Date: Mon, 02 Aug 2021 01:03:44 +0000 From: kleiner.gespenst Subject: Sage Blooms In The Summer | Part 10 On a hot summer Sunday in Burbank, CA, two young teens initiate a younger brother to some of mysteries of boyhood. A reader pointed out to me that the use of visual separators for story sections, like a row of equals signs, renders poorly with text-to-speech apps. I apologize for not recognizing rules of accessibility, and, will no longer visually separate sections within chapters. Nothing good comes for free. So, if you like this work of fiction, or any story on Nifty, please consider contributing to keep the lights on: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Caught ya!" Harper Arsenault squealed in delight. The 9-year-old had crept up on his big brother Sage kissing Colton Vannerman in their backyard pool. The startled older boys jumped out of each other's arms, then frowned at the intruder. "What're you doing here?" Sage demanded. His brother was supposed to be spending the day with his best friend, Danny. "Danny threw up in the car," Harper said, pulling a face of disgust. "I think he pooped his pants, too." Apparently, on the way to Angeles National Forest, Danny had come down with probable food poisoning from their breakfast at a diner, and this ended his family's outing. They'd dropped off Harper 20 minutes after Sage and Colton had biked back from several sets of tennis, that morning. Not even noon, it was hot that summer Sunday, and with an empty house, the 13-year-olds eagerly stripped off their sweat-soaked clothes and dived into the Arsenault family's backyard pool. "Are you guys skinny dipping?" Harper asked, giggling. Though it was the early 1990s, and boys then were less body-conscious than they are today, Harper always wore a bathing suit, or at least underwear when swimming, and the idea of going in the nude seemed appealingly naughty to the younger boy. Sage shrugged. "Looks like it, buddy." Without another word, Harper quickly pulled off his clothes. Colton caught a quick glimpse of the skinny boy's equipment, bouncing as the boy scampered across the deck. His circumcised boyhood was perhaps an inch long, hugging a lump of scrotum barely emergent from his pallid loins. Not a competitive swimmer like his brother, Harper's body had none of Sage's muscular definition, but also very little puppy fat. In fact, before the boy folded his body to a cannon-ball into the pool, his smooth little pelvis was clearly defined by a "V," starting from bony hips. Colton wasn't ordinarily attracted to younger boys. But Harper looked like a newly-minted version of Sage, with all of his big brother's well-meaning innocence. As the younger boy's head broke the surface, and his long, bowl cut brunette hair swirling around his collar, Colton imagined himself at that age, fondling a 9-year-old Sage. His softening half-hard cock grew harder. In moments, the three boys were consumed with "Marco Polo," and other games, enjoying the crisp water's contrast to the hot and smoggy Burbank air. Eventually, Harper found himself floating against Sage's chest, a typical way the boys absently cooled off. As usual, Sage had his arms inside his brother's, hands folded across the boy's chest, while Harper anchored his feet up on the pool deck, and they swayed together, unconsciously. A non-stop chatterbox, Harper stared up at the sky, every thought immediately pouring out of his mouth. Glancing at Colton with a grin, Sage shrugged and rolled his eyes, while Harper's endless monologue shifted from dinosaurs to Star Wars. "If Luke and the rebels rode diplodocuses, they could have creamed the Empire's walkers," Harper was saying, while Sage absently planted his feet on either side of his younger brother's on the deck. To stay afloat, Sage released his arms from Harper's chest, using his hands to gently dog paddle, while his brother's little body rested against his own. It was a timeless ritual with the two brothers, Harper unleashing his imagination, while Sage patiently listened, and asked occasional questions. The only difference was that Harper's round little bottom lay on Sage's flaccid adolescence. Colton admired the boys' tender, brotherly love. "You hungry, Harp?" Sage asked. "Cause I'm starved." "Yeah, Sage," the boy replied, quickly climbing off of his brother. "Let's get some lunch!" As the three boys toweled themselves dry, Harper studied the 13-year-olds' loins. Like his own little prick, the bigger boys' penises had shrunken in the water, turtling with their scrotums into protective little balls. "You don't have any hairs, Colt," Harper unselfconsciously declared. "Harper!" Sage snapped. "Don't be rude." "Oh, sorry," the boy timidly replied. Sometimes he had no idea what was impolite. "It's OK, Sage," Colton replied, with a smile. "A lot of kids take longer to go through puberty, Harper." While Colton explained late bloomers, Sage unfurled his soft member from its cocoon. His handful of silky pubic hairs raked against his circumcised head like a cheese grater. Flopping it with his thumb and index finger, he quickly enlarged it to its normal 2-inch resting length. "See you in the kitchen, Colton," Sage said, turning toward the house. Colton gazed in admiration at Sage's round buns, firm from year-round swim practice. Framed with a white, triangular silhouette, from his Speedo shielding Sage's ass from the sun, his butt cheeks rose and fell in counterpoint, rubbing together like two pallid grapefruit. A few minutes later, Colton joined Sage to make sandwiches. Like Sage, Colton was shirtless and barefoot. But while Colton wore black basketball shorts, Sage had on canvas shorts. Without a belt, they sagged over his slender hips, revealing an inch or two of bone white briefs, which contrasted alluringly against