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Hard Time at the Beach
Chapter 15.


Jakub is jolted out of his holiday party reverie when he feels a hard tugging on his hand. Mother and Monet are finished with applying a coat of sunscreen over every inch of Jakub's body, and that does include every inch of the erection sticking up. The picture taking has also concluded.
Uncle Bolek has taken back the phone and he is scrolling through the photos, laughing and pointing at the phone's screen.

"Let's go build the sandcastle now," Monet says, as she pulls on the hand again. Jakub looks over at Inga and Peter. Both of them were grinning like
canary stuffed cats as they watched Jakub's sunscreen rubdown.

"Are you going down to the beach too," Jakub asks Inga.

"We have to find my mom, see what we are doing for lunch. Peter and I will be down to the water in a while."

"Come on, let's go," Monet says, and Jakub walks with the ten year old down to the edge of the water. Monet points to a half-finished sandcastle.
A boy and a girl are working on it. The boy is wearing a very small swimsuit bottom that is half the size of a regular speedo. The boys on this beach wear the skimpiest suits Jakub has ever seen. The swimsuits boys wear in Poland are more modest, more like the suits swim team boys wear. Half the boys aged ten and under aren't wearing any suit at all on this beach. The boy at the sandcastle and the girl, who is wearing a bikini so micro that it hardly made any sense to be wearing it, are both sweaty and coated in sand. Jakub remembers Peter's beach story, the sanded dick story. Does Jakub have to worry about getting any abrasive sand bits stuck up his foreskin? With how tightly it fits like a glove he feels there is little chance of getting any sand grains up in there. The big and bulbous head of his will act as a sand blocker.

"That's my brother, Benno, at the castle. What we need is the moat dug. Can you use the shovel and dig a trench in front of the castle?"

Monet's brother, Benno, is probably nine and small. There is no way these other younger kids can match his size and the strength of a twelve year old.

"Sure, I'll dig your moat," Jakub says, not digging the idea of being a beast of burden, digging other people's trenches. Jakub sees a shovel sticking out of the sand. He pulls it out, and fortunately is not a tiny toy shovel but one that can actually do the job. Two feet in front of the castle he starts the trench. He marks out a line about ten feet across, then he starts on the depth.

"Make it a big moat," Monet tells him.

Obligingly, Jakub resumes his work. He makes the moat 18 inches across and one foot deep, an impressive engineering feat if you asked Jakub's opinion. Nearing the end of his ten-foot line, Jakub stops to rest. Jakub's dick has also come down to rest. His exertions of digging have taken all the blood flow away from his penis. Other than noticing it flopping back and forth as he tosses sand, knowing what a nice show he must be putting on for any who are watching, Jakub pays no attention to it. He does feel his balls swinging and swaying, slapping the side of his legs when he tosses the sand. Taking his break, he kneels over the moat, his legs spread wide. He straightens up and looks at the castle. A few more walls have been built up, but there's nobody manning the castle. Monet, her brother, and the other girl are gone. Well, if that don't beat all, Jakub has been
busting his balls digging a moat and the others have abandoned the castle.

There is a sound of giggling. It's coming from an unexpected direction. The giggling is coming from below. Jakub looks down and he sees a girl's face directly below and directly between his legs. It's Monet. Monet has gotten down into the trench. It's wide enough and deep enough for her to get her whole body below the level of the sandy beach. Monet got on her back as she got under Jakub's kneeling legs. On her back, she is looking up, looking right up at Jakub's balls and dangling dick. The girl is smiling and giggling, obviously gaining immense enjoyment from the sight. Jakub has never had anyone stare at his boy bits from this angle before. It's a bit unnerving.

"What are you doing down there?"

More laughter comes from behind him. Jakub turns his head and looks down. Monet's brother and the other girl have also gotten into the trench, and they are crawling toward him like soldiers on a battlefield crawling under the barbed wire. Jakub feels a tug on his penis. Looking down again
on the frontside, Monet has her fingers gripping the end, just behind the head. She pulls down on it, pulls on it till it stretches as far as it will go, then she lets go. The soft but stretchy penis snaps back and flops up and down.

