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Dear Jason – Chapter 5

Dear Jason – Chapter 5

When I opened the gate to the neighbor’s garden the following day, there were already about twenty people present. They all seemed to have a good time and were talking to each other in small groups.

“Jason!” I heard a boyish voice shout, and moments later, James was standing in front of me in his swimming trunks.

“Hey, James!” I said excitedly, let my eyes glide over his underdeveloped chest, and held up my fist for him to bump.

His sister Julia was right behind him, and her bikini top was barely filled with her budding breasts but seemed inviting, nevertheless. And after she bumped fists with me and turned around to run back toward the pool, I noticed once more that she had the same fine ass as her brother.

“Wanna join us in the pool?” James asked enthusiastically.

This kid clearly didn’t mind being watched by me from across the street. He didn’t mention it and wanted to be close to me. So he probably wouldn’t tell his parents, as it wasn’t an issue to him. This put me remarkably at ease, and I figured I might as well join him and his sister in the pool.

“Let’s get Jason something to drink first, right Jason?” Bill said, smiling knowingly at me.

“Oh, I don’t mind too much. But yeah… a beer sounds nice,” I said, smiling at him.

“Here,” Bill said, handing me a cold one.

“Thanks!” I said, holding up the bottle. Then, I looked at James and said, “I’ll join you two later, okay?”

I looked around and noticed I was one of the few guests who actually wore swim clothes. But my trunks looked like regular shorts, so I didn’t mind much. I quickly found a few people that started talking to me, and before I knew it, the barbecue was fired up, and the sun was beginning to set.

I had a genuinely good time and occasionally glanced at the twins playing around in the above-ground pool. Every now and then, some adults joined them but left the pool after a few minutes of roughhousing with the kids.

So when I had a quiet moment, and nobody was around, I figured, what the heck? So I pulled up my shirt, ran toward the pool, and cannonballed right next to James into the pool. After I surfaced, James and Julia laughed loudly, and some of the guests looked at me, but I could see a big grin across Bill’s face, so I was good.

Before I knew it, James was on my back, trying to dunk me. Julia was tugging at my shoulders, but neither could get my six-foot-three frame into motion. I felt James’s jewels pressed against my back, and during the roughhousing, I accidentally touched Julia’s boobs at least two times. I loved it!

But eventually, they gave up. Julia was called out by her mother to help her with preparing some of the salads. James and I chilled against the wall.

“You’ve got a nice office over there, don’t you?” James asked.

“Yeah. Since my ex-wife left, I wanted to create the best home office one can think of in there,” I smiled.

“Looks good from my room. Can I check it out sometime?”

“Of course you can! Your room also looks nice,” I chuckled.

“Yeah. It’s not finished yet. I still need to fix my computer. It’s broken since we moved here,” he said a little glumly.

“I can take a look at it if you want!” I said, feeling sorry for the kid and not wanting to miss out on an opportunity to talk to him alone.

“Would you?” James asked with a lot of excitement.

“Of course, kiddo! I work in IT, and I’ve got a few spare parts lying around. So yeah. I think we’ll be able to fix it,” I smiled, glad he was excited to come over.

We threw the ball around some more, and he just couldn’t be stopped in his attempts to try and dunk me. After I let my hands roam all over his body, making sure to grab both his ass and junk a few times in the process, I let him have one and faked that I couldn’t stay on my feet anymore.

After I came up, faking gasping for air, I saw him standing there with his arms in the air and shouting, “YEAH! I did it!”

He was a lovely kid to be around. And a kid with an exceptionally fine ass. But that didn’t matter at the moment. So I got out of the pool, grabbed a burger and some salad, and sat at the table with Julia and her Mom, Ellis, complimenting them on how good everything tasted. Ellis and I talked about a lot of things, and eventually, my divorce came up. I spoke openly about it, and she seemed to feel genuinely sorry for what happened.

I felt I had a beer or two too many, so I figured I needed to head home. But when I looked around, I was the only guest left. Bill was starting to put away some chairs and tables, and I offered to help him, which he eagerly accepted.

Almost an hour later, all the mess from the party was cleaned up enough, and the chairs could be returned to the rental place. I tried to leave at that moment, but Bill insisted on me drinking one last beer with him. I couldn’t come up with an excuse, and honestly didn’t really want to. I liked the guy and his wife. So when our bottles touched, and we both said “Cheers” simultaneously, I felt good. Especially when James joined us in just his swimming trunks. I found it increasingly difficult to keep my eyes away, but I had enough soberness inside left to not be too obvious about it.

“Jason offered to help me with my computer!” James said excitedly.

“Really?” Bill said, a bit surprised.

“Yeah! Cool, right?” James beamed.

“I… I work in IT, and I’ve got many spare parts lying around. So no big deal,” I said, feeling the need to play it down a little.

“That’s really nice of you, Jason! Just tell us if you need us to pay for anything. That thing has been broken since we got here, and no one wanted to burn their fingers trying to repair it.”

“Don’t worry about that! I know how it is for a ten-year-old to miss out on his computer,” I smiled and winked at Bill.

“Hey! I’m twelve and a half already!” James said, acting offended, but after looking at my face, he realized I was kidding him.

Bill laughed at my mocking and said, “If you really don’t mind, it would help him and us a lot!”

“Sure! No problem at all! You know what? Come over tomorrow with it, and we’ll look at it together, okay?”

“Really?” James asked, looking at his father for approval.

“Knock yourself out! Just make sure to behave yourself.”

“Thanks, Dad!” James said and looked excitedly at me.

Bill and I drank another beer before we said our goodbyes. I went home and felt a little drunk but mainly excited to have James over tomorrow. I lost my trunks and let myself fall down on my bed the moment I entered my bedroom. I was completely spent!


