either, bro."

"I think they probably just figure you're one of the untouchables," Alex said trying to be helpful. "Maybe because the three of you were up here with me, they figured you weren't part of it. I'm sure you'll get more than enough action at the dinner tonight."

"I better, or I'm going over to Nate's for more therapy," I said trying to sound indignant. We walked around naked with the rest of the rejects watching all the pledges having fun with someone of their choosing, and one by one they finished and just hung out with the rest of the group. Kyle spent time with Tripp and Dickson and it was fun to see the three of them back together again, but before the night was out my dick would have been in Dickson's ass for at least a couple of good fucks whether he liked me or not. We loaded back on the bus, with the newbies kept naked while most of the others put our robes back on. The mansion had been set for a large dinner and the new members were up front naked for everyone to see. Once we were done and toasts had been made, the real party got underway and it wasn't long before the newbies were being fucked, sucked and spit roast by everyone that could get near them. They almost couldn't get the table cleared fast enough. I wandered over to Dickson and ran my hand down his back and slipped my finger into his hole, letting him see that it was me. "Welcome to the `Q', Dickson. That ass feels so amazing. I'm looking forward to getting in there to welcome you properly."

"I had no idea you were a member of this group," he said without giving any positive feedback. He still didn't like me very much, but that certainly wasn't going to stop me from fucking the hell out of him and seeing if I couldn't change his mind.

"A member of this group?" A guy nearby said. "He and Colin own the `Q' all over the world. Dude, if he fucks you, you've been taken by one of the highest ranking members of the brotherhood." I think I may have groaned out loud. Dickson looked at me quickly and I could almost read his mind about me being a spoilt rich kid. I figured I better take his ass before he threw daggers from his eye sockets and killed me. I went behind him and someone lubed my cock. Two guys held Dickson in a bent over position and watched closely as I entered. His ass was incredibly tight and each cheek was a firm as a rubber ball. The deeper I got, the more he grunted and groaned, but I was going to make this count as I probably wouldn't have a chance to get back in there very frequently after he became a full member. As the tip of my cock punched through his inner hole, I almost groaned myself. He had the sweetest ass I'd ever been in, and it made it even hotter somehow that he knew it was me. I fucked him with long deep strokes and even leaned down to kiss his back and stroke his cock as I did it. I must have been doing something right as he was hard the whole time. So much for not liking me. As I felt myself about to cum, I pondered where to shoot my load and decided the best place was far inside him. I slammed as deep into him as I could go, grabbed his hips and pulled him hard against me. I could feel the tip of my cock throbbing and pulsing as I blasted wave after wave of hot jizz well into his ass. That boy would be pooping Justin baby makers for weeks. I slowly pulled out, almost not wanting to release him, but reluctantly separated from his tight ass. I motioned to Jason and helped him get inside next, followed by J.P. and then encouraged person after person to fuck him. He'd miss cock so much by the time we were done, he'd be calling me every day for a repeat performance. Throughout the night J.P., Jason and me gave people what they wanted as we did a three-way in the middle of the main room. We had so many guys watching and jerking off it was like we were porn stars. Aside from the sex, it was another night of drinking and socializing and catching up with people we hadn't seen in a while. Kyle said he'd be home later, and by the time the rest of us got home, I was so tired I slept for ages and woke up around noon.

I headed to Kyle's room as I figured without boyfriends he would need someone to cheer him up, especially after seeing Tripp and Dickson yesterday. He'd nominated them when they were together so it must have been weird for him. He was still sleeping, so I crawled into his bed and ran my hand down his chest and was surprised to find him wearing underwear. I slipped my hand under the waistband and took hold of his dick. It responded nicely, so I repositioned myself so I could push his shorts down and fish out his penis. I had just started to go down on him as I felt his hand rubbing my head in encouragement.

"You can do that every morning if you want," he smiled as I looked up at him with a mouth full of cock. I fingered his ass to find it was already lubed up and ready to go.

"Mmmmm, nice! I guess you were expecting me," I said as I pushed my finger all the way in. He moaned and wriggled around on it. No point in wasting both our hardons. I got between his legs and lifted them onto my shoulders and removed his underwear. I was just about to enter him when I heard the toilet flush in the bathroom. "Do you have someone here?" I asked.

"Yeah, but it's not one of the kids, so keep going," he said with a grin. I'm never one to disappoint so I pushed my cock fully into him and moved forward to get as deep as I could. Kyle took hold of his erection and began fisting it as I fucked him. As I leaned forward to kiss him, the bathroom door opened.

"Wow, leave you unattended for 10 seconds and someone plugs your empty holes," said a familiar voice. I turned to see Chance King from the Academy, and one of our new `Q' members, wandering towards us naked. He had such a nice body and cock. He stopped by the side of the bed and looked at us.

"Sorry Chance, I didn't know you were here. I just thought Kyle might need a wake-up call," I said as I stopped fucking.

"If that's how you guys do wake up calls around here, when can I move in?" He sat on the bed beside us and pulled on his shorts. "I have to go babe," he said leaning in to kiss him. "Call me later. Nice to see you again Justin," he smiled as he slapped my ass and then kissed it. "Under the circumstances, I can see myself out."

He finished dressing and headed out. I didn't bother to quote the stay naked until you're at the front door rules. I looked at Kyle with my dick still in him and slowly kept moving inside so I wouldn't lose the erection. "Sorry, I didn't know you had company."

"No worries. Chance is my new boyfriend, so he's gonna have to get used to how it is around here anyway."

"Dude! Why didn't you warn me? How does that look with me in here fucking you?" I went to pull out, but Kyle placed his hand on my ass and pulled me back deep inside.

"He's fucking half the guys at the Academy, so what's the big deal? We've agreed to have an open relationship for now until we get further along and see if we're compatible or not. Then we can decide if we just want to be monogamous. God, we barely know each other. We've only fucked a few times and so far it's pretty good. He's versatile, a jock and he's cute, so I think he may be a keeper. I'll call him later to make sure he's ok, but he knows everyone here, so I don't think he'll care. If he does, meh! There's lots of chicken in the farmyard."

"Isn't that supposed to be fish in the sea?"

"Yeah, but who wants fish? I like chicken," he grinned. "Now are you gonna talk, or finish what you started? Chance only fucked me twice this morning and I only came once, so pound me Daddy and let's get this bed shakin'."

"Daddy? Really? I'm like only 3 years older. I'm hardly your Daddy."

"But you are A daddy," he grinned. I leaned down to kiss him and we fucked for a half hour before both of us finally came and were ready for the day ahead. As I pulled out and lay beside him we talked about Chance. They'd only been together a couple of days, but had already decided to be boyfriends. Kyle had met him at the Academy when he'd been over to visit Ben and Reece and they hit it off, starting in the showers. They'd fooled around a few times and liked each other, so here we were with them now deciding they were boyfriends.

"I like Chance. He seems like a decent guy," I admitted.

"Yeah, I think he is. He had a tough life at home but he's really a role model for the younger kids at the school, so I think we're gonna be good together. He's planning on coming to University next year. Wants to be a lawyer."

"Oh my god, he has brain damage. Get out. Get out now!!" I giggled. We headed down for breakfast, or more correctly, a late lunch, with everyone else who were already halfway through their day.

Monday arrived way too early and it was a reasonably normal day. Once we were back home, Blake came and squeezed between Colin and me, wiggling his naked bony ass until we moved apart to make room for him.

"I think I need help figuring out how much this is going to cost," Blake said as he started the conversation. He had a pile of papers and information with him.

"How much what is going to cost?" I asked looking at him.

"Giving all the kids lunch," he replied as if I were stupid to have forgotten his pet project.

"What do you need to figure out? Maybe I can help," I offered.

Blake laughed and slapped me on the back playfully. "Thanks Justin, but Colin is smarter at business stuff. He knows about money and numbers and things like that.

MEDIC!! We need a medic over here! I have to get this knife out of my back. I think my son just called me stupid. He laid out the papers and I listened as he babbled off statistics. Oh my god it was boring. If this is what Colin does all day, I think I just found a cure for insomnia. They banged out a few numbers as I followed along and listened and gave a few uh huh's and yeahs. It was like watching paint dry or the grass grow.

"Whoa! $75 million dollars a year!" Blake said out loud making me pay attention.

"$75,000," Colin corrected. There were about 70 kids and 200 school days and something about staff to prepare and serve it, and the cost of the food, blah, blah, blah. All I heard was $75,000 a year.

"That's a lot of money for lunch, huh Dad? No wonder those kids can't afford it. Do I have $75,000 dollars?"

"Technically yes, but we're not going to let you spend that kind of money on this project. I know you want to do it and I'm really proud of you, but like all charities it has to be sustainable. Do you know what that means?"

"The kids can't get their clothes dirty?" He guessed.

"Huh?" Colin said looking at him to see if he was kidding or not.

"They can't get their clothes stained because their parents wouldn't be able to get them clean or buy them new ones," he clarified. "Is that what sustainable means?"

"No, but good guess. It means it has to be something that can survive for a long time. If we just did lunches for this year and spent 75,000 dollars, what would happen next year, or the year after? In 10 years you would have spent $750,000 or three quarters of a million dollars. The project is a great idea, but we need to find a way to raise funds and make sure the program continues for as long as it's needed."

"How do I do that?" He asked looking like we had popped his favorite bubble. In my mind there was an easier way. Send Blake to a private school where all the kids can afford lunch. Problem solved as easy as that, and they say I'm no good at business. HA!

"The easiest way is to get a sponsor. Usually a business that gives to a worthy cause. Another way is to get people to give to a foundation set up for the program you are trying to operate. You can sometimes get the media involved and then they help take up your cause."

"That's it! I'll alert the media. Tell them kids are dying of hunger and we all need to help."

"Maybe soften it a bit," Colin told him.

He repeated the same thing but a lot quieter. I laughed as Colin explained what he meant. "Try not being so dramatic. The kids are in need of lunch, but they aren't dying."

"Oh, okay. I'm gonna go make a You Tube video. That should get the balls rolling."

"Ball rolling," Colin corrected. Blake smiled and put his hand on our crotches as he pushed himself off the couch. Little sneak just felt us up. As he picked up all his papers, Colin reminded him that if he were making a video that he needed to wear clothes and to let us see it before he posted anything.

"I gotta take video and pictures of stuff before it'll be finished but I'll let you see it when I'm done," he promised. He ran off to mount his campaign. I wanted to mount something. I looked at Colin.

"What?" he said looking back at me.

"Nothing. Wanna fuck?"

"Really? Talking about starving kids got you horny? Jesus, what doesn't get you horny?"

"Talking about starving kids got me thinking about food. Food got me thinking about being hungry. Being hungry got me thinking about hot dogs. Hot dogs got me thinking..."

"Got it." He said as he pushed me onto my back and climbed on top of me. Good thing all our furniture is Scotch guarded. We kissed and hugged for a while and were still at it when Alex entered the room beaming. I had my legs up around Colin's back, so Alex looked between them.

"Are you fucking?" He asked.

"No just making out," Colin answered. Alex slapped Colin's ass and left us alone.

