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title: 'Austen, Superboy of the Junior High'
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### Austen, Superboy of the Junior High

Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2005 12:57:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: mghj4dads smith <mghj4dads@yahoo.com>
Subject: Austen, Superboy of the Junior High, Ch 3

Austen, Superboy of the Junior High
Chapter Three

By Mr. gloryholeJUNKIE
Mghj4dads@yahoo.com


Disclaimer:

The following story is copyrighted to the author. Do not re-post, publish
or circulate without the author's prior, written consent.

Do not read the story if you are either a minor or in a location where
reading has been outlawed (but please still continue to whittle your
dancing puppets anyway).

Please ignore any typos. We oralists can't be expected to get that anal.

Do nothing described within this story if you are a minor or confronted
with any situation even slightly resembling those depicted within if such
involves a minor in any way.

Do not take your son into a theater which has the letters, XXX, on the
marquee.

Do not view the web cam of anyone under the legal
age. ("littlekidbutt4all2use" as a moniker may be a clue).

Stop using your eyes, hands and penis (learn to sing instead)!

Take to wearing muumuus around your son - but not if he's of an age to
stand beneath it.

Pull "an Elvis" and shoot your computer.


Austen, Superboy of the Junior High


Chapter Three

On the floor, I laid on my stomach throughout the rest of the movie.  I
couldn't have gotten up if I'd wanted to since I had a major boner the
whole time. Although I watched Adam Sandler doing something wacky on the
t.v., my mind kept drifting back to seeing my dad's body and his cock
shooting cum on his web cam.

I was glad that the family room was dimly lit because I blushed as I
thought how my own dad, not three feet away, had seen my boner shoot sperm
into Brian's butt.

What must my dad think of me, I feared. He must think I'm a little homo. I
mean, he'd had the birds and the bees talk with me like when I was ten and
told me that sometimes boys experiment with other guys and that it was an
okay thing to do if I ever found myself in that situation.

But I didn't know then that even grown ups and dads played around the same
way. I thought it was just a kid thing to do - to play with our cock in
front of other guys. But now I knew that a lot of guys, even adults,
continued to secretly fool around with their dicks and wanted to see other
guys do sort of faggy stuff.

My dad sure didn't seem to mind when he knew I was beating off on cam for
like a year for any man who wanted to watch my cam. He knew that all these
men were looking at his son's cock and sperm and he didn't even seem to
mind.

Although that was sort of weird, it was also pretty cool of him. I guess I
had a pretty cool dad. He was even looking at Brian for a year doing the
same thing and had never said a word.

And now he'd seen me put my dick in Brian's butt and squirt my sperm into
it. And he watched me eating Brian's sperm.

I was all confused. One the one hand, I was super embarrassed to think that
my own dad knew all this stuff about me. And on the other hand, he let me
know he liked it since he was telling me how to do it and even beat off
watching us.

I knew that some dads were watching me on my cam for a whole year. There's
no way for a kid not to know that almost a hundred percent of the people
watching a boy's cam would be grown up men. I even knew that Mr. Olsen was
watching and he was married with kids.

But when its your own dad watching, well, it just makes it more real. And
my dick was pounding hard into the carpeting as I thought about doing even
more than a jerk off show in front of my dad. Me and Brian had now put on a
sex show and my dad saw it!

I didn't know how we'd spend a whole day together downtown the next day. I
was sort of scared that maybe my dad was acting all cool because my mom was
there. But when she'd be home, it being a long planned guys day downtown,
perhaps then he'd have the opportunity to express his genuine feelings of
disgust and anger. Perhaps the next day in the car, he'd let us have it and
tell Brian and me to never do it again.

And yet I knew that Brian was right. How could my dad possibly do that
without admitting that he was cruising chat rooms looking at kids like me
and Brian ejaculating? It wouldn't make any sense of him to do that since
he'd get into way more trouble then would we if it ever became known.

So I breathed easier throughout the rest of movie and even ate some more
cheese dip and nachos.

It was a little after midnight when the movie ended and my dad got off the
couch right away. He stretched and said we'd all best get some sleep since
we'd be leaving "no later than ten in the morning, boys".

My mom kissed me goodnight and gave Brian a kiss, too, since he'd been
coming to our house since he was like five years old.

Brian and I then both went up to my room and locked the door. I had a major
woody again since I knew that I might get to butt fuck Brian again. I
wasn't going to ask him though. That seemed too queer to ask. But I was
really hoping he'd bring up the subject again.