After I woke up, I felt a little hungover. So I got up and went to the bathroom. As the comforting water from the shower livened up my body, I tried to figure out what would be a good place to hang out while being invisible.

A locker room? Maybe… lots of naked boys, but each of them will do everything they can to hide themselves from the other boys. But it’s during a short period, and because it’s crowded, nobody will notice I’m in there with them.

A doctor’s office? No. The chance I’d have to be looking at old naked ladies is way more significant than the occasional boy or girl.

The skate park? I did hear those two boys talk about sucking each other off. These two were too old for my liking, but there were lots of younger boys there too. Maybe follow one or two of them home? I’d need a bit of luck, but it’d probably be worth the time.

What about a boy’s bedroom? I’d definitely see some skin, and maybe even more. But I could get trapped and be in there all night. And what if I fall asleep and fail to press the patches together? I’d be naked inside a boy’s room. Kind of hard to explain in front of a judge.

I was still undecided as I turned off the water to start drying myself. The moment I grabbed my towel to start, I heard the doorbell ring. So I wrapped the towel around my waist and quickly went downstairs. Through the glass panels at the side of the door, I could see James standing there with the computer case in his arms. So I opened the door to let him in.

James came inside and looked expectantly at me. He must’ve seen my questioning look because he said, “Is today a bad day to fix my computer?”

Right! I didn’t think about us talking about doing this today anymore, but I just smiled and said, “No. Today’s fine! I just got out of the shower and didn’t expect to see you this early. That’s all.”

I gestured for him to go upstairs. As he walked in front of me, I couldn’t keep my eyes from his fine ass. He was wearing running shorts, which was a bit odd, but I didn’t mind it one bit. They were short and hugged the curves of his ass just right. It also helped that his shirt was on the short side. Just barely long enough to reach the top of his shorts. I was sure the shirt fitted him fine last year, but seeing it now, made it apparent that he was starting to grow.

“To the left,” I said as he reached the top of the stairs.

“This is great!” James said as he looked around my office.

“Thanks! I haven’t finished installing everything because I just moved in here.”

“I can help!” he immediately said, perking up.

“Okay. Thanks for the offer! But let’s finish your PC first, shall we?” I smiled.

“Yeah. You’re right,” he said, and his eyes moved down to my waist.

I looked at what he was looking at, and I realized the top of my pubes was visible because the towel slid down as we walked upstairs. He didn’t seem offended by it or anything like that.

“I’ll grab some clothes,” I said and left the room.

As I walked toward my bedroom, I heard James following me. He started talking about the specs of the latest GPU Nvidia had just released. He compared them with the AMD specs, and I was impressed by the knowledge he showed about the subject.

As I reached my closet and grabbed a pair of boxers, I looked at him, and he just kept talking like nothing was out of the ordinary here. I couldn’t just drop my towel in front of a boy I hardly knew?

But he just kept on rambling about it, and when I lifted my boxers to prove a point, he just nodded. What the hell? I turned my back toward him, took a deep breath, and loosened my towel, making sure he got the idea of what I was about to do. But the teraflops the new GPUs could produce was apparently way more interesting than me, who was about to show his ass.

I decided to just do it. The kid didn’t seem to mind, and I knew my ass was okay. Not nearly as fine as the boy’s ass I was showing mine to, but still. When my towel hit the floor, James just kept on talking. I didn’t linger, quickly slid my boxers up my legs, and adjusted my junk, so it was comfortable.

As I turned around and grabbed my shirt, James’s eyes went to the bulge inside my boxers, but he still kept on talking. After I put on my shirt and pulled up my sweatpants, I smiled and said, “You sure know your stuff about computers!”

“Thanks! I wanna design new GPUs when I grow up. With quantum technology! It could be revolutionary what we can do!”

“Right. Let’s get you set up in the office to see what’s wrong, okay?”

We headed back into my office and started working on James’s computer. The thing wouldn’t boot, and after I started putting in a spare PSU, it became clear why. Several cables had come loose. So we ditched the original PSU and focused on that.

As we were waiting for the OS to boot, I asked James, “What’s with the running shorts? You run track or something?”

He started laughing and said, “No, silly! I can’t run that fast. I’m more into baseball. We actually won the first prize back in San Fransisco once!”

“Impressive! You’re a real champion, then?” I smiled.

“Yeah… well… I play third base, so…” he said, blushing. And after a few moments, he pulled at the fabric of his shorts and continued, “these just feel nice. Mom always says that I’d run around naked if I’m allowed to.”

He chuckled, saying that last bit. But when he saw my slightly raised eyebrow, he said, “Mom and Dad used to take us to nudist resorts. But when Julia and I turned ten, Mom said we were getting too old for it, and she didn’t want to force us. I liked it there, and so did Julia. But no matter what we said, her mind was made up.”

“Oh,” I said, a little taken aback by this confession, “so you stopped doing it entirely? Even at home?”

“Yeah. At first, Dad said we could still do it at home. But Mom had other ideas.”

“I see,” I replied, realizing his upbringing was probably the reason why he didn’t leave the room to let me change.

“But,” he said softly and in a conspirative tone, “I don’t usually wear underwear under these shorts. That way, it almost feels the same. That’s the main reason I like wearing those.”

He didn’t blush or seem to be even slightly embarrassed by this confession. He trusted me, and to him, it was normal. So I decided not to press on it. Yet. But in my head, a lot of things were going on. I even felt my dick grow to the thought of only a thin piece of cloth separating his dick from my view.

By now, his computer had booted completely, and I felt a bit sorry for the kid about how slow it was. It was an old version of Windows, and probably the main reason for it being so slow was the old hard drive it was running on.

