The Voice

The Voice By Pony Boy 1984 Chapter Five: The Sleepover

Disclaimer: All acts depicted in the following story are strictly fictional, and involve boys occasionally under a form of telepathic influence, though the acts depicted are largely consensual in nature. The following story was commissioned by a friend of mine, and I've been allowed to share it with the public.

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Jimmy emerged from the guest bedroom, wearing nothing but his skin-tight red speedo, which clung so tightly to his crotch that I could clearly see the outline of his hard, uncut cock pointing up toward his taut tummy. His grey eyes sparkled mischievously, as he struck a sensuous pose as he swayed his hips gently, creating a gentle serpentine shape with his smooth body. It's all that I could do to stop myself from kneeling in front of him and start licking that protruding navel. What's worse is that Jimmy is well aware of my desires, but I promised the both of us that we'd wait until he was older. Regardless, that didn't stop Jimmy from trying to seduce me in his own innocent way.

"I'm all ready for tonight!" Jimmy declared.

All I could do was shake my head and laugh. "Not dressed like that you are."

"I'm just going to end up wearing nothing anyways." Jimmy teased.

"Be that as it may, you're not going out that like." I said, tossing him a pair of shorts.

Jimmy pouted as only a young boy could, as he caught the shorts and slipped into them. "Besides, it's really going to be you anyways." He replied.

"We don't have to do this Jimmy. You can be yourself if you like." I told him.

Jimmy smirked, "Naw, it's alright. I got plans anyways." He said with an uncharacteristic burst of bravado.

I raised an eyebrow, "Oh?" I inquired.

"I want to feel what it's like to cum for real, like you can." Jimmy declared.

I scratched my chin for a moment, because I was relatively certain that none of the boys we've interacted with the past week could ejaculate yet. Nathan and Thomas were close but not quite there, and I was certain that none of Dillon's friends could either. "Who did you have in mind?" I asked him. "Well, Thomas' friend Mikey can cum." Jimmy stated. "I'll figure it out by the time we get there." He assured me. He took a seat at the kitchen table as I cooked us up some bacon and eggs as we discussed our mutual plans for the day and silently shared some of our hopes and fantasies for the night ahead.

...

Dillon and Thomas had spent the morning cleaning their room, straightening every action figure and hiding every stray article of clothing or "baby toys" that might give the wrong impression to the older boys. Thomas surreptitiously downloaded several porn videos he had found on the internet for use later that night, and then carefully hid them in case his parents decided to inspect their computer before they left.

"Is there anything you need for tonight?" Their mom called up the stairs.

"Ice cream!" Dillon shouted back, before adding "And whip cream, the kind that squirts from a can."

"We need some baby oil too." Thomas added hesitantly.

"You need what?" His mother asked in confusion.

"Uh, it's a gym thing. The gym teacher said it would stop stuff from rubbing too much." Thomas replied, crossing his fingers behind his back.

She looked over at her husband who simply shrugged, "He might be suffering from a little irritation from running track." He hypothesized.

"We need snacks too." Dillon shouted back down.

"I don't want you filling up on snacks and sugar!" She admonished.

"Aww mom!" Dillon and Thomas moaned in near perfect synchronicity.

Their father laughed and shook his head. "I'm sure Nathan will keep things under control." He whispered to his wife.

"Are you sure we should be allowing a sleepover while we're gone all night?" She said, rubbing her hands nervously.

The father waived his hand dismissively, "They're getting to the age where they need a little autonomy." He argued.

She sighed wistfully, "They're growing up so fast." She said, as she wrote down the items on a piece of paper.

Dillon bounded down the stairs, his footfalls echoing through the house, as his nearly platinum hair falling in front of his face. "Mom?" He asked softly.

She grimaced down at the boy, "Please don't run down the stairs like that." She warned, as she wiped the hair from his eyes. "Now what is it?" She asked.

"Do we have any rope?" He asked, after putting on his sweetest smile he could muster for his mother.

"What on earth do you need rope for?" She asked, narrowing her eyes slightly. "Well," Dillon began to explain, "I want to tie some of the loose stuff together in my closet and I want to practice my knots for cub scouts." He said.

She looked over at her husband, who glanced into the supply closet. "All we have is twine." He replied, procuring a spool of brown twine.

Dillon inspected the spool and scrunched his nose as he felt the rough material. "This is too rough and the knots are hard to undo." He protested.

His father nodded, "Alright, we'll pick up some rope too." He replied.

"Is there anything else you need, dare I ask?" His mother asked with a hint of annoyance.

Dillon could sense his mom was near the end of her rope, so he flashed her an innocent smile and said "No thank you mom. You're the best!"

She shook her said and sighed, before kissing him on the forehead. "You boys decide if you want pizza tonight. We'll leave some money for Nathan to order dinner after we leave." She said, before sending Dillon back to his room.

...

Nathan and his brother Alex had arrived at the home of Dillon and Thomas first. Nathan had dressed immaculately in his navy blue blazer, black slacks and white dress shirt. Alex was wearing a green short sleeve polo shirt and blue jeans. Nathan actually wanted to dress more casually for once, especially where Thomas had divulged some of the boys' plans for the evening. Nathan had derived the rest on his own, but he didn't want to tip his hand to any of the parents, so he brought casual attire for Alex and himself in a small overnight carrying case, along with a couple surprises that he would reveal once Dillon and Thomas's parents were gone for the evening.

"When are the other boys due?" The boys' father asked, as he straightened his tie.

"Jimmy's uncle is driving him over now. The others are walking over and should be here soon." Thomas replied, as he rummaged through the bags of snacks.

"You boys are going to behave for Nathan right?" He asked Thomas in a serious tone.

"Yes dad. We're going to be really good for him." Thomas replied, casting a grin toward Nathan.

Nathan was forced to adjust himself discreetly, as the younger boy's words caused his adolescent cock to inflate. Thomas glanced over at him and grinned, licking his lips behind his father's back, making Nathan's face flush with excitement.

"You alright Nathan" Thomas' father asked, prompting a little giggle from his son.

"Yes sir. It's just a little warm in here." Nathan replied, shifting his feet awkwardly as he tried to position himself on the opposite side of the kitchen table to obscure his tented slacks.

"Here is forty dollars for dinner. Order out whatever you boys decide on for dinner. I know it's going to be hard getting them to sleep, but try to get them to at least be laying down by midnight or so." He instructed.

Nathan just smiled and nodded his head, commenting under his breath "It's going to be harder than you think."

Thomas and Dillon's parents bid their goodbyes before they headed out the door for the evening. Nathan began rummaging through the shopping bags their mom had put him in charge of managing. He put the ice cream into the freezer then pulled out the whip cream, then cast a glance over at Dillon who grinned impishly, before licking his lips slowly. Nathan began feeling that strain in his slacks again, compounded further when he pulled out the large bottle of baby oil. Thomas immediately took custody of the bottle, pulled out a saucepan from underneath the cabinet and removed the cap.

"Whoa, wait a minute. What are you doing?" Nathan asked in concern.

