I hope you will consider donating five dollars
now to alleviate my financial difficulties.

My grateful appreciation goes to you if you already have.

    

11 

LOOSE GOOSE   

After school the next day Jeff goes to Sean's house again. After talking about the game, Jeff announces, "I'm going swimming, OK?"

"Sure." So Jeff strips down to his undies and dives into the deep end. Soon Sean gets into his favorite old bikini. Jeff is delighted to see Sean join him without his pleading. Sean asks, "How do you like your baseball uniform?"

"Great! Real comfortable too."

"How about the others, do they like them?"

"I think so--no complaints. Alex loves them. He says he gets hard every time he looks at my butt."

"That figures--except that he sees you naked at the beach."

"That's what I said. He says the sleek pants make it more tantalizing."

"Jeff, I'm surprised the rest of the team doesn't object to revealing pants."

"It's a uniform, so they have an excuse."

"Interesting. So they're tired of the baggy style, but normally feel the pressure to conform."

"Yeah. Sean, I get more respect than hassle for refusing to go baggy."

"So they're tired of hiding who they are, even if you need a microscope to see how they're hanging."

Jeff sees an opportunity to tackle Sean in the shallow end. When Sean regains his balance he lunges at Jeff. Jeff quickly tries to get away, but Sean manages to grab his foot and pull him in. Sean grabs his hip and throws him onto his shoulder. After spinning him, he shot puts him into the deep end. "Do that again, Sean!" 

As they continue their horseplay Sean thinks about how free Jeff and Alex had been to do this naked at Black's Beach. Now he is realizing how much he enjoyed it then without the confining feeling even a bikini presented, even though his thoughts then were all about Rachel. These naturists have a good thing going, he decides, but not in his pool. He leaves the pool to recline in his beach chair. When Jeff gets out, Sean sees how Jeff's underwear clings to his genitalia, actually wrapping around his penis. Sean remembers his youth, swimming in a bikini. When he felt that cleavage around his penis, he would quickly lift the edge of his swimsuit to get rid of the clinging feeling. But Jeff couldn't care less--how beautifully carefree. We thought we were carefree. As Jeff runs over to Sean, his penis bounces around, almost as if he were naked. Sean watches admiringly. Unconcerned, "Hey, whatchu looking at?" Speechless, Sean's face turns beat red.

Perplexed, "Never saw you blush before."

"I didn't mean to be staring at your boyhood."

Jokingly, with a straight face, "So you're turning into an Alex."

Not knowing how he's gonna get out of this one, Sean sheepishly says, "I hope not!"

Not being able to contain himself any longer, Jeff cracks up laughing. Realizing he'd been totally duped, Sean lunges to goose Jeff. Jeff instinctively jumps out of reach and without missing a heartbeat, lunges to goose Sean good. Astonished by Jeff's incredible quickness, Sean knows it's time for brut force. He grabs Jeff's hand and body, pulling him onto his lap. Using one arm to hold Jeff's arms and body against his, he slowly moves his free hand toward the vitals, saying, "It's time to mutilate Jeff's jewels! Jeff's total trust in him surprises Sean again. Jeff's actually smiling as the monster's hand enfolds his testicles.

"Which one do I squish first. They're hard to locate, covered by this wet underwear. I'll have to reach inside." When he sees Jeff's still totally fearless, he stops.

"Don't quite now!"

Realizing he got himself into another dilemma, "Don't be ridiculous. I can't do that."

"Chicken!"

"Sorry, I reached my limit."

A light flashes inside Jeff, "I didn't reach my limit," as he quickly reaches into Sean's bikini and grabs the merchandise. Sean gives him the hairy eyeball as he abruptly removes the attacking hand. As he stares into Jeff's eyes, ready to chew him out, those innocent eyes melt his heart. 

When Jeff sees he's calmed down, "Your turn!"

"So who's turning into Alex?"

"Who's talking about sex? Not me."

"Good! Now I need a break," as Sean goes up to his room. 



12 

SHOWER POWER  

Sean had just stepped into his shower when Jeff walks into the bathroom; "Can I take a leak?" Sean dislikes his brashness, but nature calls, so he gives an OK.

Done in a minute, the whiz kid says, "I'm coming in. I need a shower too." Before Sean can respond Jeff stands behind him, naked too. Taking a bar of soap, "I'll wash your back." Jeff lathers his soft hands, slides them across Sean's back, and continues down to his firm butt, working his magic right into his crack. "Mom says to clean real good here." Sean savors every stroke. "OK, now I'll wash you." Sean shows deep care as his fingers glide across his body. Then he turns Jeff's body around, going directly to those jewels, playing with them as he cleans. "My Mom use to say clean your foreskin and head real good," doing just that to Jeff's complete joy. Then Jeff takes the soap to work on Sean's manhood, bouncing it around in the rinse water. Then he affectionately moves his cheek toward Sean's precious package, when a horn blows outside. Sean wakes up, stunned by his vivid dream.

Sean touches himself, finding he's not wet. He opens his eyes, tries to focus, and then sees he's not in the shower. After a sigh of relief, his thoughts run all over the dream. Yes, it was a dream, he assures himself. As he calms down, he thinks about yesterday's horseplay. Why did he even suggest he would reach into Jeff's underwear? Did he really want to? Jeff surely wanted it. Why? He thinks about how nurturing it feels to hold his own genitals as he goes to sleep, which he does naked. He knows there's no sexual intent in that ritual. As he thinks again about the horseplay, he's convinced of the same. Neither he, nor Jeff had sexual ambition. Now had it been with Alex; that would be another story. Of course, he wouldn't have let it happen with Alex. But then, again, he had--in the water at Black's Beach, in public, no less. Why does Jeff horseplay with Alex, knowing Alex has a one-track mind? I'll have to ask him. He had never thought twice about the Black's Beach horseplay--his thoughts focused on Rachel the whole time. Yeah, but later he had fond memories of the horseplay. Now he's having fond memories of the dream. Of course, he would never do such a thing, but there's something special about the intimacy. The way Jeff is, he'd do it in a heartbeat. So don't even put the thought into his head. He'll have to be careful--most people think intimacy and sex are the same thing--he could get into big trouble. 



13 

TOUCH MUCH  

Sean, Rachel and Jeff head for Black's Beach again. Sean feels real relaxed, like he's a long-time naturist.

The three of them go into the Pacific together. Sean and Rachel get all lovey dovey. Jeff feels left out, but also is delighted to see this romance developing so well. He wouldn't mind if they got married on the spot. 

Eventually Jeff instigates some horseplay. Sean and Rachel happily oblige. Jeff brushes up against Sean's manhood. Feeling it's heat and hardness, Jeff quickly apologizes. Not having had enough time to soften, Sean also apologizes and thanks him for his maturity. Rachel admires them both.

As the horseplay continues, Sean observes that Jeff has no concern over where his private parts might brush against on his or Rachel's body. Nor has he any concern over brushing against us. What an amazing child. Soon Rachel tires out, returning to the beach. Jeff jumps on Sean for a hug, his penis ending up against Sean's. Sean's eyes open wide, but he says nothing. He realizes Jeff is being Jeff, so he graciously completes the hug. In a minute, he asks Jeff if he knew where his penis was during their embrace. Jeff didn't know at first, but then said, "Against yours," half happy, half cautious.

