Jon did his best to ignore his little hard on, but being cradled against Kevin's head made it worse. He tried not to sit too close, but Kevin kept tugging his legs so his crotch was pressed against Kevin's neck. Every little movement pressed his dick against Kevin, and every movement felt like it was getting harder and harder. He did his best to instead focus on winning the games of chicken.
His tiny legs wrapped around Kevin's neck, and he had to keep leaning forward to push against the other girls. Kevin gripped his legs, pulling him closer and turning back into his crotch to smile up at him. Jon gripped Kevin's chin, tried not to thing about how good it felt to have those hands on his thighs - and it was probably for the best that he could distract himself with the game.
Jon wasn't sure how long they played, but he admittedly had fun. Giggling and laughing as he pushed against the other girls who were surprisingly strong - sometimes more than him! He barely managed to win at times, and was sent tumbling off of Kevin more than once. He wasn't quite expecting that, being a boy, but he hadn't gone through puberty. He thought he would lose, just not this badly.
Every time he fell, Kevin's hands roamed his body as he helped Jon back up onto his shoulders. Once, Jon landed in front of Kevin, and when he popped back up, Kevin wrapped an arm around his waist. He pulled Jon close, and he could have sworn he felt the other boy's dick. It felt larger than it was the day before, and much harder. Jon blushed wildly at that, but didn't say anything as Kevin smiled at him. The boy even sneaked and hand down Jon's belly and stopped just shy of his bikini bottom.
They played for more than an hour, and Jon was on edge the entire time. He needed to stop soon, otherwise he was going to have an accident, one he definitely didn't want to have in front of anyone else. Thankfully, the girls were getting tired of playing around too. With one last fight, Jon lost (again), and fell into the water with Kevin.
Jon took a chance and fiddled with his bikini bottom. As they were playing, it kept riding up his butt, and pulled tighter on his crotch. He wasn't too upset about the later since it he kept him in check and hopefully prevented Kevin from noticing his erection, but he didn't like the floss up his butt. He wiggled at bit to try and not make it too obvious, but gave up and planned on heading to the bathroom to fix both of his problems. Maybe even make a wish or two. His dick strained again and he took the chance to push it down. He moaned under water, where no one could at the feeling.
As he came back up, Jon immediately headed for the pool wall. He popped up, indadvertently whipping his blonde hair back out of his face. He gripped the sides and started to try to pull himself up when he felt two rough hands land on his waist.
"Need a hand?" asked Gary. Before Jon could say no, Gary lifted him up and out of the pool, but not before tearing his bikini bottom off.
Jon froze at the edge of the pool, his ass pointed at them as he started to hear laughter and giggles behind him. His heart poounded in his chest and sent his body into overdrive. His hands snapped to his crotch, trying to cover his dick. With both hands over his crotch, he started to try and run awkwardly back to the house. Between how wet he was, the slipperly ground, he managed to not fall, barely, but could still hear the laughter behind him. He fell right at the door, which prompted only more laughter. His body flushed with embarrassment and he couldn't help the tears now streaming down his face. He slide the door up with one hand, the other covering his still raging hard on, and he scrambled inside toward the bathroom.
When he finally got into the bathroom, he locked the door and collapsed in a puddle of pool water and tears. He hugged his legs to his chest and desperately wished he knew what had happened to him that made his life this in the last two days.
