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Subject: {ASSM} ST: "Teacher - Part 29" (mc, t/t, ws)
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Date: Sun, 18 Dec 2005 10:10:01 -0500
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TEACHER - PART TWENTY-NINE

By Daemon Way

daemonway@yahoo.ca

	Seeing Dominic Halder walking home from school you'd
think the boy was carrying the weight of the world on
his shoulders from his long face and the slump of his
shoulders.  Even watching Molly Vickers and Trang Ng
shamefully flashing their boobs at the new, skinny,
pimple-faced clerk at the Seven-Eleven didn't cheer
him up, nor the fact that it was a Friday and the
beginning of a weekend.  It wasn't just any Friday
either.  It was the tenth, the tenth of December. 
Today he'd become a teenager, not that you'd be able
to tell from his fine looks and small size, both
inherited from his mother.  Dominic looked much more
like he went to Grade Five, not Grade Eight.  He did
not know the cause of his mother's death, but it was
shortly after his birth and his father blamed him for
it, so there would be no celebration today.  There
never had been.  Thirteen, and he'd never had a
birthday party, not even a single friend over to
celebrate.
	Hearing a car pulling up behind him, he hoped maybe
it was one of those perverts who kidnapped kids and
did stuff to them.  He was desperate for some
attention, any attention.  As he turned, he recognized
Kenneth Ballard's blue Civic Honda.
	"Hey, dude, whatsup?" Kenneth asked, leaning over and
glancing out the passenger window.
	"Nothin'," Dominic replied with a shrug.  Nothing at
all.
	"Nothin'?" asked Kenneth in mock surprise.  "No big
date tonight?  Not throwing a wild party at your
house?"
	Dominic smiled and his cheeks tinted with the
teasing.  A change had come over Kenneth.  Ever since
Cory's last big party three weeks ago, he'd been
dropping by each day, which delighted his sister
Nicole who'd begun thinking Kenneth was dropping her
for someone else.  Of course he came over to see her,
but he always spent some time with Dominic, just
talking, sometimes horsing around, tickling, sometimes
tossing the football out on the lawn.  It was cool. 
It also pissed off his sister, which was even cooler.
	"Hey, I got nothin' planned either.  What say we go
to the park and toss the football around for a while,
and maybe swing by the Pizza Hut for a pizza or
something, maybe pick up a video or two?"
	"Sure," Dominic replied with a shrug.  It wasn't
exactly a birthday celebration, but it was better than
spending it home alone.  He threw his backpack in the
back seat and got into the front.
	"You can use my cell if you like to let your dad know
where you are."
	"That's okay.  He's at work and doesn't like me to
bother him there.  Sides, he won't care."  Truthfully,
Dominic suspected his father would be happier if he
wasn't around on this particular day.  He decided to
phone home and leave a message on the answering
machine, just that he was out for supper and not to
worry.  That was a laugh, his dad worrying about him. 
He didn't say he was with Kenneth.  Nicole checked the
messages, which were usually for her anyway, and he
didn't want her to know he was out with Kenneth.
	So they drove over to Westbank Park and spent the
next hour and a half tossing the football and running
tackles.  Dominic was getting quite good at handling
the ball, which Kenneth commented on, which caused him
to beam with pride and his cheeks to colour again. 
They laid back on the grass and talked a while, and
then picked up a couple videos, "Shrek 2" and "Shrek
2," Dominic's choices, and swung over to Pizza Hut
where Kenneth worked part time.  Kenneth had already
placed the order, and to Dominic's surprise, he got
not one, but six extra large pizzas.  When he asked
about it Kenneth only smiled and said he'd worked up
an appetite.  Arriving at his house, he handed Dominic
the key and told him to go ahead while he carried the
pizza.
	Opening the door and stepping inside, Dominic was
greeted with cheers and the blowing of party favours,
and an off-key rendition of "happy birthday" sung by
ten of Kenneth's closest friends while one of them
recorded his reaction on a high definition digital
video camera provided by Kenneth to record the
evening's events.  A hastily made banner made of
looseleaf pages taped together said "Happy 13th
Birthday Dominic" and there were a half dozen
streamers and balloons hung from the ceiling.  Having
learned from Nicole that it was Dominic's thirteenth
birthday and that they never did anything to celebrate
his birthdays given the circumstances and how her
father felt, Kenneth had taken it upon himself to
arrange one.  Not knowing who Dominic's friends were,
he'd initially considered contacting Cory Wilson but
worried what sort of party that might end up being
considering his past experiences with Cory and his
parties, and him being ultimately responsible for
setting it up, he decided instead just to go for
something small with him and a couple friends.  The
last thing he needed was some parent finding out his
son was in some wild gay sex orgy and that he was in
charge.  That he'd already participated in three of
Cory's parties, two as an invited guest, had already
caused him enough worry and sleepless nights.  Anyway,
when the others heard about Dominic's home life and
Kenneth's plan, they were eager to help, and the
numbers and plans grew from three friends to ten and
from taking him out for pizza to a full-fledged party.
