Hi, I'm Jaxon!
Chapter 6 - Midnight blue

Status of Jaxon's likes: 504

Number of achieved orgasms: 4

The doorbell rang again, disturbing the silence, which filled the whole house along with the sound of an incoming mobile phone call. Trying to put on his underwear, Jaxon started running across the hallway, feeling all insecure and nervous he sensed that even some cold sweat gathered on his neck. He was not dressed properly, his shirt was nowhere to be found, and his swelling erection tented out the shorts in a bit obscene way. He was not sure where does the idea came from, but he grabbed one of the jackets and wrapped it tightly around his torso before opening the front door. The pizza man was speechless, seeing a young barefoot boy, dressed in nothing but the pair of boxers and winter jacket, which seemed totally out of place and out of his size. But Jaxon did not realize his mistake right away, he kept thinking of his mobile phone, hearing that it is still ringing in his room.

“Good evening.” The young man said, holding the pizza on his arm, trying to act professionally. “Ehmm, Is this Vose Street 2...”

“Yeah, sorry. I completely forgot about this.” Jaxon stated, reaching into pockets as if he expected to find some spare dollars and pay right away. “Hold on a second!” The boy rushed into the kitchen, grabbing twenty dollars bill and gave it to the man, who was waiting for the payment. “Is this enough?”

“Thanks kid. It sure is.” The pizza man smirked, and turned around, walking back to the car.

“Hey! How much was it?” Jaxon exclaimed, holding the warm, white box of pizza, feeling the cold, evening breeze on his naked legs. It was bad, even the air smelled like a piss for some reason. He was nervous, seeing what just happened and demanded some answer from cheeky man. “Hey!”

“Thank you for ordering at Domino's pizza, kid!”

Narrowing his eyes, looking straight at the man, trying to remember his face, Jaxon promised himself to never order pizza in there. At this moment, he could only hope that this one will taste good and will be worth the price. Holding the box he walked back into his room and opened it. The intense aroma filled his nostrils right away, he noticed how hungry he was. A single glance down, at the food, made him drool. It was nothing fancy to say the truth - double cheese, Roma tomatoes, oregano, Parmesan and a little bit of grilled chicken, with some white garlic sauce.

Like every growing boy, Jaxon could eat everything in his path, devour ridiculous amounts of different types of a food. Plus, he liked to experiment with it, wondering how and where he could try some of the most exotic dishes. Being a big fan of YouTube videos he often watched people's reactions to different stuff, there was even a channel committed to it. The creators, whoever they were, hired some kids and recorded their reactions to games, videos, music, and even food. Jaxon wondered what would happen if he was told to eat something like frog legs or the blood pudding. This stuff seemed disgusting, but he was curious, eager to try new things. He remembered asking his mother to order a pizza with anchovies, wondering how would it taste. Sufficient to say they needed to throw it away, as nobody liked the unusual, salty taste.

After grabbing the first piece of pizza and taking a bite, Jaxon looked at his mobile phone. It was almost nine in the evening, he was usually getting ready for bed at this time. But this evening was special, he was celebrating being home alone, he was a guardian of the castle, taking advantage of his freedom. Sergio called him twice, and Jaxon decided to call his friend back, wondering what is this about.

“So? How is the grandma? Annoying?” Sergio asked, his voice seemed amused.

“Nope, I'm home. Going to sleep soon.” The boy answered, looking curiously at the board. Some new messages started appearing in his thread and he could not wait to read them. After all, his recent photo session was quite hot and arousing. There sure was some nice feedback.

“Oh cool! Want to hang out tomorrow? We could go to the swimming pool?” The older boy suggested, listening to Jaxon's loud smacks as the boy kept eating his delicious supper. “What are you eatin'?

“Pizza. It's soooo great. Mm-m. So good.”

“Ah, what about tomorrow?” Sergio asked again.

“Okay, but not in the morning, a bit later... Be there by ten o'clock sharp!” Jaxon replied, and rubbed his sore, tired eyes. “Wanna come to my swimming pool? Or...”

“The public one. There are some hot girls.” Sergio explained his idea. He sure felt stupid going there alone, and being accompanied by Jaxon helped a lot. For some reason more teenage girls seemed to flirt with them, appearing out of nowhere and blushing, asking if they could meet again sometime. This is what Sergio liked, he was desperately looking for a girlfriend.

