Hi, I'm Jaxon!
Chapter 8 - The Coconut oil

Status of Jaxon's likes: 890

Number of achieved orgasms: 6

They say that the time flies fast when you are having fun and it was not different this time. The two days seemed like two hours, filled with all sorts of activities, accompanied by the happiness, Daniel's cries and Jaxon's loud laughter. It worked perfectly every time, they could be on the edge of sadness, but hanging out in their favorite place, camping, spending time with nature, away from trappings of the modern world was enough to regenerate both spirit and body. They needed it, Carter wished he could stay here forever, knowing that his normal routine will greet him with nothing but bitter disappointment, things were far from being alright. He just never shared his thoughts with his sons, they would not understand.

Sure, Jaxon seemed mature enough, he was always a smart one, smarter than rest of the kids. But the man was not able to say if this was the truth, or if the never ending love he felt for his sons obscured all of the boys' flaws. Carter found it easy to forgive them all the little pranks and some more serious things boys did in the past, considering some of them his own fault. Being aware that he won't be able to control Jaxon all day and night long he hoped that the boy has some common sense and will learn from his own mistakes. The boy was old enough to make his own choices and learned to answer for them, regardless of the outcome.

It was not that easy to forget one of them, the most recent one, which made him and his wife angry once they found out. The school called them, asking for an urgent meeting in the principal's office, saying that Jaxon did something inappropriate. Once they both get there they saw few other parents of Jaxon's classmates, all screaming and nervous. This memory was not pleasant, rather disappointing, for few moments Carter thought he failed as a parent. He recalled Jaxon's blank face once the principal told them what is this about.

Carter was teaching his son to respect to all people, regardless of their age, gender or race, including his English teacher. Yes, it was about her – she discovered the not-so-super-secret blog Jaxon and his classmates were writing, posting all sort of offensive stuff regarding their super boring English classes, making fun of their teacher. Jaxon was grounded just for two days, his phone and tablet were confiscated. “Strange times.” Carter thought, realizing how everything changed. “Twenty years ago you would ground him home, now you send him to play outside, far from the electronics.”

It was still an early morning as they packed their things into the car, getting back home. One week passed since the funeral happened, it was the eight day of hot August, the Monday opening the next chapter of the tale. So far things went smooth, they got back on the track, both boys were still in a bit dreamy mood, hoping to get some more sleep once they are back home. Carter was thinking of his job, he needed to drive there right away after dropping boys at their place, he was all nervous thinking about it, hoping that this time he will not be late.

As for the camping itself – they loved it. Jaxon had to call Sergio to tell him that he won't be able to meet with him anytime soon. They agreed that swimming pool party on Monday will be fine and Jaxon looked forward to it, realizing that this day will be as hot as the previous ones. Of course, the developing teenager who was now aware of his sexuality found it hard to resist all the new urges growing within him. As you can imagine it was not easy for him to masturbate or fondle his privates when Daniel or his dad were always around, sitting, swimming, walking, hiking and eating next to him. Jaxon tried not to think about it, but noticed that his mood was changing rapidly as if he was unstable, his mind went in circles around the uneasy feeling down his groin.

The teenager tried it once. Making sure that everyone in the tent was sleeping he slid his hand down the underwear grabbing his erected shaft, which twitched in response. It seemed sticky, wet with sweat, the tent itself was full of warm air, three persons were sleeping next to each other. Jaxon could even hear and feel his brother's breath on his naked arm. Moving his hand up and down the shaft more and more rapidly, trying to breathe deeply, hiding his emotions Jaxon hit Daniel's nose with his elbow. The younger boy screamed right away and started crying, waking up everyone within one kilometer.

Oh, a pretty, poor boy. His dark brown eyes were full of tears, he was bawling for no obvious reason, being more scared than hurt. Daniel was a pretty delicate boy and a sensitive one, this was why he had no friends. Most of his classmates made fun of him and he preferred to stay home inside, play, have a small circle of friends who shared his interests. To say the truth Daniel wanted to be like his older brother, but his character would never allow it, Jaxon was an easy-going lad and Daniel was extremely shy. Jaxon had a nicely styled haircut, Daniel had one a big mess on his head. The younger boy could be brought to tears by everything. By sad news he heard on the TV, by people who were not as fortunate as he was, by someone laughing at him. Sufficient to say he needed a lot of support, his mind and body were fragile. In the past months, he used to attend the therapy sessions, to address the thoughts, feelings, and problems, to find some possible solution. But nobody could explain what was going on inside boy's brain.

There was more about Daniel. The little boy often dreamed the worst of nightmares, wetting his bed, screaming for the mother, quickly realizing that she is gone, crying even more. Daniel refused to tell this to anyone, but he knew that the grandma could not stand him anymore, she was angry at him for doing it again, she could not understand what was wrong with her grandchild. And Daniel hoped only to get some more attention, he wanted someone to love him, spend time with him, he wanted to live and love, but felt empty at times. Even Jaxon ignored the depressed brother, saying that one day things will be just fine. But this was a lie, one big lie – it could not get any better when both his brother and father ignored him instead of spending every minute of their life with him.

Of course, thanks to the camping in Malibu he was able to forget about all the sad moments, enjoying every moment when his relatives were close to him. He even smiled and laughed when his dad recalled the memory of him hugging people's legs two or three years ago.

