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explicit descriptions of gay sex. The story is pure fiction and is not
based on any actual events.


Sexual Development: Chapter 26 - Getting It Together
by
Gymnopedies


The two weeks following Craig's stabbing passed quickly. Daniel found
that he had very little free time, but in spite of this he was happier
than he could ever remember being before. Most evenings, he and Jason
would visit Craig. Daniel was surprised and delighted at how quickly
the nineteen-year-old seemed to be recovering after his near brush with
death. Craig had spent only a week in the hospital before being allowed
home. Though, much to Craig's chagrin, Adam brought in an agency nurse
to keep an eye on his young boyfriend during the daytime while he was
at work. The Agency nurse was a strict, middle-aged woman who was
obviously determined to take no nonsense, and Craig hated her. He
constantly referred to her as 'Nurse Ratched', and there was one
extremely funny moment during one of the boys' visits when Craig had
sent Jason to get the nurse for something and Jason had unwittingly
called her 'Nurse Ratched' to her face, thinking that was her real
name. Needless to say, she had not been amused. Craig, on the other
hand, had laughed so hard that he'd almost split his stitches.

Daniel and Jason were now spending almost every waking moment together,
both at school and at home. Usually, when they got back from visiting
Craig, Jason would go home with Daniel and the two of them would spend
the evening up in Daniel's room, playing games, listening to music or,
when absolutely forced, doing their school homework together. They were
now filling in their measuring charts around four times each week, and
the measuring sessions always culminated in a jerk-off where the two
boys would stroke each other's cocks. Sometimes this had even turned
into a contest to see who could make the other boy shoot first: Jason
usually lost. However, their forays into sex never went beyond jacking
each other, and it was always Daniel who had to instigate the sexual
contact; even though he was always a willing participant, Jason never
made the first move. Jason also remained rather reticent when it came
to anything of a romantic nature. Daniel found that the only way that
he could get his friend to participate in a kiss was to wrestle Jason
onto his back and force him into it. Jason would protest and claim to
be disgusted with the idea of kissing, but Daniel was fairly sure that,
for the most part, the blond-haired boy's protests were just an act.

Adam returned to school on the Thursday after the incident at the
hospital. Other than a slightly tired tightness around the young
doctor's eyes, he appeared to be back to normal and was soon back into
the full swing of things.

Dean went to see Adam on Thursday lunchtime to tell the doctor how he
had been 'outed' by Trevor and, as a result of this, it was no longer
possible for Trevor and himself to be partners in the study. Adam
considered what to do about the situation and decided that the best
course of action was to drop Dean from the study. Dean was extremely
disappointed with this decision, but Adam pointed out that it was the
only real option. Since everyone now knew that Dean was gay, finding
him a suitable replacement partner might be difficult. When Trevor
heard about this he hoped that he would also be dropped, but was
disappointed when he was reassigned as a partner to a boy called Euan
Philmore, a sixteen-year-old whose own partner had suddenly had to move
away. Euan was a large boy with a face that Dean described as 'looking
like a bulldog'. He had an abrasive personality and few friends, so it
unlikely that Trevor was going to enjoy his new partnership.

After a lot of discussion between Daniel and Jason, it was eventually
decided that they would tell Dean about their relationship. They did
this round at Dean's house, after school, on Friday evening. Daniel did
all of the talking, while Jason stood in silence, looking
uncomfortable. Dean was thrilled to hear that Jason was gay and
immediately grabbed the boy in a hug. Embarrassed and red faced, Jason
struggled free of the embrace, insisting that he still wasn't sure that
he was really gay. Not to be outdone when it came to revelations, Dean
then nervously but excitedly told Jason about his own interest in all
things medical and emptied his 'secret' bag out onto the bed, telling
Jason that he could play 'doctor' any time he wanted. Jason glanced
briefly at the items, blushed, and then politely but firmly declined
the offer. Dean laughed and hugged Jason again.

The highlight of the two weeks, at least in terms of excitement, had
been the regional kick-boxing championships. These had taken place on
the Saturday and Sunday. Dean obtained tickets for Daniel and Jason,
and the two boys turned out to support their friend. They found
themselves sitting next to Dean's dad in a packed sports arena as pairs
of teenagers fought it out to decide who would be this year's regional
champion. Daniel knew almost nothing about kick-boxing and so had had
little idea about what to expect. It was fast and furious and, in spite
of the headgear and other protection that the boys were wearing, Daniel
was amazed that the contenders appeared to walk away from each bout
relatively unscathed. Jason had clearly loved it, especially when Dean
was taking part, and a couple of times was even on his feet, cheering
loudly.  Dean's dad had been a bit of a surprise. To start with he had
seemed quite cool and reserved, saying little and watching the action
with a quiet intensity. But then, when Dean had appeared in the first
of his heats, his manner had changed. He'd become nervous, sitting
forwards on the edge of his seat and chewing on his knuckles and had
given an audible sigh of relief when the bout was over. Dean had won
his early matches quite easily, as did Nick Wainwright, the current
title holder, and the predictions going around the arena were that,
barring any major upsets, it would be Dean and Nick in the finals. Dean
had confided to Daniel, prior to the competition, that this would be
Nick's final opportunity to compete at Junior level and so he would be
more determined than ever to hold onto his title and go out on top.
Watching Nick fight, Daniel was soon convinced that the boy had nothing
to worry to about; he looked to be almost unbeatable. As expected, the
final battle for the championship was between Dean and Nick. Daniel
watched the two teens ready themselves, his own heart pounding with
nervous excitement. He wanted so much for Dean to win, but had to admit
that the chances of that happening appeared fairly slim. Dean was at
least a couple of inches shorter and a lot lighter than the older boy
and, seeing them standing facing each other, it appeared an almost
complete mismatch. However, when the bell rang and the fight got
underway, it soon became clear that Dean was not going to be a
pushover. The sheer ferocity and energy of the battle left Daniel
breathless, as blows sent first one boy and then the other staggering.
Daniel found himself shouting and cheering until his throat was raw,
and beside him, Jason and Dean's father were equally as vocal. When the
final bell brought the fight to an end, both teenagers looked ready to
collapse from exhaustion. The referee stepped between the two boys,
taking each by the arm, and a breathless silence fell as everyone
awaited the result from the judges. The silence stretched out almost
interminably and then the referee suddenly raised Dean's arm into the
air. The cheering became deafening. Daniel was on his feet. Jason was
on his feet. Even Dean's dad was on his feet. Dean's dad grabbed Jason
and hugged him and Jason hugged the man back, then Daniel and Jason
hugged each other. In the centre of the floor Nick Wainwright looked
furious. He snatched off his headgear and flung it to the ground. Then
his anger appeared to instantly evaporate. He shook his head, smiled,
and grabbed the new regional kick-boxing champion in a crushing hug of
congratulation.

At school the following week, Dean was a celebrity. News of his win had
spread around the school like wildfire, helped by his interview on
local television and the article and photograph that appeared in the
local newspaper. Everyone appeared to have forgotten about him being
gay - at least no one mentioned it within hearing - as people that he
didn't even know came up to him in the corridors to congratulate him.
Even McBride stopped his comments and jibes, no doubt coming to the
conclusion that it wouldn't be a good idea to force a confrontation
with Dean after all. The misery that Dean had suffered at the start of
the previous week was now a distant memory.

The friendship between Daniel, Jason, and Dean became closer than ever
and the three of them could almost always be found in each other's
company during school hours. A couple of times, Dean even accompanied
Daniel and Jason to visit Craig, who was now back at home. It was funny
how the normally confident Dean became shy and tongue-tied in Craig's
presence, and he was left totally speechless when he discovered that
Craig was actually Adam's boyfriend.

However, though Daniel was, for the most part, extremely happy, there
was still a small fly in the ointment. He still felt bad about how he
had hurt Dean when he had broken things off with him. Outwardly, Dean
appeared perfectly happy, but there were times when Daniel was sure
that he'd caught the boy casting sad, regretful looks at him and Jason.
Daniel brooded about this for a couple of days and then he had an idea.
He mentioned the idea to Jason, who immediately called it 'mental' and
washed his hands of it completely. Undeterred, Daniel called Dean and
briefly explained what he had in mind. Dean nervously gave his
approval, and so Daniel busied himself with the arrangements.

**********

Daniel was having very definite second thoughts. He was starting to
think that Jason had been right: this whole idea was mental. It had
seemed like a good idea at first, but now, standing on the street
outside of Dean's house, the boy started to think of the all the ways
that things could backfire. It was still not too late to call it off.
Maybe the best thing would be forget about it and go home. He glanced
back over his shoulder at the two nervous-looking twelve-year-olds. So
much depended on how they would react when they heard the full deal,
instead of the one-sided version that Daniel had fed them up to now.
Billy would probably go for it, but Ben sometimes liked to be awkward
just to prove a point.

Getting things to this stage had taken a lot of fast talking on
Daniel's part. His relationship with the two younger boys had improved
considerably over the past couple of weeks due to him standing by his
word as regards the measuring, and suggesting to Adam that they be
allowed to measure themselves from now on, under his supervision.
Granted, watching was nowhere near as much fun as actually touching had
been, but as a result of the change, much of Ben's hostility had
disappeared and the atmosphere during the measuring sessions was now
comparatively light-hearted. Even so, tentative mention of this
'mental' plan had been met with deep suspicion. Daniel had started out
by reminding the boys of what had happened during his visits to Billy's
house when he had been almost completely in their power. He asked them
how they would like to have this sort of power over another boy. They
would be able to make him strip completely naked, touch him anywhere
and in any way that they wanted and do all sorts of other stuff to him.
The suggestion had originally been met with undisguised scepticism, and
Ben had demanded to know what the catch was. Daniel had explained that
there wasn't a catch, the boy would be a willing 'victim' and that if
things worked out, it could be an ongoing thing. Though at this stage
he steadfastly refused to divulge the identity of the potential victim.
Speculation then arose between the two youngsters as to who this person
might be. Billy suggested, hopefully, that it might be Jason. Ben
laughed at this, though he appeared almost as disappointed as Billy
when Daniel confirmed that it definitely was not Jason; it seemed that
the idea of being able to sexually dominate his older brother held a
certain appeal for the youngster. More guesses followed, and Daniel
refused to confirm or deny any of them. Now that he was sure that he
had their interest and their attention, he explained that the first
session would take place the following Saturday afternoon at the boy's
house and that he would be there himself as an observer to make sure
that things didn't get out of hand. Assuming that everyone had a good
time, they could then make their own arrangements for meeting up again
in the future. Ben had initially balked at the idea of going to the
boy's house, suggesting that it might be some sort of trap. Thinking
fast, Daniel suggested that they could go as far as the front door and
see who it was, and then they could decide whether they wanted to go
inside. Eventually, are a long discussion between themselves, the
youngsters had tentatively agreed to at least go as far as the door.

Now that they were approaching that door, it seemed that boys were
sharing Daniel's misgivings. They hung back, appearing ready to turn
and run.

Before the boys could make up their minds to back out, Daniel hurried
up the front path and rapped on the door with heavy brass knocker. He
glanced back again to see Ben and Billy waiting just inside the front
gate.

Dean answered the door seconds later. He'd clearly showered recently,
since his hair was damp, and he was wearing a blue, short-sleeved,
sports shirt and shorts. His arms, legs and feet were bare, and he
looked hot. He smiled nervously.

"Him?" Ben took several steps towards the door, his eyes wide and his
mouth open. "That's Dean Williams," he said, tearing his eyes from Dean
to cast a questioning look at Daniel as though there had to be some
sort of mistake.

Daniel was unable to hold back a smile. "Yeah, it's Dean Williams.
Interested? Or would you prefer to go home?"

The expression on Ben's face answered the question more eloquently than
words ever could. As well as being one of the hottest boys in the
school, Dean was now a hero, particularly amongst the younger boys,
many of whom had started staging their own mock kick-boxing contests
during school break-times. The chance of seeing this boy naked and
being able to touch him was not something that could be easily turned
down. Ben looked at Billy, though Billy didn't even notice, since he
was staring at Dean in a way that could only be described as complete
adoration.