"I could get in big trouble for that, you know."

"Why? You didn't do anything. And besides, no one could see. We're in the water."

"Neither of those matter. People could think I'm a pedophile."

"A peda-who?"

"A child molester."

Laughing, "Don't be ridiculous! No one's gonna think that!"

"I'm very serious. But let me ask you something else. Why do you horseplay with Alex, especially here in the buff? You know what he's after."

"Oh, we've been doing that long before he got all sexatized."

"Yeah, but now he's after your body."

"He wants your ba-dunka-dunk butt more than mine."

"He told you that!?"

"Yup, using more colorful language. Actually, he's very respectful to me. His talk is tougher than his actions."

"Interesting.... Thanks." Sean wants to ask how he felt about Alex lusting for him during the horseplay, perhaps getting a hard-on. He wants to say that other kids are gonna think he's gay too. But his innocence shouldn't be tampered with, he decides.  



14 

JERK QUIRK  

In game two the Cubs face the Yankees. When Jeff leads off, the first and third basemen play half way to home plate. Jeff takes each pitch until a strike is thrown. On a two-one count he drills a one hopper into the shin of the first baseman, Paul, easily reaching first for a single. Paul quietly spills his entire repertoire of vulgar language while Jeff is at first base. Sean doesn't hear the words but knows they are angry words. He's happy to see Jeff keep his cool, which he praises him for after he scores on Michael's solid double. Again the first inning sets the tone for the game, until the bottom of the sixth and final inning. The Yankees load the bases against Karim with no outs, down by a 6-3 score. Sean brings Jose in to pitch. Michael charges a ground ball to short, and flips to Jeff at second for the first out, as a runner scores. Then Jeff backhands Paul's hard grounder up the middle. He flips to Michael as he falls and Michael fires to Karim at first for a game ending double play. With the 6-4 victory, the team goes wild!

As the two teams exchange handshakes, Sean overhears Paul cussing Jeff. Sean turns around and demands that Paul go with him to his coach. When he refuses, Sean calls his coach over. "Tell your coach what you said to Jeff." 

After getting no response, Paul's coach says, "I can't be bothered with this shit."

"So that's the example you want to set!? Wow!"

After Sean finds out who Paul's parents are; he approaches them. After explaining what happened, he encourages them to deal with the situation at home, realizing it's not likely they even do that. Paul's father scowls, "I see the way you fondle these kids. You better watch your wonker."

Sean's blood begins to boil. Taking a deep breathe, "You need to do some research. There are only two predictors of which kids become delinquents--lack of physical nurture and it's opposite, physical abuse. I hope you're not two for two with Paul."

In the mean time Fred confronts Paul, "You mess with Jeff and you gotta answer to me! Now get lost dick-breathe, before I do somethin' stupid."

Totally shocked that Fred would stick up for him, Jeff immediately thanks him. Gruffly, "We're teammates right? It's no big deal. I want to kick that rat's ass anyway."

Rick then tells Jeff that he'll make sure Paul doesn't bug him anymore. Jeff gives him a hug, which Rick graciously completes.

After school the next day, Sean and Jeff go swimming again in his pool while Rachel is working. Jeff tells all about Fred and Ricky. Sean's impressed with them both, realizing they achieved more than he did. Realizing he's better off not praising them directly, he asks Jeff to relay his thanks. Then he mentions a man who was staring at Jeff's crotch.

"Oh. Like you!?"

"Yes. No. I mean he had sex in his eyes."

"No big deal. It happens sometimes. If they, I should say he, if he tries to start a conversation I'm quick to say, 'I don't care if you stare at my flare but if you fish for more, you'll be sorry."

"That works?"

"Yeah, usually they're scared out of their skin and leave without taking another look."

"Wow!"



15 

FLIP TRIP   

After swimming Jeff asks if he can take a shower with Sean. Startled, he firmly replies, "Of course not!"

"Oh, come on!" Jeff pleads.

Jeff's radiant eyes melt his heart. Realizing he wants to too, "No one can know. Can you keep a secret?"

"What's the big deal? But, yeah I can keep a tight lid on it."

Having second thoughts, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah! Now get your bizatch moving," tough words said in a caring tone.

Taking off his bikini in front of Jeff in his bathroom seemed so different from shedding his clothes at Black's Beach. It felt so natural there, but so clandestine here. Jeff senses his troubled mind so he hugs Sean and finds words that soothe his soul. In the shower they talk cheerfully. To Sean's surprise, Jeff makes no effort to touch him or to be touched. He feels relieved, yet disappointed.

After drying himself, Sean lays down on his bed, pondering these events. He almost didn't realize that Jeff snuggled up next to him. Breaking out of his trance he wryly says, "What are you doing in my bed, Mister? And naked, no less."

Cleverly, "Anything you want me to."

"Well, now you're fishing for love. In the shower you made no effort."

"No. You didn't look ready."

"How can this ten-year old be so sensitive to my needs?" Sean wonders in amazement. He turns toward Jeff, embraces him and kisses him on the cheek. 

"Wow! You never did that before, Sean."

Worried, "Was it OK?"

"OK? No way! Absolutely precious. Thank you." With these words he climbs on Sean's stomach, then slowly moves to kiss him on his right cheek, then left cheek, back and forth. As he does so, Sean places his hands on Jeff's buttocks, then gently massages them.

"This is heaven," they say simultaneously, then laugh at the coincident.

"Hey, I never squeezed your buns ever." Jeff spins around like he was stuck to Sean's stomach, reaches around each hip to his tush. He lies down, resting his head on Sean's thighs with his chin against his jewels. They squeeze each other's butt in harmony.

When Jeff gets up he starts chitchatting with Sean's penis, flapping it around as if he's being answered. This totally amazes Sean--such spontaneity. He manages to slide his hand in to cup Jeff's boyhood. But soon Jeff turns again, moving up to straddle Sean's face: "Now you talk to Junior."

Laughing uncomfortably, "I don't know how."

"Come on now," flapping his penis against Sean's nose. Sean turns his head, so Jeff rests his jewels on his cheek.

Abruptly, "Watch out! I might bite them off!"

Jeff jumps off him, almost in tears, "You scared me!"

"That's a first," Sean responds as he moves gently to massage Jeff's jewels.

"Thanks, Sean. That makes me feel a ton better." They continue to cuddle without thought of time. Their love for each other deepens by the moment. Then the doorbell rings, snapping them back to this universe. Sean quickly gets dressed, instructing Jeff to do the same, and to act like he had just taken a nap, which should come natural at the moment.

Sean answers the door to the beckoning eyes of Rachel. Fortunately he realized it probably would be her when he opened the door. By the time they catch up to Jeff, he had played several computer games. No one had to explain anything. In fact, she praised Sean for his amazing influence in Jeff's life-less back talk, better grades at school, more friendly, he's just been so much happier. 



16 

BREATHE OR SEETHE  

"Hi Alex. So you're the first one here for the game."

Abruptly, "OK, coach. What's going on between you and Jeff?"