	He quickly introduced Dominic to the others, Mike,
Evert, Grant, and Kurt, all muscular teen hunks and
members of William Cleaver High School's football
team, Grant's girlfriend Stephanie and Kurt's
curvaceous girlfriend Tracey who was a cheerleader,
Tracey's friend and fellow cheerleader Rita and her
boyfriend Steve, and Derry from the high school swim
team with his girlfriend Lana.  Opening up the pizza
and the first of several cases of beer, provided by
Mike's older brother who was of legal age, and a can
of soda for Dominic with the joking he should have at
least one beer having become a teenager, they began to
party.  They were on their third beer by the time
they'd consumed the pizza and brought out an ice cream
cake, with a picture of a football player and
Dominic's name on it, and of course thirteen candles
which they lit and had him blow out and make a wish.
	Already totally overjoyed with the attention and the
surprise party, Dominic could not believe it when they
brought out two presents, and his eyes lit up as he
opened them, a football jersey in the same colours as
the WCHS team, blue and gold, with even the school
crest on it from Kenneth, and a football helmet the
others had chipped in and bought.  They of course
insisted he try them on.  By that time everyone was
more than a little inebriated as they opened up
another round of beer, and after some discussion on
party games, most of the ideas more suited to someone
who was six not thirteen but nobody knowing any games
suitable for a new thirteen-year-old, they decided,
with some giggling and joshing, on spin the bottle.
	They were a little old for such amusement, being
between the ages of sixteen and eighteen, but full of
beer and good spirits, they formed a circle on the
floor of the family room just as excitedly as the
first time they'd ever played the game.  Those who had
come with a boyfriend or girlfriend of course looked
forward to the opportunity to do some kissing, and
having several guys who'd come stag added to the
merriment and joking when one of them had to kiss one
of the girls, the boyfriends warning both parties to
keep it light and of course the kissing couples
jokingly doing just the opposite and hamming it up for
the video recording Derry was making of the birthday. 
To add to the humour, the first time the bottle
pointed to two girls to kiss, the boys, who were in
the majority, declared the rule that it didn't matter
what the sex of the two people were and there was no
spinning the bottle a second time if the person
spinning ended up having to kiss someone of the same
sex.  The girls of course got their revenge when the
bottle pointed to two guys, which occurred more
frequently, that being the disadvantage of the guys
being in the majority.  For young Dominic, it felt
just as weird and was just as embarrassing kissing a
girl as it was a boy given their age difference, and
of course everyone whooped it up extra loudly when it
was his turn to kiss someone.
	To Dominic's embarrassment, and secretly to his
delight, he found himself popping a boner with all the
kissing.  Watching a guy and girl who were girlfriend
and boyfriend kissing was hot knowing the feelings
they had for each other, but watching a guy kissing
another guy's girlfriend was hot too even if it was
all just in fun.  What he did not know was that the
guys were getting turned on too, finding the sight of
two girls kissing particularly erotic and especially
good-looking, stacked girls like those at the party,
and the girls were finding themselves getting aroused
by the sight of two football studs touching lips even
if it was just a game.
	That having set the tone and direction of the party,
they decided next on a game of strip poker.  At first
they let Dominic win and slowly they began removing
their clothes, but once they got down to their
underwear and things got serious, they played for
themselves, and between being inexperienced and having
a string of bad luck, Dominic began to lose big time. 
In the process the girls helped him remove his
clothing, which got both him and the girls excited. 
The sight of his thong sent all the girls in twitters,
and even more so when Kenneth dropped his jeans and
revealed the same underwear.  As he sat there with the
eleven high school students, Dominic not sure who to
ogle first, the girls in just their bras and panties
or the guys in their boxers or briefs.  He found both
highly erotic, guys and girls, but, much to his
relief, the fear and embarrassment of having to remove
his underwear and reveal his boner caused his erection
to suddenly shrivel as quickly as it had popped up. 
He of course was the first to strip naked, and they
all laughed good naturedly as the girls helped him out
of his thong, and another round of beer was opened up
in celebration.  One by one the rest stripped and
Dominic was not the only one to steal overt glances at
the girls' boobs and pussies, and the guys' butts and
equipment, being curious about both just like all the
others in the room.  Derry had the advantage over all
of them as he zoomed the video camera in on each of
them as they removed that last intimate article of
clothing and revealed all.
	One of the guys, Evert, observed he'd seen a video
about a party once where they'd had a girl in a cake,
and they'd filled her vagina and rectum with booze and
then passed her around and drank the booze out of her
two openings.  Of course they all jokingly asked what
sort of perv he was watching porn movies, and where
they could get a copy.  The discussion lead to the
fact it was too late for the cake part, but not the
second part, and nominations began to be presented,
each nominator having good reasons for whomever he or
she chose but each nominee in turn declining the
opportunity.  They finally and unanimously decided on
their guest of honour, who was too meek in the
presence of the older teens to decline.