“Okay. Good for you.” The blond-haired boy answered, promising Sergio that they will see each other tomorrow and have a lot of fun. Jaxon was not sure if he believed this anymore – the definition of fun was arguable. It all changed so fast, within last months.

Sliding his underwear down again he wiped his sticky fingers on it, sitting naked on the chair, browsing the board. The message from the moderator was clear – the next section was unblocked and now he had full access to members' private, solo videos, and could not wait to look through them. He wondered when Micutul will get there – from what he understood the threads were moved to the higher rank board automatically, along with their owner. It seemed like a perfect design to provide both safety and pleasure, it worked like an addiction, a really good one. Jaxon's hands started shaking as he clicked on the top thread, looking at the attached files, both videos, and pictures.

It was difficult to tell how old was this boy because he looked like a kid. Like... Jaxon's younger brother. But his body, his body was flawless, and Jaxon had to admit it that he loved staring at other boys' shapes, especially when they were around his age. The boy had smooth, a bit pinkish skin, was tall and handsome, but there was one thing that made him very special, different from most of his peers. His penis was far above the average size, even when soft. Jaxon's eyes widened when he saw it, his lips parted and he let out a quiet sigh, wondering how was this even possible. It was eight, maybe nine centimeters long, and it seemed gigantic when erected. The boy was hung like a horse, it seemed like his member belonged to someone older by a few years, but Jaxon thought that even grown up man could be jealous of it. At the same time, the boy's face remained childish and cute.

In his most recent message, the boy attached few videos, which were liked and recommended by several users. Jaxon started downloading them, scrolling back up and glaring at the unnaturally big shaft. While the boy seemed prepubescent he had some black hair covering his pubic mound and anus. Yes, he was not shy about it, exposing his rectum as well, spreading the pink hole with two fingers.

“What the hell... I'm just looking at someone's asshole and I kinda like it...” Jaxon thought, navigating to his own, recent photos.

To say the truth, he loved them all and seeing his body from different perspective seemed exciting. This had nothing to do with narcissism, Jaxon knew his value, everyone loved him when he was dressed up, everyone would kill to see him naked. Zooming the photo he looked at his own hole, at all the little bumps and wrinkles around it, at the tightened-up tunnel, which he caressed just a few minutes ago. He was learning how to put different parts of his body in use, and sensed that there must be more – after all his rectum was sensitive to touch and fondling.

There it was, the first movie. Jaxon sensed his own blood pulsing through his veins, his heart pumping excitedly. He was ready, his hand wrapped around his erection, grasping it tightly - he wanted to do it again, feel the amazing pleasure for the third time this evening.

The movie was two minutes long, but recorded in high quality, no different from photos. As a part of introduction the boy smiled to the camera, saying that his name is Alberto and that he is from Italy. His English was far from perfect, but Jaxon ignored it, focusing on the most important scenes. And there it was – the boy was stripping for his audience, slowly undressing, sliding his hands down his underwear, massaging the huge shaft with both of them.

Jaxon could not help but open his mouth wide. As soon as boy undressed completely and showed off his hard member Jaxon started masturbating energetically. For one second he thought how amazing would it be to have some bigger screen and considered plugging his laptop into home TV, so he could see every little detail of the boy's impressive erection. The boy played with it slowly, massaging his testicles, and judging from the sounds he felt really good, moaning loudly. Jaxon joined him, imagining that the stranger boy is right here, next to him. Listening to his grunts, looking at the wet, shiny glans, which seemed to become more purple with every stroke Jaxon felt that his arousal peaked. They both speed up their movements.

After few seconds the recording boy turned around, spreading his cheeks with hands, exposing his anus. His fingers went into his mouth. Once they were coated with spit, boy pressed them against the opening. To Jaxon's surprise, two of them went inside without any problem, as if there were no muscles standing in their way. The boy in the movie started moaning even louder, turning his front to the camera, and after six seconds reached the climax.

“What the...?!” Jaxon exclaimed, covering his eyes with both hands, looking at the screen. He was not sure what exactly was happening.

