Hi, I'm Jaxon!
Chapter 7 - The Talk

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To say the truth, Jaxon loved pools and water since he was a little kid – he could not recall a single month of his life when he was not playing and having fun swimming, splashing, making noise. And on the bigger holidays, it was even better – every party was a good opportunity to strip down the shirt and jump into the warm water, regardless of the date and time, despite his mother's disapproval. Especially when some guests visited their house – Jaxon and Daniel were happy to stay up till a late night, playing in the backyard's pool, annoying everyone in the neighborhood.

Jaxon loved diving, seeing the world from a different perspective, feeling that his body is light, hearing total silence piercing his eyes. When he was five he had both spider-man and fish phase, but as you can imagine it was quite difficult to reconcile them. As he got older things seemed to change a bit – he recalled last year's fourth of July which he spent at his grandma's house. A lot of people were invited, all distant relatives, their friends - it was nothing more or less but a big fiesta, which lasted till midnight when the fireworks filled the sky. During the day, he was playing a lot, and even some older teens joined him, chasing after him and his brother, seeing who can swim faster, laughing, forgetting about the world. It was perfect.

One of them liked Jaxon in particular, Ryan was his name - he was cool sixteen year's old teenager who did not mind younger boy's company. He even allowed Jaxon to sit on his shoulders, hugged him from behind, grabbed him once in a while and kept dumping the small boy into a water, ignoring his loud squeals. Some physical contact was required, but Ryan seemed to adore it. He was shivering every time when his hands rested on Jaxon's rib-cage, when boy's body was pressed against his or when he got a chance to caress boy's pink nipples or butt. Back then the young teenager thought that there's nothing wrong with it, as Ryan did not cross the line. But now, in the light of recent events, he knew that there was something special about Ryan's eyes – they were burning with some kind of desire, the same desire that stacked up inside Jaxon right now.

“... and this is my friend, Jaxon.” He heard Sergio's voice behind him and turned his head around. Sitting on the edge of the swimming pool he was hoping that his friend will join him anytime soon. But the black-haired boy insisted he needs to talk with this one cute girl.

And he was right, she looked nice, Jaxon had to admit it. Black hair, blue eyes, he knew that she was just Sergio's type, and the boy will now do anything to gain some more of her attention. “This is weak.” Jaxon thought, smiling back at them - this was not going to work and he knew it. Seeing as the girl is looking at him curiously he ignored it, turned his head away and jumped in the pool, getting far away from them both. The cold water felt wonderful, running through and around every crack in his body, making him feel great. This was the only escape, he only felt regret that he left his diving gear back in the home, he wished to stay underwater a bit longer, to wait till all the problems happening outside will be no more. As soon as he appeared on the other side of the pool and sat on the edge, rubbing his eyes, Sergio approached him.

“Hey, that wasn't nice. She wanted to have fun with us.” The boy stated in an angry tone, looking at his younger friend.

“I wanted to have some fun too, for crying out loud!” Jaxon hissed, rolling his eyes, pointing his finger at Sergio. For some reason he felt furious as if he was riding the roller-coaster of emotions, changing the mood every few moments. “I've come here with you, for you. Not for some random girls you like. Let's just go home if this is what you want.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?” The older boy asked, scowling, clenching his fists, feeling as his rage peaked and his voice became louder, so everyone around was able to hear their little argument. “You've changed, dude!”

“You've changed.” Jaxon answered carelessly and stepped out of the water, walking toward the locker rooms. Sergio followed him, all of sudden the whole place became quiet as if everyone's attention focused on them. “Let's just go!”

As soon as they walked inside, getting away from curious eyes of strangers Sergio punched Jaxon's arm considering this some sort of punishment. He was older here, he was in charge and he treated Jaxon as his own, younger brother. Right now he found it hard to justify the boy's actions and words, he tried not to argue with him but felt that his blood is still boiling. Thanks to Jaxon he lost yet another chance to meet some good looking girl.

“Again. What is wrong with you?” Sergio repeated the question. Another punch landed on boy's back.

“Nothing.” Jaxon answered, looking at a place somewhere over his friend's shoulder. “I'm never coming here again with you. I'm serious. If you want to swim come over tomorrow. My swimming pool is better.” The boy explained, reaching for a towel, drying up his hair, ignoring Sergio's surprised face.

Jaxon was not sure what exactly bothered him at the given moment. Was it the fact that Sergio preferred to spend time with some girl? No, he was doing it before, pretending to be charming Casanova. Understanding growing boy is never easy, but this was a special case – after all Jaxon wished to have Sergio all for himself, he was scared that some girl will take him away and the boy will lose yet another friend. He was staying away from the world of relationships for his whole life, never had a single girlfriend and was not planning on getting one. Sure, ho considered girls attractive, but boys were different, better, there were some things you could do with boys only, and Jaxon hoped that this will last forever. Even though all clocks were showing that the childhood is over and that there's no coming back.