	Slipping out to his car while Kenneth looked for a
container, Derry returned with an enema kit, which
resulted in a round of teasing and disbelief that it
was really his dad's even if it was his dad's car, and
that it just happened to be in a box of supplies his
father was transferring from the hospital to the free
clinic where he did volunteer work, and that Derry
just happened to know it was there.
	All of them having a good buzz by then, they decided
to wash out Dominic right there in the family room,
and delighted with all the attention and eager to
please, he let them.  Turning the video recording
duties over to Kurt, Derry sat down on the floor and
opened the bag.  Following the instructions in the kit
and choosing the plain enema syringe over the gravity
bag or the in-line-pump, Derry pulled back the
plunger, unscrewed the cap and filled the eight-ounce
cylinder with warm water.  Having Dominic lie on his
back and raise his legs and backside, Derry lubricated
the nozzle and inserting it up Dominic's rectum,
pushed in the plunger and filled his rectum.  Dominic
squirmed with the strange sensation but assured
everyone everything was all right.  He didn't tell
them that it didn't feel at all like when he stuck his
finger up his butt.  It was as pleasant thought, and
between being watched and the physical sensation, to
his embarrassment and dismay he popped a boner, and in
the position he was in there was no way to hide it. 
He blushed a bright red as one of the girls commented
on it, and another observed how cute it looked, and
one of the guys observed it was a nice size for
someone his age.  Timing him for three minutes, Derry
had him empty his bowels in an empty plastic ice-cream
bucket Kenneth had found.  He blushed even redder as
he squatted over the pail and noisily evacuated his
bowels.
	Repeating the process several times until he was sure
he had Dominic completely rinsed out and the water
coming out was as clear as that going in, Derry filled
the cylinder with beer and injected it up his rectum. 
Deciding Kenneth being the host he should have the
first drink, they insisted on it when he protested
that it wasn't necessary.  Fastening his lips to
Dominic's pucker with more than a little uncertainty,
he sucked out a mouthful, and finding the taste no
different from sucking on a can, he took a long
draught.  Wiping off his lips with the back of his
hand, he pronounced it to be delicious.  With a lot of
uncertainty and drunken giggling, they passed Dominic
over to Derry, who pronounced the same thing and who
handed him to his girlfriend Lana.  Seeing his girl
pressing her lips against the butthole of an erect
thirteen-year-old boy and sucking out the beer up his
ass sent a thrill of arousal up Derry's dick, and
though he didn't pop a boner, it did swell.
	Someone popped in the first of the two "Shrek" videos
they'd brought for the party, and they sat back and
enjoyed the tape as they passed Dominic around, none
of them bothering getting dressed again.  As he was
emptied, he was filled with another eight ounces and
passed around again until nobody was bothering
drinking from a can anymore.  Absorbed in the movie
and already well sloshed, nobody noticed Dominic
beginning to get tipsy and giggly himself, none of
them realizing the beer was being absorbed through his
intestinal lining into his blood stream and quickly
making its way to his brain.  Being only eighty pounds
and five foot seven, it didn't take that much to have
an effect.  By the time the movie was over, the room
was spinning and everyone had become blurred.
	"Oh man, the only problem with beer is it goes right
through," sighed Mike.
	"Yeah, tell me," agreed Evert.
	"Remember when we were young we used to have pissing
contests?"
	"Oh yeah," Evert replied with a grin.  "Well, right
now I could beat you by a mile.  Well, several yards
anyway."
	"Wanna bet?"
	"Sure. What's the winner get?"
	"A blow job."
	"In your dreams."
	"Didn't think you were so sure.  Five bucks then."
	"Kiss my ass."
	"Hey, five bucks is all I can afford.  I don't get my
allowance til next week."
	"I mean, that's the bet.  Loser kisses the other's
ass."
	"All right, I've always wondered what it would be
like to have someone kiss my ass.  Step outside."
	They all did and Evert and Mike lined up and
unabashedly raised their dicks.  Booze and male pride
is no match for modesty or self-consciousness never
mind logic.  Fortunately by then it was getting dark
and none of the neighbours were outside.  After all
the beer they'd drunk, both boys had a lot of
pressure, and a lot of distance.  In the end Evert had
not exaggerated his need, though several yards was an
overestimate.  Evert bent over for Mike, who amidst
cheers and hoots and laughter, paid his debt, the
entire event of course being recorded by Derry.
	"You boys are gross," observed Lana.
	"Yeah, well, that's one advantage to being a boy,"
observed Evert.
	"That and being able to have pissing contests," added
Kurt.
	"Having pissing contests is not just a boy thing,"
Lana advised.
	"Girls do too?" Kurt asked in surprise.  Lana and
Stephanie exchanged grins.  "You two have?"