"Even when you are soft you are big," Monet says.

Jakub's dick does what young boy's dicks do when getting direct and personal attention from a girl. It starts getting bigger. Monet laughs as she
pulls herself forward and out of the trench.

"Crawl under Benno. Look at it grow," Monet says.

Monet's younger brother quickly crawls under between Jakub's legs. Monet continues rubbing the head with her fingers, pulling down and letting it swing back up. Benno looks at it in wide eyed wonder. It's his first look at the "amazing enlarging penis."

"That is so cool," the amazed boy says.

"I want to see," says the other girl in the trench behind Benno, and no matter where he goes, or what he does, Jakub's penis finds itself to be the star of the show. By the time the third girl has finished her turn crawling under Jakub's legs and gotten a good look, the tickling by Monet's
fingertips has gotten him all hard up again. The dull ache in his balls has also started up again.

"That's a great moat. Now help us build the tower. The castle needs a watchtower," Monet asks for more assistance.

"Maybe you can use is dick for the drawbridge," comes a voice from nearby.

Jakub looks over and he sees Peter and Inga have shown up. Hooray for the reinforcements. Not to mention another older naked boy to take some
of the attention off of him.

"If you and Jakub place your dicks end to end, it might span that moat," says Inga.

Peter laughs as he looks down at himself. "That might be fun to try."

Amazing chapter, looks like the kids are now going to have their own fun with Jakub's dick. I doubt he will have any control of the situation!!! (:

Can't wait to see where the story goes from here.

I love that Peter himself doesn't seem too embarrassed by his nudity, it makes it all the more humiliating for Jakub that he is so bothered by it.

Hope they run into that lifeguard again by the way.

Can't wait for more.

Hard Time at the Beach
Chapter 16.


Jakub was most definitely pleased to see Inga and Peter arrive at the castle construction site. Jakub had just about finished the moat in front of
the sandcastle, but he wasn't thrilled with how much attention he was getting from the three kids he was with. Monet had played with his penis as her brother, Benno, and another girl watched in fascination.

However, Peter and Inga have a plan of action that catches Jakub off guard and dashed his hopes for a quiet and relatively attention free finish to the castle building.

"Use his dick for a drawbridge," Peter said.
"Peter, you and Jakub put your dicks together, end to end to span the moat," said Inga.

Great, now Jakub's penis is the tool for the next construction job. Become the drawbridge over the moat he just dug. Hot diggity-dog, the dick becomes the drawbridge, a major tourist attraction. People will come from all over Europe to see it. Jakub's dick is already hard up and ready to be put to use, but Jakub won't be alone in the endeavor. Peter is the other half of the bridge.

"Where is the most narrow part of this moat?" Peter asks.

Everyone looks up and down the full ten foot stretch of the trench. The widest part of the moat is around 18 inches, much too wide.

"Over here, over here," says Monet, looking at a spot near the middle of the trench. Jakub and Peter step over to that spot. It does look much
more narrow. Turns out the little, fully naked ten year old with the ponytails and glasses has the best eyes. "This is the spot," Monet says. Nobody claims to have spotted a more narrow section.

Jakub kneels down. His feet are pointed toward the walls of the sandcastle, his erect penis pointing out over the trench. Peter kneels down on
the opposite side of the trench. Peter's penis is still completely limp. Peter looks around, his face blushing, and he begins stroking himself. Peter laughs and he looks around again. Other kids on the beach have noticed the strange sight of two boys facing each other as they get their dicks hard. It looks like two boys are doing a jerkoff competition. The kids run toward the sandcastle, and they gather around. As the group of ten to twelve boys and girls comes near, Peter laughs again.

"I never played with myself with other people watching. I don't know if I can do this."

The ever helpful, ever friendly Monet takes charge again. She jumps into the trench and steps up to Peter.

