Challenged
Chapter 12
…we all had a good chuckle, and I put my finger up, “Oh, and Horny Boy Floyd wants to bring Manly over tomorrow for a dip… nudge… nudge in the pool. Seems since Manly has taken such a shine to him, his mom wants him to. Little does she know she’s sending him to this cesspool of ‘teening’ sin and semen. All those in favor, thrash your cocks!” And the rapid turbulence in front of their chests, confirmed their consent…
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…then we giggled and slid down along the one side, feet stretched out and relaxed back, our heads resting on the ledge. The warm bubbling water added to the enjoyment of the growing bonds between us as couples now. The naked contact on our sides was enhancing it too, so our focus was no longer completely on just our respective genitalia. Our wandering hands all over the rest of our bodies was an added change and gave new joy to the feel and touch of a BF. A real BFF.
Rick and I started nattering away, like two li’le ol’ ladies, when I suddenly realized the other pair were silent save for the odd soft murmur. So I raised my head and glanced past Rick’s head and saw the back of Timmy’s head over Winn’s. They were playing suck-face again with Tim’s fingers tangling in Winn’s wet hair!
Rick had turned his head to watch too, and when he turned back, he looked at me and smiled. But the smile was so warm as he licked his lips, that my heart skipped a beat and my mouth went dry. Christ I wanted to kiss him now! Shit what should I do?
He must have read my bloody mind as his hand rose up out of the water and rested lightly on the back of my wet head. He put a little pressure on at first, testing me for any hesitance, and no, none. His eyes were sparking, and as he slowly moved to me, lips slightly ajar, I tingled, staring at those moist lips, no longer thinking about them encasing my cock, but urgently wanting to taste them on mine now.
My first kiss! Well sure, I’ve had a peck on my mom’s and aunt’s cheeks and stuff, but this one made all tingly, not like cummy tingly but even better. Then, that first aroma of his hot breath wafting up, the lip-lock, the tingling in my balls, but with a different ring tone… I can see now why the other two kept resuscitating each other all the time. Rick’s tongue flickering around, searching for mine… and sucking on each other’s…
The four of us continued enjoying ourselves for a while, when I felt a low rumble in my stomach. That rumble that seems to happen every hour on the hour with teens. Food! I broke away from Ricky and stood up, and they stared at my shriveled pickle. I shook my head and gave it a swat, “Darn thing has gone to sleep!” Rick reached up, pinched the pucker of foreskin and stretched it down and let go and shook his head, “I dunno. Things pretty weak, may have to give it some mouth to mouth… or… mouth to…pickle resuscitation I guess you’d say… later!”
Winnie broke up as he slapped the water and looked at Tim, “Can’t test mine like that Timothy!” Tim frowned, so Winn held his curled fist up, “How do you peel a Jewish banana?” Tim shrugged, so Winn continued pretending to peel the imaginary banana, “K. 1, 2, 3… 5!” Tim shook his head, confused, “What happened to 4?” and Winn chuckled, “Hah! Jewish bananas don’t have a four skin! Guess they didn’t realize I don’t belong to any synagogue!”
Well that broke us up, and I remained standing and tugging, “How ‘bout you guys? I'm hungry, so how bout we get out and head to my ‘playroom’ again and order a pizza?" No arguments there, just rapid communal head bobbing. Yepper, growing teens!
The three of us climbed out and pulled Winn up onto the ledge. We didn’t bother drying, knowing the trail of water would dry and we got him up on his feet and Tim announced, “K guys. I duck Winn from now on.”
He got behind him with his feet under Winn’s, his wet body against Winn’s back. I bent down and looked at his hips against the bare ass, “Oh I see why now why you want to, Nice fit is it?”
Tim jerked his hips against Winn’s ass who in turn looked back over his shoulders and banged his ass back against Tim, “Yepper, sho’ is! But I’ll have to try it on a little later, just to make sure!”
So we walked, ducked and chatted our way back to my bedroom, peckers slapping away and when we approached the bed, Winn held his arms straight out to his sides, “K, Lemme fly!”
Timmy let go and Winn fell forward and face down, arms spread, laughing his head off. He spindles were spread apart enough so his pink wrinkle peeked out between his bubble butts. Timmy chuckled and dropped down, spread the cheeks and tongued the wrinkle! It made Winn’s head snap up, “Ahhhh… that is tooo awesome!” and pinched his ass cheeks.
I shook my head as I picked up my smart phone and hit the speaker key. Then the auto dialer, and waited, "Pete's Pizza Palace!… (Hi, is this Pete?)... No it’s Rodney… (cool. You’re answering the phone now too?)...well, just when busy. Is this Brett? …(Yep, and I'd like to order the usual but make it two, and extra pepperoni)… “Great Brett! You must be having a party!"… (well, kinda, I've got some guys here that are pretty big" and I pulled Ricky’s dicky and he giggled as I continued, "and they’re up for anything!")… "Oh oh, that sounds like fun trouble. Okay, it'll be ready in about 30 minutes. Tell you what though, I get off work then, so if it’s okay I’ll drop it off on my way home, like to see you again, K?”… (Absolutely! The front door’s open, so just c’mon in and head straight down to my room, remember? I look forward to seeing you again too! Bye!)” and I’m dying to see you naked too I thought to myself.
I looked at the guys, "Usually I tell him to cut it into six pieces because I can't eat eight, but not tonight!", and they laughed as I continued, "and Wowser! That was Rodney and as you heard, he’s going to drop it off tonight, he's 16, really cute and hot hot!. Wait’ll you see his bikers! Man I’d like to choke that there chicken in them, you'll see what I mean. And BTW I think he likes me by the way he gives me the once over.” I flipped my dick and plopped down with them.
I was lucky because mom had just found this extra king size bed on super sale and replaced my old queen. Little did she realize what a make-out mat it would be. It sleeps three and parties six! We turned back to the TV and watched some cartoons while we waited. They were leaned up against the headboard and Rick’s arm was out beside him, so I dropped down on it.
We watched some Netflix and after about 45 minutes, I heard the door open, so I rolled on my side and grasped Rick’s semi and gave it a suck just as Rodney entered the room holding the pizza box out on one hand. His eyes bugged as he came to a screeching halt.
I pulled off and smiled up at him, “Oh, hey hi Roddy, good timing! I’m just finishing my aperitif!” And I climbed over Rick and went up to him, his eyes locked on my swinger,
He waggled the fingers other hand then splayed then on his chest and gulped, “I… I’m so sorry… you said to just…” and he glanced down as I pulled on my joint, so I smiled, “I know. No probs. Are you offended? You’ve seen cocks before haven’t you? ”
“No… I mean yes… I mean I’m not offended and yes… I’ve seen c… dicks before.”
He was fairly tall, porcelain white and thin with long ebony hair tucked under his helmet, and had gorgeous blue eyes that twinkled when he smiled. The outline of his knob was quite apparent on of the end of the shaft down the right pant leg of his tight spandex biker shorts.
“Good! Just set the pizza over….” and I looked down at his shorts, “… oh excellent! You brought the extra pepperoni!”
He blushed then flinched, grabbing the pizza with both hands when I pinched my way down it, knowing he couldn’t do anything now. Boy, you know just how good a swelling semi feels in spandex. I looked at Rick, “Hey Ricky, this is Rodney, check out the extra pepperoni he brought.” Roddy was squirming slightly as you would suspect when your cock is being felt by a couple naked boys.
Rick, like me, was wearing a semi and Rodney stared at it as it waved over. “Nice cock eh? Like it?” I said, knowing the innuendo, and it startled Rod and he started to shake his head, “No… I mean yes… I mean I… dunno…” an started to nervously rock from foot to foot.