	"Well, not for distance."
	"Remember when Whitney and Alicia tried?" Lana asked,
and the two girls broke into the giggles.
	"That was a disaster!" Stephanie snorted.
	"And very wet," added Lana, causing the two to break
into gales of laughter again.
	"You boys do have the advantage there."
	"So, com'on, what sort of contest did you two have?"
	The two girls looked at each other.  "Volume," they
said together.
	"Oh yeah?" laughed Evert. "So, who wants to challenge
who?"  The girls giggled as they all glanced at each
other. They all had to go.  "Com'on, you seen us guys.
 Well, two of us anyway, so far."  The other guys had
to go just as badly.
	"I'm willing," said Stephanie as she looked at Lana. 
"Loser  . . .  kisses the winner's boyfriend's butt." 
Lana laughed, but agreed and Kenneth quickly fetched
two saucepans from the kitchen, the only large
containers he could find.  The ringing sound as the
two girls squatted over the pots and began to piss
caused everyone to giggle.  Stephanie had a good
reason for speaking up, and her boyfriend Grant was
the winner.  As he felt Lana's lips against his
asshole, he began to swell himself.
	"Anyone here ever heard of a golden shower?"  Kurt
asked.  The leers on several faces, including one of
the girls, indicated those who did, and considering
what they'd been doing, it didn't take rocket science
for the others to figure out what it meant.  "So,
since we're all naked anyway, anyone need a shower?"
	"No way!"
	"They say it's a real turn on," Derry offered in
support of Kurt's suggestion.  Seeing his girlfriend
pissing into the pot and then kissing his buddy and
classmate's asshole had been hot, and the image of him
standing there and his piss running over her boobs and
down along the furrow of her twat was even hotter. 
Now that he'd have to be sure to catch on video!
	"Some people drink urine for therapy," offered Kurt.
	"People who drink urine need therapy."
	"Seriously.  They say it's really good for you."
	"Yeah, well then, you want to have a power drink?"
offered Steve as he reached down and slipped his
fingers about his partially aroused cock.
	"I said some people believe it, not me."
	"Let's draw straws.  Whoever gets the short straw
gets the shower," suggested Grant.
	"Why don't we just pick whose the shortest?" joked
Derry, there being no question who that was.
	"Yeah, instead of giving the birthday boy the bumps,
why don't we give him a shower instead?"
	They all laughed, but also all quickly agreed.  Those
who had not already pissed had to go badly now, and
all the talk about pissing was not making it any
easier to hold it back.  Most important of all, it got
all of them off the hook of being the target.  Hearing
no objection from Dominic, who now on top of his
desire to fit in and to please everyone who'd been so
kind to him was finding it difficult to think
straight, they had him lay down on the grass and the
eleven inebriated, naked teens formed a circle around
him, those who'd already emptied their bladders
wanting to watch.  Evert offered to take over the
taping duties for Derry while he did his thing, and
the entire group of them so buzzed by then, nobody
even thought of objecting to being taped.  Dominic
certainly didn't object as he lay there in a happy
haze, staring up at the four openly exposed cunts and
four pairs of tits, and the seven sets of balls and
flaccid cocks all pointing at him.
	Kurt was the first to overcome his
self-consciousness, his hot yellow stream arching up
and out, striking Dominic in the centre of his chest
and running down in streams down his slender, white
body, now seeming all the whiter in the moonlight. 
Tracey squatted over his lower torso and drenched his
genitals with a strong stream of piss, and Grant hosed
down his right thigh while Derry did his left and Rita
squatted over his feet.  Kenneth added his hot stream,
directing it at little Dominic's nipples while Steve
did likewise, and unable to hold back, Dominic let
loose himself, his piss shooting up into the air like
a fountain and falling back down over his flat, white
stomach and little hairless balls.  They all had full
bladders. 
	"Oh man, now that was hot," observed Grant, finally
shaking himself off as he looked at Stephanie.
	"Well, we'll have to do something about that," she
said flirtatiously.  Watching her boyfriend standing
there in the nude pissing on Dominic along with
everything else that had gone on that evening, on top
of the effects of the booze, she was feeling hot
herself.
	"You mind if we borrow your guest room for a while?"
Grant asked.  Receiving their host's nod, the two
disappeared into the house.
	"I don't know about you all, but it's getting late,
and I'm working tomorrow.  I gotta split," Steve
announced.
	"Yeah, me too," observed Rita.
	"One more beer," suggested Kurt.
	"One more beer and I won't be able to stand up. 
Actually, I don't think you should drive as it is,"
observed Tracey.
	"Yeah dude, you'd better sleep it off here," offered
Kenneth.
	"But I have to get Tracey home."
	"I can catch a ride with Rita and Steve, if you don't
mind."