“Okay, tomorrow then.” Sergio stated, sighing, turning around to dress up. During these few minutes they spent in the swimming pool he remained all dry, avoiding the water, so as soon as he put his shirt on he was ready to go.

But Jaxon? Not quite. The younger boy was standing there in his wet speedos and did the same thing as before – turned away from his friend, lowered his underwear all the way down and started drying himself up a bit. Once again Sergio glanced at Jaxon's water covered soft buttocks and hips, seeing also the scrotum dangling between them as boy parted his legs. The black-haired boy just shook his hand, looking away in disapproval, waiting till his friend is done.

“There are some changing rooms, you know?” Sergio snarled, grabbing his mobile phone and checking for incoming messages. He was so close getting this girl's number and Jaxon crushed it all. Damn it. She was totally hitting on him.

For some reason Sergio's remark made Jaxon even more furious. He was not thinking rationally now, he did not care about the consequences, he could swear that he is about to beat someone up and such comments weren't helpful – at times he had problems handling criticism, especially a pointless one. Turning his front to an older boy, his face expressed anger and his voice became deeper and irritated.

“Should I be ashamed of this?” He asked, flashing his stark naked groin to an older friend. “It's just a cock.” Jaxon exclaimed, his mind raced when he realized what he just did and said – he knew he was going way too far and Sergio's wide opened eyes confirmed it.

“Ja-Jaxon. I... Can we just go? Please?” Sergio pleaded, covering his eyes with his hand, promising himself to not comment on anything anymore.

However, he had a problem erasing the image of Jaxon's teenage penis from his memory. The hairless and soft pubic area, the short, uncut shaft with perfectly wrinkled foreskin and testicles hanging below – this was not something he expected to see and hoped that this was the very first and last time. He knew that this was wrong, that Jaxon should never expose himself in this way. Sure, his friend told the truth - it his was just a dick, nothing really new. The only new thing was Jaxon's behavior, which seemed odd, and the unexpected exhibitionism only proved it. There was some difference between seeing your friend naked when you are both young, prepubescent boys unaware of your sexuality, and seeing him once the puberty hit you both hard. Sergio tried to figure out what was going on inside Jaxon's brain and sighed again, not knowing what to think.

“Hey Kid! Use the changing room!” Sergio heard some distant voice and spotted a young man standing in the doorway.

While the man seemed amused Jaxon became embarrassed all of sudden, quickly reaching for his boxer-briefs and pulling them up in one quick motion, not saying a word. He blushed a lot, covered his face with hands, feeling that his rage disappeared, realizing how stupid he was.

“I'm sorry, Sergio.” He muttered in a low voice, grabbing rest of his things. “I just don't know what got into me. Sorry about that girl...”

“Okay. See? Told you – your cute face attracts all sort of perverts. I wonder if this will still happen once you grow up.” Sergio smirked, seeing smile crossing Jaxon's still red covered face.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean... you can get pretty ugly. Tends to happen to cute kids.” Sergio explained jokingly. Deep inside he knew that Jaxon will always be the most attractive one.

“No, I mean the all sort of perverts part. That's not true.” The younger boy said as they walked out of the swimming pool, heading back home.

“Okay, wanna bet?”

“Sure. I mean, how...” Jaxon was quite confused seeing his friend's face, full of confidence. There was no way that Sergio could prove that he is right. No damn way.

“Have you seen this creepy guy in the grocery shop around the corner?” Sergio asked, his eyes narrowed. He was clearly planning something. “I bet he will be drooling all over you... Just do what I say and then you will see. Man, he is such a pervert, I bet he would pay to suck my dick, old faggot.”

“What do you want to do?”

“Shh... you will see. Just follow me and keep it cool. We can annoy him with your cute ass.” Sergio soothed his friend as they approached the familiar street where the shop was located.

Jaxon cringed a bit, recalling his latest visit to this shop. The owner was sure some weirdo, but he knew that the world is full of them. His parents taught him to keep a distance from such people, never tell anyone his personal data and call the police if he is suspecting that someone may get hurt. These simple rules were quite universal, applying to both real and internet world. And he was a good boy, obeying them all. The shop itself was looking quite better than the last time, no products were scattered all over the floor, the lighting was fixed and the not-so-pleasant scent of mold was gone. However, the owner was nowhere to be found, the whole place seemed deserted as they walked in, looking around curiously.

“Hey! Hello?” Sergio exclaimed, meeting no response. The only background noise, a fan or blower perhaps, was heard when they looked at each other and started exploring the place. “I think nobody is here. We could just grab...”

