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Tommy slept fitfully overnight, his dreams continually taking him back to his stroking sessions of the past few nights. He'd awaken for a few seconds, feeling the length between his legs at its full size and density, and would play with it for a few moments before the dreams would call him back to sleep. The heat of the summer nights were prompting him to sleep without his pajamas, and it began to feel far more comfortable to have his bedsheets softly caressing his naked chest and legs, while his tighty whities struggled to restrain a young penis that seemed ready to tear through the fabric as it poked upwards towards his tummy.

He awoke not long after the sun was up, eager to check once again for any lasting effects of the changes that he was now sure were happening to him. Standing in front of the mirrored closet door wearing only his briefs, it was practically a letdown to see that he was back to normal again.Tommy settled into his morning routine: a quick, hot shower - with more attention paid now to cleaning (or at least fondling) his nethers, getting dressed, a bowl of cereal, and a brush of his pearly white teeth. He managed to finish everything off before his mother was about to head off to work.

"Now Thomas, I don't want you playing video games all day, OK?" she admonished.

Tommy replied with a knowing smile. "Don't worry, Mom. Ryan's coming over, and we were going to go swimming for a couple hours."

"Just don't forget to wear sunscreen." She gave Tommy a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll see you tonight, honey."

"Bye, Mom!" The front door closed, and Tommy was alone.

There was definitely an ulterior motive to going to the pool: he wanted a chance to see Ryan wearing as little as possible. His little show the day before all but confirmed in his mind that he was willing too fool around; all he needed now was the right opportunity.

It was half an hour later, while Tommy sat on the couch watching game shows on TV, that he finally heard the knock at the door that he'd been anticipating since the early morning. Tommy practically flung the door open in excitement, making Ryan nearly jump in surprise.

"Hey, Ryan! What's up?" He quickly invited the boy inside.

"I'm... I'm OK." It was clear Ryan wasn't expecting Tommy to be so friendly after yesterday's antics. "Whatcha doin'?"

"Not much, just watching TV. There's a public pool not too far away from here, I was wondering if you wanted to go swimming."

"Sure, that sounds like a great idea. Let me run home and get a bathing suit."

"Oh, don't worry about that," Tommy interjected before Ryan had a chance to turn around. "I have an extra one in my room that you could use. We could just change here and walk over, so when we get there we just have to take off our shirts and we'll be ready to go."

"Really? That's a good idea. I never liked changing in those dressing rooms anyway."

"Why not?"

"Well..." Ryan stammered. "I don't want everyone to see my weiner."

Tommy gave his friend a smirk. "You couldn't wait to show it to me yesterday."

"Yeah, but that's different. I like you."

Tommy's stomach fluttered when he heard Ryan say that. "I like you too, Ryan. C'mon, let's get changed."

The two headed off to Tommy's bedroom. It was the first chance Ryan had to see it, and he took a moment to take a look around. It was pretty clean for a normal boy's room, with posters adorning the walls, mostly of sports stars, but a couple panorama pictures of a pair of wolves running across the Alaskan tundra, and a sun setting off the coast of Lanai.

Then the time came to start undressing. Ryan unselfconsciously kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks, and turned his back on Tommy as he undid the fly on his jeans. Watching Ryan in the act of slipping off his pants, then his underwear, Ryan's smooth white rear end now pointed directly at him, made his mouth go dry. He could feel the stiffness between his legs reassert itself as he took in the view.

Ryan noticed. "Tommy, why are you looking at my butt?"

That got Tommy to blink a couple of times and return to reality. "Sorry, Ryan, I just spaced out for a second."

"Well hurry up and get changed. I wanna see this pool."

"O... K." Tommy slid off his own shoes and socks, and with a deep breath, unbuttoned his pants and lowered the zipper. He didn't need to go any further for the outline of his erection to be clearly visible beneath the thin fabric of his undies.

Ryan chuckled. "Looks like you got a horn."

"What are you talking about?"

"Look at your weiner. It's all big and hard. That means you're horny, so I call it a horn." Ryan giggled. "Sometimes, when I get a horn, I like to squeeze it at the top and go, 'honk honk!' Get it? 'Cause it's a horn."

Tommy chuckled. "Right. Good point. Hey, can you run into the bathroom and grab the sunscreen? My mom said we should put it on before we leave so we don't burn."

Ryan left the bedroom and walked into the neighboring bathroom, buying Tommy just enough time to slip off his underwear and wiggle his bathing suit on. It was baggy enough to conceal the boner that was refusing to calm down - especially not after what Ryan had just said. Moments later, Ryan returned with the lotion.