As I brushed my teeth, Brian did what I had hoped he'd do. He turned on my
web cam and brought the cam into the bathroom. We couldn't see my monitor
but we showed whoever may have been watching how two twelve-year-old boys
get ready for bed - brushing our teeth and then even while I peed. My dick
was semi hard as I pissed into the toilet as we both laughed while Brian
held the cam to let everyone see my dick as I let my sweat shorts fall to
my thighs.

"Keep it down, boys!", my mother said from the hallway as she apparently
passed my door to get to my parent's bedroom.

As me and Brian looked at our boners we again bust out into laughter, "We
can't keep `em down, Mrs. Davis", Brian joked in a hushed tone.

After I finished peeing, Brian leaned toward me and took a hold of my thick
penis until it was again a huge kid boner. He aimed the camera lens right
at the head of my erection, as if letting men see my pee slit.

We then returned to my desk where we read quickly through some of the
comments that had been made in the main chat room while we'd been in the
bathroom with the cam.

"Some of them want to see you fuck me again", Brian said as he stroked my
boner. "Want to shoot more cum into me?"

"Suure", I said in a low, nervous voice. Although I was embarrassed to be
asked such so directly, I was rearing for another round. I discovered it
just that night and already loved to fuck.

Brian pulled off his shorts and we read how men wanted to see his
"pricklet" and his "hot boy-slut butt" - and Brian didn't disappoint. He
jerked his boner and then turned around and showed all the viewers not just
his butt but his butt hole as he again spread his cheeks wide.

As I read the comments, it seemed a lot of men after midnight, a time I
never before had my computer on, let alone web cammed, seemed to know
Brian. They all seemed to know his screen name and his body really well.

Then some man on mic caused me to reduce the speakers volume when he asked,
"Going to get fucked some more Bri11? I remember seeing you before one time
when some high schooler was fucking you one day like a year ago. Good to
see you`re still a butt slut."

Brian looked at me with this sheepish smile as he said to me, "That was
Jeremy's older brother. I let him fuck me because he was leaving for
college and he knew I liked to get buttfucked..."

I didn't even bother to ask my best friend why I never knew he got butt
fucked. Iwas sort of mad that I'd been out of the loop but, I suppose,
maybe he didn't want me to think he was a homo. Maybe he figured we
wouldn't be friends any more if he had told me before.

Brian then crawled up on the edge of my bed, at the foot of it, He then got
on all fours, his head down on the mattress and his young, smooth little
butt high in the air. I watched as I held the wireless cam and pointed it
at him as he spread his legs. Everyone viewing could see his butt hole real
clearly and is smooth nuts hanging below.

"Fuck that kid hole", some man said on mic.

I pulled my shorts down and off. My boner was so freaking hard, I thought I
might cum right then and there just looking at Brian's butt. I could hardly
believe that I had already shot my sperm once into his butt and now I
wanted...needed...to shoot some more into it.

It wasn't that was like attracted to Brian like a guy is to a girl or
anything. I mean, he was nice looking and all but it wasn't like he was my
girlfriend. Its just that I guess any guy, especially kids my age, will
fuck any hole willing to offer our boners sex.

But I suppose he did look pretty hot, too, that way. I wondered what he own
mom and dad would think if they saw him like this - bent over and showing
his boy hole and nuts to god knows who.

I looked at my monitor and as I looked to see if my dad or Mr. Olsen might
have been watching (neither were), I saw that the viewer count was at one
hundred and thirty. How cool was that I thought to myself as my dick
bounced just thinking about the number of grown ups all around the world
looking like they were all in my bedroom with me and Brian.

And who else got to see Brian's butt hole like this? Something that
supposedly only his mom saw when he was a baby giving him a thermometer or
maybe his pediatrician was actually seeing seen by hundreds of men who were
masturbating while they were watching my cam.

I mean, over a hundred men had a front row seat right between Brian's
hairless butt cheeks and, as I moved the camera in, right into his
puckered, pink boy hole.

How cool was that I thought as I started getting into the showmanship of
what we were doing in my room. I ran the can over Brian's ass and down to
his scrotum and boner. I wanted men to see every inch of my best buddy who
was waiting and begging to be fucked some more.

"Get the KY, Austen", Brian said in a whisper so my parents wouldn't hear.

I went to my drawer and opened the tube. Looking at Brian on all fours, I
couldn't help myself...I set the cam down on my desk and pointed it
directly, square on, at Brian's butt hole. I looked at our cam window on
the screen to know that the image was perfect.