"I'm going to make hot oil. I read about it on the Internet. It's supposed to be real sexy." He declared, as he began pouring the contents of the bottle into the pan.

Nathan bounded over to the boy and stopped him from emptying the entire contents of the bottle into the pan. "Dude, a little goes a really long way." He stated. He told Thomas to dab his finger into the cool vicious fluid and told him to spread it around his finger.

"Wow, you're right!" He exclaimed as he marveled over the substance.

"Here, let me handle heating this up when the time comes. You could start a fire or burn yourself if you make the oil too hot. You know this is going to make a huge mess on the floor right?" He asked. Thomas wrinkled his nose and thought for a moment. "Oh, I didn't think of that." As he smeared the oil on his fingers, he realized that the oil would tend to coat everything it touched. He contemplated the dilemma for a moment then snapped his fingers, "We could bring down our big beach towels and cover the floor first!" He suggested.

Nathan nodded approvingly, "That sounds good. You can just tell your mom that you put the towels down to keep from messing up the floor if she asks." He instructed.

Dillon wandered into the room and stuck his head into the bags, pulling out a large bag of potato chips. Nathan deftly snatched them from the boy's hands. "Not until after dinner." After Dillon shot him a wounded expression, Nathan acquiesced. "Well, at least wait until your guests arrive. It wouldn't be polite." He admonished the nine-year-old. Dillon grinned a little, and couldn't really argue with Nathan's logic. He instead rummaged through the bags, procuring the rope his father had bought him just as young Alex walked into the kitchen to join the others.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Alex asked curiously.

Dillon and Thomas turned to Alex like little hungry tigers, as Dillon showed the younger boy the rope.

"What's that for?" He asked innocently.

"We're going to tie up tonight." Dillon said, while Thomas grinned like the Cheshire cat.

"Oh, how come?" He asked with some concern.

"So anyone can do anything they want to you!" Dillon said with a broad grin, showing off a missing front tooth.

"Anyone can do anything they want?" Alex asked cautiously.

"Anything! All night long!" Thomas added.

Nathan was about to interject on his brother's behalf, but before he could say anything Alex's hand drifted down to the little lump in his jeans and began rubbing. "Wow, cool!" He exclaimed breathlessly. Nathan just shook his head and said, "Bro, why don't you put on your present for Dillon and Thomas?" Alex ran back into the living room, rummaged through their suitcase, and disappeared into the bathroom.

"If Alex wants to be untied, please let him go. And don't do anything that anyone is uncomfortable with or says no." Nathan instructed in a more serious tone to Dillon and Thomas. Nathan was struggling to balance his newfound sexuality, while still performing his duty in keeping his young wards and brother safe and happy.

"We will!" Both boys promised, their excitement becoming more palpable.

A moment later Alex emerged from the bathroom, showing off his new lime green speedo that was nearly translucent. He put his hands behind his head, struck a pose for the others, and licked his lips. "Do you like it?" He stuttered worriedly.

Dillon stared at the boy with his mouth agape. The garment really did leave nothing to the imagination, and both boys liked what they saw. Nathan had little doubt his brother would be performing his duties all night long, just as the boys promised. Nathan excused himself and changed into a mesh tank top and a pair of tight cut off shorts, which likewise showed off most of his features. "Wow that's awesome Nate!" Thomas complimented.

...

Unfortunately taking complete control of Jimmy's body was problematic. Thomas and Dillon's house was too far to walk, so I would need to drive Jimmy near their home, and find a good hiding place for the car and my soon to be comatose body. It would take just a couple moments of meditation for us to facilitate the swap. Jimmy's consciousness would tag along for the time being, until he found another body to inhabit for the duration.

There is always a rush of adrenaline when first taking possession of a youthful body. I think it's just my consciousness noting the difference between my normal subdued physical form and a boy's body, which is always a bundle of unrestrainable energy, well at least until the inevitable late night crash. It's simultaneously invigorating and rejuvenating because there is such a sense of life and wonder about everything around you. Truthfully, it's quite infectious to be exposed too, let alone to be given the honor to embody physically, no matter how briefly.

Jimmy especially is a joyous kid, always eager to embrace anything new and when possessing his physical form, I get to share in his unique sense of wonder. I wish Jimmy didn't live so far away. I'm the only real man in his life, so he is always exuberant when we get to spend time together. Now we share that slender, almost feverish young body together and with a singularity of purpose, we leave my slumbering body behind and proceed briskly to Thomas and Dillon's house.

I saw the living room curtains sway, with the face of Dillon looking out at me. "Jimmy's here!" He shouted eagerly.

However, it would be Nathan that would answer the door. I couldn't believe my eyes when I spied the normally innocent and contrite Nathan donning short shorts and a mesh tank top. I looked up and down and quickly realized the boy wasn't wearing any underwear, because I could see his smooth balls lurking just under the legs of the shorts. I couldn't help but gasp in surprise, "Wow that looks great Nathan!" Nathan blushed but cast a confused gaze down at me. "Well, thank you Jimmy. But...have we met before?" He asked.

I immediately covered my mouth, "Opps!" I mumbled. I realized belatedly that Jimmy had never met Nathan and therefore wouldn't know what he looked like. Jimmy's lingering consciousness had a good laugh at my expense as I stuttered a response. "Uh...Dillon told me that you were babysitting. I've seen you around town before I think."

About that time, Nathan gave me an appraising glance. I had pulled down Jimmy's shorts just enough so that the red fabric of his speedos would be showing against his creamy thighs. Nathan did not fail to notice this and I could see the little jolt in his shorts. He smiled broadly, "Well it's nice to meet you Jimmy. Come on in, the others will be here soon." He said.

Dillon greeted me just inside the door, while Thomas and Alex conspired in the kitchen. "Hi Dillon!" I said, smiling over at the boy who was wearing a white t-shirt and a pair of old gym shorts that clung to his flesh tightly. Like the other boys, Dillon has them pulled down enough to reveal that luscious. I put down Jimmy's knapsack and I set about helping the boys prepare the snacks for the other guests. I was pleasantly surprised to find Alex wearing nothing but his new speedos, though Nathan instructed his brother to put his pants back on until after dinner.

We briefly discussed school and an upcoming ballgame I had little interest in, but fortunately Jimmy had that knowledge stored away in his memory. Both boys and even Nathan would lean into me, and on several occasions, I felt a warm hand rubbing against my buttocks. I allowed a gentle sigh to escape my lips as I relished the physical contact, leaning back into their hands approvingly.

To be honest, I'm not sure at that point whether it was myself or Jimmy driving that instinct because emotionally we had entered a sort of synchronicity of desire and need that perhaps was always there, more than I cared to admit to Jimmy or even myself anyways. I craved that close physical contact far more deeply than I anticipated. Perhaps inhabiting and controlling such an open and loving young mind such as Jimmy's reminded me of the things I had missed when I was his age.

...

Billy was the next to arrive at the house. Unlike the other boys, he was dressed like the prim and proper, no doubt dressed carefully by his mother. He wore a long sleeve jersey and a pair of brand new jeans with the only thing out of place was a cute strawberry blonde cowlick protruding from the top of his head. He flashed a shy, but toothy grin at the other boys, before his face suddenly flushed. It was obvious what he'd been thinking about all day, as his eyes focused on each boy's mid-section before growing quiet and staring at the floor, shifting his feet back and forth with a dopey grin.