"Here you go!"

"Cool, thanks." Tommy flipped the bottle open and squirted a generous amount across his arms and legs, rubbing it in quickly. When he was done, he handed the bottle to Ryan, who did the same.

Tommy was just about to head outside when he saw Ryan take his shirt off.

"Hey Tommy, can you put some sunscreen on my back?"

Tommy froze.

"I can do your back when you're done."

He could feel his heart thudding forcefully in his chest. "Uhh... sure." He took the sunscreen back from Ryan, squeezed some onto his hands, and began to massage the other boy's back. It was his first real contact with Ryan, and the feel of his young, soft, smooth skin made his dick throb almost unbearably. He subconsciously moved in closer, taking in the smell of the lotion as he continued to smear it into Ryan's back.

"Uh, Tommy? I think that's enough. Let me do you now."

Tommy again was shocked out of dreamworld, gave the sunblock back to Ryan, and turned around, closing his eyes in anticipation of the contact.

The sunscreen was cold and oily as Ryan's hands rubbed it all over his back. He could feel his resolve weakening. The only reason he invited Ryan to go swimming was to get him naked in his room anyway, so why not skip the charade?

It was then that he felt a twinge. As if the same influence that had relaxed him as he was investigating the changes he went through the night before had resurfaced. This wasn't the same sensation, though. There was more a feeling of resistance this time, as though something within him wanted him to stop going down the track he was headed. It was enough to finally get Tommy to snap into reality once and for all. "OK, I'm good. Let's get going."

They slipped their shirts, shoes and socks back on, grabbed a pair of towels from the linen closet, and were soon out the door to make the 15-minute walk to the pool.

They would spend the rest of the morning and early afternoon at the pool. It was Tommy's first chance to see the rest of Ryan's body, and Ryan didn't disappoint. Milky skin was stretched tightly over Ryan's 4 1/2-foot frame, contrasted by the mop of light brown hair on his head and the pink, nickel-sized nipples that dotted his chest. Tommy swam laps for the first hour or so, but as the day progressed he felt content to just stay in the shallow area, as he watched Ryan do cannonballs into the deep end and go headfirst down the pool slide. Part of him wished he'd made a move before they left, but something inside kept telling him that now was not the time.

Three hours later, both boys toweled off and made their way back to Tommy's house. As they headed back to the bedroom to get their pants and underwear back on, Tommy finally decided to bring up the subject he'd been thinking about constantly since their last encounter.

"Hey, Ryan? Can I ask you something?"

"What's up?"

"When you get... a horn, do you ever play with it?"

"Play with it? What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean..." Tommy said sheepishly. "Like when you squeeze it. Do you do anything else with it or is that all?"

Ryan shrugged. "I guess sometimes I rub it a little extra when I honk it. Why?"

"When you rub it... does it feel good?"

"Oh yeah, it feels great. Why, do you play with your horn too?"

"Yeah, sometimes. Have you ever gotten, like, a really, really good feeling from it?"

Ryan shook his head. "I... I don't think so. I just rub it for a few seconds, then stop. Am I supposed to get a really good feeling from it?"

"I don't know. I think I might be different from you. When I play with it long enough... things start to happen."

"Really? Good things or bad things?"

"Good things... I guess. Like you feel this pressure building inside, and your body starts tingling, and..." something inside of Tommy made him pause. Too much information. "That's it, I guess."

"Wow, I didn't know it got any better. I'll try it out tonight."

"Yeah, tell me what happens. I'm going to do it tonight too."

"Cool! Maybe we'll even be doing it at the same time!"

Once again, Ryan's words made Tommy's groin buzz. Luckily he was back to being fully dressed, so there was no risk of getting into any trouble.

The rest of the day went uneventfully. Tommy and Ryan spent the rest of the afternoon playing video games, which made Tommy's father a bit annoyed when he got home from work, but he didn't mind as much when he heard that at least they got some physical activity during the day. It was then that Ryan said his goodbyes for the day and headed back to his house, resolving to meet again the next day. Tommy's mother arrived home not long after, and dinner soon followed. Tommy spent the last few hours before bedtime in the living room watching TV with his adopted parents, his mind preoccupied on the conversation he had with Ryan.

When Tommy retired to his bedroom, his clothes were quickly on the floor and his hand was quickly on his aching erection. And with this act, Tommy Ainge's life was about to change forever.