"Hi. I'm Monet. I'm from Switzerland. And you are?"

"I'm Peter," Peter says, taking his right hand off of his penis, holds the hand out to Monet. Monet shakes Peter's hand as if shaking a hand while that same hand is engaged in an act of masturbation is normal. Peter's efforts so far has only resulted in getting halfway hard. Jakub is nearly all the way hard, has been for a while. Again, Jakub feels his dick get even stiffer as he watches Peter get himself all worked up, by his own hand this
time.

"Need help with that?" Monet says, and she brushes Peter's hand away. Monet, the fearless little naked ten year old, take over the task of getting Peter to full erection. Rapidly she strokes it up and down. Now even adults are beginning to gather to see the unexpected spectacle. Jakub's
penis make one more upward lurch. He can feel it pulsing. Looking down at it, it is pulsing, and his head is all protruding and purple again.

"That looks hard now," Inga says. "Let's see if they can make a good bridge."

Jakub is amazed when he sees the final result of Monet's handicraft. Peter's dick is sticking up, looking long and hard. For the first time since Peter lost his bet and had to go naked, his dick is totally hard. Peter is surprisingly long, a skinny long where Jakub is fat and long, long for twelve year
old boys that is. But will it be enough? Can the two hard and erected cocks span the moat to form the dick drawbridge?

Peter's penis points straight upward. It has more lift than Jakub's, not having the same weight to it. Peter pushes his dick down to point toward Jakub. Jakub does the same, pulls his down to point at Peter. Monet, standing in the trench, bends over to get a close look. Monet's brother, Benno, gets down in the trench, looks closely from the other side. Jakub feels like he is close to bursting. Peter looks to be the hardest and
longest he's ever been...and it's not enough. Jakub's five and a half inches, plus Peter' five inches does not span the trench. The exposed heads of each boy's dick point at each other with two inches left in between. The bridge is short.

"Damn, my dick's not long enough," Peter says, and murmurs of disappointment go up all around.

Suddenly, Benno stands straight up. The nine year old boy strips off his small speedo. Benno shows a young boy's penis, but the boy has an erection. Amazing. Every boy's dick is getting hard at the beach. Benno steps up to the dick drawbridge, plugging the two inch gap with his own hardon.
A tremendous cheer erupts from the crowd. A dozen adult onlookers take pictures of the awesome achievement in body engineering.

What a display from the boys. Surely a marvel of engineering. What is next to come? I can't wait.

I hope to read more of this series soon. Its soo good. The set up each chapter keeps getting better and better. It's amazing.

Hard Time at the Beach
Chapter 17.


"Which one of you is older?"

Monet asks the question as she is getting a good look, a comparative look of Jakub and Peter. As the dick drawbridge was completed the cheering erupted. Jakub and Peter were pulled up to their feet, their hands raised, other people's fingers and cameras pointing toward the raised dicks of the two boys. Jakub smiles and he waves at the cheering onlookers, though he isn't comfortable with all the attention. Peter grabs Jakub and gives him a hug. With their bodies pressed together, their dicks pressed together, Monet wraps her hand around each boy's shaft. The two boys try to pull apart, but Monet has her little hands gripping tight around each of them. Monet pulls each penis downward, the two dicks pointing at each other, the two heads rubbing against the other boy's little head. Peter's head still the nice shade of dark pink, angry purple for Jakub.

"Which one of you is older?"

"They are both twelve," Inga says.

"Jakub is bigger, but Peter has some hair." Monet says, and after more questioning it's revealed that Jakub was born in October. Peter was born in July. Peter is the older boy, will be thirteen in another month.

"I'm older. I can tell you what to do," Peter says.
"I'm bigger, so make me," Jakub replies, and the two boys laugh.

Monet still has her hands all over the two boys, her small hands rubbing the shafts of the boys for about a minute, having elected herself penis demonstrator for the onlookers. Jakub looks down suddenly, when he feels Monet's hands wrap around his balls to give them a squeeze.