Dillon immediately led the boy into the living room to play with the X-Box to put him more at ease. However, it would be no more than a few minutes before Dillon began rubbing Billy's leg gently. Gradually, Dillon shifted his hand down his leg until he was massaging the boy's inner thigh. Billy glanced up at Dillon and smiled, but made no effort to remove his hand. Within a few moments, Billy had spread his legs further apart and his jeans had become noticeably tented. This little game continued until there was a knock at the door, causing the two boys to instinctively back away from one another. Billy and Dillon both tried to hide their erections with their game controllers.

Finally, the last pieces of this complex puzzle orchestrated by Thomas and Dillon had arrived. Thomas greeted Mikey and his younger friend Shawn at the door. Shawn had a huge grin on his face, though Mikey's countenance looked was far more stoic. If there were to be any issues, it would likely arise from Mikey's more cautious and conflicted nature. "Hi Tommy!" Shawn stated, while Mikey gave Thomas a more reserved nod, in an effort to appear cool and calm.

"Come on in guys! We're going to order some grub soon." Thomas said. I could see the growing look of panic on Mikey's face as he surveyed the assembled group. There was no doubt he wanted this, but I could tell his courage was faltering. I can't blame him, it's still difficult to come to grips with your sexuality, especially for a twelve year old who is trying desperately to fit in with the `cool kids' and please his macho father. Jimmy must have sensed the same thing, because his consciousness departed like a shot, causing Mikey to stagger for a moment.

"Are you alright?" Shawn asked in concern.

Mikey grinned, "I'm fine." He replied, his blue eyes locking on to mine. I knew instantly that Jimmy had taken full control of the boy, though I sensed that Mikey was maintaining a slender lingering connection with his body.

Mikey couldn't believe that he agreed to come to Thomas and Dillon's house for a sleepover, let alone specifically so he could have sex. It was simultaneously an incredible dream and a waking nightmare. "What would dad say? What would the other kids do to me if they found out?" He asked himself in disbelief. He looked down at his friend Shawn, and imagined himself slowly stripping him out of his clothes, right in front of the others. He felt air rushing across his stationary body, as if he was flying around the room. He wanted to flee the house, but his feet refused to move. He wanted to call everyone "faggots," but his lips refused to open. He really didn't want to leave, nor did he want to say such a terrible thing. He looked into Shawn's eyes and knew that he loved him, and as he looked at the other boys, he couldn't deny that he longed for their touch too. He belonged here, but the entire event had come unexpectedly surreal. However, despite his fears he would let his body dictate his actions, and make Shawn proud, though he couldn't shake the feeling of being a balloon led around the room. Yet, at the same time, he never quite felt so...alive.

After a brief debate on the merits of Pizza and Chinese Food, everyone collectively agreed upon Pizza. While Nathan placed the order, the boys had sacked out on the living room floor and took turns on the X-Box. I noticed that Jimmy was guiding Mikey's his hands all over ten-year-old redhead, gently rubbing his chest and back. He would occasionally glance over and smile at me. Shawn was savoring every minute of the attention, as he leaned back between Mikey's legs and smiled.

Dillon and Alex were practically spooning together as they took turns with the controller, and Thomas had taken a position by Billy and was rubbing his left knee gently. Nathan got up and sat beside me, and ran his hand down my back. I couldn't help but shiver in delight as I looked up into his eyes. His hand slipped all the way down to my buttocks, and he discreetly slipped a finger past the waistband of Jimmy's shorts and tugged at the speedo. I gave him an approving smile as he slid even closer, allowing his body heat to wash over my small frame. I felt so safe and wanted nestled against Nathan's larger frame. I leaned my head against his chest and watched the other boys play the game until the doorbell rang, causing everyone to jump, then grin sheepishly at one another.

Three pizzas and several liters of soda later, our initial hunger was sated. Nathan made a little show of closing all the curtains and locking the front door. "Well, there shouldn't be any other interruptions tonight." He declared, with a decidedly mischievous look in his eyes. "Now, what should we play for a game tonight?"

Thomas and Dillon blurted out, "Truth or dare!"

"Yeah, that sounds cool!" I encouraged, and Mikey quickly followed my lead. Thomas dashed upstairs to fetch the towels, while Nathan excused himself into the kitchen, before returning with a bowl of something and a can of whip cream, that he discreetly put off to the side.

"Who wants to go first?" Dillon asked, as Thomas spread out the beach towels for everyone to sit on. Mikey gave me a curious glance, because Jimmy didn't understand what was happening, but I could only shrug. We both knew something was up, and it would likely be fun. Mikey spoke up and volunteered to go first. I wasn't entirely sure if Jimmy was even familiar with the game, but he technically had access to Mikey's memories so he likely knew what he was doing.

Dillon grinned up at Mike. "Alright. Truth or Dare?" He asked.

"Umm, how about truth?" Mikey responded.

Thomas leaned over and whispered into Dillon's ear. "OK, is there anyone in this room you really like?" Dillon asked.

Mikey looked down at his friend Shawn, and then looked at Dillon and Thomas. "Yes, there is." He replied.

"Oh my god, I don't believe I just said that!" Mikey's consciousness exclaimed, though he knew it was the truth.

"Who is it?" Dillon asked.

"That wasn't the question though." Mikey retorted with a grin.

"Well played Jimmy." I whispered under my breath, stifling a giggle.

"Who's next?" Dillon asked the assembled group of boys. After everyone looked at one another, I decided to raise my hand and volunteer.

"Alright Jimmy, Truth or dare?" Dillon asked.

I scratched my chin for a moment, "I'll try truth." Upon saying that, I saw a slight look of concern cross Mikey's face that caused me to chuckle at his expense.

"Alright, let's see. Have you ever kissed another boy?" He asked.

I leaned back and gave a coy smile, "Duh!" I replied, which prompted a chorus of giggles.

"Well, who did you kiss?" Dillon queried.

"You didn't ask that!" I retorted, winking at Mikey.

"Dude, you suck at this. Let me ask the questions." Thomas said to Dillon plaintively. Dillon promptly stuck his tongue out, before stuffing more potato chips into his mouth.

Thomas pointed at Alex, "Truth or dare!" He challenged.

Alex thought for a moment then shrugged, "Uh, Dare?" He said hesitantly.

Thomas rubbed his hands evilly. "Alex, I want you to show everyone what you're wearing under your shorts." He ordered. Without much hesitation, Alex stands up and unbuttons his jeans. He lets them slip to the floor, revealing his green speedos to the group. Shawn and Billy's mouth both drop as they stare up at the boy.

"That looks great Alex." I said, a sentiment echoed by Billy and Mikey. Alex beamed with pride for a moment before pulling his jeans back up.

"Alright, who's next?" Thomas called out.

Billy reluctantly raised his hand, "I'll go." He said, trying to muster his courage because he decided to choose "Dare!"