"So are you coming in?" asked Daniel, looking back as he stepped
through the open doorway. "You'll still be able to back out if you
want, but I don't think you'll want to after you see what Dean has got
upstairs."

The younger boys followed Daniel into the house and, at Dean's
prompting, they all removed their shoes before climbing the stairs to
Dean's bedroom.

The sports bag sat waiting on Dean's bed, and Dean went over to it,
opened it up and dramatically tipped the contents out. "Some toys to
play with," he said. He stood back, grinning as he watched the
expressions on the faces of the two twelve-year-olds.

"Oh wow!" Billy muttered.

Ben approached the bed and briefly poked through the assorted items.
Then he looked up. "These are fucking awesome," he giggled. "We can
really use this stuff?"

Dean nodded. "Everything except the needles." He quickly retrieved a
box from the pile and put it safely out of the way on the top of his
wardrobe.

"Wise move," said Daniel. "But why have you got needles anyway?"

Dean shrugged and looked sheepish. "I wanted a complete collection. I
don't think I'd ever use them."

Ben and Billy were now happily sorting through the pile. Ben had picked
up the stethoscope, put it into his ears and was pressing the metal
disk to his chest, underneath his shirt. Billy was examining the
proctoscope, a puzzled expression on his cute face.

Daniel watched the boys for a moment and then, smiling to himself
because things appeared to be going well, he left them to their
explorations and turned to look at the wall that contained Dean's
photographs, certificates and medals. He noticed straight away that
there had been a major change in the layout of the pictures. In the
very centre, taking pride of place, was a large, new photograph of Dean
and his dad. The man had an arm around the boy's shoulders and was
smiling proudly. Dean was shirtless in the picture, his face was
flushed but happy, and his bare upper body glistened with sweat. Daniel
remembered the photograph being taken very soon after the results had
been announced. Sitting on top of a nearby set of drawers was another
photograph, this one smaller. It showed a grinning, bare-chested Dean,
squeezed between Daniel and Jason. "Don't you ever keep your shirt on
when you're having your photograph taken?" Daniel asked Dean, who was
now standing beside him.

"You don't like seeing me with my shirt off?" Dean asked, with a grin.

Daniel laughed softly. Their eyes met and just for a moment it seemed
that a spark of electricity passed between, a hint of what might have
been if things had turned out differently. Daniel swallowed hard.
"Didn't you get to keep that trophy they gave you?" he asked, trying to
steer the conversation onto safer ground.

Dean nodded. "Yeah, it's downstairs in the lounge. Dad said it would be
better down there, where people would be able to see it."

"How are things going with your dad? He sure seemed happy when you won
the competition."

"He was," Dean smiled. "Though I think he was bit shook up. He'd never
seen me fight before. I think he was scared that I might get hurt. He
asked me afterwards if I was sure that I wanted to keep doing it. As if
I could give it all up now that I'm doing OK."

"Doing OK?" Daniel was incredulous. "You've just won the regional
championships. You're the best. I'd say that's better than OK."

"Yeah, well." Dean smiled shyly. "Anyway, me and Dad had quite a long
talk. He said that he was proud of me and what I'd done, but I didn't
need to prove anything and I could give up the kick-boxing any time I
wanted." Dean lowered his eyes. "He said that he was sorry that me and
him never really did anything together and that from now on he'd try to
come to as many of my fights as he could."

"That's great," said Daniel. "Has he said anything about you being gay?"

Dean shook his head. "No. We never talked about that. I don't think he
likes talking about that sort of stuff. But guess what?" he gave a
broad, excited grin.

"I don't know. What?"

"He's only gone and booked a trip to Florida for us. Just me and him.
We're going to do all the theme parks. Mum hates that sort of thing, so
she'll stay at home. It'll be the best thing ever."

"That's really amazing," grinned Daniel, excited for his friend, but at
the same time feeling a touch of sadness that he himself would never
experience that close father-son bond that Dean had searched for and
apparently now found.

Over by the bed, Ben and Billy were arguing over which of them should
get to use the stethoscope on the other.

Daniel sighed. "I guess we should lay out the full deal for them and
see if they're up for it, before they decide to kill each other."

"Yeah," said Dean, looking suddenly nervous again. "I've been thinking
though. Maybe we should forget about that extra part and just follow
the original plan and let them do what they're expecting to do. If we
push it, they might pull out."

Daniel shook his head. "No way. It can't be all one-sided; they've got
to give something as well. If you let Ben think that he's completely in
charge, he'll walk all over you. I've been there, remember? I know what
he's like. I think if we stick to our guns we'll be able to swing it.
Let's at least give it a try."

"Alright," said Dean, still sounding uncertain. "But you do the
talking. You're better at that sort of thing than me."

Daniel took a deep breath, approached the bed and put a hand on Ben's
shoulder, bringing the boys' argument to a stop. "OK guys, here's the
deal." He pulled the stethoscope from Ben's hands and tossed it down
onto the bed. "You get to use all of this stuff on Dean. He'll get
naked and you can do just about anything you want to him" He picked up
the proctoscope and held it out. "You won't even need to go hunting for
a candle this time."

Billy's eyes turned into saucers. "We can put that up his bum?"

"If you want," said Daniel.

"Cool," said Ben. He looked at Dean as though imagining what he was
going to do to the older boy.

"But..." Daniel paused until he was sure that he had their full
attention. "Before you get to do that, you have to do something first."

Ben's eyes narrowed. "What?" he asked, coolly.

"First, the two of you have to get naked and me and Dean get to examine
you."

"I knew it!" Ben sucked in an angry breath. "You never said we'd have
to do anything like that, but I knew that this was all some sort trick.
Forget it. There's no way that we're going to get naked. Come on,
Billy, we're going home." He started to move towards the door.

Daniel stood his ground in front of Ben. He held up his hands, stopping
the youngster. "Hold on a minute. At least listen to the full deal.
Then, if you decide to go, no one's going to stop you."

Ben stopped, but he still looked angry and defiant. Billy simply looked
uncertain, as though he were torn between his loyalty to Ben and his
desire to have some fun with Dean, even if he did have to be the first
one naked in order to make that happen.

"The reason you have to get naked first is to prove that you can be
trusted," said Daniel. "If Dean were just to go ahead and let you do
stuff to him, you might decide to blackmail him, like you did me, so
that he would have to let you do more and more."

"We wouldn't do that," Ben scowled.

"Yes you would, and we both know it," said Daniel. "You wouldn't be
able to help yourself. I trusted you, and look what happened to me.
You're not going to get the chance to do anything like that to Dean. If
you want to do this thing then you're going to have to bring something
to the deal; you can't just take from it. If you decide to go ahead,
the three of you can have a lot of fun, not just today, but other times
as well. Think about it. Anything that Adam does with you at school,
Dean will let you do to him. Hell, he'll even let you tie him up if
that's what you want to do." Daniel and Dean had discussed this
beforehand and Dean had revealed that he was quite turned on at the
thought of being tied up naked. "Whatever happens, you're still getting
the best out of the deal."

"He'd really let us tie him up?" Ben looked at Dean, his scowl easing
into a thoughtful frown.

"Eventually," said Daniel. "When you've proved that you can be trusted."

"If we agree, what would we have to do?" Ben demanded.

Daniel fought back a smile. Ben was hooked. Now he just needed to be
landed. "Like I said, you and Billy would both get naked and me and
Dean would examine you using this stuff here. Then, when we're done,
you both get dressed, Dean gets naked and you get to examine him."

"What about you?" asked Ben. "If you're going to be examining us, we
should get to examine you."

"You've already done that," said Daniel. "I'm keeping my clothes on
this time."

Ben considered the proposal. "OK," he said, cautiously. "But you only
get to do stuff to us that the doc did the first time we went to see
him."

Daniel shook his head. "We get to do everything that he did to you the
second time. Then when Dean gets naked, you can do all of the same
stuff to him and more besides, if you want."

Ben's frown returned. He was obviously thinking over everything that
had happened during his second session with the doctor and he wasn't
happy about the prospect of allowing these two older boys to do some of
those things to him. "No deal," he said. "First time or nothing."

"Second time," insisted Daniel.

"Come on Billy," Ben took another step towards to the door.

Billy didn't move. He gave his friend a pained look. "I'm staying."

"What? Have you gone loopy?" Ben glared at the boy.

"You go if you want. I'm staying." Billy straightened himself up and
gave a forced smile. "I think it'll be fun."

"Please yourself," growled Ben. He reached for the door handle.

"Wait!" Dean spoke for the first time since the haggling had started.
He put his hand on Ben's arm. "How about if I offer you something extra
to sweeten the deal?"

"Extra? What?" Ben didn't look as though he wasn't about to be easily
convinced.

"You ever had your dick sucked?"

It took several seconds for this to register. "You're saying that if we
do this, you'll suck our dicks?"

Dean nodded.

"Fuck!"

"We'll see," Dean giggled. "But I think sucking should be enough for
now. We can save the fucking for some other time."

Ben's hand slipped off the door handle. He sighed. "Oh, what the
hell..."

"Yessss!" shouted Billy, happily.

"Just remember that you can only do the things that the doc did," said
Ben, frowning as he returned to stand next to Billy.

"Oh, stop whinging and get your clothes off," grinned Daniel. He was
relieved that his plan appeared to be working out. If only Ben could be
kept in line then Dean and the two youngsters should be able to have a
lot of fun together over the coming weeks and months.

Smiling shyly, Billy started to undress, dropping his clothes onto the
bed. Ben hesitated for a moment and then began to follow his friend's
example.

Billy was the first to be naked. He kept a hand covering his groin as
he pushed down his briefs and stepped out of them. Ben also kept
himself covered. Both boys kept casting frequent glances at Dean, who
stood watching them intently.

"Alright, hands at your sides, no covering up," said Daniel, taking
charge. Reluctantly, the boys moved their hands, revealing their
smooth, hairless groins.

Dean gave a soft gasp and giggled nervously. His eyes moved from Ben to
Billy and back again. He took a step towards the boys and then stopped
and looked at Daniel as if waiting to be told what to do.

"Go ahead," said Daniel, with a shrug. "You're the doctor, so you've
got to tell them what to do."

"OK, erm, right," said Dean. He picked up the stethoscope and hung it
around his neck. A smile appeared on his face as though wearing this
instrument had suddenly given him more confidence. "First I need to
take a look in your ears and stuff like that," he said.

"That's gross. Why do you want to do that?" Ben asked, grimacing.

"Because that's what doctors do," said Dean. He opened the box that
contained the scope and screwed a plastic nozzle on the end. He then
used this to look into the ears of first Billy and then Ben. "Looks
OK," he said. "Do you want a look?" he asked Daniel.

Daniel didn't have any particular desire to look inside anyone's ears,
but it was all part of the game so he decided he had better go along
with it. He accepted the scope and took his turn examining the ears of
both of the younger boys.

Now that he was up and running, Dean's confidence seemed to increase.
He used a wooden tongue-depressor to look down the boys' throats and
then had a thorough feel around under their jaws. Billy accepted these
attentions with a shy smile, Ben wore his usual scowl.

"I'll tell you what. Instead of doing them both together, why don't you
concentrate on one of them while I do the other, and then we can swap,"
suggested Daniel.

Dean smiled and nodded. "OK. Sounds good. Which do you want first?"

"You're the doctor, so you choose," said Daniel.

Dean chose to start with Billy. This didn't come as any surprise. Billy
was compliant, and appeared to be almost enjoying the game, whereas Ben
was being his usual stubborn, recalcitrant self. Dean seemed a little
intimidated by Ben's hostility and so had taken the easier option.

Daniel, on the other hand, was not in the least bit intimidated by
Jason's younger brother. The fourteen-year-old sat himself down on the
bed and beckoned Ben to come and stand in front of him.

"This sucks," Ben complained. "I don't see why you have to be involved.
You've touched us both plenty, when you were doing the measuring, so
you've already been more than paid back for what we did to you."

"Not quite," said Daniel. "Though after today I think we'll be just
about even. If you don't like it, get your clothes on and go. No one is
making you stay. Billy will be able to tell you all about his blow-job
when he sees you later."

