Summer House In The Hampton's
Chapter 06
Readers Warning; The following story contains elements of sexual content and contact between young boys around the age of twelve. If the subject matter offends you, or is not to your taste, or if you are closed mined to such things, or if you are a minor under the age of eighteen; then you should probably not read any further. Thanks, and enjoy.
Story Written and Posted by
About A Boy
"Young boys should never be sent to bed. Because they always wake up a day older."
( Quote from Finding Neverland )
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*Excerpt from Chapter Five
*Running a quick towel over ourselves, we noticed someone walking across on one of the nearby piers, who appeared to be looking our direction. "Who's over there?" Came the distant voice... Nick and I giggled like naughty schoolboys, and hurriedly ran back down the pier toward our boat, leaving a trail of wet footprints behind us.
It was kinda fun, and we were laughing as we hopped aboard the sailboat, padded down the steps and closed the hatch securely behind us. I smiled at Nick, and we high fived each other. We had escaped catastrophe again...
We stood near the galley for a moment, and dried ourselves off the rest of the way. Then used the sink to brush our teeth, and finally we went forward into the small sleeping cabin in the bow. Crawling onto the bunk we both collapsed, still naked onto our backs.
"That was awesome today." I whispered to Nick, as he shut the light off.
"I know, right..!" He returned happily, looked at me in the semi darkness. It was still kinda warm in the cabin, so we just crawled under the top sheet, lying closely on the small bunk. Nick rolled onto his side, facing me, and he smiled slightly.
"I really do like you, you know." He told me.
"Me too." I said softly. Nick seemed to inch forward a bit and remembering our little, somewhat innocent kiss on the beach earlier today, I smiled and leaned toward him as well.
With boylike innocence, we leaned closer to one another and touched our lips together in a brief, tender kiss. It was kinda sweet actually, and with timid smiles we did it again, lingering for several seconds this time. "That's nice..." I breathed quietly.
We both lay back then, and finally the busy day took its toll. Exhausted, we both slipped off into sleep. The last thing I remember, was Nick gently placing his warm hand on top of mine... *
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I woke very early the next morning, disoriented for a moment as I lay in the darkness. I could faintly hear the distant and gentle lapping of water, and perhaps the muffled early morning squawk of a seagull in flight somewhere. Then I heard the gentle breathing coming from alongside of me; and remembered that I, we, were still sleeping onboard the sailboat.
It was rather dark in the small forward cabin, but a faint greenish glow of a clock on the headboard offered just enough light that I could just see Nick's silhouette, still sleeping soundly at my side. I propped myself up on my elbows in the darkness and gazed over at him.
He was lying there, apparently on top of the white bed sheet. Not that I could make it out clearly, but there was just enough contrast between the nice tan of his skin and the dusky whiteness of the sheet. He was still naked, just as we had been when we fell asleep.
Nick was lying on his stomach, and I could just make out the smooth gentle curves of his back, a dingy gray in the semi darkness. I thought back to the wonderful experience of the day, and night before. It had been an amazing adventure.
For a curious twelve-year-old to discover so many new things in one day, well, it most certainly was a great day. From the sailing and the beach, to our parent free time where we had skinny dipped off the pier, looked at naughty pictures on line, and actually getting to see and touch a girl's private area for the very first time. Wow. I mean wow....
All of these were the things I would remember long after I'd grown up, and probably with fondness till the day I die... Then I remembered how Nick and I had actually jerked each other off before falling asleep. Oh man, that had been epic. My fingers absently trailed over my belly now, recalling the warmth of the sticky premature boy seed which had splattered there...
I smiled curiously into the darkness as I recalled the intensity of that orgasm, better than any of the many I'd had before. I shivered with delight now just thinking about it. Looking over at my friend Nick, I suddenly just wanted to touch him; so I reached out and softly touched the smooth satiny warm skin of his back.
Oh geeze, this was no nice. His skin was so soft and inviting that I trailed my fingers across the curvature of his back, down and over the steep curve of his naked butt cheek. Another tremble washed over me. At twelve, I couldn't begin to understand, or at least put into words all the feelings that were racing through me.
All I really knew was, that I felt bonded to him, excited by him. And it was clear to me that touching another boy like this, was far more enticing to me than touching the girl had been. This was the real me somehow...
I could feel my youthful boy bits start to tingle and stir a little as my hand softly caressed Nick's rounded bottom, gliding slowly into the natural crease, and up onto the other fleshy mound.
Without knowing why, I was suddenly compelled, and I leaned over toward his bum, gently touching my nose and lips to the lambskin softness of his pale butt cheek. I'm not sure I could define the word sensuous, but surely that's what this was.
I could smell his gentle scent, as I brushed my nose ever so lightly across the warm silk of his skin. The smell was weirdly stimulating. A gentle boy musk that smelled invitingly sweet somehow. Nick stirred slightly as my soft touch must have tickled his bum, but he remained deep in his slumber.
Pulling my hand away from him, I softly fondled my own young, semi stiff boy pickle for a long moment. Sexual awakening indeed. My pubescent body was alive with it, aroused in the deeper sense.
I scooched off the bunk, my bare feet softly touching the cool teakwood of the cabin floor, as I padded out toward the galley. In the near darkness I picked up a bottle of water from the counter and drank slowly of it, wetting my parched throat and dry lips. It seemed a bit stuffy in the cabin, or perhaps it was just me feeling flushed, so I undid the upper hatch, and after peeking outside I crawled out, still naked onto the deck of the moored sailboat. It was still dark, and the coolness of the predawn air felt nice against my bare flesh.
Padding softly across the deck, I moved forward to the bow and sat my bare boy cheeks down on the smooth deck, with my legs dangling freely over the side. Reaching up, I ran my fingers through my unkempt hair trying to comb it back a little, as I gazed out over the water. It was a very peaceful feeling just sitting out here like this.
Gazing out into the harbor, I noticed the waning moon sparkling gently on the surface of the water, and a dusting of stars twinkled overhead in the huge expanse of darkened sky. Yeah, this was very nice. I sat there for a good ten minutes or so, thinking about nothing in particular, just enjoying the solitude of moment.
A moment later, I heard a quiet sound from behind me, and glancing back quickly I could just see Nick climbing out of the hatch and up onto the deck. He rubbed his palms tiredly over his eyes as he made his way forward to sit alongside me at the rail.
“Whatcha’ doing?” He asked, attempting to stifle a yawn.
“Nothin’… It was kinda warm in the cabin, so I just came up here on deck for a few minutes.” Nick nodded and sat down right next to me. We sat quietly for a moment, and Nick tilted his head to the side, resting it tiredly against my shoulder with his eyes closed.
“That was really cool last night.” He mumbled a moment later, followed by a yawn.
“I know.” I agreed, nodding my head. “Do you think it’s weird? I mean, that boys do that kind of stuff together?” I questioned, thinking about the pictures we’d looked at, and the sexual fooling around that we had done. Nick lifted his head from my shoulder and looked at me thoughtfully for a moment.
“Well,” he began, “Did you like doing it?”
“Yes…” I answered truthfully.