“Never mind, it’s okay.” I said as Rick joined me slowly stroking him as he gulped and looked around for a place to put the box. I could tell he was ramping up the horny meter pretty fast, swallowing hard, cock straining, heart likely pounding, fingers trembling, you know the symptoms right? “Hey Rodney, you know what? Why don’t you stay, get comfortable like us and have some Pizza and we can all like get to know each other better.” And I ran my palm down and cupped the balls lump at the bottom.
I could feel his cock react more to the idea and the cupping, and you know how a hard cock can blind any shyness you have. So he suddenly relaxed and waggled the fingers on the free hand, “Oh I guess I could, I am a tad hungry and these shorts are so… tight… now…”
Rick took the box away and I squeezed the spandex semi harder, “And we can share this extra pepperoni too!” And it was a bit of a turnaround when he surprised me by lowering his hand and lifting my semi with his long fingers, “Well I’m not exactly a vegetarian myself Bretty sweetie!” and giggled. Okee dokee…
Winn was laid back, head turned to us, and Tim was up on his side leaning on his elbow looking over him at the unfolding drama. They were absently fondling each other and I knew they wouldn’t want to join in with us. They were now boyfriends and had dibs on the cocks in their hands.
Rick took the pizza away and Roddy took off his helmet, tossed it aside and cocked his hip and lifted his arms up, giving me a ‘well?’ look. So I pulled the shirt off and I noted his ebony white torso was thin, but wirily from his biking and was completely smooth, no hair under his arms even.
He tittered again as he seductively cocked his hips again and slid his hands down his ass, and looked at the raging bones we just popped, “Well Brettiecons, wanna help me join your boner brigade so you can help your selves to a hot stick of pepperoni?”
Holy shit! And here all along I thought he was shy! So we worked the bikers down, a little problem at the flare, but it smacked up against his belly! Four pairs of eyes ogled it, four boners lurched from it.
I think it was pushing a 7, curving to his hairless pubes, thin with tight skin so the ribs down the sides showed, and topped off with a bare and very light pink tip! The flare on it was larger than the shaft, a real tongue scraper. His bag matched the pink tip, and the large rocks in it stretched it down, left one lower. What a snack! I mean, meal!
He was enjoying the attention we were giving it, then tittered again, fluttering his fingers, “Well, aren’t you gonna see if it’s spicy enough?”
Jeez, he sure was taking lead coxswain now! Rick and I took turns nursing on it, loving that big flare too. When he started taking his turn on it, I glanced over at the two lovers who were in a romantic 69er now.
I glanced back and Rick’s cheeks pulsed like he was at the bottom of a milkshake as Roddy said, “Uh ah, Ricky babes,” and tapped him on the head, “you got me good and cooking!” Rick pulled off the cock, a bit confused. Roddy scampered to his shirt and pulled out a tube and came back waving it, “Rod Ridin’ time!” and looked down at my boner, “Ever taken a ride with that pony?” It suddenly dawned on me, so I shook my head and smiled, “Super! After I saw you the first time, I had a lotta fantasies as I fisted about it. So lemme lather him up, and Ricky babes, I wanna deep that sweet sausage of yours now at the same time.”
Wowser! He squeezed some lotion on my cock, pulled back and forth then rubbed his oily fingertips together, “Slip and slide with Powerglide!”
He handed the lotion to Rick, “Better slicken up the saddle!” then bent over and spread his cheeks. Rick complied with one, then two, then three fingers, and his bobber reflected his enjoyment.
Rodney remained bent over, his fingers keeping the back door open, so I took the plunge. His pink pussy stretched fairly easy and when my flare reamed through, it clamped on my shaft. Shit, my balls were starting to scream as I fucked his ass. I looked down his bare back and saw Rick’s head tossed back, his hands clamped on Roddy’s head. I was building fast and Roddy seemed to have a rhythm, like he would pull Rick’s cock into his mouth for a deep as I pulled back for another ram!
I glanced over and saw my fucking was contagious as could be expected, as Tim must had caught the bug, and was now sit-fucking on Winn. I guess that 69er was a just a warm up!
It was very quiet, save for the building chorus of Roddy’s choking slurps and Tim’s strangling gasps. Our timing was impeccable, as the rest of us, the cock feeders, joined in with a chorus of our cummy gags and choking howls. I for one, at first, rose on my toes, arched back and slammed my pubes hard on his ass. Then I flopped down on Rodney’s bare back, grabbed his shoulders and shuddered, squeezing my ass tight, pumpin’ cumm up his ass. The others were climaxing too, Winn pumping up into Tim’s ass and Rick discharging down Roddy’s throat at the same time. Quite the trio of howling ecstatic ejaculation!
We all paused, and relaxed, breathing deep then pulled our oozing and shiny weapons of delight out of their respective orifices and giggled when mine made a popping sound.
Rodney looked at my leaker, pushed his rigid cock down and let it flip up and smiled at me invitingly. No probes for sure. I smiled acceptance and before I knelt down at his altar of cock, I glanced over at Tim. He had Winn rolled back on his shoulders, holding his spindles up and already had buried his beast. Contagion. I grinned as I grasped Rod’s chalice of cumm and it felt as hard as steel! He flinched when I did a swirl on the dry knob, then stretched my lips over it. OMG, biggr’n the other’s for sure!
I could only swallow the beast halfway, but I did my super suction slides on it as he grasped my head. Gawd his balls were loaded and spongy as I started pumping them like a syringe. He sure was ready because it only took about four heavy draws before his knees weakened. I felt his bag contract, shaft pulse and the first streamer spiral on my tongue. Shit, I swallowed but it didn’t’ stop, so I pulled off and got a couple pulses on my face.
I didn’t realize he was on the balls of his feet and was bent over me, still grasping my head.
He let go and smiled down, “Damn Brett! That so better’n the fantasies I’ve had of it being sucked! Then he looked at his watch, “Holy Fuck, I’m late! No probs and that double ender and your tight lips were well worth it! Toss me my shirt on the floor.”
He quickly wiped himself, got dressed, held my shoulders and gave me a quick peck on the lips. “Awesome Bretty boy, can’t wait for another piz… peperoni delivery! Here’s my cell # in case it’s an emergency if you run out!” I stored his and told him mine and he wagged his fingers and headed out. I watched his butt grinding in the spandex and thought, wow, I just had a deep visit in those bubbles.
We looked around at each other and broke out laughing. My cumm face paint, drizzling wilters and oozing butt holes were quite a sight as I flipped my dickie, “Guess we better shower, of hot tub?”
Rick waved his hand , “Fuck no! Adults are always washing, shower in the morning, shower at night. Well we are boys, and all boys like to swear, spit and also like dirt, playing in it and having fun getting dirty and talking dirty. Since we’re covered in fun now, let’s wear it and shower in the morning!”
We all nodded our heads in determination, so Rick and I jumped on the bed beside the two and watched Netflix. We were pretty well spunked out and soon were cuddled against each other and drifting off.
Occasionally through the night, we would waken to the sound of some cock slurping, not serious, just some nursing on a flopper.
Finally, dawn rose and we giggled at our dirty selves and sheets. Of course we were all at full morning bone, so we had a 69er warm up then Rick and I copied the others and we did the sit fuck then went for the roll back and Rick held my legs as he buried the bone.
The best morning exercising I’d ever had! We showered, tubbed, did the laundry and headed to the park to kill some time waiting for Stanley and Horny Boy. On the way my cell bleeped and it was Horny Boy telling us he was on the way, a little early. I told him where we were and it was on his way, so jogged to us in about 10 minutes.
And wow! Had he changed! Like Timmy now, hair short and combed, neat clothes, dress shorts, long socks and loafers! He blushed from the surprised look on our faces, dropped his head and kicked at the grass,
But then he lit up when I said, “Holy cow Horny Boy! You look absolutely fantastic (then the hook) and so much older!” Bingo!