	They didn't.  Derry and Lana announced their
intention to leave also.  Like Grant and Stephanie,
the nudity and the booze and the games had gotten them
hot, and they were eager to slip off to Make Out Point
on the way home.  Mike and Evert headed for the house
to get their clothes and to head out also.  Kenneth
suggested Dominic go take a real shower before he took
him home, and as Dominic wobbly got to his feet and
almost toppled over as he began to weave his way
across the lawn, Kenneth suggested Kurt help him find
the bathroom and get his shower while he straightened
the place up in case his mother got home earlier than
expected tomorrow from her out of town meeting.
	"That was a hot party," observed Kurt as he helped
Dominic step into the tub and turned on the water and
adjusted the temperature.  "You've been a real good
sport about it all."
	Dominic shrugged, too groggy to reply and as he
almost fell over Kurt reached out to support him.
	"Actually, a shower just might be what I need to wake
me up.  I'm getting all wet anyway. You mind if I join
you?"
	Dominic shrugged again.
	Stepping into the tub and standing beside Dominic,
Kurt looked up into the shower and vigorously scrubbed
his face and his scalp, trying to clear his head. 
Lathering up his hands, he scrubbed his arms and
chest, and then reaching around behind Dominic he
lathered up and washed the boy's back.  Dominic
reached up and ran his fingers through the lathered
chest hairs of the sixteen-year-old jock.  His chest
was broad and muscular, as Dominic wished his was.  He
dared to continue down, over the football centre's
stomach and then even farther, to his thick bush of
dark black hair.  Inhaling deeply, he continued down.
	Kurt's first instinct was to draw away, making it
casual and natural as if he hadn't noticed the
contact.  As Dominic's soapy fingers cupped his
testicles and carefully and reverently rolled them, it
became evident the contact had not been accidental as
he'd first concluded.  Running his hands up the boy's
back and placing them on his shoulders, he again
considered simply drawing back or turning.  The boy
had just turned thirteen.  Of course he was curious. 
There was no need to make a big production out of
touching a guy down there.
	It was wrong though, for a guy to do that.  The kid
was in junior high.  He should know that by now.  Try
that in the showers after gym with one of his buddies
and he'd have a black eye, or worse.  Feeling Dominic
slip his fingers about his half-swollen cock and
slowly stroke it, Kurt felt it immediately begin to
swell.  It had been a hot party, and if he hadn't
gotten so drunk right now it could have been Tracey's
fingers doing the job.  That was as far as they'd ever
gone, masturbating each other, with their hands or by
rubbing themselves against each other in their
underwear.  From the way the boy was stroking him, he
knew what he was doing.  He glanced down.  The boy was
erect again.  He was almost also.
	Wrapping his fingers about the swelling flesh more
tightly, Dominic stroked it from the base to the tip
with long, slow strokes.  Kurt was circumcised and he
found it interesting having his mushroom-shaped knob
totally and constantly exposed.  The sixteen-year-old
boy was soon stiff.  He wasn't as large as Kenneth,
being an inch shorter, but that was still two inches
longer than Dominic when he was stiff.  In that Kurt
had made no effort to stop him, he began to jack him
off in earnest now.  It was the least he could do
after throwing him such a great party.  If he'd had
the opportunity, he would have jacked them all off,
guys and girls.  As he stroked Kurt's now hot,
throbbing cock, he wondered how you'd do a girl, and
concluded you'd stick your finger in her much like he
stuck a finger up his butt.  He was glad he was a guy.
	Kurt knew he should put a stop to it, but it felt
damn good.  A guy shouldn't be doing that with another
guy, but then a guy shouldn't be doing it to himself,
or a guy and girl each other as far as that goes. 
None of it really made sense.  If it didn't harm
anyone why make it illegal?  If God didn't want people
to sin, why did He make it feel so good?  If it was no
threat to society, why was it wrong?  Heavy thoughts
for someone who was horny and buzzed.  Too heavy
actually.  Lathering up Dominic's chest and flat
stomach, he ran his fingers through the lather,
working it into his skin.  After being pissed on, he
had to make sure the boy was clean.  He worked up a
handful of lather and worked it into his smooth pubes
and over his tiny balls.  He slipped his fingers over
the boy's erect penis.  It was so slender and felt so
tiny.  He remembered playing with himself when he was
that age, but he didn't remember his dick being so
small, though it must have been.
	He worked the lather over the boy's knob and the
extended tip of his foreskin, wiggling the tip of his
finger inside the hollow tube.  He ever so slowly
pulled back on the skin, constantly working the lather
around the tip, recalling having seen a friend in gym
doing that in the showers, the first time he'd ever
seen a guy with a foreskin cleaning himself.  The boy
grimaced and he stopped, but Dominic told him to
continue.  It hurt, but he wanted to feel the skin
pulled back, and besides, he knew a boy should do that
when he bathed to keep it clean inside.  He always did
despite the pain, and somehow having someone else
doing it, it didn't seem so painful.  Besides, the
lather helped.