the boy's sun-bronzed skin. "Harper's pretty funny," Colton observed, spreading mustard on a slice of bread. "He's a little motor mouth," Sage replied, with a sigh. "But he's awesome." "He's almost as cute as you," Colton said. "Almost." Colton turned to run a finger along Sage's girlish, heart-shaped jaw, turning the boy to face him. Leaning in, Colton let his lips drift across Sage's. They kissed tenderly, communicating so much with simple, moist compression. Colton dropped his knife, and slid both hands around Sage's waist, pulling the boy against him. Sage kissed Colton with growing passion, his tongue slithering into Colton's mouth, to tussle with with his boyfriend's. Colton's fingers slid into Sage's shorts, squeezing the boy's buttocks through his snug little briefs. Sage's finger glided under Colton's waistband, and he was pleasantly surprised to find the boy was wearing nothing underneath. Filling his fingers with solid, soccer-toned buns, Sage squeezed, and ground his swelling cock against the hardness pressing against him. "Oh My God!" Harper's amused voice filled the kitchen. "You're doing it again!" Standing in the doorway with his hands on his hips, giggling, the younger boy was dressed - or, more correctly, undressed - in his usual at-home-in-the-summer uniform: a pair of cartoon briefs and nothing else. Busted for a second time, the boys were less startled this time, and pulled away from one another more grudgingly. "We like kissing, Harper," Colton explained, shifting his stance, vainly trying to conceal the tent pole straining out against his soft, nylon shorts. "You've got a boner, too!" Harper cried, giggling. Innocently, he reached out and squeezed Colton's tent pole. "Harper!" Sage said, sharply, knocking the boy's hand away. "Don't do that." The younger boy bashfully apologized. "I just wanted to feel it." "You can feel it, if you want," Colton said, quietly. "But you should ask, first." Harper returned his fingers to Colton's loins, squeezing the older boy into greater hardness. He looked up at the 13-year-old, and timidly asked, "Can I see it?" Colton glanced at Sage, who shrugged, and gave him a "why not" look. "Sure, Harper," Colton replied, and peeled the front of his shorts down to his thighs. "Whoa!" Harper exclaimed. "Your dick looks weird. It's got skin on it." Reflexively, he reached for the naked prong, as it bobbed with Colton's heartbeat. But then he stopped, and looked up at Colton, questioningly. Colton chuckled, and said, "Go ahead." While Harper explored Colton's hardness, the older boy explained that he was uncircumcised. "Your penis once had skin covering it, too." Taking Harper's hand away, Colton used a thumb and index finger to unfurl his foreskin, revealing his dark, sensitive glans. "See? Just like your's now. Noticing a lump stretching up the front of Harper's Star Wars undies, Colton also observed. Looks like you're getting a boner, too." "Yeah, I guess so," Harper replied in wonder. He still had no idea what the point was to erections, but he enjoyed feeling Colton's. "Do you want to feel mine?" Harper asked. Colton glanced over at Sage, once again. "Let's, uh, go to my room, guys," Sage replied. He'd known the day would come when he'd have to introduce his little brother to sex, and it looked like today was that day. Once in his room, Sage turned to his brother, and said, "Do you want to know what big boys do with their boners?" Harper's eyes grew wide, and his headed flopped up and down. "Yes, please." "First, Colton and I are going to kiss," Sage said, turning toward his boyfriend with a grin. "Like Colton said, we like to kiss a lot." The older boys took one another in their arms, hugging briefly. Sage's hand combed through Colton's damp, shoulder-length, blond hair. Colton caressed Sage's slender back, feathering every rib, and then the boy's shoulder blades. While their lips met for tender kisses, Sage shimmied Colton's shorts down, until they dropped to his feet. Colton palmed the front of Sage's shorts, pressing the rigid tool trapped in his clothing. He rubbed it a few times, then unbuttoned and unzipped Sage's shorts, letting them fall. A completely naked Colton pressed his erection against Sage's, thrumming through his skimpy white briefs, then Colton palmed the cotton-clad pole. Sage wrapped his finger's around Colton's naked rod, giving it long, loving squeezes. The boys tongues met to tussle, while they rubbed each other gently. They almost lost themselves in unembarrassed passion, when Harper's voice chimed out. "What're you guys doing to each other?" Sage sighed, and drew away from Colton. "You know when people joke about `playing with yourself?'" When Harper nodded, Sage continued, "We're playing with each other's dicks." Harper stared at the rigid tent lurching up the front of his big brother's snug, white underpants. He'd seen the boy's morning wood tenting his underwear plenty of times, and also Sage's bare boner in the bathtub more than once. But now, an erection was more than annoying curiosity. It was a tool with purpose, and Harper eagerly lay down on the bed, while the older boys explained masturbation. Sage peeled off his briefs, and his four inches dwarfed Colton's two inch rod. For once, Harper caught himself before he said something that might be rude. The 13-year-olds took turns lightly rubbing each other's rigid rods, demonstrating how to pleasure another boy. "Do you have to have someone else `maserbate'' you?" Harper asked, naively stumbling over the word. Colton chuckled and corrected him, adding, "we also call it `beating off,' and `jerking off.' You don't need anyone else to do it, but it's a lot more fun with another guy. Or girl, I suppose." "Ewwwww!" Harper said. At that age, he didn't even want to guess what one did with