I then had an idea and squirted a little KY jelly onto my index
finger. Being sure not to block the camera, I traced my index finger along
Brian's butt crack and then pushed it slowly into his tight butt hole. It
was took cool seeing my finger enter my best friend as I jammed more and
more of it into him.

I feared it might hurt, even though I knew he'd already had my huge boner
inside that hole but, still, I asked in a whisper, "Does that hurt, Brian?"

"Nooooo", Brian mumbled into my bedcovers. "Shove more in...Put another
finger in..."

So I did as he asked and was soon finger fucking my best buddy, my team
mate on our "Clarkson Hardware Store" Little League team, my best friend
since kindergarten. I was watching the way his butt hole was actually sort
of contracting and expanding as it to squeeze more and more of my fingers
into him.

It was even clear to me that my twelve-year-old buddy had been fucked a lot
to do all that without even a whimper.

"Whose the first person who ever fucked you?", I finally had to ask.

"You really wanna know?", Brian asked with his head looking almost upside
down the way it was pressed into the mattress.

"Yeah", I said. "I mean, I guessed it was true he'd been fucked by older
guys since he was in the third grade or whatever. But it had to have
started somewhere."

"I dunno", Brian said.

"Don't know what?", I asked, as I continued to finger Brian's tight hole.

"Dunno who", he mumbled.

"Don't know who...first fucked you?", I asked, wondering who was confused -
Brian or me.

"Uh ha", he muttered in a sexy groan. "I don't know who he was."

"What do you mean, you don't know?". I asked, completely na�ve as to how
someone can't know who it s who had fucked them.

"Some man", Brian said as his breathing quickened. "When I was four."

"Wow", I replied. "Cool. Four? But you don't know who?"

"Nope", he mumbled. "Just some man."

"Where?", I asked incredulously - and yet incredibly turned on at the same
time.

"Right before we moved here", Brian said. "It was in a bathroom in a park
near our house at the beach. My dad caught the man while he had me on his
lap inside a stall...that's why we moved here when I was five. It was in the
newspapers and everything."

"Wow, too weird. Sorry", I lied as I was actually turned on and my dick
bounced to the idea that Brian was screwed by some perv when he was just
four-years-old. "Did he hurt you?"

"No", Brian replied as he arched his back, making his butt go higher as I
jammed three of my fingers deeply into him. "It was fun...until my dad came
in. But I was the one who crawled underneath the partition into the man's
stall. He was in there but I'm the one who crawled under wanting someone to
play with me."

"Cool", I said. "You were looking for it? Sex, I mean?", I asked
Brian. "When you were four?"

"Uh ha", Brian mumbled. "Even my parents don't know...but a month after the
man was arrested, I went into another bathroom and sucked a different man
off who was just standing at the urinals. My parents never even knew that
because we were moving then."

I looked at the clock on my bedside table and seeing it was almost getting
to be one in the morning, I figured I'd better fuck Brian before it got too
late. I couldn't hold off any longer anyway. My boner was bouncing around
wildly as Brian told me that he'd been doing homo stuff since he was a
really little kid. I don't know why, but knowing that a kid could find sex
with grown ups all over the place, without even having to be an adult or
knowing how to drive or anything, really turned me on.

I looked at my computer screen and saw our image as I mounted Brian's
backside. My boner looked huge as it hung between my lanky smooth legs and
bumped onto one and then the other of Brian's little butt cheeks as it
found the middle...and his lubed, puckering hole.

I slowly slid my cockhead into that tight hole which as it opened felt so
fucking great on my dick. Man, there was nothing like fucking butt. Who
would even care what a girl might feel like. It was clear to me why so many
boys and men liked fucking butt. And I didn't even have to think about
getting anyone pregnant fucking Brian. I suppose maybe that's partly why
the other older boys and men liked cumming in Brian's butt all these
years. Perhaps fucking another guy is more fun since you can just shoot
your cum into him without worrying about stuff.

Even in the Internet, I always read about how all the married grown up men
were looking for other guys who would swallow their cum. Maybe girls and
wives didn't do that as much as guys want them to. And men were always
asking to swallow other guys cum on the Internet. It seemed that more men
than women wanted to drink sperm, in fact.

And it was totally cool with me since I now understood that a guy, even a
kid like me, could sick my dick into tons of willing guys - even older
guys- and they'd probably let me shoot my sperm into them.