"I'm staying," Ben muttered. "Let's get this over with and get to our
turn."

"I think that's a good choice," smiled Daniel. "You'll like playing
with Dean. I've seen him naked and he really is hot." Dean broke off
from his examination of Billy to shoot Daniel a shy smile at the
complement.

Ben was now standing directly in front of Daniel, and the older boy ran
appraising eyes over the youngster's body. Daniel had seen it all
before during his after-school measuring sessions, but this was a sight
that he could never tire of looking at. Ben was a younger replica of
Jason. His body was slim and almost completely smooth. His groin was
hairless and his small, cute dick hung down in front of his marble-
sized balls. Daniel put out his hand and gently lifted the boy's dick,
letting it rest on his finger. Ben simply watched, frowning. Taking the
soft organ between his thumb and index finger, Daniel began to stroke
it, at the same time using his other hand to have a good feel of Ben's
balls. This was so much better than the measuring sessions, where he
had always had to restrain himself and keep an eye on whether Adam
might be watching. Here he had the full freedom to touch and play with
the youngster in almost any way that he wanted. He pushed Ben's
foreskin all the way back and closely examined the pink head, leaning
forwards to have a really good look. He even lightly squeezed the head
between his fingers to open the hole, like the boys had done to him
during his second session with them. Ben grunted but didn't speak, and
Daniel slid the skin back into place and continued stroking the boy's
cock. It didn't take long for Ben to become hard. Daniel wrapped his
fingers around the small, stiff shaft and gave it a squeeze, causing
Ben to suck in a breath and shuffle his feet.

Glancing over at Dean and Billy, Daniel saw that Dean was listening to
Billy's chest with the stethoscope. Billy was obviously enjoying the
attention since he was smiling happily and his cock was fully erect.

Turning his attention back to Ben, Daniel pulled the boy's cock down
and then released it, allowing it to spring upright again. He repeated
this a couple of times until Ben took a step back.

"You said you were going to do what the doctor did to us," Ben
complained. "He didn't do that."

"No, I don't suppose he did," Daniel agreed. "OK, let's try something
that he did do. Turn around and bend over."

"Why?"

"Because I want to see your bum-hole," Daniel grinned.

"This really sucks," Ben grumbled. But he did turn around and bend
forwards.

"Bend over some more," said Daniel, getting to his feet and pushing
down on the boy's back. "That's better. Now let's have a look back
here." He pulled the boy's cheeks apart and looked between them. Ben's
hole looked small and tight. Daniel touched it lightly, brushing  his
fingertip over the puckered ring. He felt his own hard cock give a jerk
inside his shorts as he made the contact. Ever since the incident with
the candle, he'd fantasized about getting his revenge. He'd hope that
he would get to see Ben receiving a full internal examination from
Adam, and there was a good chance that that might still happen at some
time in the future, but he'd never realistically expected to get the
opportunity to push his own finger up there. "Let's do it," he said. He
reached for the box of latex gloves and pulled one out, blowing into it
to open it up before pulling it onto his right hand.

"What are you going to do?" asked Ben, a worried look on his face.

"What do you think?" said Daniel. He worked the glove down over his
fingers.

Some of the colour had gone from Ben's face and he swallowed nervously.

"Last chance," said Daniel. "You can still get dressed and go. But if
you do, you don't get to play with Dean."

Ben appeared to think it over for a moment and then gave a grim nod.
"I'm staying."

"OK, get on the bed on your hands and knees."

While Ben climbed into position, Daniel found a bottle of lube and
squirted some onto his glove-covered index finger. He made sure that it
was properly coated and then squirted more lube directly onto Ben's
hole.

"Argh! That's cold," Ben gasped.

"Sorry," said Daniel. He spread the goo over the hole with his finger.

Dean had been busy giving Billy's dick and balls an extremely thorough
examination, but he broke off, and both Dean and Billy gave their full
attention to what Daniel was about to do to Ben.

"Ugh! What are you all watching for?" asked Ben, turning his head to
glare at them.

"You should think yourself lucky that we aren't going to video it,"
said Daniel.

"My phone will take videos," grinned Dean, brightly. "We could post it
on YouTube."

"What? No way." Ben started to get up.

"He's joking," said Daniel, pushing the youngster back down into
position.

"He'd better be," Ben muttered.

Daniel placed his gloved finger against the boy's ring and spent a few
moments gently massaging the entrance without applying any real
pressure. He intended to take this slowly, since the very last thing
that he wanted to do was to hurt the boy. Ben had been a real wanker at
times, particularly over the matter of the video tape. However, over
the past couple of weeks Daniel realised that he had developed
something approaching affection for the youngster. He couldn't help
wondering whether Ben had more in common with Jason than just his
looks. Jason liked to try to project a tough image to cover his own
insecurities. Maybe Ben was the same. Daniel increased the pressure
slightly, probing at the hole with his fingertip. At the same time he
reached round and took hold of the boy's hard cock and began to slowly
wank it. Ben squirmed and sucked in a breath. Using a slow twisting
movement, Daniel worked the end of his finger into the boy's arse. His
only previous experience with this sort of thing was when he had done
it to Dean. Ben was much tighter than Dean had been, and his arse-ring
was tightly gripping Daniel's finger.

Daniel noticed that Billy was watching extremely closely. "You two ever
do anything like this to each other," he asked the youngster.

Billy shook his head. "All we ever do is get naked and play with each
other."

"Maybe you'll get to do a bit more after today," Daniel grinned.


"Ooh!" Ben gave a soft gasp as Daniel's finger finally slid all the way
inside.

"Feel OK?" asked Daniel.

"Yeah," said Ben. He turned his head so that they could see his face.
Surprisingly, he was actually smiling. It was an uncomfortable smile,
and his cheeks were flushed, but it was definitely a smile.

Daniel worked his finger in and out a few times, twisting it around.
This was so hot. He could feel his own cock twitching and leaking
precum into the front of his shorts. What would it feel like to take
out his finger and replace it with his hard dick, fucking it deep into
that tight hole? He gripped Ben's cock and squeezed it, hard, whilst
pushing his finger inside the boy as far as it would go. Ben tensed up
and groaned. Daniel quickly decided that he had better stop, before
both he and Ben reached orgasm. Reluctantly, he withdrew his finger.

"If you're done, can I get up now?" asked Ben, his voice oddly muted.

"Better stay where you are until Dean's had his turn," said Daniel. He
gave one of the boy's arse cheeks a squeeze.

"Shit! This isn't fair," Ben complained. "How come I'm the one getting
all the poking? What about Billy?"

"Billy's going to get his turn in a minute," said Daniel. He looked at
Billy, who swallowed nervously.

Dean had wasted no time in pulling on a latex glove and lubing-up his
finger. He stood over Ben, grinning eagerly. "Can I do it while he's on
his back?" he asked Daniel.

Daniel gave a shrug. "You're the boss. You can ask him to stand on his
head if you want."

"That would be funny," Billy giggled.

"You won't think it's so funny when it's your turn," Ben pouted. He
turned onto his back, letting his lower legs hang over the edge of the
bed.

"You'll need to put your legs up so that I can get to your bum," Dean
told the boy. He lifted one of Ben's legs, showing him the position he
wanted the youngster to get into.

Ben lay on his back with his legs raised and spread wide apart. He
looked uncomfortable and apprehensive. He also looked extremely hot,
with his entire body on display. Dean sat down on the bed beside Ben,
reached under and pushed his finger smoothly into the boy's already
well lubricated arse. Ben's eyes widened at the intrusion, but he
showed no signs of discomfort.

With a look of intense concentration on his face, Dean moved his finger
around inside Ben, pushing it in and out a few times. Then he giggled.
"This is so cool." He still had the stethoscope around his neck, and he
raised it and put it to his ears. Still keeping his finger in Ben's
arse, he used the stethoscope to listen to the boy's chest for a moment
and then moved the metal disk lower, pressing it against Ben's hard
cock and then his balls. He giggled again and lowered the stethoscope
before beginning a close examination of Ben's dick and ball-sac, all
without removing his finger from the boy's hole.

Daniel watched Dean for a moment and then turned his attention to
Billy. He gave the dark-haired boy a reassuring smile as he stripped
off the glove he had worn to probe Ben and pulled on a new one. Billy
wore a worried expression and Daniel recalled how the boy had
complained that it had hurt when he had received his internal
examination from Adam. He put a hand on the Billy's shoulder. "You
don't want me to do it?" he asked, very softly, so that Ben wouldn't
hear.

Billy pressed his lips together as he looked apprehensively at the
glove. Then he raised his gaze to meet Daniel's eyes and he suddenly
smiled. "It'll be OK," he said. "Besides, if you don't do it to me now,
Ben will never let me hear the end of it."

"Alright. But I guess we're going to have to use the floor, since
there's no room on the bed. Get down on your hands and knees."

While Billy got into position, Daniel applied some lube to the glove,
already anticipating the feeling of Billy's tight sphincter gripping
his finger. It was an amazing sensation and an incredible turn on. He
thought of how Adam had had his finger inside all of the boys in the
study: himself and Jason - Shit! The thought of fingering Jason's arse
nearly sent him over the edge - Dean and Trevor, Ben and Billy, the
Benson Twins - Wow! Fingering the twins would be really hot. He was
starting to realise why Dean found this medical stuff such a turn on.
He quickly finished coating his finger and dropped down onto his knees
behind Billy. He started by having a good look at the boy's arsehole,
touching it lightly with the fingers of his bare hand. He smiled to
himself as he watched it twitch and tighten and relax, almost as though
it were winking at him. He'd touched the boy back here before,
illicitly, during the measuring sessions, but it was so much better
being able to look and touch at the same time. Reaching between the
Billy's legs he had a good feel of the youngster's balls and then his
hard cock, easing back the skin and rubbing his finger over the
sensitive head, and causing Billy to squirm and gasp. Then, keeping his
hold on the Billy's cock, he used his other hand to apply some lube to
the boy's hole and started to rub it around. Billy tensed at the first
touch of the cold lube, but soon started to relax again as Daniel
worked it around and into his arsehole. Daniel spent several minutes
fingering the boy, at first just pushing against the hole, then sliding
the tip of his finger inside, and then eventually his entire finger,
and other than a little heavy breathing, Billy accepted all of this in
silence.

A few feet away, Dean was still sliding his finger in and out of Ben,
but was now also jacking the boy's dick. Ben lay back, squirming, with
his eyes tightly closed and his hands at his sides clenched into tight
fists.

"Get up on your knees," Daniel whispered to Billy. He helped the boy
straighten up, keeping his finger inside his arse, and then pulled the
twelve-year-old tightly against him as he reached around and started
jerking the youngster's cock.

Ben was now squirming frantically, and Dean's hand was almost a blur on
the boy's cock. Ben's moaning increased in volume and suddenly he
tensed up and his back arched. "Oh shit!" he gasped.  His whole body
shuddered and then he relaxed, panting heavily.

"Hey, a dry cum," Dean giggled. "Cool." He gave Ben's cock a final
playful squeeze and then removed his finger from the boy's arse,
stripped off the glove, and turned to watch Daniel and Billy, his hand
lightly stroking Ben's bare chest.

Daniel kept up his fingers moving up and down Billy's dick at a steady
pace as he wiggled the index finger of his other hand around inside the
boy's bum-hole. Billy had just watched Ben reach orgasm while having a
finger in his arse, and now he was going to experience the same thing
himself.

On the bed, Dean moved his hand from Ben's chest and began once more to
play with the boy's cock, which was, amazingly, still half-way hard. He
began sliding the skin backwards and forwards, and running his fingers
over the head. Ben grunted but, surprisingly, didn't object.

Seeing Ben being fondled must have helped push Billy over the edge
since he suddenly tensed and his anal ring clamped tighter than ever
around Daniel's probing finger. A moment later his cock seemed to swell
and it started to throb in the older boy's hand as drops of thin fluid
dribbled out onto Daniel's fingers.