	As Kurt resumed pulling his skin back, he resumed
jacking him off, slowly and rhythmically sliding his
closed fist up and down his shaft and over his knob,
and as the swollen flesh throbbed hotly in his fingers
and Kurt's breathing grew deeper he knew he was
bringing him pleasure.  Kurt was bringing him pleasure
too.  He'd gotten the skin pulled back, exposing his
little bulb-like knob to the air, and as his fingers
brushed against it electric shocks shot up the swollen
flesh and caused Dominic to inhale sharply.  When he
stopped, Dominic pumped his hips to and fro, working
his stiff, aching cocklet between his fingers to
continue the pleasure.
	Kurt knew how the boy was feeling.  It was addictive,
that pleasure.  Once a boy felt it, he could not
resist experiencing it again and again.  Once a boy
started, he had to continue to the end.  And why not? 
It felt good.  It felt even better having someone else
do it to you, and doing it to someone else.  Until
that night the only person he'd ever had do it to him
had been Tracey.  He was surprised at the difference. 
Even though they'd been doing it now for several
months, she was still awkward, and her long nails
occasionally scratched his sensitive knob.  Dominic
was gentle and tender.  Of course he was a guy, and
knew how a guy's stiff felt.  And so what if he was a
guy?  And so what if he was only thirteen?  He was
only sixteen himself.  Why shouldn't they mess with
each other?  They were both willing.  It felt good. 
It felt damn good.
	Speaking of making each other feel good, having
finished, Stephanie headed upstairs and down the hall
and stepped into the washroom to wash up before
heading home.  What with the beer she'd drunk and
having just had sex, she wasn't really thinking when
she opened the door and was two steps into the
washroom before she realized there was someone in the
shower.  Actually, two people.  They had not fully
pulled the shower curtain shut.  She quickly stepped
back and closed the door.  Shocked and embarrassed,
she hurried back up the hall.  She'd seen them, both
of them. They were erect, and touching each other. 
That was sick.  And the boy was only thirteen.  That
was even sicker.  Kurt Jennings a child molester!
	Grant was going to go wash off too but she told him
the shower was occupied and they'd best just leave. 
He said he could just use the sink, but she insisted
they leave, and that they leave immediately.  With a
glance at Kenneth and a shrug, he thanked him for the
party, "and everything," meaning of course the use of
the guest room, and left.  When Stephanie told him why
she was so insistent they leave on the way home, he
could not believe what she'd seen.  The kid was
probably too drunk to shower by himself and Kurt was
just helping him.  Maybe they were just washing each
other down there.  Guys' couldn't always control what
happened down there. Maybe it was the booze that had
made him shower too.  Kurt was a good buddy, and
fellow football player.  He couldn't be gay.  And he
certainly wouldn't be messing around with a little
thirteen-year-old.  He wasn't that sort of guy.
	Little did he know that as they were pulling out of
the driveway, Kurt was trembling and gasping with his
orgasm, his hot, thick spunk shooting out of his
throbbing cock and spattering Dominic's smooth chest. 
Squirt after squirt shot out of his thick cock with
burning pleasure, and he tottered on his feet as his
loins went numb.  Seconds later Dominic shivered and
bucked his hips with his own hot orgasm, ripples of
pleasure shooting through his swollen flesh also as it
was tightly grasped by the hundred-and-eighty-pound
football centre.  He groaned with the pleasure and
wobbled on unsteady legs also.  The warm water poured
down over the two as they closed their eyes and
delighted in their mutual pleasure and Kenneth stepped
into the washroom to see how they were making out. 
Hearing the door open, Kurt quickly drew his hand away
from Dominic's stiff, throbbing cocklet, but he knew
Kenneth had seen.
	"Well, I guess we'd better get dried off," Kurt said
awkwardly from behind the shower curtain.  Maybe it
had been pulled closed far enough.  Kenneth handed
them the towels and waited for them in the living room
down the hall.
	"I've set up a cot for you in the family room,"
Kenneth said as Kurt sheepishly appeared in the living
room, a towel wrapped about his waist.  "I wasn't sure
if Stephanie and Grant were going to be spending the
night in the guest room.  And when they left, I didn't
know if you wanted to spend the night there, after,
well, you know."
	"Yeah sure, that's all right."  The two of them stood
there awkwardly.  "Well, I guess I'd better go to
bed."
	"Sure.  It was quite the party."
	"Yeah," Kurt agreed.  He stared down at the living
room carpet.  "About, well, you know, the shower.  I,
well, thought it might wake me up, you know, and well,
hell, I dunno, I had too much to drink I guess."
	"Hey, we all have.  Don't sweat it."
	"Yeah, sure, thanks.  Anyway, I guess the shower
didn't do the job.  I'm still feeling wobbly.  I'd
better go lay down."
	"Sure.  Have a good sleep."