a vagina. Colton laughed. "You may feel differently when you're older." In fact, that was a very accurate prediction. By 9th grade, Harper would be thinking about nothing but tits and pussy, even when jerking off with other boys. But just then, he had no interest in girls. Sage and Colton lay down on either side of Harper. Sage slowly rubbed his brother's tummy, enjoying the soft young flesh, while answering the boy's non-stop questions. Colton caressed the boy's thighs, while Harper clumsily explored the two big boy bones, and their still hairless scrotums. Colton's fingers traveled up to the front of Harper's tight little undies. Feathering fingertips along the steamy, rigid little pole tenting Harper's colorful little briefs, Colton made the boy shiver. "Do you want to learn how to kiss?" Colton whispered, smiling at Harper, while caressing the boy's cotton-clad hardness a big more firmly. "Uh-huh," Harper replied, mesmerized by the feeling in his loins. It tickled gloriously, and he shivered. Colton left the boy's loins, raking his fingers through Harper's long, damp hair, and caressed his ears. Leaning down, Colton planted a gentle kiss on the younger boy's lips. He kissed Harper gently again and again, then rested his lips against Harpers for a moment, and pulled away with a smile. "You have to open your mouth, a little, Harp," Colton quietly explained. While Colton tenderly schooled Harper in the art of the kiss, Sage took over the job of gently teasing his brother's erection through his stretchy underwear. With a thumb on one side, and an index finger on the other, he gently rubbed up and back. It was so hard, almost bursting through the combed cotton. Rubbing for long moments, Sage eventually earned a moan from his brother, and the boy's little body started to wriggle. Colton kissed the younger boy more passionately, and tweaked the boy's nipples into hard little cones. Unlike Sage, Harper wore a t-shirt most of the summer, and contrasting with his pale farmer's tan, his tiny nipples were almost a bright pink. Meanwhile, Sage pulled the front of Harper's undies down, hooking them under his nuts. He'd seen Harper with an inadvertent erection several times over the years, but now he studied it intently. At two-inches, it was as long as Colton's, though very slender, like a twig. As it bobbed up and down, Harper's little boy meat pulled the little lump at the base, where his nuts rested, half-hidden in the boy's body. Licking two fingers, he gently played with Harper's tender, pink knob, and the boy squealed and shook. "That tickles!" Harper gasped. "But it feels so...good!" Sage let go for a moment, and spread Harper's legs, to kneel between them. Gripping the boy firmly by the stem with two fingers, Sage stroked his little brother's cock, slowly, but with intent. At the same time, he gently pressed into Harper's tiny testicular lump with his other finger tips. Fondling each tiny testicle in turn, Sage lit a fire in the young boy's loins. "Ohhhh! Ohhh! That's...oh!" Harper was drowning in the sparkling sensations. Colton was now sucking on his nipples, and Sage was rubbing itching tickles up and down, faster, and harder. Harper's hips started rocking on their own, and then he felt something strange and wonderful. "Something's....huh-happening!" Harper gasped. Suddenly, muscles tightened, and Harper yelped, as electric tingles pulsated in his little boy cock. He'd never felt anything so good, and he reflexively pounded his head back against the pillow with each throb, until, at last, the sparkles died away, and Harper softened in his brother's gentle grasp. Watching his brother's eyelids flutter, while catching his breath, Sage pulled the boy's undies back in place, tucking away Harper's diminutive pecker. "Oh. My. God!" Harper gasped. "That was amazing! That feeling at the end was...so rad!" Sage chuckled, and lay down along side his brother, caressing the boy's skinny, yet soft tummy. "That's called an `orgasm,' Harp." "All boys get them?" Harper asked, pied-eyed in wonder. "Do you guys get them?" "Every chance we get," Colton said, with a grin. "There's others ways to get them, too." Pausing for a moment, he added, "You're like your brother - you got your's real quick." "I never saw you doing it - `jerking off' - before, Sage." Until the previous week, the boys had always shared a room. "I waited 'til you went to sleep, Squirt," Sage confessed. "You can do it whenever you want. Just do it in your room, and don't talk about it." "But I want to tell Danny and Mark," Harper replied, misunderstanding his brother. Sage chuckled. "I meant don't broadcast it. Like `Hey everybody, I'm gonna go beat my meat.'" Harper giggled at the idea, then grew serious. "I really liked you guys doing it to me. I want to do it with Danny and Mark. Does that mean I'm gay, like you?" The older boys laughed. "Nope, Harp," Sage replied, once again covering familiar ground. "We used to do it with friends who like girls, now. Sometimes, it's just fun to mess around with other boys." "Can I do it to you, Sage?" The older Arsenault was conflicted. It seemed strange, even perverse to let his brother pleasure him. He'd done it with Harper to enlighten the boy about his body. And yet he was so achingly hard, and eager for hands on him. "Why don't you watch Colt and me, buddy?" "OK," his brother replied, disappointment clearly ringing through. Switching places with Colton, he sat with folded legs, surveying the older naked boys, who faced one another on their sides. Sage kissed Colton, and Colton kissed him back, and their lips lingered, and their tongues met to play. Harper was fascinated when the big boys pulled their faces a little bit a part, while their tongues danced between them, like eels coiling and darting. Sage took Colton's