That's a heady thought to a straight twelve-year-old boy with new sperm
looking to be shot into people. I didn't even ever want to just jerk off
again ever again! I was feeling all randy and powerful thinking of how I
could never have to jerk off. By the age of twelve, maybe I could shoot all
my sperm into other people whenever I wanted to...

...But then I laughed since I was just in my bedroom with my best buddy. I
just learned how to fuck and here I was in my mind screwing everyone in the
streets. I mean, who'd want a sixth grader with a big dick fucking them?
Maybe men on the Internet said they'd all like to be sucking me and
drinking my sperm, but maybe that's just something people say on the
Internet.

It was silly to think a kid like me could get his boner sucked on by
different people whenever he felt like it.

I sunk my boner all the way into Brian and could actually feel his butt
muscles squeeze and sort of "milk" my dick. I glanced back at my monitor
and saw my big, plum sized, hairless nuts bouncing and banging against
Brian's butt as he let me fuck him like a dog.

I slowed my thrusts to try to enjoy the experience as best I could but
being just twelve, I couldn't hold off. Again I just lost it without much
warning. I felt my dick throb some but then as if I couldn't help it - or
stop it - I began pumping more sperm into Brian's butt hole. My entire body
was in ecstasy as it released all my kid sperm. I was in love with fucking
people. And I had only just fucked my first person!

After letting my nuts unload completely, I pulled my still hard boner out
of Brian's rectum and jumped up to grab the camera. I knew that men would
probably love to see my sperm inside of Brian's hole. I sure knew I want to
show them my sperm. I felt so much older just knowing that I was able to
make so much cum that people wanted to see it.

I aimed the camera into Brian's butt crack and on the monitor, I could see
his hole ooze with white cream and run over his hairless nuts. It was my
sperm and I felt like Alpha Dog just knowing that it was my sperm running
out of him.

Brian then got up off the bed and said that my semen was dripping out of
him and he loved the feeling.

"I have to get some toilet paper and wipe it up", he said as he headed into
my bathroom.

I then had a freaky thought come into my mind. I didn't think I could do
it. But I knew I had to. As Brian was wiping my sperm out of his butt and
off his legs, I scooted over to my sweat shorts.

When he was done cleaning up and still totally naked, I was already sitting
at my desk reading the ten pages of comments that men had made throughout
my fucking Brian. And I was holding my sweat shorts.

I patted the other chair I had beside it for Brian to come and sit next to
me in front of the cam. I was still naked, too, since I figured since we'd
just screwed, we may as well sleep that way, too. I looked at our images in
my cam window. It showed the two of us from head to knees or so.

I pointed to some of the stuff me had typed about being Brian being a tramp
and a cumkid. We laughed when we saw that one man said he's fly us anywhere
in the world if he could watch us in person...and feel between our legs
while I screwed Brian.

Men wanted to know if Brian had come when I was fucking him.

And they wanted to see me shoot another load, too.

"Kids your age, especially those already with your equipment, Superboy, can
cum over and over again, I bet!" some man had written.

But even as Brian started jerking his dick for the cam - almost like it had
become habit for him to jerk off in front of a lens, I had a different
idea.

It was a weird one but I had to admit that it was one that had my boner
pressed up hard against my smooth belly.

I started to reach into the front pocket of my sweats. The material had a
dark, wet stain on the outside of the pocket and the inside was even
wetter...and gooier.

Some men watching noticed and asked what I had in there.

"Got popper there, kid?", a man typed.

"Maybe it's a cigarette", some man on mic joked. "I know I'd need one after
a hot fuck like he just had."

Even Brian asked me what it was as I pulled out a large, wet and wadded
handful of Kleenexes.

Brian gave me a weird look but smiled. "That your cum rag?", he asked at
the very same moment that three or four men typed out the same question.

"Nope", I said to Brian as a tapped out the same in the main chat room.

Then, as if I didn't have the balls to say it out loud, I typed in the chat
room, "Its somebody else's cum."

"GREAT!", some man said on mic.

"HOT!", another man wrote. "WHOSE?"

"A hot find, we hope!", yet someone else wrote.

"WHOSE?", several men reiterated.

As Brian read the screen, he was, of course, the first to guess. He
whispered to me, "Your DAD'S?"

I nodded and although my dick was the hardest I think it had ever been in
my whole entire life, I also knew that my face was crimson red. I mean, I
was like playing with my own dad's sperm in front of my best friend and a
bunch of strange men.

"WHOSE?", some men tried again.

"His DAD'S", Brian, grinning at the camera, took it upon himself to answer
in the chat room.