Startled, but quick to think, "What's wrong with Jeff?"

Enviously, "Nothing! What's going on between you and Jeff?"

Gently, "Maybe you better tell me. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Hi Sean. Hi Alex," arriving teammates say, ending this awkward moment.

Sean goes out of his way to praise Fred and Rick without mentioning their special support for Jeff. They read between the lines, understanding Sean won't directly approve of their tactics. Sean sees that Jeff had relayed his appreciation effectively. He also senses a bond forming between Fred and himself, which feels especially gratifying.

Sean sees the guy that was staring at Jeff. Privately he points him out to Jeff. "Oh. That's Fred's father."

"No! No way!"

"Yes way."

"Knowing Fred, I bet his father doesn't even know he's staring, and would get real upset and nasty if someone suggested he was."

"That's simple. If I catch him looking, I'll kindly ask him what he's looking at."

"You're brilliant, Jeff!"

In less than ten minutes Jeff executes his brilliance. Totally flustered, Fred's dad just walks away. But he becomes plagued by that innocent question. Five minutes later he catches himself staring at Jeff's crotch. This horrifies him. Hastily he leaves the ballfield to his car. He wants to disappear off the face of the earth, but realizes he can't leave his son. After half an hour he regains his composure and returns to the field.

It looks like the Cubs have met their match. The Padres have a pitcher with a blazing fastball. He pitches three perfect innings, striking out seven. Fortunately there is a three-inning limit. So down 3-0 the Cubs need to launch a comeback. Sean sees confidence waning and calls a team meeting. "Do you want to win?"

Players struggle to say, "Yeah."

"So far the Padres have been beating us. But now it looks like we are gonna beat ourselves, like others teams have folded to us. As Yogi Berra informed, 'Ninety percent of the game is half mental.' People give up because it then doesn't hurt as much to lose. I hope we can play our hearts out and take a chance that we may lose when we're at our best. If we play our hearts out and win, that victory will be oh so sweet! What do you say?"

"Let's do it," started as a somber response, but turned into a wild chant! Everyone gives each other a high five or chest bump. Apparently this psyches out the new Padres pitcher, who walks the eight and nine batters. Jeff gets up. He pulls back his bunt for ball one. Now the fielders move in for a bunt. Ball two bounces to the side of the catcher. Both runners run. The catcher quickly scurries to the ball, throws to third. The third baseman can't catch the ball because he's just getting to the base. The ball goes into the outfield. One runner scores; the other reaches third standing. Seemingly afraid to pitch, ball three is thrown, then ball four. Jeff runs to first and continues full speed to second, daring them to play him at the risk of allowing a run to score. No one was ready for this and Jeff reaches second without a throw. Fielders are seething at each other. The Padres make a pitching change.

The first pitch is a change up. Jose swings before the pitch reaches home. Pitch two is a fastball. Jose swings when the ball is in the catcher's mitt. Sean sees that Jose is flustered, "No big deal, Jose. Just protect the plate now." Sean is happy to see Jose get focused well. Pitch three looks a little outside. Jose sticks the bat out, hitting a slow roller too first. Quickly out of the batters box he hightails it too first. The first baseman fields the ball and lunges to tag Jose as he runs by. The umpire calls, "Safe!"

Jeff now is the tying run at third, still no outs. Even though the catcher catches the first pitch to Michael, Jose starts for second. Not daring to throw to second, the catcher fires back to the pitcher. The pitcher fakes to second and fires to third. Jeff dives back into third. The call, "Out!"

Jeff can't believe they outwitted him. He hangs his head down as he walks back to the dugout. "I'm sorry Sean."

"What for? You didn't make any mental mistake. You were ready to score. You took a smart risk that just didn't work out. You did good. This time they did better, that's all."

"Thanks Sean."

Fred's father keeps his cool as he realizes how mesmerizing it is to him seeing Jeff's penis moving around in his uniform as he walks. He refuses to make a link between this and the arousal he experiences.

Michael slashes the 2-2 pitch up the middle, a single and an RBI. Tie score. Karim guesses fast ball on the first pitch, it's a juicy one, he uppercuts, pulling it deep. The left fielder races to the fence, then watches the ball go over. The two-run homer gives them a 5-3 lead with all five runs in the fourth inning. Karim returns to the mound in the fifth like he was on a mission. One, two, three on nine pitches. He strikes out the side. Solid in the sixth, Karim preserves the 5-3 lead for another victory.

On the way to Sean's car, Jeff catches Fred's father staring again, "Why are you looking at me?"

Thankful that Jeff kept it vague in Fred's presence, "Oh, I just wanted to say you didn't deserve to be tagged out on that play." Jeff thanks him, leaving the issue alone. Fred's surprised that his dad is kind to a sweet boy. Now he feels better about defending Jeff against Paul last week. 



17

SAY GAY  

After school the next day, Jeff goes to Sean's house.

After the typical game talk Sean confronts Jeff, "So what did you tell Alex?"

"Nothing, Sean. Nothing! But that's the problem. Alex senses I'm not telling him something. What do I do? Hiding this isn't as easy as I thought."

Flopping down on his bed, "Don't worry now. I'll think of a strategy."

Jeff starts taking his clothes off. To his dismay Sean asks him to leave them on. "No. Let's get naked."

"If cuddling naked is a good thing, it shouldn't become an expectation."

Knowing how he can melt Sean's heart, "Pleeease!"

Sean pulls Jeff into bed, hugging him, "If we can't love each other with our clothes on, then something is wrong."

Disappointed that Sean isn't about to change his mind, Jeff decides to be as loving as he can. Soon, time flows away. 

After a while Sean interrupts their silent cuddling, "Alex is jealous of you Jeff. He thinks you're getting what he wants. So, without sharing that you know this about him, admit that you have desires for me. But don't be eager--wait for him to pry into what's going on. Make him first promise to keep secret what you are about to tell him. After confiding in him reluctantly, make sure he doesn't tell me either. Then he'll know it's not what he thought. Get mad at him if he presses you to talk about these "desires for me". He needs to know that there still is something you will not talk about. If needed, say, "You may like being gay, but I want to be straight."

Jeff gives a thumb up, "I follow you. That's a perfect plan. But what if he tells someone? I doubt that he would, but..."

"Well, if he tells me, I won't believe him. If he tells someone else, they more likely will believe it's he who has desires for me, or that he just wishes there's someone else like him. Kids may accuse you of being gay, but being Alex's friend already has that effect. Don't act like it bothers you and they will look for somebody else to pick on."

Giving Sean a hug of appreciation, "Yeah, I do that already. This will be a piece of cake."

"And we need to limit our affection in public."

Sadly, "Nooooo."

"No kissing. No hands below the belt. If there's a slip, stop without making a scene."

Irritated, "OK, already!"

"This will be the hardest part for you--limiting your carefree spirit. So give it a lot of thought."

Reluctantly, "I'll try. 'Nuff said."

Firmly, "No. You can do. You will do."

"Wow. You can be tough."

With a compassionate hug, "When I need to be, but I hate it." 



18 

FUN GUN  

Two days later, Jeff stops at Sean's house, "You called it, Sean--Alex pushed for info. You prepared me well. I played my cards perfectly."

