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Zack called and suggested going in my pool. It was much smaller than mine and had almost no backyard. Also, his brother Trevor has Autism Spectrum Disorder and after his father died, his grandparents moved in to watch over him while his mom went back to work. Trevor could function pretty well, just below the Sam Gardner level, but he did need some help.

Anyway, I thought this would be a good chance to see if Zack would sleepover. I asked and he accepted. I felt excited and nervous at the same time. I made a mental note to be extra aware of anything related to my bedwetting that could gross him out. Zack was very much a clean freak and borderline germaphobe - which is another thing we have in common. Zack took it a step further than me.

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We both washed our hands frequently but he would always rinse off in the shower after going in the pool - which I never did. I was surprised she was offering Zack to stay in my room.

She did not usually allow friends in our rooms and this would be the first time for me. Zack arrived just after noon and we went to put his overnight bag in my room. It was pretty big. My father was an architect and he built the house and designed a room for each of us which were exactly the same size. Each of our rooms had a door to the bathroom and there was a hallway entrance.

Peter had the same set up except the room connected to him was an office. Without hesitation he stepped out of his flip flops then dropped his shorts and underwear to the floor. He quickly pulled his bathing suit on but I was surprised at how freely he got naked in front of me. I was only able to get a quick glance but saw his dick was circumcised and bigger than mine. He had light color pubes around the base of his dick, similar to the amount I had and was otherwise hairless.

I went to the bathroom to change and we went down and out the back to the pool. Peter, Mark, Brent and Dylan were already there and my mom put pizza on the table for lunch. I felt a sense of awkwardness being it was the first time I had seen Brent and Dylan since the butt facing. It reminded me of the feeling of seeing my cousins that Christmas after being de-pantsed. I was glancing at Zack to see if there were any looks or signals being sent between him and Mark's friends.

The six of us spent hours in the pool splashing around and playing pool games. There was nothing out of the ordinary and Zack was his usual unbashful self. He asked me to do things like get him a clean towel and put his wet one over the railing to dry. He had me go inside to get more ice and bring out more snacks.

At one point he asked me to move over to a chair so he could lay out on the lounge.