“Make sure to eat something. Jaxon can make some quick sandwiches, right?” Carter pleaded as they were driving back home, turning his head to the oldest son, who was sitting next to him in the front seat. “And don't forget the coconut oil.”

“I know dad, it's hard to forget about this one.” Jaxon stated, keeping his eyes closed, hoping to get some more rest. Sure, he liked to get up early, but they went to sleep pretty late. “I still don't understand it, you know. I just... ”

“It was your mom's idea. I think it's working pretty well for everything.” Carter answered, looking at the clock. “We will be there in like twenty minutes, get some sleep if you want. Daniel? Are you...” He glanced at the younger son. “Yeah, he is. You ok, Jaxon? We haven't really got a chance to talk.”

“I'm alright dad, just tired.” The older boy soothing the man, barely keeping himself from admitting how horny he was. Right now the sensation subdued due to his mood. But Jaxon had a hard time admitting he was addicted to it. “Really, it's nothing.”

His brain was full of the things he learned in the past years, he liked to read some random articles, discover new things, he was a curious boy who tried to impress everyone with his knowledge. Jaxon recalled reading an article about addictions and how easy it is to become addicted to anything once you taste it. This is why he was avoiding smoking at any cost, his mother taught him that smoking sucks and he believed it with his whole heart, he could not imagine changing his mind at any point of his life. Alcohol? Sure, he tried it once when his father left the beer in the kitchen. The taste was not pleasant, so bitter and dry, maybe a little sour, the little boy hated it. Watching a lot of YouTube videos he knew what drunk people are capable of, he never wished to become one of them.

However, the masturbation thing got him really hard and he was feeling some light withdrawal symptoms, thinking of the board, all the content he is about to see. Jaxon could not be aware of it, but he became addicted to the dopamine and the little bits of adrenaline which surged through him when he browsed the forbidden content. He loved all these tingly feelings, the joy of discovery, the little needles of pleasure pricking all over him. But for Jaxon the masturbation itself was not a problem – he loved it, he loved being a horny teenage boy exploring his sexuality, doing all these risky things. The teenager found it easy to justify himself – he was not hurting anyone, the masturbation was causing no harm to him, he was still the same, cute boy, who needed to address new needs which appeared in his body as he was growing up. This was no different from breathing or eating – sexuality was an important part of his life, the part he ignored for so long before.

“You seem sad. Just saying. Well, Daniel's psychologist said that there's nothing strange about it, but I can't really recall being that depressed when I was your age.” The man stated, speaking his mind. “I think it's easier to get lost now when you can have and buy everything you want. People are just going stupid, mad, I see this in my work, if you knew what shit are we recording right now...” Carter started venting out, Jaxon listened to him carefully. “People need this. A brainless entertainment, you know what I'm talking about?”

“The shows I'm not allowed to watch?” The boy asked, rolling his eyes. If only Carter knew that all this content was available on the internet, attracting all sorts of young viewers who found it entertaining. Jaxon was not one of them, he preferred to stick to the internet shows.

“I saw it last week. Some idiot women competing for a guy because he’s rich. The psychotic mom dressing up her kid like a prostitute, the people eating weird food, recording their reactions. It's scary.”

“It's stupid.” Jaxon answered, he actually agreed with his father.

“I'm glad you said that. I would hate to explain to you why these shows are worth nothing at all. But... Daniel, he spends a lot of time in front of the TV lately. Make sure he sticks to the cartoons.”

“Some cartoons are stupid too. I wish they aired classic Pokemon again, eh...” Jaxon looked outside of the car with some strange melancholy. It was just a few years ago and it felt like a century. He loved the damned intro song, singing it in front of TV every time.

Once they reached the West Hills area Jaxon felt all excited, knowing that their home is just around the corner. Daniel has woken up, asking if Carter will spend this day with them. He could not understand why his father was working for so long and so often, especially now when their home felt so empty, he clearly needed someone to hold his hand. Of course, Jaxon did his thing – he assured his younger brother that they will have one great afternoon. For some reason Daniel liked Sergio, he was much more cheerful around him, he joked, played, shouted, trying to get some attention. There was also Tyler, Jaxon's classmate, Daniel loved to be around him, he considered both of them his older friends as he preferred boys who were wiser and stronger than him. They were nice to him, they weren't picking on him and they respected him despite his young age.

“Can Sergio come now? Please, call him, Jaxon, please, please, please!” The young boy squealed. His voice was all loud and enthusiastic, ringing in Jaxon's ears.

“I need to do... some stuff. Take a shower for example. You need one too. Right, dad?”

“I don't need a shower! We will swim in the pool! My feet do not stink! Yours do!” Daniel felt offended. He found it hard to obey his brother's commands sometimes, but if Sergio asked him the same he was more than ready to do it.

“Da-Daaaad! Tell him!” Jaxon said in a low voice, slowly, putting emphasis on the last word.

“Listen to your brother, Daniel. He knows what is good for you.” The man stated, looking at the clock. They were out of time.

As he parked the car in the front yard he told both boys to grab their backpacks, making them promise that they will behave nicely and won't burn the whole building down. Sure, he trusted them, but they were young boys – the safety never came first when they wanted to do something and their mind was full of ideas, weird ones. Jaxon was the one to blame – when he was younger he actually tried to repeat some dangerous tricks and experiments he saw on the internet. The one with an egg falling into the water was his master trick, he liked to show it off to all the guests. Breaking the eggs, splashing the water around. Not every attempt was successful.