“Then it’s not weird.” Nick replied logically. He put his hand up on my shoulder and used it to help push himself up. “Gotta’ pee…” he remarked. Standing at the edge of the deck, and leaning against the chrome sailboat railing, he aimed his flaccid tool over the side and urged his stream to a steady flow.
I sat alongside him, looking up at his nakedness in the near darkness. A slight smile spread my lips as I reflected on his answer, and watched him pee into the darkness. Standing then, I joined his efforts and began to empty my bladder into the bay. Nick put his arm around my shoulder waiting for me to finish, and when I had, he reached down and boldly grabbed my uncircumcised wand and gave it a couple of brisk shakes to loose the last stray drops of pee.
With a surprised grin, I leaned over and gave him a thankful little peck on the cheek. “Thanks for the assist…” I told him. Dawn was nearing, the sky lightening now, so we walked back toward the rear of the boat, and stepped down below deck, securing the hatch behind us again.
We were both still feeling a little tired, so we crawled back onto the forward bunk, pulling the soft linen sheet up over us. I glanced at Nick, who had rolled tiredly onto his left side with his back to me, and feeling compelled I slid over closely and spooned warmly against him. “That feels nice…” He mumbled, as we both fell back to sleep for a little nap.
It was some time later that I heard a soft young voice calling to us from outside on the dock. I glanced up at the clock to see that it was just about eight thirty in the morning. ‘Oh man…’ I thought, as I yawned deeply.
There was a subdued knock on the cabin door, and I could hear the younger boy Ben, the kid from the other boat, calling to us. Still not fully awake, and without thinking, I slipped off the bunk and ambled to the rear of the boat.
“What is it?” I croaked up through the hatch.
“It’s me, Benny…” Came the soft reply. “Can I come down?”
“Yeah, yeah…” I yawned, unlatching the panel and swinging it open to see the eleven-year-old Ben. He was dressed in a nice looking pair of white cargo shorts and a red open sided tank top. His eyes lit up the moment he looked in, and a confused grin spread his lips when he looked at me.
“You’re naked.” Ben blurted out in a surprised tone.
“Oh… Oh shit…” I muttered. I’d been half asleep and hadn’t even thought about still being naked. Instinctively I reached out grabbed a small throw pillow off of one of the daybed couches and held it in front of myself to protect my modesty. Ben’s curious smile turned to one of amusement.
“It’s okay…” Ben chirped boyishly, “I don’t care.” He fixed his gaze on me, as if anxious to get another good look at my boy bits. It didn’t really matter I guess; I mean we’d seen each other naked twice before, so… What’s the big deal? I sat down on the daybed, laying the pillow loosely across my lap. I wouldn’t have minded so much if both of us were naked I guess, but, it felt a wee bit awkward with it just being me. Ben just giggled softly.
“So, where’s Nick? He asked.
“He’s still in bed.” I replied, pointing toward the bow of the sailboat.
“Did you guys sleep together..? Like that.” He snickered, referring to my nakedness.
“Uh… Yeah, I guess.” I replied, blushing slightly.
“Who’s that?” Came Nick’s sleepy voice from the forward cabin.
“It’s just me…” Ben called out, and he hurriedly trotted past me toward the bow. He peeked his head into the forward berth, and smiling he hopped up unabashedly to sit on the bunk alongside Nick.
“So… What did you guys do last night?” he questioned rather accusingly, as if hinting at something.
“Nothing…” Nick responded slowly, covering his nakedness with the sheet. “What are you doing here Benny?”
“Oh yeah, well I told my mom you guys were spending the night over here by yourselves, and she wanted me to see if you guys wanted to come over to our boat for breakfast. So… Do you?” Ben asked with a quick smile, nodding hopefully.
“I don’t know. What do you think Danny?” Nick asked. “Wanna’ go over for breakfast?” I had just walked back to the cabin, and I stood in the doorway looking in at them. Ben’s gaze shifted quickly back to me, still wanting to see my boy bits, but I was still holding the throw pillow discretely in front of myself. “What are you doing, screwing that pillow?” Nick touted with a smirk.
Embarrassed, and trying not to look foolish, I dropped my hands to my sides, taking the pillow along with it. Benny’s eyes lit up again as he scoped out my feral boyhood, apparently still fascinated by the look of my foreskin. He smiled timidly, then reached down to give his own boy pickle a squeeze through his shorts…
Well shit… Seeing him fondle himself like that must have stirred me up a little, because without consulting me, my own penis started to swell a bit. The younger boy stared excitedly at it. “Oh cool…” he muttered.
Feeling embarrassed again, I tossed the throw pillow at him, and quickly grabbed up my board shorts from the floor, slipping into them as I turned my back to him. “Oh man…” he breathed, looking up at me with a disappointed look on his face.
“Geeze Benny…” Nick grinned from the bunk. “You’re a bigger pervert than we are…” The youngster almost looked a little hurt by the remark, but he smiled mischievously nonetheless.
“I was just looking is all…” He parried. Then, wanting to change the subject, “So, you guys want to come over for breakfast or what?” He looked back and forth at both of us, and Nick glanced at me and shrugged his shoulders.
“Let’s do it.” He said. “They even have their own chef over there and everything. I’ve been over there before; you’ll like it…”
“Well, I am kinda hungry.” I answered, “And we never really thought about what we would do for breakfast, so… Yeah let’s do it.”
“Sure.” Nick agreed. He flipped the sheet down off of himself, and young Ben (and I) both got a little thrill as Nick hopped up naked from the bunk, his morning boner bouncing playfully as he did so. He quickly pulled on some board shorts and we padded back to the galley to wash our faces and clean up a bit.
Both of us put on a fresh shirt, and I pushed my fingers through my hair again, but Nick ran a comb through his long bushy locks, shaking his head a little till his hair settled into place just the way he liked it. He really did look good like that; a controlled mess, like some California surfer boy.
All cleaned up, we headed up on deck, following closely behind Benny. We both slipped into our flip flops, and then started walking down the deck toward the next pier, with Benny almost skipping along at our sides, apparently really happy to have us coming over.
I got the feeling that he was kind of lonely, cooped up on their boat with only his twin sister for company most of the time. What kid wants to do that? As we rounded the corner, I saw the sixty five foot cruiser tied off at the end of the pier.
“Whoa…” I breathed as we got near it. “You guys must be like Richey Rich or something. Ben looked back at me with a sheepish little grin, and I could tell that these folks definitely belonged here in the Hamptons.
It felt a little awkward for me. I mean, I was only here because my dad’s boss owned the beach house we were staying in. But these people were the real deal, upper class all the way, and they clearly lived the lifestyle. We stepped up the gangway onto the large, boat… Uh, ship… Or whatever it was. A Yacht, Benny was to point out later.
Everything, including the decks looked polished and nice, so we even stepped out of our flips once we set foot on it, and walked barefoot back to the stern of the boat. It was really cool actually. All modern, and gleaming like it was kept up by a staff of servants. Inside the cabin was unbelievable. There were full rich sofas, and nicely crafted tables and such. There was even a large flat screen TV mounted auspiciously along one of the walls. It felt more like a house than a boat…
“Hello.” Came a woman’s soft voice, in greeting to us.
“Hello maam.” I replied, trying to use my best manners.