He looked up, paused, and when I nodded, he straightened up and beamed! But I was serious and when I gave him a curious look, he replied seriously, “Well Stanley and I talk on the phone every day and he… he asked me to be his boyfriend! So I gotta look the best for him! And… I’m not Horny Boy anymore, if you don’t mind. ”
“Well you sure pass the test, and I agree, you’re not Horny Boy anymore Floyd. But Floydy occasionally?” then turned to Rick and took his hand, surprising him, “And meet my new boyfriend too, Rick!”
Tim piped up, “And meet my boyfriend too, Winfred!” Boy, were we ever emotional now that the genies were out of the bottle as we hugged around.
We had a bit of time to still kill so we watched some other boys from our grade playing soccer, and Hor.. Floydy chuckled as he pointed, “Well I’m not completely cured and don’t tell Stanley, but Jerry in blue there, always gets boned when he goes into the showers, but no one says anything ‘cause it’s ‘bout 8” with big balls.” He pointed again, “Those two short blonds always face the wall when they drop their shorts, then cup their dinks as the go in the showers. They pretend to be showering, but they’re looking down at each other as their arm thrashes and then they suddenly pinch their asses, bend their knees, shiver and drop their heads down. They don’t know I’m watching as they showed each other their palms, then come jaunting out, dinks aflopping!”
I checked the time on my phone and headed back to my place, the new Floyd the most anxious and excited. At my place, we didn’t have to wait long as Floyd paced back and forth, glancing every... well… 30 seconds or so, before he announce loudly, “He’s here!!” and bounded down the steps two at a time.
Stanley had his head out the window and was grinning broadly as he waved. I know Floyd was a nervous wreck inside, but stood boldly as he opened the door. Stanley swung his feet out and onto the road and when Floyd pulled him up, Floyd kept going and wrapped his arms and hugged him tight, his head on Floyd’s shoulder. Their eyes were a little moist as were his mom’s as she came around with the crutches.
She gave them to Floyd who turned and passed them to me, then said to his mom quite sternly, “Sorry, I’m his royal mount today!” making us laugh as usual. They were still holding each other when his mom said, “Let’s go up the steps to Winn and… is that Timothy? My goodness he has changed...” They could hear us and Tim beamed in pride.
We got to the top and shear panic spread on our faces when she said, “I have something to tell you boys and I don’t want you to be embarrassed or upset. I had a good talk with ‘Manly’, my little man thanks to you Floyd! And it concerns you boys.”
Thump, thump, “I went into his room a few days ago, forgetting to knock and he was masturbating…” (OMG, Thud thud…) “and he was scared, naturally, but I told him that it was good (??) and that all boys that reach puberty do it when they find out. It’s healthy. And naturally they like to share like they do with new toys. You boys all do it, right? (gulp, nod) And with, or to, each other, right? (gasp, nod).”
She looked at Floyd who almost melted when she said, “Stanly said you did it orally to each other too, Right?” He got that ‘caught’ look on his face, till she added, “Good!” Which really confused him, so she smiled, “Well a lot of adults have, including me (Wha…). Usually a female does it. Except gays who do it to other males.” We all were shocked save for Stanley who just smiled.
“And that brings me to the next topic (oh oh), Floyd came out to me. Yes, he says he’s not interested in girls but likes boys,” and she peered at Floyd as she continued, “he’s gay and has good tas… choice in Floyd!” I’ve never seen Floyd so modest looking. “We are what we are born as and don’t have a lotta choices with some things we are. You boys are so great for each other, so enjoy this wonderful blooming in you with each other! I don’t want to embarrass you anymore, but my “Manly’ will fill you in on one more level in your friendship. Also he’d like to join that LGBTQ Club with any of you that do.”
We all were quite teary eyed now, proud of each other and even more comfortable with our feelings and desires.
“Well. I better get on my way, have fun and be careful,” and turned to Floyd, “and what about the hug you didn’t give me young ‘man’?
A tear slid down Floyd’s cheek as he hugged her, then held on as he leaned back and smiled, “Thanks… Mom! And thanks for bringing me my… my boyfriend!” And he leaned back in and gave her a peck on her cheek. When they broke, she wiped a tear too and headed down to the car. We waved back when she waved goodbye out her car window at us.
Winn and Tim had been very quiet all along and we looked at each other, a little stunned, confused and they joined me in wiping at tear or two. We knuckled each other, and it made Stanley proud to be part of a gang for his very first time.
He suddenly broke the ice, “Yeah! Let’s get naked! We got a lotta makin’ up to do Floydy bud!” so Floyd squatted down for Manly to piggyback on him. I held up his sticks, as head Roman gladiator, or should I say glad-I-ate-him, and in a column we marched, wheeled and piggybacked to my den of disgusting desires.
Of course there was the usual banter as Floyd spoke over his shoulder, “What keeps poking your loyal ride?”… “It’s my royal prod”… ”What’s the problem?”… “It wants out to give you a good lickin’”… ”No probs, we’ll be at the royal mat in a moment and I’ll dress you properly for the occasion!”
I was so intrigued with them, and in the room I hadn’t noticed that Rick had stripped, and had moved behind me, pulling himself against me. He dropped his chin on my shoulder and whispered, “Hot… hot… Bretty. I need you.” He pulled my shirt off and my shorts down, then pressed his naked body against mine and rocked his hard cock up and down in my ass crack as he reached around and grasped my humming cock. OMG… OMFG…
He then bent his down, slid it between my legs and pushed it through till he knobbed my balls! I pushed his hand away from my cock, “Don’t wanna spill the milk too soon, before we join those other fuckers!” and went back to watching the games on the mat.
Tim had rolled Winn beside the bed, levered him up, swung him around and let him flop back down, arms spread, and he dropped on top and started kissing. It was like a duet, because at the same time, Floydy had backed up to bed and Manly let go and flopped back down to, arms spread in welcome too. Floyd was on top now too, his head rolling around on Stanley’s as they sucked face, his hand between their hips rubbing the bulge.
Again it was like a duet, as Timmy and Floyd then stood up on the edge of the bed and bent over and their BF’s in turn, sat up the edge and pulled their shirts off. They straightened back up and put their hands on their hips, their BF’s hungrily staring at the bulging shorts before their eyes, then lovingly palmed the prizes. A slow sensuous strip…
Manly started working Floydy’s shorts down and giggled, “This is funner than a birthday present even though I know what’s inside and I even remember it so well. I had my eyes closed remembering the feel of it in my mouth as I whacked off and that’s when momm… my mom came in just as I ‘ejaculated’ as she calls it!”
Winn had been doing the same and when Tim’s hard member flipped up, Winn chortled too, “I know what you mean, but I enjoyed this for breakfast in bed this morning!” then peeled and lapped up on the glossy plum, making Timmy bend over and grab his head.
Manly had been watching and giggled when Floydy’ hard cock did a very quick salute, coming to attention and rapidly vibrating. He finally was able to pinch his thumb and forefinger the royal scepter and unveil the lusty and glistening royal crown. He held it in his fingers as he looked up at Floyd and caste a sly grin. Floydy read his mind, so smiled back and grasped his head in preparation as Stanley went at it like it was a melting ice cream cone. Floyd let him nurse on it a couple times, then slowly moved his head off, “Shareshies!”
Winn and Tim had cut to the quick and were naked on the other side of the bed enjoying a 69er for hors d’ouevres. And I was really hurtin’, having been watchin’ Floydy’s bare ass pinching and Tim swallowing Winn’s cock and the knobbing I was getting. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I crawled down the middle between them as they both needed to on the sides. Rick followed and I fell on my back, and he swung around and we joined the 69er brigade.
I relished the moment, my hormones racing … and the quiet… only broken by the muted sounds of six teen cocks being suckled. Beside me I could see Stanley’s hands on Floyd’s bobbing ass, his eyes closed, quite happy now as Floydy’s cock deeped. Finally. Their soft contented murmurs mingled with the sounds of their slurping lips.
But he was the first to break the moment when he pushed Floydy’s hips up, “Floydy could you get the tube out of my pants pocket please?”