However, Daniel seemed to learn from him and had quite big desire to mimic his older sibling. Even more eggs were shattered in the process. A true food waste, their mother was never happy about it. Now, when they both walked inside home Daniel still felt insulted.

“My feet are fine!” The little boy said all of sudden, kicking his shoes off. He sat on the floor, lifting his foot to his face, sniffing it. “See? Yours stink! Like your room!”

“This is why I'm taking a shower, stupid.” Jaxon answered, rolling his eyes, looking away for a second, into the kitchen. He needed to prepare some breakfast first.

Just then he felt some unexpected grip on his leg, his whole body jumped. Jaxon looked down to see his little brother holding him tightly. The boy leaned closer to Jaxon's foot and inhaled on it as if he was trying to prove his point. To his surprise there was no unpleasant scent he expected, it smelled like his own, just some sweat, nothing more or less. Daniel still decided to play along, pretending that what he just did was the most traumatic experience that happened in his young life. He pinched his nose, began coughing, wiggling his body on the floor.

“It was so gross. Like a... like a million of dead ants mixed with farts.” The boy exclaimed, running to the living room, covering his mouth.

“You are weird, bro!” Jaxon shouted, but was not sure if his brother was able to hear his voice. Shrugging, he walked into the kitchen, sighing loudly.

It took him solid twenty minutes to prepare a quick breakfast consisting of bacon, boiled eggs, and some toasts, he added an extra portion of vegetables knowing that Daniel liked them. As for Jaxon – he was a fan of the healthy lifestyle but was not as obsessed about it, some occasional Taco Bell was fine. He just avoided McDonald's, considering it the worst fast food ever. Their deceased mother taught them both how important it is to eat healthy, not highly-processed food, linking it with every possible disease and illness. She was also one of these in anti-vaccines movement, believing that some medicines can cause autism and depression. Ditching the pills and using the food as medicine was her motto, she followed it till the end. The coconut oil was one of these things that they still used. A miracle, a natural product, a gift from gods.

After passing the breakfast to Daniel Jaxon rushed inside his room, knowing that his younger brother will not bother him for the next half of an hour. The teenager wanted to check his progress on board, see if there's any new content. He actually managed to upload the last video before going to the camp, he wondered what was the feedback, recalling how good he felt pushing his finger deep into his own tight rectum, touching this thing deep inside. To say the truth he wanted to experience it again, but this time preferred to avoid any unpleasant surprises like peeing on himself. Of course, this is what people on the board liked, a lot of comments described how amazed they were, seeing him in total ecstasy, that this was one of the hottest movies ever posted. Some weirdos even asked him to drink the pee! Jaxon's ratings and likes were only going up. These people appreciated every single thing he posted, every single word, they kept praising him, feeding his pride. Grabbing his laptop he went into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. This was his private time, the time he needed so badly.

As usual, he checked if there's any message from Micutul or if Kyle finally appeared on Skype. Both boys disappeared, there was no trace of them. Jaxon tried to understand what was going on, justify it, he sent another message to the Romanian boy, asking if he is alright, he still had some questions. If only he could discuss the board with someone else, with any of his friends. He knew that Sergio would not approve it, he would be shocked to learn the things Jaxon was doing.

Some user suggested that Jaxon needs just a few more likes to achieve next level, saying that it will leave him speechless. Obviously, the horny teenage boy wanted to know what's up there, what content he will see once he gets the second rank. Plus, he planned his next videos already, back at the camp. Jaxon kept fantasizing of this moment, of exposing himself, his mind was focused on the dream of reaching climax and he wished to do it the same way as before, with the finger between his cheeks. This time, he aimed to use the second finger as well, keep stretching himself. Somehow the rest of boys managed to do it, he wanted to be as good as them. Not a big surprise when it comes to internet points, right?

“Hi there, guys!” His silent voice could be heard as he pressed the recording button, sitting on the floor in front of the camera.

Jaxon undressed rather quickly, sliding his shirt and pants along with underwear, revealing his naked body within seconds. Being aware that his time is limited he wished to do this as soon as possible, deliver some content, take the shower, release the tension. The only piece of clothing he was still wearing were his black socks, he peeled them down slowly, wiggling his toes to the recording device. He recalled what Daniel said few moments ago and curiously grabbed his foot, leaning closer to it, pressing his cute nose against the damp surface. Sure, he knew that his little brother was lying, but decided to check it anyway. A large inhale of breath filled his lungs with the boyish musk, the sweat mixed with dirt and cologne. The teenager liked his own smell and here it seemed richer, sharper, the essence of his body, reminding him of the scent he felt after exhausting physical education lessons.

Sticking out his tongue he placed the wet tip at the smallest toe, pressing it against the skin, tasting himself. At first, it was not different from licking his fingers, but he noticed that the flavor is all different, more salty, a bit milky, he could totally sense some delicate tone of soil as well. Looking at the camera he put the second toe into his mouth as well, sucking on it hungrily, wetting the skin, some of the spit dripped down the foot and his chin as he adored his own body, getting more aroused. The viewers could also see Jaxon's penis, soft at first, which hardened with every second as the boy kept worshiping his feet.

His pink, silky soles seemed to stretch and wrinkle as he kept tickling the sensitive skin using his tongue, washing it from all dirt and the sweat covering it before. Sliding the tongue between his toes he marked his path, leaving a wet trail behind, gathering all the dirt and dust. All the white soft spots on his foot became pink as soon as he pressed them, sending delicate waves of pleasure through his body.