	As he headed for the family room, Kurt wondered if
Kenneth had just seen them in the shower together, or
if he'd seen them holding each other's dick, or if
he'd seen them earlier.  He didn't think he had.  He
tried to think when he'd heard the door open, but it
was difficult to remember.  Hopefully he just thought
they were showering together.  If he'd seen more, he
could blame the booze.
	"And how are you feeling sport?"
	"Sokay," Dominic replied thickly.
	"Instead of taking you home, I think we'd better get
you to bed, birthday boy."
	"Bet you say that to all your birthday guests,"
Dominic said with a giggle and slightly slurred
speech.  If it hadn't been for the booze and the wild
party, he'd never be so daring.
	"Only the very special ones," Kenneth observed with a
smile.  The boy really was buzzed.
	"Drunk ones?" Dominic asked, giggling again and more
loudly.
	He was definitely in no condition to be taken home. 
Taking him to his bed and slipping down to the family
room to ensure Kurt had made it all right, he returned
to find Dominic had crawled under the blankets. 
Shutting off the light and stripping down to his
thong, Kenneth crawled in beside him.  Dominic
immediately snuggled up beside him.  Feeling the boy's
hot, naked body pressing up against him, Kenneth
wondered if maybe he shouldn't have put Dominic up in
the guest room.  He also wondered if he should bring
up the matter of the shower.
	"About the shower," he said, figuring he had to, for
his own peace of mind, and for Dominic's sake.
	"Which one?"
	"In the tub, after the first one."
	"Yeah?"
	"Did, did Kurt take advantage of you?"
	"I don't know.  I don't know what that means."
	"Did he do things with you?  Sexual things?"
	"Yeah."
	Damn.  Who would have expected?  Kurt Jennings of all
people.  Just the other day in the lockers he'd been
bragging about how far he and Tracey had gone.
	"And I took advantage of him," Dominic giggled.
	Who would have thought Kurt would do anything with
another guy, and not just another guy, but a boy, a
boy who'd just turned thirteen?  Of course he had no
room to talk.  He'd messed around with the boy, and
the boy had only been twelve.  Who would have thought
that!  A lot had happened since then.  Even though
he'd been going with Nikki for over six months, he'd
really only gotten to know Dominic over the past three
weeks, and he'd gotten to like him, to like him a lot.
 It had to be tough living with a father who has no
interest in you and totally ignores you, and with a
sister who resents you and always bosses you around. 
He was sorry he'd supported her in that.  He hadn't
meant it.  He'd just wanted to get in her panties,
like any healthy seventeen-year-old male.
	That was why he'd taken a stronger interest in
Dominic these past three weeks-not to get in his
sister's panties, but because he wanted to make it up
to him for having been mean to him, and because he
felt sorry for him.  Yes, tossing the football with
him, and teaching him the basics of football, and just
being with him made him feel good besides.  Actually,
it was more than feel good.  He had to admit whenever
he was with Dominic he felt a surge of sexual arousal,
a surge that was far stronger than he'd ever felt with
Nikki on even their hottest date.  The boy was turning
him on.  And there he was laying in bed with him and
casting aspersions on Kurt Jennings for giving in to
his hormones one time.
	"It wasn't as good as taking advantage of you
though," Dominic continued when it was evident Kenneth
wasn't going to say more.  He felt the same way about
Kenneth as Kenneth felt about him.  Initially he'd
hated seeing him drive up, but for the past three
weeks he looked forward to their times together, and
even if they didn't tickle or mess around he felt a
sexual arousal being around him.  When he thought
about him at night, he still couldn't get a boner
though.  He did have one now.  He rolled over on his
side and snuggled closer to Kenneth, poking him with
his little cocklet.
	Kenneth felt the hot little poker against his side. 
"You don't take advantage of me," he said gently and
with a smile as he rolled over on his side to, to face
Dominic, and to draw away from temptation.  "You can
only take advantage of someone when they can't
resist."
	"Oh.  Then you take advantage of me," Dominic said
with a giggle.  "I can't resist you."  He snuggled
closer again, his stiff little cocklet branding
Kenneth's stomach this time.
	"What I mean, is that Kurt did stuff with you while
you were drunk."
	"He was drunk too."
	"What I mean is that you weren't able to think
straight and resist his advances."
	"Why would I want to?"  At one time Kenneth was
confident of his answer.  Now, that was a difficult
question.  "It felt good doing stuff with him,"
Dominic continued.  "But not anywhere as good as doing
stuff with you."  He reached over and cupped Kenneth's
warm balls on the outside of his thong.
	Kenneth was about to say he shouldn't do that, but he
held his tongue.  He didn't want the boy to think that
it was wrong.  It wasn't, not really.  It wasn't like
the church or adults said.  Two guys messing with each
other could be good, very good.  It had been with them
that night at Cory's party.  He'd never felt such love
and tenderness as he had when then or when they'd
woken up the next morning.  So what if he was
thirteen?  He knew about sex.  He'd known a lot about
sex before they'd started doing stuff together.