“Hi champs, you stealing?” A sudden, unexpected voice appeared out of nowhere, scaring them both. It sure belonged to the shop's owner, the guy seemed to be a master of disguise, always sneaking behind someone's back, as if he expected to catch the customer red-handed. “You better... ah, it's you. I remember you, nice smell.”

“What?” Sergio muttered and frowned, looking at Jaxon, who giggled a bit.

“And you are the one who has nice toes.” The man stated, pointing to the floor. All three of them were staring at Sergio's feet as if they expected to find to find the answer to the beginning and the end of the universe in there. “Ha-ha, what do you want, champs?”

“I.. Uh, Well...” The older boy felt uncomfortable all of sudden, losing his courage, forgetting about the plan. Jaxon's muffled giggles were not helping him much when he struggled to find correct words. “Just two popsicles, the creamy ones.”

Looking at him quizzically, Jaxon wondered what was Sergio's plan. What was he expecting and why the ice creams were part of it, and also, how could it prove that Jaxon is the attractive one. As soon as the man reached inside the fridge, looking for the product, the older boy leaned closer to Jaxon, assuring him that nothing bad will happen and that they will have some fun. This was just another innocent prank and Jaxon loved them. Pranking was nothing more or less but a way of life.

“But remember to do what I do.” Sergio murmured, waiting patiently for the owner to tell him how much does he need to pay. Two dollars seemed like a fair price for few minutes of a laugh.

They walked outside, unwrapping the popsicles, standing near the door so their faces were visible to the man standing behind the counter. Sergio made sure that the owner is still in there, watching them and slipped his tongue out, licking the tip of the ice cream. Jaxon followed him - they looked at each other, mimicking the movements, licking the frozen dessert in a bit obscene way. Then Sergio made a meaningful eye contact with the owner, sliding the cold object deeper inside his mouth, sucking on it rapidly, making sure that some of the white fluid was covering his lips, leaking down slowly. Jaxon did the same, looked at the older man, smearing the cold stuff all over his mouth till it started dripping down his chin.

The man looked in awe as both boys were playing a trick on him and was not quite sure what to do. They were just a little, annoying kids, but for some reason his legs seemed like bags of stones, he was not able to move, he held his breath seeing as the younger boy was now trying to put the whole length of ice cream inside his mouth, gagging a little. The boys licked their lips clean, slowly moving tongue across the top and bottom lip in a suggestive way. Then they laughed, turned away and started walking back to the main street.

“I don't get it!” Jaxon stated, still sucking on the top of the popsicle. “But yeah, he was looking at me.”

“Well, I bet he was imagining that you are sucking his dick.” Sergio laughed, mocking Jaxon, giving him a friendly pat on the back.

“Wait, so... Do people really mean it when they say it?” Jaxon asked, not sure if he understood his friend correctly.

“Mean what?”

“Sucking dick, like... putting it in your mouth? I thought this is just a thing you say. Like eat a shit or fuck yourself.” The younger boy blurted out, feeling all confused. It never struck him before, but now he felt that his mind is blown as the sudden realization came to him.

“Are you serious?” The black-haired boy gave him a funny look. “You know, I'm trying to find a girlfriend for a reason. It must feel amazing. Man, they really sheltered you. I remember when you were asking me what 2 girls 1 cup is.” Sergio recalled, laughing even louder. He could not stop for solid few seconds.

“I even asked my mom what is it...” Jaxon said, feeling terrible shame overcoming him. “I felt so stupid, but my classmate dared me to ask her. Hey stop laughing!”

“You asked YOUR MOM?” Sergio was now cackling so loud that he could not breathe. Some tears appeared in his eyes, he grabbed his belly, trying to calm himself, but a single glance at Jaxon's annoyed face was enough to keep it going. “Oh, shit, Jaxon! I can't! I... Haha-ha! What-What did she said?”

“She told me to never watch it, because I will be traumatized for the rest of my life and that it is worse than ten Bloody Mary's at once. I guess I kind of believe it.” Jaxon explained.

Sergio was still laughing uncontrollably as they walked down the street, getting closer to Jaxon's home. The young boy was not sure what to think – this morning was really different from what he expected and what's worse he could not say what is ahead of him. His mind was filled with different ideas and all the new things he learned recently. Just a few days ago he was not able to figure out what type of content might be posted on higher level's boards, but now he suspected that it was everything Sergio told him about.