"Did you have to get mad at him?"

"Yeah. He still pressed. So I got more mad saying, 'You may like being gay, but I don't.' Then he backed off. It went as planned."

"Good. But it sounds like he may press you again. If so, ask him kindly to respect your feelings--as good friends, to respect your wishes. You may want to apologize for your anger, if you've done that in the past. But get angry again if you have to."

"That's a go. Now, are we gonna go swimming or head straight to the shower, Sean?"

"What do you want, Jeff?

"I want us naked! You say where."

"That would be the shower."

"I thought so. Can I help you take your clothes off, Sean?"

"Only if I can help you with yours."

Jeff starts with Sean's sneakers and socks, "P-U! You have smelly feet."

Sean raises a foot to Jeff's nose; "Sure it's my feet?"

Playfully pushing his foot away, "Yeah, I'm sure!"

"I have other body parts that smell."

Yanking down Sean's zipper, "Yeah, like here."

Pulling Jeff's face against his crotch, "Are you sure?"

Smiling, "Nope. Smells wonderful. But don't turn around."

Sean squats down so Jeff can remove his shirt, "Don't laugh at the peach fuzz on my chest."

"No way!" Then with mischief in his eyes, "I'll have plenty else to laugh at."

Reaching gently for Jeff's crotch, slyly, "I'll need to get a some pliers."

Running his hands over Sean's biceps and chest, "What did you say?"

"I said that I'll need to lose some pants."

Pulling Sean's pants away from his stomach, Jeff peaks in, "Looks like you lost something in your pants!"

Wrapping his hands around Jeff's neck, "And what would that be!?"

Laughing, "There are a couple nuts on the floor."

"Oh, all I see is one nut cracking up."

"That's so lame!"

"I have a hard time keeping up with you."

"Sean, I'm not up. And you better not be up again."

"You'll just have to take my pants off, if you want to know."

After removing his pants, Jeff squeezes the bulge in Sean's boxers; "You pass." Then He reaches in the fly, pulling out Sean's manhood. "You look healthy as ever."

"You're not gonna talk to my penis all afternoon now, are you?"

"No, I'll play with him too. He's more fun than you are."

"I know that. But he doesn't like being separated from his jewel friends."

Jeff promptly reaches in, pulling out Sean's scrotum too, "There! Now all four of us can play."

"I was thinking in terms of removing my boxers."

"All in good time. All in good time," as he begins slapping Sean's penis against his cheeks and nose. "Maybe he'd fit in my nostril."

"Hey, you can insult me, but not HIM!"

Jeff presses that precious organ tightly against his cheek; "I'm not insulting you. I'm loving you and your two friends. Are you all ready? They're ready Sean," as he daintily removes Sean's boxers. Now placing a hand on each honey bun, Jeff pulls Sean's manhood against his cheek one more time. Then he squeezes that tush as he smiles at his hanging friends.

"Now I need to work you over, little man."

"Good! I'm ready for you." Sean starts by running his fingers over every square inch of Jeff's body and his long brown hair. Then he acts like he's ripping Jeff's shirt off, then quickly switches to gentle mode. He blows on Jeff's tiny nipples and squeezes them. With a smile from ear to ear, Jeff loves the attention. Now Sean reaches in Jeff's shorts feeling his soft buns. He reaches further until he cups Jeff's jewels. Jeff jumps, saying, "That's scary from behind!"

"I'm gonna do it again, slowly. I think you'll love it this time."

"Wow! That's so cool!" Soon Sean reaches further, wrapping his fingers around Jeff's boyhood. Finally he pulls down Jeff's shorts and underwear.

"What about my sneakers, Sean?"

"You can have the honors."

"But you're supposed to."

"Who says, Jeff?"

"My mother would treat me right."

As his manhood quickly rises, "I'm sure she would and does. But..." 

Jeff laughing hysterically, "When your dick grows, it really grows. My mom..."

Interrupting, "All right smart aleck. Quit talking about your mother when I'm naked."

Still laughing, "She's got nice boo..." as Sean covers his mouth with his hand, his penis standing at full attention.

Firmly, "Are you gonna respect my wishes!? Or are you gonna leave?"

Sean gives Jeff a chance to respond. Still laughing but trying to stop, "OK, OK, OK," as he squats to remove his own sneakers and socks. Trying to hold back his smirk, "I'll wash you first. I'll start with your dick."

Eyes bulging more than any other body part, "Ya think!!!"

Calmly, "I just had to say that. I'll be good," as he reaches for the soap. He turns Sean's body around, giving him a respectful hug.

"Thank you, Jeff. Now were cooking. I mean... you know what I mean... or don't mean. Whatever."

"Yes. Now you're gonna get the best washing of your life!" As he washes Sean's back he moves to see Sean's penis; that soften most of the way. Breathing a sigh of relief, he can't help but think how beautiful that erection was, with such a shapely head. Double the soft size, it seemed. Mine might get an inch bigger. Of course, when soft, mine is nearly the same size as Sean's. That's cool for a ten-year-old. Alex always had a baby pecker, but real cute. I guess his doubles in size too. But even then it's so much smaller than mine is soft. Hey, I need to focus on Sean. I guess washing his back is boring compared to the rest. But I want to do my best for Sean.

Sean breaks the silence, "You've been lost in space," realizing so was he. He felt so embarrassed not being able to control his penis. He feels like he took it out on Jeff. An untimely boner doesn't phase Alex at all, even in front of Rachel. He had thought that kids today didn't know how to be free. Jeff and Alex sure surpass my childhood and my generation.

"Yeah, Sean. I'm sorry, but I'm back to take good care of you."

"You're a terrific kid, you know."

"You wouldn't have said that five minute ago."

"I thought I was free as the bees, but you've got me beat. So it ruffles my feathers once in a while."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, take Alex for instance. He gets a boner in public and doesn't get all bent out of shape like I just did."

"That's Alex," as his soapy hands slide gently over his crack.

"Oh yeah, that feels so loving, you're outdoing yourself. Um, you're like Alex in that regard."

Appreciatively, "Thanks, Sean," as he pulls Sean's cheeks apart. "Clean as rump roast, I'd say."

"Are you sure. I want you to be sure."

Working over the crack some more, Jeff 's amazed at how up-front Sean is. He wouldn't want to share what he had been thinking. But it sounds like a good idea now, "Sean. I laughed at you. But I thought your boner was really cool."

Surprised, and on edge, "See what I mean. I never had a conversion about my penis before."

"I'm sorry."

"No. No. I'm uncomfortable, Jeff, but I appreciate your candor."

Lathering up Sean's chest, "OK, then. My head seems to blend into the rest of my dick, even when hard. Your head is so well shaped and beautiful," reaching for it, and moving his eyes right to this circumcised shaft.

"Well. Thanks for the praise. But am I hearing something else in your words."

"Uh, yeah."

"Do you think your penis is defective.

"Sort of, Sean."

"Dicks come in all sizes and shapes. You always can find someone you consider better than yourself, in some way. Is there something your dick can't do?"

Smiling, "Jerk off."

Returning the smile as he reaches for soap, "Are you worried about that?"