“Mom, this is Danny, he’s a friend of Nicks.” Benny introduced us excitedly. “And this is my Dad, and you already met my sister.” He pointed to Tina, the um, girl from last night. I colored with embarrassment as I thought about it. I mean, we had seen each other almost completely naked, and Nick and I had even touched her girl parts.
Tina smiled at Nick and me with a sly look on her face, perhaps belying some deeper intentions. I wondered if she might even be up to something.
“I’m happy that you’ll be joining us for breakfast.” Benny’s Mom said cheerfully. “We’ll be eating in about fifteen minutes or so, so perhaps Benny can show you around the boat if you’d like.” It almost felt like she was showing off a bit. I mean, we were just kids, probably not likely to be so impressed. Although in truth, I was…” And with that, Benny grabbed me by the wrist.
“Come on, I’ll show you guys my cabin…” He piped excitedly in his boyish voice, as he pulled me along, quickly walking Nick and I further inside the large boat. It really was something though. In fact, truth be told, I thought it was totally awesome.
We moved forward, and descended the steps going below decks. Down those was a sleek passage way, with several dark teakwood cabin doors on either side. Benny led us to one at the far end of the corridor, and proudly opened his cabin door, urging us all inside.
“Whoa…” I breathed. His cabin on board the boat was as nice as my room back home. I have to say I was actually a bit jealous of him; but it was really cool anyway. There was a large bunk, well, a bed actually against one wall. A small teak table with two cushioned swivel chairs, and of course a flat screen TV on one cabin wall, with a game console beneath it, and four or five games scattered haphazardly on the floor. The cabin looked really nice, all paneled with rich, dark wooden walls and such.
Glancing furtively at both of us, Ben dropped to his knee and reached up under his bed. With the same sly look he pulled out a small wrapped package, flourishing it as if to impress us. He looked at us sheepishly.
“What’s that?” I asked, my curiosity peaked. And then I heard Nick burst out laughing at my side.
“Holy crap,” he giggled, “It’s a box of condoms. Where the hell did you get those Benny?” He laughed, as Ben glanced toward his door, then back at us.
“Cool huh... I swiped them from the Marina store.” Benny gloated, still trying to impress us.
“Shit Benny, you’re eleven… What do you need condoms for?” Nick questioned.
“I’m almost twelve.” Ben huffed, feeling a bit put out. “It’s cool though, huh?” He continued undaunted. I had never actually seen one up close, so I looked curiously at the package.
Ben carefully peeled off the cellophane wrapper, and with fingers shaking just a bit he pulled out one of the little foil pouches from the box. He glanced at both of us triumphantly, and then with a conspiratorial look on his face he handed one to both Nick and I.
It was obvious that he wanted to fit in with us ‘older boys’, and he was indeed trying to impress us. But the truth is, we were only about a year older than him, so I guess, in actuality we really were impressed.
“Wanna’ try ‘em on?” Ben whispered in a tiny voice. We all kind of looked at each other, trying to be cool, but at the same time trying to stifle our nervous, naughty boylike giggles. I mean shit… Every kid our age knows about condoms, but, few of us have ever really handled one, let alone needed one. We giggled again, our youthful hormones begging us to do it…
Before we could go any further though, there was a little beep sound that came from an intercom panel just inside the cabin door, startling all of us… “Benny… Honey breakfast is ready, bring your little friends to the sun deck please.” His mom requested.
Benny looked like he had shit his pants, and he hurriedly hid the box of condoms back under his bed. He crossed quickly to the intercom and pushed the button. “Be right there Mom.” He looked back at us, almost disappointed. “Guess we’ll have to try them later.” He said, opening his cabin door.
“Do what later?” Came his sister’s voice. She was standing just outside the door as if spying on us, and she had that same ‘I know what you’re doing’ look on her face.
“Uh… Nothing!” Benny claimed, blushing now. Nick and I secretly pocketed the individual condom packets which we had still been holding onto.
“Yeah, I bet it was nothing.” She challenged. Nick and I could only exchange nervous looks. “You better tell me what you were up to.” She demanded.
“Or what?” Benny snipped back at her.
“Or I’ll tell Mom and Dad what happened last night.” She threatened. Benny’s eyes went wide at the threat, and a feeling of dread came over me and Nick. Tina just stood there with a satisfied smirk on her face as Benny cast a nervous look back at us.
“That’s not cool.” I scolded her, feeling a bit angry now. But she knew she had the upper hand, and she crossed her arms defiantly and smiled.
“That’s Bullshit…” Nick suddenly spoke up with a defiant smirk of his own. “You won’t say anything. You’re the one who wanted to see our dicks last night. And you’re the one who told us that we could touch your private area… You’ll get in more trouble than we well.” Her face took on a more relaxed tone.
“My Mom would believe me…” She said vacantly, but it was clearly lacking the venom of her earlier threat.
“Yeah? Well remember my lap top, that was sitting on the table in the galley?
“So… What’s your point?” She snapped smugly.
“My web cam recorded everything. Let’s see who your mom believes then. It was you who started everything.” Tina’s eyes went wide. She flushed, and looked about to cry..
“You didn’t… You… You recorded it?” She wondered, far less smugly now. When Nick nodded his head, she suddenly looked angry and scared at the same time, and she stormed off down the corridor. Nick looked at Benny and me with a satisfied look of his own.
“You don’t have a web cam on your lap top.” I stated, with a bemused grin on my face.
“I know that. But she doesn’t.” Nick smiled. Benny finally caught on then, and the look of dread on his face turned into a smirk of satisfaction. His twin sister was always getting him in trouble, always the one with the upper hand. For once though, Benny was not at her mercy…
The three of us walked down the corridor and up to the sundeck at the rear of the vessel, where Benny’s parents were already seated at the good sized dining table. Tina sat pouting at the far end of it, and Nick, Benny and me all sat down across form her. She refused to look at any of us.
With everyone seated now, they began to serve breakfast. It was awesome. There was tons of good food, and when Benny’s mom told us to dig in, I didn’t need to be asked twice. The food was prepared by a real chef, so it wasn’t just basic hash browns, it was Potatoes O’brien. Diced up, with red and green peppers, onions, and even bits of ham mixed in.
I gubbed down on it, along with a huge ham and cheese omelette that was delicious. Boy if I ever get rich I’m going to hire a chef, or maybe even learn to cook like one. We guzzled orange juice, and, as growing boys seem to be bottomless pits, Nick and I finished off with a warm, gooey cinnamon roll.
Totally full, we finally pushed back from the table, and politely thanked Benny’s parents for being so nice to us. They seemed to be pleased that we had been suitably impressed, and had gotten our fill.
Tina seemed to have gotten over her little huff, and as the three of us boys excused ourselves and left the deck to go back to Ben’s cabin, she trailed quietly along behind us. “What do you want now?” Benny finally asked her when we got to his cabin door.
“Nothing.” She responded quietly, her tone entirely different than it had been. “I… I just wanted to be in on whatever you guys were doing, that’s all..” She pleaded. “And besides, I was never really going to tell on you, you know…”
“Yeah, well… You shouldn’t say stuff like that then.” Benny scolded her. “And it’s boy stuff anyway. It’s kinda’ private…” he remarked. She looked a little disappointed, and I actually started to feel a little sorry for her.