A little later on as I got upstairs, the hallway looked remarkably different. There were blankets over chairs held in place with clothespins all the way from Blake's room to the twin's room.

"What are you guys up to?" I asked as James poked his head out from under one end.

"We're making a tunnel. Blake said there was going to be a tunnel from our new house to your house, so we're practicing."

"Carry on," I chuckled as I walked along the hall as best as I could to get to the other end.

Blake was in the twin's room with them and waved when he saw me. "Hi Dad. We're not finished yet, so you can help if you want."

"Hi Daddy!" The twins yelled as they came running over to me both still without clothes. Something tells me they may not wear clothes again until puberty. One wrapped his arms around my leg and the other grabbed my hand to drag me into the room. I'm going to have to spray myself with a different scent or get an eye patch or something so I look different while the boys are around. Blake just grinned.

"Yeah, UNCLE Jason," he teased. "Come help us build the tunnel. We're gonna make it go all the way down the hall. We were thinking we should make one that goes out to the treehouse too."

"I think you'll run out of blankets and clothespins by then." He just shrugged and we worked until we ran out of things to build the tunnel with. The rule was that if you were on the second floor you had to crawl through the tunnels to get to each room that you wanted. They had done a good job, but I soon found out that when you were in a tunnel with other naked people you were basically staring at their asses. I slapped Blake a couple of times to make him move faster, which made him slap my ass when I was in front. At one point Jason was in front of me and stopped quickly. I ended up with my head at his ass, so I licked it, which caused him to swat at me to get me to stop. When he began to move I reached between his legs to hold his dick and balls and told him we were doing and elephant crawl. Again I got slapped away. I finally crawled back to my room and slipped into bed with Colin.

Kyle and I got to University the next day and headed for the food court to meet the rest of the guys. Nate saw me and ran up excitedly with a big smile on his face. He grabbed both sides of my head and planted a huge kiss right on my lips. I so taken by surprise that I didn't even have time to open my mouth for any tongue action. "I don't even know how to thank you. You're the best friend a guy could have. I'm so grateful that I'd get naked and let you fuck me right here in front of everyone," he said looking at me and giving me a giant bear hug.

"Wow, I'm loving the offer. Would you like to it right now or after our morning coffee?"

Kyle was trying hard not to laugh, and stood there pretending to pout. "What about me? Nothing?" He said looking at Nate who turned and kissed him as well, taking both Kyle and I by surprise.

"I'm serious. You're the best friend ever." He lowered his voice. "If you want to come over after class and fuck me I'd totally be okay with it."

"Dude, I'm not sure what you're on, but get me a month's worth of it," I said carefully darting my eyes all over his face in case he really was high.

"I'll be happy to take you right here in the hallway," Kyle offered eagerly. "I like doing straight boys that are stoned out of their mind."

"I'm not stoned. I just can't believe that you paid my rent. That's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me ever in my whole life."

"Oh, that. I just figured I'd help you out and if I'd offered it to you, you would have refused. You need to be able to concentrate on studying and not taking extra jobs. You can pay me back by being my shrink for a couple years."

"Or you can pay him back, by letting me fuck you," Kyle offered with a smirk. "Damn you both! I wasn't horny until you started this, now I have a raging boner that I'm going to have to sit through class with. I hate both of you," he said feigning displeasure at us. He went and joined the rest of our table and I saw him whisper in Tripp's ear, and before we got our coffee the two of them ran off together. I guess he wasn't going to have to be uncomfortably hard in class after all.

Nate had calmed down which was too bad as I liked the horny affectionate guy that met me a couple minutes ago. "I'm serious Justin. I can't believe you did that. I'll pay you back I promise. I went to pay my rent and my landlady said that it had been paid for the rest of the year."

"Like I said, pay me back by becoming a good shrink, and then you can treat all my crazy for as long as I need you," I said putting my hand on his back as we took our coffee to head back to the table with the rest of the group.

"And I wasn't kidding earlier. If you want to come over and fuck me, I'd be willing. I know you want to, so it's the least I can do."

"Thanks but I didn't help you out just so I can fuck my friend, who is also a straight boy, or do I need to keep pointing that out. If you really want to do that one day, I'd love it, of course, but I like the way our friendship is now and I just didn't want to see you have to spend every waking hour working and studying. You need a life as well."

"I'll never forget this and I promise I'll make it up to you," he slapped my ass as we joined our group. I wasn't really listening to all the stories as all the blood powering my body was now in my penis thinking about fucking Nate. Would it be unethical to fuck my shrink? Or would it be wrong to let him offer his ass just because I paid his rent for a year. So many questions and only one tight little ass. I didn't have time to contemplate it all before Tripp and Kyle ran back to the table and sat down. Both had big smiles on their faces. I handed Kyle his coffee and he licked his lips and then each finger to emphasize a point.

"Great way to start the day. A double double with lots and lots of cream," he smiled giving a sideways glance at Tripp. I'm guessing he wasn't talking about the coffee.

The next couple of weeks sped by and we were all hanging out in the great room doing various things. Some of us had homework, others were just playing with their cars on the plastic tracks that were laid out. I almost asked Blake to move his books so I could build the track over the top of the table. Malcolm had gotten into a routine as he looked after the kids during the day and took time off at night, although many times he hung out with us as one of the family. The front door opened and we all looked over to see Troy enter. We rushed over to greet him and I don't think he was expecting so many naked people to attack him at once.

"I'm back. Happy New Year everyone. Guess I got home on laundry day, huh?"

"No, we all go naked now all the time. It's a new rule around here," Blake explained, but we were all so happy to see Troy that we didn't really care about the no clothes rule right now.

"Where's `Marvin'?" I asked thinking he might be still about to come in.

"At home. He stayed there. I needed to come back though. We're taking a break for a while."

We helped him take his luggage up to his room as he flopped on his bed, Kyle joined him and gave him a big hug. "I'm glad you're back bro. I missed you." Blake jumped onto the other side of the bed and immediately sat on Troy.

"I missed you too," Troy said giving Kyle and Blake a kiss. The family was back together.

"Let's give Troy time to unpack. Then we can hear his stories," I suggested looking directly at Blake.

They agreed and we headed downstairs to let Troy have a few minutes before having to deal with all of us again. He joined us about a half hour later looking freshly showered and sporting the required suit of the house...his birthday suit. He grabbed a drink and joined us in the great room.

"I might like this whole no clothes thing," he smiled. "Except on cold rainy days. Sure will cut down on laundry. That's for sure."

"So tell us about your time with `Marvin'. How did it go? Did you do anything exciting?" I asked eagerly.

"Yeah, it was good. I think we only did exciting things. Went to so many parties that I lost track of them all and everyone was really supportive of the two of us. He has some pretty great friends. Met a ton of celebrities. You'd have liked most of them," he grinned.

"You get to sleep with any of them?" I asked in my typical fashion.

"Some. Amazing what guys will do when they're high and drunk. I had no idea Hollywood parties were like that, but I can tell you some of the straightest boys aren't so straight when they're all fucked up on something. `Marvin' said that most of them would hook up if the mood was right, and he wasn't kidding. You should come down to a few of the parties, you'd never go soft again."

I was intrigued. "Like any names we'd know? Younger or older?"

Lots of names you know, and both older and younger. Of course in the morning, they pretend not to know anything or even remember your name, but during the party it's some serious fun. The only down side is that you gotta put up with the girls too. They can be wilder than the boys."

"You did celebrity chicks?" Kyle asked.

"A few, and it's more like they did me. Once they knew I was `Marvin's' boyfriend, they couldn't wait to ride my cock. Dude all I can say is that I hope all those chicks are on the pill or I'm gonna have a dozen kids by this time next year."

"So where's `Marvin'?" Kyle asked.

"Oh, we broke up," Troy said casually. "That's not the life I want at all. He paid for everything. I tagged along to all his events and parties and meetings and it was like I was just his boyfriend and nothing else. We're still going to be friends with benefits, but I can't live like that. Everyone wanted to know about `Marvin' when we went anywhere and not really about me. That's not something I'd enjoy as a life. I think that once I finish school, I'm going to get my own apartment and try being a little more independent."

"Dude, you don't need to do that. You can be independent here," Kyle said quickly.

"No. I also realized this isn't my life either. I'm basically a street kid that got lucky. Don't get me wrong, I love it here and everyone in our family, but I have to prove that I'm still me. That I can support myself and live on my own, not leeching off others. This kind of life isn't real. I could never afford all of this if I was by myself, and I have to be able to if I want to have self respect."

"Wow, that's a lot of learning in such a short time," Colin said speaking up. "But I agree with you. It has to be your life that you live, not ours. But something to never forget is that family is here for each other. So if we can help with anything once you decide to make changes, let us know. Plus this will always be your home, so if you can't make it, or need extra time or money, we're here and always will be."

"I know. That's why I love you guys. `Marvin' said the same thing. I just need a normal regular life that I can control by myself."

I sat there slightly stunned. He not only broke up with `Marvin' but now wanted to move out. What the hell happened down there? I have to admit I'm glad he's back and isn't going to live in California, but at the same time, it sounded like he was going to leave us as well. That sucks. I kinda enjoy him being my brother, and I told him as much.

"I'm not gonna stop being your brother. Not ever. I just have to be sure I remember who I am and face the world at my own pace. Hell, I'll still be coming over all the time and going to parties and stuff, and of course you can't stop me from having sex if you tried, but I need to do it in my own time and on my own terms. Plus, school isn't over for 6 months, so it's not like I'm leaving tomorrow."

"I'm glad you're back Troy and when you get your own place can I come over and stay with you sometimes?" Blake asked.

"Of course. I'd like that."

"Will you have a boyfriend too?"

"Maybe, maybe not. But regardless you can come over and we'll have a guy's night."

"Cool! What would we do?"

"Eat lots of food, watch movies, wrestle, fart. Whatever we wanted," he laughed.

"Dad, I gotta get my own place too," Blake said spinning around to look at Colin and me.

"Why? You do all those things now." Colin grinned. "Especially the farting, and you have your own place. It's called your bedroom. Half the apartments in the city aren't as big as your bedroom."

"Whatever. I'm gonna go visit Troy when he gets his own place."

"Sounds like fun," I said half-heartdly. I know that they'll all move out eventually, but I don't see why they need to. This house has everything they could want.

He told us about some of his parties, and while he never came out and told us exactly who he slept with, he hinted at a lot of names. The coolest thing he went to was a Teen Wolf party where he met people like Dylan O'Brien, the twins Max and Charlie Carver, Tyler Posey and some of the guest stars that had been on the show. I would have loved to have gone to that. I've never met a real life werewolf before. He said he'd also met Colin Ford from the show Under the Dome', Austin North from "I Didn't do it' and Shane Harper from the new show Happyland'. I had to look all of them up, but he was right, I would have loved to meet all of them. He did say he'd never slept with any of them though. Too bad. That would have been a good story to hear about, and listened intently in case he let it slip out who he had actually slept with. The odd line like, `and he was cut with an 8 incher', would have hinted at it nicely. We told him about how we came up with the all naked rule and he asked how it was going.

