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"Max, are you still playing that game? It's been hours."

"Yes, mom."

"Will it's been a few hours, don't you think you should do something else for a bit?"

Max didn't answer at first, but then he turned away from the screen. "Mom, I'm writing a Velociraptor, and I just attacked a Triceratops." He let the words hang there for a moment with the implication, was there anything else worth doing before turning back to his game.

"Give up mom. Our little Max has dinosaurs on the brains." Jackson called from the couch. " I'm glad I never got into that."

"Oh, no. Your thing at his age was trucks." DJ said walking over to her older son. "You used to stand out in front of the house just waiting for the garbage truck to arrive. Then you would shout garbage truck, garbage truck. You were so cute."

"Mom! I was five."

DJ just laughed at her eldest embarrassment. Before turning back to her middle son. " Max, I want you to take a bath so save and get going."

"Okay mom, as soon as I get to a safe spot." he decided not to explain Ark Survival Evolved didn't have a save feature. His mom's knowledge on video games was a bit spotty. Still, he wasn't too far from his base. It only took a few minutes to get back and secure it. He had only had the game for two days and since he had to play solo it wasn't a very impressive one, but it was his. A game where you can tame and ride dinosaurs, really it couldn't be much better. Well, it could. His mom was not letting him play online...yet.

He managed to close out the game just as his mom was walking back into the room to give him a more firm reminder. "Heading up now mom."

"Good, do you want a bubble bath?"

Max wasn't allowed to put in his own bubble bath after an incident where the bottle had slipped out of his hand and fallen into the tub. "Maybe just a little."

"All right, I'll be up in a minute."

Max headed upstairs. The new showers are better for the environment but he just didn't like them as much and compensated by just not bathing as often. It wasn't like he smelled like Jackson could. He stopped off at his room to grab his pajamas before heading to the bathroom and started filling the tub. His mom walked in a minute or so later to drop in some of the bubble bath and close the door behind her. Max undressed and carefully folded his clothing before ducking under the sink and grabbing his Plesiosaur. It was only a few inches long but the little guy had been his equivalent of a rubber duck for years. Checking the water temperature he let it fill up a little more before turning it off and carefully climbing into the tub.

The warm water felt nice and with his legs out in front of him the water was high enough with just his toes were sticking out of the water. He moved the plesiosaur around letting its head popped out of the water before it disappeared into a bunch of bubbles. He moved it around imagining it was swimming in the ocean. He had heard that they were in the game or something like them, but he hadn't seen them yet. In his mind, he was riding on its back as he pushed through the water. It his mind he was in a deep dark ocean swimming down to the bottom when an even bigger predator appeared. Maybe a Megalodon, they were supposed to be 60 feet long. He imagined one of those chasing him and moved his leg up a little to create a little cave he could dive under, but the Megalodon was too fast. Desperately, he swam out to sea but that was its environment. Turning the plesiosaur around, he skimmed up his leg pretending he was trying to get into the shallows where maybe he could turn and attack it.

He slid the plesiosaur back up his kneecap over his inner thigh. The bathtub was shallow here, so it became a little cove and his perfect spot for a counterattack. He turned and started thrashing around in the water pretending he was biting the bigger shark. The thrashing causing the bubbles to move away on little waves. He twisted the plesiosaur around pretending he was attacking the Megalodon from different angles, as he did so the tale of the plesiosaur brushed up against his private area. The first time he barely noticed it the next time it happened it felt a little different. In his mind, he was still doing battle. The Megalodon started to run for it. That meant it was nearly dead and he ended the fight quickly afterward.

Dropping the game he reached for a washcloth even as he felt a little weird down below. Looking down Max saw that he was different down there. His thing was a little thicker. Taking it in his hand it seemed a bit more sensitive too. Curiously he ran his thumb along it. Even with that little touchy felt himself get harder and it clicked in his brain. This wasn't the first time he had become hard. He remembered a few other times it had happened to him. Sliding down a railing at school, on the jungle gym and a few others. Those times it had been embarrassing and annoying in that order. With no one around and confident everyone knew how to knock before entering he was more curious.

Using his fingertips he pulled on some of his skin and while that did work a little, it wasn't much. Then he remembered how it had felt when he had slid down the pole. Using his entire right hand he flattened it against his thing and pushed it against himself. He moved his hand up and down trying to simulate sliding down railing and that work. It felt a little nice but when he pulled his hand away to look that feeling went away even though he was a lot harder now. Max looked down at it for several seconds wondering why it did that? He thought it was supposed to because every other time he had had it happen he went back to normal after a while. After a little more examination Max squeezed his hand against it again and leaned back in the bathtub, it was a nice feeling.