I mean, she was kind of stuck out here on the boat as well. Just like Benny, she probably felt a little lonely at times. I wondered if they ever brought any of their friends along for the weekend, when their parents went out yachting like this. She leaned over and whispered something into Benny’s ear, and he looked over at her as if surprised.
“Maybe, I don’t know.” Benny told her. “We’ll see.” She seemed to accept that, and with a sheepish look on her face she left us alone and headed back down the corridor to her own cabin.
“What was that all about?” I asked, as we went inside his cabin and closed the door.
“Nothing.” Benny said awkwardly. “She… She wanted to know if she could see you guys naked again…” Nick and I exchanged surprised looks. It was weird in a way, at our age, letting a girl see you naked.
I mean, I was really curious about it and all, that’s part of the mystery of growing up, but… At twelve, its hard enough sometimes to let other boys see you, let alone a girl. Besides, since Nick and I were both pretty much into boys, it didn’t have the same draw to it that it might have. I mean, it had been fun to play ‘show me’ the other night on the sailboat, but, did we really need to do it again, with a girl...?
Benny locked his cabin door, and he looked nervously at both of us. “So, you guys wanna do it now? Try on the condoms I mean?” He asked excitedly, nodding his head to show his willingness. Nick and I glanced at each other with boyishly curious smiles.
It’s kind of dumb I suppose. I mean at twelve-years-old, a condom is about the last thing you would ever need to try. But still, puberty is puberty, and any talk or thoughts about sex stuff just leads to an insatiable curiosity… So, shit yeah we wanted to try them on…
With nervous little giggles we all started to tear open the individual condom packets. Each of us carefully examining the little rolled up rubber rings, and smiling at each other with that youthful, wide eyed fascination.
“They look kinda big.” I commented casually.
“For you maybe!” Nick laughed jokingly. I slugged him playfully on the shoulder, partially for the comment, and partially to lessen the awkwardness of the moment. We glanced over at younger Benny, and he was already reaching down and squeezing his pecker; which apparently was already swollen in his board shorts. He looked up at us and grinned.
Without further thought, he set his condom on the edge of the bed and quickly unfastened his white Dockers shorts, letting them fall to the floor. His tighty whiteys bulged prominently in front, and once again I was intrigued that his dick was apparently as big as Nick’s and mine, even though he was a year younger.
He glanced at both of us, and then hooked his underpants, pulling them down his thighs. His boner stood almost strait up, just a little off his creamy white pubic rise, and I couldn’t help but shiver once, excitedly. Yup, I was into boys alright…
Anxious to try them on, Nick and I both hurriedly slipped our shorts down. I was already at half staff, and Nick wasn’t far behind. Taking my boy tube into my fingers, I squeezed it a few times, encouraging further participation. Nick did the same, and looking at the rubbers, we both quickly swelled to full sail… Benny watched us excitedly, as he fingered his fully bloated wanker.
We all glanced back and forth at one another’s aroused spikes, and with a hard swallow, Benny was the first to place the rolled up rubber over the rigid tip of his knob, not knowing exactly what to do with it. I mentioned before that Benny’s dick was about the same size as mine and Nick’s when flaccid, but it appeared a tad shorter when boned up.
Both Nick and me were about four and a half inches long when aroused, and though not all that thick, they seemed big enough for a twelve-year-old, and thicker than Benny’s to be sure.
“You kinda roll it down I think…” Nick observed, finally slipping his own condom over his swollen head. Benny seemed to figure it out, and he rolled the thin walled rubber down the length of his shaft. I glanced at Nick, and we both grinned, noticing that it fit rather loosely over the younger boy’s little member. Ben looked up at us, maybe a little hurt that we were giggling at him.
“Well, I’m younger than you guys you know…” He touted defensively.
“Aw, don’t be mad dude.” Nick chuckled.
“It’s alright Benny,” I said, “you’re bigger than I was a year ago. You’ll probly’ be a lot bigger than us when you’re our age…” Ben smiled slightly, then looking down again at his loosely fitting condom he began to chuckle as well.
Nick cupped his rubber down over his glans and it rolled easily down his shaft, wrapping his boyhood in latex. It fit a little more snugly than Benny’s, but not tightly by any means. He wrapped his fist around it, and pumped himself a few times. “Feels weird…” He commented.
It was my turn now, and though I wasn’t sure, I figured I should slide my foreskin back before putting the condom on. Benny watched me excitedly as I skinned the pliant sheath of skin off my glans, exposing my purplish boy plum.
“Whoa…” Benny breathed, as my little mushroom knob came to light; swollen, shiny and moist. “That’s wickedly awesome…” he muttered to himself.
I positioned the rolled up rubber ring over the sensitive tip of my dick, causing it to twitch once, and feeling overly excited, I rolled the balloon-like condom down my length, snugging it to my pubic mound.
Like Nick’s, it wasn’t what you would call tight or anything, but it certainly encased my boyhood like a sausage link from the grocery store. I took hold of it with my fingers and gave it several experimental wanks.
It did feel weird. Certainly different than holding my bare skin. I closed my eyes and stroked it a little more vigorously. I’m not sure how to describe it really. I mean, in a way it felt like I was inside something, but not in a satisfying way. Just, different… It felt like there was some kind of lubricant, or powder, or something inside of it. I’m not sure…
I opened my eyes and noticed the other two boys. We were all kind of stroking ourselves, and steadily looking at one another’s erotic display of pubescent sexuality. Benny’s condom was slipping around a bit as he stroked himself, so it looked like it might be a little awkward for him.
“What’s that little loose bit at the front of yours?” Ben wondered, looking at mine.
“It’s a ‘receptacle’ tip.” Nick answered, reading it directly off the box, which was laying on top of the bed. “I guess that’s where the sperm goes when you cum…” Benny looked slightly confused.
“You know.” I offered, “When you shoot sperm, it fills in there I guess.”
“Do you guys like, squirt a lot of that stuff?” Benny wondered, eyebrows raised with curious wonder.
“Yeah, sometimes.” I confessed, looking at Nick. I was feeling kind of proud of that last orgasm I’d had with Nick last night. We had both shot some plentiful spurts then, and I could imagine it squirting into the condom now.
Benny seemed to get even more excited by the thought of it. We gathered he didn’t shoot all that much, if at all. Suddenly, and much to my surprise Benny reached his hand out toward me and squeezed the loose bit of condom with his fingers. Then he wrapped his fingers curiously around my penis. “Ohh…” I shivered, stimulated by the feel of his fingers holding onto my wand.
He squeezed it snuggly in his hand, and I felt him shudder as well. “That’s so cool…” He mumbled, feeling the warmth and size of my boyish erection. He smiled timidly up at me, hoping I wasn’t upset with him. But hey, boys are just curious beings. That’s what we are. Reaching out like that, without asking or thinking; it was just innocent wonder.
Feeling inspired myself, I reached over toward Nick’s floating boy log. He willingly moved his hand away, allowing me to usurp his handhold. I wrapped my fingers around tightly around his youthful shaft and squeezed it snugly. Excited, I started to manipulate him with slow deliberate motions. Nick cooed softly, closing his eyes for a moment and simply enjoying my presence.