Some white liquid spurted out of the Italian boy's urethra, the whole organ twitched as more and more fluid appeared, shooting across the room. The boy seemed to enjoy it and wiped the semen, leaking down his shaft with his fingers, showing to the camera how sticky it was. Then, as if nothing unusual happened he moved the fingers to his face and put both of them inside his mouth, licking them clean, sticking out his tongue, which was coated in the white substance. The movie ended.

“Sick.” Jaxon said in a low tone. He used to hear about the “dark side of the internet”, but this was different. Much more perverted and disgusting. And weird.

He knew that there was only one way to find out what was this about. Well, he had so many things to learn and decided to seek the answer on the internet. For brief second he was wondering what to google and eventually end up on the Yahoo answers, where people were making fun of some poor boy, who asked about “this white thing”. One of them provided a detailed answer, including a Wikipedia link, writing that there's nothing wrong with the boy and nothing is broken, and that semen is completely normal thing.

“Ahh, right.” The blond-haired boy whispered, scrolling through Wikipedia article, looking at photos, and section describing the appearance and consistency of fluid. “But, how the hell does your cock knows when to cum and when to pee? Man, this photo is disgusting.” He thought, biting his fingertip.

Reading more about it, he spotted the paragraph that said that the first ejaculation in males often occurs about 12 months after the onset of puberty. How was he supposed to say how many months were left? Jaxon truly wanted to know how does it feel like and also wished to see something shooting out of his own penis. Curiosity, nothing more or less.

At the same time, he realized that his dry orgasms aren't even a bit messy, and also connected some dots, finally understanding a thing he heard back in May this year. His friends in school were fooling around, laughing and pranking others, asking him if he has a lot of napkins, and pointing out how important they are for every teenage boy. Back then he smirked, not really getting the joke.

But now he did, and kept wondering if this was just a tip of an iceberg. Perhaps there was much more, and he will discover it all, thanks to the movies? Perhaps all of his friends were aware of this stuff and he was the very last guy? Jaxon was eager to give it another try, and clicked on the some other thread. These were his sexual education lessons, the best kind of them.

A young kid, aged eleven, with no visible signs of puberty, showed off all his boyish attributes, posing in front of the camera. There was one thing that struck Jaxon right away – this boy looked like Sergio. Like young Sergio. If his friend had brother this is how he would look like naked. Jaxon was astonished, looking at every part of younger boy's body, paying extra attention to kid's limp, delicate penis and rounded buttocks. But this time, he downloaded all the photos to his laptop, creating his very first porn directory, just in case that the pictures disappear one day.

He wished that there are some movies and was not disappointed, the boy posted a lot of them over the course of last weeks, doing what he was asked for. Jaxon downloaded the first one, slowly sliding the foreskin up and down his own shaft, playing with it, feeling that his hand gets a bit numb already.

“Hi guys!” A loud, childish voice filled Jaxon's room when he started watching the video.

This boy seemed hyperactive, blinking rapidly, smiling, wiggling his feet and hands. While introducing himself he played with his own stark naked body, sliding hands up and down, pinching nipples, caressing the scrotum and twisting his semi-erected penis. This boy, who reminded him of Sergio was really good at teasing and put a lot of effort into making his movie as attractive as possible. He was one of these boys who were ready to do anything to gain some attention, and you could call him a veteran already. He tried it all and Jaxon hoped to learn some new tricks from him. Well, not only learn but use them at some point. Porn seemed like the best source of sex-related knowledge.

The blond-haired boy could say one thing for sure – watching other boys doing naughty things made him wonder how many of his classmates or friends were capable of doing this stuff. If only they were granted anonymity and promise of great pleasure awaiting them. Perhaps it was a casual thing, but not every growing boy received a chance to explore his sexuality in this way. As for Jaxon, this seemed better than watching professional porn movies, it was more realistic, these were not actors, but boys like him. And they lived to pleasure each other, just for fun.

Spreading his legs apart, the boy was now on the floor, on all fours, pointing his butt toward the camera. Two fingers probed the hole, as boy massaged it slowly, relaxing his muscles. Jaxon did not noticed it right away, but the fingers were coated with some sort of gel, which was now covering the wrinkled surface. It glistened in the dark night, the pinkish anus seemed to clench every few moments, and some of the fluid started leaking down the boy's thighs.