Max wasn't sure how long he had done it for, but he started to feel funny and after a little more time he felt like he needed to go to the bathroom. Carefully slipping out of the bathtub he stood by the toilet and waited to go but couldn't. After about a minute the feeling seem to go away so Max went back into the bathtub. He started to rub himself again but that feeling like he needed to pee came back. So he slipped out again and really tried to go but couldn't squeeze out more than a few drops. Gitting back into the bathtub he had an idea and started to rub himself one more time. This time when the feeling like he had to pee came again Max stayed in the tub and it went away. Not sure why it was happening he decided not to rub himself again.

With that put aside for now, Max decided to wash up. By the time Max had finished washing his feet, he was soft again and went about popping all the bubbles. He slid out one final time and drain the tub before getting dressed. Making his way downstairs he saw just about everyone was watching TV. His mom turned to him. "Hey, I was wondering if you would be my boy or a giant raisin."

Max held up his hand showing his wrinkly finger from the water. "I'm a boy, but just as sweet as a raisin."He reached the bottom of the stairs. "Can I go back on the computer?"

"No, you have to go to bed soon. Come on, you can sit next to me." His mom said.

Max did so but the nature documentary really didn't hold his interest. His mind wandered back to the bathtub and the strange thing he had tried out. Every time it happened before hand it had just been something you wish the way that had been more interesting. He had questions and mentally he could ask. There were four males in the house including himself. Tommy and Cosmo could be great listeners, but not turn to for advice. That left Fernando and Jackson. If he ask Fernando that would be weird since he wasn't supposed to be living here. So really is big brother was the only option. Well at least they shared a room so all Max had to do was ambush him before he went to bed. When the show ended he was all too happy to go to bed but stay operating for at least another hour before Jackson finally wandered in.

"Jackson!" Max said.

Jackson took a step backward. "You're still wound up. Shouldn't you be in bed?"

Max pointed down at the bed he was sitting on. "I am in bed. Mom says I can stay up to read as long as I have all electronics off."

"Yeah, well read quietly am kinda tired," Jackson said climbing into his bed.

Max carefully put the book on his nightstand and slipped out of his bed to make his way over to his brother. " Jackson, I have a question."

Jackson didn't rollover. "Can it wait until tomorrow?"

"It could, but then I might chicken out. So no."

Jackson let out a sigh and rolled onto his back. "What is it?"

Max glanced over at the door and knelt down a little so he could speak in a whisper. "It's about boy stuff."

"What is it?" Jackson asked annoyed.

Max pause to wet his lips and just ask. "Does your penis ever get stiff?"

Jackson's eyes widened the bed quickly recovered and slowly sat up in bed making room for Max to sit on it. "Yeah, it's normal. Did that happen to you?"

"Why would I be asking if it didn't?" Max said before his shoulders slumped. "In the tub."

"It's just it happen sometimes Max. Usually if you ignore it goes away after a while. If you want you can try to pack it up on your waistband, so no one will notice if you are in public. It just gotta be a little careful about that." Jackson supplied.

Max had figure most of that out. Other than waistband idea, that hadn't occurred to him. "Yeah well, I was also kind of rubbing it? It felt good, but then it felt like I had to pee."

Jackson grimaced. "Oh. That..." Jackson trailed off before sending his own look at the door. "I'll be straight up with you, but you didn't hear this from me promise?"

"Cross my heart."

"Yeah," Jackson said leaning a little closer to him. "If you're ever doing it again and you start to get that feeling just keep doing it. After a while, you get a really good feeling. Just don't get caught doing it."

"And you I want you pee myself?"

"Would I lie to you, Max?"

"Yes, New Year's Eve."

"Okay, would I lie if there isn't a girl involved?" Jackson clarified.

"I guess not."

Jackson laid back down preparing to go to bed. "Good night and just remember if you caught, I didn't tell you any of this."

Max stood up. "Thanks Jackson good nite."

Authors note: Just to be absolutely clear there will be more mature with Max and other male characters. Also, anyone who doesn't know Ark Survival Evolved is a real game where you can tame and ride dinosaurs. It will be a reoccurring thing.