Opening his mouth wide Jaxon tried to fit more of his foot inside, swallowing four toes at once, chewing on the delicate flesh, biting it carefully, sliding the tongue all over it. Spreading the toes one by one he visited every nook and cranny, pushing his tongue in between them. His soft moans were muffled, his warm breath tickled the wet surface. The horny teenager was surprised how arousing it was, a single caress, a single lick or touch could easily send him over the edge. He was full of it, full of the unusual taste, the scent, full of emotions and lust. The fact that his second hand wrapped around the erected shaft was not helpful, Jaxon was not able to stop himself from masturbating. Breaking the chains of tension was the only thing he yearned for.

Jaxon's bladder was almost full, he never noticed this before, focusing entirely on the sexual pressure radiating from his crotch. He felt it now, his abdomen was painful, his shaft seemed to sting a little bit. Grabbing the camera he started recording another movie, pointing the device at his hard boyish organ, walking closer to the toilet bowl. Adjusting his position, retracting the foreskin, pressing his penis down, he began to push, sensing that urine is about to leave his body. The bathroom was filled with the loud sound of pee splashing against the porcelain of the toilet, Jaxon felt relief right again, sighed and let out a loud fart, unable to stop it. A true teenage boy.

These were the two movies he uploaded right away. After getting into the shower he left the door opened so the camera could still record the third film, the hottest one in his opinion. Jaxon wanted to delay his orgasm, but his hands were not quite listening. As soon as the warm shower water splattered against his young body his hands went down and rested on boy's pelvis. The first one cupped his testicles which were hanging down in a loose sack, all wrinkled and stretched. Using his fingertips Jaxon massaged the delicate eggs, examined them. Feeling the hot drops of water falling down on the tip of his immature penis he moaned loudly, the sensation was so great and stimulating, especially when the whole glans was exposed to it.

The second hand moved down between his cheeks - Jaxon felt all thrilled as soon as his damp hole was stroked by them. He needed to penetrate it badly, violate it, drill his way to the sensitive prostate. Standing under the steamy, hot shower he felt all relaxed, he took a deep breath, enjoying the smell of pure water and detergents, closing his eyes, parting his mouth, allowing some water to flow inside. Jaxon tasted the sweet taste of it, spitting it out, feeling that more of it is streaming down his body, to the drain. Grabbing the shower gel he squeezed the container, coating his hand with the slippery substance. Spreading it on his whole body he massaged himself, the white foam was washed down rather quickly leaving his skin clean and pure, smelling like the coconut.

Jaxon played with his erected shaft, pulling the skin up and down, rubbing the gel against delicate skin and glans removing any dirt and boyish smegma covering it. He rolled the penis between two hands, freeing this his arousal is peaking once again. A single touch, a feather falling down on the glans, a wet kiss, anything could make him come now. Focusing his attention on his buttocks he began soaping them, grasping both globes, parting them, feeling that water is hitting his virgin hole, which turned him on even more. Before sitting down on the floor in front of the camera he grabbed the shower gel, he knew it will be much more useful than his own spit. Letting the water fall down onto his chest Jaxon spread his legs wide, and squished the container, pouring the white liquid all over his penis, testicles, letting it drip down the cleft hidden in the middle of his bum. Jaxon hissed feeling the cold fluid splattering against his warm body, mixing with the hot shower water. He was in the heaven.

Everything happened so quickly. Jaxon's slippery fingers brushed the hole, caressing the virgin opening, getting it moist and all sticky. The boy was not quite patient this time but noticed that his body is more relaxed than the last time. Pressing one finger forward he began drilling his way down the tight rectum, coating the walls in more of gel, allowing smoother movements. Not a single muscle stood in his way, they all parted and after few seconds, Jaxon felt that his knuckle touches the reddened anus, which kept asking for more. Resisting the urge to caress his prostate the horny teenager retracted his finger, dipping it in more of the shower gel.

Changing his position Jaxon spread his legs even further so his hole was visible to the viewers, he placed two glistening fingers at the entrance getting ready to invade it. “I'm getting used to it.” He thought, sliding both fingers inside, fighting the tightened-up sphincter. It was not as easy as before. The little needles of pain he felt between his legs seemed to arouse him even more, Jaxon actually liked them, testing himself how much can he take. A loud moan escaped his throat when his fingernail pressed against some delicate flesh of rectum. His insides were all wet, sticky, leaking more and more of the gel and his boyish juices, his anus became even redder as the boy kept the pressure on it, half length of his two fingers went inside.

Retracting the fingers for the last time he made sure to cover them in the huge amount of slippery liquid before forcing them back inside. This time, he was not careful or sensitive, he used the violence to get to his target, to pierce all walls standing in his way. And to his surprise, it worked – the great pleasure was accompanied by the searing pain coming from the ragged muscles. Jaxon's movements became rough as he kept sliding the fingers in and out, fucking his tiny virgin opening, stretching himself, moaning softly. Feeling that his penis is still coated in the sticky substance he began stroking it, causing more and more foam to appear on the top as his act became more rapid.

“Aww... this is great.” Jaxon muttered, feeling that his mind is all black again. The only things existing in the whole universe were his boyish penis and the violated hole. The two sources of pleasure.