Laughing, "No. Some day I will be able to slap the salami."

Kneeling to wash Jeff's penis, "Exactly. God made you with all your precious parts, and God don't make no junk."

Laughing, "OK. OK."

"So love yourself, blemishes and all."

"I got blemishes!?"

Laughingly holding Jeff's boyhood, rubbing his nose on it, "Yeah. All over your head, your salami head!"

"OK. I walked into that one! Well, I need to finish washing your body, especially your...your head."

Smirking, "First I need to wash the blemishes off yours."

"Stop already, Sean."

Resting it across his hand, "Seriously though, I'm not finished with your penis. Have you ever seen a ten-year-old that's bigger?"

"Well, I guess not."

Now washing Jeff's jewels, "How do you think they feel, comparing themselves to you."

"Never thought about that. I guess the way I just was feeling. Interesting."

Gliding lathered hands across Jeff's stomach and chest, "Now you'll be able to help them feel OK about themselves, when you notice what they're feeling. Be careful though. You need to first ask questions to see if they know what they're feeling. I should say he, not they, this being a private matter."

"What do I ask?"

Pulling Jeff against his still-kneeling body, he wraps his arms around his body, lathering his back with one hand, his butt with the other, "Ask him what's wrong. Try to draw out his feelings gently. Or take another approach. Share your experience, maybe without asking questions first. Or start talking about penis heads."

"Yeah, I got the idea. Good thinking.... Now do my crack."

Straight-faced, "Oh, you have blemishes there too."

Laughing so hard he could cry, 'Yeah, be careful, they hurt like...hey, I still need to finish your body. Ooh, that feels good. Squeeze me. Oh, you're the best. Please marry my mot...oops. Sorry."

Squeezing that precious poncho one more time, Sean stands up. "OK Jeff, work me over."

"Good. Spread your legs." Reaching around, grabbing Sean's soft seat, he pulls his manhood against his chest. He tries to reach further, succeeding in reaching that precious pouch.

Savoring the experience, "Wow. Jeff. You got balls."

"I sure do. Now what shall I do with them--you talked of a work over."

Feeling wonderful, but untrusting, "Please be gentle."

"You threatened to squeeze mine the other day. Sooo..."

"Everything I say will be used against me in a court of...Jeff, you should be a lawyer."

"Yeah, they love grabbing you by the balls."

"You know that already. Impressive. I'll stick with you."

"Good. Now I'll work over your smooth soft shaft."

After drying each other off, Jeff jumps into Sean's bed, beckoning him to come.

"How come I can't say no to you."

Jeff smiles coyly, as Sean feels pulled into the sack. 

Simultaneously, "Hold me."

They laugh and hug. Lost in another world, Jeff says, "When we're together like this I feel totally safe. Problems melt away, leaving perfect peace. 




19 

NAUGHT CAUGHT  

Rachel eagerly arrives for her first little league game. Jeff gives her a big hug and kiss before running to the field. He sees Fred's father standing  alone. "Mr. Weber, it's OK if you look at my, me, as long as you don't get hard."

In quite a rage, but quietly, "How dare you suggest..." Jeff moves on, to end the squabble.

The Cubs seem cocky to Sean as they arrive for their game against the Tigers who are looking for their first win. He calls a team conference emphasizing the importance of respecting every opponent, taking them seriously.

Michael's first pitch hits the leadoff batter. Then he walks the next two, loading the bases. Sean makes a pitching change but Karim appears mentally unprepared to pitch so early in the game. Five runs come in before three outs.

In the bottom of the first inning, Jeff swings at the first pitch, which bounces on home plate. The second pitch goes down the middle, called strike two. Jeff swings at pitch three, eye high, for strike three.

Back in the dugout Sean asks, "Why didn't you think about bunting--the infielders weren't looking for one."

"I should be able to get a real hit against this team."

"Oh! And I always thought that bunting took more skill than a home run swing. Stupid me! Against this team I bet you could hit with one hand tied behind your back. And don't look for a walk. That would look foolish against a bunch of losers."

"I take it that you're not happy with my at-bat."

"Are you, Jeff?"

Hanging his head, "No."

"If we don't respect this team, we will continue to be embarrassed by them."

Later Clyde moves two steps to get under a lazy fly ball. The ball hits the heal of his glove, dropping to the ground. In his frustration his throw to second base sails over Michael's head into right field, allowing two runs to score. In the dugout afterward, Fred bombards him with insults. Several Cubs join in before Sean steps in to break it up. Clyde moves to the corner to cry alone. After a minute, Sean comes over to comfort him, assuring him that he's not upset by his errors. Karim joins in with support.

The Cubs have some inspiring moments, yet continue to be haunted by humiliation, which ends in a 12-11 loss. Jeff and other Cubs fight off tears.

Rachel gives Sean a hug to raise his spirit. He says, "Thanks. It's too late to go to the beach. Why don't we go swimming at my house?"

"Sounds like a plan. Meet you there."

As soon as Jeff feels safe in his mother's car he cries hysterically, "I hate baseball! I hate myself. I hate life."

Before driving off, Rachel leans across the seat to console her son. Jeff hugs her tightly, turning to cry against her breasts. Soon he feels good enough to go.

In no time they're at Sean's pool. Jeff continues to rub his red eyes. Rachel removes her top and begins working on her bra. "Mom, you're not allowed to swim naked here."

"Of course I can." Then thinking she's happy that Sean set this rule for Jeff, "But I didn't bring a bathing suit."

Sean opines, "I'd love to see you in a bikini Rachel. I never have, you know. But I think we can make an exception today--my parents are out of town and no one else will just walk in."

Jeff becomes excited, "Me too?"

"If your mom says OK."

"Sure, since I'm here too." Jeff already was down to his undies and had them off before anyone could reconsider. He quickly runs into the pool. 

Sean sadly says, "I see Jeff took the loss hard."

"Yeah, it's been quite a long time since I've seen him like this."

"The pool's a good diversion, Rachel.... This was the first time they didn't feel challenged. Nothing I said seemed to matter for long. They kept falling in the rut."

Jeff walks back to them, "Aren't you coming in?"

Jeff looks different to Sean, but can't figure out why. Somehow he looks more confident, self-assured--strange, after a humiliating loss. All three jump into the pool, and start hitting a volleyball around.

After getting out and drying off, the doorbell rings. Jeff asks, "Who could that be?"

"Well, they must know someone's home so I better answer it." Sean goes to the door wrapping a towel around himself on the move. "Hello Roxanne."

"Hi Sean. I've been missing you."

"You've been on my mind too."

Startled, seeing Jeff in the background, "Why is there a naked boy in your house!?"

Sean turns to look; but is speechless. Jeff hollers, "My mom is here too. " Sean's head sinks, but he also breaths a sigh of relief. He also notices how Jeff had changed--his hips are more open as he moves. Not that he tried to hide his boyhood in the past, far from that. But now he's all out there. Apparently yesterday's penis discussion influenced his attitude most wonderfully. But for Roxanne's sake, to bad this change happened so quickly.

"So you've become a nudist, huh."

Thinking Jeff was crazy to leave the pool area, "You could say that."