"NO SHIIIIIT!", some man said into his microphone.

And a string of comments made the screen race through lines of text once
again as though one were holding down the scroll key.

With my shorts off, I let the cam see I had a hardon again. I then took my
dad's semen-loaded cumrag, still sopping wet despite the fact I had found
it almost an hour earlier already. I couldn't believe I was looking at,
smelling my own dad's sperm. It had my dick bouncing up and down as I
played with a thick wad of only slightly congealed semen.

Then I took some off the tissues and for whatever reason possessed me, I
rubbed the stuff up and down the length of my own boner.

That got Brian's eyes bugging out and a slew of comments in the main chat
room egging us on.

"His own dad's cum all over his kid cock!", some man typed.

"That's the way to go, boys", another man wrote. "Play in your dad's seed,
Superboy!"

I looked at my own dick and could see the way it shone as it got all sticky
in my own dad's sperm. Man, he'd kill me if he were ever to see me doing
this.

I wagged my boner at the camera a few times to let men see it was covered
in my dad's goo. And the sensation was incredible. I had never had another
person's cum on my dick. And here I was now with my erection encased in a
thin layer of my own dad's juice.

It didn't take any coaxing and in fact it surprised me when Brian dropped
to his knees and began to ravenously lick and slurp up and down the length
of my pre-teen boner. He was like licking up all my dad's sperm that he
could!

It was wild seeing my best friend eating my dad's cum. I mean, he'd known
my dad since he was five. Who thinks that their best friend since little up
would eating your dad's sperm one day. And my dad wasn't even in the room!

We were like playing with - and Brian eating - my dad's sperm behind his
back.

But that notion - and watching Brian's tongue scoop up small amounts of
congealed sperm off my dick - made my dick hard as a rock. In fact, I
couldn't help myself and my dick blast another load of sperm as Brian just
kept his tongue on me and continued to lick up my dad's cum now mixed with
my own.

It was totally intense!

Men on microphone were going crazy watching. And the quick scrolling on the
monitor proved that viewers loved what they were seeing. And at that
moment, I realized how important - and fun - it was to put on not a good
webcam show. But a GREAT one.

After Brian finished licking up and eating all the mixed sperm off my
boner, he looked at the camera and smiled. His mouth was still shiny with
cum and men complimented him on how "cute" he looked like that.

Brian, seeing my dad's cumrag was still in my hand, took it and grinned at
me before inserting the entire wad of semen-soaked tissues into his mouth.

And the chat room went nuts again with comments galore. Brian was like
sucking my dad's semen out of the tissues - sucking and munching on his
used cumrag like it was a wad of obscene chewing gum. I could actual see my
dad's semen froth along Brian's lips as he did it.

"KISS HIM, Superboy!", some man typed. And quickly the idea was echoed by
numerous men watching.

Soon the chat room screen was loaded with a string of "KISS HIM, KISS HIM!"
as if the room were chanting.

I don't know why I did it - a boy's curiosity probably - but I leaned into
Brian's face and he opened his mouth as if to French kiss me. I wasn't
really into kissing another guy - or Brian - but it was the hot sexiness of
the moment that made me open my mouth in return.

My very first kiss was a kiss from another boy...and it was a French
kiss...and a French kiss with my dad's sperm all over a wet wad of Kleenex
in Brian's mouth.

I thought I'd faint as my tongue experienced such a new and obscene
sensation. It wasn't half as gross as I thought it might have been. My
dad's sperm made Brian's mouth taste slightly bleachy but it was all pretty
cool actually.

I heard a clap and then another until the men who had mics were all
applauding Brian and me. That made me blush, since it felt so homo suddenly
and I turned off the camera.

I watched as Brian sucked some more on it before spitting out my dad's cum
rag.

"I better flush it so he'll never know we had it", Brian said with a smile
as he got up and headed into my bathroom.

I shut down my computer before crawling into my bed where Brian was already
between the sheets. Although we'd been in the same bed before, we'd never
been in it together naked. We'd never even had sex in it before - other
than some mutual j/o which all kids our age do on a sleepover.

But now that I was naked, too, crawling into my bed made me feel sort of
weird. Not a bad weird. I felt sort of grown up, like the daddy get into
bed with mommy or another daddy. it's the way that parents went to bed. And
here I was naked getting into bed with my naked best friend, another guy
with whom I just had really intense and pretty queer sex.

As soon I got under the covers, I felt Brian's hand cup my twelve-year-old
nuts.