It was getting warm in my office, and I could see some sweat forming on James’s forehead. I was feeling quite hot myself but didn’t want to turn on the A/C for obvious reasons. So I looked at him and asked, “Do you mind if I take off my shirt? The A/C is broken, and it’s getting hot in here.”

“Not if you don’t mind me taking it off too!” he chuckled, and before I could react, his shirt dropped to the floor.

This was even better! Shirtless and in thin running shorts. He was clearly feeling comfortable around me, and even better, he trusted me.

“You know what? I’ve got a spare SSD lying around for which I haven’t found a good purpose yet. But I think I just did.”

“Really?” James perked up and immediately threw himself at me for a tight hug. “Thank you!”

I loved the feeling of his bare chest against mine. But I needed to act like it wasn’t a big thing to me, so I laughed, “Haha! Don’t mention it. I’m close to the source, which means I’ve got lots of advantages in that area. I’d hate to leave you with a slow PC. What do you use it for the most?”

“Video editing. And a few games. And… you know… browsing online.”

As he said that last part, he started blushing, and I knew enough. I looked him in his eyes, trying to ignore his naked and boyish chest, and smiled.

“I see. Browsing online…” I said knowingly, winked, and then smiled at him.

“Yeah… Uhm…” he stammered, and I could see his embarrassment from being busted.

“Tell you what. I’ll install a new SSD, install the latest Windows version and make sure to upgrade it with some other components I’ve got lying around.”

“Really? Would you do that?” he asked, clearly over the moon.

I had many spare parts lying around that I collected at the customer’s sites when I was there. Some of these parts were just ordered as extra parts, just in case, and it turned out we didn’t need them. Where others were replaced by new parts but were still relatively new. No one minded that I took these with me. After all, they were all paid for and would otherwise be thrown away.

“Sure! I need to help out my neighbor, right?”

“Then I’ll mow your lawns! That’s the least I can do!”

I laughed at his eagerness and extended my hand for him to shake. “Deal!” I said as we shook hands.

I didn’t need anything in return. Doing this great kid a favor was enough for me. But then again, he’d be around more often this way. And that sure wasn’t a bad thing.

We spent almost the entire day picking out the right parts and installing them. We ate lunch together, and by the time he needed to go home for dinner, the first part of the new Windows setup was running.

During this day, I learned that James talked a lot. It was already evident when I needed to change that this kid didn’t have a mute button and was very bad at reading non-verbal messages. And he really talked about literally everything.

He hadn’t made any friends yet, because his school hadn’t started yet since they moved here. So I was the only person, besides his family, that he could talk to. And he needed to talk. That much was clear. I was flattered that he trusted me with some of the stuff, for instance, that he’d been bullied in his last school.

But he also gave me a complete verbal walk-through of their house and tried to explain the complex storyline of some obscure anime show. But I really didn’t mind. He was funny, VERY easy on the eyes, and I liked the company.

Across the street, we could see his Mom waving at us. About half an hour ago, I put on my shirt. As I stood up to wave back, I was glad I did. A grown man hanging out shirtless with a young, equally shirtless boy could look suspicious. Today I learned that his parents didn’t think like that at all, but still. It wouldn’t hurt that I was wearing my shirt now.

“I gotta go,” James said as he stood up and grabbed his shirt.

I took another good look at his tight ass as he was bent over and said, “I’ll finish the Windows setup.”

“I…uhm…” he stammered, “can I come back tomorrow so we can finish installing the rest together?”

“Of course! Tomorrow’s a Sunday, so maybe a little later than today, okay?” I said while I ruffled his blonde hair.

We walked downstairs, where I opened the door, and we walked over to his Mom.

“Bye, Jason!” James said as he ran toward the house.

Ellis looked worriedly at me and asked, “Did he behave?”

“Absolutely! We worked on his computer all day, and he was a great help!” I answered as sincerely as possible but decided to leave out the level of eye candy he provided me.

“Thank God. He can be a bit of a… whirlwind sometimes.”

“He talks a lot,” I chuckled, “but he’s funny, helpful, and kind. And since Karen left me, I didn’t have much company over, so that was also nice for a change.”

“Yeah… he talks a lot,” Ellis giggled. “He didn’t have a great time at his last school, so we’re hoping things will be better over here. At least he’s made a new friend already.”

“Yeah. He told me. Well, he’s always welcome at my place. And I mean it! The door is always open if he needs to blow off some steam or anything.”

“Thank you, Jason. Good to know!”

“He’ll come over again tomorrow to finish work on his computer. So I’ll make sure to tell him this.”

“You sure you don’t mind?” Ellis asked, still a bit unsure.

“Cross my heart! I always wanted kids of my own, but Karen… Well, I’ll be his cool uncle then. And, of course, Julia can come too if she wants to.”

Ellis noticed my sad look when I brought up kids of my own and grabbed me gently by my shoulder. “That’s great. I’ll ask her, but I think James will protest about that,” she chuckled, “Thanks for helping James out. He couldn’t stop talking about you this morning. You’re a great guy, Jason! And someday, maybe you’ll find someone, and… you’ll… you know…”

“Thanks. Appreciate it.”

“Tell you what. After you finish tomorrow, you come over and have dinner with us. That’s the least we can do to repay you!”

“There’s absolutely no need to repay me! But I can’t say no to such a nice offer,” I said politely.

We wished each other a good night and went home. I heated some leftover Chinese and went into the office.

I finished the Windows setup and opened up my spy software folder on my own computer. I collected the good stuff over the years, and I installed a few. Of course, there was almost no way James could find those, but it gave me complete control over his computer. One of these could even turn on the webcam without turning on the accompanying light.

This wasn’t very ethical of me, but if I played my cards right, I might just see some action from this hot boy. And it could also give me some insights into how a real boy’s brain works on specific subjects. This could make my writing more believable, something I have always tried to work on.