When he opened his eyes, a big grin split his face and he reached over and took hold of Benny’s stiff little limb, encasing it in his fist. Benny started. Surprised at how unexpectedly wonderful it felt. This was his first experience at having someone else touch his penis, but it certainly wouldn’t be his last… It’s a pleasant feeling that you’ll never forget.
We all stood there for several minutes, slowly fisting each other’s member, delighting in the feeling of being jacked off by another boy’s hand. It was quite unique, this little circle jerk, and after a few minutes we switched off who we were holding onto, and continued our mutual boylike masturbation.
My eyes were closed again, my body swaying with the motion of my hand, pumping on Benny’s dick, and with Nick’s hand tugging on my over stimulated boy length. It would have made for quite the sight I’m sure.
After a few minutes I began to groan quietly, those wonderful tingles starting to churn within. I could hear pleasurable little chirps coming form Benny as well, and I looked over at him to see his head lolled back, his mouth open slightly, and his eyes closed. It was kind of cute, and kind of erotic watching him enjoy these unique feelings.
I wondered how many times he’d jacked off before, and if he’d ever gone all the way to orgasm. I don’t think I had at his age so who knows… His body jerked once, twice; and then he squirmed a little as his quiet squeaks became louder, and instinctively I sped up my stroking on him. It was getting wild for all of us…
Benny began to twitch, his head rolled forward and a surprisingly deep gasp came from his mouth. “Oh, ohh, oh…” his soprano voice piped. “Wha… What’s happening…” he moaned. Both Nick and I watched him intently. His legs seemed to quiver, his body jerked, and I could feel his penis pulsing wildly in my fingers. “Oh shittttt….” He squawked, and then he trembled like someone with their finger stuck in light socket. “Ohhhhh….”
And just like that his writhing stopped, and he melted to the floor. His knees not able to support him. Fuck that was so hot to watch… Nick must have thought so as well, because his hand speed increased on me, and since Benny had let go of Nick’s boyhood, I reached out to take over the tiller. It was maddeningly wild, and apparently it was my turn, as I suddenly began to seize with expectant energy…
“Uhhh, uhhhhh, oh gahhh….. Oh god…” I grunted, and my eyes squeezed shut as I reached my own youthful climax. “Oh fuuuu…” I moaned in breathless ecstasy. I could feel my insides clench and go numb; and then I felt the burning pulse of boy seed as it ejaculated from me, and streamed into the thin rubber sheathing that covered my young cock…
Nick tightened his fingers around my tube, surly feeling it throb as it expelled my boylike hot sauce, and as I shuddered with joyful release, my hand squeezed tightly on his shoulder… Several euphoric seconds passed, not really sure how many because I was still in a my post climactic daze, but suddenly I heard Nick grunt loudly. He pulled his hand away from my dick, lost in the beginnings of his own orgasm.
Young Benny had regained his composure, and with eyes wide with excitement he had resumed masturbating Nick. I opened my eyes in time to see Nick’s face contort with pleasure as he shuddered and pulsed his juices into the rubber sheath.
It was almost as exciting to watch as it was to actually feel it. Well, almost. We all stood there weakly, physically drained and mentally delighted. My first condom. Okay, okay, that’s not the way you’re supposed to use them but… It was my first, and like every new experience, it had been exciting. I half pulled, half slipped the spent condom off my young penis.
My dick was moist, and there was a sticky shine all over my purple knob. Young Ben stared closely at it, intrigued by the sight of real sperm. The boy honey glaze, coating the bell end of my softening spear.
Nick pulled his condom off then, and though his prick was more of a fleshy red at the tip, it too was coated in sticky slime. The three of us all exchanged sheepish, yet satisfied grins. Benny reached out and took the spent condom from my hand, examining it closely. He smiled curiously as he squeezed the squishy tip, exploring the meager offerings that had pooled at the end of it.
“Whoa, it’s still warm…” He mumbled softly, “That’s totally wicked…” We all kind of laughed, and then Ben handed us some tissues to wipe the remaining residue off of our wands. Nick shivered slightly as he wiped himself off, still a bit sensitive I guess, and then he smiled slyly at me.
“That was pretty cool wasn’t it…” He offered.
“Yeah it was.” I agreed, and Benny nodded his agreement as well. We all grabbed our shorts up off the floor and pulled them back on, and we just kind of stood there. There’s always that awkward moment when its all over. Happy, satisfied, but almost a shy embarrassment at having done these things with, and in front of others.
We hung around for a little while in Benny’s room, but when I noticed the time, Nick and I had to leave, and head back to the other pier. It was nearly ten-o-clock, and my parents would be getting there soon to pick us up.
Leaving his cabin, we walked aft toward the sun deck where Nick and I said our goodbyes, and thanked Benny’s parents again for the wonderful breakfast they had treated us to. Benny saw us off, and we waved back at him as we walked down the little gang plank to the dock.
“See ya later…” he said with a little wave, and a note of disappointment in his voice; sorry that we had to leave. As we headed off and started walking up the pier we noticed Ben’s sister Tina standing on the forward deck looking at us.
She had a sad, ‘left out’ kind of look on her face, but she smiled timidly and waved to us anyway. I felt sorry for her actually, knowing that she was probably as lonely as Benny was, here on the boat without any of her friends around.
And besides, she knew that we boys had been up to something naughty; and the truth is, she simply wanted to be part of it. She was Benny’s twin, and just because she’s a girl doesn’t mean wasn’t just as curious about sex stuff as he was.
I whispered into Nick’s ear, and he grinned at me and nodded. We glanced around to be sure no one else was looking, and then looking back at Tina we both pulled our shorts down in front, and playfully wiggled our boy bits at her.
Tina’s eyes flew open wide. Her face lit up, and she covered her mouth with her hand, surprised, but obviously in a happy way… We both waved at her, and I smiled warmly, hoping that she felt included. Nick and I turned, and ran off down the dock, leaving Tina to fantasies of her own.
Going back to the sailboat, we quickly gathered all of our stuff. Nick crammed his laptop back into his backpack and we climbed back on deck, securing the sailboat and locking everything up. I saw my dad’s SUV pulling into the distant parking lot to pick us up, so Nick and I grabbed up everything and trotted up the pier to meet them.
We slid into the backseat, and as my dad started to drive off we told my parents about our fun night aboard the sailboat. Well, not everything of course. We told them about fishing, and swimming, and about having breakfast with Benny’s family on the yacht.
Sliding back in the seat, I realized what a great night it had actually been. All the new stuff I’d learned and experienced. I decided that coming of age is indeed a wonderful time for a boy, with every new adventure fulfilling our youthful curiosity.
I looked over at Nick, my new best friend, with his shaggy beach boy blond hair and his smooth buttery tan. It was great to have a friend to share these adolescent awakenings with.
We had shared the secrets of masturbation. We had seen, and touched a girl’s private parts. We had tried on and ejaculated into a condom, and we had even explored mutual masturbation a couple of times. Nick and I had even exchanged several boylike kisses. They hadn’t been sexual as such, just the innocent kisses of boys displaying fondness for another.