The young teenager reached for something Jaxon could not see, but once the object was brought into view the boy frowned, failing to understand its purpose. Still holding it with one hand the movie maker lowered his body directly onto the item, lining it up with his hole. Jaxon looked in disbelief as more and more object disappeared between boy's legs, he kept hearing all the moans and was battling his thoughts. This made no sense to him, not at all, and his first impressions were rather awful. Sticking something in there was supposed to hurt like hell, it was just nasty, he was actually surprised that the rounded dildo used by boy remained clean when it was retracted from inside. In the next scene, the teenager adjusted his position, pulling his legs up to the chest, showing his stuffed butt, removing the glistening object, only to push it again after a moment.

“Why is this so hot?” Jaxon asked himself, still fondling his own penis, rolling the skin, and poking his urethra with fingertips. His manhood seemed raw and dry, so Jaxon spat on it, spreading the fluid all over the tip and foreskin.

The movie was over six minutes long. Throughout it the boy kept switching between different items, still working on stretching himself. He used all sort of phallic-like vegetables, toys, and even gave a try to basketball bat, moaning loudly as he pushed the tip inside. Despite this the boy was still energetic and happy, describing his feelings precisely, sharing the pain and pleasure with his fans. Eventually, he grabbed a candle and started pumping it in and out in frantic moves. Jaxon watched with amazement as the rectum parted, clenched over and over as the long, slimy object penetrated it. He heard the wet sounds and was not sure if they were coming from the movie or from his own, slippery member. His hand was moving faster than before, slamming against his testicles.

They experienced their orgasms at the same time. Through his half-closed eyes, Jaxon looked at Sergio twin's face, struck with ecstasy. Every orgasm seemed like the very best of his life, but this one was different. While Jaxon was now truly excited, watching this amazing video his orgasm was not that intense as the previous ones. Sure, he still needed to gasp for breath and curl his toes, but this time, he was able to control it. And the burning sensation was not that great.

“Icky!” Jaxon mumbled, looking at his wet hand and shaft, which remained hard, still trembling a little bit, pointing toward the ceiling. Grasping his shirt he wiped the remains of the spit with it.

All the popularity finally got to him. Jaxon received over twenty private messages but knew that reading them would be mostly waste of time. The only answer he was waiting for was the one from Micutul, he hoped that his Romanian friend is okay, in his most recent messages he sounded quite depressed.

Even Jaxon's thread was now crawling with people, who sent different requests and questions asking if he will go further, to next section, reminding him that he needs to upload videos now. To say the truth – he wanted it, even if he barely explored the existing threads. He was curious what else was ahead of him, there was some distant, unknown ground, and he hoped to see it, explore every inch, discover all the treasures. He was achiever – if there was a thing that seemed impossible he was going for it. Following his dream, chasing the bunny, never giving up. There was no coming back, after taking such a big step forward he could not imagine living without this board, it helped him a lot, and the fact that these people were so nice to him and each other was a big asset.

Tonight, for the first time in few months he felt totally relaxed, as if there was no tension at all. As if sex was small, not important part of his life. At this very moment, he was capable of deleting his account on the board and not regret it. He could feel once more that he is cute, prepubescent boy everyone loved - the good, old Jaxon. The one he used to be before he started getting all the tingly feelings deep inside his guts. He never asked for them.

Still, Jaxon was a smart boy, he knew that everything ends at some point, he experienced the worst form of it, but pressed forward, realizing that changes are part of life. Blaming himself for doing this stuff would not help much, everyone was doing it, the internet was dripping with sex-related things. Every boy and girl was swallowed down by the so-called culture at some point. There was no escape, especially for a boy like him, who was risking everything to satisfy his curiousness.

Jaxon was a little, sneaky devil at times. The members of the board discovered this right away, after reading his short message. He was teasing them, playing with them, wondering what they will do. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone praised him, he considered himself special, like an internet celebrity, who can make people happy with his single gesture. He was controlling the situation, not letting it go out of his hand, Jaxon knew what he wanted.

Going to sleep. Will post tomorrow. MAYBE.