The teenager tried to stretch his hole to all sides, putting his fingers both horizontally and vertically, drilling his way. The slippery sounds filled the bathroom, followed by soft moans the boy tried to hide. Even the air smelled like coconuts now, this is how he remembered this moment, thinking of it every time he tasted this fruit. Feeling the tingles down there, between his legs. Using his fingers Jaxon started massaging his prostate, making full circles around the hidden gland. It was so silky, so tender, the boy became obsessed with this part of his body, examining it, pressing the random spots, trying to squeeze it, playing. His actions brought the desired effect, his orgasm was getting closer. He only wished to fit more fingers inside him, he tried to slide the third one, penetrate himself even more.

The coconut gel was everywhere, all over his groin, leaking from the hole, splattered against his rounded testicles and erected penis. As soon as the orgasm approached him Jaxon pressed his prostate as hard as he could, sensing that the gland is pulsating, getting hot. This was his first orgasm in three days, it felt wonderful, unbearable, he knew it was worth waiting for it. All the elements seemed to provide him the pleasure. The ground was shaking below him, his body was trembling a little. The water was still flowing down his naked body, getting everywhere, even in his partially opened mouth. The little flames of fire were all over his crotch, he sensed them down, deep inside his anus, he could feel it in his testicles and in exposed, foam covered, purple glans. And finally, the air, the lightning, the storm, the waves of electricity going up and down his body, connecting the brain with his boyish parts, all tensed up. Jaxon could swear he heard some whispers, voices, but he was in the different world right now.

“Hey, Jaxon! Jaxon!” This voice seemed so young, so small, so distant. “Jaxon? Jaxon!”

Feeling all relaxed and exhausted the boy managed to get on his feet, seeing as the rest of the gel is washed down by the water. His penis remained erected, glistening, clean like never before. Kneeling on the floor Jaxon lifted his butt up, allowing the water to fall directly onto the leaking hole, he could swear some of the warm liquid was flowing inside him. Spreading the anus with two fingers he rested in this position for a while, enjoying the sensations. He heard the voice again, more annoyed, louder.

“Jaxon!” It sure belonged to Daniel, who was standing outside the bathroom, tapping his foot impatiently.

“Give me five more minutes!” Jaxon shouted, looking at the camera, ending his recording session. This one took way longer than he expected. And the day was not over now. Hard to believe but the best and worst was yet to come.

***

“Don't you want to buy him? I would totally give him to you for free.” Jaxon confessed, smiling, turning his head to Sergio. Then, as Daniel jumped into the water they turned their attention toward him.

“He's just showing off.” Sergio explained, watching as Jaxon's younger brother pulled the boxer-briefs up, as they were sliding down his butt all the time. “He's just a nine years old kid.”

“I have no idea why. He does it just when you are here. He was like oh Sergio, where's my dear Sergio, may he come now?” Jaxon smirked tried to imitate his brother's immature voice.

It was eleven in the morning when they started their little pool party. Jaxon liked this place more than any of the nearby public swimming pools because his family turned it into the small paradise. There was a small garden, with vegetable section and flowers, full of wicked bugs and small lizards he used to catch every few days when he was younger. There was a mini golf which his father adored, there were benches, chairs, tables all around the pool, which was filled with the plenty of warm water. This was the thing they needed the most on this hot summer day in California. Plus, they got some snacks, a few bottles of refreshing, cold water, a little bit of music, games. Sadly, boys were forbidden from using the barbecue, but Jaxon kept saying that his burgers were the best of the best, the tastiest ones and he loved to cook them. He was just waiting for an opportunity.

Both friends were sitting on the bench, hidden from the sun, wearing nothing but swimming trunks, observing as Daniel, the young one kept having his fun. They could not blame him – he changed to swimming underwear as soon as Sergio came to their house, dropping everything, forgetting about the world. Making sure that the Latino boy is looking at him Daniel jumped into the pool once again, splashing the water around.

“Yep, showing off, totally.” Sergio remarked. “He's so different from you.”

“Sometimes he is just acting really weird.” Jaxon stated, thinking of Daniel's therapy sessions and panic attacks. “Someone suggested he has something called Asperger's syndrome or something. I've been reading the article about it. He hates changes, he sticks to the things he knows. Like this.” Jaxon grabbed the jar of coconut oil, showing it to Sergio.

“What's this?” The older boy asked curiously, opening the lid, looking at the white substance inside. “Ah, the...”

“Yeah, coconut oil. My mom used it everywhere. In the kitchen, bathroom and the garage. It's so healthy apparently. I don't know. I mean, it's just a coconut.” Jaxon explained, recalling his morning masturbation session. He could still sense the sweet smell of the shower gel in his nostrils.

Before Sergio asked him any more questions Daniel appeared out of nowhere, splashing the cold water at them, laughing as they tried to cover themselves from attack. After a few seconds, he spotted the small jar in Latino boy's hands and his face became all serious as if something really important happened. This was nothing more or less but another memory returning to him, the good and important one. His lower lip trembled as he reached for the object. The little boy sighed and looked at his brother.

“Remember? Mommy told us to use it every time we were swimming. I-it was like one month ago.” Daniel said, feeling that his good mood faded out, he felt depressed once again, trying to hold back the tears.

“Hey, Daniel.” Sergio said a bit loud, getting all of little boy's attention. Daniel's heart skipped a beat when he realized that the older boy wanted to say something to him. “I could help you rub it into your back.”