To say the truth he knew a bit about sex, but considered it nothing more or less but a procreation act. It changed as soon as the teenager discovered masturbation, thanks to Kyle. Now his mind was bombarded with more questions. For example, he knew that gay people exist, but was never curious about the way they had sex. His Latino friend was right – due to lack of exposure to porn Jaxon remained pure, which seemed a bit unusual for a boy his age. Catching up on things, he pushed forward, discovering the new world which seemed scary at times. There was nobody he could talk with, Sergio just kept laughing at his questions. Knowing he needed to explore the unknown terrain by himself, Jaxon hoped he will find some guide, who will hold his hand and show him around. Kyle was that guy, but he was nowhere to be found now. He evaporated, vanished along with Jaxon's innocence.

After saying goodbye to Sergio Jaxon walked inside his home, enjoying cold air filling it. His body was covered in a sweat, this was yet another sunny, cloudless day in California, which made people lazy, as they knew that staying home is the only option. The clock showed five minutes past midday when Jaxon prepared himself some quick meal, grabbing also his favorite snacks and bottle of fresh, cold water. He was about to leave when he looked at the kitchen sink, full of dishes stacked up to the top. Not so long ago he used to help his mother with these, but the woman insisted that she is fine doing them. Plus, as a maniac of healthy living style she was rather scared, seeing how much water was being wasted when Jaxon was doing the dishes.

It took him almost a half of an hour to finish his task - he enjoyed it for some reason, washing every single bowl, cup, and a cutlery, watching as the dirt disappeared. Taking off the rubber gloves, he cleaned up his own hands and humming some not well-known tune he headed to his own room, holding the food he prepared before. His kingdom was still there, waiting for him to open the gates of both pleasure and curiousness. To his own surprise, he was not quite eager to visit the board, remembering that all people are spamming him, requesting all sort of videos. Jaxon decided to play some computer games - above all he wanted to have some fun, wondering if any of his school's friends are playing Team Fortress 2 right now.

While his thoughts were revolving around the game now, he kept wondering what should he do next. There were some certain moments when he wanted to delete his account on the board and stay away from all the sexual stuff, Sergio was right, it changed him a bit. And the Latino boy was not lying about other people either – they were checking Jaxon out, some people clearly wished to be around him, touch him, stroke his hair and hear his voice. Simply because he was a cute boy, like a cute, little puppy, always cheerful and active. But the board was different, these people were different, their influence was stronger, they had no limits telling him how amazing he was, they had no shame. He was lost in thoughts, he did not want to become one of them, he wanted to be a normal kid.

What was the definition of normal? Was it normal for fourteen-year-old kid like Sergio to look for a girlfriend who will suck his penis? Or was it normal to strip in front of your friend? Was it normal to masturbate and put something deep into your anus? Was masturbation even normal? He suspected that the definition may vary by person, place and situation, but he was not ready to pick one way and ignore the other. Jaxon was a smart kid and knew that things aren't just black and white – this is what his mother said. He promised to remember about it and respect everyone. Regardless of their choices. But every choice bears a consequence, changing the life forever.

It was five in the afternoon when he decided to check what new content was posted on the board. He needed it a bit, he was not horny at the moment, but the magic was happening pretty quickly. Jaxon noticed that as soon as his fingers brushed his groin he was getting erection – he was pretty sensitive kid, he tried to control it, control his emotions, thoughts, losing the battle every time. For one, he wondered if the Romanian boy responded to his private message, but he seemed to disappear also – teenager's thread was crawling with requests, the most recent photos were posted a few days ago.

The people in his own thread were going crazy, suggesting that he should post as soon as possible, show his perverted side, strip and masturbate for his devoted fans. Others were pretty mad at him that he locked up his Instagram, some asked if he will accept games on Steam – his thread was still top and kicking, attracting everyone who knew that this forum exists. A flood of messages and requests, a sea of comments, a lot of likes. They wanted to know more about him, learn his last name, location, school or even what is his shoe size. Jaxon ignored all of these, but knew that in the end they will win – he was not able to stop himself from masturbating. Recording a single session seemed like a good idea. It could bring him closer to higher level boards, this was like a game. A game with many achievements and he was becoming the very best player.

Okay, going to post something interesting. Stay tuned.

Placing the camera on the top of a desk he checked if the recording function is working fine and if it allows recording a movie in high quality. To say the truth, he knew nothing about movie making and editing but hoped that the board members will not mind, as long as he provides a hot content. Jaxon's thoughts returned to everything that happened on this day, Sergio's words of wisdom kept appearing in his mind. He was not feeling aroused just yet but knew this will change soon as he planned to keep downloading the movies and pictures, expanding his collection. Looking at the camera Jaxon pressed the recording button and walked back to his bed, so his whole silhouette was visible to viewers.

“Hi guys, ummm...” He blurted out, staring at the red, blinking dot on the top of the device. His mouth seemed dry for some reason, Jaxon was still full of doubt but tried to convince himself that making a single movie won't hurt anyone. “So, this is my first video. My name is Jaxon, I'm 12, 13 next month and I want to show you a little something. Enjoy.”