I smiled as I recalled the tenderness of it. Then realized that I wanted even more. I really liked Nick, and it was clear that I really like boys… The next step seemed fairly obvious. I wanted to be sexual with him…
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~~ End Of Chapter Six ~~
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"Young boys should never be sent to bed. Because they always wake up a day older."
( Quote from Finding Neverland )
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*Excerpt from Chapter Five
*Running a quick towel over ourselves, we noticed someone walking across on one of the nearby piers, who appeared to be looking our direction. "Who's over there?" Came the distant voice... Nick and I giggled like naughty schoolboys, and hurriedly ran back down the pier toward our boat, leaving a trail of wet footprints behind us.
It was kinda fun, and we were laughing as we hopped aboard the sailboat, padded down the steps and closed the hatch securely behind us. I smiled at Nick, and we high fived each other. We had escaped catastrophe again...
We stood near the galley for a moment, and dried ourselves off the rest of the way. Then used the sink to brush our teeth, and finally we went forward into the small sleeping cabin in the bow. Crawling onto the bunk we both collapsed, still naked onto our backs.
"That was awesome today." I whispered to Nick, as he shut the light off.
"I know, right..!" He returned happily, looked at me in the semi darkness. It was still kinda warm in the cabin, so we just crawled under the top sheet, lying closely on the small bunk. Nick rolled onto his side, facing me, and he smiled slightly.
"I really do like you, you know." He told me.
"Me too." I said softly. Nick seemed to inch forward a bit and remembering our little, somewhat innocent kiss on the beach earlier today, I smiled and leaned toward him as well.
With boylike innocence, we leaned closer to one another and touched our lips together in a brief, tender kiss. It was kinda sweet actually, and with timid smiles we did it again, lingering for several seconds this time. "That's nice..." I breathed quietly.
We both lay back then, and finally the busy day took its toll. Exhausted, we both slipped off into sleep. The last thing I remember, was Nick gently placing his warm hand on top of mine... *
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I woke very early the next morning, disoriented for a moment as I lay in the darkness. I could faintly hear the distant and gentle lapping of water, and perhaps the muffled early morning squawk of a seagull in flight somewhere. Then I heard the gentle breathing coming from alongside of me; and remembered that I, we, were still sleeping onboard the sailboat.
It was rather dark in the small forward cabin, but a faint greenish glow of a clock on the headboard offered just enough light that I could just see Nick's silhouette, still sleeping soundly at my side. I propped myself up on my elbows in the darkness and gazed over at him.
He was lying there, apparently on top of the white bed sheet. Not that I could make it out clearly, but there was just enough contrast between the nice tan of his skin and the dusky whiteness of the sheet. He was still naked, just as we had been when we fell asleep.
Nick was lying on his stomach, and I could just make out the smooth gentle curves of his back, a dingy gray in the semi darkness. I thought back to the wonderful experience of the day, and night before. It had been an amazing adventure.
For a curious twelve-year-old to discover so many new things in one day, well, it most certainly was a great day. From the sailing and the beach, to our parent free time where we had skinny dipped off the pier, looked at naughty pictures on line, and actually getting to see and touch a girl's private area for the very first time. Wow. I mean wow....
All of these were the things I would remember long after I'd grown up, and probably with fondness till the day I die... Then I remembered how Nick and I had actually jerked each other off before falling asleep. Oh man, that had been epic. My fingers absently trailed over my belly now, recalling the warmth of the sticky premature boy seed which had splattered there...
I smiled curiously into the darkness as I recalled the intensity of that orgasm, better than any of the many I'd had before. I shivered with delight now just thinking about it. Looking over at my friend Nick, I suddenly just wanted to touch him; so I reached out and softly touched the smooth satiny warm skin of his back.
Oh geeze, this was no nice. His skin was so soft and inviting that I trailed my fingers across the curvature of his back, down and over the steep curve of his naked butt cheek. Another tremble washed over me. At twelve, I couldn't begin to understand, or at least put into words all the feelings that were racing through me.
All I really knew was, that I felt bonded to him, excited by him. And it was clear to me that touching another boy like this, was far more enticing to me than touching the girl had been. This was the real me somehow...
I could feel my youthful boy bits start to tingle and stir a little as my hand softly caressed Nick's rounded bottom, gliding slowly into the natural crease, and up onto the other fleshy mound.
Without knowing why, I was suddenly compelled, and I leaned over toward his bum, gently touching my nose and lips to the lambskin softness of his pale butt cheek. I'm not sure I could define the word sensuous, but surely that's what this was.
I could smell his gentle scent, as I brushed my nose ever so lightly across the warm silk of his skin. The smell was weirdly stimulating. A gentle boy musk that smelled invitingly sweet somehow. Nick stirred slightly as my soft touch must have tickled his bum, but he remained deep in his slumber.
Pulling my hand away from him, I softly fondled my own young, semi stiff boy pickle for a long moment. Sexual awakening indeed. My pubescent body was alive with it, aroused in the deeper sense.
I scooched off the bunk, my bare feet softly touching the cool teakwood of the cabin floor, as I padded out toward the galley. In the near darkness I picked up a bottle of water from the counter and drank slowly of it, wetting my parched throat and dry lips. It seemed a bit stuffy in the cabin, or perhaps it was just me feeling flushed, so I undid the upper hatch, and after peeking outside I crawled out, still naked onto the deck of the moored sailboat. It was still dark, and the coolness of the predawn air felt nice against my bare flesh.
Padding softly across the deck, I moved forward to the bow and sat my bare boy cheeks down on the smooth deck, with my legs dangling freely over the side. Reaching up, I ran my fingers through my unkempt hair trying to comb it back a little, as I gazed out over the water. It was a very peaceful feeling just sitting out here like this.
Gazing out into the harbor, I noticed the waning moon sparkling gently on the surface of the water, and a dusting of stars twinkled overhead in the huge expanse of darkened sky. Yeah, this was very nice. I sat there for a good ten minutes or so, thinking about nothing in particular, just enjoying the solitude of moment.
A moment later, I heard a quiet sound from behind me, and glancing back quickly I could just see Nick climbing out of the hatch and up onto the deck. He rubbed his palms tiredly over his eyes as he made his way forward to sit alongside me at the rail.
“Whatcha’ doing?” He asked, attempting to stifle a yawn.
“Nothin’… It was kinda warm in the cabin, so I just came up here on deck for a few minutes.” Nick nodded and sat down right next to me. We sat quietly for a moment, and Nick tilted his head to the side, resting it tiredly against my shoulder with his eyes closed.
“That was really cool last night.” He mumbled a moment later, followed by a yawn.
“I know.” I agreed, nodding my head. “Do you think it’s weird? I mean, that boys do that kind of stuff together?” I questioned, thinking about the pictures we’d looked at, and the sexual fooling around that we had done. Nick lifted his head from my shoulder and looked at me thoughtfully for a moment.
“Well,” he began, “Did you like doing it?”
“Yes…” I answered truthfully.
“Then it’s not weird.” Nick replied logically. He put his hand up on my shoulder and used it to help push himself up. “Gotta’ pee…” he remarked. Standing at the edge of the deck, and leaning against the chrome sailboat railing, he aimed his flaccid tool over the side and urged his stream to a steady flow.