Daniel continued to stroke the boy for several seconds until he was
sure that his orgasm was done, and then he stopped and gently withdrew
his finger. Billy gasped and shoulders slumped in exhaustion.

"Cool," Dean said again. He got up and helped Billy to his feet and
then quickly dropped down in front of the boy to examine his cock,
collecting some of Billy's thin cum on his fingertip. He looked at it
closely, sniffed it and then touched it to his tongue.

"Ew! Gross!" muttered Ben. He pulled a face and then started to giggle.

"You want a taste?" grinned Dean.

"Yuck! No way!" laughed Ben. He swung his feet around onto the floor
and sat up. "Can we get dressed now?"

"In a minute," said Dean. "We've got to clean you up first." He quickly
took some tissues from a box and, much to Ben's obvious disgust, he
used these to wipe the remnants of lube from the boy's arse. He then
repeated the procedure with Billy.

As soon as he was cleaned up, Ben started to pull on his clothes. He
stopped with one leg inside his trousers. "Hey, hang on a minute. That
wasn't fair. Both of you guys put your fingers in me, but only Daniel
put a finger in Billy."

"Don't worry," laughed Dean. "Next time I'll make sure I put a finger
in both of you. I could even do you both at the same time." He held up
his two index fingers.

"Next time?" Ben's eyes narrowed. "I thought the deal was that if we
let you do it to us this once, we'd be able to do it to you in future."

"Yeah, I guess," said Dean.

"Oh, come on, Ben," said Daniel. "You can't pretend that you didn't
enjoy that at least a little bit. The three of you will have much more
fun if you give and take instead of keeping it all one sided."

Ben looked thoughtful. "Maybe," he admitted. He gave a grin. "We'll
see. Anyway, it's our turn to have some fun with you now, so get your
kit off."

Grinning happily, Dean began to strip.

It took just seconds for Dean to get bare-arsed naked. Both Ben and
Billy paused in their dressing to look the older boy up and down,
taking in his smooth, tight, but not overly muscular torso, and
staring, a little wide-eyed, at his very hard dick. Even Ben appeared
impressed. After all, this was the famous Dean Williams who now stood
naked in front of them.

"Come on guys, hurry up and get your clothes on and then we can get
started," said Dean, a little impatiently. He giggled lightly and ran
the palm of his hand over his chest. He'd clearly enjoyed getting hands-
on with Ben and Billy, but it was obvious that he was even more excited
at the prospect of letting the younger boys take charge and get their
hands on him.

Ben and Billy quickly finished getting dressed. Then they stood looking
at Dean, each waiting for the other to make the first move.
Surprisingly, it was Billy who stepped forwards first. He very
tentatively reached out his hand and touched Dean's erection. After the
briefest contact, he pulled his hand away, then laughed and reached out
again, this time taking a proper hold and wrapping his fingers around
the shaft. A moment later Ben joined him and soon both boys were having
a good feel of Dean's dick and balls. Dean stood with his legs apart
and his hands at his sides, giving the youngsters full access to touch
him anywhere that they wanted.

After a few moments, Billy turned and retrieved the stethoscope, and
put it to his ears. He placed the metal disk against Dean's bare chest
and gave a delighted laugh. "This is so cool."

"Let me have a go," said Ben, reaching for the instrument.

"In a minute," said Billy, batting Ben's hand away. "You can be using
something else."

Ben gave a frown and turned to the pile of medical equipment. Searching
through it, he picked up the digital thermometer. He looked at it for a
moment, pressed the button to turn it on and then approached Dean.
"Open up."

Dean saw what Ben was holding and shook his head. "No, that's not for
my mouth." He grinned sheepishly.

Ben looked puzzled. "Where else would it go?"

"Use you imagination, Ben," laughed Daniel. "Round the back," he added,
when Ben still showed no signs of catching on.

"Oh. You mean in his bum?" Ben smiled. "I get to put this in his bum?"

"Maybe in a bit," said Dean. "But why don't you use it round the front
first?" He nodded his head down in the direction of his boner.

Again, Ben looked puzzled and it even took Daniel a moment to work out
what his friend was talking about.

"I think he means like this," said Daniel. He took the thermometer from
Ben's hand and taking hold of Dean's dick, he slid the boy's foreskin
back from the head and very carefully inserted the end of the
thermometer's narrow probe into the piss-slit.

"Oh, wow!" said Ben, taking over from Daniel and replacing the older
boy's hands with his own.

Daniel stepped back, out of the way. He'd only meant to watch, not get
involved himself, but it had felt great getting another feel of Dean's
cock. The swollen shaft had felt so warm and hard under his fingers. He
noticed that his fingers were a little sticky from Dean's precum, and
he casually raised them to his nose and sniffed them. He saw Dean
watching him and he gave an embarrassed grin.

"OK, you can use the stethoscope now, if you want," said Billy.

"Alright." Ben put the thermometer down and took the stethoscope from
Billy. Billy dropped to his knees and began a very thorough examination
of Dean's boner, pulling the skin all the way back to expose the head
and feeling up and down the shaft.

Watching what was going on, Daniel felt a little jealous. He was
jealous of Ben and Billy being able to explore Dean's body so freely,
and at the same time he was also a little jealous of Dean. At that
moment, he would have loved to have been naked and have the two
youngsters touching him everywhere. He smiled wryly to himself as he
remembered how he had hated it when, not so long ago, he had been the
one in Dean's position. Still, the circumstances then had been very
different. Then, Ben and Billy had been fully in control. This time it
was all pretend. Daniel was so tempted to strip off his own clothes and
join in, and only his feelings about Jason stopped him from doing just
that. He decided that when he saw Jason, later that evening, the two of
them were going to be taking things to a new level. Jason was in for
some surprises.

"Let's get him on the bed," said Ben. It appeared that he'd quickly
become bored with the stethoscope, though he left it hanging around his
neck.

"OK," Billy agreed, letting go of Dean's erection.

"You want me on my front or my back?" asked Dean

"On your back, of course," said Ben. "All the best bits are at the
front."

Smiling, Dean climbed onto the bed and lay down on his back. He put his
hands up behind his head and opened his legs.

Ben and Billy moved to either side of the bed and spent the next few
minutes exploring Dean's body, touching him everywhere. Ben pulled a
face as he got precum on his fingers, but then grinned as an idea
occurred to him. He lifted his fingers to Dean's face and told the
older boy to lick them. Daniel felt this was taking things a bit far
and would have intervened, but Dean seemed quite happy to lick Ben's
fingers clean. Billy watched this with a thoughtful look on his face.
Then he gathered some of Dean's precum onto his finger and nervously
touched it to his own tongue.

"Yuck! That is so gross," said Ben, seeing what his friend was doing.

Billy giggled and collected some more of the sticky liquid and licked
it again. "I dare you to try it."

"No way!"

"You daren't," Billy laughed.

"I just don't want to," Ben scowled.

"Chicken!" Billy taunted.

Glaring at Billy, Ben touched his finger to the head to Dean's cock,
then quickly touched that same finger to his tongue. He grimaced and
then laughed. "There. I did it."

"Do it again," said Billy.

"Go fuck yourself," said Ben.

"I'd rather fuck you."

"In your dreams."

Both of the twelve-year-olds started to laugh, as though this were a
dialog that they'd had many times before. "Let's look at his bum-hole,"
Ben suggested, brightly. He took hold of one of Dean's ankles and
lifted the boy's leg. Billy lifted the other leg and Dean obediently
bent his knees and pulled both legs up and back to expose his arsehole
to the curious gaze of the two younger boys.

"Gross," said Ben, reaching in to poke at Dean's hole with his finger.
He pulled his finger back and then started to laugh as he put the
stethoscope back into his ears and pressed the metal disk firmly
against the boy's sphincter. "I think I can hear a fart coming," he
giggled.

"You are so sick," muttered Billy, pulling the disk out of the way and
then having a feel of the hole himself.

Daniel took a step closer and bent so that he too could have a good
look at Dean's arse. He'd seen it before, and even had his finger in
there, but it still turned him on being able to see it again. He
watched the tight sphincter twitch in response to Billy's probing
finger and he felt his hard cock give a twitch of its own. He imagined
himself pushing his cock into that hole. He was pretty sure that if he
and Dean had continued playing around together, sooner or later he
would have had the chance to fuck the boy. Dean had already hinted to
Ben and Billy that he might let them put their cocks in him at some
stage. Daniel felt a pang of jealousy. He wondered whether he would
ever get the chance to do anything like that with Jason.

"I'm going to stick my finger in," Ben announced, brightly. He quickly
pulled on one of the Latex gloves and then pushed Billy aside so that
he could apply a good-sized dollop of lube to Dean's arse. He rubbed
more lube onto his index finger and placed his fingertip against the
hole. Then, without further ado, he pushed his finger inside. Dean
tensed and groaned and then let out a long, slow breath. Ben giggled.
"This feels so cool." He began sliding his finger in and out, at first
slowly and then more quickly.

"Let me have a go," said Billy. He pulled on his own glove and Ben
moved aside just far enough to give Billy access. Billy's approach was
much more cautious, though his finger slid easily into Dean's now well-
lubricated arse. He too gave a giggle.

For the next couple of minutes the two boys took turns fingering Dean,
at the same time reaching between the teen's legs and playing with his
hard cock. They were obviously thoroughly enjoying themselves, and,
just as obviously, Dean was enjoying the attentions of the youngsters.
Daniel congratulated himself on the success of his idea to bring the
three of them together.

"Hey, I've had an idea," said Ben, grabbing Billy's arm. "Let's both
put a finger in him at the same time."

Daniel gave a start of alarm. Just as everything had been going well.
He should have expected Ben to try to push things too far. He took a
step forwards to intervene. "I don't think..."

"Go for it, guys," Dean interrupted, excitedly. "But better take it
slowly though."

"We will," said Ben. He put his fingertip against the entrance and
waited for Billy to join him. The two boys then began making small
pushing motions, probing against the hole. It didn't take long before
they both had their fingertips inside. A few moments later and they had
their fingers right in.

"Oh, wow!" Dean sighed. "That feels amazing. Shit, I'm gonna shoot
soon. You guys want to try the proctoscope?"

"Sure," said Ben. He reached for the pile of instruments and quickly
retrieved the hard plastic tube. His eyes narrowed, worriedly as he
looked at it. It was quite a bit thicker than the candle they had used
on Daniel, though probably about the same length. "How will we know how
far to push it in?" he asked.

"I'll tell you when to stop," said Dean.

"OK." Ben rubbed some lube around the plastic before lining the
instrument up with Dean's arse. "You ready?"

"Yeah."

Using slow twisting movements, Ben worked the tube inside. After a
couple inches he paused.

"A bit further," gasped Dean. He tensed slightly as more of the
instrument slid inside him. "Ooh! Just a bit further. Fuck! That's
good. Now make me shoot, guys," he begged, his tone desperate.

While Ben moved the proctoscope around inside Dean's arse, Billy went
to work on the teen's cock, jacking it quickly with one hand while
running his other hand over Dean's tight chest. Dean pulled his legs
even further back, groaning loudly. After several moments his body
started to shudder and he gave a gasp as cum spurted from his dick onto
his chest and stomach.

While Dean got his breath back, Ben pulled the plastic instrument from
the boy's arse, grimacing as he laid it aside, being careful not to
touch the part that had been inside the teen.

Dean lowered his legs, laying flat on his back, a sticky mess covering
his entire front. "That was hot," he giggled, still breathing heavily.

"Yeah," Daniel nodded. Just watching had been enough to take him to the
verge of orgasm himself. He stood still, trying to relax; he really
didn't want to cum in his shorts.

Dean reached for his box of tissues and began to clean himself, first
wiping the front of his torso, and then reaching down between his legs
to wipe the lube from around his arse. "You guys were great," he told
the twelve-year-olds. "I guess you want me to keep my side of the
bargain now?"

Ben's eyes sparkled and Billy nodded, eagerly.

"OK, get your clothes off."

"Can't we just drop our pants?" asked Ben.

Dean grinned. "I guess, if you want. But I like seeing you naked;
you're both so cute."