Thomas grinned wickedly at Billy, and then looked over at Dillon. "I want you to kiss my brother on the lips!" He said.

Billy gasped in surprise, while everyone else clapped and cheered. Billy looked over at Dillon, while we all began chanting, "Do it! Do it!" Billy took a deep breath, and then closed his eyes as he leaned over to Dillon and planted one right on his luscious pink lips. We all clapped and cheered as Billy turned scarlet, but he was grinning ear to ear just the same.

"It's your turn I think Dillon." Thomas teased his brother.

Dillon puffed up his chest and grinned, "Dare!"

Thomas grinned, "I want you to go upstairs and put on your Cub Scout uniform..." He began to say. "What?" Dillon asked, looking genuinely confused.

"Let me finish!" Thomas admonished. "I want you to put on your uniform, and then give us a strip tease!" He concluded.

Literally, every boy in the room gasped in shock, before bursting into laughter and applause. "Yes, do it Dillon! Do it!" We all shouted.

Dillon turned bright red, but he stood up and responded, "Alright." We all whispered to one another, wondering if Dillon really would do it. However, it was no surprise to me when he came down the stairs, donning his navy blue uniform and cap. He positioned himself between the stairs and the mantle, where a small column connected the floor with the ceiling. He leaned against the column, and motioned to his brother to turn on some music. Thomas quickly found a song and turned on the speakers, prompting Dillon to begin grinding against the column and thrusting out his slender hips. He slowly removed the gold kerchief from around his neck and tossed it into the group, followed by his cap as we all began to clap and cheer.

Dillon really hammed up the performance as he began unbuttoning his shirt as he tried to sway to the music. Soon his smooth, pale white chest was showing as his shirt hung loose and he ran his small hands across his chest and thighs as he sank down to his knees, licking his lips. He slipped out of the shirt and tossed it at Thomas, and soon those navy blue pants were around his ankles. He alternated between grinding his ass and crotch against the column, and did not hesitate to let us see his stiffy that was obscured only by his pale blue underwear. He lowered his underpants down just below the base of his cock, letting us all see that he was perfectly hairless, before pulling them back up. He returned to his position beside Thomas, to our wild accolades and whistling. He leaned back on both hands and kept his legs open. I'd never seen Dillon look so confident and full of pride before, I was both proud for him and very turned on by his performance. Given the other boys had begun not so subtlety rubbing themselves, I'd say he had that effect on everyone.

"What about you Tommy?" Dillon asked.

The rest of began chanting, "Tommy! Tommy!"

Thomas blushed a little before shrugging. "Sure...Alright, I'll take a dare!" He said.

"I got a dare for you." Nathan offered with a lewd grin.

"Oh yeah, what's that?" Thomas says defiantly.

Nathan reached behind him, pulled out one of the cans of whip cream, and showed it to the group. "I want you to take off your clothes, then take this can and pretend you're getting it off until it shoots all over you."

Thomas eyes widened as Nathan explained the dare. Mikey covered his mouth, Shawn began frantically giggling and the other boys cheered on the concept. "Oh my god, no way!" Billy exclaimed. Even Dillon stared at the older boy with complete disbelief.

"No way, he won't do that. He's too chicken!" Dillon teased, looking back to his brother.

"You got to make it look good." Nathan added.

Thomas blushed furiously and stammered for a moment, as he surveyed the faces of the other boys. He swallowed hard and puffed out his chest. "Alright, you're on!" He said. He pulled off his t-shirt, giving us a good look at his smooth, tan chest and perfectly flat abdomen. He shinnied out of his shorts, revealing his tighty-whiteys that featured a little wet spot at the apex of his bulge.

Nathan handed Thomas the can of whip cream with the flexible long white tip. Thomas got on his knees and began running his fingers up and down the length of the long can, before rubbing his thumb on the tip, causing it leak a small amount of whipped cream that dribbled down his hand. He began moaning very softly, as he cupped his hand around the can and began rubbing it up and down. "Oh yeah, does that feel good?" He moans lustfully, turning the can upside down and dragging the down the length of his lithe chest. He put just enough pressure on the tip to leave a little milky-white rivulet of cream dribbling down to his belly button.

"Oh you like that, don't you?" He moans, dragging the tip down his bulge before bringing it up to his luscious pink lips. The other boys started giggling, but became increasingly quiet as they became enthralled by Thomas' erotic display. He began running his tongue along the tip before rubbing it against his tummy. He began to hump the air, thrusting his slender hips in and out, as he pressed the can against his groin.

"You're undies are in the way." Nathan teased, hoping Thomas would take the hint. Thomas face was still flushed, but he glanced at Nathan and swallowed hard. He put the can down for a second and pulled his underwear down to his knees. His cut three-inch cock sprung straight out upon being liberated from his underwear.

Billy couldn't help but gasp, "Wow!" as his fingers began massaging his own bulge.

Thomas began jerking the can harder, leaving longer trails of thick cream that dripped from his lips, extending all the way down to his cock. He only stopped to turn his body around so that his butt was facing the other boys, and then put down a trail of whipped cream along his tight crack. He turned to face his audience again, and began licking and sucking on the tip of can, swaying back and forth gently as he continued to moan. He held the can nearly upside down, his hand rubbing up and down the length of the can frantically, sucking on the tip. Suddenly, he pushed down on the tip and caused the thick whipped cream to spurt into his mouth, which dribbled out the sides of his mouth.

"Oh yeah!" Tommy almost shouts, as he sprays the thick cream all over his chest and cock. The feel of the thick, cool cream on his cock nearly brought him to orgasm on the spot as the sudden angelic look of pleasure crossed his face. After falling silent for a moment, Tommy glanced up at the other boys who just stared at him in shock. Each boy in the room had painful erections that no one made any effort to hide from the others.

"That was awesome!" Mikey blurted out breathlessly, a sentiment quickly echoed by the other boys.

"What about you Nate?" Thomas chided with a smile, as the cream still dripped down his chest and rolled down his chest.

"I think he should lick all that off Tommy!" Shawn suggested. This suggestion was met with cheers and applause, much to the embarrassment and excitement of Nathan.

"I'll take that dare." Nathan said coolly, as he stood up and began stripping off his clothing. None of us knew how far he'd go, but Nathan didn't hesitate to pull down his shorts, liberating his own hard cock as he kneeled down in front of Thomas. Thomas had leaned back, supporting himself with his arms as he spread his legs, allowing Nathan to maneuver himself between them. Nathan began by licking the whipped cream from Thomas' belly button, before gliding his tongue up toward his neck. He made sure to stick his tongue way out, and positioned his body so that the boys on either side could get a good look as he sucked on Thomas' erect little nipples.

Jimmy consciousness apparently couldn't contain himself, because he had unbuttoned Mikey's jeans, then reached over and began tugging at Shawn's pants. While the younger boy looked shocked, he didn't protest as his older friend's fingers disappeared into his underwear. The rest of us weren't really paying attention to what they were doing, instead we were focused on Thomas, as Nathan licked and kissed Thomas' lips before plunging his tongue into the boy's open mouth. Now both Thomas and Nathan were moaning for real, as they French kissed for a moment. After that display, Nathan worked his tongue back down the boy's chest, until his tongue began licking down the length of Thomas' smooth, skinny shaft, which he took into his mouth and sucked clean.