I sat alongside him, looking up at his nakedness in the near darkness. A slight smile spread my lips as I reflected on his answer, and watched him pee into the darkness. Standing then, I joined his efforts and began to empty my bladder into the bay. Nick put his arm around my shoulder waiting for me to finish, and when I had, he reached down and boldly grabbed my uncircumcised wand and gave it a couple of brisk shakes to loose the last stray drops of pee.
With a surprised grin, I leaned over and gave him a thankful little peck on the cheek. “Thanks for the assist…” I told him. Dawn was nearing, the sky lightening now, so we walked back toward the rear of the boat, and stepped down below deck, securing the hatch behind us again.
We were both still feeling a little tired, so we crawled back onto the forward bunk, pulling the soft linen sheet up over us. I glanced at Nick, who had rolled tiredly onto his left side with his back to me, and feeling compelled I slid over closely and spooned warmly against him. “That feels nice…” He mumbled, as we both fell back to sleep for a little nap.
It was some time later that I heard a soft young voice calling to us from outside on the dock. I glanced up at the clock to see that it was just about eight thirty in the morning. ‘Oh man…’ I thought, as I yawned deeply.
There was a subdued knock on the cabin door, and I could hear the younger boy Ben, the kid from the other boat, calling to us. Still not fully awake, and without thinking, I slipped off the bunk and ambled to the rear of the boat.
“What is it?” I croaked up through the hatch.
“It’s me, Benny…” Came the soft reply. “Can I come down?”
“Yeah, yeah…” I yawned, unlatching the panel and swinging it open to see the eleven-year-old Ben. He was dressed in a nice looking pair of white cargo shorts and a red open sided tank top. His eyes lit up the moment he looked in, and a confused grin spread his lips when he looked at me.
“You’re naked.” Ben blurted out in a surprised tone.
“Oh… Oh shit…” I muttered. I’d been half asleep and hadn’t even thought about still being naked. Instinctively I reached out grabbed a small throw pillow off of one of the daybed couches and held it in front of myself to protect my modesty. Ben’s curious smile turned to one of amusement.
“It’s okay…” Ben chirped boyishly, “I don’t care.” He fixed his gaze on me, as if anxious to get another good look at my boy bits. It didn’t really matter I guess; I mean we’d seen each other naked twice before, so… What’s the big deal? I sat down on the daybed, laying the pillow loosely across my lap. I wouldn’t have minded so much if both of us were naked I guess, but, it felt a wee bit awkward with it just being me. Ben just giggled softly.
“So, where’s Nick? He asked.
“He’s still in bed.” I replied, pointing toward the bow of the sailboat.
“Did you guys sleep together..? Like that.” He snickered, referring to my nakedness.
“Uh… Yeah, I guess.” I replied, blushing slightly.
“Who’s that?” Came Nick’s sleepy voice from the forward cabin.
“It’s just me…” Ben called out, and he hurriedly trotted past me toward the bow. He peeked his head into the forward berth, and smiling he hopped up unabashedly to sit on the bunk alongside Nick.
“So… What did you guys do last night?” he questioned rather accusingly, as if hinting at something.
“Nothing…” Nick responded slowly, covering his nakedness with the sheet. “What are you doing here Benny?”
“Oh yeah, well I told my mom you guys were spending the night over here by yourselves, and she wanted me to see if you guys wanted to come over to our boat for breakfast. So… Do you?” Ben asked with a quick smile, nodding hopefully.
“I don’t know. What do you think Danny?” Nick asked. “Wanna’ go over for breakfast?” I had just walked back to the cabin, and I stood in the doorway looking in at them. Ben’s gaze shifted quickly back to me, still wanting to see my boy bits, but I was still holding the throw pillow discretely in front of myself. “What are you doing, screwing that pillow?” Nick touted with a smirk.
Embarrassed, and trying not to look foolish, I dropped my hands to my sides, taking the pillow along with it. Benny’s eyes lit up again as he scoped out my feral boyhood, apparently still fascinated by the look of my foreskin. He smiled timidly, then reached down to give his own boy pickle a squeeze through his shorts…
Well shit… Seeing him fondle himself like that must have stirred me up a little, because without consulting me, my own penis started to swell a bit. The younger boy stared excitedly at it. “Oh cool…” he muttered.
Feeling embarrassed again, I tossed the throw pillow at him, and quickly grabbed up my board shorts from the floor, slipping into them as I turned my back to him. “Oh man…” he breathed, looking up at me with a disappointed look on his face.
“Geeze Benny…” Nick grinned from the bunk. “You’re a bigger pervert than we are…” The youngster almost looked a little hurt by the remark, but he smiled mischievously nonetheless.
“I was just looking is all…” He parried. Then, wanting to change the subject, “So, you guys want to come over for breakfast or what?” He looked back and forth at both of us, and Nick glanced at me and shrugged his shoulders.
“Let’s do it.” He said. “They even have their own chef over there and everything. I’ve been over there before; you’ll like it…”
“Well, I am kinda hungry.” I answered, “And we never really thought about what we would do for breakfast, so… Yeah let’s do it.”
“Sure.” Nick agreed. He flipped the sheet down off of himself, and young Ben (and I) both got a little thrill as Nick hopped up naked from the bunk, his morning boner bouncing playfully as he did so. He quickly pulled on some board shorts and we padded back to the galley to wash our faces and clean up a bit.
Both of us put on a fresh shirt, and I pushed my fingers through my hair again, but Nick ran a comb through his long bushy locks, shaking his head a little till his hair settled into place just the way he liked it. He really did look good like that; a controlled mess, like some California surfer boy.
All cleaned up, we headed up on deck, following closely behind Benny. We both slipped into our flip flops, and then started walking down the deck toward the next pier, with Benny almost skipping along at our sides, apparently really happy to have us coming over.
I got the feeling that he was kind of lonely, cooped up on their boat with only his twin sister for company most of the time. What kid wants to do that? As we rounded the corner, I saw the sixty five foot cruiser tied off at the end of the pier.
“Whoa…” I breathed as we got near it. “You guys must be like Richey Rich or something. Ben looked back at me with a sheepish little grin, and I could tell that these folks definitely belonged here in the Hamptons.
It felt a little awkward for me. I mean, I was only here because my dad’s boss owned the beach house we were staying in. But these people were the real deal, upper class all the way, and they clearly lived the lifestyle. We stepped up the gangway onto the large, boat… Uh, ship… Or whatever it was. A Yacht, Benny was to point out later.
Everything, including the decks looked polished and nice, so we even stepped out of our flips once we set foot on it, and walked barefoot back to the stern of the boat. It was really cool actually. All modern, and gleaming like it was kept up by a staff of servants. Inside the cabin was unbelievable. There were full rich sofas, and nicely crafted tables and such. There was even a large flat screen TV mounted auspiciously along one of the walls. It felt more like a house than a boat…
“Hello.” Came a woman’s soft voice, in greeting to us.
“Hello maam.” I replied, trying to use my best manners.
“Mom, this is Danny, he’s a friend of Nicks.” Benny introduced us excitedly. “And this is my Dad, and you already met my sister.” He pointed to Tina, the um, girl from last night. I colored with embarrassment as I thought about it. I mean, we had seen each other almost completely naked, and Nick and I had even touched her girl parts.