Sliding his shirt over head he tried to act professionally, recalling other boys who recorded their own movies. His both hands rested on the top of his smooth, skinny chest and he started massaging it, making small circles, going down slowly. This time, he was not playing with his nipples. Instead, he moved single finger down, across the rib cage as if he was counting his ribs, which were clearly visible under the translucent skin. Jaxon took a deep breath, realizing how nervous he was, some sweat gathered on his hands, the abdominal muscles were all clenched up, their outline visible to the camera. For some reason, the air seemed to have a stronger freshly cut grass aroma, Jaxon inhaled on it, feeling better right away.

The boy tried to smile, positioned his hand closer to his navel and shoved it slowly below the waistband, reaching his target, feeling that he is almost there. His penis seemed to emanate some kind of aura around it – it was sending waves of hotness all around Jaxon's groin, the boy felt it on his hand when he approached the erected shaft. Upon grabbing it with his sweaty hand he stroked the hardness slowly, feeling that the dry, exposed tip is brushing against the fabric of the boxer-briefs. He hated the sensation but did not want to strip completely just yet.

He turned the recording off and figured out that this will not be enough. That they won't rest until they see him doing it all, as they stated in requests. They wanted to see his body in all boyish glory, covered in sweat, wet from pleasure as he fondles himself, doing the thing teenage boys are best at. The members on the board wished to hear every moan escaping his throat, they wanted Jaxon to expose himself fully, imagining the smell of his boyish body and spasms taking over it as he reached the edge. Jaxon knew this because he had the same thoughts while watching videos posted on the board, but he was special one – a pure child being corrupted by desire, the highest rated member of the board, the most praised one. And he wanted to keep this status, provide video so hot that they will promote him right away.

“Okay, here's my second video, make sure to like it. If you don't I won't post more.” He stated, sitting on the bed, his hand was still inside his underwear, wrapped around the semi-erected shaft, which was as hot and pulsating as before. Jaxon could swear that this part of his body was just the hottest one, burning with flames of lust and desire.

Sensing that his heart is pounding from the excitement Jaxon stood up in front of the camera, so only his lower part of the body was visible. Sliding the waistband down gently he stopped when once his lower abdomen was exposed, feeling that the underwear is pressing painfully against the base of his boyish organ. Just one rapid motion was enough to free him from any remaining clothing, leave him naked as on the day he was born, exposed in front of the strangers, who pretended to be his internet friends. But Jaxon played it slow, moved his hands down the groin, pressing them against the hairless pubic mound, caressing it, pinching, pulling the skin upwards, seeing as the hidden shaft, attached to it, was moving also.

Turning his back to the camera he showed his partially exposed, round buttocks and wiggled them in front of the camera, freeing them fully from the underwear. Jaxon massaged them slowly, squeezing on the soft skin, parting the two globes slightly. Scratching the surface with his fingernails, leaving the red traces behind, he felt all excited, knowing that this is just a warm up. Single finger ventured down his crack, damp from sweat. He brushed it against the tightened-up hole and moaned for the first time this evening. The viewers were not able to see his delicate opening, but he knew that this was just a matter of time.

Jaxon did his usual thing, after retracting the finger he moved it to his lips, looking at the camera. Enjoying the taste and smell of his own sweat the boy put the finger inside his mouth, sucking on it, recalling earlier popsicle sucking prank. He closed his eyes, biting on the flesh, licking it clean, sticking his tongue out, imagining that this was anything but his own, dirty finger. It could be a smelly, big penis, pressed against his lips, awaiting to penetrate them, he would not mind. He wanted to try it all, become the most perverted boy in the world, experience everything they sheltered him from. A second loud moan escaped his mouth.

All the tingly feelings were rising fairly quickly – as soon as he slid the underwear down his legs, he was not able to stop himself from grasping his boyish shaft. Still turned away from the camera he played with it, pinched the little foreskin nozzle on the top, wetting it up with his moist fingers, rolling the skin between them. He could not imagine how bad was it for these who were lacking foreskin, he remembered that some boys are cut, but he never saw one, excluding Kyle's. This little part of the body was sending shivers all over him, it was ultra sensitive, especially when it was sliding up and down the hard tip, allowing smooth movements. Jaxon examined himself, pulling the foreskin all the way down, as hard as he could. The pink glans was revealed, looking all swollen, pinkish color, full of blood flowing through it. Holding his penis still, making sure that the skin stays retracted, he turned his front to the camera, recording his loins in all glory.