Floyd looked disappointed as he withdrew off the manly morsel, rose off him, got it and handed it to him. It was a small tube of Glyde! I had a suspicion that was what his dear mother had meant earlier, but the others were a bit shocked, “That’s Glyde, where’d you get it?” When he answered, his mother, the others were at first shocked. I chuckled, as he continued, “Yes, she said all boys learn about sex, and like adults, love it. Because it is new though, we spend much more time thinking about it and doing it. When I had told her Floydy and me had oral sex, she said it was okay and we’d likely want to have anal sex. And just because I am challenged, I shouldn’t be denied it.”
Rick shook his head, “Wow! You sure got a great understanding mom!’
Floydy and Stanley piped up, “She sure is!” Floydy then stared down at Stanley’s shiny saliva coated boner and the tube, and jounced his own bone. He grinned knowingly at his BF who pushed his up to the vertical and returned a ‘take a seat’ grin back.
At first I was gonna say we should just keep munching on the goodies, and save the hot sauce for later, but then realized, we teens have a reload charge time of about an hour. And although the loads maybe meagre, it’s often more intense.
So the air became filled with the static from the excitement of the six young teens getting ready to bust their nuts in each other. Especially Stan, who was to become the Stan the Man when Floyd broke his cherry for the first time. Timmy took charge, explaining to the other two how to sit fuck and that it was no big deal because it worked best because of the limited use of their legs.
Winn chortled, “Ya, and I like it because I can watch Timothy’s hard cock and loaded balls flop around as he bounces away. Oh, and one time his boner did helicopters! And I like the way his jaw drops when he cumms in me!” We joined in the mirth as we started passing the gun oil around.
Timmy and Floydy took their time, straddling their boyfriend’s hips and tenderly lubing their rides. Then they swung around, still straddling, but bent over so their pilots could juice up the cockpits and their dangling balls that they were facing. Those nutsacs kept contracting up as they felt the sliders lube them too. Rick sat on mine because I wanted to see his helicopter.
After the sit fucks, me and the other bottoms rolled back on shoulders and held our legs up and they buried their bishops. I could feel Rick’s hard cock stretch and bury its way into me. Oh yasss… He dropped on me, breathing and grunting hard in my ear, our naked bodies rubbing and I wrapped my legs around his back. I was in heaven… no heaven was in me.
It had been quite the continuing scene of an erotic orgy, with 6 horny and naked teen boys being the stars. From that first scene with their writhing naked bodies entangled with legs and arms, cocks waving, asses and heads bobbing all accompanied by low slurping and moaning sounds. Right through to when I felt like I was flooding Rick’s ass, his ass lips like sucking it out.
The scent off the sexually induced sheen of sweat on our bodies wafted up as the tops dropped down on us, breathing heavy as they let their oozing cocks melt down.
We walked and ducked into the Jacuzzi where we relaxed back, soaking and playing suckface for a while, then back on the playpen for some TV and more suckface. Rick and me loaded up a huge bunch of snacks and drinks and brought them back, having feasted solely on low cal cocks so far. You know the appetites young teens have for both.
We finished, and two by two, started fading away, comfortably spooned on our mates. I relished the memories I had of our first Fuckfest together; not knowing it was to be our last.
Occasionally I would awaken in the night and hear some slurping or guzzling on a midnight snack. Or look down at Rick’s head in my lap, trying to empty the bottom of my barrel.
In the morning, Rick and I stood on Winn’s side as they watched Rick doggy me while they shared 69’s, heads tilted with cocks pushing out their cheeks. Then we moved over and gave the other two a chance to the watch the morning nudes as they sipped on the hot morning cocks, enjoying their sweet creamer.
We were lucky as we had just finished dressing for something more solid… er…digestible to eat for a change, when my phone sudden.ly jangled. It was my mom, “Hi sweetie. Hope you’re all up because I’m only a few minutes away so I’ll be home a lot earlier.”
We heard the door open, and she quickly hustled in, her eyes a little red, “Hi boys! Hope you had fun last night. I’m sad to say Brett that my mother has taken a spell for the worst and we’ll have to go back to her place as she needs some homecare. And I’m not too sure who long it will be. Sorry boys to be in a rush. Brett, you better pack up for a longer stay.”
Shit, I was devastated as the others as they helped me load up the car. We tried to be cool but it was difficult to say the least, after last night with the others and especially Rick. We had hugs all around and all of us were a little watery eyed ourselves as they stood on the sidewalk waving goodbye not sure how long it would be.
And it did turn out to be longer than expected and I had to also change schools. But we were able to keep in touch through social media.
Rick and I visited back and forth, consummating our relationship each time and when the six of us did get together, there was no more group hanky-panky. Rick and I kept track of Winn’s school ‘WE WINN!” visits and would go to watch them.
I was ever so proud when he wheeled onto the stage (never letting anyone push him, even Tim who was always with him). Stanly and Floyd were also on stage with them too. They had all the challenged kids in the school on stage with ‘WE WINN’ t-shirts on and they would have at least one ‘CHAMP’ declared at each event.
Like at our old school where there was one little thin boy with big glasses who was in a wheelchair. He had a bit of a neurological problem, his arms moving a lot along with a facial tic. Big Butch, the arm wrestler, picked him out of his chair, as he was so small and light, hitched his hip out and set the kid on it then put his arm around his skinny body.
“Okay guys, this here is Archibald. Archie. My best friend. Now you know how I can arm wrestle and stuff like that, not a big problem for me, but I have to admit, he’s better’n me.” The audience went silent so he paused, “And you know we like to coach kids in sports and I’ve been helping him doing stuff that we others never even have to think about,” and he turned to him and bounced him a bit, “and he doing fabulous, right Arch?” The little kid blushed as he nodded. Butch turned back to the audience, “Well then he challenged me to a game of chess, and guess what? He beat me! Me the big tough guy!” and he turned back to Arch, “but I think he was cheating!” and the kid panicked as he shook his head rapidly. Butch jounced him a bit more, “Just kidding Archie bud, you’d never have to, because you are just better’n me.”
He turned back to us, “So you see, that would be MY challenge. So this week’s champ is, ARCHIE! Let’s hear it for him guys!” and gave a CHAMP t-shirt to him.
The crowd roared, clapped and stomped as he went back and forth on the stage, Archibald holding up the shirt, both he and Butch teary eyed as mine are typing this. Winn also always got the ‘DUNK! DUNK!’ shout out when he rolled onstage.
To quickly sum this story up, the six of us attended a group marriage ceremony at the LGBTQ club to get hitched up. The procreation hormones that constantly drew us together in our developing early teen stage had settled down to the lesser frequency in adulthood.
It was funny too, as after the ceremony we were having drinks and Tim started talking, “T…This has been s…such a great day g… guys, let’s t…toast!” We all were aghast, jaws dropped as we stared at him. He looked confused, “Wha… Oh, sorry, I was just brushing up on my stuttering in case Winnie leaves me!” and stifled a laugh and we broke up as Winnie slapped at him and chortled, “Biotch…”
The BEGINNING…
… of a somewhat better lifetime for those Challenged few who were lucky to have had a good teen friend like Bretton…
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I hope you have enjoyed reading my humble attempt as much as I had scribing it. And maybe it will also help bring awareness to that sector of youths that struggle every day to do just the normal things we ‘whole’ folks do. We can only wish too that they will be able to experience those greatest and most memorable events every teen has as he bursts into manhood.
Cheers!