Frowning, as though he didn't like being called 'cute', Ben pushed his
trousers and briefs down past his knees and lifted his top to reveal
his dick, which was fully hard. Billy, on the other hand, gave a giggle
and quickly pulled everything off until he was once more naked. He too
was hard. Ben's frown deepened for a moment and then he gave a resigned
sigh and followed Billy's example, stripping completely. Both boys
looked nervous.

Dean, still naked himself, dropped down on his knees in front of the
two youngsters and used both hands to stroke and squeeze their boners.
Then, still keeping hold of Ben's dick with his left hand, he turned
his head and leaned forwards and licked his tongue up the shaft of
Billy's erection. Billy gasped and gave a delighted laugh, though the
laugh trailed off and his eyes widened as Dean pulled the skin back and
licked around the sensitive head of his dick. Dean continued to lick
Billy's cock for a few moments and then turned his attention to Ben's
boner. For the next several minutes he alternated between the two,
licking and sucking on the slim shafts, sometimes holding them head-to-
head and flicking his tongue over both at the same time. Both of the
younger boys were soon gasping and squirming. Dean had a cock in each
hand, and he began vigorously jacking them, pausing occasionally to
take one of the shaft's fully into his mouth and suck on it for a few
seconds or to lick and nibble at one of their tight ball-sacs.

Billy was the first to reach his second orgasm of the afternoon. His
body tensed up, and Dean immediately took the boy's dick into his mouth
and began sucking hard. Billy gave a gasping groan and his body
shuddered. He put his hands on top of Dean's head and screwed his eyes
shut, his hips pushing forwards. Dean continued to suck the boy until
he was done and then turned his full attention to Ben. Ben achieved his
own second orgasm a few moments later, his small but rock-hard cock
completely enveloped by Dean's hungry mouth.

"Was that OK?" Dean asked, sitting back on his heels, as wide grin on
his face.

Billy nodded and giggled. "Yeah. It was fun."

"It was OK," said Ben. Then he too giggled.

"So you'll come round again?" asked Dean, hopefully.

Both of the younger boys nodded.

Now that they were done, Ben and Billy quickly got themselves dressed
again, though Dean remained naked, seeming in no hurry to cover himself
up.

"Thanks, guys, it really was fun," smiled Dean, when the younger boys
were ready to go. "I'll see you at school and we can sort out when you
want to come over again."

"OK," said Ben.

Billy smiled shyly. He tore his eyes away from Dean's penis and
blushed. "Next time we come, will you use that procto-thing on me?" he
asked, in a soft, nervous voice.

"Yeah, if you like," Dean grinned. "How about, Ben? You want to try it?"

"I don't think so," said Ben. He looked at Billy and then lowered his
eyes. "Maybe. I dunno." Then he looked up and met Dean's eyes again and
he too reddened. "Can we take some of those gloves with us?"

"Course you can." Laughing, Dean pulled several pairs of latex gloves
from the box and handed them to Ben. "Have fun."

Daniel told the younger boys that he would meet them outside, since
there was something that he wanted to talk to Dean about.

"So, you happy with the arrangement?" Daniel asked his friend when they
were alone.

"Happy? That doesn't even come close. Thanks so much for setting this
up, Daniel. I'm going to have such a great time with those guys.
They're both so incredibly cute. Billy's so sweet, and Ben pretends
that he doesn't like it, but it's obvious that he loved every minute of
it."

"You'll need to watch Ben," Daniel warned. "He'll take advantage if he
gets the chance."

"We'll be fine. Don't worry."

Daniel nodded. "OK. Well, I guess that I should be going. I need to get
a shower and get cleaned up. Me and Jason are going over to Adam's
house later. He's asked us over for dinner as a sort of celebration now
that Craig is getting better. We're staying over there tonight."

"Sounds like fun," Dean smiled.

"Yeah. It will be. By the way, how did Jason get on this morning?"
Jason had been to his first kickboxing class that morning. Daniel
hadn't been able to ask about it earlier since Jason wanted to keep the
classes a secret from Ben for as long as he could.

Dean giggled. "My coach said it was a 'triumph of enthusiasm over
ability'. He'll be fine once he stops trying to do the advanced stuff
and concentrates on the basics. He seemed to have fun though."

"That's good. Well, I guess I'll see you Monday."

"Yeah, OK." Dean leaned forwards and kissed Daniel on the cheek.
"Thanks for everything. And I'm glad it's all working out for you and
Jase."

"Thanks, Dean."

"Oh, and if you and Jason ever want to have some fun... you know."

Daniel gave a laugh. "OK, I'll keep that in mind. Better not hold your
breath though. It could be a while before Jason is up for anything like
that."

**********

Daniel took a quick but very thorough shower and changed into his best
shirt and trousers. He felt that being invited over to Adam's house for
dinner was something special and he wanted to look the part. Besides,
it was going to be a sort of celebration that Craig was well on his way
to recovery, and in Daniel's mind, this certainly rated a little effort
when it came to dressing up. Satisfied that he looked OK, he threw a
few things that he would need for an overnight stay into a bag and then
collected together his dirty clothing ready to take it downstairs for
washing. He grimaced as he looked at the undershorts that he had been
wearing earlier. They'd dried out now, but the mess in the front was
still clear to see. He decided that he'd bury these amongst his other
dirty underwear in the laundry basket and hope that his mom didn't
notice when she came to wash them - that would be so embarrassing.

He decided that he was just about ready, and then he had a sudden idea.
Going to one of his drawers, he pulled it open and reached right to the
back. Digging down under a small pile of old schoolbooks, he retrieved
a small box and a plastic bottle. He looked at the vibrator and the
bottle of lube that Adam had given him, chewed his bottom lip
thoughtfully for a moment and then added these to his overnight bag.

Adam arrived at around 6:30. Daniel saw the man's car pull up outside.
He grabbed his bag and said goodbye to his mother, who told him to have
a good time, and he hurried out. Jason was already sitting in the back
seat and Daniel climbed in beside him noting that his friend had also
made an effort to look good.

"All set?" asked Adam, looking back and giving Daniel a smile.

"I think so."

"We'd better get going then. I've left Craig in charge of the kitchen,
and he's not exactly noted for his culinary skills, so I want to get
back before he has chance to do too much damage."

"What are we having?" asked Jason.

"Take-away pizza if we don't hurry up," laughed Adam. "Fasten your seat-
belts and hold on tight." He put the car in gear and pulled away.

"What happened this afternoon?" Jason asked Daniel, as they drove
along. He had an "I told you so" look on his face, and was clearly
expecting to hear that Daniel's idea to bring Ben, Billy and Dean
together had been a total disaster.

"It was great," said Daniel brightly, unable to keep from grinning as
Jason managed to look both surprised and disappointed at the same time.
"I'll tell you about it later." He didn't want to talk about it while
Adam could overhear since he wasn't sure that the doctor would approve
of the arrangement.

"Yeah, OK," said Jason. "Did Dean tell you how good I was at the kick
boxing?" he asked, proudly.

"He said you made a pretty good start," Daniel replied, trying to hide
a smile.

"Yeah. I've already learned a few really good moves. McBride better not
mess with me anymore."

A soft chuckle came from the front seat, indicating that Adam was
indeed listening.

When they arrived at Adam's house, Adam pulled the car into the garage
and they entered the kitchen through the connecting door. They found
Craig with a wooden spoon in his hand, looking worried as he stirred
something in a pan.

"What have you done?" Adam sighed, quickly taking over.

"Nothing," said Craig. "I was just wondering if it was meant to be
lumpy like that." He gave Adam an apologetic grin before turning his
attention to the younger boys. "You two are looking good."

"Thanks," said Daniel. "You look pretty good yourself. You're looking
better even than you did yesterday."

"Yeah, I'm fine as long as I don't try to move too quickly," said
Craig. "And I'm much better now that Mildred as finally gone for good,"
he added, referring to the Agency nurse that Adam had brought in to
take care of the young man.

"Mildred, as you call her, was a damned good nurse," said Adam. "You
needed someone like that to keep you in line."

"The woman was a monster," said a deep voice, coming from the doorway.
Bill walked into the kitchen, a large glass of red wine in his hand.
"She was demon in human form. The consort of Satan. A creature from the
pits of hell. Evil incarnate."

"Alright, Bill, I think you've made your point," Adam sighed. He gave
an amused shake of his head.

Bill looked at Daniel and Jason and grinned broadly through his untidy
gray beard.

The boys grinned back. Over the past couple of weeks, visiting Craig,
first in the hospital and then later at home, they had got to know Bill
quite well. Jason, especially, seemed to have developed a liking for
the old professor, even to the extent of trying to emulate the man's
acerbic wit and ready put-downs, something that had already got the
young teen into trouble with his teachers on a couple of occasions.

"Craig, why don't you take the boys through into the lounge and get
them something to drink?" Adam suggested. "And take this old reprobate
with you. Dinner will be ready in around fifteen minutes."

True to his word, around a quarter of an hour later, Adam summoned them
all through to the dining room where they took their seats at the
table. Dinner consisted of soup, followed by chicken in some sort of
sauce with roasted vegetables, and finishing off with a fresh-fruit
Pavlova. By the time they were done, Daniel sat back in his chair
feeling full and happy. The teen also felt just a little light-headed.
Adam had asked the boys whether they would like lemonade or a glass of
wine with the meal, and they had both opted for the wine. Jason hadn't
thought much of the wine, if the look on his face as he had taken a sip
had been anything to go by, but he had persevered and managed to drink
the whole glass. Daniel had enjoyed his. After dinner, they sat at the
table, talking and joking as they drank coffee and ate chocolates.

"Dean's going to Florida," said Daniel, during a break in the
conversation. "His dad's taking him. They're going to go round all the
theme parks."

"The lucky bastard," said Jason. He gave a guilty grin when his choice
of language earned him a raised eyebrow from Adam. "I've always wanted
to go there. I don't expect I ever will. Mum and dad can't afford it."

"The trouble with Florida is that is that the place is teeming with
Americans," growled Bill.

"Don't you like Americans," asked Daniel.

"Bill doesn't like anyone who isn't English," laughed Craig.

"And not even most of those," added Adam.

"Very true," said Bill, with a contented smile. "I've always found that
the fairest system is to dislike everyone equally. That way, you can be
sure of offending everyone. I wouldn't want anyone to feel left out."

"Well, while we're on the subject of holidays..." Adam exchanged a
smile with Craig and then got up from his chair and picked up two
envelopes from the top of a nearby bookcase. He gave an envelope each
to Daniel and Jason. "This is a little something to say thank you to
the two of you for all the support that you've given to Craig and me
over the past couple of weeks."

Daniel examined the envelope in his hand. It was plain white, and had
his name on the front. There was nothing to indicate what it might
contain. He quickly tore it open and pulled out a glossy leaflet. Jason
held an identical leaflet and was staring at it, looking both surprised
and puzzled.

"This is a theme park," said Jason, looking at the pictures of various
rides and people having a good time. His eyes narrowed for a moment.
"We can go there?" he asked, his tone cautious yet at the same time
hopeful.

Adam nodded. "That's the plan. Unless you decide that you don't want to
go for any reason."

"Of course we want to go," grinned Jason, excitedly. "It looks amazing."

Daniel had to agree that it did look amazing. His eyes scanned across
the leaflet, taking in the pictures of huge roller-coasters and loads
of other rides. Then he gasped. "Hang on a minute." His lips silently
formed the words that he was looking at and then he repeated them, this
time aloud. "PortAventura Park, Costa Daurada, Spain. This is place is
in Spain."

"What?" Jason shot his friend a quick look and then examined his own
leaflet as though he didn't believe what Daniel had just said. His
mouth fell open and he looked at Adam.

Adam shrugged, somehow managing to keep a straight face. "Yes, I'm
sorry it's not Florida, but it's the best that we can do."

"You're taking us to Spain?" Daniel was having trouble getting his head
around it.

Craig was almost bouncing with excitement. "Yeah, it's all arranged.
We're going for two weeks during the summer holidays."

"Two weeks? Holy shit!" Jason started to giggle.

"But..." Daniel's brain was coming up with all sorts of reasons why
this couldn't be happening.