I must have fallen asleep that way because the next thing I knew, it was
morning and my mom was knocking on my bedroom door.




After we each took quick showers, just sort of back to just being best
buddies, we put on bathrobes and headed downstairs to join my mom and dad
for a simple breakfast. As he ate his cereal at breakfast, Brian kept
kicking me under our kitchen table as he tried to control his giggles. I
tried to act like nothing was happening but my mom and dad even noticed
that we were acting silly.

It wasn't so much silliness on my part but I was so embarrassed in a
naughty way knowing my dad was sitting between me and Brian. And me and
Brian had both eaten some of my dad's cum before going to bed. It was such
a weird experience.

My mom wanted to know what the secret was that was so funny and I said,
"Nothing mom, Brian's just a goof head."

"Sorry, Mrs. Davis", Brian said as he tried to compose himself. "It's just
me acting stupid."

"You and Brian are probably all excited that your dad is taking you
downtown, I bet", my mom stated - totally clueless.

"Yeah, that's it", I answered. I then turned to my dad but could barely
look at him in the eyes as I asked, "What are we going to do downtown?
We're going to the Science and Industry, right?"

"If you boys want", my dad replied as he took a big bite out of his slice
of toast. "Its your day today. I took the day off so you two could have an
experience in the city. The museum would be good."

"What should we wear?", I asked my mom.

But before she could answer, my dad said, "Just dress casually. Its warm
today. And since it's a day off for me, I'd really rather not dress
up. Let's just do it casual, boys. Okay?"

"SURE!", I said, happy we didn't have to get all dressed like I had to when
I'd sometimes go downtown with my parents for a special dinner at a
restaurant.

"Just wear what you'd normally wear to play", my dad said.

"That's good", Brian said. "Because all I brought are shorts and tees and
stuff like that."

"Then wear whatever you brought", my dad said to Brian with a smile. "If we
head down to the harbor, we don't want to be in anything too dressy
anyway."

"And take them to that museum down there", my mom said to my dad. "The
naval museum is fascinating."

As I caught a glimpse of milk in Brian's mouth as he ate his Frosted
Flakes, I got a boner. It looked so much like he had really white sperm on
his lips. My dick throbbed inside my bathrobe. Even though I was almost
done with my cereal and juice, I dawdled finishing up because I knew I
wouldn't be able to get up from the table without my boner making a show of
itself under the terry cloth.

When my mom started to talk to Brian, telling him that she'd spoken to his
mom and promised her that we'd have him home before nine that evening, I
began to feel confident enough again to excuse myself from the table as to
head upstairs to get dressed.

As I pulled away from the table, I caught a glimpse of my dad looking me up
and down some. I must have looked at him questioningly because all he said
was, "My gosh, Austen. You seem to shoot up a bit more each and every
morning!"

I blushed hearing my dad mention my growth spurt - even though I knew that
he'd been watching it up close and explicitly for nearly a year now. My
cheeks got all red knowing that my own dad knew exactly what my dick looked
like hard. And he'd even seen me, like, shoot my sperm.

With a frog in my throat, I tried to change the subject as I again asked
him, "So what should I wear? I mean, if we go to the museum and the harbor,
too?"

My dad sipped his coffee and shrugged as he replied, "Anything. It's
suppose to reach into the upper 80s this afternoon, so just throw on shorts
and a tank top if you want. We won't be stopping anywhere fancy."

I raced upstairs, mostly to get dressed, but also before I might a pop a
boner in front of parents.

A minute after I got to my room, the door opened again and it was Brian. He
locked the bedroom door behind him and started laughing.

"What?", I asked.

"You're shooting up each and every morning?", Brian teased, repeating my
dad's words. "Like he hasn't seen you shooting up nearly every day on
cam!?"

"Fuck you...", I answered jokingly. "He just meant tall. You know that."

"Yeah,", Brian said sarcastically. "Tall. Never mind tall with a huge
dick."

"Come on", I said as I took off my robe and threw it onto the floor. "We
gotta get dressed."

"Man, Austen", Brian said more quietly as he glanced at the door. "We like,
ate your dad's cum last night...I never ate one of our dad's cum
before. Have you? And then he's like sitting right next to us this
morning. I thought I was going to die!"

"I know", I replied. "Me, too. It was pretty weird being right next to him
after, you know, doing that."

"I wonder if my dad ever jacks off?", Brian said, asking himself more so
than me.

"Sure", I replied. "He's got to. I mean, all guys jack off. Every man jacks
off."