hardness in his finger tips, to stroke the boy slowly, and Harper liked the way Colton's dick head appeared and disappeared under the boy's foreskin. At the same time, Colton rubbed Sage's rigid tool with the flat of his hand. Harper committed every motion to memory, planning to make Danny moan like Colton and Sage were right now. Colton rolled Sage onto his back, and spread the boy's legs widely. Kneeling between Sage's thighs, Colton lay face down on his friend. Their lips met again for a moment, then Colton slid his arms under Sage's back, gripping him by the shoulders from behind. Using his knees for leverage, Colton pushed his hips into Sage's, rubbing his cock against his friend's. He slowly thrust, and Sage pumped up to meet him. "Wow!" Harper exclaimed. Now, he wondered what it felt like to rub his erection against another boy's, and he felt himself hardening, again. Imitating the older boys, he pushed the front of his underpants against the flat of his hand. Colton looked over with a grin, winked at him, then thrust a little harder into Sage. Harper pumped in time with the older boys, and his breathing grew heavy. Sage's panting grew louder, and Colton stopped humping him briefly. Raising his hips a little, he asked Sage to hold their cocks together. When they were sandwiched between Sage's fingers, Colton resumed his hard, meaty grinding, rocking the mattress. Shamelessly exposing their furious pounding to their young witness only added fuel to the boys' friction, and their thrusting hips slammed like v-8 pistons. Harper pulled down the front of his undies, taking his tiny prick in his fist, and jacked himself in time with the bigger boys. He heard Sage's ragged breaths turning to piping moans. And then, his brother sounded in pain. "Nooooo...nuuuuhhhooooo!" Sage begged to keep his orgasm at Bay. Muscles pulled his nuts, and the the itchy fire burst in his cock. "That's it, dude," Colton whispered. "Cum for me!" Harper watched in awe as his brother's face crumpled, and Sage's hips bucked up violently. Hidden from Harper's view, Sage's cock spurted once, twice, and a third time, then wretched drily several more times. When Sage released their cocks, Colton rolled over, onto his back. "Did you guys orgasm?" Harper asked, still stroking himself. Sage huffed, catching his breath. "I sure did, buddy. I came hard." "Came?" Harper asked. The older boys clarified the term, then had to explain the "funny smell" Harper sniffed. "Here, Harp," Colton said, pulling the little boy's fingers onto his glistening belly. "This is Sage's spunk." Harper rubbed his fingers through the thin coating of goo, finger-painting from Colton's bald pubic mound to his navel and back. "You can make sperm, Sage," he whispered in awe. At least he knew what that was from Sex Ed. He lifted his fingers to his nose. Impulsively, he tasted it, surprising the older boys with his audacity. Harper thought it tasted kind of sweet. "You'll make sperm too, Harp," Sage said, quietly, "in a couple of years." "Does it hurt?" Harper said, gazing over at his brother. "It looked like it hurt." Sage chuckled. "No. Totally the opposite," Sage replied. "You know how good your orgasm was? It feels like a hundred times more intense when you shoot a load. It's just, I want the tickles to last, and I try to stop it, but I always cum fast with Colton." "You can't fight it, dude," Colton replied with a smile. "Fortunately, your tap doesn't run dry." Sage grinned. "Well, maybe not for the first couple of times." "I want to cum again," Harper announced. Rolling onto his back, Harper stroked himself quickly, eager to feel the tingles explode through his dick once again. Colton rolled onto his side, and put a hand on Harper's, stopping the boy. "Here, let me." Taking Harper's little boyhood in his fingers, Colton slowly stroked the boy's stalk, making him sigh with delight. Sage spooned around Colton. Watching his brother shuddering rapturously was tantalizingly alluring, and Sage's cock twitched with desire. "Harp," Sage called, making the boy open his eyes. "You can do this to Colton, if you want." Reaching around Colton's hip, Sage clasped his boyfriend's foreskin with a thumb and index finger, pulling it back, and pushing it forward. Slowly, gently, he stroked Colton's glans with its own hood, making the surfer boy sigh. "Wanna try?" Sage asked. By then, his cock was rigid again, and he'd docked it between Colton's warm, firm buns. "Uh-huh," Harper replied, rolling onto his side. Carefully following Sage's directions, he stroked Colton's knob at the same pace the older boy rubbed him. When Colton stopped rubbing him, to tickle and caress his tiny scrotum, Harper mirrored the older boy, feeling the relatively bigger balls roll in his little hand. They were warm and wonderful. At the same time, Sage began slowly grinding into Colton's ass, sinking in the feeling of warm, firm, yet pliant flesh enveloping him. Colton flexed his cheek muscles around Sage, making the boy moan. "What's Sage doing?" Harper asked, unable to see more than his brother moving rhythmically. "He's rubbing his dick between my ass cheeks," Colton replied. "It's called `humping.'" "Oooooh, rad!" A world was opening before Harper, one where he could rub his boy flesh in a lot of different ways. Colton stopped fondling the younger boy for a moment, and tugged at Harper's underwear waistband. "These are really cute, Harper," Colton said. "But why don't you get totally nude?" Quickly fumbling with his brief's, Harper hurled them away, and lay back down. He let Colton cock up his knee, so the older boy could feather inside his soft, creamy thighs, along the very bottom of his little butt cheeks, his small testicle mound, and everything in between. It tickled delightfully. Harper sighed, and mirrored