	Dominic reached inside Kenneth's thong and slipping
his hot little hand about Kenneth's limp cock, he
began to stroke it.  It quickly began to swell in his
fingers.  Kenneth had to smile.  Dominic had changed
this past three weeks too.  He was still quiet but he
was a lot more confident in himself for one.  And he'd
taken a greater interest in sports, and especially
football.  He leaned over and brushing aside the pesky
hank of blond hair that kept falling over Dominic's
forehead and in his eyes, he kissed his forehead. 
Dominic smiled, and leaning his head back he kissed
Kenneth, on the lips.  They kissed a second time, and
a third, and Kenneth reached down and gently and
slowly stroked the now thirteen-year-old boy's
slender, erect dicklet as he felt the boy push down
his thong.
	Squirming around so they were head to foot, Dominic
wrapped his fingers about Kenneth's erect cock and
licked it, running his tongue up along the base to the
knob, and then over the bulb to the tip.  He tickled
his pee slit with the tip of his tongue and ran his
hot, wet tongue along the ridge of his bulb, drawing
out a clear droplet of pre-cum.  He flicked it up with
the tip of his tongue and savoured it.  He wondered
when he'd be able to squirt.  As he resumed licking,
he felt Kenneth's mouth envelop his little cocklet and
begin to suck on it.  Kenneth worked his lips up and
down the shaft and over the sensitive knob encased in
foreskin.  He swallowed the dicklet-flavoured saliva
and basted the little noodle with more.  He blew his
spittle under the boy's tight foreskin and slowly and
gently pushed it back with his lips.  He was slow and
careful, and his spittle and Dominic's arousal
resulted in the tight skin being slowly pushed back
and his tender, delicate little knob being exposed.
	Holding the skin back, Kenneth ran his hot, wet
tongue around the exposed purple bulb, the delicious
little bud the sauciest, tastiest thing he'd ever
savoured.  Dominic trembled with the shocks of
stimulation shooting through his exposed knob and he
attacked Kenneth's large, stiff cock with even greater
eagerness.  He slipped his mouth over the bulb-like
knob and sucked on it.  He ran his tongue over the tip
and he eased his lips down the throbbing shaft as far
as he could.  He wanted so much to please Kenneth.  He
wanted so much to bring him the greatest pleasure a
boy could feel, and for Dominic, that was the
throbbing, exquisite pleasure that made a guy's dick
feel numb and tingling and twice as big as it really
was.
	From Kenneth's heavy breathing, he knew he was
achieving that, and that Kenneth was on his way to
that most exquisite feeling of all, that moment when
he reached his climax.  For Dominic that was still
dry, but he knew the undescribable pleasure he felt
was at least equal to that when a boy was able to
squirt.  He was approaching that same peak himself. 
It was so wonderful when two guys reached that peak
together, the result of what one was doing to the
other.  That was true love.  That was what sex was all
about, and what being a boy was all about.  As Kenneth
warned him he was about to come, he held his breath
and drew back so that he could catch Kenneth's hot,
creamy offering in his mouth, so he could taste it and
savour it before swallowing it.  And, when Kenneth
came, so did he, jerking and thrashing about with his
own hot orgasm.  It was awesome, even more awesome
than the night they'd had sex at Cory's party and he'd
fucked Kenneth's ass.
	Later, they snuggled together, warm and flushed, arms
about each other, Dominic's blond head on Kenneth's
broad, muscular chest.  He traced a pattern on
Kenneth's stomach dreamily.  "Thanks," he sighed.  "It
was an awesome birthday." 

*****

Thanks to Billy and Absalom for the collaborative
effort regarding the relationship between Dominic and
Kenny, and Absalom for the birthday party/water sports
idea.  What else would you like to see happen?  What
movies would you like Billy Dean to produce?  What
further fun and havoc can Cory create with his growing
awareness of the power of his great-grandfather's
headband?  Have you ever had someone you hated and
wanted to get even with?  Email me your idea and I'll
write it as part of this story and if you wish add you
as one of the characters.  Anything goes, the hotter
and more perverted the better, except I don't write
snuff and torture of kids and anything involving
player characters would need their collaboration.  Non
player characters available for your amusement and
abuse include the Gilles family, Vice Principal Stuart
Millburne, Baptist Pastor Winthrop and his family,
Kenneth Ballard and his mother, Father Henry, and
Calvin Cosher and his daughter Stacey.  Player
characters created by readers so far are Dominic,
Terry, Anthony, Bob, Billy Dean, Ben Hanson and Jacob
Schuller with a supporting cast of Jonah, Lane, Nicole
Halder, Molly and Nick, Elijah Dean, the new teenagers
introduced in this part, and of course Lad and the
star of the series, Cory.


	

	
		
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