Copyright 2023 – Jason Crow
All rights reserved

ut cognoscat proximo pueri


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P.S. Couldn’t resist. Two more stock pics of this cute as f*ck boy!

La Isla de Aquinas – Epilogue

As I pointed out before, this Epilogue isn’t required for the story itself. If you need closure, feel free to read. If you’re fine with the story as it is, leave it at that. If you’re looking for more hot action, you’re not going to find it in this epilogue… I’m just saying 🙂


After we docked at Key West, we were picked up by the coast guard. It turned out that Jack informed them, and we were brought to an exclusive hotel to relax. The kind lady behind the desk handed me the key to the executive suite, which was a big, four-person, extremely luxurious room. When we entered the room, we were all hyped and excited to be back. The little worries we had about the people left on the island were quickly taken away, as we were told they were all safe and sound and would be flown back over here as soon as possible.

I got debriefed about everything I experienced there. I learned that ‘El Capitain’ was told the Nicaraguan army was going to help him, so he launched the attack. But thanks to some back-room diplomacy, the Nicaraguans decided to drop the support and stay neutral. Because of that, El Capitain was hugely undermanned and eventually didn’t stand a chance. Eventually, fifty-five of El Capitain’s men were killed, and three citizens gave their lives during the ‘One-day war’ as it came to be known on the island.  Some US elite forces joined the Columbians in their actions to throw out the freedom fighters, now called terrorists, to take back the island and reinstate the governor.

When I returned to the hotel room after the debrief, I found the three kids together in the big bathtub, having fun. I quickly shed my clothes and joined them in a hot pile of anal sex with both boys, ending in another airlock session with Audrey. Unfortunately, this proved to be the last time we had sex together that week. The following day, Luke and Miranda returned, as did Bert and Annabel. We all had dinner together and talked about what happened on the island. We stayed in touch after we all went home. Bert’s funeral was sad, but Annabel said that Bert never felt more alive than when he helped us save Audrey. He’d tell the story to everyone who wanted to hear it, exaggerating it a little more each time he told it.

We also learned that we ‘borrowed’ the yacht of a retired tech CEO. When he learned how it saved our lives, he was glad to be able to help us and didn’t press charges or anything. He even offered us to borrow it again whenever we wanted to.

Two days after hanging out at the hotel, we received our new passports, and we were glad to return to Seattle. Three weeks later, I threw a big bbq for the guys as promised. We all drank, ate, and had a lot of fun. Audrey, Miranda, and Luke all thanked everyone individually, giving each of them a personal present. The guys all insisted on it being their job and that this all wasn’t necessary, but I knew how much they enjoyed being praised like this. I stayed in touch with the guys, but I knew I was never going back to that life.

Despite losing all his clothes, Mr. Lieberman was thrilled about the pictures we made. It turned out to become one of the best marketing campaigns his company ever had, and sales shot through the roof. This put both B-Wyze and Aquinas pictures on the map for a long time to come.

After the B-Wyze gig, the assignments rolled in, and I had to pick the best ones because I simply lacked time to do them all. I became the go-to guy for photoshoots with kids overnight and never ran out of work anymore. And on top of that, I got to do what I love best; shooting kids, ranges ten to sixteen, in various stages of undress.

I even landed an exposition as my Pyntar alter-ego at a renowned gallery in New York. This didn’t pay the bills, which was fine because I had my regular work for that. But this exposition really boosted my ego as an art photographer, which I kept doing because of the acknowledgment from the scene and the fact I got to take pics of naked kids. But most of all, because this was what I excelled in and was my last connection with Glenn’s lessons in life.

The day Audrey turned eighteen, we got married. This raised a few eyebrows, but the people closest to us understood. And even if they didn’t, we couldn’t care less. We loved each other and wanted to grow old together, so we wanted to get married. And since I wasn’t her caretaker anymore, there weren’t any legal complications either.

Evan and Owen’s careers got a huge boost too. After landing some more shoots, they eventually ended up as actors. During their younger years, we had a few sleep-overs at my place, but our sexual get-togethers eventually came to an end. This wasn’t anything deliberate, but it sort of happened. We still visited each other once in a while, but because of their looks and sex appeal, they quickly became hot-shot actors, and time together became scarce.

Owen did thank me in his Oscar acceptance speech as he promised, which Audrey and I found extremely funny and I thanked Owen for it during the after-party. After that party, the four of us headed off to their hotel rooms. During the ride to the hotel in the back of the limousine, I handed both boys a book. Each book contained the best pictures of each of them, combined with the hottest pics I could find exploring their bodies together. I cut out the outline of a USB thumb drive on several pages in the back of the album, so it fitted in there perfectly. There were all sorts of pics, videos, and montages of the good times we had together on these drives, something Audrey and I edited together. The excited looks on their faces and bulges in their pants confirmed to me that they experienced their development in about the same way as I do with Glenn.

When we arrived at the hotel, we were naked within ten seconds, and hands, tongues, and dicks, roamed all over our bodies with an urgency that reminded me of the moment we started doing these things together. The youthful eagerness was back as if it had never left. After the initial urgency wore off, we watched some of the clips. Less than half of the first clip was enough motivation to start again. It turned out we had sex the entire night, and after Owen’s P.A. softly knocked on the door, telling him it was almost time for his first appointment, we stopped. I was exhausted but satisfied beyond belief.

This turned out to be the last night we ever had sex together. Even with their mature bodies and tons of experience, we had the time of our lives. But deep down, we probably all knew this wasn’t going to happen again. Nobody said it out loud, but Audrey cried, and sadness was in the air when we parted. We stayed in touch, but our schedules were too difficult to match. However, the fond memories of helping them during their sexual development still make me all warm and fuzzy inside until today.