We had to admit that it wasn't progressing as fast as we thought it would, although James had slowly been giving in to things as he realized he was missing out if he didn't. Plus after a few weeks of seeing naked guys, you kinda start to realize that it's just not that big a deal. The only ones getting boners in public were the kids, but mainly because they didn't know how to control them. Mostly it was just ignored, although when Blake ran past with a full erection and raced up to his room, you couldn't help but wonder what triggered it and how long it would take for him to return back under control. I think he flew past about 6 times a day. If I didn't know better, I'd say the kid was watching porn constantly, but it usually came on randomly. Trust me I know that feeling, although around the house I wasn't getting hard as much as I used to when I had clothes on. I still had to work on keeping myself under control when anyone came over, as my first thought was could I have sex with them, but a quick dip in the pool usually took care of it. Colton and Darren from next door had stopped over a couple times to hang out with Kyle and Blake, and they were quite good at keeping themselves under control as it was normal for them to be naked at their house too. All in all, this seemed like a good experiment and certainly taught all of us a thing or two. I have to admit that my toughest challenge was not thinking of Malcolm sexually. I mean we'd fooled around a couple of times, but so far, at least as far as I knew, no one had popped his anal cherry yet. Each time I saw that cute ass walk away from me, I had to work at keeping myself from boning up. He was the one guy in the house (of legal age) that I hadn't slipped into yet.

Troy was back at school and after a couple weeks of him being home, it was like he'd never been away. I was making out with Colin casually in the media room watching a movie as Jason entered. "Well, when you guys are done, come check this out," he said almost whispering. Because we're guys and curiosity just wasn't something we could ignore, we quickly stood up and followed him down to the pool level. We both had boners, but they were almost down by the time we strolled to the lower level. As we got there, Alex was in the pool with the twins on the edge ready to jump in. One at a time they jumped into his arms giggling as they leapt. Jason nudged me and nodded his head towards the end of the pool where James was climbing out naked. He ran up the length of the deck and jumped in the water after his brothers.

"When did that happen?" I asked looking at Jason.

"Just now. All of a sudden he dumped the towel and has been swimming and running around naked. I have no idea what triggered it, but it's nice to see him so happy. Guess he's finally got the message. We'll tread lightly in case he reverts back again but we might be able to ease up on the all naked rule soon. I still think it's a good idea for him to feel comfortable with nudity, but we don't need to make it unreasonable by making it feel unnatural. We should be a mix of naked and clothed when appropriate, but we'll give it another couple of days to see how it goes. Feel like going swimming?"

Of course I was up for that and Colin and I hit the hot tub first before joining the others in the pool. Kyle and Chance arrived, and strolled down without their clothes holding hands. It was cute to see them together. We hung out for a while swimming and lounging around. Chance fit in great with the family and it was like he'd been around for years. After we were done swimming, James ran upstairs naked, and returned in his underwear as the boys all hung out in the playroom together. What a great day. Kyle had a boyfriend and James had finally started to relax around us.

The month had just flown by and before we knew it we were packing for our trip to England and by the time February 14th rolled around we were ready to go. Colin had given me a giant bouquet of roses for Valentine's Day and I had given him a new chain that he'd mentioned he liked. Nothing over the top, but enough that we recognized the day. Both of us gave Blake a giant box of chocolates and made a crazy point of telling him we loved him. He said we were being gross and stupid, especially when we attacked him from both side and wet his face with kisses. I think he secretly liked it. We told him that he could always give the chocolates back if he didn't want to be affectionately adored by his Dads. He told us we were weird and scampered off to his room with the candy. Something tell me he'll be high on sugar for a week. Our big event today was that we were leaving for England to go to the finale of the Splash TV show. By the time we got there, we'd only have a few hours before the show got under way.

"Come on boys, it's time for the airport," Kyle announced as we finished dragging our luggage to the door. "Do you have your passport, Blake?"

"Yep. I even looked up all the things we can do in England. We have go to the Tower of London so we can see where they chop heads off people, and we can visit the Queen at her house which is a palace. There's also this giant ferris wheel where you can see everything. We just HAVE to go up there, and guess what, you can go in castles and stuff. Why are we leaving in the afternoon, we're not gonna see anything when it gets dark."

"We're leaving at 4 so that we arrive in the morning and have the whole day to find the hotel and get oriented," Colin explained.

"How long does it take to get there?" Blake asked.

"About 8 hours."

He did the math on his hands and looked at us. "So we get there at midnight?"

"Midnight our time, but it'll be 8am on England. They're 8 hours ahead of us."

"So it's already tomorrow there?" He asked.

"Yep."

"Whoa. So they already know what's going to happen today? That's so cool. We could call and see what the winning lottery numbers are. We could make a fortune."

"Not exactly. They're ahead of us not in actual time?"

"Huh? So is it tomorrow there or not?" He said crossing his arms. "You guys gotta figure this out before you try to confuse me. I'm just a kid ya know."

"Yes, it's tomorrow there. But they can't see the future over here to be able to tell us," I tried to explain.

"What? So they don't have the internet?"

"Yes, they have the internet. But when it's 8am there and midnight here, it's exactly the same time. And when it's 8am tomorrow here, it's 4pm over there, but it's exactly the moment in time."

"I don't get it."

How the hell do you explain that time thing to a kid? Like an adult would... "Just trust me," I said.

The flight was long and we took a nap for part of it. Blake hung out in the cockpit with the pilots and then played video games. We arrived in London where we cleared customs quickly and took a shuttle out to the rental cars. We thought about hiring a limousine, but Colin said it would be more fun to drive where we wanted to go.

"Hey, these cars also have the steering wheel in the wrong side," Blake observed as he climbed in the back seat. "What type of car is this?"

"It's an Audi A5," Colin told him.

"Meh, it's okay. I like our cars better," he said as he strapped in. We headed out onto the road and he yelled at us from the back seat. "Dad! You're on the wrong side of the road!"

"No, they drive on the left over here, remember," Colin replied. "And don't yell like that back there. You scared the shit out of me."

"Why don't they drive on the right side of the road like normal people?"

"No idea, but I read it had a lot to do with ancient times where everyone stayed left and when they were on horses it was easier to reach out to shake someone's hand with your right hand, or stab them with your sword if they were an enemy, and still be able to hold onto the reigns of a horse," Colin explained. Blake looked at his hands and then made a sword motion.

"Cool. We should get a horse so I can try that," he said smiling. "So how come we drive on the other side then?"

"No idea. Maybe America started it as a way to show Britain that they weren't going to follow their rules or something."

"That makes sense," Blake said as he sat sideways to look out the window at the passing country. "Their license plates are weird too."

"How about if we just say things are different and not weird while we're here okay?"

"You got it boss," Blake said patting Colin on the shoulder. We made our way out onto the M1 motorway and headed north towards Luton.

"Keep your eye out for the sign to Luton," Colin told us. "It'll be about a half hour drive. We need the M25 first and then the M1."

"I don't see any horses Dad," Blake complained. "I thought they all had horses and armor like you see on TV."

"In the old days they did, but now they live like we do."

"That sucks. I wanted to see a knight in some armor."

"Just look at Colin," I remarked. "He's my knight in shining armor."

"God, stop the car, I'm gonna hurl," Blake said as he stuck his finger in his mouth. "Why do they have M's on their road numbers?"

"It stands for motorway. Like we have Freeways, the British have Motorways."

"Oh jolly good ole chap. Let's get out on the motorway and find Luton my good man," Blake said in a British accent. We laughed and Colin reminded him not to do that in public or people could think he was making fun of them. "When do we get to meet Tom Daley? Do you think he'll let me dive with him or anything? I brought my speedos just in case."

"Our VIP passes are for the show and the meet and greet afterward. Remember, he's a celebrity and probably won't just hang out with us. I'm sure there will be a lot of people wanting to meet him, but we'll at least try to get you an autograph," I said while secretly picturing Tom in my bed with me buried deep in him while I gagged him with those tiny speedos. I'd pay extra for the super slutty VIP tickets for that. He was so cute. I can't believe that he was only 19 and had done so much. He had been a diving star since he was a little kid. Could you imagine a young Daley in the change room with all those hot divers? No wonder the boy is gay. He'd probably seen more dick by puberty than most guys see their whole lives. I began to wonder how much it would cost to spend a day with him.

"Whoa, look how skinny that truck is!" Blake said pointing out the window.

"It's for some of the back roads. England is an old country with very small roads once you get off the Motorways," I explained. "They need narrower vehicles or they wouldn't be able to pass each other. Plus over here, trucks are called Lorries."

Blake giggled. "Lauries? What are their cars called, `Bobs'?"

"L.o.r.r.y," I said spelling it out for him.

"Why not just call it a truck?"

"How would I know? Do I look like Wikipedia to you?" I replied.

"Just gay-opedia," he said sarcastically. "What other weird...uhhh different stuff do they do?" he asked.

"I thought you looked it up before we came," I said somewhat sarcastically.

"Just the cool stuff, like castles and knights and Robin Hood, not that they called their trucks girl names."

"Well, their money isn't dollars, it's pounds and a pound is like a dollar fifty to us."

"So if I have to pay for something, I have to weigh it and then give them that amount of money?" he asked looking at me blinking.

"No," I laughed. "Pound doesn't refer to a weight, it's an amount of money. Their change is called pence and their dollars are pounds. If you go over to Europe, they use Euros."

"So can we get some pounds? But not too many. I didn't bring a belt and it might end up pulling my pants down if it's too heavy."

"Sure, but again, not a weight, just money. It doesn't weigh any more than ours."

"Okay. What else do they do different?"

"Their gas is called Petrol and in a car the hood is called the bonnet and the trunk is the boot."

"That's so funny," he laughed. Oh, let me look under your bonnet and put my boots in your boot. What else?"

"Probably just a lot of different words for things that might come up. If you don't understand something, just ask and I'll try to explain it if I know."

"There's a sign for Luton Dad. You need to be in the left lane. It says M1 The North Luton and an airport sign."

The rest of the way Blake kept an eye out for the signs and before long we had taken the A1081 exit to Luton and then hit a roundabout to take us to the A505. Next stop. Luton. We saw the sign for the hotel and knew we were close. We were staying at the Luton Hoo Hotel, and as we passed through the gates, Blake wasn't the only one impressed. It was a huge mansion on a massive estate.

"We're staying in a castle?" Blake said bouncing around excitedly.

"It's only a mansion estate," Colin corrected.

ONLY a mansion estate. Most people stay at the Holiday Inn. We were staying at an `estate'. The grand foyer was insane with a spiral staircase, and our room was like a full size house with a living room and décor that was right out of the old world. I almost didn't want to touch anything it was so stunning.