"He's doing a really good job." Billy said.

Nathan got back up and returned to his spot, cleaning the excess whipped cream off his own lips with his finger, which he promptly sucked clean. "Next?" He said with a lewd grin.

Much to his chagrin, Dillon pointed out that Shawn was the only one who hadn't taken a turn in the game yet. The ten-year-old gulped nervously, and looked around the room at the other boys a little fearfully, but he was still smiling as Mikey rubbed his boner. "Take the dare!" Mikey whispered into his ear, before anyone even offered a suggestion.

Thomas glanced over at Nathan, who pulled out a metallic bowl that was filled with a clear, viscous fluid that jiggled slightly as he placed it in the middle of the circle formed by the group of boys. "What's that?" Shawn asked in concern.

"Hot baby oil." Nathan replied.

"What's it for?" He wondered aloud.

"That depends. Truth or dare?" Thomas asked.

Shawn looked back at Mikey for a moment, and then turned back to Thomas. After a few seconds of hesitation, he took a deep breath and replied, "Dare!"

"You have to rub this oil all over your body, every single spot!" Thomas instructed.

Shawn looked down at the bowl and tentatively dabbed his finger into the warm liquid. He noticed how smooth and pleasantly warm it felt, as he smeared it across his fingers. "Hey, this kind of feels nice." He said.

"It's going to stick to your clothes and stain them. So you better take them all off." Nathan said with a grin.

"Do it Shawn!" We all chanted, with Mikey encouraging him the loudest. Shawn took another deep breath and peeled off his jersey. His body was as pale as Alex and Dillon's, with little muscular development and just a hint of lingering baby fat on his tummy. His main distinguishing feature was the smattering of freckles that nearly matched his fiery hair, which extended from his cheeks down to his shoulders and upper chest.

Mikey had already unbuttoned his pants, which fell effortlessly to the floor before he stepped out of them. He stopped short of pulling down his Iron Man Underroos, turning back to Mikey one last time. Jimmy understood Shawn needed gentle encouragement, so he flashed Shawn a big grin, nodded his head approvingly and whispered, "Please" to the boy. Shawn nodded his head and pulled down his Underroos. Because he was nervous, his skinny cock had shriveled a little, though was still sticking out at half-mast. He knelt beside the bowl of hot oil and dipped his finger in once again.

"A little bit goes a long way Shawn, so just wet your fingers and spread it over the palms of your hand." Nathan suggested.

"And then rub it all over your body!" Thomas instructed.

Shawn followed the instructions, coating his hands and fingers with a thin veneer of the warm, slippery substance. He then gently massaged his shoulders and chest until they began to glisten under the living room lights. "Oh, this feels real nice!" He remarked, as his hands glided effortless down his thighs. He couldn't help but allow adorable little pre-pubescent moans and gasps of pleasure and surprise as his hands glided down his tummy and brushed across his quickly hardening cock.

"Everywhere Shawn, and get the other side too! This is supposed to make you really sexy." Thomas said. "Do you even know what that means?" Nathan asked Thomas.

Thomas shrugged, "It means you get everyone really excited and want to do stuff with you." He offered. Nathan figured that sounded like as good a definition as any. Something about Thomas' words made Shawn increasingly excited, as he cast a look of anticipation over at Mikey.

Shawn couldn't help but gently stroke himself and rub his balls, becoming lost in the sensations the warm oil was giving his smooth skin. His fingers glided against the perfect mounds of his backside, prompting another high-pitched moan as it found its way into his boy hole.

"Yea, that's definitely sexy." I said in Jimmy's high-pitched voice.

"What do you know about sexy anyways?" Nathan teased me.

I decided to pull Jimmy's shorts further down, until the waistband was just beneath the top of his red speedos. I turned myself a bit to the side, so that he could see the soft, red fabric pressed against my milky white flesh and gave him a good look at the bump pressing my speedos outward. I then looked into his eyes and licked my lips, but didn't say a word. Mikey flashed me a dimpled grin, as did Thomas. Nathan grinned, "Where did you learn about that?"

"Google!" I replied, prompting some of the other boys to laugh.

"Get your finger all the way in there." Nathan instructed Shawn. Most of us had begun rubbing ourselves again as Shawn's body glistened and writhed as his forefinger completely disappeared into his crack. Once his entire body was covered, Nathan told Shawn to stay on the beach towel so he wouldn't track the oil all over the house.

Dillon snuck into the kitchen and returned holding something behind his back. "I think it's Alex's turn again." He said, grinning wickedly over at his younger companion.

Alex smiled and didn't give any hint of worry or concern. "OK, I'm ready!" He giggled.

"Truth or Dare?" Thomas asked, but we all knew what the answer was going to be.

"Dare!" Alex declared, nearly bouncing up and down in excitement.

Thomas and Dillon looked at one another, before Dillon responded. "First you have to take off all your clothes!"

Alex grinned as he peeled off his jersey, and tossed it on the sofa. He began doing a mini strip tease without any prompting, clumsily keeping time to the music that was still playing in the background. He slowly unzipped his jeans and spun around before letting them fall to the ground. He rubbed the little bump sequestered within the confined of the lime green fabric of his speedos. The threads were so transparent that we could easily tell that Alex was uncut just because of the outline. We all clapped and cheered as the speedos fell to the ground, liberating his two-inch cock. He stretched and played with the foreskin for our benefit, giving us a little glimpse of his purple cockhead.

Dillon revealed the rope that he was hiding behind is back. "Now you have to let us tie you up. Then anyone will get to do what they want with you the rest of the night. Is that OK?" Thomas asked, looking back toward Nathan for affirmation.

Alex asked, "But what if I...you know...got to go!"

Everyone laughed, but Dillon reassured him. "We'll untie you when you need to go and when it's time for bed."

Alex smiled and nodded, eager to please his friends. "Aright, what should I do?" He asked. Dillon and Thomas stood up, and I'm guessing they had already put some thought into this plan. They laid the eight-year old on the towels and spread his legs wide apart. They tied rope around his ankles, and then hoisted his legs into the air and toward his head, exposing his smooth bubble butt to the assembled group. They tied the other end of the ropes to a pair of hooks along the ceiling joists that normally used for various holiday decorations or potted plants. After taking care of his legs, they tied his wrists together, full extending his arms behind his head and rendering them immobile. Nathan tossed Thomas a pillow, which he carefully placed beneath Alex's head.

"Alright, who is next?" Thomas asked, after inspecting their handiwork.

"Jimmy is next!" Dillon said, pointing at me with a huge grin.

A lump formed in my throat, and I thought my little cock would burst from my shorts. "Alright, I take a dare!" I decided.

"Jimmy, you need to first take off all your clothes then cover yourself and Alex with the hot oil." Thomas said.

"And then what?" I wondered aloud.

"Duh! You get to do anything you want to him!" Dillon stated.