Ah, he felt so comfy now and yet, a bit tired, but he did not want to go to sleep just yet. The night was still young, and he wanted to stay awake for as long as possible, as he could not be sure what tomorrow brings. There were some games Jaxon used to play before all of this started, Team Fortress 2 being one of them. After playing for almost one thousand hours he still did not considered himself a good player, he did it mostly for fun, playing endless matches against other guys, sometimes friends. Jaxon often wondered if he would be able to just quit it, but this was not easy. This was his little addiction, plus he was not playing THAT much! Sure, there were days when he spent six hours having fun, when nobody checked on him, he could do it all the time, ignoring other chores. Besides, ask any boy if there's thing better than evening full of games and pizza – majority will agree. While the rest will ask if they are also free to fart and burp at any given time. A boy's paradise, you could say.

He remained naked while playing, talking to other players on the microphone, ignoring calls from his father. Knowing that Carter was just checking if he is sleeping or not, he realized that answering him was no option. Jaxon knew better what is good for him, and was one hundred percent sure that his dad will just advise him to go to sleep, turn off all lights and make sure that the door is closed. They were treating him like a baby while he tried to act a like an adult. To say the truth, he was smarter than most of them.

Eventually, ten minutes after noon, he heard the noise of car being parked in front of the house. Turning off the laptop, he rushed to the bed, quickly covering himself and pretending that he is asleep.

Jaxon kept his eyes opened, looking at the midnight blue sky, flashing with stars. He remembered reading that some of them are there no more, that they are born, live shortly and die at some point. They were fascinating – like a thousands little spots, living in the past, each with its own individual story, unable to share it with others. If only he could reach them, turn back time, experience things again, if only he could see his mom and talk with her. All these thoughts seemed to return every few nights, filling his head. He felt this incredible weakness, the fragility of life, mixed emotions. Being little boy in the center of the universe, surrounded by people, he felt a bit lonely. If only someone could hug him, wish him goodnight, now when he needed it.

Before drifting to sleep, he looked at this very special, bright dot, which always seemed to stay in the same place. This was his own star, blinking rapidly as if it was synchronized with his heart beating. It was supposed to burn for long years, telling a story of a young teenager who followed the path to his dream, setting fire to the old world.

Twinkle twinkle little spark. May you break the world apart.

***

Still feeling not quite right Jaxon got out of bed, looking at the clock. He had plenty of time and hoped that his plan will work, as his father deserved some nice surprise. Jaxon quickly realized how stupid were his yesterday's actions, and understood why Carter was mad at him. Plus, he loved making people happy, knowing that the little deeds can change the world. Grabbing a fresh pair of underwear and green t-shirt with a geeky quote on it, he went to the bathroom to take a quick shower. Obviously, he spent almost ten minutes working on styling his hair, for no good reason. After all, in three hours he was meant to go to the swimming pool with Sergio.

While showering he wondered why boys on the board aren't making some more casual videos, and why every single of them was aiming for creating the most perverted content. Jaxon wanted to slow down the things a little, he saw the requests, they wanted all sort of kinky stuff. He was not in a big rush, had plenty of videos to watch and users to follow, he could expose himself just a bit, do all the little boyish things and record them. They surely would not complain.

Before leaving for the kitchen he grabbed his tablet. To his surprise, there were plenty of new notifications, a thing that seemed unusual, as most of them were coming from the Instagram application. All of his photos, school selfies and old posts were liked by people who appeared to be strangers, all genders, and ages, coming from all over the earth. Some even wrote nice comments, saying how great he is and that they can not wait till he posts more. Few followed his account, he also received a couple of direct messages from people who wanted to speak with him in private. It took him few seconds to figure out what was going on. Most of them, if not all, were coming from the board, he never expected that they will find him, but was aware that using the same usernames on both websites was not the smartest thing he could do.

Jaxon panicked, thinking of deleting all of his accounts - if they were able to stalk him here, they might go even further. At some point, everyone, including his real life friends, can find out what he was doing. Even his father was following his Instagram if the man noticed all the sudden activity he would ask questions. On the other hand, Jaxon kind of liked all the attention he was getting, all messages were casual, not sex-related. However, knowing that he can not fully trust these people he altered his account's privacy options, removing all the new followers.

