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“Aw, Mom!” he tried. “Please!”

“No John. This you just have to do!”

“Please!” he tried again, a bit feebler now, as he recognized his mother’s no-nonsense-voice. This had already been decided, he clearly understood. But he could not give up without a fight.

“But mom! I was to go hiking with my friends!”

“I’m sorry John. But have to do this. You can go hiking with your friends another time.”

“But mom…”

“Listen John: The Rein family are you mom and dad’s best friends. When they ask us a favor like this, we say yes! Besides, Peter’s father is dad’s biggest client.”

“Yes, I know, but… Why cannot Peter be home alone for the weekend? He’s 14 and all. I was alone home when I was 14!”

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My best friend, Bobby looked like a kid from a Saturday Evening Post cover. He had reddish brown hair, freckles and brown eyes. I had a round face, light brown hair and blue eyes. We started jerking off together just before we turned 12 and sometimes we would jerk off each other.

We were 14 that summer. Bobby’s brother, Greg was about two years older maybe a little more.

Danny and Greg always hung out together. Since Danny and Greg were older our Mom’s referred to them as the ‘big kids’ and Bobby and I as the ‘little kids’. The ‘big kids’ had no time for the ‘little kids’ in the neighborhood.

If you remember the ‘Father Knows Best’ TV shows, Danny looked like Bud, the son, played by Billy Grey. I had a crush on Danny since I was 7 and had first moved into the neighborhood.

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When I was growing up, I had a friend that lived across the street from me. His name was Billy. Now Billy and I were pretty good friends and did everything together. If you found me, you found Billy and vice-versa. Lots of time we were out in the open field behind my house in one of our two tree forts. They were simple and crude, but they were our palace and refuge away from the world.

We were typical 12 year olds, meaning skinny and gangly. Neither one of us weighed more than 80 pounds I’m guessing. I had dark brown hair and Billy’s was blonde. I had a few freckles, Billy had none. I guess one might have called us cute kids.

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Hi my name is Nick Huppe. I’m 6 feet tall, 175 pounds, brownish-blonde hair, and 14 years old. I’ve known for a while I was gay, but I’ve always pretended to be disgusted at the thought of it. It all started when I was 10 when my big brother Joel walked out of the shower and I saw his big cock, it must have been 8 inches long. I didn’t know why but I got turned on. But now, four years later something more has happened, here is my story:

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It had been a year and a half since Heath Simmons died, leaving his old boyfriend Nick Huppe alone. Nick was now 16 and he could still remember the exact moment when Heath left him. It was as vivid in his mind now as it was minutes after it happened:

Flashback: He sat next to Heath in the hospital room as he lay, hooked up to a life-support system.

“Why did you have to get mixed up in that fight, Heath?” Nick asked out loud, knowing perfectly well that Heath could not hear him.

Heath had gotten into a fight with a gang that was terrorizing Nick for being gay. Nick had begged him not to, but Heath wouldn’t stand for it. Heath had put up a good fight for a while, but the gang fought dirty as hell, they out numbered him by 4 and had all picked up pipes. By the end of 10 minutes Heath lay unconscious and bloody on the ground and the gang members had fled. Nick had tried to stop them, but one quick knock in the back of the head knocked him out too, but they did not beat him like they had to Heath. When Nick awoke there was a crowd around the two of them and the ambulance was putting them into stretchers to be taken to the hospital.

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