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Author’s note: I find my hobby of writing very rewarding on its own. But just as any athlete in amateur sports wants, I seek to gauge my progress against some form of measurement. I have appreciated Hunter’s agreement to post my rather earthy and different teen perspective on his site even though the other authors are very professional. I likely pale in their shadow, but any feedback from you, the seasoned reader, would be greatly appreciated to let me know where I measure up. It’s nice to know where it rides on the gradient from ‘awesome!’ to ‘sucks!’, but also does it meet the other criteria? Like good or interesting plot, does it set the scene, develop well, flow and read well, syntax and a final denouement…
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…then we giggled and slid down along the one side, feet stretched out and relaxed back, our heads resting on the ledge. The warm bubbling water added to the enjoyment of the growing bonds between us as couples now. The naked contact on our sides was enhancing it too, so our focus was no longer completely on just our respective genitalia. Our wandering hands all over the rest of our bodies was an added change and gave new joy to the feel and touch of a BF. A real BFF.
Rick and I started nattering away, like two li’le ol’ ladies, when I suddenly realized the other pair were silent save for the odd soft murmur. So I raised my head and glanced past Rick’s head and saw the back of Timmy’s head over Winn’s. They were playing suck-face again with Tim’s fingers tangling in Winn’s wet hair!
Rick had turned his head to watch too, and when he turned back, he looked at me and smiled. But the smile was so warm as he licked his lips, that my heart skipped a beat and my mouth went dry. Christ I wanted to kiss him now! Shit what should I do?
He must have read my bloody mind as his hand rose up out of the water and rested lightly on the back of my wet head. He put a little pressure on at first, testing me for any hesitance, and no, none. His eyes were sparking, and as he slowly moved to me, lips slightly ajar, I tingled, staring at those moist lips, no longer thinking about them encasing my cock, but urgently wanting to taste them on mine now.
My first kiss! Well sure, I’ve had a peck on my mom’s and aunt’s cheeks and stuff, but this one made all tingly, not like cummy tingly but even better. Then, that first aroma of his hot breath wafting up, the lip-lock, the tingling in my balls, but with a different ring tone… I can see now why the other two kept resuscitating each other all the time. Rick’s tongue flickering around, searching for mine… and sucking on each other’s…
The four of us continued enjoying ourselves for a while, when I felt a low rumble in my stomach. That rumble that seems to happen every hour on the hour with teens. Food! I broke away from Ricky and stood up, and they stared at my shriveled pickle. I shook my head and gave it a swat, “Darn thing has gone to sleep!” Rick reached up, pinched the pucker of foreskin and stretched it down and let go and shook his head, “I dunno. Things pretty weak, may have to give it some mouth to mouth… or… mouth to…pickle resuscitation I guess you’d say… later!”
Winnie broke up as he slapped the water and looked at Tim, “Can’t test mine like that Timothy!” Tim frowned, so Winn held his curled fist up, “How do you peel a Jewish banana?” Tim shrugged, so Winn continued pretending to peel the imaginary banana, “K. 1, 2, 3… 5!” Tim shook his head, confused, “What happened to 4?” and Winn chuckled, “Hah! Jewish bananas don’t have a four skin! Guess they didn’t realize I don’t belong to any synagogue!”
Well that broke us up, and I remained standing and tugging, “How ‘bout you guys? I'm hungry, so how bout we get out and head to my ‘playroom’ again and order a pizza?" No arguments there, just rapid communal head bobbing. Yepper, growing teens!
The three of us climbed out and pulled Winn up onto the ledge. We didn’t bother drying, knowing the trail of water would dry and we got him up on his feet and Tim announced, “K guys. I duck Winn from now on.”
He got behind him with his feet under Winn’s, his wet body against Winn’s back. I bent down and looked at his hips against the bare ass, “Oh I see why now why you want to, Nice fit is it?”
Tim jerked his hips against Winn’s ass who in turn looked back over his shoulders and banged his ass back against Tim, “Yepper, sho’ is! But I’ll have to try it on a little later, just to make sure!”
So we walked, ducked and chatted our way back to my bedroom, peckers slapping away and when we approached the bed, Winn held his arms straight out to his sides, “K, Lemme fly!”
Timmy let go and Winn fell forward and face down, arms spread, laughing his head off. He spindles were spread apart enough so his pink wrinkle peeked out between his bubble butts. Timmy chuckled and dropped down, spread the cheeks and tongued the wrinkle! It made Winn’s head snap up, “Ahhhh… that is tooo awesome!” and pinched his ass cheeks.
I shook my head as I picked up my smart phone and hit the speaker key. Then the auto dialer, and waited, "Pete's Pizza Palace!… (Hi, is this Pete?)... No it’s Rodney… (cool. You’re answering the phone now too?)...well, just when busy. Is this Brett? …(Yep, and I'd like to order the usual but make it two, and extra pepperoni)… “Great Brett! You must be having a party!"… (well, kinda, I've got some guys here that are pretty big" and I pulled Ricky’s dicky and he giggled as I continued, "and they’re up for anything!")… "Oh oh, that sounds like fun trouble. Okay, it'll be ready in about 30 minutes. Tell you what though, I get off work then, so if it’s okay I’ll drop it off on my way home, like to see you again, K?”… (Absolutely! The front door’s open, so just c’mon in and head straight down to my room, remember? I look forward to seeing you again too! Bye!)” and I’m dying to see you naked too I thought to myself.
I looked at the guys, "Usually I tell him to cut it into six pieces because I can't eat eight, but not tonight!", and they laughed as I continued, "and Wowser! That was Rodney and as you heard, he’s going to drop it off tonight, he's 16, really cute and hot hot!. Wait’ll you see his bikers! Man I’d like to choke that there chicken in them, you'll see what I mean. And BTW I think he likes me by the way he gives me the once over.” I flipped my dick and plopped down with them.
I was lucky because mom had just found this extra king size bed on super sale and replaced my old queen. Little did she realize what a make-out mat it would be. It sleeps three and parties six! We turned back to the TV and watched some cartoons while we waited. They were leaned up against the headboard and Rick’s arm was out beside him, so I dropped down on it.
We watched some Netflix and after about 45 minutes, I heard the door open, so I rolled on my side and grasped Rick’s semi and gave it a suck just as Rodney entered the room holding the pizza box out on one hand. His eyes bugged as he came to a screeching halt.
I pulled off and smiled up at him, “Oh, hey hi Roddy, good timing! I’m just finishing my aperitif!” And I climbed over Rick and went up to him, his eyes locked on my swinger,
He waggled the fingers other hand then splayed then on his chest and gulped, “I… I’m so sorry… you said to just…” and he glanced down as I pulled on my joint, so I smiled, “I know. No probs. Are you offended? You’ve seen cocks before haven’t you? ”
“No… I mean yes… I mean I’m not offended and yes… I’ve seen c… dicks before.”
He was fairly tall, porcelain white and thin with long ebony hair tucked under his helmet, and had gorgeous blue eyes that twinkled when he smiled. The outline of his knob was quite apparent on of the end of the shaft down the right pant leg of his tight spandex biker shorts.
“Good! Just set the pizza over….” and I looked down at his shorts, “… oh excellent! You brought the extra pepperoni!”
He blushed then flinched, grabbing the pizza with both hands when I pinched my way down it, knowing he couldn’t do anything now. Boy, you know just how good a swelling semi feels in spandex. I looked at Rick, “Hey Ricky, this is Rodney, check out the extra pepperoni he brought.” Roddy was squirming slightly as you would suspect when your cock is being felt by a couple naked boys.
Rick, like me, was wearing a semi and Rodney stared at it as it waved over. “Nice cock eh? Like it?” I said, knowing the innuendo, and it startled Rod and he started to shake his head, “No… I mean yes… I mean I… dunno…” an started to nervously rock from foot to foot.
“Never mind, it’s okay.” I said as Rick joined me slowly stroking him as he gulped and looked around for a place to put the box. I could tell he was ramping up the horny meter pretty fast, swallowing hard, cock straining, heart likely pounding, fingers trembling, you know the symptoms right? “Hey Rodney, you know what? Why don’t you stay, get comfortable like us and have some Pizza and we can all like get to know each other better.” And I ran my palm down and cupped the balls lump at the bottom.