"I've spoken to your parents," said Adam, "and it's OK with them. So
now it's up to you. My family have a villa over there, and that's where
we will be staying. It's about a half hour away from PortAventura."

"There are loads of things to do," said Craig. "As well as the theme
park we'll be able to go the beach, and visit Barcelona, and the villa
has a pool and everything. It'll be great."

"And you'll actually be doing me a big favour," said Adam. "If he has
you for company, Craig won't be pestering me to go on those damned
rides with him; I've only got to look at some of those things and I
feel sick."

"So you'll come?" begged Craig.

"Erm, yeah, I guess," said Daniel, feeling shell-shocked.

Jason lightly punched his friend as though to knock some sense into
him. "Course we'll come," he grinned. "I can't wait."

They chatted for a while, and then Adam suggested that Craig take Bill
and the boys through to the lounge while he tidied up. Craig offered to
help, but Adam insisted that the teen should take care of their guests,
and besides, it would only take a few minutes to throw everything into
the dishwasher.

So, leaving Adam to it, they went through to the main lounge where
Craig connected his games console to the 50 inch plasma TV and Bill
proceeded to show them all that it wasn't only young people who were
good at video games.

"Shit!" Jason sighed as he was soundly beaten by the old professor.
"How come you're so good?" He'd just lost three rounds in a row in the
fighting game that they'd been playing.

"I put it down to my misspent youth," claimed Bill, giving a superior
grin.

Jason appeared to think about this for a moment and then shook his
head. "But you're old. They didn't have video games when you were
young."

"Very true," said Bill. "In my day we had to find other things to keep
ourselves amused. Carousing and fornication were always popular
pastimes."

"What?" Jason looked blank.

"He means drinking and sex," laughed Craig. "His lifelong hobbies."

"Oh." Jason said. "OK." He gave Bill a brief, uncomfortable look, as
though this were far too much information, and then turned his
attention to the control pad in his hand. "Are we going to play again?"

Bill laughed and handed is own control pad to Craig. "Here, see how you
get on against this young rapscallion."

Daniel watched Jason and Craig battle it out for a few minutes and then
decided that he needed to pee. He got up and made his way through into
the hallway, where he used the downstairs toilet. After taking care of
business and washing his hands, he set off back to rejoin the others.
However, as he crossed the hallway he noticed that a door to one of the
other rooms was open and a dim light was on inside. Cautiously, he
approached the partly open door and glanced into the room.

The room looked to be a small office or study of some kind. Adam sat
working at a computer, typing something at the keyboard. Every so often
he would pause in his typing and look down to read from a folder that
lay open on the desk. After a few moments he must have sensed Daniel's
presence, since he turned to look.

Daniel stepped into the room. "Sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. Are
you working?"

"Just doing a little work on a report that I need to get finished,"
said Adam, giving a smile. "I'm almost done, so I'll be through in
minute. Is Craig keeping you entertained?"

"Yeah, we're playing video games. Bill is beating everyone."

"He always does," said Adam, with a laugh.

"Thanks for arranging this trip to Spain," said Daniel. "I still can't
believe it."

"You're welcome. I think we should all have a lot of fun. You seem a
bit worried about it though. You can say if you don't want to go."

"No, it's not that. Of course I want to go. It just seems... Well...
It's such an amazing gift: two weeks in Spain. You said it's to say
thank you for visiting Craig in hospital. But we didn't really do
anything to deserve something this big."

Adam gave an understanding smile. He gestured towards an empty chair
that stood beside his desk. Daniel crossed to the chair and sat down.
The young doctor sat forwards in his own chair and took one of Daniel's
hands in his own.

"Daniel, you and Jason visited Craig every single day while he was in
hospital. And then you've been to see him almost every day since he's
been home. I don't think you realise what that has meant to him, and to
me as well. Taking you away for a short holiday is a very small reward
for the friendship that you've shown."

Daniel shrugged, feeling a little embarrassed. "It was only an hour or
so each evening. It was no big deal."

"It was a big deal to Craig," said Adam. "And I think it was really a
big deal to you as well." He smiled knowingly. "You and Craig have
become quite close."

"Erm, yeah, I guess," said Daniel, cautiously.

Adam started to laugh. "Don't look so worried. I'm not accusing you of
anything. I simply meant that you've become very close friends. I think
Craig sees you as a sort of younger brother, though going by the way he
acts most of the time, especially when you're around, I'm not really
sure which of you should be called the younger brother. He loves
spending time with you, and Jason as well, which is another reason for
inviting you along on the Spain trip. He suddenly turned serious.
"Besides, Craig isn't the only one who enjoys having you around. One of
the drawbacks of being gay is that can you miss out on having a real
family. That can be a difficult thing to come to terms with. I don't
expect to ever have a family of my own. However, even if you can't have
the real thing, sometimes it is possible to have something close."

Daniel felt a lump grow in his throat at Adam's words. He recalled the
feeling of missing out that he had experienced earlier that day when
Dean had told him that he was going to Florida with his dad. Daniel
could hardly remember his own father, who had walked out when the boy
had been only four years old. He was close to his mum, but there had
been times over the years when he had really missed having a dad and
had wondered what it would be like to have that special father-son
relationship that he saw with some of his friends. He thought about
what Adam had just said. Even if you can't have the real thing,
sometimes it is possible to have something close. He looked at Adam and
his eyes filled with tears. Adam got up from his chair, pulled Daniel
to him, and hugged him tightly.

They stood like this for several moments. At first Daniel felt a little
embarrassed, but this soon gave way to a warm, comforting feeling; a
feeling of security. As they pulled apart, Daniel wiped his eyes with
the back of his hand.

"You OK?" asked Adam, his hands on the boy's shoulders.

"Yeah," Daniel nodded.

Adam gave a gentle smile. "Go on back and join the others. I'll be
through in a couple a minutes, as soon as I finish up here."

Adam did join them a few minutes later, and proved that he was no mean
games-player himself. Though he did lose to Jason, which pleased the
young teen considerably.

After another hour or so playing games, which included a fair amount of
joking around, Bill announced that it had given him a thirst and Adam
went off to open another bottle of wine. Craig turned off the games
console and went to fetch glasses of lemonade for himself and the boys.
Jason hinted that he would have preferred beer, but Craig ignored the
hint and brought the boy lemonade anyway.

Daniel sipped his lemonade and looked over at Adam and Bill, who were
at the other end of the large lounge, deep in conversation. "Don't they
ever stop talking about work?" he asked Craig.

Craig smiled and shook his head. "Not when they're together. Mind you,
Adam is almost as bad when he's on his own. He's almost always working.
I suppose he enjoys his job." He gave a grin. "And who can blame him.
It was fun helping him out with those gym sessions that we did. I love
seeing cute bare-chested boys getting all sweaty. I hope he's going to
let me help out with more stuff later on. Maybe even some of that
measuring that I keep hearing about." He looked at Jason.

"You're not measuring me," said Jason, pulling a face.

"Spoilsport," laughed Craig.

Jason had been casting frequent looks over at Bill, a frown on his
face. "Craig, is Bill... You know... Is he gay?"

Craig had just taken a mouthful of lemonade and he fought to swallow it
as he tried to hold back his laughter. "What's the matter; you fancy
him?"

"No, course not!" Jason answered, quickly. He shuddered. "I just
wondered, with him being friends with Adam and everything."

"If Bill is gay he certainly hides it well," grinned Craig. "He's been
married three times and has a real reputation for chasing the young
female nurses at the hospital."

"Oh, OK," Jason looked a little relieved.

"Bill is just an all-round great guy," said Craig. "Adam got a lot of
stick when I first moved in with him. He was still working as a junior
doctor at the hospital back then, and with me being only sixteen and
one of his former patients, it caused a bit of a stir. Bill stood by
him and told anyone who said anything that Adam wasn't doing anything
wrong and that it was none of their business anyway. It takes a brave
man to stand up and argue with Bill."

"I like him," said Daniel.

"Most people do, when they get to know him" said Craig. He took another
drink. "So how are things with you two now? Have you finally accepted
that you're perfect for each other?"

"Sort of," said Daniel. He looked at Jason, who smiled shyly.

"That's good," said Craig. "Because life if too short to waste it.
You've got to make the most of the time that you have, especially when
you have someone that you really care about. You two guys are so
incredibly lucky to have each other. Just as I'm lucky to have Adam."

"I know how lucky I am," Daniel agreed, still looking at Jason.

Jason's face reddened. He looked away for a moment but then met his
friend's gaze full on. "Me too," he said, softly.

Craig sighed and glanced at his watch. "It's getting late. I guess I
should show you to your room." He got to his feet, moving carefully.
"Ouch! I should stick to sitting on higher chairs. Getting out of these
low ones doesn't half pull."

"Are you OK?" asked Daniel, concerned.

"Yeah. I just have to remember to be careful, otherwise I get a sharp
reminder." Craig gave a grin. "No rampant sex for me for a while." He
looked a Jason, who blushed furiously.

The boys collected their bags from the hallway and Craig led the way up
the stairs, moving slowly and taking one step at a time.

"Hope you guys aren't in a hurry," the older teen joked.

They eventually reached the landing at the top of the stairs.

"You've got a choice of rooms," said Craig. He opened two doors, one on
either side of the landing. "This one on the right has two single beds.
The one on the left has a double bed, but it has its own bathroom.
Personally, I'd have the double. But it's up to you."

Daniel looked at Jason. "You choose," he said. He agreed with Craig;
the double sounded by far the best option, but he wasn't about to push
Jason into sharing a bed.

Jason hesitated, looking from one room to the other. "I don't know."

"You're hopeless," Craig sighed. "Look, if you want my advice, Bill is
staying over tonight and he'll be in the room next to the one with the
two singles, and when he starts snoring it's like a jet engine warming
up. Take the double and you won't hear him."

"OK, I guess we'll take the double," said Jason.

"Wise choice," smiled Craig. "There should be some towels in the
bathroom. If you need anything, give me a shout."

"Thanks, Craig," said Daniel. "We'll see you in the morning."

"Goodnight, and sleep well," said Craig. He gave Daniel a careful, one-
armed hug and then did the same to Jason. Jason looked like he was
about to resist, but then went with it.

"Night, Craig," said Daniel.

"Yeah, goodnight," said Jason.

The boys entered the bedroom, closing the door behind them. Jason
glanced around, dropped his bag onto the floor, and climbed up onto the
bed, making himself comfortable leaning back against the pillows. He
began to read through the ParkAventura leaflet that he had brought up
with him. Daniel put his own bag against the wall, out of the way, and
went to have a look at the adjoining bathroom.

"Wow! This is so cool," said Daniel. "I've never had a bedroom that had
its own bathroom before. There's a bath and shower, and most of the
tiles on the walls are mirrors."

Jason shrugged without looking up. "It's a bathroom," he said,
unimpressed. "And what's the point of having loads of mirrors on the
wall. Who wants to look at themselves on the loo?" He continued to
read. "What is really cool is this theme park. It's going to be so
amazing going to Spain." He lowered the leaflet and looked thoughtful.
"How do you think we're going to get there? Do you think we'll go on a
plane?" He grinned excitedly. "I've never been on a plane before."

"I expect we'll be flying," said Daniel. "You can ask Adam in the
morning." He crawled onto the bed beside the young teen.

Jason put the leaflet aside. "So, you gonna tell me what happened this
afternoon?"

"Don't you think we should get into bed first?"

"In a bit. Tell me first."

"OK." Daniel gave a grin. "You were so wrong about it being a disaster.
Dean loved it."

Jason grimaced. "How can anyone love having the runt and his friend
touching, poking and probing them everywhere? Besides, you know what
Ben's like. He might have behaved himself today, while you were there,
but it'll be different if there's nobody to keep him in line."

"I think Dean can handle those two," said Daniel. He giggled. "He
certainly handled them plenty today."

Jason gave his friend a questioning look.

"We made it a condition that if they were going to do anything with
Dean, me and Dean got to do stuff to them first," Daniel explained.

A grin appeared on Jason's face. "You mean more than just measure them
and stuff like that?"

