Mark and Derek did not have a great Tuesday evening. After four consecutive, delicious nights of sex with pretty boy Bobby, Mark missed his lover tremendously. After the night of his life with Rickey, Derek was a bit edgy himself. As he tossed himself off in his lonely bed, he dreamed of the delights he and Rickey would enjoy the next night. Randy was doing somewhat better, having just had his young testicles

That Monday afternoon, Rickey and Bobby talked a lot about the new kid they saw at the pool. "Hes cute," Bobby told Rickey, as he lay on his back with his cock in Rickeys mouth. "And young," Rickey said between licks, kisses and sucks. "I think we could convince him to join our little tribe, dont you?" "I do, but you should concentrate on what youre doing.

Like Bobby, Rickey Fellato was a major beneficiary of the "Thursday Accords" that Bobbys Mom, Mrs. Pipeuse had negotiated for the two families. To remind, Rickey and Bobby were free to engage in any and all acts with their fathers, or anyone elses fathers between p.m. Thursday and a.m. Friday. In return for which, the mothers were free to engage in any activity they desired, outside the home, during those same hours.

The three pretty boys took the long way home to Randys -- through I. M. Manley City Park. Though the pretty boys all called it "Alpha Park." Because of its "inhabitants." The manliest, sexiest, randiest, high-school, alpha-boys in town hung out there. Playing rough sports. Usually without shirts. Oooohh. As Randy, Rickey and Bobby approached the park, Bobby told Rickey, "Now that youre a little cocksucker like Rickey and me, its time to have you meet some nice high-school

Unlike the previous night, Randy slept very well. An empty ball bag is the best cure for insomnia. When he awoke on Wednesday morning, he awoke very nicely. Randy was on his back, chest and pubic area still exposed from Daddys naughtiness of the previous evening. Daddy was completely exposed -- bare ass naked. And he was lying on Randys right. Sucking Randys cock.

Hen Randy Youngman arrived at the pool that Wednesday morning, his attitude had evolved greatly since his first appearance on Monday. Most obviously, he wore his skimpy-skimpy bathing suit with far greater ease. That morning, he had willingly chosen the skimpier of the suits his Daddy had bought him the previous Sunday. On Monday, the virginal boy was terrified to be seen in public, nearly nude and friendless in his new town. That Wednesday, he had acquired two wonderful friends -- fellow pretty boys Bobby and Rickey -- and he was quite content to "show what he had" to the men and boys who were staring at him hotly.

Bobby had been dating Matt for almost a week -- five days actually -- and he loved the older boy dearly. Still, this was always about that time in a relationship that Bobby began to think about how to let his new love down softly. In a week or so more, perhaps. After all, there were lots of other boys out there with whom Bobby needed to spend time. And he wouldnt be giving Matt up completely.

Matt Hardwood was having the kind of summer any -year-old, good-looking, tanned, buff, pool lifeguard could expect. It was great! When Matt manned his post, watching over the safety of the swimmers, pretty, skimpy-swimsuited, teenaged girls assembled in packs at the base of his high chair. By two boys who showed up at the pool every day, swam, kept to themselves and generally minded their own business. Boys. Young boys, Matt was sure. Around or . Boys. A blond and a brunet. The blond was the one Matt seemed most distracted by. Though he could barely admit to himself that he was distracted at all.

Then he blew out the candles on his birthday cake. He didnt want a birthday party with boys his age. Just the family was fine. The last real party he had was his th birthday, with Rickey and nine or ten other boys. Everything was fine until Bobby wanted to play spin-the-bottle. The boys, any one of whom would gladly fuck Bobby if they now had the opportunity, were too uptight about things then.

Mrs. Pipuese was quite taken with the "stray" that her son and Rickey had brought home for lunch and fun. Though a year younger, he was the equal in beauty to Rickey and Bobby, a factopinion she would never share with Rickey and Bobby. Randy had a sweet disposition and a pleasant personality. And he was clearly too innocent to survive in the wild on his own. Rickey and Bobby would take care of that.