"Ow. That's sensitive," Jakub shouts at the ten year old girl, who obviously doesn't know one must be gentle when handling the family jewels.

His dick has been so worked up and hard the last few hours, his balls feel swollen and puffy, very sensitive to being handled like that. When Monet
grabbed the balls and squeezed, the penis twitched and jerked, a line of liquid spilling out. The viscous line stretches down a few inches.

"What are you doing, Jakub?" Monet asks, not knowing Jakub has no control over this.

This is the second time today Jakub's penis has sprung a leak. The previous time he was stuck on the paddleboat with Inga, Peter, and the two
other teenage girls. He couldn't go and hide anywhere.

Having a hardon in front of others is one thing. Having a dribbling dick, clear liquid spilling out of it, not knowing what the hell this is and why it's
seeping out of his pee hole...well, that's too embarrassing to have people gawking at.

"I gotta go pee," Jakub says. He turns toward the water, and he rushes down to the waves. Jakub turns back toward the group. "Peter, come with me for a swim, just Peter."

"What about the castle?" Monet yells out.

"I'll be back soon. I won't be long. Come on Peter."

Peter runs after Jakub, runs down to the shore and he too walks out into the water. Quickly Peter catches up.
"Is there something wrong?"

Jakub stops walking. He's about knee deep in the water, the waves hitting him at mid-thigh.

"That was getting to be too much. I...I couldn't take it anymore. What is this stuff coming of out me?"

Jakub bends over, puts his hands into the water. He washes off his dick and balls. The cool water feels good. He feels much better after the sticky goo is washed away and his balls get cooled down. "I think I do have to pee." Jakub walks farther down the beach, away from the group of kids, looking for some small bit of privacy on the open beach.

"Have you ever gotten up in the morning and you go into the bathroom, but you can't pee. Can't pee because your dick is pointing up and won't go down?" Peter says, looking down at Jakub's still mostly hard dick poking out.

Jakub looks over at Peter's penis, which is diminishing in size and stiffness.

"Yes. That's annoying if you have to pee really bad but can't aim it toward the bowl."

"Happens to me all the time," Peter says. "One time I had this super hard stiffie. It just would not go down. I stood in front of the tub and peed on the tile wall. I was going to rinse it down with the shower head. No big deal, right. But I didn't close the door all the way and my sister came in. "It just rinses off", I told her, but Inga said she would tell mom. I had to do her chores that day. The worst part was being seen peeing way up on
the bathroom wall, pissing with a hardon and my sister saw it."

Jakub stops walking. This is a good enough spot. Jakub smiles, he chuckles, he places his arm across the other boy's shoulders.

"I say piss on it. Piss on the whole world. On a count of three. You and me...on a count of three," and Jakub grabs his dick with the left hand, his right arm still around Peter's shoulders. "One...two..."

Peter grabs his dick with his right hand. Together the two boys get themselves in perfect pissing angle with their cannons ready to unload.
"Three" Jakub says, and he commences pissing on the world, aiming high and shooting long. Peter matches his streaming arch and perhaps has a little more distance.

"You know what they say in the Ghostbusters movie, 'Don't cross the streams', and Peter aims toward Jakub's stream. Jakub aims more to the right and the two streams of pee cross paths, the two boys laughing as the spray goes in multiple directions.

It's comforting for Jakub, calming to him to get a chance to hang out with another boy his age. No grownups, no crazy uncles, no crowd of onlookers, and no girls around to bother and tease and embarrass him. Just two twelve year old boys raining their pee on the sea.

Peter's pee peters out first. Jakub's flow lasts four or five seconds longer till it peters out to dribble.

"Have you ever jerked off?"

Jakub's turns his head quickly, and he looks at Peter. Is it a joke question? Is Peter grinning from ear to ear? No. Peter looks serious.