the older boy as much as he could, enjoying a few minutes of tender teasing. Then, he grew greedy for more. "Sage, can I play with your's too?" Harper asked. Sage sighed. He had started thrusting faster, ravished by the firm globes sandwiching his cock. But it was his brother's moment. "OK, Harp," Sage said, rolling away from Colton. "Lay down between us." Moments later, the naked 9-year-old was on his back between the middle schoolers, who lay on their sides facing him. Big boy erections waggled at Harper from both sides, but for the moment, Harper was entranced by his brother's cock. It was so much bigger than it had been just three years before, when the boys had felt each other up in the bath tub, neither knowing what to do with a boner. The slender, circumcised meat filled his entire hand. He'd played with Sage's silky frills when Sage first discovered his first two or three emergent hairs, and had proudly showed them off to his little brother. But now, Harper felt more, and he touched them with a kind of reverence. Unceremoniously, Harper pulled Sage's length, from root to tip, then rubbed back. New to the art, he yanked and cranked, working his big brother like a toilet plunger. It was indelicate, and workmanlike, and he carefully watched Sage's face, rippling with pained pleasure on every stroke. "Am I doing it right, Sage?" Harper asked. "Yeah, buddy," Sage said, not completely truthfully. "But you don't have to jack it so hard." Just then, Harper felt Colton's finger tips, wet with saliva, rubbing his knob, and he groaned. Looking to his left, Harper latched onto Colton with his spare hand, clutching the older boy by the foreskin, mirroring Colton's stroking. A moment later, Colton changed his grip, stroking the boy's stalk with his fingertips. Likewise, Harper held the older boy's slender little shaft with his thumb and index finger. Turning toward Sage, he clasped his brother the same way. Harper sighed, treasuring the big boy bones in his hands. An hour ago, he'd never known a penis could make one feel so good, nor that holding another boy's erection could be so enthralling. And here he was, with both hands full of 13-year-old hard ons. Harper continued taking cues from Colton, copying everything the surfer boy did. Colton alternated from light and fast feathering, to slow and deliberate tugging, and Harper did his best do the same to both older boys. Sage added caresses to Harper's tiny, undescended nuts, tickling each carefully. "Oooooh-gaaaah!" Harper gasped, as flares sparkled up and down his little boyhood. He finally noticed the big boys' knobs growing wet, and Sage's even oozed, and through his growing fevered trance, he gasped, "Are you making sperm, guys?" If they hadn't been lost in a sexual fever, they'd have laughed. But Colton merely huffed, "No...That's pre-cum." In as few words as possible, Colton explained natural boy lubricant. "I just started making it...uhh...uhhh...Your brother makes a lot more." "That's...awesome," Harper replied. Colton was making him quake with ecstasy. He was losing his concentration on Colton's complicated technique, and so all he could do was stroke the big boys harder. Their moist, hard rods felt so powerful in his hands, and he wanted to make them feel as good as he felt. "Oh shit!" Sage huffed. He felt his climax looming, prisoner to the small hand rubbing his flesh more violently. "Slow down, Harp!" Colton chuckled, knowing Sage's hair trigger was once again being pulled. Devilishly, he rubbed Harper faster, squeezing the boy harder. He loved the feeling of the boy's steamy erection running through his fingers, knowing he was the agency of the boy's frantic squirming, and that what he did to Harper was telegraphed to Sage's loin's. "Noooo - please, Harp. Slow it down!" Sage begged. The younger boy was rough and clumsy, and completely effective, like he were milking a cow. Harper barely heard his brother, he was so enraptured with the tingly tickles flaring in his loins. "It's -- UUUHH -- HAPPENING AGAIN!" Harper cried out. Harper gripped Sage and Colton's cocks like the handles on a thrill ride, which throttled back Sage's mounting climax, and the older boy opened his eyes just in time to catch Colton curl down and tongue lash his little brother's knob, while throttle his little love limb furiously. "WHAAAAT aaaare YOOOU -- UUUUUAAAH!!!" Harper wailed. While tidal forces ripped explosive ripples through his loins, red and orange geometric patterns danced behind his closed eyelids. The bed, the room, everything but the electric force surging from his cock through his head disappeared; his ears echoed with a deep, rhythmic pounding raging through his head. His body convulsed, and his little cock kicked against Colton's tongue again and again. His hips thrust several times, and then the boy collapsed. Harper's eyes were closed, and he was panting breaths slowed, and when the boy's hands fell away from their erections, 13-year-olds figured he'd fallen asleep. Colton grinned at Sage, who patted his chest, and whispered, "Come here babe." Quietly, Colton got up and walked around the bed. Sage was captivated by the boy's languid grace. Sinewy limbs flowed like the damp blond hair rippling to around Colton's shoulders, and the boy's slender, muscular buttocks, indented with concave curvatures behind each hip, rubbed enticingly with each step. A moment later, Colton straddled Sage's chest, with his knees bent below each of the brunette's armpits. Colton's uncut limb waggled in Sage's face, its dark nozzle peering wetly at him through its skin port hole. Though slender, and not much longer than his little brother's hardness, it was still thickening with the first signs of adolescence, and from what Colton had said about his father's cock (though he'd only seen it