"I know that", Brian said. "What I mean is, I wonder where he jacks off?"

"You don't have him watching you on Zazoo?", I asked mockingly - and yet,
also sort of wanting to know.

Brian's face turned sad as he answered. "No. I mean, I did the same thing
to his `puter as I did to your dad's - set it up for him to go to a man-kid
chat room. I did that when I was eight. But he never appeared in any of
them."

I shrugged my shoulders and for the first time, realized how similarly I
did that to the way my dad shrugged his shoulders. But I said, "Well, he's
got to be jerking his dick. All dads do that. So its just figuring out
where, I guess."

"Yeah", Brian replied as though he suddenly had a brilliant idea. "I gotta
look in wastebaskets at home. Maybe he tosses his cumrags in one like your
dad does."

"Find your dad's used cumrags", I said mimicking Sherlock Holmes, "and
there you'll have the spot where your dad jerks off, Watson."

"You're so fucking lame", Brian teased. "Stick to webcamming, it doesn't
require any acting."

I went to my dresser and pulled out a pair of ScoobyDoo boxer shorts but
Brian raced up to my side and had this look on his face like he again had
another brilliant idea.

"What?", I asked as he tugged my boxers out of my hand.

"Let's not wear any underpants today", Brian said as though he were
hatching a plan to take over a small country. "Let's just wear our gym
stuff."

"Our school gym stuff?", I asked.

"Sure, I brought mine in case we played basketball in your driveway. My mom
washed them yesterday. Are yours clean? We can just wear those..."

I looked around and saw my navy blue and gold school gym outfit neatly
folded where my mom must have laid it.

"We won't look stupid walking around downtown in our gym uniforms?", I
asked, skeptically.

"Why?", Brian asked. "I've worn mine sometimes outside of school. Haven't
you ever worn yours to, like, the mall?"

"No", I replied. "I do have other clothes, you know."

"Other than the school logo on the shirt, they're just plain sweats", Brian
stated. "It would be cool. Come on."

"I dunno...", I replied. Although I thought it could be sort of hot to walk
around in our gym uniform, and it would be cool to let people know where we
went to school, since I was on a couple of teams...still, I didn't want to
look like an idiot.

"And they're super comfortable", Brian said as he pulled his gym shorts out
of his duffel bag. "A little short but stretchy...could be fun, if you know
what I mean."

Being just a horny twelve-year-old, I did know what Brian was thinking. I
mean, other times downtown, when I'd get a boner or something, it would
hurt almost in my regular jeans. Maybe it would be fun to have a secret
that only me and Brian shared - that we'd be walking around downtown
without anything under our gym shorts.

When you're a twelve-year-old boy, that idea is like the most brilliant one
on the planet. And so I agreed. I had a boner as I stepped into my navy
blue school gym shorts. Brian and I laughed the by big dick made the fabric
tent tautly. He squeezed my boner through my shorts and then I watched as
he pulled his short on over his five and a half incher.

Our gym tee shirts were also navy blue. But they had on the front of them
the name of our school, Lawson Junior High and the head of our school
mascot, a Panther, emblazoned on them in contrasting goldenrod stitching.

As I went to put my gym socks and sneakers on, Brian turned on my computer.

"We have to get going", I said as I tied my gym shoe. "I don't think we
have time..."

"Just for a sec...", Brian said as he typed quickly on the keyboard and get
logged into Zazoo chat room, "Horny Dads 4 Sons 10-14"

"My dad's going to be wanting to get going, Brian...", I said as I joined
him next to my computer.

"Its Superboy and Bri11!", some man in the main chat room typed out as he
obviously recognized us the moment my cam started letting men watch.

"What are you kids wearing?", another man wrote.

Brian leaned in and typed, "Our school gym uniforms."

"Wow!", a different man typed. "HOT! Let's see your crotches in those,
boys!"

"What school?", another man asked.

"SHOW US THE SHIRTS BETTER", a man on microphone asked, like he were giving
orders.

Brian pulled his tee shirt down, stretching it some so men could easily
read, "LAWSON JUNIOR HIGH PANTERS".

"Fuuucking hot, boys!", yet another man tapped out on his keyboard which
was located somewhere in the world. "Pull up those shirts and show us your
abs."

"Show us your flat stomachs, boys", another man said on mic. "Pull those
shirts over your heads!"

I didn't do it but Brian immediately did what the man asked. He pulled his
gym tee shirt so it went behind his neck while he showed off his stomach
and chest to the people watching.