I didn't need any further prompting. I decided to follow Shawn and Alex's lead by offering a little strip show of my own in front of the others. While Jimmy's body is of course at that awkward stage, I was able to use my knowledge to put on a more deliberate, polished show for the other boys. I deliberated teased them, slowly revealing my nude body to them little bits at a time before tossing away an article of clothing. Once completely naked, I bent them over and flashed Jimmy's tight hole at them, then thrust my hips out as my manipulated my foreskin. I have to admit, I took extra time on this step. My adult cock is cut, and I never had much of a chance to interact with another guy with an uncut cock. Therefore, I carefully manipulated the foreskin, squeezing and tugging at it, which heightened the sensations I was experiencing. Perhaps it was more gratifying because I was in full control of Jimmy's body, so I truly was feeling sensations as a seven-year-old despite my adult memories and experience. I oiled up my body quickly, because I wanted to focus all my attention on young Alex who was looking up at me eagerly. There was no fear or concern in his eyes, only excitement and wonder as he watched me perform next to him. Soon my oiled hands were gently rubbing and massaging his slender chest, causing him to squeak in approval as the warm fluid coated his tender pale flesh. I rubbed his shoulders and his elbows, leaning over to kiss him on the lips as I oiled his upper arms and neck. I relished every second as my fingers began playing with Alex's foreskin, slipping a finger inside before pulling it back so that I could swirl my oily thumb around his cock head. This prompted some loud, high-pitched moaning and panting from Alex, which intensified as I slowly sank one of my fingers deep into his exposed hole. I slid my slick left hand up and down his little cock, while sliding one, and then two fingers inside his hole. Alex writhed frantically against his restraints, arching his back and cooing his approval.

By this time, Mikey and stripped off all his clothes and was making out with Shawn. Billy looked back and decided it was safe for him to undress with the aid of Dillon.

As I positioned my body between Alex's legs, he smiled up at me sweetly. Even though Jimmy's eight- year-old cock was only two inches fully erect, Alex's tight eight-year-old hole was too alluring to pass up. Our oiled bodies glided effortlessly against each other, as I ran my hands up and down the length of his legs and thighs before I spread those two beautiful white mounds apart to reveal his hole. I couldn't contain myself, I hilted my cock right inside him. While there was no resistance, I was stunned by the intense heat and tightness that Alex's boy hole offered me. The young boy gasped, but lost neither his smile, nor his little erection as I grinded my cock into him.

All I could feel is what felt like hot velvet, gripping my little cock and pulling me deeper inside the boy. The sensation of the hot oil only made it all the more sensual as my fingers began rubbing his cock as I began slowly fucking him. "You feel so good Alex, you are great!" I assured my young partner.

Alex could only gasp and moan, looking up at me with this profound look of pride and wonder. "Keep doing it!" He encouraged, his back occasionally arching as he tried to fuck my slippery fingers. I increased my pace, because I could feel this tingling encompassing my groin as my respiration increased. I never felt such joy and excitement welling inside me, and soon our slapping flesh competed with the background music. The other boys had edged in closer to us, all openly masturbating each other as this intense feeling of needing to pee gripped me. I knew Jimmy's body was probably more than a few years away from being able to ejaculate, so I reached over and grabbed the can of whipped cream. Alex's body had shuddered first, his eyes widening in ecstasy as a dry orgasm rippled through his body, prompting his hole to clamp tightly on my cock. My cock began to furiously pulse, trying to inject the boy with non-existent semen. Wave after intense wave of pleasure rolled up and down my body, causing me to unconsciously moan and writhe while pounding Alex so hard that his body slid back and forth. I pointed the can of whip cream toward Alex's face and practically yelled, "I'm cumming!" The boy opened his mouth wide after replying, "Oh yes, give me your boy juice please!" I pushed my thumb down on the tip of the can, sending whipped cream spraying into Alex's brown hair, freckled face, open mouth and chest. I pulled out of him without warning then squirt the whipped cream directly into his hole. I don't know what came over me. I realized that was probably dangerous due to the compressed air, but it did result in another high-pitched moan as Alex experienced another dry orgasm from the sensation of the whipped cream spraying into him.

"Holy crap that was awesome!" Billy explained.

What truly amazed me was that my erection refused to diminish. I felt ready to go another round almost immediately after taking a sip of soda. I had the stamina and desire to force my body to repeatedly climax, a feat my middle-aged body was not capable of performing. I laid back on the soft towels for a moment and asked, "Who is next?"

Perhaps everyone should try the oil and maybe just do what they want now?" Nathan suggested, but he was staring right at me. I couldn't believe the rush of heat and excitement just his stare inflicted on my body. Everyone nodded in approval and soon everyone dipped their fingers into the bowl and slathered their youthful bodies with the hot oil. Shawn took charge of oiling his older friend Mikey, while Billy, Thomas and Dillon took care of one another. Nathan kneeled in front of me, his teen cock just inches from my lips as he oiled his chest.

I accepted his invitation by opening my mouth and leaning forward. I moaned as his cock slid into my mouth, while my tongue swirled around his foreskin. I'm not sure why, but there was such satisfaction in having Nathan's three-inch cock push back toward my throat. I felt this source of pride and joy in giving Nathan pleasure. He pressed his left hand tightly against the back of my head and pushed his crotch against my face. I obediently sucked him as he began oiling his legs and his backside. I glanced over to my right and saw that Mikey and Shawn had laid down into a sixty-nine position and had begun sucking one another.

After several moments of fucking my mouth, Nathan repositioned himself between my legs and began tasting my little cock. I opened my mouth and gasped my approval, as he pulled back my foreskin and allowed my oily stiffy to glide between his lips. As looked over to my left, I saw that Billy, Thomas and Nathan had surrounded the immobilized Alex. Dillon was eagerly licking the whipped cream out of Alex's hole, while Billy and Thomas covered their cocks with whipped cream and pushed them into Alex's cream covered mouth.

Nathan had backed up a little bit and looked down at my body. I grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and spread them wide open to invite Nathan inside my hole. He first plunged his tongue all the way inside, slipping in a finger as well after a moment of pleasuring me. He them grabbed my ankles and pushed my legs all the way back to my head. I was simultaneously amazed and excited at just how flexible Jimmy's body turned out to be, and Nathan wasted no time plunging his teen cock into that hole. I winced for just an instant, but any discomfort yielded to the rush of blood from my heart and that familiar feeling of needing to piss. Nathan grinded his slick body against mine, bucking into me gently but firmly. He was able to push my legs far enough to push his tongue into my little mouth, his flat abdomen rubbing against my stiffy.

I think I might have died for a few minutes and went to paradise, because Nathan's oily body rubbing against me brought an intense surge of pleasure that resulted in another shuddering orgasm. Only, Nathan wouldn't allow it to stop. He continued to grind against me, causing my entire body to spasm and quiver in pleasure, and his lips pressed tightly against mine prevented me from screaming or begging him to stop, not that I really wanted it to end. It's just my body seemed to be exploding at light speed, renewing the detonation with each unyielding grind and thrust against my helpless body. We both moaned loudly, especially as I felt that little squirt of fluid deep inside me. Only then did Nathan lift up enough to allow my body to settle back from the nonstop climax inflicted on me. For the first time I understand the feelings that Jimmy must be experiencing. Nathan pulled out of me gently and offered me his cock, which I took back into my mouth before he offered me some more soda. Much to my chagrin, my seven-year-old cock still seemed to be ready for action.