We explored the mansion and the grounds and I could just imagine that somewhere back in history a Lord or something owned it and had a bunch of minions running around to do his bidding. It was the coolest place I'd ever seen. We had a lot of jet lag, so we hit the bed for a few hours sleep before the show, which began at 7:20pm. Not 7:30... 7:20. Weird. Oh sorry...different! I don't know why we get a room with two beds as Blake seems to just sleep with us. So if you're planning on having sex on a vacation with Blake around, you should probably do it all before you go as there's no chance of it while you're away. After our naps we showered and dressed and headed out for the sports arena, which wasn't far up the road. As we arrived it was incredibly busy with traffic backed up for what seemed like kilometres. We may have VIP passes, but they forgot to include anything for the car with them and we ended up parking quite a distance away. It might have been smarter to take a cab. As we entered and presented our tickets, we were handed off to an usher who took us to the VIP section up front, close to what appeared to be the stage, and told that after the show just to wait in our seats when someone would come and get us. The announcer gave us the rules of what was about to happen and that some of the taped segments would be on the monitors. It was a live performance so we had to cheer loud and show excitement. I doubted that would be a problem as I was already excited. They did advise us to be quiet as the divers took to the platforms as any sudden yells or cheers could distract their concentration.

The whole complex was bathed in blue light, cameras everywhere and giant monitors to see all the action. There was a judge's desk and several cameras set up around it. As the lights went down and the music began, we watched the monitor for the opening credits. Then the entire complex lit up again and the song "Final Countdown" began to play and divers began to leap off the platforms dressed in blue and gold speedos. Now I was sitting up and paying attention. I like this kind of show. The announcer introduced the celebrities, although I'd never hear of any of them. The first one out was a little kid who looked about Blake's age by the name of Perri Kiely, then Keith Duffy from Boyzone (probably a gay club somewhere), and a seriously hot guy named Dan Osborne that they said was from Towie. I'd have to look up where that town was and go over to his house and give him a jolly good shagging. That's my Britishness coming out. The last celebrity out was a Paralympian Richard Whitehead, who had two artificial legs.

The divers continued leaping and twisting and spiralling off the high boards and neither Blake nor myself could stop watching them, although I suspect for entirely different reasons. I was hoping they would have those underwater cameras to catch wardrobe malfunctions. We were sitting almost right in front of the announcers, and as soon as they finished their opening speech, the cameras and the entire audience looked up at the 10 metre platform as Tom Daley was introduced. I had goose bumps and felt a shiver run through my entire body. He was right here. Right in the same building and I think I was having a little schoolgirl crush. He approached the edge of the platform with everyone screaming loudly. He got into a handstand and the room went almost silent. I gave a loud wolf whistle as seeing him in those tiny black speedos was making less space in my own shorts. I'm pretty sure it was loud enough for the entire arena to hear. He made his dive and I think I held my breath waiting for him to resurface as the crowd went wild. I could see why he was such a celebrity. The dive was perfect and he was cute on top of it. Tom swam the length of the pool and I realized he was coming right towards us. I think I felt myself beginning to pass out knowing he would be licking distance from us. He hauled himself out of the pool, adjusted his package and stood between the announcers. He was tiny compared to them. I always thought he was taller. They bantered back and forth before the male announcer pushed him in the water. I almost went over to see if I could offer mouth to mouth resuscitation to Tom, but he swam away casually. Too bad. I'm a certified mouth to mouth expert. I wrote the certification certificate myself so I know it's valid.

Blake leaned over to me. "Are they speaking English?" He asked.

"Yes, but it's British English, so they have a strong accent. Just listen carefully."

The first diver they announced was the little kid from `Diversity'. Colin had his phone out trying to find out about him. He'd won Britain's Got Talent TV show and was a dancer. Turns out he was 18. No way I believed that. He was tiny. Blake was bigger than Perri. The kid did a sommersault dive and got a perfect score from the judges. He was followed by Keith Duffy whose dive was also pretty good, but the judges didn't give him quite as good a score. I tried to imagine me doing those and couldn't believe they'd all learned to dive in just a few weeks time. It would take me years and then they would probably have to push me off the high platforms. Then it was Richard Whitehead.

Blake nudged me. "He doesn't have any legs. How's he gonna dive?" he whispered. I shrugged as I couldn't imagine it. As he made his way to the tower they showed some of his past dives and I was stunned. This guy was incredible and I found myself on the edge of my seat as I watched him get into position and do his handstand somersault dive from the second highest tower. Christ I couldn't do that with two legs. Un-fucking believable. Next up was Dan Osborne and he was by far the hottest of the four guys. As he dropped his gold robe, he revealed the smallest shiniest pair of silver trunks that I've ever seen. As he ran past, Blake put his hand out and got him to slap it on his way to the diving boards. I wanted to take hold of his package as he ran past. Damn, this guy was fine. He said on the video they showed that he was `more than a pretty pair of trunks', and I had to agree with that. He should take those trunks off and dive naked. He'd win everything. His dive was from a springboard and it didn't seem that good compared to the others but the judges complimented him for diving head first. I thought that's how you dove, otherwise isn't it just jumping? Even I could jump off a board, but I don't care how Dan did it. I'd watch him jump and dive for hours with that body. If that's what the guys are like in Towie, I'm going there for sure.

After a short break, it was time for the syncro swimming with Tom. I watched carefully as Perri and Tom dove, and it looked great to me. They must have thought so too, as they high fived each other as they resurfaced. The two guys stood there listening to the judges, and I was staring at Tom only a short distance away. He had the perfect pecs and an enticing treasure trail disappearing into his little black speedos. I followed it all the way down and almost missed what they were saying as I imagined being on that trail. He pissed me off though, as he kept his hands crossed in front of his crotch as he stood there. I smiled as I saw his fingers occasionally touch his package to adjust it. I would volunteer for that service if he ever needed a personal assistant. The rest of the guys dived and when Dan and Tom stood side by side and posed in front of the judges, I took a picture that I could use if they ever outlaw porn. As we waited patiently for the results of the live voting, they had a final diving show to a sort of mashup song of Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friend' and Madonna's Material Girl'.

"They're diving in their clothes," Blake pointed out as the divers leapt off the towers again. It was a good show and I had to admit that the divers were impressive, but it would have been much better in just speedos than fully clothed. At least that's my opinion. The results were finally in and while Dan was fourth, first in my books as to who I'd go to bed with (after Tom), Perri won the whole thing. I had to admit he was the best diver, so it was a well deserved win. As the show ended and everyone disappeared, we sat in in our seats until someone came to get us. She took us to a large room where a reception had been set out and a ton of people were mingling around. We were probably going to have to kill a few of them to be able to get close to Tom. As far as I could tell, most of the people there were family or friends of the celebrities or the show's cast. I'm sure there were a few others that had purchased special tickets, but it was quite the after party. One by one each of the celebrities arrived in the room, and as each one entered people applauded. My heart almost stopped beating when Dan arrived. I was a little disappointed that he wasn't still in his silver speedos, but he does have a killer smile. I did find out by talking to someone near me that what I thought was his home town was actually just an acronym for a TV show. T.O.W.I.E. was the acronym for the reality show called The Only Way is Essex', and I felt stupid not knowing that, as Joey Essex from that show was one of my favorite English people. I'd seen him on I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here', and two episodes of Educating Joey Essex.' He was so silly and as dumb as a post, but had a killer body and a great heart. In his own words, he was ream'. Still have no idea what that means, but if Essex boys were that hot, we're making a side trip there before we leave. I'd ream all of them...

I saw Tom arrive and he received the loudest applause of all and was immediately greeted by everyone telling him what a great show it was. He was polite and congenial as he made his way through the crowd. I didn't think I'd survive the anxiety to actually meet him. Blake wasn't going to wait to meet his hero and pushed through everyone to stand in front of him.

"Hi Tom. I'm Blake. Blake Worthington-Masters from Vancouver Canada. I'm taking diving at home and I think you're the best diver in the world."

"Hi Blake. Thanks for the massive compliment. How long have you been diving?"

"Not long. About a year, and I'm getting pretty good at it, but still would like to learn more. If I ever got as good as you, I'd want to go to the Olympics too. Maybe I could dive with you then." He was talking so fast and loud that I'm sure Tom was having trouble understanding him.

"Blake. Talk slower and take a deep breath. You'll hyperventilate," I said as we got up to him and put my hand around his shoulder. "Sorry about that Tom. He's been dying to meet you since we left home yesterday."

"No problem. I think it's brilliant that you're learning to dive."

"Yeah, see Dad. Tom thinks it's brilliant. Tom, these are my Dads. Colin and Justin."

"Nice to meet you," he said shaking our hands and looking us right in the eye. He may only be 19 but he sure acts a lot older, which I suppose came from all his celebrity status. He fist bumped Blake who grinned with pride. "Not to sound inappropriate or anything, but you don't look old enough to have a son Blake's age."

"We're not," I assured him. "It's a long story, but we adopted him. We went out for a puppy and came home with him instead. I'm still re-thinking the puppy." Blake whacked me in the nuts and I tried not to double up in pain.

"He's just kidding. I'm the best kid ever, and I have a huge personality." I put him in a headlock and held him as he squirmed around. "Help! Save me Tom!"

"I think you're on your own for that one mate. Are you married?" He asked turning his interest to us.

"No, I'm only 12," he giggled, replying before we did.

"Yep," I said holding up my ring finger, ignoring my son.

"That's wicked. Gay marriage will be legal next month here finally. Canada has had it for a while haven't they?"

"Since 2003," I acknowledged.

"I'm not getting married," Blake announced. "I'm gonna remain a bachelor and just have lots of girlfriends or boyfriends."

"So what's it like having two Dads, Blake?" Tom said seeming to ignore the fact that Blake may have just told him that he was bisexual. Probably brushed it off to kids being kids.

"Fun. We live in a big house full of guys and we just get to be dudes all the time. No girls to worry about. We can be naked whenever we want and if we get a bone..."

"That'll do, Blake," I said quickly. "Tom doesn't need to hear inappropriate personal details. Remember what we said about the right type of conversation in public."

"Yep. No whipping my dick out or talking about erections or sex, right?"

"Right. Way to not talk about it," I said rubbing his head.

"That's okay. I'm used to it. I spend most of my time in locker rooms around guys, so I've heard it all before, even before I was your age," Tom smiled.

"Can I ask you a question, Tom?"

"Sure, fire away," he smiled as he looked at both Colin and me while paying attention to Blake.

"When you dive from the 10 metre platform, do you ever lose your shorts when you hit the water?"

"Sure. It happens a few times," he admitted with a grin.

"How do you stop it from happening? One time they went right down to my knees and I almost couldn't get them back up before I surfaced."

Tom laughed. "Been there, mate. A couple of things to remember. First it's no big deal, just something that happens from time to time when you dive, and it happens to all guys. The other is to wear smaller speedos and make sure they're pulled tight. The less fabric to catch the water, the less likely you'll have your budgie smugglers coming off."

"Budgie smugglers?" Blake asked looking up at him with interest.

"That's what you call the Speedos. It looks like you're smuggling a budgie in them when they're pulled tight."

"That's hilarious," Blake grinned. "I brought a pair of budgie smugglers with me in case my Dads took me diving while we were here. Do you think they'd let me try diving in this pool where you were?"

"Probably not for a few days until they tear down the set, but if you have time tomorrow morning, I'll be here around 9 and could arrange to let you in if you're interested. Do you guys dive as well?" He offered looking at Colin and me.

"Nah, they're both pussies," Blake said bluntly. "Only us men can handle diving."