I could feel his cock react more to the idea and the cupping, and you know how a hard cock can blind any shyness you have. So he suddenly relaxed and waggled the fingers on the free hand, “Oh I guess I could, I am a tad hungry and these shorts are so… tight… now…”
Rick took the box away and I squeezed the spandex semi harder, “And we can share this extra pepperoni too!” And it was a bit of a turnaround when he surprised me by lowering his hand and lifting my semi with his long fingers, “Well I’m not exactly a vegetarian myself Bretty sweetie!” and giggled. Okee dokee…
Winn was laid back, head turned to us, and Tim was up on his side leaning on his elbow looking over him at the unfolding drama. They were absently fondling each other and I knew they wouldn’t want to join in with us. They were now boyfriends and had dibs on the cocks in their hands.
Rick took the pizza away and Roddy took off his helmet, tossed it aside and cocked his hip and lifted his arms up, giving me a ‘well?’ look. So I pulled the shirt off and I noted his ebony white torso was thin, but wirily from his biking and was completely smooth, no hair under his arms even.
He tittered again as he seductively cocked his hips again and slid his hands down his ass, and looked at the raging bones we just popped, “Well Brettiecons, wanna help me join your boner brigade so you can help your selves to a hot stick of pepperoni?”
Holy shit! And here all along I thought he was shy! So we worked the bikers down, a little problem at the flare, but it smacked up against his belly! Four pairs of eyes ogled it, four boners lurched from it.
I think it was pushing a 7, curving to his hairless pubes, thin with tight skin so the ribs down the sides showed, and topped off with a bare and very light pink tip! The flare on it was larger than the shaft, a real tongue scraper. His bag matched the pink tip, and the large rocks in it stretched it down, left one lower. What a snack! I mean, meal!
He was enjoying the attention we were giving it, then tittered again, fluttering his fingers, “Well, aren’t you gonna see if it’s spicy enough?”
Jeez, he sure was taking lead coxswain now! Rick and I took turns nursing on it, loving that big flare too. When he started taking his turn on it, I glanced over at the two lovers who were in a romantic 69er now.
I glanced back and Rick’s cheeks pulsed like he was at the bottom of a milkshake as Roddy said, “Uh ah, Ricky babes,” and tapped him on the head, “you got me good and cooking!” Rick pulled off the cock, a bit confused. Roddy scampered to his shirt and pulled out a tube and came back waving it, “Rod Ridin’ time!” and looked down at my boner, “Ever taken a ride with that pony?” It suddenly dawned on me, so I shook my head and smiled, “Super! After I saw you the first time, I had a lotta fantasies as I fisted about it. So lemme lather him up, and Ricky babes, I wanna deep that sweet sausage of yours now at the same time.”
Wowser! He squeezed some lotion on my cock, pulled back and forth then rubbed his oily fingertips together, “Slip and slide with Powerglide!”
He handed the lotion to Rick, “Better slicken up the saddle!” then bent over and spread his cheeks. Rick complied with one, then two, then three fingers, and his bobber reflected his enjoyment.
Rodney remained bent over, his fingers keeping the back door open, so I took the plunge. His pink pussy stretched fairly easy and when my flare reamed through, it clamped on my shaft. Shit, my balls were starting to scream as I fucked his ass. I looked down his bare back and saw Rick’s head tossed back, his hands clamped on Roddy’s head. I was building fast and Roddy seemed to have a rhythm, like he would pull Rick’s cock into his mouth for a deep as I pulled back for another ram!
I glanced over and saw my fucking was contagious as could be expected, as Tim must had caught the bug, and was now sit-fucking on Winn. I guess that 69er was a just a warm up!
It was very quiet, save for the building chorus of Roddy’s choking slurps and Tim’s strangling gasps. Our timing was impeccable, as the rest of us, the cock feeders, joined in with a chorus of our cummy gags and choking howls. I for one, at first, rose on my toes, arched back and slammed my pubes hard on his ass. Then I flopped down on Rodney’s bare back, grabbed his shoulders and shuddered, squeezing my ass tight, pumpin’ cumm up his ass. The others were climaxing too, Winn pumping up into Tim’s ass and Rick discharging down Roddy’s throat at the same time. Quite the trio of howling ecstatic ejaculation!
We all paused, and relaxed, breathing deep then pulled our oozing and shiny weapons of delight out of their respective orifices and giggled when mine made a popping sound.
Rodney looked at my leaker, pushed his rigid cock down and let it flip up and smiled at me invitingly. No probes for sure. I smiled acceptance and before I knelt down at his altar of cock, I glanced over at Tim. He had Winn rolled back on his shoulders, holding his spindles up and already had buried his beast. Contagion. I grinned as I grasped Rod’s chalice of cumm and it felt as hard as steel! He flinched when I did a swirl on the dry knob, then stretched my lips over it. OMG, biggr’n the other’s for sure!
I could only swallow the beast halfway, but I did my super suction slides on it as he grasped my head. Gawd his balls were loaded and spongy as I started pumping them like a syringe. He sure was ready because it only took about four heavy draws before his knees weakened. I felt his bag contract, shaft pulse and the first streamer spiral on my tongue. Shit, I swallowed but it didn’t’ stop, so I pulled off and got a couple pulses on my face.
I didn’t realize he was on the balls of his feet and was bent over me, still grasping my head.
He let go and smiled down, “Damn Brett! That so better’n the fantasies I’ve had of it being sucked! Then he looked at his watch, “Holy Fuck, I’m late! No probs and that double ender and your tight lips were well worth it! Toss me my shirt on the floor.”
He quickly wiped himself, got dressed, held my shoulders and gave me a quick peck on the lips. “Awesome Bretty boy, can’t wait for another piz… peperoni delivery! Here’s my cell # in case it’s an emergency if you run out!” I stored his and told him mine and he wagged his fingers and headed out. I watched his butt grinding in the spandex and thought, wow, I just had a deep visit in those bubbles.
We looked around at each other and broke out laughing. My cumm face paint, drizzling wilters and oozing butt holes were quite a sight as I flipped my dickie, “Guess we better shower, of hot tub?”
Rick waved his hand , “Fuck no! Adults are always washing, shower in the morning, shower at night. Well we are boys, and all boys like to swear, spit and also like dirt, playing in it and having fun getting dirty and talking dirty. Since we’re covered in fun now, let’s wear it and shower in the morning!”
We all nodded our heads in determination, so Rick and I jumped on the bed beside the two and watched Netflix. We were pretty well spunked out and soon were cuddled against each other and drifting off.
Occasionally through the night, we would waken to the sound of some cock slurping, not serious, just some nursing on a flopper.
Finally, dawn rose and we giggled at our dirty selves and sheets. Of course we were all at full morning bone, so we had a 69er warm up then Rick and I copied the others and we did the sit fuck then went for the roll back and Rick held my legs as he buried the bone.
The best morning exercising I’d ever had! We showered, tubbed, did the laundry and headed to the park to kill some time waiting for Stanley and Horny Boy. On the way my cell bleeped and it was Horny Boy telling us he was on the way, a little early. I told him where we were and it was on his way, so jogged to us in about 10 minutes.
And wow! Had he changed! Like Timmy now, hair short and combed, neat clothes, dress shorts, long socks and loafers! He blushed from the surprised look on our faces, dropped his head and kicked at the grass,
But then he lit up when I said, “Holy cow Horny Boy! You look absolutely fantastic (then the hook) and so much older!” Bingo!
He looked up, paused, and when I nodded, he straightened up and beamed! But I was serious and when I gave him a curious look, he replied seriously, “Well Stanley and I talk on the phone every day and he… he asked me to be his boyfriend! So I gotta look the best for him! And… I’m not Horny Boy anymore, if you don’t mind. ”
“Well you sure pass the test, and I agree, you’re not Horny Boy anymore Floyd. But Floydy occasionally?” then turned to Rick and took his hand, surprising him, “And meet my new boyfriend too, Rick!”