Moving a bit closer to the camera he put his penis right next to the recording device, so every part of it was visible, the little bumps underside the glans, the fold of puckered foreskin, the little urethra and frenulum, and the very top of the hairless sack, which held Jaxon's testicles close to his body. Shortly speaking – it was truly a mouth watering scene for every average pervert who adored boys like him. And it left nothing for imagination, the jewels were on display. Jaxon started stroking his shaft using just two fingers. He ran them up and down softly, moving the skin along with them, making it cover and reveal the glans every few seconds. When it was covered he grabbed the tip of the delicate foreskin and stretched it away from his body, producing a delicious tension in its nerve endings, he adored playing with this little part of his body.

And this is how the second video ended.

Of course, ultimately Jaxon was aiming to reach orgasm in front of them all but wanted to delay this for as long as possible. He was not sure how this worked, but as soon as he reached the orgasm he seemed to lose all interest in sexual things. This lasted just for few minutes, but was unusual feeling, as if there was some kind of switch deep into his brain, controlling his actions and emotions. The switch of pleasure, desire and regret.

It took him almost forty minutes to post and save newly made content to the board. Jaxon knew that he will record the third movie regardless of the number of likes. He wanted it for himself also, to see his body and his reactions, as the joy of discovery is crossing his face. He was eager to try some things, he could not escape it, not now when everyone assured him how amazing it must feel. Plus, he was not disappointed so far, his private parts provided him the most delightful emotions he had ever felt. This was not going to be any different, Jaxon suspected.

“Okay, let's see...” He thought, looking at his index and middle fingers, running the third finger over them. They seemed so big all of sudden. “This is going to be funny. On the other side, they were doing it with bigger things. It's just a finger.”

Positioning the camera in front of his bed, he took a deep breath, turning the recording on. Once the red dot appeared on the top of the device he climbed onto the bed, lying down on his back, putting every fragment of his immature body on display. Jaxon placed a pillow under his head, so he could look directly into the camera's lens, having an eye contact with his viewers. Resting his both hands to the sides he moved them over his groin, wrapping fingers around his still erected penis, cupping his testicles with the second. Doing it as slow as before, Jaxon teased himself, using fingertips to gently press all soft and sensitive spots he discovered recently. His glans was a bit wet, but he decided to make it extra slippery and spat on his palm, positioning it over the hard knob. Pressing the open hand against the tip of his shaft he moaned loudly, massaging it, feeling as the tender surface is getting moister and more responsive every moment. At some point he just had to stop, it made him feel uncomfortable.

Jaxon's second hand was sliding down slowly, below the groin area, between boy's buttocks, which were pressing against the bed, all tensed up from the amount of pleasure boy was experiencing. Using one finger he slid it down the crack, trying to find his boyish hole. Obviously, it was all clenched up, not expecting the coming assault. For now, the teenager was just rubbing the puckered, sweaty skin around the opening, trying to relax. The anus closed instinctively when boy pinched his hypersensitive frenulum as if there was some kind of nerve connecting these two soft spots on his body.

Seeing as his glans was now all purple Jaxon knew that it was time to focus solely on his virgin hole. He was curious to experience it, wondering if his fingers will fit in there. At first it seemed impossible, but he figured out that the muscles could be stretched easily – somehow he never had problems pooping, and knew that this was no different, just approach from the other side. After all, this worked fine for all the boys from the board, who were putting different objects inside their holes. It was a matter of constant training, there was even section on the board regarding it, will all sort of useful tips.

Rising and spreading his hips to the sides, allowing himself an easier access to the hole, he showed it to the camera. The pinkish-brown opening located in the middle of the crack glistened a bit as Jaxon kept tickling it with his finger, covering it with more sweat, preparing himself for the intrusion. He noticed how strange and surreal the surface felt as he traced it with his finger, feeling that his nail is going across every rim and valley around the clenched anus. Sergio mentioned that people are fucking each other in the ass, was he going to do it? Could Jaxon imagine that it was someone's hard and big shaft inside him, not his own fingers? Someone's body next to his? Someone using his virgin hole, going in and out rapidly, just like the slippery vegetables used by boys from the board?

After sliding two fingers inside his mouth, licking them, covering them with a lot of spit, Jaxon pulled his legs up, to his chest, causing the buttocks to spread by itself. The boy was patient, he began by covering the hole with the saliva, circling both fingers around the reddened rectum. It seemed to live on its own, winking at the viewers, closing and opening as the boy was breathing. As soon as the hole was lubricated Jaxon lined up both fingers in front of it and began to press forward.

It responded right away, clenching, fighting the unexpected intruder. He was so tight that merely a tip of single finger went inside, the boy began to drill it to the sides. Seeing no result Jaxon put the finger in the mouth once again, sucking on it hungrily, returning to his work shortly after, pushing inside. A grimace crossed his face when a faint wave of pain swept over his body, his muscles were slowly parting, the sphincter gave way to the slippery object as the walls were now coated in boy's spit.