"Well, I'm leaving."

"That would be good. But we need to talk again."

"For sure, Sean. Bye."

"See ya, Roxanne." Closing the door, Sean sighs, "Glad that's over."

Jeff runs to Sean, hugs him, "That really sucks."

"Yes, but let's not use Alex words. You know, I wish you had stayed out of sight."

"Yeah, I realize that now."

Sean wants to praise Jeff for his newly found confidence, but decides that it's better unspoken--or he may become self-conscience, hurting his self-assurance. Then Sean begins thinking that Jeff's change and his mistake are related. Both have to do with forgetting oneself. Getting back to the patio, Rachel says, "That smells royally."

"Worse. But...maybe this is better. Like she said, I'm a nudist now."

"Naturist."

"Whatever. How could I go back to Roxanne now, unless she becomes a naturist? Fat chance of that."

Rachel remarks, "It doesn't have to be that black and white. But it works for me, talking selfishly." She embraces Sean.

"I'm realizing how much of an obstacle to nurture clothes are. Getting naked on our first date, that really wasn't a date, to start out anyway, ... getting naked simplifies everything, intimacy flows naturally. Yeah, we're both hot for each other, but loving each other tenderly becomes more important. Back in slow motion mode, my sex drive drove me crazy, insane. I won't go back."

"I love you sooo much." Reaching for a kiss, Rachel's tongue moves deep into Sean's mouth. And Sean searches the recesses of Rachel's lovely mouth. After watching with delight briefly, Jeff, realizing he's on his own for awhile, runs and dives into the pool. "Sean, you graduated. Congratulations!"

"Rachel, what are you talking about?"

"To become a true naturist, a person gets past sexual obsession. You control sex, rather than sex controling you."

"Wow! Thanks. Yeah, I did graduate!" 



20 

ROUGH 'N TOUGH  

After school Jeff goes to Sean's house. As expected, he's home.

"Well, well, well. Who is this coming to gramma's house."

Laughing, "It's little red riding hood."

Hunching his back over, with a cackling voice, "Are you sure you're not the big bad wolf, houuuuuu. My eyes aren't so good, you know."

"Well, maybe I am. We'll have to get into your bed, if you want to find out."

"Not so quick sonny. I..."

"Don't call me sonny. I'm your honey."

With his voice still cackling, "Oh. Oh. Oh. So you are. Well then, come on in already."

"You are too much, Sean."

"Well sonny honey, I don't come cheap. I charge my clients a hundred dollars just to talk to me."

"Turn around and I'll give you a hundred bucks."

"Cooooorny. Let's get in bed. But be gentle with this buck."

Jeff's naked by the time he gets to Sean's bed. "Who said anything about stripping, sonny honey?"

"I did, telepathically. You weren't listening. Now we need to strip you too. By the way Sean, how come you get hard when I mention my mother but don't when we're naked with her."

"Ouch. Hitting me before I'm down, huh."

"I'm sorry. I didn't realize how tough this topic would be."

Giving Jeff a hug in appreciation of his candor, and for his own comfort, "I don't know, Jeff. The touchy part of this issue is my discomfort with having an erection in your presence."

"You didn't seem uncomfortable at Black's Beach when you two were smooching in the water."

"That's true, but it was appropriate in that situation.... So you also see, my penis does rise to the occasion, with your mother."

"Yeah, but why can you control it on the beach and at your pool, but not when alone with me?"

"Yeah, Jeff, I know that's the real question. Let me know when you have an answer."

"So you don't know?"

"Well. Maybe it has to do with respect. I respect your mom too much to be horny every minute with her. But if I'm not with her, I usually get horny when she's on my mind."

"I get it. That makes sense.... Why aren't you hard now? We're talking about her."

"You're question sidetracked me. But let's drop the topic now, and your mom, OK?"

"OK, Sean. I have another tough topic, but about me. When I went to my room last night I thought terrible things."

"Well, you have plenty of company."

"Really? Who else?"

"I think we should stay focused on you."

"I was hoping you'd let me get sidetracked."

"It helps, Jeff, to talk about your troubles with someone you trust."

"I got so angry about yesterday's ball game again. I hate myself. I swore at myself about every mistake I made in the game. And I hate being humiliated by a rotten team. Some Cubs claimed we lost on purpose because we felt sorry for the Tigers--to cover up their embarrassment."

"Jeff, just talk about yourself for now."

"I'd rather die than be humiliated. I thought about painless ways to die. I told my mother I was sick, so I wouldn't have to go to school. She didn't fall for it. I swore at her. I feel so bad. I would pull my hair out if it didn't hurt."

"So how do you plan on dying?"

"Jumping off a cliff was my best idea."

"How would your mother feel, Jeff, after you did it?"

"Probably worse than me now."

"You got that right--and me too! You aren't gonna like what I've got to say."

"I trust you Sean. Say it."

"You need to embrace your humiliation like you embrace me."

"Ugh!"

"God has a way of getting our attention when our attitude needs adjustment."

"What attitude do I need to change?"

"Jeff, I think you can figure it out. What are you humiliated about?"

"Doing bad against a lousy team."

Firmly, "So you're a lousy player."

"Hey! That hurts. Watch that!"

"What's good for the goose is good for the gander."

Sourly, "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It hurts you to be called lousy. How do you think the Tigers feel about being labeled 'lousy'?"

"Good--they won."

"No. They feel good about winning but hurt by your label. You dissed them."

"Not just me!"

"Right now, Jeff, no one else's faults matter. You dissed them when you thought it was below your dignity to bunt against them or to draw a walk. And by insulting them you messed up your own game."

"Now I feel worse yet!"

"So, good buddy, are you gonna beat yourself up some more? Or embrace your pain?"

"Oh! I get it now!"

As they hug each other, Sean says, "Now you can think about the Cubs who covered up their embarrassment."

"Yeah, they were running away from their pain...not facing it. I got some teammates to talk to...and some Tigers."

They proceed in their naked state into unrestrained passionate touching, hugging, and kissing. Intense intimacy, at it's best, without the complications of erotic feelings. 



21 

BOY JOY  

Sean phones Roxanne.

"Hello."

"Hi Roxanne. This is Sean."

"Hi Sean. Waaazzup?"

"I have some time before heading out to the ball field."

"People are impressed with your coaching."

"Oh really. Must be beginners luck."

"You're too modest.... Well, you were before Black's Beach."

Feeling daring, "I miss you Roxanne. Why don't you come with us Saturday?"

Laughing uncomfortably, "Are you out of your mind!?"

"Obviously. I'm not surprised by your reaction. It's just that I've had a great awakening. Our big fight means nothing to me now. 'To be, or not to be' is the roadblock in our relationship."

Sarcastically, "To be a nudist, or not to be, huh? Yeah, I'd say it's a stumbling block."

"And the fact that I'm in love with someone else."

Feeling like she'd been stabbed, "Can't you just beat around the bush a little!?"

I don't mean to hurt you, Roxanne. That's the last thing I want to do. As much as I love you, we are on different pages now. So I have clear choices now. If you were to become a naturist, then I would have tough choices to make."

"I was hoping to bring the wandering sheep home, but you clearly have said to forget it."