Audrey and I were in an extremely happy place, with Audrey graduating from college and going to a local university. She wanted to stay close to me, and despite my pressing on to get into the best possible university, she figured that in the end, the university itself doesn’t matter that much. It’s all about the diploma, which she acknowledged by graduating cum laude and landing a decent job she actually liked. It wasn’t a hot-shot VP executive job or anything, but she really enjoyed working there, and in the end, that’s all that really matters.

We wanted to try bringing other people into our sex life. We tried several online ads, which were all horrible. But Audrey knew a guy from work that wanted to try new stuff, and the three of us had sex together on a few occasions. When he got himself a steady girlfriend, we even tried a foursome, but this wasn’t really working for either myself or Audrey. Audrey and I talked about this a lot, and we came to realize that we were trying to re-create something magical that just wasn’t possible to re-create. So we eventually settled for a traditional, monogamous relationship. We were extremely happy with what we had and maybe even more with what we ended up with.

The day Audrey gave birth to our little girl, and I looked at the little bundle of joy lying there in my arms, I was stunned to see how much she looked like Glenn and Gloria. She looked like them way, way more than just a Lil’ Bit.


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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 8

Chapter 8 – Shoot me

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 8

It had been ten months since we moved here, and I dreaded the day that dad would announce we were moving again. I had been helping Glenn with the last female shoot for the calendar and was enjoying myself more than I ever did in my life. This, to me, was another indication I really, really wanted to stay this time.

The shoot was the most daring one so far, as it was a copy of ‘Virgin Killer’ by The Scorpions. However, instead of a ten-year-old girl, a fifty-ish woman appeared. She was obviously nervous as hell. After she changed and I saw the picture we needed to copy, I knew why. In the original image, the girl is naked with a cracked glass effect obscuring her vagina from view. The woman was wearing a flesh-colored strapless bra and matching thong, which left little to the imagination. Glenn assured her that he’d airbrush out all visible portions of that bra, and he guaranteed it would be a tasteful picture.

Despite her age, I got hard seeing her this way. Glenn had anticipated this and gave me an apron with the studio’s logo before she arrived. “Here, Bud,” he said, “it’s the new company outfit. I ordered it specifically for you, ” and he smiled a knowing smile.

When I felt myself grow hard, I was very grateful for it. But, when we were done and Glenn dropped me off, I had a bad omen. And when I opened the door, it was immediately apparent why. Mom and dad were sitting on the couch, and my dad asked me to sit down.

“We’re moving again, aren’t we?” I blurted out and felt the tears welling up in my eyes.

“Yes, we are,” my dad responded coldly.

It turned out my dad was being sent to a new base in some hotbed in central Africa to help create a permanent presence there. In addition, my mom was asked to help set up the medical facilities, so not going there wasn’t really an option for them.

But as they explained the situation of the area we were moving to, it was clear to me they weren’t that fond of it. It was a hostile environment around the base, and many facilities needed to be created yet. Not an ideal situation for an almost thirteen-year-old boy to grow up in.

“We’re still talking about what we should do with you,” my mom said. “There are options, but none of them are completely worked out in detail.”

“Can’t I stay with Glenn and Gloria?” I said, making sure they wouldn’t miss this obvious option.

“No. Of course not! We can’t ask them to take you in for almost a year!” my dad said but looked at my mom with an expression I hadn’t seen before.

“We still have to work out the details, dear. But we figured we needed to tell you this now, so you can prepare for leaving too.”

I could see the struggle all over my mom’s face, and my dad wasn’t as confident as usual.

Later that evening, when I lay in bed, thinking about all this, I realized I needed a game plan. If I played my cards right, I might stay longer in Seattle instead of some hot hell-hole. Or worse, an army-run boarding school. If I could stay here, I could spend more time with Glenn and learn even more about photography. A win-win situation in my eyes.

The following morning, Glenn picked me up to help him with a shoot involving half a dozen models. We were going to take pictures for the winter billboard and shop decorations, and it promised to be chaotic with this many eighteen and nineteen-year-old models. Some of them were probably regular divas already.

Because of that, Gloria would be helping too, and the moment we started working in the studio together, I broke into tears.

“Hey… what’s up, bud?” Glenn asked, looking all concerned.

Gloria hugged and shushed me, and after my tears dried, I explained it all to them. I was careful not to mention the option of me staying with them. They needed to come up with that themselves. And Gloria did. Oh boy!

“They’re not taking you to a dangerous place like that! And you’re sure as hell not going to any boarding school either! Not while we’re around to take you in!”

She looked genuinely pissed. But, like so many times, Glenn was the voice of reason.

“He’s not our kid, honey. We can’t decide what his parents are going to do.”

“I know that!” she snapped. “But why don’t we talk to them and offer that Scott stays with us as an option?”

“Oh. We’ll definitely do that! But we can’t promise anything, Bud,” Glenn said, looking at me. “You know that, right?”

“I know. But thanks for trying!” I said, hugging them both and drying my eyes.

“Of course, honey. I’ll invite them over after church tomorrow, and we’ll see how it goes.”

Just as Glenn predicted, the shoot that day was more than chaotic. Half the girls barely listened to Glenn’s directions, and some of the clothes just didn’t fit properly. Gloria was helping the girls with getting dressed, and after I saw a naked butt and a naked back appear from behind the room divider, I just had to ‘accidentally’ take a look.

I knew I had to wait for the right opportunity to see as much as possible. I was so focused on the changing room that Glenn repeatedly had to correct me, obviously frustrated about how it all went down.

After a little while, my opportunity came. Three girls did one shoot together and had to do another one with a new set of clothes. So after a few moments and some talking, I knew they had to be naked. I pretended I had some stuff that needed to be placed in the back of the room. I walked past the closed bit of the divider toward the end of the room. I knew just where to stand there to see the entire hidden bit, which of course, wasn’t hidden from view from where I was standing now.