soft), the boy would gain a few inches in time. Just as Sage took Colton's knob in his fingertips, Harper stirred. "Mmmphh. That was sooooooo rad!" The older boys chuckled. "We thought you passed out," Sage said. Harper grinned at his brother with amusement and adoration. "It felt like...like when Dr. McKinney gave me laughing gas," he replied, recalling how he'd needed to have a couple of baby teeth removed after he broke them in a playground accident. "Whoa!" Colton observed. The little kid was even more physically sensitive than his brother. "You licked my dick, Colt!" Harper declared, with a giggle. "Did you like that?" Colton asked. The little kid made a melodramatic show of pondering, stroking his chin, and gazing around. "It was OK," he replied with a straight face, then broke into a heap of hysterical laughter. "I guess you don't want it to happen again, huh?" Colton replied, with a grin. Harper's eyes grew wide, and was about to plead with the bigger boy, when he realized Colton was kidding. "I guess you can lick it again, if you really want." "Maybe later. What about helping Sage cum?" "You didn't orgasm, Sage?" "Nope, Harp," Sage replied, shaking his head with a grin. "Wanna jerk me off?" "Uh-huh!" Harper replied. He rolled over, and sat between Sage's spread knees, facing Colton's back, with his thighs dropping over Sage's. Sage adored the sensation of so much boy flesh on him, especially since it was two boys he loved so much, in completely different ways. Just as he started to push and pull Colton's foreskin over the boy's tender head, Sage felt Harper grasp him firmly in his little fist, stroking him quickly, with no gentle build up. He was about to coach the boy through more subtle technique, but those thoughts fled when he felt Harper's tongue washing over his tender head. He must have been oozing copiously, because Sage felt his brother pull away, and heard Harper smack his lips. The younger boy must not have been disgusted, because Harper's tongue returned, swabbing all around Sage's head, while he pounded his brother savagely. "Uuuuuh...Haaarp!" Sage groaned in delight. He was so adrift in the friction on his shaft, and rough, wet sponging on his glans, he could barely concentrate on stroking Colton. With supreme effort, Sage peeled back Colton's hood one last time, and pursed his lips around the tasty, tender morsel. For an instant Colton remembered tide pool sea anemones closing around his finger, with sticky suction, and he imagined feeding one his cock. But then, he groaned, feeling Sage's lips compressing and sucking, and then Sage's dragged his tongue across his helpless tip. Sage tried to stroke Colton with the same gentle artistry he used with his lips, but the savagery Harper brought on his penis overwhelmed him. Soon, he was stroking Colton with the same rhythm, sliding two fingers and a thumb up and down the boy's slender flute in a fury. His tongue scurried and scrubbed, and he could taste a little more sweet sap spill onto his tongue. The friction in his loins was overpowering Sage's concentration. Bands of tissue pulled from his anus to his tummy, contracting his nuts. He felt it surging from his hairless scrotum, and he pulled Colton out of his mouth just in time to grind his teeth "GGGGGAAAAAAAAAH!!!" Sage groaned and his hips reflexively punched upward, as white, itchy fire blossomed out of his cock. Distantly, he heard Harper squeal and giggle, and he felt the boy's stroking stop for a moment, then resume. His detonations pounded again and again, and his body convulsed, until the spasms in his loins finally died away. Heaving, he quickly plead with Harper to stop jerking his too-sensitive cock. As he caught his breath, the cackling youngster bounded around, kneeling beside Sage. "You spermed on me!" Harper said, laughing uncontrollably. Lines of clear boy juice dribbled down the boy's nose, cheeks and lips. "Come here, Harp," Colton said with a smile. Gently holding the boy's face in his hands, Colton tenderly sucked and licked Harper clean, then planted a long kiss on the boy's small, yet fully kissable lips. The tongues played for a moment, and Harper sampled a more of his brother's subtle flavor. He was growing to like it. Turning away from Harper, and letting the boy sit back on his heels, Colton smiled down at Sage. "Looks like two Arsenaults have cum before me," Colton said, in a fake chiding voice. "Typical." "Let me take care of that, dude," Sage said, with a smile. Returning his lips to Colton's skinned penis cap, Sage sealed his lips behind the ridge, and swirled his tongue around it in languid circles. Colton shivered, then sighed as Sage gently traced his stalk with feathering fingertips. Then Sage's other fingers fondled each of Colton's testicles, in their tight, round sack, and the blond groaned. "Uuuuh...So good, dude," Colton huffed, as the pressure intensified on his glans, and Sage stroked the boy more firmly. Back and forth, Sage's fingers slid, while his eager slurping became audible. Colton buns started rolling a little on Sage's chest, and the brunette boy slid his hands away from Colton's loins to his ass. Squeezing each of Colton's firm fruit, he pulled the boy into his mouth. Rocking his head forward, Sage scrubbed down Colton's boyhood with cheeks and tongue, until his nose rested against the boy's hairless pubis. When pulling back, he sucked hard to the tip, then slopped forward again with a slack, wet mouth. Corkscrewing his head, Sage added Newtons of wet, electric friction to Colton's diamond hardness. "Holy cow!" Harper muttered in wonder. While bobbing back and forth, and rocking his head, Sage's squeezing fingers slid further into Colton's now perspiration-dampened crevice. Unseen by Harper, Sage had spread Colton's buttocks, and one of his