"Have you ever gotten a wet dream? With how much you've been leaking, you've been dripping like a leaky faucet...umm, have you ever had your
stuff come out?"

Jakub's quiet moment on the beach, his moment of peaceful pissing and chatting with his friend, came to an end. Did it just turn into a game of Truth or Dare?

Perfect chapter. It feels like Jakub is getting closer and closer to something. Maybe I am right, maybe I'm wrong but oh my am I excited.

Hard Time at the Beach
Chapter 18.


Jakub is nearly flabbergasted by the questions popping out of Peter's mouth.

"Have you ever jerked off...Have you ever gotten a wet dream...have you ever had your stuff come out?"

Jakub still has his arm across Peter's shoulders, had been hugging him as the two boys competed to see who can pee the farthest into the water.
Jakub is suddenly aware of how close his body is to Peter's, and with Peter asking such personal questions, well, Jakub is in need to restore his
personal space. Jakub takes his arm off of Peter and he backs away a step.

"What's with all the questions? It's like jumping the gun on a game of Truth or Dare."

"Sorry. I didn't mean to ahhh, to make you uneasy," Peter says. Then Peter laughs. He bends over and laughs a good one. "Those are....that is
exactly what I would ask you in Truth or Dare. You want to go back to the others and play that game. I suppose you won't say Truth. But then you
want to take the chance with what kind of Dare Monet will give you?", and Peter laughs again.

"I'm not playing Truth or Dare with Monet. Hell no."
Jakub is silent for a moment as he looks down at the waves. Then he looks down at his dick. He has gotten down to flaccid. He was half hard
when he peed into the sea with Peter, helping him get some lift and a high arc on his stream. Jakub is glad he's gotten the chance to chill down, cool down, but the thought of this game...is he twitching again down there? The thought of it is exciting. Jakub looks up at Peter. "If it was just you and your sister, ummm...you and Inga, I'd play Truth or Dare."

Jakub is looking outward to the sea again. While not looking at Peter, he doesn't notice Peter stepped away from him. Peter is waving his arms toward the group of kids at the sandcastle building area, waving until his sister notices. Inga notices the waving, and she comes running down toward the beach.

Jakub turns to see his friend waving, then follows Peter's gaze up the beach to see Inga running over.

"What's up guys? What do you have in mind?" Inga asks as she gets closer.

"Jakub has agreed to answer two Truth questions if we both do a dare," Peter says.

That isn't exactly how Truth or Dare works, but Jakub is okay with the arrangement, that is, if Inga agrees to the dare he comes up with.

"Okay, okay. I'll answer your questions. Only two questions. Then I get to dare each of you. But I don't want to do a long game. We do one round of this. After that it's back to the sandcastle. I hate to think what Monet would do if I didn't show up to help finish the castle."

"She'd hang you by the balls from the nearest tree," Inga says.
"She'd take her glasses off and use them like a magnifying glass, burn her name on your ass," Peter added.

"You're probably right, so let's not take too long. Somebody ask me a question."

"I'm thinking," Inga says.

Peter, looking up the beach, points toward a large tarp on poles near the water. This tarp has a group of people under it and more gathered just
outside the tarp. It looks to be grownups and kids involved in something. Pointing toward that tarp, Peter makes a suggestion.
"Let's see what's going on over there."

As Peter, Inga, and Jakub walk through the waves near the shore, as they walk toward the tarp, Peter asks his question.

"Jakub, do you jerk off because you get wet dreams?"

Damn...dang it...Peter found a way to ask two of his previous questions in the form on one sentence. If he has wet dreams he must admit to it,
and he must admit if he jerks off because of it. Inga is laughing. She had no idea the Truth question would be so embarrassing a question.
Inga presses her lips together, trying not to giggle too much and make a guffaw. She wipes a tear from her eye, and with her bright and shiny eyes
she looks upon Jakub and awaits his reply.

Oh man what a cliffhanger!

The story gets better and better.

Poor Jakub, is there going to end up being some kind of demonstration I wonder?