I turned around and… WOW!!! Three butt-naked girls were walking around in all their glory. Of course, their boobs weren’t big since they were models, but they were boobs, so I didn’t care. But their pussies were even more interesting. One of them had a thin, black stripe of hair covering it, but the other two were as bald as I was down under.

It was a good thing I was wearing my apron. I was now rock hard, and the strain of my stiffy against my jeans was very uncomfortable. But it didn’t matter because it was hidden, and I was looking at these nude girls. I was glancing so intensely that I didn’t see the broomstick. The moment I bumped into it, it fell over with a lot of noise.

I quickly pretended to be very busy but felt my face go beet-red. The girls were giggling, and I could hear them say things like, “how cute” and “he’s curious” to each other. I was glad they didn’t shout at me or something, and they didn’t seem bothered by me at all because they were still prancing around in the nude.

As quietly as I could, I slipped by them to get back to Glenn, all the while my eyes were focused on the bald slits of the two girls. It fascinated me greatly, and I almost stumbled over my own feet.

When I got back, Glenn shot me a furious look. And the moment he was done with this part of the shoot, he opened the door to the storage room and nodded for me to get in there.

“Don’t ever do that again!” he said with a raised voice, still with that pissed-off look on his face.

“I’m sorry. I just…” I tried but couldn’t look Glenn in the eyes, so I just looked at the floor.

“I know what you were doing. But I’m running a professional studio here, and you have to behave professionally too. Get it?” he said, still pissed off.

“Yes. I’m sorry, ” I mumbled, embarrassed, genuinely feeling sorry.

“If you need spanking material, just ask! I’ve got books for you to thumb through that will get you off within a minute. Just don’t…” Glenn trailed off, realizing he was ranting.

“Sorry. I promise I won’t…”

Glenn’s look was much kinder now and almost back to the Glenn I knew. A smile appeared, and he asked, “they do look good, don’t they?” and he nudged me in my side.

I smiled and said, “Yeah! Two of them don’t have hair. You know. Down there…”

“Haha! You DID have a good look. And they’re eighteen, so I’m pretty sure they shaved it.”

“Oh… Okay, ” I responded, not sure why they’d do that.

“Look, Bud. I’m serious. Give the models their privacy, okay?”

“K. Won’t happen again. Promise!”

And that was that. I didn’t intentionally peek again, although I did see bare boobs a few more times. Glenn later said that these girls were teasing me. I didn’t mind.

I stayed over at Glenn and Gloria’s place that Saturday night and was nervous as hell about the following day. Gloria promised me that she would talk to my parents about it and that I shouldn’t worry. But I still did.

Before we were done in the studio, Glenn called me over and handed me a thin book.

“Here, Bud. Look at this when you’re going to bed. It will help you out,” he said and smiled a conspiratorial smile.

The book was great. It contained all sorts of nude, full-body shots of models around the same age as the ones modeling this afternoon. The book’s title was ‘Best portfolio pics – Legal,’ and on the next line, it read, ‘Part III.’

As I lay alone in my bed and thumbed through the book, with just the dimmed light of my flashlight, I was quickly hard as a board. I started jacking it and was cumming hard before I knew it. This was some great stuff!

After I helped clean the breakfast table the following day, I couldn’t sit still. I was just too nervous about how my parents would react. So the moment the doorbell rang, I rushed over to the front door to let my parents in. There was a lot of small talk, but the subject of us moving inevitably came up. At first, my mom wouldn’t listen to Gloria, but thankfully, Gloria kept going.

“I assure you, Janice, it is no trouble at all! In fact, we’d be glad to have him over. He’s kind, helpful, and brings a lot of life to this house. Honestly, Janice!” Gloria pressed.

I could see my mom was struggling internally. She glanced at my dad, and his face basically said it all. He was okay with it! After all the struggles he and I had, he was finally on my side. I didn’t care if it was because he just wanted me out of the picture. I could stay!

The moment I realized this, my stomach did a backflip, and I was overwhelmed with joy. But my mom gave it one last try.

“But Gloria! We can’t ask this from the two of you! It’s almost a year!”

“You’re not asking, Janice. We’re offering! And we’re offering this because we want to. You can call us as often as you want to check on Scott if you want. But I assure you, he’s in good hands!” Gloria countered.

“I know… but…” my mom persisted, “you want to do this too, Frank?”

“Well… it beats going to Africa with us or going to a boarding school. And if it doesn’t work out for some reason, Scott can still go there. We’ll just have to arrange it remotely. As far as I see it, that’s the worst-case scenario,” my dad answered, clearly accustomed to the idea already.

“Well… then it’s settled! Drinks, anyone?” Gloria said enthusiastically.

And that was the start of a year without my parents and my sexual discovery with Glenn.

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La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 5

Chapter 5 – Funeral

La Isla de Aquinas – Chapter 5

I blink and open my eyes. Moments later, I hear it again, “Scott?”

So I turn to look at the door and see Audrey’s silhouette in the half-open doorway and the hallway light illuminating her from behind.

“Whizzit?” I grumble.

“I can’t sleep. Is it okay if I sleep in here with you?” Audrey asks and already enters my room.

“Uhh… I… okay.” I answer, not completely awake yet.

“Thanks!” she whispers and walks around my bed to get in on the other side of the queen-sized bed.

But then I realize I’m naked. “I’m… uhh… I’m not wearing anything right now. Do you want me to put on my boxers?”

Audrey doesn’t stop and starts crawling in. After she gets in, she looks at me and shrugs.

“I don’t care. I’ve seen you naked before when I was little. But if you want to, be my guest. It’s your bed, after all.”