"Well if you come around at 9am, I'm sure I could arrange for you to do a few dives."

"That's epic. Thanks Tom!" Blake said as he hugged him tight. "Dad, did you hear? Tom's gonna let me dive tomorrow. You wanna dive with me, Tom? I can show you what I know. Maybe we could do one of those dives together. That would be sweet. My Dads could make a video of it and I'd be super famous at home. Did you know I'm on a TV show? I play the trouble maker."

"Sound like it might be fun. We'll see how the day goes," he smiled. "You'll have to tell me about the TV show. Maybe I've seen you in it already."

Blake leapt around excitedly, thanked Tom and ran off to get food. "Thanks Tom. That's really nice of you. He really idolizes you," Colin said politely.

"If he's passionate about diving, I'd love to help him. You guys should try a few dives too. I think you'd have fun."

"Only if I get to go from the smallest board," I said with a grin.

"If I can get the celebrities to do it from the 10 metre, I'm sure we can get you up there too," he reasoned.

"You couldn't get me up there if you offered a day of wild sex, and hauled me up with a crane," I said quietly.

Tom blushed and I thought I'd blown it for sure. "Sounds like a challenge to me. I have to go mingle with everyone. It was great meeting you and I hope I'll see you tomorrow." He shook our hands again and I noticed him checking us out. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but in my mind he had already undressed us with his eyes. I hit myself on the forehead and said stupid, stupid, stupid,' using my internal voice. A wild day of sex'. What was I thinking? We went over to congratulate the other guys and spent the next couple of hours mingling. The highlight by far was talking to Tom, and I saw Blake take a few other opportunities to talk to him throughout the reception. By the time we left Blake was talking like Tom had been his friend for years. It was late and we crashed out hard when we got back to the hotel. As always, our active junior family member was the one to wake us up.

"Come on Dads! We have to go. We gotta get to the pool. Come ON!!" Blake said as bounced out of bed and began running all over the suite like a man possessed. I thought we'd overslept until I looked at the clock.

"Dude, relax. We're not going to meet him until 9. It's like 6 am. Come back to bed," Colin told him, but I had to admit, I was just about as excited. Although I certainly wasn't looking forward to diving myself.

"Are you kidding? Who can sleep? We have to shower and shave and get ready to go diving with Tom. Dudes, this is gonna be epic."

"Shave? Since when do you shave?" I asked trying to bury my face into the pillows.

"You know. Shave down there," he said pointing to his crotch. "I asked Tom about it yesterday and he said it was a good idea to trim hair so it didn't stick out of the top of the trunks. He said the cameras see everything when you're in a competition, so I have to make sure everything is perfect if I'm gonna dive with Tom. People might take pictures and I can't have hair sticking out. I'm still not gonna get rid of it all like you guys, but maybe you could help me trim them properly?" Great, most Dads get to help their kids shave their faces, we were going to help ours shave his pubes.

"You want this one?" I asked Colin.

"It's all yours Dad," he grinned as he left me to get up and help Blake. I got my body trimmer out as I figured it was a better choice than the multi-blade razor for our faces.

"Okay, I'll show you how it works and then you can do it yourself, okay?" He nodded and pulled his underwear off. "You could just leave them on and lower the front a little since you're not doing everything," I suggested.

"Why? This is easier. Not like you haven't seen me without clothes before Dad." I showed him how the trimmer worked and although I didn't have any hair above my own crotch, I showed him how to run it over the skin. I had put the number two trimmer on as I figured that would be short enough. He didn't have any leg hair or any really visible on his balls. It was mainly above his dick where he needed to concentrate. He took the first swipe and looked at it. Then ran his finger through it. "Like that?" He asked.

"Perfect. Now just do the rest."

He trimmed it all as he stood over the toilet to make sure we didn't make a mess on the floor. Once he was done he asked how it looked. Seemed fine to me as he still had some hair, but not long straggly ones. He grabbed his Speedo and pulled it on and looked at it.

"I think I can still see some above the top. How do I shave that bit smooth?"

"That's a little trickier. You need the real razor and shaving cream."

"Can you help me with that?"

I was nervous to take a razor to him, but even more nervous to give him a five blade razor to do it himself. Oh well, I guess this is part of being a Dad. Plus it's not like I hadn't shaved lots of guys before. Although almost all of those ended up being sucked and boned when I was done.

"Okay, first thing that we should do it to warm your hair to make it softer." I said as I started the shower and got the water nice and warm. I had him get in and run the water over his hair for a minute while I got things ready. I told him to stand at the edge of the tub and sprayed shaving cream into my hand showing him just how little he needed. Then I applied it carefully to about the top inch of pubes. He was paying close attention.

"Best way to do this it to go up at first instead of across and do it slowly to get the best cut. If you do it too fast, it won't shave as well. Then rinse the razor and do the next swipe."

"Can you show me first?" He asked. I had him hold his skin tight as I knelt down in front of him. If anyone had come into the bathroom now, this would give all sorts of wrong impressions. I made the first trim at the side of his shortened pubes and then rinsed the razor. I handed it to him and showed him where to put it to start. He pulled it upward at about the same speed I did, and then looked closely before running the razor under the water. He did the next couple of swipes, and as he did it I think he let his imagination wander as he got erect as he did it. Once he was done, he asked me to check and I pointed out a few places he'd missed as I got close to have a look. He giggled and moved his erect penis to touch my lips. I backed off quickly.

"Nice try Blake, but I'm not sucking your dick."

"You almost did," he grinned as he removed the last few hairs and then looked at himself. "That's looks pretty good huh?"

"Yep. I'd say you have it perfect."

"I'm gonna finish taking a shower and I probably have to take care of this or it's never gonna fit in my swim suit," he said as he waved it around playfully.

"I'll leave you to it buddy," I said as I turned to leave. He pulled the curtain closed and I headed back to bed with Colin. I slipped under the covers and gave him one hell of a blowjob before cuddling up with him. I left my own boner alone. I'd have Tom take care of that later...in my mind anyway.

We had breakfast in the main restaurant which was some of the best food I'd ever eaten, then we quickly stopped by the gift shop to get Colin and me a pair of swim shorts applicable for diving. I didn't think I'd look very cool leaping off the springboard in my board shorts, although ironically they were named appropriately. Blake said he needed a new pair too and he wanted some that were one size too small like Tom had suggested. He chose a white pair at first until I told him that they would probably be see thru when wet, so went with a green/blue pair instead. I might pick up the white ones for one of our parties.

We drove over to the pool, which this time had no traffic and no difficulty for parking. We got to the front door which was locked, but a security guard came up as we approached. We explained why we were there and he radioed someone, and quickly let us in. It was eerily quiet except for some workmen dismantling the set from last night's show.

It was only a couple minutes before Tom arrived and said hi to all of us and suggested we hit the locker room. I almost couldn't breathe thinking I was about to not only get naked in front of this hot guy, but that he was hopefully going to get naked in front of me. In the change room, Blake was the first to get his clothes off and into his swim suit. Then he watched Tom change.

"Hey, how do you make it so that your penis isn't visible if something happens when you're only in a swim suit?" I love the fact he just asks whatever's on his mind without filtering it.

"Once you've done this a while, you don't have to worry about it. You get used to walking around in almost nothing. When I was a kid, I didn't have as much control, so here's what I learned from my mentors. Push your penis down and then pull up your trunks. Right now you have it up and to the side. If things happen, it rapidly becomes visible that way."

"Like how?" He asked looking at Tom. Without hesitating, Tom pulled his Speedos down and showed Blake how to line his dick up between his balls and then push the package down into the trunks. We all watched as Blake mimicked the lesson. If they kept doing that, no amount of tucking was going to help my junk. I would probably need board shorts instead of speedos. I was trying to think of a question to have him turn around and show me his ass, but I couldn't think of anything that would get him to lower his shorts. I figured `do you shave your ass for diving?' might be a little obvious and would probably just get a yes or no. With all of us dressed, if you can call half an inch of fabric really being dressed, we headed out to the pool deck with Blake more excited than I'd seen him in a long time. I guess it's only fair. He was about to get a diving lesson from an Olympic medal winner. "You wanna go up top, Tom?" Blake asked quickly.

I think I may have cum a little in my shorts. Top, bottom, it was all good with me.

"Let's start on the springboard and show me what you can do first."

I was good with that and after Blake dove, I pulled my balls out of my ass and manned up as I actually dove head first into the water. I thought I did good but from the laughing that Blake was doing, I think I probably looked like an epileptic having a seizure, and from the splash I made, I think they had to fill the pool up before anyone else dove. Colin surprised me as he did a great dive and then swam effortlessly to the side and climbed out. I gave him a big hug. Tom and Blake went to the springboard next and Blake showed his best dive by doing a somersault. I made sure to video it on my camera. He was impressive for someone that had only been diving a year. Then I videoed Tom's dive where he did a tight forward dive bending in half and hitting the water almost without a ripple. No wonder he was the best. Tom took Blake back to the board and showed him a couple of moves and they practiced next to each other on the two springboards. Blake never stopped grinning. Not once. Both Colin I were listening to Tom closely as well, but the lessons were really for Blake. I had to admit that the first time I made a dive properly, you could feel it as you hit the water properly. It was so smooth, like diving into jello. As we went towards the board for the last dive before moving up higher, Tom grinned and took hold of my package. "Just helping adjust it for you before you dive," he teased. "Make sure it's always in the proper place or it could be embarrassing."

"Not as embarrassing as having the boner that you're giving me. Now when I dive I'm gonna be so hard the thing will snap off when I hit the water."

"Probably, but at least if that happens, you don't have to worry about future erections," he teased as he slapped my ass. I dove and fortunately my dick was still attached when I surfaced. Colin and I stood and watched as Tom taught Blake how to do a synchronized dive. It wasn't even close to perfect, but from the excitement on Blake's face when they surfaced, you'd think they had just won gold medals. He's a happy kid at most times, but this was bordering on euphoria. It was time to up the lessons a bit and Tom suggested we try going higher. The only type of higher I would be interested in might be to get stoned. I certainly wasn't interested in climbing 3000 feet into the air to leap to my death. Tom turned on some water jets which he explained made the water ripple so you could see the surface as you dove. I had no idea they did that. I just figured they knew where the water was. Pool, water, should be easy to figure out. Maybe divers weren't that smart though, probably from all the blows to the head, like boxers.

As we all headed up the stairs to the first platform, I didn't realize just how much higher up it was. As I followed Tom up, he looked back and grinned and then lowered the back of his shorts to wiggle his ass at me. "Consider it a reward for attempting the tower," he smirked. I wonder what the reward will be for the 10 metre tower. I'd demand the reward first before plummeting to my death.