Tim piped up, “And meet my boyfriend too, Winfred!” Boy, were we ever emotional now that the genies were out of the bottle as we hugged around.
We had a bit of time to still kill so we watched some other boys from our grade playing soccer, and Hor.. Floydy chuckled as he pointed, “Well I’m not completely cured and don’t tell Stanley, but Jerry in blue there, always gets boned when he goes into the showers, but no one says anything ‘cause it’s ‘bout 8” with big balls.” He pointed again, “Those two short blonds always face the wall when they drop their shorts, then cup their dinks as the go in the showers. They pretend to be showering, but they’re looking down at each other as their arm thrashes and then they suddenly pinch their asses, bend their knees, shiver and drop their heads down. They don’t know I’m watching as they showed each other their palms, then come jaunting out, dinks aflopping!”
I checked the time on my phone and headed back to my place, the new Floyd the most anxious and excited. At my place, we didn’t have to wait long as Floyd paced back and forth, glancing every... well… 30 seconds or so, before he announce loudly, “He’s here!!” and bounded down the steps two at a time.
Stanley had his head out the window and was grinning broadly as he waved. I know Floyd was a nervous wreck inside, but stood boldly as he opened the door. Stanley swung his feet out and onto the road and when Floyd pulled him up, Floyd kept going and wrapped his arms and hugged him tight, his head on Floyd’s shoulder. Their eyes were a little moist as were his mom’s as she came around with the crutches.
She gave them to Floyd who turned and passed them to me, then said to his mom quite sternly, “Sorry, I’m his royal mount today!” making us laugh as usual. They were still holding each other when his mom said, “Let’s go up the steps to Winn and… is that Timothy? My goodness he has changed...” They could hear us and Tim beamed in pride.
We got to the top and shear panic spread on our faces when she said, “I have something to tell you boys and I don’t want you to be embarrassed or upset. I had a good talk with ‘Manly’, my little man thanks to you Floyd! And it concerns you boys.”
Thump, thump, “I went into his room a few days ago, forgetting to knock and he was masturbating…” (OMG, Thud thud…) “and he was scared, naturally, but I told him that it was good (??) and that all boys that reach puberty do it when they find out. It’s healthy. And naturally they like to share like they do with new toys. You boys all do it, right? (gulp, nod) And with, or to, each other, right? (gasp, nod).”
She looked at Floyd who almost melted when she said, “Stanly said you did it orally to each other too, Right?” He got that ‘caught’ look on his face, till she added, “Good!” Which really confused him, so she smiled, “Well a lot of adults have, including me (Wha…). Usually a female does it. Except gays who do it to other males.” We all were shocked save for Stanley who just smiled.
“And that brings me to the next topic (oh oh), Floyd came out to me. Yes, he says he’s not interested in girls but likes boys,” and she peered at Floyd as she continued, “he’s gay and has good tas… choice in Floyd!” I’ve never seen Floyd so modest looking. “We are what we are born as and don’t have a lotta choices with some things we are. You boys are so great for each other, so enjoy this wonderful blooming in you with each other! I don’t want to embarrass you anymore, but my “Manly’ will fill you in on one more level in your friendship. Also he’d like to join that LGBTQ Club with any of you that do.”
We all were quite teary eyed now, proud of each other and even more comfortable with our feelings and desires.
“Well. I better get on my way, have fun and be careful,” and turned to Floyd, “and what about the hug you didn’t give me young ‘man’?
A tear slid down Floyd’s cheek as he hugged her, then held on as he leaned back and smiled, “Thanks… Mom! And thanks for bringing me my… my boyfriend!” And he leaned back in and gave her a peck on her cheek. When they broke, she wiped a tear too and headed down to the car. We waved back when she waved goodbye out her car window at us.
Winn and Tim had been very quiet all along and we looked at each other, a little stunned, confused and they joined me in wiping at tear or two. We knuckled each other, and it made Stanley proud to be part of a gang for his very first time.
He suddenly broke the ice, “Yeah! Let’s get naked! We got a lotta makin’ up to do Floydy bud!” so Floyd squatted down for Manly to piggyback on him. I held up his sticks, as head Roman gladiator, or should I say glad-I-ate-him, and in a column we marched, wheeled and piggybacked to my den of disgusting desires.
Of course there was the usual banter as Floyd spoke over his shoulder, “What keeps poking your loyal ride?”… “It’s my royal prod”… ”What’s the problem?”… “It wants out to give you a good lickin’”… ”No probs, we’ll be at the royal mat in a moment and I’ll dress you properly for the occasion!”
I was so intrigued with them, and in the room I hadn’t noticed that Rick had stripped, and had moved behind me, pulling himself against me. He dropped his chin on my shoulder and whispered, “Hot… hot… Bretty. I need you.” He pulled my shirt off and my shorts down, then pressed his naked body against mine and rocked his hard cock up and down in my ass crack as he reached around and grasped my humming cock. OMG… OMFG…
He then bent his down, slid it between my legs and pushed it through till he knobbed my balls! I pushed his hand away from my cock, “Don’t wanna spill the milk too soon, before we join those other fuckers!” and went back to watching the games on the mat.
Tim had rolled Winn beside the bed, levered him up, swung him around and let him flop back down, arms spread, and he dropped on top and started kissing. It was like a duet, because at the same time, Floydy had backed up to bed and Manly let go and flopped back down to, arms spread in welcome too. Floyd was on top now too, his head rolling around on Stanley’s as they sucked face, his hand between their hips rubbing the bulge.
Again it was like a duet, as Timmy and Floyd then stood up on the edge of the bed and bent over and their BF’s in turn, sat up the edge and pulled their shirts off. They straightened back up and put their hands on their hips, their BF’s hungrily staring at the bulging shorts before their eyes, then lovingly palmed the prizes. A slow sensuous strip…
Manly started working Floydy’s shorts down and giggled, “This is funner than a birthday present even though I know what’s inside and I even remember it so well. I had my eyes closed remembering the feel of it in my mouth as I whacked off and that’s when momm… my mom came in just as I ‘ejaculated’ as she calls it!”
Winn had been doing the same and when Tim’s hard member flipped up, Winn chortled too, “I know what you mean, but I enjoyed this for breakfast in bed this morning!” then peeled and lapped up on the glossy plum, making Timmy bend over and grab his head.
Manly had been watching and giggled when Floydy’ hard cock did a very quick salute, coming to attention and rapidly vibrating. He finally was able to pinch his thumb and forefinger the royal scepter and unveil the lusty and glistening royal crown. He held it in his fingers as he looked up at Floyd and caste a sly grin. Floydy read his mind, so smiled back and grasped his head in preparation as Stanley went at it like it was a melting ice cream cone. Floyd let him nurse on it a couple times, then slowly moved his head off, “Shareshies!”
Winn and Tim had cut to the quick and were naked on the other side of the bed enjoying a 69er for hors d’ouevres. And I was really hurtin’, having been watchin’ Floydy’s bare ass pinching and Tim swallowing Winn’s cock and the knobbing I was getting. I couldn’t wait any longer, so I crawled down the middle between them as they both needed to on the sides. Rick followed and I fell on my back, and he swung around and we joined the 69er brigade.
I relished the moment, my hormones racing … and the quiet… only broken by the muted sounds of six teen cocks being suckled. Beside me I could see Stanley’s hands on Floyd’s bobbing ass, his eyes closed, quite happy now as Floydy’s cock deeped. Finally. Their soft contented murmurs mingled with the sounds of their slurping lips.
But he was the first to break the moment when he pushed Floydy’s hips up, “Floydy could you get the tube out of my pants pocket please?”