With great sadness, "Yes, my dear, I'm not lost, I'm found."

In tears, "So, Sean, it's goodbye."

Also crying, "Goodbye, my love."

"Goodbye, sweet thing."

Sean arrives at the field early.

"Hi coach! Good to see you!"

"Fred??? Fred. Fred! Wow! I never saw you so upbeat!"

"Yeah. Couldn't be happier! Jeff helped me understand what went wrong against the Tigers. We're friends now. My dad likes Jeff, so it must be OK for me to be friends with him. My dad says you're a good coach--I never expected that from him--so now I'm happy you're my coach."

"Great! Does that mean I can give you a hug?"

Pausing to think, "Well ... yeah.... But I'm not ready. Just give me some skin."

Raising his hand, "Sure! A high five, 'cause you're alive!"

Before game time, Sean observes Fred being friendly with all three Cub pitchers. Each shows surprise and appreciation, followed by high five's. When he sees Alex, "Hi Alex!"

Totally shocked, "You... you... you know my name. You didn't call me faggot! Or grundle licker, or pansy boy. Are you takin' the piss?"

"Alex, I still hate you for being gay, but I'm sorry too. I feel bad I body--slammed you last month. I'm sorry, Alex, for that and all the nasty things I said to you and about you."

Alex reaches to hug Fred. Terrified, "Don't touch me please!"

"Oh. I forgot, Fred. How about a high five?"

"No Alex. I can't handle that. Sorry."

"It's OK, Fred. Don't worry. It's kewl."

During the game Fred discovers new ways to encourage our pitchers. He hustles 'til it hurts, having more fun than ever. His spark energizes the entire team. Michael and Karim get past minor pitching problems, combining for a shutout. Despite a lopsided victory, the Cubs play hard and smart in the field. A game that one might call boring, based on the score, gets played with excitement throughout, even by the Giants. They feel no shame in losing, as the Cubs show high respect for them.

After the teams cross the field for customary handshakes, Sean calls a team meeting. "It looks like everyone figured out respect. Never before have I witnessed a team with so wonderful..." Sean breaks down in tears. One by one the players give him a hug. Last but not least, Fred looks Sean in the eyes, also breaking down in tears. Fred instinctively falls into his arms, then gasps in fear. Softly, "It's OK, Fred."

"I don't think I ever hugged someone before." As Sean sees Fred relax, he completes the hug by wrapping his arms around his shoulders. With tears flowing freely Fred manages the words, "I feel loved."

"That's because you have opened your heart to love. Congratulations!" One by one the Cubs come to give Fred a hug. 

Alex timidly reaches for a high five. "Oh, what the hell," Fred sighs, reaching for a hug instead.

Hugging him, "Fred, you get cool points for this!"

Last but not least, his friend Roy says, "This is so weird. We never hugged before."

Fred now smiling, "Just do it!" And they do. Fred's father watches intently from the sideline. Part of him wants to cuss a bloody storm. Part of him senses that something wonderful is happening to his son. As Fred and Roy walk off the field Fred sees his father, "Oh, no! All hell's gonna break loose." Suddenly Mr. Weber starts crying uncontrollably. Fred quickly runs to him, throwing his arms around him, "It's OK Dad!" Mr. Weber loses his breathe in panic. "Dad, I don't think we ever even shook hands before." Falling to the ground, Mr. Weber only hears a distant voice. 

Sean rushes to the scene, "He'll be OK, Fred. He'll be OK. It may take a little time. You're doing good, real good." A couple times a minute, Mr. Weber gasps for air, like a swimmer coming up for air.

"When will this stop, Sean!?"

"I don't know, but it's going good." After nearly ten minutes, which seems like an eternity, Mr. Weber pants heavily, continuously.

"Sean!!! What's wrong! What's wrong!"

"This is good, Fred, he's coming out of it."

He's not! ... He's dying! He stopped breathing now!"

"What am I doing on the ground?"

Reaching down, "Dad!!! You talked!!! You talked!"

"Of course. What happened?"

"You cried, Dad! A lot!"

"Not me. I don't cry."

"That's what I thought! Let me help you up."

Fearing that another hug may set him off again, Sean says, "How about giving your dad a high five."

"Put your hand up Dad."

"Like this?"

"Yeah.... Your first high five, Dad!"

"Thanks, Fred. Now I want to go home."

"Take it easy, Fred. Take care, Mr. Weber." Heading out, each says bye to Sean.

As they arrive at Sean's house, Sean and Jeff decide to shower together. They talk mostly about the new Fred, and his father. Sean entertains the idea of inviting their family along with Rachel and Jeff to hang out at the pool. To Jeff's dismay, he suggests that they wear big, baggy bathing suits, "If they find out that we're nudists, they may resort back to their old ways. And the more that Mr. Weber gets to know you as a person, the easier it will be for him to avoid seeing you as a sex object."

"Yeah, I hear ya. It sounds boring though."

"I'm not thrilled either. But I hope you realize that Fred is counting on you right now. He needs your support, not necessarily a deep friendship, just support."

"Well, I really like the new Fred."

"And Mr. Weber needs a lot of TLC."

"Tomato, lettuce and cottage cheese--I don't get it."

Laughing, "No. No. He needs Tender Loving Care.... See what your mom says."

"OK. Hey this shower thing is becoming second nature to us." 



22

DO YOU MIND IF I'M KIND?  

The Cardinals and Cubs talk up a storm in school about their upcoming game. Both teams have just one loss and are tied for first place. The developing rivalry takes a pleasant tone. Fred and Ricky tend to respond to an insult with a bigger insult. However, they then remember the value of being respectful. Neither resorts to an apology. Ricky turns the insult into something funny to prevent a word war. Fred's new line is "I'm too happy to stay mad at you." Most kids can't believe they're hearing that from Fred. They simply appreciate the change, but doubt that it will last. Fred worries about his dad. His dad continues his 'be kind' kick but seems to be unbalanced. His dark side seems to torment him and sabotage his efforts.

Fred's buddy Roy has mixed feelings. He felt safe in the old friendship. Now he doesn't know what to expect. He loves hearing Fred's praise, but it frightens him as well. First it surprises Fred to see Roy's fear. After noticing this fear on a few occasions, he starts realizing that he too gets frightened by kindness--from his dad.