I had to go first as I don't think they'd believe I'd go if I was last. No way I was diving head first though. Colin followed me after I jumped, and he dove. Tom went next and it was like poetry in motion. We all stood and watched with the camera rolling as Blake came to the end, looked at the water, then stepped back and ran and jumped up to do a somersault dive. It wasn't perfect, but it was pretty good and Tom complimented him, following it with advice on the dive. Next we were off to the 7.5 metre tower. I better get a blowjob for this one. I walked to the edge and looked over and almost felt faint as I stared at the water below. I had to step back so I didn't fall off. Colin went first and jumped. I guess we'd surpassed the height that he was comfortable diving from. I went next and felt almost sick as I stood at the edge. I closed my eyes and jumped. I think I felt my stomach move into my throat. When I hit the water two things happened, I sank like a rock and thought I might not make it back up before I drowned, and I think someone took a baseball bat to my balls as I hit the water. I surfaced eventually and swam to the edge and pulled myself on deck. I immediately looked into my shorts to see if my balls had come loose or something. I was in a lot of pain and wondered if I'd ever be able to use it again. No way I'm making babies, that's for sure. Tom went next and did some somersault spiral thing. Now he was just showing off. Blake had been lying at the side of the platform watching the entire dive. He went last and did a basic dive, but again I was impressed at how good it was.

"Who's ready for the 10 metre?" Tom asked once we were all on deck, and he had given Blake a pat on the back and told him about his dive.

"Not me," I said. "That last dive just about slammed my balls up into my stomach."

"You gotta land completely vertical and above all keep your legs together. Prevents getting smacked in the boys when you enter the water."

"Great! Now I get the advice," I said still wondering if my balls could handle another major smackdown.

Tom stood in front of me and pulled the front of my trunks out and looked in. "No bleeding and everything looks attached. You'll live."

"What do I get if I jump off the 10 metre tower?" I said as we stood at the platform watching the other two climb.

Tom whispered in my ear. "Remember your challenge? You make a leap off the 10 metre platform and I could hang out a little longer. Maybe we could get to know each other better," he grinned as he lowered the front of his shorts and adjusted himself making sure I got a good look at his package. Oh sure, tease me while I'm wearing small all revealing Speedos. Or what did Tom call them? Pigeon smugglers or something. I never have my video camera rolling at the right time. A shot like that would have been good for those times I need quick relief. We climbed and he stopped a few times. I ended up with my face almost in his ass on more than one occasion. On the final set of stairs, I made a point of pushing my face into his ass and he reached around and put his hand on my hair and pulled me tighter against him. It was only briefly, but enough to make me semi erect. As we got on the platform, Colin and Blake were lying down looking over the edge. Tom reached back without looking and shoved his hand into my shorts to cup my cock and balls. I almost went instantly hard and I think I partially blacked out with excitement. He removed his hand after only a few seconds and I adjusted my boner along the side of my shorts. It probably could be seen from space it was so obvious. Tom and I joined the other two and lay beside them looking over the edge. Tom ran his foot up and down my lower leg and I think I began humping the platform. I reached over and slid my hand inside his shorts to slide a finger down his crack. The other two were oblivious. If they hadn't been there, I would have yanked his shorts off and mounted him right there on the tower. Talk about a fitting place to do an Olympic diver.

"So have you made a dive from this height, Blake?" Tom asked as I quickly removed my hand.

"Sure, all the time," he said confidently.

"You're a pretty tough little lad aren't you? Justin, Colin. Have either of you gone off this height?"

"I'm getting close to going off now," I admitted with a grin, but I think he was probably talking about diving.

It pretty much went without saying that neither of us had jumped from this height before, and from looking down to the water I was pretty sure that if Tom had offered a week of non-stop sex with him on video with three of his friends, I still might not jump. I had no idea it was this high. "I honestly don't think I can do this," I admitted to the guys.

"Come on Dad. It's no big deal. If I can do it, you can do it. My coach said that the best way to do it is to look straight ahead and just before you hit the water, put your hands in front of your crotch to protect it. Once you do it once it's easy. I almost pooped myself the first time."

"I can vouch for that," Tom said. "You can do it Justin. Just think of the rewards when you accomplish it."

I was only thinking of the rewards if Tom and I stayed on the platform by ourselves. I stood at the edge and I think something of a cross between fear and panic set in. I looked back at the three guys and they were all encouraging me. I supposed if I can do naked bungee jumping I can do this, but it just felt different. With a bungee I knew I would be coming back up before I hit water. With this I'd just keep going until I hit the bottom of the pool and broke both my legs. We all stood up and backup away from the edge. I was going to go first so I took a deep breath and walked to the edge and looked down. God that was far. I felt dizzy. This must be what vertigo feels like. Remembering Blake's advice, I stared straight ahead, covered my junk and jumped. On my way down, I wondered if I might have time to make a snack before I died. I hit the water hard but surprisingly it wasn't that much different than jumping from the 7.5 metre. When I surfaced the guys cheered, whistled and hollered at me. I was kinda proud of myself. Colin jumped next and got the same cheering and applause. Then Blake and Tom stood side by side and seemed to be having a conversation. Blake kept nodding and grinning and looking over the side. I could faintly hear Tom saying something and Blake responding and then they jumped together. They did the splits quickly after leaving the platform and then put their legs back together and hands over their crotches. I had a video of everything and I know Blake would be showing all his friends at home. Thankfully no one had thought to record my dives or it could be on one of those funniest home video shows. We thanked Tom for taking time to dive with us and no one was more appreciative than Blake. He gave Tom a big hug and I made sure to video it.

"Would you like to join us for lunch, Tom?" Blake asked.

"Sure, I have time and I could eat."

Back in the locker room, Tom dropped his Speedos and grabbed a towel to head for the shower. Blake got out of his shorts with lightning speed and ran after him. Colin and I followed. As we showered, I watched as Tom pulled his foreskin back and washed around the head and then did his ass crack. "You have the same skin on your penis as my little brothers," Blake told him. "Doesn't it hurt to pull it back like that?"

"No. But you have to do it to get it clean," Tom told him without hesitation.

"It looks like a turtle poking out when you pull the skin back," Blake said as he reached over and took hold of Tom's penis and pulled the skin back. Then he pulled it forward and giggled as the head disappeared. "I wish mine did that." He did it again.

"Blake, stop jerking Tom off and finish your shower," I told him as I headed closer to pull him away if needed.

"I'm not jerking him off. I'm just seeing how his skin works. Parents! They don't know anything," he said with exasperation as he looked up at Tom. But to his credit he did let go.

"Sorry about that. We're still working on the whole privacy and boundaries thing," I said to Tom.

"Don't worry about it. Curiosity is good. Probably how I learned when I was younger." It looked like Blake's hand on his junk had had an effect on Tom as he was half hard. The same couldn't be said for Blake who was fully erect and actively jerking himself off with the soap under the shower head. I think we all looked as he did it, even though we probably shouldn't have. It just encourages him. He looked back and smiled. "Yeah, that's right I have a big dick and I know how to use it."

"Well use it in private. No one needs to see you whackin' off," I told him. With all the sexual tension in the air, I was beginning to chub up now, and Tom was well on his way to hard. He wasn't as big as Blake, probably 6½", but he ignored it, quickly finished showering and went back to the locker room. Blake stopped what he was doing immediately and ran after his idol. I don't know if I could just stop mid wank like that.

"Maybe therapy would do him some good," I said looking at Colin, who just grinned at me.

"Maybe you could both go," he teased as he took hold of my erection. The only therapy I really needed was to fuck someone right now. Colin stood up against me and put our dicks together as he kissed me. I looked over to see if anyone could see us, but we had our privacy. He jerked us off together and it wasn't long before we were both shooting our loads. That should help keep me under control during lunch. We paused a few minutes under the water until we were recovered enough to head to the change room. Tom and Blake were still naked sitting side by side on the bench looking at pictures on Tom's phone. Blake still had a full erection and had his hand on it absentmindedly.

"Guess what? Tom and me swapped phone numbers and I invited him to Vancouver," Blake beamed.

"That would be fun. You could meet the rest of the family and it would be our turn to host," I smiled as I got my clothes out of the locker. "But are you sure you want him having your phone number? When the One Direction guys gave out their phone number, I think they got a daily call or text updating them on what was going on."

"Nuh uh! That was Cory. I'd only call when something important was happening? I have their phone numbers too but I never called them. Check my phone if you don't believe me," he said handing up his phone. I just smiled and told him I believed him. Tom pulled out his phone and looked through it before showing Blake, who grinned wide and then checked his own phone. "Cool!"

Tom made a call. "Hey Liam. Tom... no just up in Luton finishing Splash. Sitting here with someone you might know. Thought you'd like to say hello." He handed the phone to Blake.

"Hi Liam it's Blake Worthington-Masters from Vancouver," he announced. There was a pause before Blake spoke again. "Yeah, me and my Dad's came to see the Splash show and I got to dive with Tom today. We're just sitting in the locker room looking through some pictures..." Blake laughed as Liam talked. "We're going to the Tower of London after this to see where they cut people's heads off. Is there lots of blood and stuff?... that sucks. Where are you guys right now?...Cool, you should meet us and we can go do stuff... Okay, here's Tom."

He handed the phone back to him and looked at me. "They're all in London waiting for the Brit Awards or something next week. Can we hang out with them?"

"I'm sure we'll have time to at least say hi," Colin admitted.

"What else did he say to you?" I asked curiously.

"Nothing. He just asked how long we were staying."

Tom had wandered away to talk to Liam for a minute, but once he hung up, I looked at him. "Didn't you and Liam used to go out?"

"We had a bromance together and were comfortable around each other," he grinned. Great, now I was picturing Liam and Tom together, and because I'd been with Liam, I felt like I'd already been with them both. Tom grabbed his things from his locker, turned and put his foot on the bench, and bent over to dry his lower legs. I could see right into his ass and I almost went fully hard again thinking about what it would be like to slide into that. I was so close to licking my finger and pushing it into him that I felt myself breaking out in a sweat. I jumped into my shorts and pants, almost tripping as I scrambled to get in them before something else happened. Blake was actively staring at Tom and not even remotely trying to hide the fact he was checking him out. I put stuff in my bag and heard a camera go off. I turned to see Blake with his phone taking a nude pic of Tom. I quickly grabbed it away and took a look. It was actually a good picture.

"Hey! Give me my phone back. I wanted a picture of Tom," he complained.

"I'm sure you can take a few more with him like you've been doing all morning, but you can't take nude pics of someone without their permission. That's illegal and you could go to jail, buddy."

"Tom, can I keep this picture of you?" Blake asked ignoring me and staring at his hero.

"Sorry, I can't let a nude pic of me be out there that I don't have control over. I mean my boyfriend has a lot, but I know he'd never release them anywhere. Mainly because I have tons of him as well."

"You could take pictures of me so you know I'd never put them on the internet," Blake offered. Tom laughed.

"Thanks, but if I took naked pictures of you, I'd be going to jail myself. When you're 18, we'll take all the pictures you want." Blake just shrugged and I handed the phone to Tom so he could delete it, which he did before handing the phone back to Blake. "Sorry mate." He turned to his gym bag and brought out a pair of blue and white Speedos, and then reached for a felt pen in another pocket. He autographed the trunks and gave them to Blake.

"That's so cool. Thanks Tom. I'm gonna show everyone at my diving club."

"We'll put them in a frame when we get home," Colin offered.