Floyd looked disappointed as he withdrew off the manly morsel, rose off him, got it and handed it to him. It was a small tube of Glyde! I had a suspicion that was what his dear mother had meant earlier, but the others were a bit shocked, “That’s Glyde, where’d you get it?” When he answered, his mother, the others were at first shocked. I chuckled, as he continued, “Yes, she said all boys learn about sex, and like adults, love it. Because it is new though, we spend much more time thinking about it and doing it. When I had told her Floydy and me had oral sex, she said it was okay and we’d likely want to have anal sex. And just because I am challenged, I shouldn’t be denied it.”
Rick shook his head, “Wow! You sure got a great understanding mom!’
Floydy and Stanley piped up, “She sure is!” Floydy then stared down at Stanley’s shiny saliva coated boner and the tube, and jounced his own bone. He grinned knowingly at his BF who pushed his up to the vertical and returned a ‘take a seat’ grin back.
At first I was gonna say we should just keep munching on the goodies, and save the hot sauce for later, but then realized, we teens have a reload charge time of about an hour. And although the loads maybe meagre, it’s often more intense.
So the air became filled with the static from the excitement of the six young teens getting ready to bust their nuts in each other. Especially Stan, who was to become the Stan the Man when Floyd broke his cherry for the first time. Timmy took charge, explaining to the other two how to sit fuck and that it was no big deal because it worked best because of the limited use of their legs.
Winn chortled, “Ya, and I like it because I can watch Timothy’s hard cock and loaded balls flop around as he bounces away. Oh, and one time his boner did helicopters! And I like the way his jaw drops when he cumms in me!” We joined in the mirth as we started passing the gun oil around.
Timmy and Floydy took their time, straddling their boyfriend’s hips and tenderly lubing their rides. Then they swung around, still straddling, but bent over so their pilots could juice up the cockpits and their dangling balls that they were facing. Those nutsacs kept contracting up as they felt the sliders lube them too. Rick sat on mine because I wanted to see his helicopter.
After the sit fucks, me and the other bottoms rolled back on shoulders and held our legs up and they buried their bishops. I could feel Rick’s hard cock stretch and bury its way into me. Oh yasss… He dropped on me, breathing and grunting hard in my ear, our naked bodies rubbing and I wrapped my legs around his back. I was in heaven… no heaven was in me.
It had been quite the continuing scene of an erotic orgy, with 6 horny and naked teen boys being the stars. From that first scene with their writhing naked bodies entangled with legs and arms, cocks waving, asses and heads bobbing all accompanied by low slurping and moaning sounds. Right through to when I felt like I was flooding Rick’s ass, his ass lips like sucking it out.
The scent off the sexually induced sheen of sweat on our bodies wafted up as the tops dropped down on us, breathing heavy as they let their oozing cocks melt down.
We walked and ducked into the Jacuzzi where we relaxed back, soaking and playing suckface for a while, then back on the playpen for some TV and more suckface. Rick and me loaded up a huge bunch of snacks and drinks and brought them back, having feasted solely on low cal cocks so far. You know the appetites young teens have for both.
We finished, and two by two, started fading away, comfortably spooned on our mates. I relished the memories I had of our first Fuckfest together; not knowing it was to be our last.
Occasionally I would awaken in the night and hear some slurping or guzzling on a midnight snack. Or look down at Rick’s head in my lap, trying to empty the bottom of my barrel.
In the morning, Rick and I stood on Winn’s side as they watched Rick doggy me while they shared 69’s, heads tilted with cocks pushing out their cheeks. Then we moved over and gave the other two a chance to the watch the morning nudes as they sipped on the hot morning cocks, enjoying their sweet creamer.
We were lucky as we had just finished dressing for something more solid… er…digestible to eat for a change, when my phone sudden.ly jangled. It was my mom, “Hi sweetie. Hope you’re all up because I’m only a few minutes away so I’ll be home a lot earlier.”
We heard the door open, and she quickly hustled in, her eyes a little red, “Hi boys! Hope you had fun last night. I’m sad to say Brett that my mother has taken a spell for the worst and we’ll have to go back to her place as she needs some homecare. And I’m not too sure who long it will be. Sorry boys to be in a rush. Brett, you better pack up for a longer stay.”
Shit, I was devastated as the others as they helped me load up the car. We tried to be cool but it was difficult to say the least, after last night with the others and especially Rick. We had hugs all around and all of us were a little watery eyed ourselves as they stood on the sidewalk waving goodbye not sure how long it would be.
And it did turn out to be longer than expected and I had to also change schools. But we were able to keep in touch through social media.
Rick and I visited back and forth, consummating our relationship each time and when the six of us did get together, there was no more group hanky-panky. Rick and I kept track of Winn’s school ‘WE WINN!” visits and would go to watch them.
I was ever so proud when he wheeled onto the stage (never letting anyone push him, even Tim who was always with him). Stanly and Floyd were also on stage with them too. They had all the challenged kids in the school on stage with ‘WE WINN’ t-shirts on and they would have at least one ‘CHAMP’ declared at each event.
Like at our old school where there was one little thin boy with big glasses who was in a wheelchair. He had a bit of a neurological problem, his arms moving a lot along with a facial tic. Big Butch, the arm wrestler, picked him out of his chair, as he was so small and light, hitched his hip out and set the kid on it then put his arm around his skinny body.
“Okay guys, this here is Archibald. Archie. My best friend. Now you know how I can arm wrestle and stuff like that, not a big problem for me, but I have to admit, he’s better’n me.” The audience went silent so he paused, “And you know we like to coach kids in sports and I’ve been helping him doing stuff that we others never even have to think about,” and he turned to him and bounced him a bit, “and he doing fabulous, right Arch?” The little kid blushed as he nodded. Butch turned back to the audience, “Well then he challenged me to a game of chess, and guess what? He beat me! Me the big tough guy!” and he turned back to Arch, “but I think he was cheating!” and the kid panicked as he shook his head rapidly. Butch jounced him a bit more, “Just kidding Archie bud, you’d never have to, because you are just better’n me.”
He turned back to us, “So you see, that would be MY challenge. So this week’s champ is, ARCHIE! Let’s hear it for him guys!” and gave a CHAMP t-shirt to him.
The crowd roared, clapped and stomped as he went back and forth on the stage, Archibald holding up the shirt, both he and Butch teary eyed as mine are typing this. Winn also always got the ‘DUNK! DUNK!’ shout out when he rolled onstage.
To quickly sum this story up, the six of us attended a group marriage ceremony at the LGBTQ club to get hitched up. The procreation hormones that constantly drew us together in our developing early teen stage had settled down to the lesser frequency in adulthood.
It was funny too, as after the ceremony we were having drinks and Tim started talking, “T…This has been s…such a great day g… guys, let’s t…toast!” We all were aghast, jaws dropped as we stared at him. He looked confused, “Wha… Oh, sorry, I was just brushing up on my stuttering in case Winnie leaves me!” and stifled a laugh and we broke up as Winnie slapped at him and chortled, “Biotch…”
The BEGINNING…
… of a somewhat better lifetime for those Challenged few who were lucky to have had a good teen friend like Bretton…
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I hope you have enjoyed reading my humble attempt as much as I had scribing it. And maybe it will also help bring awareness to that sector of youths that struggle every day to do just the normal things we ‘whole’ folks do. We can only wish too that they will be able to experience those greatest and most memorable events every teen has as he bursts into manhood.
Cheers!
MM
Author’s note: I find my hobby of writing very rewarding on its own. But just as any athlete in amateur sports wants, I seek to gauge my progress against some form of measurement. I have appreciated Hunter’s agreement to post my rather earthy and different teen perspective on his site even though the other authors are very professional. I likely pale in their shadow, but any feedback from you, the seasoned reader, would be greatly appreciated to let me know where I measure up. It’s nice to know where it rides on the gradient from ‘awesome!’ to ‘sucks!’, but also does it meet the other criteria? Like good or interesting plot, does it set the scene, develop well, flow and read well, syntax and a final denouement…
Thanx…
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