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GLOSSARY   

Abortion ... procedure to take away an unborn child.
Abruptly ... suddenly.
Adoption ... child gets new parent(s).
AIDS ... acquired immunodeficiency syndrome.
Alzeimers ... disease that causes one to forget much.
Anticipate ... expect, figure out.
Apologize ... say "I'm sorry."
Aromatic ... fragrance, smell.
Arousal ... sexual excitement.
Bad ... good, way cool.
Ba da bing ba da boom ... quick and easy.
Ba-dunka-dunk ... cute.
Beckon ... want, motion for.
Betray ... act against a friend's interests.
Bizatch ... butt.
Blemish ... pimple, zit.
Bloop ... a pop fly over the infield.
Blush ... face showing embarrassment.
Boner ... hard penis.
Bonergasm ... Jeff's term for an orgasm without ejaculation.
Booty ... 1) butt; 2) sex.
Bra ... garment for one's breasts.
Brainstorm ... idea.
Bromzilla ... crazy.
Bub ... pal.
Buns ... butt.
Butt ... rear end.
Buttocks ... butt.
Candor ... willing to say what on one's mind.
Captain Hook ... evil captain.
Captivate ... hold one's interest.
Carousing ... playing, partying.
Champagne ... a sparkling drink.
Child molester ... an adult who had sexual contact with a child.
Chitchat ... small talk.
Circumcised ... foreskin has been cut off.
Clandestine ... secretly bad.
Cleavage ... clothing taking the shape of one's body's.
Cocky ... reckless.
Coincident ... happen by chance.
Comfy ... comfortable.
Compassion ... caring with feeling.
Complicated ... full of twists and turns.
Console ... comfort.
Cringe ... flinch, shake.
Cuddle ... hold close, hug.
Cum ... 1) semen that squirts from a mature penis; 2) having an orgasm.
Cussing ... swearing, using bad words.
Deference ... respect.
Depressed ... feeling down.
Deterred ... stopped.
Dick ... penis, male sex organ.
Dilemma ... a no win situation.
Dip ... enter.
Diplomatic ... tactful.
Director ... person in charge.
Disrobe ... take off clothing.
Diss ... disrespect.
Distinguished ... great, prominent.
Diversion ... detour, sidetrack.
Douchbag ... jerk.
Dude ... guy.
Duped ... fooled.
Ecstatic ... extreme delight.
Ejaculate ... squirt semen from one's penis during orgasm.
Elegance ... gracefulness, charm.
Embarrass ... make a fool of.
Embrace ... hug.
Empathy ... sense a person's feelings.
Envy, envious ... jealous.
Erection ... hard penis.
Erotic ... sexual.
Escapade ... adventure.
Eternity ... forever.
Eureka ... have found, reacting with deep amazement.
Exquisite ... dainty, elegant.
Exultation ... joy, excitement.
Fiancee ... person one will marry.
Fidget ... be restless, as if one has ants in one's pants.
Fondle ... touch, feel up.
Flatter ... sweet-talk.
Flustered ... upset, anxious.
Frisky ... lively.
Frolic ... carefree play.
Gasser ... pass gas, fart.
Gay-bashing ... attacking boys that are sexually attracted to boys.
Genitalia, genitals ... sexual organs, private parts.
Gonna ... going to.
Googly-eyed ... eyes showing sexual feeling.
Goose ... touch someone's crotch.
Goose bumps ... pleasant chill from being touched a certain way.
Gotcha ... got you.
Gratify ... satisfy, appreciate.
Groin ... where one's genitals are.
HIV ... human immunodeficiency virus, AIDS virus.
Holy ... sacred, pure.
Homer ... home run.
Hooters ... breasts.
Horny ... wanting orgasm, itching for sex.
Humiliate ... disgrace, make fool of.
Hysterical ... out of control, out of one's wits.
Illegal ... against the law.
Imperative ... required, a must.
Inadequate ... not OK.
Individually ... one person at a time.
Insane ... crazy.
Inspire ... give zeal, motivate.
Instigator ... person who starts it or leads it.
Instinctive ... natural, innate.
Intimacy ... revealing one's real self.
Jack off ... rub genitals for sexual pleasure.
Jerk off ... rub genitals for sexual pleasure.
Jim jam ... semen.
Kewl ... cool, popular.
Knack ... know how.
La Jolla ... LAH HOY AH: a town on the Pacific coast in southern California.
Lather ... make soapy or creamy.
Lobotomy ... brain surgery, cut nerve fibers in brain for relief of a mental disorder.
Lunge ... jump.
Lusting ... having sex thoughts for someone.
Macho man ... tough guy.
Maintain ... keep up.
Manhood ... what men have that women don't.
Massage ... rub.
Masturbate ... rub genitals for sexual pleasure.
Matrimony ... marriage.
Melancholy ... sad.
Microscope ... tool used to see something small.
Migraine ... bad headache.
Momentum ... force, such as when you coast on a bicycle.
Mono ... infectious mononucleosis.
Mutilate ... destroy.
Naked ... unclothed.
Naturism ... life style with clothes off.
Nude ... no clothes on.
'Nuff ... enough.
Nurture ... loving touch.
Obstacle ... something in the way.
Orgasm ... moment of intense sexual pleasure.
Oucheewowa ... ouch and wow.
Passion ... deep feelings.
Pedophile ... an adult with sexual desire for a child.
Penetrate ... enter, go in.
Penis ... dick, male sexual organ.
Pervert ... sexually sick person.
Pet ... feel up.
Plagued ... bothered.
Plunges ... dives.
Pompoms ... breasts.
Pondering ... thinking about.
Pouch ... sack.
Predictor ... make something more likely to happen.
Pregnant ... with child.
Provocative ... stimulating.
P-U ... stink.
Quirk ... twist.
Rad ... radical.
Radiant ... glowing.
Reciprocate ... do the same for.
Reluctant ... not willing.
Reputation ... status.
Resurrect ... come back to life.
Ritual ... habit.
Rivalry ... competition.
Romance ... passion as on a date.
Runt ... little kid.
Sabotage ... booby trap, undermine.
Sarcastic ... scornful, phony words in anger.
Scamper ... run fast like a squirrel.
Scrotum ... the sack below one's penis.
Secluded ... hidden.
Seethe ... stew in anger.
Seizure ... convulsion, fit.
Self-assured ... sure of oneself.
Semen ... white fluid that carries sperm from a man's sack through his penis.
Seniorita ... girl (Spanish).
Sensual ... passionate.
Serenity ... peacefulness.
Sexatized ... itching for sex.
Shaft ... penis.
Simultaneous ... at the same time.
Sleek ... close fitting.
Smirk ... sly smile.
Smooch ... kiss long.
Snuggle ... lay close to, cuddle.
Spiritual ... in step with God: worship God alone, love others as one-self, use things rather than loving them.
Spontaneous ... gut reaction, go with one's feelings.
Stalking ... following someone while feeling sexual or evil.
Straight ... 1) not curved; 2) directly; 3) not gay, attracted to the opposite sex.
Strategy ... plan, tactic.
Strip ... take off clothing.
Surmise ... figure out.
Telepathically ... talk mind to mind.
Testicles ... balls, nuts, jewels.
Testimony ... one's story.
Timelessness ... nothing else matters.
Torment ... torture, terrible pain.
Trance ... daze, unaware.
Tribal chant ... sounds of an Indian dance.
Tush ... butt, rear end.
Ump ... umpire.
Unanimously ... all agree.
Undies ... underwear.
Uptight ... tense, not relaxed.
Vague ... not clear.
Vibes ... feelings.
Vitals ... sexual organs, private parts.
Volume ... loud.
Voluntary ... unpaid, do by choice.
Voluptuous ... big and beautiful.
Vulgar ... mean, obscene.
Waning ... fading, getting weaker.
Wank ... rub genitals for sexual pleasure.
Way cool ... popular, impressive.
Whatchu ... what you.
Wonker ... penis.
Wryly ... pretending to be serious.