"Here, I'll send you a few pictures of me wearing them so it makes it more authentic," Tom offered as he emailed a half dozen pictures to Blake. One of them with Tom on a podium getting a gold medal.

"I think some of the rules about sex are silly," Tom said as he got dressed. "I understand not shagging someone until they're older in case you hurt them, but most boys are pretty well developed where it counts by 13. I just don't see the harm in letting them take an active role with someone. A passive role may be wrong in case someone bigger takes advantage of his size, but look at me. I'm not a big guy and I never regretted sex. The best rule I learned was that it was okay as long as no one was sticking anything in you, and you weren't being forced."

"So you think he should be allowed to be the top, and what, get blowjobs?" Colin asked to clarify.

"I think if he's actively interested and taught properly, then what's the harm? You know how many kids go out and have sex without knowing anything? Boys get hard and go stick it in the first place available and usually go crazy with it. Like alcohol. Teach someone to be responsible and they learn properly. Keep saying no and they do it irresponsibly and we end up with teen pregnancies or rapes."

"Yeah Dad. Tom is right. Let me drink and have sex and I'll do it responsibly. Plus it's not like I haven't done lots of sex already." He wasn't wrong there. Blake was always showing up when someone was going at it. That boy had seen more sex than a porn addict. Plus with all the things he'd done already, we could hardly use the `sex is for adults' defense.

"I don't disagree and we've never stopped him having sex within his age group, but outside that, he should wait until he's 16 to make sure no one goes to jail," I reasoned.

"Think about it Dad. If I don't say anything, did it really happen? Plus you already know I can handle it. You almost killed Conrad."

"I didn't almost kill him. I just scared him a little is all," I replied.

"Scared me too, and just when I was having fun," Blake said trying to snarl as if he were mad.

"Who's Conrad?" Tom asked intrigued.

"A 14 year old that was pimping Blake out to his friends. I caught them fucking in the school locker room and I made sure he knew what I thought of that."

"Yeah, now he barely talks to me and no one else will either. I used to make lots of money and now I'm almost a homo `cause I'm broke."

"Hobo," I corrected although homo may actually fit in this circumstance. "And you're hardly broke."

"Yeah, well I might as well practice obstinacy and be a monk around you guys. The only thing I'm allowed to use my penis for is peeing, and even then I think you'd accuse me of playing with it if I held it to aim.

"You're obstinate alright, but I think you meant abstinence. Plus I thought you said you'd given up sex until you were older," Colin reminded him.

"I have but a guy still has to take care of business when it comes up, right Tom?"

"No question there," he smiled as we finished putting our things in our bags.

"So Tom, if I were your kid would you let me have sex with someone older?"

"Sorry Blake. I can't answer that as you're not my kid and we all have our own opinions on different subjects. I grew up in the locker room being around older guys all the time, so my views aren't always the same as everyone else. You're still learning who you are."

"Hmmm, I don't think that was a no," Blake said grinning as he reached up and put his arm around Tom's shoulder. "Let's talk buddy."

I shook my head and took hold of Colin's hand as we walked out to the cars. Tom had suggested a pub we could go to for lunch and gave us the address on Church road. Blake laughed when he saw the name. "Frog and Rhubarb. Gross. Do they sell hamburgers and French fries too?"

"I'm sure they do. But if you've never tried frog's legs, a scotch egg or bangers and mash, you should give it a go," Tom smiled.

"Is he talking English, Dad? Are you talking English Tom?" He asked.

"You'll see when we get there," he replied as he pulled Blake closer and gave him a bit of a hug before pushing him away playfully.

"Well they better have normal food or someone is going to pay."

Tom gave a few autographs to a couple of girls waiting outside the complex and I pulled Blake back thinking he would offer them his autograph too. "Can I go in Tom's car?" Blake asked quickly. I looked at Tom.

"It's fine with me, if you're okay with it," he replied.

"Well just behave and don't distract him while he's driving," Colin agreed. I wanted to go to, but I'd probably end up distracting him, as I know a blowjob can be distracting while you're driving.

"Cool. Come on Tom. Let's ditch the old folks and go have some fun." He does realize that there's only two years difference between me and Tom. I'm hardly `old folk.' Colin on the other hand...

Tom laughed as they headed for his car and we followed in ours. I could see Blake moving around constantly like he was hyperactive and I could just imagine Tom wanting to reach over and knock the kid out by the time we got there. Fortunately it was a short trip. The place was busy and a few people shook Tom's hand and said hello as we entered. He truly was a national celebrity. Blake acted as if all the attention was for him. Once we were seated and handed a menu, I couldn't believe some of the things on it. A lot of which I'd never even heard of. Blake giggled as he read it.

"They have rump steak Dad. You should get that. It's bum steak. We all know who likes eating..."

"Blake! Remember the appropriate and inappropriate conversations. This would be one of those inappropriate ones," I reminded him. Tom was trying hard not to laugh.

"They have frog legs, and belly pork. I don't see anything normal," he complained. He giggled again. "Look they have leek sausages. My sausage leeks sometimes too. What's black pudding? Is that like a dark chocolate or something?"

Fortunately we were spared the explanation as the waitress came up to the table. "Hi lads, can I get you something to drink?"

"I'd like a shandy," Tom said quickly.

"Make that two," I echoed.

"Three," Colin replied.

"Me too," Blake agreed.

"Sorry love, you have to be at least 16 for a shandy. Would you like anything else?"

"Root beer then, please," he said shrugging.

"You have to be 18 to drink in England. Are you 18?"

Blake giggled. "No, I'm only 12, almost 13 in a couple of months. So kids can't have anything to drink at all. Like what about water and stuff?"

"No, you have to be 18 to drink alcoholic drinks like beer."

"Root beer isn't beer. It's a pop, like coke," he informed her.

"I think a sasparilla or dandelion and burdock might be similar," Tom told her.

"Gross. A drink made from dandelions. Ewww," Blake said curling up his nose.

"Bring him a Lilt. I think he'll like that," Tom said as a suggestion.

"They don't have root beer? We're definitely not gonna live here then," Blake said. "That's my favorite."

"I like it to when I'm in America," Tom agreed. "If you don't like the Lilt then I'll get you some Ribena."

"Okay. What's a shandy?"

"It's half beer, half lemonade, or as you call it, sprite. It can also be made with ginger ale. Usually Canada Dry," he added.

"So you have Canada Dry in England but not root beer. What a weird country," he said quickly then looked over at us. "Sorry, I meant different country. I'm not allowed to say things are weird when I'm here."

We continued to look over the menu and half the stuff I didn't recognize either. This was a fancy place. Broccoli and stilton soup. What the hell is stilton? Or Chicken Kofte. Things had descriptions like white wine suet, mushroom suet, fish pie. I was almost freaking out until I saw the beer battered cod and could relax. I'd have that and a Caesar salad. But what the fuck are mushy peas? I like firm peas. I didn't say that out loud or both me and Blake would be rolling around giggling uncontrollably. Sometimes I think I'm more of a kid than he is.

When our drinks arrived, we were ready to order. "Can I have a hamburger and fries?" Blake asked the waitress.

"Sorry sweetie, we only have what's on the menu."

"Okay. I'll have the deep fried mars bar and Belgian waffle," he said pointing to it. "They also eat sponges here in England," he said showing me the `gooey chocolate sponge with ice cream'. Even I had admit that was odd. I couldn't imagine eating a sponge. I didn't even know they were food. I just use them for dishes and stuff.

"You can have one of those after lunch. Pick something else. Why not the cod? That's what I'm having. It's just fish."

"Okay I'll have that, but with fries please. Not soggy peas."

Colin had the steak guinness mushroom suet pie thing, as did Tom.

I was curious to know what suet was. It sounded too close to sewer to me, so I avoided that. Before our food arrived, Blake ran off to the bathroom. Tom looked at us. "You know that question that Blake asked about whether I'd let him have sex with someone older if he were my kid, I probably would. As long as he was being taught properly and wasn't forced into it."

"So you'd have sex with your kid?" I asked not as judgement, but out of curiosity.

"No. Not my own kid, but if he were at an age where he knows about sex and is actively curious, I'd certainly let him learn from someone older. Look at everything else in life. We have mentors to teach us sports, trades, business, etc. Hell, school is exactly that, but we take things like alcohol and sex and make them forbidden where kids have to learn on their own. Imagine how many of those types of crimes we could reduce if we took a responsible approach to it. Italian kids are raised on wine in the home and you don't see fall down drunks, like you do here and in America, and probably Canada. Same as sex. Some countries are really open about it and nudity is about as normal as breathing. They have half the sex crimes."

"I'm in agreement with you. It should be up to the parents to decide if their kids are ready or not. Hell, we struggle to keep Blake under control. He learned most of what he knows by hiding in our closet and spying on us, and then fooling around with his friends."

"Is he gay?" Tom asked.

"No idea. I lean towards saying no. He's just found a new thing that he likes and hasn't decided if it's boys or girls yet. Boys are just easier to be with at his age."

"Well he sure is open about it. Plus, not to sound inappropriate or anything but he's got one hell of a willy on him."

"Yeah, he's gonna be massive if he keeps growing. He's almost as big as me," Colin replied. "And we figure he'll be bigger than Justin too."

"Well he's certainly bigger than me, which is a bit emasculating considering he's only 12."

"12 going on 21," I smiled.

"Well it's none of my business, but I've never seen a more openly sexual 12 year old than Blake. Something tells me that he needs a place to release all the energy safely and get it out of his system before he comes home weekly for abortion money, or begins shoplifting condoms."

"No worries there. He keeps taking all the lube and condoms from around the house. He has a drawer full of the stuff. Plus he's pretty much not afraid to ask for what he wants. Case and point in the shower earlier. He doesn't think twice about reaching for things."

Tom laughed. "Yeah. He really doesn't have any reservations does he? That's why I think our laws are silly for guys like him. He should just be taught what to do, so he knows what's right and wrong and doesn't get hurt."

"Both Colin and I are definitely in agreement, but teaching him laws are important too."

"Agreed, when the laws make sense. Hell I'd hate to see my kid running off at 12 and being used as a fuck toy for a bunch of perverts, but on the other hand I'd be fine if he was out learning to shag by someone he trusted, where he had control and could be on top."

"That's such a guy thing to say," I laughed. "So what are you Tom? A top or bottom?"

"Let's go with versatile. Probably versatile bottom at this point, but then who knows what will happen later on. I may even go back to girls."

Blake returned and talked about Tom's car. "It's a Mini. We should get one like that Dad. I could trade in my Lamborghini."

"You have a Lamborghini?" Tom asked as he stared at Blake to see if he were kidding.

"Yeah. It's a black one. What's the type Dad? A Gall..."

"Gallardo," Colin replied.

"Yeah. It's pretty cool, but I think your car is cooler," he smiled.

"Well, I'll be happy to trade," Tom said cheekily.

Our meals arrived and they were great, although people were certainly inconsiderate as they came up and asked for autographs while we were eating. Each one apologized for interrupting, but still asked. I couldn't imagine going through that all the time. Blake got his deep fried mars bar for dessert and as he ate, he invited Tom to see our hotel. "It's like a castle. It'd be so cool to own a castle."