"So are we all out of truths and dares?" Dillon asked, giggling aloud.

Shawn's countenances become contemplative for a moment, before looking over at Dillon. "I'll do a truth." He volunteered.

Mikey raised an eyebrow, and everyone stopped what they were doing to look over at the ten-year old. Shawn bit his lip for a moment, before looking each one of us in the face, before breaking into a huge grin. "I'm so happy that I came here tonight. I love all things we've been doing with each, and not being afraid of what other people think. I think this is the best time I ever had. I just wish it could always be this way. You know what I mean?" He asked in a soft, earnest voice.

I didn't expect such a heartfelt sentiment out of a ten-year-old, but I could see from the faces of the other boys that they shared that sentiment wholeheartedly. However, Shawn clearly wasn't finished, because he turned to Mikey and gazed deeply into his blue eyes. I think perhaps that Jimmy suspected something important was coming, because he cast a concerned look in my direction just as Shawn began to speak.

"I love you Mikey." Shawn said, after holding his breath for a few seconds.

Mikey's face flushed and I saw a look of panic appear on his face. Jimmy knew that there were certain rules in exercising your voice over another human being. One of the most important rules is to not force someone into being something they're not. If Mikey were heterosexual, it would be wrong of us to try to impose homosexuality on him if it goes fundamentally against his will. Sure, if there were a spark of interest there, we would happily fan those flames. However, Jimmy understands that we cannot make someone live his or her life a certain way. That brings us to a huge emotional decision such as this. We cannot force Mikey to say that he loves Shawn, that must come from his heart and not Jimmy's will. There was a subtle nod from Mikey, before he shook his head looking bewildered. "What did you say?" He stuttered, looking down at Shawn.

Shawn looked worried, but repeated his statement. "I love you Mikey."

I could almost see the boy working through the thought processes. His faced turned crimson and his entire body began to shake. I was becoming concerned that this entire night could turn disastrous in just an instant. He looked back down at his friend, his eyes narrowing slightly as thoughts and ideas formed in his brain like bubbles in a boiling pot. He wasn't sure which thoughts to accept and which to disregard. However, I knew that Jimmy had retreated from the boy's mind completely, so that Mikey's response, for better or worse, would be his own.

"I've known you almost my whole life Shawn." Mikey began. He paused as his thoughts slowly coalesced in his adolescent mind. "I remember when you came to my seventh birthday party. I thought you were a little brat, but there was something I liked about you." He added. Shawn blushed and grinned a little, but didn't respond.

"But ever since that day, you were always there for me. Whenever my father beat the hell out of me, whenever something went wrong, you were always there. I guess I didn't know why having you there always made me feel better. I didn't really want to come tonight, because I didn't want people thinking I was gay or something. But, I came because I didn't want to let you down and I knew this might be my chance to be with you." Mikey said, his eyes beginning water. "But I guess I am gay, because I love you and I love everything we've been doing too." He admitted. "I just don't know what's going to happen to me when my dad or the other kids find out."

I had to fight back my own tears as the two boys shared a long kiss. After a moment of stunned silence, Nathan spoke up. "We are all behind the both of you. There is nothing to be scared or ashamed about. You can always count on us, right guys?" He asked, casting a serious look at both Dillon and Thomas. Thomas nodded his head vigorously, "That's right, this is our special secret. And we'll always stick together and be here for each other. You guys can come over any time you want, all of you. Besides, I guess we'll all pretty gay anyways." This assertion prompted a round of giggling, and nobody disagreed. "What about me? Does that mean I'm gay too?" Alex asked, looking a little confused about the sudden seriousness of the conversation.

Nathan shook his head. "Well, you've been letting the other boys to stick their dicks into your mouth and butt all night, then asking for more."

Alex thought about this for a moment then responded, "Oh, I guess I'm gay too then." This prompted another chorus of laughter.

Dillon piped up next, "Yeah it's like a secret club, just us for now on. No telling anyone else and no secrets between us."

"I think we should swear on that." I suggested, a motion quickly seconded by Nathan. We all held our hands in a pile, and swore that we'd hold each other's secrets and that we would always be there for one another. We all assured Mikey that we would not let him down and that he wasn't going to be alone in this. I thought the conversation would have cooled down the evening's activities but I was mistaken. Shawn and Mikey had exchanged some whispers and both of them had suddenly become erect.

"I'm going to do a special dare too." Shawn said, sporting a huge grin.

"Oh, what's that?" Billy asked curiously.

Shawn got on all fours right in the middle of the group, and then looked back at Mikey as he spread his ass cheeks apart. My own little cock immediately sprang back to life the second I realized that Shawn was giving Mikey his virginity and making a public show of it. Mikey massaged Shawn's oily white cheeks then reached under him and jerked his cock for a moment before positioning his cock at the boy's virgin hole. Mikey was probably the most athletic of all of us, and his cut cock was surprisingly larger than Nathan's was.

I could tell from the facial expressions that Mikey was still in control, and I searched the faces of the other boys to ascertain where Jimmy's consciousness went. However, everyone was entirely focused on the pair in front of them, as Mikey smeared his precum on Shawn's hole before grabbing the boy's slender thighs and pushing past his sphincter, prompting a gasp followed by a guttural moan from both boys simultaneously. I think both Mikey and Shawn were lost in one another, and yet somehow aware enough of our interest to make a real show. Neither of them were acting, their pleasure and joy was both indisputable and highly erotic. However, Mikey kept Shawn's cheeks spread apart so that we could see the length of his shaft in and out while Shawn made an effort to keep licking his lips and pushing his butt back into Mikey. They didn't just want to share their own pleasure; I think they wanted us to share in their joy as well, and that we did.

When Mikey finally arched his back and gasped as he began shooting his load deep inside Shawn, before pulling out to coat the boy's backside. Shawn looked back at Mikey and motioned over at Dillon with a lewd grin. Mikey pointed to the streaks of white on Shawn's ass and invited Dillon over. Dillon wasted no time crawling over and planting his face behind Shawn, before devouring the Mikey's cum as if he hadn't eaten all day. I think about the time his tongue pushed into his hole, that Shawn's body shuddered in what was likely the second dry orgasm.

This began the second round of the evening, after Nathan unexpectedly suggested that everyone switch partners. The funny thing is that I'm sure Nathan wasn't being perverted about it. Rather, he had been watching each boy carefully and understood that each one had their own little kink, and each boy clearly was interested in trying something they were perhaps reluctant to ask about on their own. Therefore, he paired the boys together so they could explore what truly appealed to them. I knew that Jimmy had seized control of Mikey's body again, because the boy shuddered then flashed me a mischievous and relieved grin. I think Jimmy had learned a powerful lesson this evening, though perhaps everyone did, myself included.