Sadly, Instagram was not the only one thing affected by teenager's growing popularity. He received fifteen new friend's requests on Steam and three gifts. People were actually buying games for him, hoping that he will accept. And these were not the ordinary games, but first person shooters, somehow they figured out that he loved playing them. One guy even offered him some items for Team Fortress 2, these were worth a couple of dollars. He was speechless, scrolling through all the requests, trying to calm himself. To say the truth, he was not sure what to do, should he treat the strangers as friends? Were they teenage boys, just like him? He could say one thing for sure – he wanted to separate his secret and everyday life. He could not live in both worlds at the same time. For now, he ignored all the requests.

After preparing a quick breakfast consisting of toasts with bacon, some fresh vegetables, and coffee he grabbed a food tray. Holding it carefully he walked slowly toward his parent's bedroom, wondering if his dad is out of bed yet. Jaxon knew that Carter loved to sleep, and it was his wife who was forcing him to get up. Of course, the man was working till late night, he was exhausted, Jaxon was just trying to make man's morning a bit better. And in few hours he needed to get back to work again, spending time away from his beloved family. It wasn't always like this – Carter was a good father and his sons loved him, they just wished that he spent more time with them, especially now.

“Hi dad!” Jaxon said in a loud voice, hoping to wake his father up from morning slumber. He grinned, straightened his body up and walked proudly inside.

“Jax, give me...” The man looked at him through half-closed eyes. “What the heck?” His voice sounded surprised, and this is everything Jaxon wanted. He loved moments like these.

Giggling and placing the tray beside the bed, Jaxon sat on the edge of it, looking as his father tried to find some explanation for what was just happening. The last time Jaxon prepared breakfast for him was back in June, on father's day. And he loved it – for some reason, the food prepared by another person tasted different. He was thankful for it.

“I'm sorry for what happened yesterday. Can I eat some of the bacon?” Jaxon asked, looking at the delicious toasts, licking his lips. As his father nodded he grabbed one of the sandwiches, taking a huge bite, loving the rich taste.

“I know. I should not swear in front of you.” Carter said, putting his hand around Jaxon's shoulders, hugging his son. “I was really annoyed. By... by stuff. Things aren't exactly going as expected and everyone blames me.” He explained, looking at his son's sleepy face. The boy rolled his eyes for some reason.

“It's okay, I'm fine. I can stay home alone, nothing bad will happen.” The teenager stated, trying to convince his father that being left alone was the one of the best things that happened to him in the past month. This was not far from the truth, he enjoyed every single moment of past evening, he made it special.

“I know, but I can't really afford to buy you pizza every day.”

“Well, it was... quite expensive.”

“What do you mean? I paid for it online. Was about 13 bucks.” Carter mumbled, chewing on bacon and vegetables. They were having a true father-son time, eating the breakfast together, enjoying each other company, dressed in nothing but t-shirts and underwear.

“I... uh... Thanks for it.” The young boy answered, smiling, pretending that everything is alright. He felt humiliated, thinking of his own stupidity – knowing that the money does not grow on trees he always tried to spare few pennies. Sure thing, giving a tip of twenty dollars made the delivery man's evening. “You know, I'm meeting with Sergio today. We will go to the swimming pool.”

“Make sure you stay away from the water.” Carter advised him, and laughed, looking at his son's confused face. “Just joking.”

“Hah, yeah, dad jokes.”

After eating a rather pleasant breakfast they discussed their plan for next days. Jaxon's dad promised that he will be back a bit earlier today and once again expressed his concern regarding boy's safety. And Jaxon did the classic teenager's thing – assured him that he will be alright, no matter what happens. It was cliché as hell, another casual conversation which was not really going to change anything. Still, the man hoped that his son will remember about it when thinking about doing something not quite clever. One of Carter's co-workers stated that trusting a teenager is like getting into lion's cage, expecting that it won't bite your ass off. Carter hoped that Jaxon is different. For one, he was not as naive as his peers.