"Yeah, quite a bit more."

"This I gotta hear," said Jason, eagerly. "What did you do to the runt?"

Daniel explained how both Ben and Billy had been made to strip and had
then been examined with Dean's medical gear before having their
arseholes fingered. "Both me and Dean put a finger in Ben," he said,
watching Jason's face carefully to see how the boy would react.

Jason grimaced but giggled. "That is so gross. I bet the runt hated it.
Did he get a boner?"

"Yeah. In fact, Dean made him lay on his back while he fingered his
arse and jerked his dick both at the same time."

"Gross," Jason repeated, his eyes sparkling.

Daniel suddenly had a thought. Mischievously, he reached over and
squeezed his friend's groin. "You've got a boner," he laughed.

"Gerroff!" Jason gave an embarrassed giggle and quickly pushed Daniel's
hand away.

"Hearing about Ben has given you a boner," Daniel accused, still
laughing. "No wonder you wanted all the details." He grabbed Jason's
arms and a short struggle ensued, ending with Jason pinned down on the
bed and Daniel lying full-length on top of him. Daniel ground his hips
into Jason's, rubbing their jeans-covered erections one against the
other. Jason made a token attempt to throw his friend off, but then lay
still. They lay like that for a long moment, looking into each others
eyes and then Daniel lowered his head and gently kissed Jason on the
lips. As Daniel pulled back, he was surprised when Jason's head came
up, his jaw pushed slightly forwards, as though seeking to prolong the
contact.

"You're a sicko," Daniel smiled, affectionately. "Turned on by hearing
about your brother getting his arse fingered."

"You call me a sicko? It's you who was doing the fingering."

"Yeah, but you'd love to if you had the chance. Admit it."

"Go fuck yourself."

Daniel laughed, as he remembered Ben using that exact same phrase
earlier that day. Jason and Ben were alike in so many ways. Almost
without thinking, he copied Billy's response. "I'd rather fuck you."

Jason's eyes widened. There was suddenly an incredible feeling of
tension.

"You're supposed to say, 'in your dreams'," said Daniel, quickly,
afraid that his attempt at a joke had not been well received.

"Erm, yeah, OK. In your dreams." Jason gave a weak smile. Then he
giggled. "Sicko!" And then the tension was gone and everything was back
to normal.

Daniel released Jason's arms and rolled off his friend.

Jason stretched and plumped up his pillows before leaning back on them
once more. "Come on then; I want to know what happened after Dean made
Ben shoot. What did they do to Dean?"

"Ben didn't really shoot," said Daniel. "He doesn't cum yet. Billy
does, a little bit, but Ben doesn't shoot anything at all."

"What, nothing?" Jason gave a broad grin. "Now that could be useful to
know."

Daniel sighed. "Don't you go teasing him about it. I wish I hadn't told
you now."

"Alright, I won't tease him," said Jason. "Not much anyway," he added.
"Get on with the story."

"OK. But if you want to hear anymore, you've got to get naked first."

"What? Why?"

"Because if you're naked I can see exactly how much this story is
turning you on," said Daniel. "Besides, I like seeing you naked."

Jason appeared to think about this for a moment. "Alright. But I'm only
getting undressed because we're going to have to anyway, to go to bed."

"Yeah, whatever," laughed Daniel.

"And you have to get naked as well," Jason added.

"OK."

Both boys climbed off the bed and began to pull off their clothes.
Daniel turned away as he undressed. Not because he was in any way shy
of Jason seeing him naked; quite the opposite, in fact. He turned away
to hide the smile that he couldn't keep off his face. Jason was so
strange sometimes. He liked to pretend that he wasn't really interested
in anything to do with boy-sex, yet he was obviously turned on by
hearing about Ben and Billy being stripped and handled, and he clearly
wanted all of the details about what had happened with Dean.

When Daniel finished undressing and turned back to face his friend,
Jason was already naked and waiting. The blond-haired teen stood
flexing the fingers of his left hand in front of his slim, hard cock as
though consciously resisting the urge to cover himself. Together, they
climbed back onto the bed, sitting side by side and leaning back
against the thick pillows.

Daniel was surprised that Jason hadn't suggested getting under the
bedclothes. He hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and took
hold of the boy's cock. Jason shot his friend a quick, nervous look and
then smiled, almost shyly, and opened his legs a little. Daniel slowly
stroked his hand up and down the hard shaft, his own heart beating hard
in his chest; touching Jason's cock always made Daniel's heart beat
faster. A few moments later, Jason's fingers reached for Daniel's
hardness, closing almost tentatively around the teen's twitching
erection.

"You still want to hear about what happened with Dean?" Daniel asked,
after a few minutes of silent, mutual stroking.

"You bet I do," said Jason. He glanced down at Daniel's hand around his
dick and gave a soft giggle. "Doing this stuff still feels so weird."

While they continued to slowly wank each other, Daniel told Jason about
how Ben and Billy had explored Dean's naked body and played with his
hard cock and then had both fingered Dean's arse at the same time. He
explained how they had finished off by pushing the proctoscope into
Dean's arse and then jerking him until he shot his cum.

"Dean really liked having that stuff done to him?" Jason asked,
apparently still not convinced.

"Yeah. It was pretty hot to watch as well. By the way, Dean told me
afterwards that me and you could go over any time and have some fun
with him." Daniel watched Jason's face carefully as he said this.

Jason giggled. "You mean play around with that medical gear? I don't
think so." He briefly met Daniel's eyes before looking away. He giggled
again, nervously. "Though if we did go over there, it'd be us doing
stuff to Dean, right? He'd be the one getting naked?"

"Yeah, I guess," said Daniel "Dean seems to like it best when people do
stuff to him."

"Dean's weird," said Jason. "I wouldn't want anyone doing that sort of
stuff to me; especially not the runt and his friend."

 "Well, anyway, after they'd made Dean shoot, Ben and Billy both got
naked again and Dean sucked them both off," said Daniel.

Jason's cock twitched in Daniel's hand. "Dean sucked 'em?" the boy
asked. "He sucked Ben and Billy? Shit!"

Daniel grinned. "You sound like you're jealous."

"'Course I'm not jealous."

"You sure?" asked Daniel. He licked his lips, nervously. "Because if
you were jealous I could maybe do something about it."

"Erm... I dunno."

Looking into his friends eyes, Daniel was almost sure that Jason wanted
to say yes but that he was struggling to get passed all the barriers
that he had put up for himself. "You wouldn't have to do me," said
Daniel. "Unless you wanted to," he added, hopefully.

Jason was silent for a moment as though thinking about it. "What's it
like?" he asked, eventually, in a small voice.

"It feels amazing," smiled Daniel. "You'll love it."

Jason shook his head. "No, I mean what's it like to have a guy's dick
in your mouth?"

"Oh, right. I dunno. I've never done it." Daniel gave a nervous grin.
"You'd be my first."

"Doesn't it scare you, the thought of doing something like that?" Jason
asked. "Aren't you worried that it might taste bad?" His expression was
serious, almost intense.

"A bit, I guess," said Daniel. He smiled again. "Though I don't think
you're gonna taste bad. I think you're gonna taste as good as you look.
Look, what's with all the questions? You want me do it or not."

Jason frowned and shook his head. "No."

Daniel felt a stab of disappointment. "No? OK. If you don't want me
to." It looked as though his hopes of taking things beyond simple
mutual wanking had just been dashed.

Jason swallowed nervously. "I'll do you first."

Daniel blinked in surprise, sure he must have either misheard or
misunderstood. "You sure?"

"No, but I'm gonna do it anyway." Jason's face had taken on a stubborn
expression.  He looked down at Daniel's cock, which he held tightly in
his fist. Taking a couple of deep breaths, he shuffled down the bed.

Daniel watched, hardly daring to breathe as Jason got into position.
This was a turn that he had really not expected, and he knew that it
was a huge step forwards for his friend.

"Shit!" Jason muttered, as he lay propped up on one elbow, Daniel's
erection just inches from his face. He bent forwards and briefly
touched his lips to the hard shaft, and then pulled back again. He
giggled. "This is so weird." He kissed the shaft again, not pulling
back quite so quickly this time. "Nothing to it," he grinned. Then he
leaned in and took the entire head of Daniel's dick into his mouth.

Daniel gasped. Jason wasn't doing anything except simply holding the
head of Daniel's dick inside his mouth, but it still felt fantastic.

When he pulled back, Jason's grin was broad and excited. "I did it," he
giggled. "I sucked your dick."

Whilst the claim was maybe a bit of an exaggeration, Daniel wasn't
about to split hairs. Given Jason's previous reticence in such matters,
what he had just done was a major achievement. "OK, now let me do you."

The boys changed positions, Jason coming back up to lean against the
pillows and Daniel shuffling down the bed. Daniel wasted no time in
getting up close and personal with Jason's erection. He'd had plenty of
opportunities to handle it over the past weeks, first through the
measuring and then, more recently he'd been able to wank it. Now he was
going to be able to do something that he had fantasized about: he was
going to be able to take it into his mouth and suck on it. He held the
slim shaft against his open palm and ran his tongue all the way up its
short but beautiful length, from the base to the slightly wider head.
He smiled to himself as he heard Jason gasp and felt the boy tense up
at the contact. Then he briefly flicked his tongue across the extremely
sensitive tip of the boy's foreskin before gently easing the foreskin
back a little way and taking the boy's dick into his mouth and starting
to suck on it.

"Fuck!" Jason moaned, his eyes widening. "Fuck!"

Daniel allowed the shaft to slip from his mouth and began licking along
it, working his way down to Jason's balls. As he licked and lightly
nibbled on the young teen's ball-sac, he slowly slid a finger up
between the boy's tight arse cheeks. Jason groaned and squirmed but
didn't protest and so Daniel pushed his finger further into that warm
crevice until his fingertip was actually touching Jason's tightly
puckered hole.

"Fuck!" Jason muttered again.

"If you keep saying that, I might take you up on it," Daniel grinned.

Jason giggled. "Maybe I'll let you."

"Yeah, right," laughed Daniel. He probed the boy's hole with his finger.

"Stop it!" Jason laughed, squirming.

"You don't like it?"

"It's feels weird."

Daniel knew his friend well enough to take this as confirmation that
Jason did in fact like to be touched back there. The teen's inhibitions
would stop him admitting that it felt good, but he would have had no
problem at all speaking out if he hadn't liked it. "I've got something
in my bag that feels much better than a finger." Daniel climbed off the
bed and quickly crossed to his bag. He rooted around inside it for a
moment and found the small plastic bottle of lube and the box that
contained the vibrator. He removed the vibrator from the box and took
the small device and the bottle back with him to the bed.

Jason eyed the vibrator, warily. He'd seen it before, having been
introduced to it several weeks earlier following a measuring session in
Daniel's bedroom. At that time he'd declined to play with it. Daniel
hoped that this time the boy might be willing to be a little more
adventurous.

Climbing back onto the bed, Daniel turned on the vibrator and touched
it to Jason's dick. The boy squirmed and started to laugh. Daniel ran
the device around Jason's hard cock for a few moments and then touched
it to his own cock. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"I guess," said Jason.

"It feels even better around your bum hole. Want to give it a go?"

Jason stopped laughing. "You mean push it inside?"

"You don't have to push it inside if you don't want. It feels good just
touching it to your hole."

"Yeah, but have you pushed it inside when you've been using it
yourself?"

"A couple of times," Daniel admitted. He gave an embarrassed smile. "It
feels amazing when you have it inside while you jerk off."

Jason giggled nervously. He chewed his bottom lip for a moment. "OK,
let's do it."

"What, you mean put it right in?" Daniel had hoped they could have fun
with vibrator, but hadn't realistically expected Jason to allow it to
be pushed inside him.

"Yeah. That's what you brought that lube stuff for, isn't it?"

Daniel gave a sheepish grin. "I brought that just in case."

"Yeah, well, this is what you wanted, so let's go for it."

"OK. If you're sure. Lift your legs up."

Jason lifted his legs, pulling them back to open himself up. Daniel
unscrewed the cap on the lube, squirted a small amount onto his
fingertip, and applied it to Jason's puckered entrance.