"Well there's a few for sale if you want to buy one," Tom smiled. Blake spun his head rapidly to look at Colin and me and we both said NO' at the same time, causing us all to laugh. I stared at Colin and grinned. He just repeated no' to me as well. That sucks! I want to own a castle. I could be Prince Justin, or Queen Justin, Emperor? King! Tom looked at his watch and I could see that we were probably reaching the end of our welcome. "Blake. I think Tom has been more than generous with his time. You got to do something that very few kids ever get to do. How about you thank him and let him get on with his day."

"Thanks Tom. I really had fun and thanks for all the diving tips. I can't wait to show my diving team what I learned and who I learned it from. You gotta come to Vancouver and meet them sometime. Would you like to keep hanging out with us? I know my Dads would like to have sex with you and I could just stay out of the way and watch."

"BLAKE!" I said quickly. "Sorry Tom. Damn it Blake. Try running your comments through your brain before they hit your mouth."

"What? I didn't lie."

"You're making an assumption and that can be dangerous. Plus it's none of your business. If it related to you, then you can handle it anyway you want, but when you speak for others, you have to have the facts or get their permission."

He looked at me for a second and blinked a few times. You could almost see his brain working overtime. "Okay, sorry Tom. I assumed my Dads wanted sex with you, especially Justin because he has sex with almost every guy he meets. I think that's how he makes friends, and he said he thought you were cute, so I ASSUMED he wanted to get into bed with you. Soooo...rrrrr...eeeee!"

"I'm flattered," Tom replied as his phone went off. He looked at the screen and texted back with a smile. It went off a couple more times and we figured we were close to saying goodbye to him. The cheque arrived and Colin handed over his credit card to pay despite Tom politely offering to pay, which there was no way we would allow. I'm sure we owed him much more than a meal for the diving lesson and putting up with Blake for the past few hours. I heard Blake squeak and leap out of his chair as if he were on fire. He ran toward the door and I looked to see what was up. Liam and Harry were strolling in the door together and Blake gave both of them a giant hug. Of course with him getting that excited, it caused others to look, and then a few girls started to giggle and titter, along with a few screamed as they saw the two members of One Direction. What the hell is it with girls and screaming? You don't see boys do that. Not unless you forget the lube during anal. I thought we were going to have a mini riot on our hands as the boys made their way to our table and girls rushed to meet them. If there was ever a need for giant flyswatters it was now. Any plans we may have had to get out of there anytime soon, were paused as the guys signed autographs for everyone. While Tom had attracted attention when we arrived, Liam and Harry attracted what could only be described as a frenzy. Fortunately it was short lived and as soon as things calmed down, the guys suggested we get out of there before everyone that had been tweeted started showing up. Blake immediately suggested we go to the hotel, which surprisingly they all agreed to. My heart raced a little as I thought of all of us hanging out for a while longer.

As soon as we got into the hotel room, Blake ran into the main bedroom and we could hear furniture being moved. We followed to find out what he was up to. He had dragged the large chair close to the side of the bed. "What are you doing?" Colin asked.

"Puhleez! It's pretty obvious you guys are gonna all have sex and if you think I'm just gonna wait out in the living room, think again. That's called child abuse. I'm gonna watch and learn as many things as I can." He said confidently as he pulled off his shirt and looked at us. "Either that, or I'll be a total cock clocker and time will run out before any of you get sex."

"I thought it was cock `blocker'," Harry said to Tom.

"It is. Must be how Canadians say it," he replied.

"No, it's a cock blocker. It's just how Blake says it," I smiled.

"So, am I staying or are we all just gonna watch TV?" Blake asked as he removed his pants and underwear and stood naked in front of all of us.

Harry laughed. "You may have changed in height, but you're still the same Blake we love."

"And my penis is bigger too. Which you'll see once I get to see some sex," he replied as he sat cross legged on the large chair ready to watch the show he assumed was coming.

"I guess we better not disappoint then," said Liam as he walked over to Tom and pulled his shirt off. That's all it took to get the rest of us stripping, or being stripped, and within seconds we were all as naked as Blake.

Our group quickly moved onto the bed and began going at each other like a fat kid on a Smartie. We had only just started when we heard the chair being moved again. I looked over and all I could see was Blake pushing the chair right up against the edge of the bed. He climbed over it and knelt so he could watch more closely. His full erection now on visible display. As I fucked Liam, Blake watched everything going on and actively stroked himself as he inched even closer with his knees on the edge of the bed. Tom was watching him with a smile and looked at me. I just shrugged as if I didn't know what to say.

"You sure have a big willy Blake. Looks like you know how to use it too," Tom said complimenting him. The smile on Blake's face took over his whole head, and I'm not sure if this fits the category of a father being proud of his son, but the fact that Blake was bigger than most adults in the dick department, I'll chalk that one up to some sort of pride.

"I can squirt lots of white stuff too. Wanna see?" Blake said as he increased his efforts now that he had attracted attention.

"Well don't do it yet. We've only just got started. You never want to finish too early," Liam said giving him advice. "That's not good for your reputation."

"Really?" Blake asked excitedly. "I can do it lots of times if I want to."

"Have you ever done this before Blake?" Harry asked.

"Not with you guys, but I've had lots of sex before and masturbate all the time. I know how to put my penis in a bum too. I usually just put it in fast. Me and Cory think it's like ripping off a band-aid. If you do it faster, it only hurts for a second, then you wait until the pain stops."

"If you go in slowly, there shouldn't be any pain. That's your first lesson because you don't want to hurt inside someone's ass when you go into them. You're pretty big so you need to go slower than most."

"See Dad, if you taught me about sex, I'd already know this stuff," Blake said looking at both Colin and me. "Thanks Harry. Good to have someone who isn't afraid to tell me the right way to have sex." Nice burn.

The three guys made a point of telling Blake how they were doing things and let him watch up close. I suppose it was no different than what he did at home, except they were actively instructing him. "See Dad. I told you I was old enough for sex and stuff," he grinned. Harry was moving in and out of Tom's ass as he gave Blake a few directions, which is unusual as he'd made his name using only `One Direction.' God I'm funny. I should write a book. I lowered my face into Harry's ass and licked along the length of it.

Blake giggled. "Doesn't that tickle?" he said looking at Harry. "Someone did it to me once and it tickled."

I almost asked who had done it, but why go there. Harry said it just felt good and didn't tickle at all.

"I think I'm gonna cum. Should I, or should I wait?" Blake asked suddenly.

"Go ahead and finish if you want to," Tom told him as he looked over at our enthusiastic audience member. Blake did as he was told and the tongue out to the side of his face made it that much more adorable. Too bad we couldn't video it for everyone to see again. He scrunched up his entire face making this more like a bad porn movie, and from the lines on his forehead he was really concentrating.

"Do I stop when I've cum or can I just keep going until I do it again?" He asked looking at all of us.

"Most guys stop, but if you want to keep going, go for it. That's a skill not many guys have," Tom said as he laughed.

"Cool." It took about three more strokes before Blake was firing cum all over the place. He was so close that he hit a few of us with the various jets that were blasting out of him. He didn't even try to stop and just kept going until he was fully drained and sat back and wiped his dick on the chair cushion. He stopped moving and just sat there panting. After about two minutes of intensely staring at all of us having sex, he looked at Harry. "This is kinda boring. Can't I do something? I won't tell no one. Maybe you could tell me if I do blow jobs good, or let me put my penis in somewhere."

"How about you just put your penis in your hand and just keep watching. That's more than most guys your age would be allowed to do," I suggested.

"You suck," He replied as he sat back in the chair and began to beat off again as he watched all of us. I do suck, and I'm good at it, but no need to brag to everyone. The rest of us really got going and formed a complex web of bodies with everyone doing something. There was almost no hole left unplugged. I could see out of the corner of my eye that Blake was actively watching again and had almost wiggled onto the bed again. He was rock hard and only inches from Tom's face. "Can I cum again or do I have to wait?" Blake asked.

"Fire away," Harry said with a smile, as he pushed Tom's face within millimeters of Blake's dick head. Once again we got the full facial show from Blake as he prepared to let off his next load. Tom surprised Blake by grabbing hold of his dick and opening his mouth wide. At first I thought he was going to blow him, but he just aimed it at his face as our son let fly with another small amount of cum. Blake froze in place and just watched as Tom licked his lips and let go of the spent cock. I think Blake was more in shock than awe and I had to admit the facial expression was the best one yet.

When he recovered he was overly animated. "That was SOOOO cool. What do you want to do next? Can I show you how I put my penis in a bum? Or could someone put theirs in me? I know how to wiggle on it."

"How about you get back on your chair before we change our mind and send you to the other room?" Colin replied. Blake pouted and crawled over to his chair.

"Parents treat kids like babies," he mumbled as he sat cross-legged with his arms folded across his chest. We all finished what we were doing rather quickly after that and separated.

"What's next?" Blake asked excitedly.

"Showers and then I have to get going. I have to be back in London for dinner," Tom said quickly as we all got off the bed one by one.

"Are you coming to our concert in July?" Liam asked Blake as the two stood side by side.

"I dunno. I don't have tickets or anything. Where is it?"

"In Vancouver. July 17th at BC Place next year. We'll make sure to hook you and Cory up with tickets."

"Can we do sex stuff again? I'll be 14 by then."

"Let's keep that between us, ok. We don't talk about sex outside this room. It's our own bro code. Fist bump on it." We all bumped to seal the bro code, which Blake seemed to think was a real thing. "As for anything when we're in Vancouver, there probably won't be a lot of time when we're on tour. We usually fly in, do the concert and then fly out in the morning for the next city," Liam said as he put his hand on Blake's shoulder. We headed for the shower two at a time to get cleaned up. While the rest of us showered and left the bathroom, Blake stayed in with each person to talk their ears off.

"I like the skin on their penises. It's fun to watch when they wash them," Blake said when we were all back in the bedroom getting dressed. Since none of us knew exactly what to say to that we just ignored him. Blake made a point of giving everyone a hug and getting pictures he could show around school, especially out at the cars. Once they left and we headed back inside the hotel, Blake was still grinning. "That was the best day ever. Thanks for taking me diving with Tom and letting me see all that sex stuff. I think I proved I can handle it, so maybe next time I can join in more. Did you see it when Tom gave me a blowjob. It was super epic sic and I'm gonna give him one next time he comes over."

"Technically that wasn't a blowjob," I corrected. "But I'm glad you had fun. Just remember though, all that stays just between us okay."

"Yeah, duh! It's the bro code." He paused and you could almost see him plotting on a way to get what he wanted. Eventually he looked up at me and said "Yeah, I think sex with older guys is better `cause they know what they're doing. Guys my age do it wrong a lot and it hurts. So maybe I should learn more stuff from older people when the circumstance is right, and I'll never get hurt. Thanks Dads."

Once again we ignored him, as trying to reason with Blake usually ends up going on forever and somewhere along the line we end up losing. Case and point, the sex session today. We packed up our stuff, threw it in the car and made the short trip to London before checking into another nice hotel.

End of Chapter. More London adventures ahead and a dramatic change. (insert theatrical drum sound here).