“It feels so hot inside.” Jaxon thought, feeling that half of his index finger was now inside, squeezed from all the sides. “And so damn tight.”

Retracting the finger for the second time, he looked at it, making sure that there are no unpleasant surprises and began licking it from his own juices, wetting it once again, hoping that this time he will succeed. Of course, his anus was still fighting, clenching, burning with some strange sensations, the pain turned into pleasure. Jaxon whimpered and moaned at the same time, feeling that his whole body is tensing up he pressed as hard as he could, getting into previously unexplored areas, defeating the last parts of the muscles. Then, as he groaned loudly, his knuckle touched the puckered, violated surface. The teenager knew he penetrated himself fully. Drilling the finger to the sides he began going in and out carefully and screamed when his nail brushed against something inside his rectum.

“What the hell?” He asked himself, forgetting that he is recording the movie. He found yet another soft, sensitive spot which almost sent him over the edge. “Where was it?” He muttered, wiggling his fingertip to all sides.

He could not know that it was his prostate – the well hidden boyish gland which responded quickly to any kind of stimulation. But in Jaxon's case, there was more – some kids get red hair, freckles, heterochromia, but Jaxon received rather a unique gift from nature. An extremely sensitive prostate – as soon as boy fondled it again he let out a loud moan, feeling that his whole body shivered, and some strange electric sensation appeared in his balls as if someone was squeezing them gently. He was on the edge, unable to stop it anymore.

Massaging the prostate with a single finger, examining its delicate structure Jaxon felt tears in his eyes. The teenager never felt so good, wished that this will last forever. His moans sounded like he was bawling and was unable to stop. Barely able to catch his breath Jaxon was now reaching his anal orgasm, feeling that the flames of lust are simply unbearable now, his body was like a million of little particles, each filled with unreal pleasure. He clenched his eyes, a grimace crossed his face - Jaxon gasped for breath, swearing that his finger will get crushed by his tightening rectum. The boyish testicles were exploding as well, pulsating few times every second, they seemed to grow and shrink at the same time. Jaxon felt that he needs to pee badly and to his surprise something started spurting out of his painfully erected shaft, splattering against his abdomen.

But it was not the thing he expected. It was not the white liquid he saw before in other movies. It was warm, transparent substance, which kept oozing from the urethra as his penis trembled up and down. Some of it leaked down boy's sides, covering the freshly washed sheets. Jaxon could not believe it, after dipping the finger in fluid and bringing it up to his nose he felt the aroma of a fresh urine. He peed himself for some reason and was not sure if this was related to the newly discovered spot inside his rectum. Looking at all the mess he was not sure what to do, knowing that the room will stink badly if he leaves it like that. Getting up, feeling that the pee is dripping down his legs he rushed to the bathroom, jumping into the shower. Jaxon hissed loudly when the cold water hit his still burning body and his hard boyish organ. For some reason he was feeling exhausted, still trying to calm down after the massive orgasm. He heard some distant voice and panicked. Was it his father? He was not supposed to be here. Not for the next few hours.

Hurrying outside, getting back to his room, with his body still wet from water, he reached for the camera and turned it off, throwing it below the desk. Jaxon could swear that his dad was now getting closer, he heard his footsteps in the hallway. Jumping on the bed he quickly covered himself with the blanket just the moment the door to his room opened. The boy's little heart was pounding so bad he thought he is having some kind of attack.

“Jaxon? What are you doing?” The man asked, his eyes were now locked on his son. His face expressed concern, he was clearly tired. “I called you twice.”

“I was just taking a shower.” Jaxon answered in a soft voice, pulling the quilt a bit higher, so it covered his naked, water covered arms, failing to notice that the tent formed by his boyish erection was visible to his father, standing in the doorway. “I'm, ummm....”

“Son, I think we need to talk. Now.”

“Huh? What happened?” The boy asked tentatively, seeing as the man became serious all of sudden.

“Dress up and meet me in the living room.” Carter stated and added. “I was checking your computer this morning.” The man left the room, closing the door behind him, leaving the astonished boy behind.

“Dad, wait!” Jaxon shouted, looking for his boxer-briefs, finding them on the floor, lying next to the bed. The teenager suspected his father knew it all, discovered the secret, figured out that Jaxon was just a little pervert. For a brief second, he considered running away from home. He could not face the shame, he could not look at his father. Perhaps the man saw the photos as well? Better not, this would be a disaster.