"Shit! That's cold," Jason complained. He gave another giggle and
wriggled around. "This is so sick." He continued to giggle softly as he
watched Daniel rub lube around the shaft of the vibrator.

"You really sure about this?" asked Daniel. It was clear from the
laughing and giggling and general bravado that Jason was in hyper mode,
which meant that he was trying to cover up how nervous he was feeling.
Daniel was worried that he might be pushing things too far.

"I've said, haven't I?" Jason replied. "So stop acting like a girl and
get on with it."

"Alright, here goes." Daniel turned on the vibrator and touched the tip
to Jason's lube-covered hole.

"Fuck!" Jason laughed.

"I suppose that must mean that you like it," observed Daniel, also
laughing. He ran the vibrating device up and down over the tight ring a
few times and then gently pushed it against the centre. Jason's hole
resisted at first, but after a moment the slim tip of the vibrator
slipped inside. Slowly, Daniel worked the device inside using small
push-pull and twisting movements until several inches were buried in
Jason's arse. "How's it feel now?"

Jason had stopped laughing, and lay with his eyes closed, breathing
rapidly. He opened his eyes and grinned. He looked almost pleased with
himself, as though he had accomplished something. "Yeah, pretty good."

Moving the vibrator around in Jason's arse, Daniel took hold of the
boy's cock and started to wank it, his hand moving in slow, steady
strokes. His own cock was twitching and demanding attention, but as he
didn't have three hands, his own needs were going to have to wait. He
concentrated on Jason's cock, watching as his hand moved up and down
the hard, slim, shaft. Jason's cock was beautiful. In fact, everything
about Jason was beautiful.

"Danny..."

Surprised, Daniel stopped his wanking and looked at his friend
questioningly. Jason never called him Danny. Occasionally he would use
"Danny Boy", but that was only when he wanted to be annoying, since he
knew that Daniel hated it. However, there was no sign in Jason's face
or in his tone that he was trying to be annoying now. If anything, the
boy looked nervous. They looked at each other for a long moment.

Jason licked his lips and swallowed. "You want to fuck me?" he asked,
his voice barely audible.

Daniel felt his mouth fall open. "Are you serious?" he asked, knowing
full well from the expression on Jason's face that the boy was totally
serious.

"You said earlier that you wanted to do it."

"I was joking. I was only having fun."

"So you don't want to fuck me?"

"Yeah, course I do, but..." Daniel couldn't deny that he'd had
fantasies about fucking his best friend, but never in his wildest
dreams would he have expected Jason to actually suggest it.

"I think we should do it." Jason looked scared but determined. His
voice was still hardly more than a whisper.

"But..." Daniel was having trouble taking this in. It was as though his
brain had stopped working. He looked down at the vibrator, half-buried
in Jason's arsehole, and imagined replacing the vibrator with his cock.
His erection twitched in response to the thought. "I'm bigger than the
vibrator," he said.

"So?"

"So, I don't want to hurt you."

"If it hurts I'll tell you to stop."

Daniel still hesitated.

"Come on, Danny. We can do it."

It was Jason's use of "Danny" that finally swung it for Daniel. There
was obvious affection in the way that Jason was saying the name. This
was Jason with his barriers down; the real Jason; the Jason who was
usually hidden away behind bluster and bravado. Daniel smiled tightly
and nodded. "Yeah, OK."

Jason lowered his legs and watched in silence as Daniel smeared lube
around his erect cock. The fourteen-year-old took care to make sure
that he did a thorough job of coating his hard shaft, since he wanted
to make this as easy as possible for his friend.

"How do you want to do this?" Daniel asked, when he was satisfied that
he was properly lubed.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, are you gonna stay on your back, or do you want to turn over."

"I'll stay on my back," said Jason. He smiled nervously. "I want to be
able to see you."

"OK. Get your legs back up then."

Jason lifted his legs again, pulling his knees right back towards his
shoulders. Daniel applied some more lube to the boy's hole and worked
it around. Then he very slowly slid one finger inside. Jason's eyes
widened slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Daniel was surprised at how easily his finger had gone in. Though he
guessed that Jason must have been loosened up by the wider shaft of the
vibrator and was now probably fairly well lubed-up inside. Daniel slid
his finger in and out a few times, twisting it around. He felt his cock
jerk in anticipation of what was to come.

"You ready?"

"Yeah." Jason gave a slight nod of his head and even managed a rather
forced smile.

Daniel shuffled forwards on his knees and lined up the head of his cock
with Jason's arsehole. He leaned forwards, applying a little pressure.
His cockhead pressed up against the hole, but the hole resisted. He
eased back and then pushed forwards again, setting up a small 'rocking
movement. Jason's sphincter still remained closed. "I don't know if
this is going to work."

"Keep going. Push a bit harder."

Daniel pushed.

Suddenly, the resistance gave way and the head of Daniel's cock slipped
inside. Jason gave a grunt and grimaced, screwing up his eyes.

"It's in," Daniel said, grinning in spite of his concern for his
friend. "Did it hurt?"

"Only a bit," said Jason, breathlessly. Then he too grinned. "I can
feel it inside me."

Things became a little easier after that. Daniel very slowly worked his
cock inside the boy, pulling back and then pushing in again a little
deeper. Jason flinched occasionally, but otherwise gave so sign that it
was too uncomfortable. Eventually Daniel had his pubes pressed up
against Jason's balls. "OK, it's all the way in."

Jason reached down between his legs to touch the base of Daniel's dick
as though to check that it really was right inside him. He gave a soft
giggle. "Piece of piss."

Daniel had been concentrating so hard on the process of getting his
cock inside Jason that he hadn't had chance to think about how good it
felt. He pulled back and slid inside again in one smooth, easy motion.
The movement resulted in groans from both himself and Jason. Shit! It
really did feel good. Amazingly good. He could feel Jason's tight ring
gripping the shaft of his dick. He bent forwards, leaning over between
Jason's raised legs and placed one hand on the bed at either side of
the boy. This placed the boys' faces just inches apart. His cock still
deeply embedded in Jason's arse, he bent his head and kissed the boy
briefly on the lips. Jason responded with a smile, and they kissed
again, more firmly this time, Daniel's tongue finding its way into
Jason's mouth. At the same time, Daniel reached down between their
bodies and took a hold of Jason's hard cock, giving it a couple of
strokes and then a firm squeeze.

Jason smiled again, shyly, as they broke the kiss. He stroked Daniel's
chest, his fingertips brushing lightly over the boy's pecs. "You gonna
do it then?" he asked.

Daniel nodded. He once more took his weight on both of his arms, pulled
back his hips and thrust forwards, the sensations from his dick sending
an electric tingle through his entire body. He pulled back and thrust
again, setting up a slow, steady rhythm, concentrating on the feeling
of his cock sliding in and out of Jason's tight arse.

Jason lay with his head back and his eyes closed. His mouth hung
slightly open as he sucked in air, and he gave soft groans with each
deep stroke. After a few moments he reached down and took hold of his
hard cock and began to wank on it.

Daniel kept the rhythm going, his cock penetrating deep into the young
teen with each thrust forwards. At the same time he let his eyes rove
over Jason, drinking in the sight of the boy's cute, lightly-freckled
face, his slim, smooth chest, his tight stomach, his pubic area with
its light smattering of curly, blond pubes, and his small, hard dick,
tightly enclosed in his jacking fist. Jason was gorgeous, and Daniel
was in love.

The familiar tingling that heralded the approach of orgasm came too
soon for Daniel. He was in heaven, and he wanted it to last forever. He
knew that once he came it would be over, but the only way to stop
himself from cumming was to stop the fucking, and that was unthinkable.
In spite of his desire to prolong the experience as long as possible,
he felt himself speeding up, thrusting faster and harder. His arms were
aching from supporting his upper body and he was panting heavily. Jason
was also panting, his fist almost a blur as it beat up and down his
swollen cock. Daniel gave a deep groan as he felt pressure building
down between his legs. His back arched and his cock began to throb as
he rammed it deep into Jason's arse and felt his cum pumping out into
the young teen's body.

The orgasm passed and left Daniel gasping for breath. He held himself
up on his tired arms and watched, waiting for Jason to reach his own
climax.

Jason's orgasm came less than a minute later. He tensed and gave a
sound almost like a sob, as cum spurted from his dick onto his chest
and stomach. He milked out the last drops, grimaced as he looked at the
mess on his torso, then raised his eyes to meet Daniel's and grinned.

Daniel smiled back. Then he lowered himself down onto his friend and
they kissed once more. Jason lowered his legs, and Daniel felt his now
softening cock slip out of the boy's arse.

The kiss came to an end when Jason started to giggle. He made a valiant
effort to hold it back, but it forced itself out in an explosion of
laughter.

"What's funny?" asked Daniel, amused but puzzled.

"Nothing," giggled Jason. He brought himself under control, made as
though to resume the kiss, and then started laughing again.

Daniel gave up and rolled over onto his back. He looked down at his
chest, covered with Jason's cum as a result of their torsos rubbing
together. "I think we'd better get cleaned up," he sighed.

"Yeah, we're a bit messy," Jason agreed. "Good job I picked the bedroom
that has a bathroom." He reached down between his legs and touched at
his arsehole and grimaced. "Yuck! I'm all sticky down there. It's
bloody sore as well."

"Sorry," said Daniel.

"It's not too bad." Jason climbed off the bed, wriggled his arse,
grimaced again, and waddled into the bathroom.

The boys used the shower together, washing each other. Daniel was
surprised when Jason even allowed him to wash his backside for him,
though the teen was a little concerned when Jason winced a couple of
times during the washing. After the shower they helped each other dry
off and then returned to the bed, this time getting down inside the
bedclothes. Jason didn't mention putting on shorts, and appeared
content to sleep naked, and Daniel certainly wasn't about to complain.

"Did it hurt much?" Daniel asked, as they lay on their backs, side by
side, in the large bed.

"A bit, but it was OK. It hurt more than it did in the dream," said
Jason.

"What dream?" Daniel turned to look at his friend.

"The one I told you about. That time I... you know... shot off in my
sleep."

"You mean that time you had that wet dream? I was fucking you in your
dream?"

"Yeah." Jason lowered his eyes. "So I guess that now we've done it for
real, that really does make me gay."

"Is that why you wanted to do it; because that's what happened in your
dream?"

Jason was quite for a moment and then he gave a shrug. "I guess it was
just something I needed to do."

"You didn't have to do it if you didn't want to."

"Maybe not just now. But I'd have had to do it some time."

"No you wouldn't."

"Yes I would."

"Why?"

There was a long pause. Jason lay staring at the ceiling, seeming
reluctant to answer. Eventually he turned his head and looked at
Daniel. There were tears in his eyes. "Because I love you," he said,
simply. A tear escaped and ran down his cheek onto the pillow. "I love
you, Danny."

Daniel reached out took the boy into his arms and they held each other
for a long time.

Eventually, Jason pulled away and wiped his eyes with the back of his
hand. He gave a happy grin. "I can't wait until the morning."

"Why?"

Jason gave a giggle. "Because in the morning, I get to fuck you."

Daniel blinked in surprise, as he digested this information. "You're
going to fuck me?"

"Yeah. It's only fair," said Jason, brightly.

Daniel smiled and shook his head in resignation. "Yeah, I guess it is."
He once again took Jason into his arms. At this moment in time he was
happier than he had ever been before. He had everything that he could
possibly want: he had amazing friends in Craig and Adam and Dean; he
had the most beautiful boy in the world in bed beside him, a boy who he
loved and who loved him back; and now, in the morning, he was going to
get fucked. He couldn't wait.

**********

Well, that's it, folks. We come to the end of a very long road. I'm
afraid this is where we leave Daniel and Jason. Their further
adventures are left to your imagination. I'm hoping that a few people,
at least, have managed to get through all 26 chapters. If you're one of
those people, then thanks for sticking with it and I would love to hear
from you. Send me a quick email and let me know what you thought of the
story. Hopefully there will be many more stories to come in the future.

Thanks everyone

Gymnopedies

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