To be honest, I had lost myself to youthful abandon as I explored the bodies of Billy, Shawn and Alex over the course of the next several hours. I paid little attention to what the other boys were doing, but their occasional loud moan or high-pitched giggle would briefly raise my awareness before I returned to my carnal revelry. I occasionally would look over at Alex, marveling over the fact that he'd been tied up for all over four hours, had serviced every boy in the room at least once and not once complained or showed any sense of wanting to stop. In fact, I marveled over the fact that he didn't need to get up at all despite the sodas that Dillon and Thomas were diligently serving him when he asked. That was until I noticed him whispering to Dillon periodically, after which Dillon would take Alex's cock in his mouth for a moment, and periodically they would reverse that roll. It dawned on me what they were doing, and I couldn't help but cover my mouth and laugh.

Nathan shot me a curious glance, as did Mikey. I think Nathan followed my gaze and watched the boys too and quickly understood the source of my mirth. He walked over to me and whispered into my ear, "I think you're just laughing because you like that idea and you're just jealous you're not doing it too." To be perfectly honest, I don't know what came over me. I opened his mouth for Nathan and well, let's just say I'm in a seven-year-old's body, so give me a break. The needs and desires I've been feeling in full control of Jimmy's body, at times are significantly different from being in my own adult body. I'd say that I'd try anything once, but it turned out to be several times as the clock approached midnight and wariness began taking hold of all our young bodies. I'd been with nearly every boy over the course of the evening, I'm a bit ashamed to admit that I had lost track. I was so lost in exploring and experiencing our bodies, that I lost track of my partners.

Dillon and Thomas had finally untied Alex and together they went up to shower off and retire to the bedroom with the not so gentle encouragement of Nathan as the clock read nearly 1AM in the morning! Billy began riding on Nathan's cock, while Nathan gave Shawn a hand job. This just left Mikey, who approached me with a lewd grin. I'd not been keeping close track of him, but I had noticed him pinching his cock periodically. I wasn't sure why he was doing that, until I noticed how swollen his nearly hairless balls looked. Mikey just had some wisps of blond public hair that were barely visible. He straddled my chest and offered me his cock, which I quickly accepted, as I was eager to taste that bead of precum that was forming at the tip. I ran my small fingers up and down his thighs as he gently fucked my mouth. He stopped only to smear a trail of precum across my lips and face.

He took my cock into his mouth for a few moments, tasting and teasing my foreskin with his tongue then swallowing it whole. He then spread my legs apart and looked into my eyes. I spread my ass cheeks apart as widely as possible and offered Mikey my boy hole. My body literally hurt from wanting to feel him inside me, it defies adequate description. It wasn't a simple sexual want or curiosity; it had become a full-blown need. Only as Mikey pressed his larger, toned body against mine, did I begin to understand the nature of these feelings and their origin. As Mikey thrust his adolescent cock inside me, I realized that technically I had broken my promises. While it's Mikey's body fucking me, the fact is my nephew is fucking his uncle. It just so happens that neither of us was in our own bodies at the time. So, did we really break our vows to resist our sexual urges? Was this an acceptable work around to the problem? I wrapped my slender legs around Mikey, and tried pushing him deeper inside me. I could see by the twinkle in Mikey's eyes that Jimmy was proud of himself for having worked around our arrangements. I'm sure he wanted to experience a "big boy cum," but he really wanted to be with me. At the end of the day it doesn't matter which bodies we are using, because we our sharing our wants and needs together. Only now do I understand just how Jimmy really felt about me, and how I'm not the only one with real needs. The sensation's I've been experiencing were more than just my own, but they were Jimmy's as well.

Mikey's cock had become a blur as it rammed in and out of Jimmy's tight hole. I think both Billy and I were engaging in a pre-adolescent moaning competition because I'm certain that the entire house, if not the entire neighborhood could hear us moaning and begging for more. I could see the wide grin on Mikey's face, though I knew that Jimmy would have preferred the roles be reversed and that I be on top of him with my real body. We'd have to have a serious talk tomorrow before he goes home with his mother. However, perhaps borrowing bodies periodically might satisfy both our urges safely for a little while.

"I'm going to cum!" Mikey said breathlessly, as he pinched himself and pulled out quickly, leaving me panting. I knew immediately what he wanted, so I opened my mouth wide as he straddled my chest once again, while furiously stroking his cock. My hand was already a blur on my cock, which by this time had actually become a little sore despite the copious amounts of warm oil that had been applied to it during the course of the evening. My body began writhing as another dry orgasm gripped my body, to the extent that I nearly threw off Mikey from my own bucking. He pushed down on my chest with his left hand, while jerking himself with his right hand. I opened my mouth like a baby bird and waited. "Oh my God, I can feel it!" Mikey declared excitedly. Spurt after spurt of hot cum erupted from the twelve-year-old's cock. The first shot hit the back of my throat, the rest coating my tongue and my face. Each time the boy's cock pulsed and shot the thick, sweet white fluid Mikey gasped "Yes!"

"I didn't think it would be like that!" He exclaimed, clearly the words were entirely Jimmy's because I was certain that Mikey had ejaculated plenty of times on his own before tonight. He dipped his fingers in it, and then smeared it across my chest. I held my tongue open, not because I didn't want to swallow but because I knew what was going through Jimmy's mind. He leaned down and we French kissed, both sharing in Mikey's sweet taste. While we kissed, Jimmy allowed his consciousness to retreat from Mikey's body and back into his own body.

"I love you so much Uncle. I wish that was yours." He admitted.

"Someday soon it will be mine, but always remember I love you." I replied.

Mikey looked a bit confused for a moment then smiled down at me, as he rubbed his still leaking cock against my lips. "You were awesome Jimmy, thank you." He said. After I returned the compliment, he dragged Shawn off to the shower and then to Thomas and Dillon's bedroom for the night.

Jimmy's consciousness fell straight into slumber, leaving just Nathan and I to clean up a little around the living room. Nathan picked up the can of whipped cream, which had nearly been expended without ever seeing any ice cream. "I'm not quite tired yet." He said, looking into my eyes.

"Me neither" I replied, though it wasn't entirely true, but once again Jimmy's cock had sprung to life as if had a mind of its own. We started making out and well; the rest was a blur because I only remember Nathan carrying me to the shower, then finally to Thomas and Dillon's bedroom sometime around four o'clock in the morning. I heard the washing machine going somewhere in the distance as I fell fast asleep, spooning tightly against Billy.

Nathan had the living room spotless by the time their parents arrived about mid-morning. All the boys were cheerful though very sleepy. It didn't take Dillon's mom much time to deduce we hardly slept, though they clearly anticipated that. However, the house was in proper order and everyone was quite happy. She kindly made us all breakfast, and we managed to steer our conversations to sports, movies and school. Hell, she even tentatively endorsed another sleep over at the end of the month. Now was my turn to take a back seat, allowing Jimmy to do all the talking. These were his friends now, and mine too I guess. We were both part of this special club now, and these new friends made Jimmy feel less alone. Actually, I think perhaps for the first time we all felt less alone and that's something nobody can take away from us. I guess that's all anyone can really hope for in this life.

THE END (For now?)