“Kay. Good night then, Lil’ Bit,” I say as I move around a bit to find my spot again.

“Night. And thanks,” Audrey whispers as I feel her doing the same.

She never slept with me before, and although I know perfectly well this isn’t anything sexual, I get hard from the idea of this pert little girl in bed next to me, with the events of last night adding to the whole vibe.

The time Audrey saw me naked was a few years ago. She was around seven or eight at the time, and we were swimming in the pool. Gloria was at work, so it was just Glenn, Audrey, and me. At first, when Glenn and Audrey disrobed and jumped in the pool, I felt a bit odd. When I was alone with Glenn, being naked together was never weird. But I realized I had a slight mental block now that this young girl was here too. But when they both called for me to join them, I decided to drop my inhibitions and was in there with them in the blink of an eye. And that was that. We played in the pool, dunked each other, threw a ball around, and did all the stuff you do in a pool. We just did it naked.

After we swam, we dried off, got dressed, and didn’t talk about it anymore. To Glenn and Audrey, it was the most normal thing in the world. Just like it was to me when I was younger. But I guess me being older now caused me to think about it a bit differently.

Staring at the ceiling, I figured sleep wasn’t coming anymore with Audrey next to me. But the last day’s events wore me out more than I expected. The stir beside me awakened me, and I felt Audrey’s arm drape itself over my chest. After lying like this for a few minutes, I glance over to my left and see Audrey lying on her belly, still dressed in her T-shirt and loose-fitting boxers. These boxers are pulled down a bit, showing off the top of her ass crack.

I giggle internally about it when I realize I’m lying here, completely exposed. I kicked off the blanket during the night, and it fell to the floor. I know nudity isn’t an issue to Audrey, but still… But if I move, she wakes up. Oh boy…

As a compromise, I casually drape my right hand over my Johnson. Audrey’s eyes flutter open the moment I move, and immediately a smile spreads across her face.

“Morning, Scott,” she says cheerfully.

“Morning. Sleep well?” I ask, glad that the glumness of last night seems to be gone for now.

“Like a baby!” and she gets up a bit to hug me tightly and says, “Thanks for letting me sleep here with you!”

“Of course,” I say as I hug her back. The moment the hug is done, Audrey sits up straight. Unfortunately, this suddenness doesn’t give me the chance to cover up again, and she openly looks at my penis. Thank god I don’t have morning wood. At that moment, I notice her shirt is inside-out. Was it like that the night before?

Before I can ask about it, Audrey asks, “what do we do today?” She looks me in the face now, clearly not caring about my nakedness.

“Dunno. The only thing we need to do is make sure everything is set for the funeral. So we need to pick out some clothes, get the paperwork ready, that sort of stuff.”

“We’ll do this together, right?” she asks, looking down a bit sad.

“Of course we will, Lil’ Bit! But I need your help as much as you need mine. We’re in this together. But the two of us will get through it. No matter what!” I extend my arms, and Audrey dives in for another hug.

I hear her sniff and just hold her tightly. I don’t know what to say or do. I just want to be there for her the best I can. And I’m confident we’ll manage this together. I really am. Audrey is a bright kid, and Glenn’s attorney promised to help us to the best of his abilities. That’s what Glenn paid him for, after all. But I knew it wasn’t just for the pay. When we left his office yesterday, I learned that he’s a distant relative of Gloria, and Mr. Cohen insisted we’d call him whenever we had questions or needed help, and he’d take care of it.

I start making breakfast as Audrey hits the shower. When she walks into the kitchen, her shoulder-length hair is still wet, and she’s wearing the same short schoolgirl-styled skirt as yesterday. Her tight t-shirt accentuates her newly developed female forms magnificently. Because I’m currently dressed in just my boxers, I quickly sit down to hide my growing dick and look away to prevent it from becoming a full mast. Having a boner would just be too awkward for both of us.

After my shower, I get back in the kitchen, where I find Audrey cleaned everything, but she’s not in the kitchen anymore. Curious about what she’s doing, I head over to the living room to see if maybe she’s outside. The second I enter the living room, I realize something is wrong. I can’t see it right away, but I see Audrey lying there as I round the short space to the corner that leads to the couch. She’s curled up into a ball and crying her eyes out.

I pick her up the best I can and pull her into my lap. I gently rock her from left to right in an attempt to soothe her. The girl in my arms is crying with everything she’s got. I feel so powerless and inadequate to help this heartbroken girl.

“I miss him so much, you know?” she whispers between sobs.

“Shhh… I know, Lil’ bit. Me too,” I whisper back as I keep comforting her.

Tears flow down my cheeks as we sit there for about half an hour. After that, Audrey sits up straight, wipes her eyes, and kisses me on my cheek.

“We need to start doing something. I can’t spend my days crying on the couch,” she sternly says and gets to her feet.

“You know it’s okay to cry, right?”

“I know. And I will. But right now, we need to make sure to give Glenn the best funeral we can.”

This girl just keeps surprising me more and more. I know she needs room to mourn, and I promise myself I’d help her with that. But she’s right. We need to start working on the arrangements.

We spent the entire day calling people, browsing the internet, looking in Glenn’s closets for insurance papers. Finally, at the end of a long day, we’re pretty sure all the correct wheels are set in motion. Neither of us is in the mood to make dinner, so we order Chinese takeout and stare blankly at some lame movie Netflix recommended us.

“Can I sleep with you again tonight?” Audrey asks out of the blue, looking at me with her puppy eyes.

Not seeing any harm in it, I say, “Course, Lil’ Bit. It’ll be good for both of us.”

For things to stay at least a little bit modest, I decide to keep my boxers on as I crawl under the covers. I hate wearing clothes to bed. Every night I pop a few boners, and wearing clothes causes it to get trapped in the fabric, which in turn causes me to wake up. But with a twelve-year-old girl beside me, it’s just the right thing to do even though she doesn’t seem to care less if I’m naked or not.