"YOU TOO SUPERBOY!", the man with a controlling voice said into his
microphone. "SHOW US YOUR LANKY BODY, NOW!"

I gave Brian a look and said, "Who is he? God?"

"Let them jerk off to your stomach at least", Brian said as he ran his
fingers along his own chest and stomach. "They just want to beat off
looking."

I rolled my eyes but had to admit that I did love the idea of my body
making men - really old men some of them - all horny just looking at my
body. Its heady stuff for a twelve-year-old to know his body can get adult
men to beat off and want to feel him up.

I slowly pulled my gym tee shirt up behind my neck like Brian had.

And the chat room window scrolled with compliments and all sort of typed
out catcalls. It was amazing how many men seemed to get off on just two
kids showing their stomachs.

Brian took it upon himself to reach his hand over to me. He began to stroke
my much longer stomach and more defined start to a six pack than he had
going. Men urged him to do it some more and since it felt really good, I
just let Brian's hand go anywhere it wanted on me.

Quickly, Brian's hand dropped down to my crotch, which was already bulging
and tenting in my gym shorts. I looked down and thought it was a pretty
good idea Brian had to wear our gym uniforms. I mean, it was super easy to
pop a boner in them and there was no underpants to keep it from doing it
thing. Heck, and if you needed to - it was easier to play with yourself
with the elastic waistband and no underwear.

And Brian seemed to prove that as his hand slid into my waistband
easily. His hand stroked my boner and then reached even further down to cup
my nuts. He could barely have done that had we worn regular shorts or
underwear!

Scaring me, there was suddenly a knock at my bedroom door. I jumped back as
did Brian who had the sense to close out of Zazoo real quickly.

"You guys ready to go?", we could hear my dad asking us through the door.

I had to swallow first but in a high voice answered, "Uh, yeah, dad...we'll
be down in a sec."

"Okay", my dad said. "I be in the kitchen."

"Okay dad", I replied as I pulled my tee shirt back over my head and looked
for my Lord of the Rings wristwatch.



A couple of minutes later, Brian and I went down to the kitchen where my
mom immediately said upon looking at us, "You're going to wear that?"

"Yeah", I said sort of happily. I knew that it was sort of goofy to wear
our gym uniforms but at twelve, we boys love the goofy.

"You're both going to wear gym outfit?", my mother said as she rolled her
eyes.

My dad was standing in the room, checking his cell phone. I saw he looked
at Brian and me as my mom spoke. He then said, "Hon, they look fine. They
look real comfortable."

"Downtown?", my mom said as she looked at my dad.

"We're not going anywhere fancy downtown", my dad said to her. "Besides,
they're boys. They should dress like boys."

"Well, in their Panthers shirts, they've certainly succeeded at doing
that", my mother replied. She was slightly exasperated but knew it was in
my dad's court since it was his day out with the boys. "I don't care", she
said as she pulled three bottles of water out of the refrigerator and
handed on to my dad, Brian and me. "Its fine", she said. "it's a boy's day
out so I have nothing to say on the subject...other than it's suppose to be
warm and maybe if you boys get to crawl over something at the science
museum, its best you're already dressed for it."

"Look at the way I'm dressed", my dad said to my mom. We all looked and saw
that my dad was dressed really comfortably, too, in his dark gray sweat
shorts, gym shoes and an oversized white tee shirt with the words, "I'm the
Dad" spelled out on the front in big black letters. It was part of a set of
tees which my mom had found to be "cute" when she went to a church
fundraising carnival last summer.

She bought a different one for each of us. And she even made us wear them
one time all at once to one of my school functions. Dad's read, "I'm the
Dad". Mom's read, "I'm the Mom". And mine read, "I'm the Son". She even
bought a baby sized one that said, "I'm the Daughter" because, as she said,
"You never know...!"

I was so embarrassed when I was forced to wear mine that I lied and said
mine was ruined one day after playing baseball. Actually, I had just tossed
it at school one day.

But my dad still sometimes would wear his. I suppose it made more sense -
being the dad and all. I guess he must have been proud of that fact. And
although he didn't wear it a lot, he wore his more than mom wore hers. He'd
wear it to one of my Little League games or sometimes when we'd go to the
mall - just to places when it made sense, I suppose.

So even though I thought it was sort of a stupid shirt, I guess, it being
out boys out day, it made sense for him to wear it.

After all, it would just be my dad, me and Brian all day downtown - on our
own and able to anything just guys can do!



TO BE CONTINUED... Mghj4dads@yahoo,com