fingers circled the boy's tender hole. Colton couldn't help but meet Sage's bobbing mouth with gentle thrusts. Soon, he was fucking Sage's mouth, and Sage didn't need to move his head at all. Pumping faster, Colton sank into the warm maelstrom surging around his tender boyhood. Sage's finger eventually pierced Colton's tunnel, making the boy grunt. Colton shuddered, and his thrusting grew as ragged as his breath. Surging back from a thrust, needing Sage's finger on his special place, he accidentally pulled out of the boy's mouth, leaving a bridge of drool from lips to knob. Sage plunged his finger deeper, rubbing the boy's acorn two and fro, and Colton's nuts contracted. Clenching his eyes and teeth shut, the surfer boy shook his head, making his long hair flap about like a flag in a storm. While Colton stifled a potential shriek, Harper was blown away by the clear, watery juice bursting out of Colton's cock, spattering into Sage's open mouth, and across his lips, and down onto his chin. A second, thinner spray spurted onto Sage's cheek, and a little more bubbled and oozed from the boy's wagging wand. At last, he settled back onto Sage's chest, and Colton's head hung while he gulped air. Sage's fingers left Colton's ass, to squeegee his boyfriend's manna into his mouth. Swallowing it gratefully, and savoring the slightly salty, sweet flavor, he] carefully cleaned Colton's sensitive, softening cock with his tongue. "You guys really like to eat sperm!" Harper said, with a giggle. "Well, we really like each other's, Harp," Sage said, with a smile. "Not everyone likes the taste. They spit it out." "I think I like it," Harper said. Reaching down, he squeezed Sage's soft 2 inches. "Can I have some more, please?" Sage laughed, and batted his brother's hand away. "Maybe later. Come here, goof ball." Harper lay down, and rolled into his brother's arms for a long hug. "I love you, kiddo," Sage said, quietly, into the boy's ear through his long, damp hair. "I love you too, Sage." Colton climbed to the other side, lying down facing the two brothers. Extending his arm all the way, he squeezed Sage and Harper in a group hug. For long moments, the naked, spent threesome hugged and cuddled. The older boys answered questions about oral sex, and all three giggled and joked about body parts and boyhood. "Danny's gonna love this," Harper said. He'd seen his best friend naked many times, before or after pool parties, and on sleep overs. They'd even compared and touched each other's boners. Just thinking about stroking Danny's erection made Harper's little Peter twitch. "OK, but remember to keep it discrete, buddy," Sage said. "What's `dis-crete?'" Harper replied. "Uh, keep it a secret." "Why a secret? Did we do something bad?" Sage chuckled. "No, buddy. All boys play with themselves, and most...experiment with friends. It's totally normal. It's just...A lot of adults say it's wrong - even if they did it as kids." "Adults are stupid," Harper said, and the older boys laughed in agreement. Sage and Colton squashed the younger boy in another long, group hug. After a minute, Sage glanced at his watch. They'd been going at it well past noon, and they still hadn't eaten lunch. "You guys, I'm really starving," Sage said, unfurling himself from the boy clump. Harper and Colton agreed, they needed food as well. After wolfing down sandwiches and chips, Sage and Colton pulled on shirts and shoes, grabbed their skateboards and helmets, and set out to hit the streets. Just before they abandoned Harper to watch a Dodger's game on TV, Sage reminded his little brother to keep the door locked, and not to open it for strangers. "I know, Sage," the little boy grumbled, still wearing nothing but underpants, and reciting the warning, "Stranger Danger. I'm not stupid." But just then, he finally realized why anyone would want to touch his private parts, and it was no longer a silly threat. The older boys skated all over town, occasionally stopping to chat with Sage's friends. At one point, they chanced upon a dusty old thrift shop, where they were the only patrons. Laughing gleefully, they tried on all kinds of hilarious old clothes, earning scowls from an older woman reading a romance novel at the cash register, with a cigarette dangling out of her mouth. Colton regretted not putting on underwear before they hit the streets, when he dropped his shorts to pull on things in the doorless dressing room. But the cashier wasn't paying attention, and his t-shirt hung below his naked loins, anyway. Colton convinced Sage they needed a few odd things for the next day, when the boys would have the house to themselves. The cashier raised an eyebrow at their purchases, but didn't say anything. Their purchases spurred another stop, at a dingy drug store, for even more questionable items. But the cashier there didn't even glance up at the boys. Much later, after dinner and some TV, Sage and Colton stepped out into the back yard. It had grown dark, but like on the coast, no stars were visible. In Ventura, that was because of evening fog. In Burbank, the smoggy air glowed with city light that only the moon could pierce. "Sweet day, dude," Colton said, gazing into Sage's liquid, hazel eyes. Colton slid his arms around Sage's waist, and their hips rested together. "Yeah. It was," Sage said, draping his arms over the boy's shoulders. "I'm really glad you're here." "I'm stoked to be here," Colton replied, leaning in to rest his lips against Sage's for a moment. Pulling away, he whispered, "I love you so much, baby." "I love you even more, dude," Sage replied, returning the kiss. Their lips lingered, and they took turns suckling and nibbling. Their tongues twined, and their hands caressed. Passions mounted, and their cocks engorged. Unbraced by underwear, Colton's pointed down