Audrey enters my room dressed the same as last night. And again, I notice what a fine young woman she’s becoming. I lift the blanket at her side, and as she crawls in, I’m presented with a great view down the front of her t-shirt. I don’t see her tits completely, but the top of her nipples are clearly visible. I quickly look the other way, and as Audrey cuddles up to me, I do my best to think about other things than this girl’s developing breasts.

“Thanks for not being weird about this,” Audrey says as I feel her setting in for the night.

“No problem. Glad to help.”

“Well… I like it, so thanks,” she responds and starts yawning loudly.

“Night, Lil’Bit,” I say and kiss her on her forehead, tired too from the stressful day.

The following days are all centered around getting the funeral arranged. We select a casket, hire a funeral director, select a caterer, that sort of stuff. We also make sure the place under the tree, next to Gloria’s grave in the back of the yard, is ready. During all these tasks, Audrey and I basically act as one. In addition, Mr. Cohen makes sure all the insurances are taken care of and that everything is paid for.

So, eventually, the big day arrives. I wake up before Audrey does, glad the poor girl had some sleep. As I lay in bed, thinking about the dreadful day ahead, I feel Audrey stir beside me.

“Hey,” she whispers.

“Hey. This is the day. How do you feel?”

“I did sleep a few hours. Didn’t expect that.”

“Yeah. Me too.”

“I wish this day was over…” she says, barely above a whisper.

“So do I, Lil’ Bit. We’ll stick together today and get through it. You and me. Deal?”

Audrey looks at me, and with a vague smile, she says, “That sounds like a deal!”

We get up, get dressed, and eat breakfast together. Neither of us eats a whole lot since we’re too tense about the day ahead of us. However, the funeral director is right on time, and at practically the same time, Mr. Cohen arrives. Together, we recheck the schedule of the day, which visibly puts Audrey at ease.

The funeral was… well… a funeral. We cried a lot but also chuckled at some old stories from Glenn’s earlier life. I was surprised to see almost all my special forces crew members showed up. We talked a bit after the funeral was done and agreed to meet up sometime in the near future to discuss my role in the team. But they also assured me to take as much time as I needed.

“I’m SO glad this is over!” Audrey says as she kicks off her shoes and falls on the couch.

“Me too. But, honestly, it wasn’t as bad as I expected,” I say as I kick off my own shoes and loosen my tie.

Audrey looks thoughtful, and after a few moments, she says, “guess you’re right. Just not the moment the casket went down…”

“That was bad, yeah,” I admit.

“That was so… permanent, you know?”

“Yeah. The definitive ending of Glenn. A turning point for us to go on with our lives, I guess.”

“Yeah…” Audrey whispers as she looks at one of the caterers outside hauling out the last chairs we rented.

“Sorry for being so philosophical,” I say, realizing I’m blabbering.

“No problem. I know what you mean,” she sighs.

I’m a bit surprised we don’t cry at this moment. But then again, we cried enough during the funeral. So maybe the tears dried up. I do feel an urge to get a drink, though. So I walk over to the liquor cabinet and pour myself a big glass of whiskey. I’m about to turn around when I hear Audrey say behind me, “Can I have one too, please?”

I didn’t see too much harm in it, considering the day we had. So I pour a little bit in a glass and join her on the couch.

“Ahh… That’s nice,” she says next to me as she polishes it off in one gulp.

“You’ve had some before?” I ask, amazed.

“A few times, yeah. Glenn didn’t want to drink alone on special occasions. So last year, he started giving me some too. Always just a bottom of whiskey, though. Never much.”

I feel surprised hearing this. I know Glenn was a free-spirited guy, but I didn’t expect him to do this. To me, it isn’t a big deal, but some people might think differently about it. I was determined not to make a habit out of it, which of course meant I had to cut down on the drinking too.

After about an hour of small talk on the couch, I notice Audrey looking tired. Feeling drained after today, I suggest we go to bed. So we clean up and head off to bed. I quickly disrobe and slide under the covers, wondering where Audrey is. Moments later, she walks in, and I see she switched her white blouse for a light-blue tube top.

“Can’t sleep in my blouse, and I hate wearing a bra to bed,” she says as she sees me checking her out.

“I get it,” I respond as casually as I can but feel my dick stiffen and press against the fabric of my boxers as I can’t keep my eyes from the nipples showing through her half-transparent top.

The moment she drops her skirt and her laced hipster-style panties come into view, I’m instantly in full-blown boner town. This is awkward. Out of precaution, I place my hand over my boner. Just in case she suddenly cuddles up and touches my boner through my boxers. This way, I’ll have a way to deflect her. She turns around and stands there looking thoughtful as I let my eyes roam over her magnificent nubile body. I’m not sure if she’s standing there so I can check her out, but I certainly seize the opportunity.

After a few moments, she lifts the blanket and crawls in. And, just as I expected, she cuddles up to me. As she settles in, I feel her hard nipple press against my chest through the thin fabric of her tube top, and she lifts her leg to drape it over me. Then, just before I can say anything, her legs stops moving, just a hair short of my sack.

“Night, Scott.”

“Night, Lil’ Bit,” I respond, staring wide-eyed at the ceiling.

I lay there contemplating what had just happened. Is she showing off to me? Am I reading into something that isn’t there? Is she, like Glenn and Gloria, just more open about her body than most people?

An image of her standing there in her semi-transparent tube top and laced pink panties fills my mind. She looks sexy as fuck with her raven-black hair just over her shoulders, accentuating her white skin and blue top. Maybe I need to convince her to sleep in her own bed again before this gets out of hand. But, despite all that, sleep comes quickly.

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