Feeling the terrible cold stone down his stomach he opened the door and walked to the living room. Jaxon could swear that his legs are heavy and he is barely able to move, he tried to find some excuses, a logical explanation for his behavior. He was not sure if his father will love him anymore. Carter was waiting for him, watching TV, but as soon as Jaxon approached him he turned it off, pointing to the armchair on the opposite side of the room. A long silence filled the room as they stared at each other, trying to find correct words. This was not an easy task, not for Carter.

“Okay, I will just start by saying that I can not ignore it anymore.” The man broke the silence, raising his hand, seeing as his son tried to say something. “Let me finish. I was a teenage boy like you one, I know how it feels, and I know that you are growing up. I noticed that you are changing rapidly, but I ask you to respect our rules. I feel that every time I'm walking into your room it stinks even more, not to mention the underwear and socks scattered all around it. This will not do.” The man explained, using his casual voice.

“That's it?” Jaxon asked, biting his lip, trying not to break an eye contact.

“No, I'm worried a bit. I said I was checking your computer and saw it. You were playing till midnight yesterday, pretending to be asleep. I know that back when mom was alive she was controlling your computer every few days and I don't really want to do this. But I ask you to be honest with me. Especially now, when you are growing up. We block certain internet content, and this is for your good.” Carter continued, taking a sip of refreshing soda. He was heading for the final, most difficult part of the conversation. “I know that your body is acting really weird, but this is normal. As for the sexual things. If you have any... questions regarding these I think I could help you. It's difficult for me, believe me, and stop rolling your eyes, Jaxon. Nothing? So, there's a penis and vag...”

“Dad, stop it!” Jaxon exclaimed, covering his eyes. “Stop, stop, stop!”

“Alright, so... no questions?”

“No!” Jaxon shouted, feeling all relaxed. It was not as bad as he expected. “Never in a billion years!”

Nodding, Carter asked his son what happened in the swimming pool and what are his plans for tomorrow. They spent rest of evening together preparing the supper, talking, cleaning up the home. Jaxon hasn't got a chance to upload the last video to the board, he did not want to be caught doing it and decided to wait till late night. In the end, he felt even more exhausted as they both rested on the couch, snuggled against each other watching TV, discussing things, the past, present and future. For the very first time in few days, Carter was free from work, focusing his thoughts on his beloved family. He was getting back on the track and wished that Daniel was here with them. The youngest family member was returning tomorrow and there was a big surprise awaiting him.

Carter decided it few days ago – he needed to escape from the city, rest a bit, live away from all the problems, have some real holiday. Bathe in the sea, climb the mountains, eat a decent dinner, have some fun. Knowing that boys will love it also he was taking them camping at the place they all liked.

The man felt that something is not quite right, his older son was all nervous and while he appeared to be sleeping Carter could swear that Jaxon is just pretending, as he heard some soft mumbles escaping boy's throat. Looking at his peaceful face the man stroked his boy's hair, sensing that teenager's body is all tensed up. If only the young one trusted him and told him about everything that happened, it would make their life easier. He was always ready to advise him, show the safe path through darkness full of terrors.

Another low moan could be heard as boy repositioned himself, blinked twice and feel asleep once more, resting his head against father's shoulder. Jaxon's voice was a low one, distant, as if the boy was talking in his sleep, arguing with someone in his dream, in some unknown world. And the question caught Carter off the guard.

“D-Dad. Wh-What about boys who like boys?”

“It's normal, your uncle is like this.” Carter stated, whispering into his son's ear. “But people will never understand, some of them will blame you, point his fingers at you and laugh. It won't be easy, not at all. But I will support you, no matter what. Jaxon?”

No response. Carter could not be sure if his son heard the answer, but once the movie ended he turned the TV off, sitting there in total silence and darkness, listening to Jaxon's deep breath, feeling hotness radiating from his body. He was thinking a lot, Jaxon's little body was so fragile, his mind so vulnerable, the man wished to protect his son's pure and perfect live, make sure no harm happens to him. Shedding a tear he recalled the day his son was born, on the eleventh day of September, back in 2003. They said he barely made it, the boy did not open his eyes for a week, keeping his little fists clenched as if he was preparing to fight the world. This was Jaxon, his firstborn son, the best kid in the whole universe – thanks to him Carter realized what does it mean to truly love someone, knowing that nothing will change it.

The life was brutal for them both, but Carter swore to his dying wife that Jaxon will stay safe and joyful, no matter what. It seemed so easy now when his twelve years old son was sleeping, snoring from time to time. He was a perfect little bird. Grabbing Jaxon's delicate body he carried him back to boy's room. Undressing him slowly, sliding boy's shirt and pants off he noticed how much has Jaxon changed within the last few months. Months that seemed like a days. Making sure the little guy is still dreaming his best dreams he kissed his forehead and left the place. Carter's eyes welled up with more tears.