Carter left for the job at the same moment when Sergio ringed the doorbell, one minute past ten. Before leaving Jaxon made sure that he packed his speedos, he was one of these boys who loved wearing them. In his opinion, they were way better than some long shorts which happened to slide down his body as he was swimming. Besides, Jaxon was not a big fan of public pools, he preferred to use his own, home one, in the backyard. However, Sergio kept saying over and over that going to public places is better for simple reason – they are public.

“You know, you can eat the ice creams alone, in your kitchen. But it sure is more fun with friends.” The black-haired boy explained, looking at his younger buddy, who seemed distant as they made their way to the destination place.

“Yeah...”

“What's going on with you lately? I saw you online on Steam last night. You aren't playing as much as you used to.” Sergio mentioned and added. “So, what is wrong?”

“Nothing. I'm fine.” Jaxon answered shortly, clenching his fists. He was not able to explain his emotions. Few minutes ago he felt happy, but now some anger started building up inside him. “I... I don't know.”

“You can speak to me anytime, Jaxon. If there's anything...”

“I said that I'm FINE.” The blond-haired boy put an emphasis on the last word, hoping that his friend will not bother him anymore. Sergio was not stupid, he knew Jaxon for years, he knew when to push and when to back off and change the subject.

“Okay, so joke time?” Sergio asked, grinning. “It's an adult one!”

“Yeah...” Jaxon looked at him curiously.

“So, a guy walks into a tattoo shop and says that he wants a Ferrari tattooed on his dick. The artist says that it is a cool idea and that guy's girlfriend will be pleased. But then he explains that he is gay and that the tattoo is for his boyfriend.” Sergio said the first part of the joke, looking at his friend's reaction. “So, the artist asks that in this case he will also tattoo tractor on guy's balls. Of course, the customer is all confused, asking why would that be needed for.”

“Yeah, what for?” The younger boy asked, scowling. He could not see any obvious answer.

“Well, you'll need it to pull the Ferrari out of the shit. He-he.” Sergio smirked, checking if Jaxon gets the joke. Judging from the confused look on boy's face his friend was clueless. “You know, gay, shit.”

“Nope. What does your... ding has to do with shit?” Jaxon asked.

“You know, gay people fuck assholes. Assholes are disgusting and full of shit.” The Spanish boy explained things that seemed obvious.

Sometimes he wondered if Jaxon was really that sheltered or if he just pretended to be the innocent boy. Just a few months ago, in April, when they went for camping and hiking to Malibu, Sergio told him plenty of similar jokes, and he noticed that Jaxon was not really into them. The older boy decided to give it some time, he blamed himself for forgetting that Jaxon is younger by over one year. However, lately there were some signs showing that Jaxon is maturing, and Sergio spotted them all pretty easily, he knew that soon they will be talking about girls' hot asses and the blowjobs. It was a matter of few months.

“I think my uncle is a homo guy, so better do not tell these jokes around him.” Jaxon explained, giving Sergio a funny look, seeing as he blushed. “I've not seen him in a while, though.”

“It's just a joke. Not a big deal. Sorry, you don't like it.”

“It's fine, I just don't believe that assholes are that gross.” Jaxon stated, before biting his tongue and cringed right away, slapping his hand against his face. “This sure sounds weird.”

“Okay... let's stop talking about assholes and switch to dicks.” Sergio suggested as they walked through the gate leading to the biggest swimming pool in the whole neighborhood. To his surprise there were almost no people in here, mostly the little kids and just two or three not-so-attractive girls, accompanied by some older folks.

As they made their way to the locker rooms, they remained quiet, Jaxon was not in a mood for any more jokes. He became nervous, knowing that this has something to do with the fact that the swimming pool is public and full of people he can not exactly trust. Sure enough, he did not mind being shirtless around his friends, but this was a different story. The young teenager could swear that some older women and men were eyeing him from the distance. Last time even the lifeguard paid extra attention to him as if Jaxon's life was the most valuable. Thankfully the guy was not here today - there was something strange about him and Sergio noticed this too, suggesting that Jaxon's cute face attracts all sort of weirdos of all ages and genders.

“I saw you wanking off.” Sergio confessed all of sudden. He could not tell why this memory appeared in his brain, but he liked to mock Jaxon from time to time. And this was a perfect opportunity, they were undressing slowly, standing next to each other in silence. They were alone.