against his leg uncomfortably, and he had to reach into his shorts to adjust it. "Mmmm. This is so sweet. Are you sure we can't..?" Colton whispered into Sage's ear. Sage sighed. He could have easily caved, but remained resolute. "It'll be so much better if we wait until tomorrow," he replied. Really, they should have remained celibate for the entire day, building up a sea of semen and need. "Alright," Colton pouted, then smiled and gave Sage one last, lingering kiss. "We better hit it, then." "Yeah," Sage agreed. "Good night, baby." "Sleep well, dude," Colton said, then added with chuckle, "No wet dreams, OK?" Sage chuckled. "If I have one, it'll be your fault." After saying good night to his parents, and brushing his teeth, Sage striped to his white briefs, thankfully no longer straining with an erection. He read for a bit, then groggily fell asleep. He'd barely drifted off when his bed rumbled, in a familiar way. "Harper?" Sage muttered. "Uh-huh," the young boy quietly whispered. "Can I sleep here?" Sage grumbled. "You're supposed to knock, right?" "But I didn't want to wake you up." "You did, anyway." "Sorry," the boy replied, snuggling up to his brother, spooning him from behind. Sage could feel the boy's hardness pressing into his bottom. "Uh, Sage?" Harper asked, tentatively. "Can we, uh, do things? Like we did today?" Little horn-dog, Sage thought. I've created a monster. Rolling over to face his brother, he stroked the boy's face with his fingertips. Without invitation, Harper kissed Sage. His lips lingered, and opened. Before Harper's tongue could find Sage's, the older boy pulled back. "Hey now, buddy," Sage said. "You don't want to kiss?" Harper asked, his voice glazed with awkwardness and disappointment. Sage thought about it. He kind of wanted to, lust creeping into his deep affection for his little brother. At the same time, he was tired, and making out with his brother felt weird. "Harper, you know I've got a boyfriend, right? I save my special kisses for him." "Huh, OK. But he kissed me..?" "I know, it's kind of confusing," Sage replied. "Let's just say you and I can do special kisses after Colton goes home." By then, he'd be able to figure out the boundaries he'd need to set. "OK, I guess," Harper said, quietly. "Sage? I really wish I was your boyfriend." Sage sighed. "Harp, you're more than that. You're my brother. I love you more than anyone." "More than Mom and Dad, and Becky?" Harper asked. "Yeah," Sage said, though maybe it wasn't that clear. "Just don't tell them." Harper's fingers found purchase on the soft bulge in Sage's briefs. "What if we don't kiss..?" Sage chuckled, pulling his brother's hand away, just as his pubescence began to swell. Harper made a dejected sound. "I've got a big day tomorrow, buddy. I need to get some sleep." "Ohh-Kay," Harper said. "It's just, I have a boner, and it won't go away. And I don't want to do it alone." He'd been masturbating in bed not 15 minutes earlier, when he remembered how much better it felt with someone else stroking him. Sage chuckled again. "You're a really horny little guy," he replied, then explained the term to his younger brother. Sage reached across and felt the front of his brother's briefs, finding a raging little bone stretching the skin-tight cotton. He stroked it for a moment, but it also made Sage harder, hungry for Harper's bare erection. He sighed, and pulled his hand away. "If you're going to sleep here, you're gonna half to jerk yourself off, Harper." The 9-year-old grumbled, but Sage heard the tell-tale snap of an elastic waistband, followed by the rhythmic ruffling of the bedding they shared. As Sage settled into his pillow, trying to ignore his brother's sighs, he had an idea. "Wait, Harper," Sage said, stopping the boy's self-gratification. "Here's a different way to do it." Pulling another pillow down, under the covers, he positioned his brother's groin on the middle of it, straddling either edge with his soft and creamy thighs. Palming Harper's bottom, with his fingers in the boy's cotton covered perineum, Sage pushed and pulled the boy through a very natural motion Harper quickly mastered. "I love humping a pillow," Sage said, enjoying the sensation of his brother's bottom in his hand. It was so warm and round and soft. "Like you humped Colt's butt," Harper replied pumping more vigorously. "Just like it," Sage said. He felt Harper's buns flexing through his underpants, and it made him want to grind his cock against them. Sage swiftly drew his fingers away, while his cotton-bound hardness wept with need. "Hey, I like you rubbing my butt," Harper complained, thrusting a little harder. "I have to get some sleep, kiddo," Sage said, though it would be tough with his brother making the bed shake with his rabbit-like pumping. Harper thought about Sage humping Colton's buns, then he imagined Danny, lying naked under him. His dick was in the crease of Danny's bottom, and he was humping it so hard. His underwear fly raked across his dick, adding to the friction, and Harper moaned, loudly. "Shhhh!" Sage hissed. "You'll wake everyone up. Remember that word `discrete?'" "Uh-huh," Harper quietly huffed, as he pumped faster. He had no other words, because his tiny nuts tightened inside him. His grinding grew frantic, uncoordinated, and he bit his lip to stay silent. He felt the tingles building, and he pounded into the pillow one last time, burying himself in Danny's imaginary bottom. Sage smiled, hearing the boy choking his gasps, and feeling the bed gently settle. Rolling away from his brother, onto his other side, he ignored the painful pleas from his penis. Just as he drifted off once more, he felt Harper spoon around him, grateful he was no longer being poked in the ass by a little boy's boner. ============== To be continued...