“Sure! Could you do it?” Daniel cheered up once again, turning his back to Spanish boy, who approached him, grabbed the jar and put two fingers inside.

Covering them with the substance which started melting right away Sergio rubbed his hands together. In no time, they were all oily, sticky, glistening. Daniel let out a soft moan when boy's warm hands touched his shoulder blades, the teenager began making circles around them, coating the soft and wet skin with more of slippery substance. Going down boy's spine Sergio made sure to touch every part of Daniel's back, spreading the coconut oil. He could smell its rich aroma now. The young boy giggled every now and then, especially when Sergio's hands brushed against his waistband and boy's fingertips slid inside. It was amazing how quickly Daniel's mood was changing, he was on a roller-coaster of emotions, his mind was black and white with no shades of gray. Usually, it was either good or bad, but now it felt different, it felt amazing.

“Jaxon? Want a back rub too?” Sergio asked, showing his shining, greasy palms to his friend.

“This is weird, Sergio. I mean...” The boy was quickly interrupted mid-sentence.

“Weird? Should I remind you what you did few days ago?” The oldest teenager asked, recalling Friday's events. These were not that easy to forget, an image of Jaxon's immature penis kept coming to him for no reason.

“You are weird, Jaxon! He is amazing!” Daniel tried to defend Sergio, laughing at Jaxon's accusations. “Think of our mom, you stinky feet!” The ten years old boy was getting more irritated, feeling that he is capable of fighting his brother if needed. Luckily, he felt Sergio's hand on his shoulder, the older friend wanted to put some sense into him sensing that things aren't going right.

“Stop it Daniel! Seriously, get into the water, now!” Jaxon snarled, watching as his younger, disobeying brother narrowed his eyes, reached for some more of the oil, smearing it all over his own chest, hands and legs. He was like a young god, shining in the bright sun, every of his little muscle visible, glistening.

“Fuck you.” A silent whisper escaped young boy's throat. It was barely heard, but somehow it reached Jaxon's ears, leaving him speechless. Daniel quickly turned around and jumped in the water. He used Jaxon's tactic – escaped from the world, sheltering himself underwater where nobody could harm him.

The older teens exchanged their looks, raising their eyebrows, surprised by the little boy's behavior. Jaxon never saw or heard Daniel swearing, but sure was aware that even the most innocent boys were doing this, learning the stuff from their classmates and peers. On the other hand, the teenager wanted to shelter his brother from all of it, not aware that Daniel will most probably make the same mistakes as he did. This was bound to happen. Sergio sighed and smiled shyly, showing the jar of coconut oil to Jaxon, as if he was suggesting that his friend should just do it for the greater good. To solve all the problems, to make Daniel happy, to protect himself from the sun. Besides, Sergio did not know why Jaxon considered this weird. After all, few days ago he was giving him a massage, right before they went to sleep.

“You know, this won't make you a fag. I mean, won't make you faggier than you are right now.”

“Ha, funny.” Jaxon rolled his eyes, walking closer to his friend, turning his back to him. To say the truth the blond-haired boy was not able to figure out what was going on inside his own brain. After all, he longed for some intimate contact with another boy, knowing how rewarding this could be. “Just do it.”

Sergio took a great pleasure in applying the coconut oil to Jaxon's body, teasing and mocking him, making gay remarks every few seconds. Smearing his palms with some more of the sticky fluid he pressed them both against Jaxon's shoulders, massaging them slowly, allowing the substance to penetrate boy's skin, making it all shining and greasy. His hands were clinging to Jaxon's back, as he began sliding them down caressing friend with his fingertips.

“Feels good, right?” The boy asked in a dreamy voice, trying to hide the fact that he was about to burst in laugh. “Yeah, you love it, don't you?”

“Yeah. Amazing.” Jaxon answered rather quickly through his teeth. He was all annoyed, clenching his palms into fists.

“What about this?” Sergio had to bite his lip to not spoil the unexpected prank he was about to pull on his friend. Instead of reaching for another glob of coconut oil he grabbed the ice cold bottle of water and opened it. He could swear he will giggle anytime soon, he held his breath, some strange sensation appeared in his stomach.

Grabbing Jaxon's tight waistband he pulled it back, exposing boy's round, smooth buttocks. Before Jaxon reacted in any way Sergio squeezed the bottle. The poor, blond-haired boy screamed as soon as the cold fluid splattered against his butt, contrasting with the hotness of his body. Despite standing in the full sun the teenager felt goosebumps all over his bare body, his muscles clenched as he sensed the cold fluid dripping down his legs. For a few seconds, Jaxon was nothing more but a frozen statue, trying to understand what has just happened. Sergio's loud laugh awakened his senses, he turned toward his friend and tried to punch him.

“What the hell was that?” Jaxon shouted, desperately looking around, his lust for revenge was growing stronger. “I almost had a heart attack! Really! My heart is beating like crazy.”

Shaking his head Sergio walked closer to his friend. A shadow of doubt crossed his face as he placed his hand on Jaxon's chest, trying to feel boy's heartbeat. Just then he noticed that teenager's tensed up body was shivering slightly. And that the little brown nipples were all hard, especially when his fingers brushed against them. From what he was able to see Jaxon's heart beating seemed quite normal, there was no sign of abnormalities, the boy was clearly overrating. On the other hand, there was something interesting about feeling someone's heartbeat, imagining the blood being pumped by the hidden organ, sensing that the boy is breathing also. For one second that seemed like an eternity their eyes met as if they were trying to reach into each other souls and see all the hidden desires and dreams.