This worked just perfectly, Jaxon blushed right away, unsure what to say. Sergio caught him off guard, as the teenage boy was sliding his jeans down, fighting with the stuck zipper. Besides, what was he supposed to say, congratulate Sergio his observation skills? Few weeks ago Jaxon would laugh it off, but now he decided to fight his friend back, wondering what will happen – he was not that innocent anymore, he knew what he wanted. And to say the truth, he was still thinking of his friend's body, it was natural now.

They were undressing together, plus he still remembered the hot movie made by Sergio's twin. His imagination was running wild, he was eager to try some tricks, hoping to get closer to his goals. And seeing Sergio nude was surely one of them, he kept wondering what's under these midnight blue shorts, wrapped tightly around friend's waist. His mind was filled with images of naked boys he saw lately. Different sizes and types of the penises and anuses, the hands going up and down the body, massaging it gently.

“Oh, at least I have something to wank!” Jaxon teased, looking at his friend who smiled back, casting a skeptical eye. Groping his boyish package hidden inside boxer-briefs Jaxon twisted his hand to sides. “I bet it's bigger than yours.”

“Nope, it's not, it's rather small. You may be the smallest twelve years old guy out here.”

“I will be thirteen in one month!” Jaxon answered, feeling hotness all over his face. Was he blushing again? He was not able to control his emotions now.

“Even worse. Surprised you do it, really.” Sergio mumbled, sitting on the bench, waiting till Jaxon is done changing. “Are you going to swim in these?”

“Nope, got my speedos.” Jaxon answered, showing the blue underwear to his friend, who blinked a few times and let out a long sigh.

“Oh for fuck's sake, again? Everyone will be looking at you. These are tight. Seriously...” Sergio explained, grasping them, stretching the waistband with his fingers.

“Well, at least I have something to show off.”

“Are... Are we there again?”

“Yeah. Give me them.” Jaxon looked around, making sure that they are still alone in here. What he was going to do was a bit risky, but he hoped to provoke Sergio in some way, he kept the teasing going, keeping the pressure on the topic, knowing that at some point it must bring some results.

And poor Sergio could not believe it. He turned his head away for a brief second as he spotted some nice girl walking near the swimming pool in the distance. And the next thing he saw was Jaxon's naked butt. His friend was changing in front of him, turned away, but judging from his movements he was not in a big rush. Feeling some sudden adrenaline rush and mixed emotions within his body Sergio tried to look away, but his eyes were locked on the round, smooth buttocks. Jaxon spread them slightly, as he lifted one of the legs, putting the speedos on. For a brief moment the older boy caught a glimpse of Jaxon's testicles, hanging between boy's legs in a loose sack, dangling to the sides. It seemed hairless, but Sergio was not sure about it.

“What the hell, Jaxon?” The Latino boy asked in low, surprised voice. He was not sure what to do with his hands, which became all sweaty for some reason. “I can see your balls, dude!”

“Well, nobody is here, it's no big deal, right?” Jaxon asked, looking over his shoulder, pulling the speedos up in rapid motion, covering his private areas. After turning his front to Sergio he noticed that the boy is still glancing at his crotch. Jaxon's shaft was a bit visible, pressed against his body by tight fabric, forming a nice bulge. “Chill out, geeeeez.”

“I will try. I don't see a lot of guys flashing their dicks in front of me.” Sergio kept explaining, and a grimace crossed his face. This was not exactly true – there were some teammates who liked to do this in school, before or after hockey training. But this was different, he just did not felt comfortable with Jaxon exposing himself in front of him.

As they walked out of the locker room Jaxon felt that he incredibly happy. He was not sure what exactly happened, but the bad mood faded out. There could be several reasons for it, and he had troubles picking one. Was it the warm sun, shining directly on his young body as they made their way to the swimming pool? Was it the fact that some young girl stared at him and blushed a little? Or was he feeling cheerful because he saw something Sergio tried to hide? The midnight blue shorts were tented a little, telling Jaxon that he succeeded, and thanks to his action Sergio felt a little bit aroused.

“Funny.” Jaxon thought, trying to hide his smile of satisfaction. “I guess at this point his balls are also midnight blue.”