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Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Thanksgiving: Barely Sexy (boys, gay, inc) from Doned (doned@adelphia.net) *** Duncan ran naked through the living room, down the hallway and turned into the dining room towards the kitchen. There were squeals, relatives yelling his name and his mothers voice telling his older brother, "Christian, go get him." That made Duncan only laugh and run faster upsetting the aunts gathered in the kitchen making Thanksgiving dinner. And without a thought, he ran out the back door down the stairs and across the snow covered backyard. Duncan was older but not so old he couldn't run fast. But he either couldn't keep up or played along... letting his naked younger brother run ahead of him. The adults watched from the window and laughed when their mother kept yelling at them. Then Christian decided to get some of the same attention by stripping off his shirt and running half naked after his naked little brother. He finally tackled the boy and both rolled around in the snow laughing and wrestling as they did in the summer grass. Carrying Duncan like a sack of flour, Christian returned to the house triumphant. Instead of a hero's welcome, he felt the slap on his bare back and arms their mother gave them. She also swatted Duncan's bare butt which was across Christian's shoulder. Duncan was five years old then. It wasn't the first time he did something similar. Since that first time when he was barely 2, running naked through the crowd of adults was always fun. "Now you keep an eye on your brother and make sure he keeps his clothes on," their mother would warn Christian. But every Thanksgiving when the family gathered, Duncan was sure to find a way to sneak away from Christian or his mother and strip naked. "I'm glad he grew out of that," Duncan's mother said years later when the relatives had gathered for a Thanksgiving celebration. And they had been exchanging their children stories. They all laughed. Duncan walked in about that time and despite some snickers the adults grew quiet. He had grown in to a handsome boy. While most teenagers went through a gawking stage, Duncan seemed to become almost picture perfect. His developed chest was that of a much older man. His face had a complexion that most women desired. His thick blonde hair, like his brothers was envied by women and men alike. He stood in the group wearing only his speedos and carrying a towel. Christian was behind him with a couple of their cousins. "Have fun sweetheart and keep your trunks on," their mother said and laughed. Duncan got the joke. He groaned and waved the group to follow him out the back door to the pool. But deep inside him was the desire to strip off the trunks and make the old relatives yell as he streaked among them like he did as a boy. The boys dived, horsed around in the water and ran across the grass playing a game of summer football. "Crap, it's too hot for this," Duncan said and pulled his speedos off and dove into the pool. Christian followed and soon the cousins had thrown their trunks on the grass and dove naked into to pool. Their mother stared and sighed. She'd yell at them but watched, enjoying the beauty of her naked sons and the fun that all of the naked kids were having. When she did yell, it made all the adults laugh. And as they looked the boys exited the pool, uninhibited as they searched for and put on their swim trunks. The bedroom Duncan and Christian shared was full of sleeping bags and whispered sex jokes that night. Duncan stood at the toilet and let the urine flow in a long powerful stream. The door was open and the light on. Christian and others watched in the dark as the beautiful boy showed off. Most were jealous and envious of the attention that Duncan got. But he was fun and that mattered more. But more than one in the room stroked their young erections staring at the boy's naked body in the light. Duncan turned the light off but after flipping his penis enough times it became half hard. He loved being dangerous, being admired and being naked. As he moved among the dark, he stopped here and there to kid, punch and horse around with his cousins. Hands touched him exploring in the dark what they would not admit to admiring in the light. A mouth surrounded his cock and begged Duncan to stay long enough to share the fun. But he moved on. Christian was waiting and Duncan had long ago learned to enjoy the night with his brother. The bed was small, but they had shared it often. And that night it even accommodated a certain other cousin who took over where another cousins had been before. "Did you boys have fun last night?" Duncan's mother asked them after the carloads of relatives departed. "As much fun as you can have with your clothes on," Christian said. Duncan laughed. But their mother stared. She somehow knew the two boys had, had more fun then she'd hoped for. "Why don't you two go swimming... and since nobody is around, forget the suits this time," she said. The boys looked at her and each other. Running naked through the house. Doing it with permission wasn't as much fun but they dove bare-ass into the pool anyway. And their mother watched... END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of the hands of children. They should be outside playing in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 21