“Sergio...” A soft moan escaped Jaxon's mouth. Then he realized how strange the whole situation was and looked away, knowing that he is imagining things. To his surprise he felt some sudden urge to touch his friend's body, to trace all the outlines of boyish muscles, to squeeze them. The smell of coconut oil was all over him.

Two things interrupted them at once. Judging from the serious look on Sergio's face the older teenager wanted to say something. Jaxon wanted to run, to escape this nightmare, he was not able to identify his feelings anymore. The perfect setting, the minds filled with different emotions, the hot bodies full of lust. Everything was gone as soon as Daniel ran toward them, splashing water around, screaming at Sergio, grabbing him by the waist. Just then, a second later another loud sound could be heard as someone ringed the doorbell twice. Jaxon looked at his brother worshiping Sergio, sighed and walked into the home, marching toward the door barefoot, with no shirt on.

“Hi, Jax-Jaxon! Wow, seems like I'm here just in time. A swimming pool party? Count me in!” The boy standing in the doorway proposed, curiously looking around.

“Hi, uh, Tyler. Yeah, come in, I guess. I was not expecting...” Jaxon felt all confused looking at his classmate. The thing he found interesting was the fact that Tyler changed so much over last three months, he barely recognized him. His voice was different, he was taller, bigger, all grown up. “Damn, you are big.”

“You've changed too. You should shave that mustache.” Tyler blurted out in a voice that seemed serious, but as soon as Jaxon touched his upper lip he laughed. “Just joking, there's none.”

Jaxon met Tyler almost three years ago, in sixth grade in new school, one of the most popular academies around. They did not become friends right away, they were just classmates, talking to each other from time to time, doing group projects, exchanging some of their thoughts. Both teenagers quickly noticed that they are pretty similar, they used to play the same games, they liked the same YouTube stuff. Tyler managed to convince Jaxon that Call of Duty is the best online shooter ever, but they tried them all, often spending weekends together. Thanks to him Jaxon played a lot of games which were considered adult only. Having a couple of dollars on his Steam account the blond-haired boy kept buying games, playing them just for few hours, trying them out.

So, this was all about common interests, Tyler was rarely showing at Jaxon's house despite living not so far away, he preferred to communicate over the internet. But today, seeing that his classmate was offline he decided to check what is going on. Tyler came back from the summer camp recently, earlier than he thought due to some events occurring in there. And Jaxon's behavior seemed unusual, he knew that his classmate loved games, he loved having fun. A summer pool party was a good explanation to every question that bothered Tyler's mind.

“You know Sergio, right?” Jaxon asked, pointing outside, to the pool.

“Yeah, you still hanging out with him? I mean, he seems cool, plus he knows stuff.” Tyler responded quizzically.

“Go then, I will join you in a second.” Jaxon's voice became all tensed up for some reason. He watched his friend walking into the backyard and sighed as soon as Tyler disappeared from his sight. It seemed that Daniel was rather happy to see another of his older brother's friends, his yelping voice could be heard even inside.

There was something wrong about all of it, but he could not tell what exactly disturbed his mind. This was a big one secret, the mystery of teenager's brain bombarded with emotions, thoughts, random stuff. It used to be so simple when he was younger - now he was thinking way too much, analyzing things, making himself happy and sad, depressed and delighted, angry and nervous at the same time. Jaxon assumed that it was about Tyler and his unexpected arrival. Everything became upsetting to him, playing on his nerves, stacking up inside him. Being no able to control it he only wondered when exactly will he rage, bursting in anger. This moment was inevitable, the clock was ticking. Jaxon tried to act cool, to pretend that he is alright, but the single glance outside, at the playful boys made his irritation going. Daniel was showing off his skills again, trying to impress older teenagers by standing on his hands. The smell of coconut oil became sharper.

“So, what are you up to?” Jaxon asked, walking toward his guests, keeping a straight face, looking at some point on the wall.

“Tyler was just saying us about all the hot girls from the summer camp.” Sergio claimed, grinning.

“Girls are dumb.” Daniel snarled, speaking his mind.

“Just wait a few years, kid.” Both boys exchanged their looks and laughed, seeing confusion crossing youngest child face. “Daniel, can you... fetch us some more of cold water, please?” Sergio pleaded, hoping that the boy will leave them alone for a few seconds.

As soon as Daniel nodded and left the backyard Sergio's face became all serious. He spoke quickly, whispering, making sure that nobody but his friends were able to hear his voice. This was something he preferred to keep among them, a secret of maturing boys. Something wonderful and new, something not suitable for a young, innocent boy like Daniel.

“Tell him Tyler, quick.”

“Tell what?” Jaxon asked, scowling, getting closer to them both.

“He totally touched some girl's tits. No bra or anything, she was drunk, right?” Sergio begged for some more details, hoping to learn from Tyler's experience.

“Yeah, she was. They were...” Tyler glanced at both of them with a look of triumph on his face. He stuck his hands in front of him, squeezing the air. “Fuck, you can't imagine, It was like squeezing the spoon, but all... soft, the most fucking soft thing I've ever felt. I wished I could suck on them, but there were plenty of guys waiting for their turn.”

“No way. Lucky guy.” Sergio shook his head, staring at younger boy in disbelief. “What do you think, Jax?”

“Yeah, lucky.” Jaxon responded shortly, looking to the side. To say the truth he was not believing a single word his classmate said. It just seemed impossible, he suspected that Tyler is yet another person who wanted to impress Sergio for some reason.

“Are you gay or what?” Tyler sneered, his eyes were full of mockery. He noticed that Jaxon's body seemed to tense up as soon as he said it. Sergio recognized it too, it happened on Friday and it was happening now again.

This was strange, they used to call each other gay for the last few years, but this time Tyler sensed he crossed the line. The thought that any of them could be even a slightly gay hadn't appeared in his mind, but he spotted that Jaxon is acting strange, different than three months ago. He tried to apologize right away, knowing that his remark was not necessary and he said it only to prove his point. Nobody was able to tell if his story is true, but he sensed that Jaxon did not believe him. Before he said anything more he noticed that Jaxon's eyes were burning with anger, they became all wet from tears, boy clenched his fists.

“Get the fuck out, all of you!” Jaxon screamed in rage, his body was trembling slightly as he approached them. “NOW!”

“Jaxon, relax, this was just a joke. Dude!” Tyler tried to smile, to grab his friend's arm and put some sense into him. He was not sure when and how this happened but his hand hit the jar of coconut oil standing on the table, which dropped to the floor.

The loud sound of broken glass echoed in the neighborhood. The jar shattered into thousands of little shards, all over them. Jaxon pushed his classmate, punching both of his fists against boy's chest. He wanted to fight, to wipe this annoying smirk out of his Tyler's face, he wanted to show them how manly he is. To say the truth Jaxon was not thinking rationally, the raging hormones and the boiling blood caused the fury to overcame him. As the adrenaline charged through his veins and down his arms he felt the tiny hairs all over his body stood on end.

“Get. The. Fuck. Out!” He shouted again, putting emphasis on each word, pushing both boys into his home, pointing at the door. The tears started dripping down his cheeks, his face was all reddened. The sharp smell of melting coconut oil reached his nostrils.

“Fine, just let me grab my shirt.” Sergio stated in a bit scared voice, knowing that the angry teen is watching his every move. “Bye?”

“Hey, Sergio, wait!” Daniel rushed into the room to stay between the older boy and his own brother. “I want you to stay! Please!”

“To your room, now!” Jaxon ordered him, grabbing his younger brother's arm, pulling him closer, feeling that the kid is kicking him and fighting, trying to get free. “This little disobeying shit needs to be taught a lesson.” Jaxon thought. He was annoying beyond all boundaries.

An unexpected thing happened. Or was it a thing that happens only in the cheap drama movies and books? Jaxon knew it was real as soon as it occurred, dividing his world into two parts. After another of Daniel's kick, which landed on Jaxon's stomach the older boy lost control over himself. For a brief second his mind became all black, he held his breath. Raising his head over the head Jaxon slapped his younger brother across the face, filling the room with the sound of a loud smack. The whole world and time has stopped, it became peaceful, quiet, all of Jaxon's friends were frozen in tracks, opening their mouths wide. Then the whole neighborhood heard the terrible noise of young boy bawling his eyes out, running to his room yelling hysterically.

The blond-haired boy, the hero of this story, started sobbing as well, ignoring everything and everyone, ran toward his own room instinctively. Now, when all of his emotions began to fade he felt similar to this jar of coconut oil, shattered, broken into pieces. His brain, just like the substance filling the cracked container, seemed to be melting, was all blank, turning into transparent, sticky puddle of regret. Jaxon felt a terrible ache down his throat and stomach, he realized what he just did and howled into pillow, muffling all the sounds. Instead of seeking for forgiveness he tried to figure out why everything seemed so distant and bad. Why things were only getting worse, why people were so annoying? A terrible shadow of sorrow was now all over him, squishing his young, maturing body, sending him into the world of grim sadness and agony. Jaxon could swear he heard Daniel's groans and weeping. He wished someone could help him now, hold him in his arms, explain what was going on inside his own brain.

Jaxon was desperate and this desperation caused things to become even worse. As soon as he logged in on the hidden board, seeking for some help he spotted the anticipated message from Micutul. It was a short and clear one, full of errors, as if the boy was in rush writing it.

Hey Jaxon,

Im sorry, i was away a lot homework to do last days... I was bad when i sent you the message but feel better now. do you knw that there are just some old man wanking to your fotos and movies commenting on them thinking that they haveng sex with you? all are peadofiles here just ask mods.

But I ned the money my family is poor. Sry for my english - dont have time to translate it..

you should go away, and add me on skype, we can talk more. Pls.

Jaxon's lower lip quivered, his eyes welled up with more of tears. Everything seemed lost, his little perfect world was in ruins. It was all his fault, his own choices, his own defeat. Looking at the still increasing number of likes he closed the board and turned off his laptop, getting back to the bed. He wished to wake up again, to realize that this was nothing more or less but a nightmare, he hated himself for everything he did and what he was about to do. For the very first time in his life, he thought about the final escape, the suicide. It was all a matter of minutes, a few seconds of pain, an eternal freedom.

“You need to stay strong.” Jaxon heard some distant, silent whisper. Unable to say if it happened in the real world or if it was a part of his dream the teenager let out a quiet murmur.

“I will.”