Tina smiled at Nick and me with a sly look on her face, perhaps belying some deeper intentions. I wondered if she might even be up to something.
“I’m happy that you’ll be joining us for breakfast.” Benny’s Mom said cheerfully. “We’ll be eating in about fifteen minutes or so, so perhaps Benny can show you around the boat if you’d like.” It almost felt like she was showing off a bit. I mean, we were just kids, probably not likely to be so impressed. Although in truth, I was…” And with that, Benny grabbed me by the wrist.
“Come on, I’ll show you guys my cabin…” He piped excitedly in his boyish voice, as he pulled me along, quickly walking Nick and I further inside the large boat. It really was something though. In fact, truth be told, I thought it was totally awesome.
We moved forward, and descended the steps going below decks. Down those was a sleek passage way, with several dark teakwood cabin doors on either side. Benny led us to one at the far end of the corridor, and proudly opened his cabin door, urging us all inside.
“Whoa…” I breathed. His cabin on board the boat was as nice as my room back home. I have to say I was actually a bit jealous of him; but it was really cool anyway. There was a large bunk, well, a bed actually against one wall. A small teak table with two cushioned swivel chairs, and of course a flat screen TV on one cabin wall, with a game console beneath it, and four or five games scattered haphazardly on the floor. The cabin looked really nice, all paneled with rich, dark wooden walls and such.
Glancing furtively at both of us, Ben dropped to his knee and reached up under his bed. With the same sly look he pulled out a small wrapped package, flourishing it as if to impress us. He looked at us sheepishly.
“What’s that?” I asked, my curiosity peaked. And then I heard Nick burst out laughing at my side.
“Holy crap,” he giggled, “It’s a box of condoms. Where the hell did you get those Benny?” He laughed, as Ben glanced toward his door, then back at us.
“Cool huh... I swiped them from the Marina store.” Benny gloated, still trying to impress us.
“Shit Benny, you’re eleven… What do you need condoms for?” Nick questioned.
“I’m almost twelve.” Ben huffed, feeling a bit put out. “It’s cool though, huh?” He continued undaunted. I had never actually seen one up close, so I looked curiously at the package.
Ben carefully peeled off the cellophane wrapper, and with fingers shaking just a bit he pulled out one of the little foil pouches from the box. He glanced at both of us triumphantly, and then with a conspiratorial look on his face he handed one to both Nick and I.
It was obvious that he wanted to fit in with us ‘older boys’, and he was indeed trying to impress us. But the truth is, we were only about a year older than him, so I guess, in actuality we really were impressed.
“Wanna’ try ‘em on?” Ben whispered in a tiny voice. We all kind of looked at each other, trying to be cool, but at the same time trying to stifle our nervous, naughty boylike giggles. I mean shit… Every kid our age knows about condoms, but, few of us have ever really handled one, let alone needed one. We giggled again, our youthful hormones begging us to do it…
Before we could go any further though, there was a little beep sound that came from an intercom panel just inside the cabin door, startling all of us… “Benny… Honey breakfast is ready, bring your little friends to the sun deck please.” His mom requested.
Benny looked like he had shit his pants, and he hurriedly hid the box of condoms back under his bed. He crossed quickly to the intercom and pushed the button. “Be right there Mom.” He looked back at us, almost disappointed. “Guess we’ll have to try them later.” He said, opening his cabin door.
“Do what later?” Came his sister’s voice. She was standing just outside the door as if spying on us, and she had that same ‘I know what you’re doing’ look on her face.
“Uh… Nothing!” Benny claimed, blushing now. Nick and I secretly pocketed the individual condom packets which we had still been holding onto.
“Yeah, I bet it was nothing.” She challenged. Nick and I could only exchange nervous looks. “You better tell me what you were up to.” She demanded.
“Or what?” Benny snipped back at her.
“Or I’ll tell Mom and Dad what happened last night.” She threatened. Benny’s eyes went wide at the threat, and a feeling of dread came over me and Nick. Tina just stood there with a satisfied smirk on her face as Benny cast a nervous look back at us.
“That’s not cool.” I scolded her, feeling a bit angry now. But she knew she had the upper hand, and she crossed her arms defiantly and smiled.
“That’s Bullshit…” Nick suddenly spoke up with a defiant smirk of his own. “You won’t say anything. You’re the one who wanted to see our dicks last night. And you’re the one who told us that we could touch your private area… You’ll get in more trouble than we well.” Her face took on a more relaxed tone.
“My Mom would believe me…” She said vacantly, but it was clearly lacking the venom of her earlier threat.
“Yeah? Well remember my lap top, that was sitting on the table in the galley?
“So… What’s your point?” She snapped smugly.
“My web cam recorded everything. Let’s see who your mom believes then. It was you who started everything.” Tina’s eyes went wide. She flushed, and looked about to cry..
“You didn’t… You… You recorded it?” She wondered, far less smugly now. When Nick nodded his head, she suddenly looked angry and scared at the same time, and she stormed off down the corridor. Nick looked at Benny and me with a satisfied look of his own.
“You don’t have a web cam on your lap top.” I stated, with a bemused grin on my face.
“I know that. But she doesn’t.” Nick smiled. Benny finally caught on then, and the look of dread on his face turned into a smirk of satisfaction. His twin sister was always getting him in trouble, always the one with the upper hand. For once though, Benny was not at her mercy…
The three of us walked down the corridor and up to the sundeck at the rear of the vessel, where Benny’s parents were already seated at the good sized dining table. Tina sat pouting at the far end of it, and Nick, Benny and me all sat down across form her. She refused to look at any of us.
With everyone seated now, they began to serve breakfast. It was awesome. There was tons of good food, and when Benny’s mom told us to dig in, I didn’t need to be asked twice. The food was prepared by a real chef, so it wasn’t just basic hash browns, it was Potatoes O’brien. Diced up, with red and green peppers, onions, and even bits of ham mixed in.
I gubbed down on it, along with a huge ham and cheese omelette that was delicious. Boy if I ever get rich I’m going to hire a chef, or maybe even learn to cook like one. We guzzled orange juice, and, as growing boys seem to be bottomless pits, Nick and I finished off with a warm, gooey cinnamon roll.
Totally full, we finally pushed back from the table, and politely thanked Benny’s parents for being so nice to us. They seemed to be pleased that we had been suitably impressed, and had gotten our fill.
Tina seemed to have gotten over her little huff, and as the three of us boys excused ourselves and left the deck to go back to Ben’s cabin, she trailed quietly along behind us. “What do you want now?” Benny finally asked her when we got to his cabin door.
“Nothing.” She responded quietly, her tone entirely different than it had been. “I… I just wanted to be in on whatever you guys were doing, that’s all..” She pleaded. “And besides, I was never really going to tell on you, you know…”
“Yeah, well… You shouldn’t say stuff like that then.” Benny scolded her. “And it’s boy stuff anyway. It’s kinda’ private…” he remarked. She looked a little disappointed, and I actually started to feel a little sorry for her.
I mean, she was kind of stuck out here on the boat as well. Just like Benny, she probably felt a little lonely at times. I wondered if they ever brought any of their friends along for the weekend, when their parents went out yachting like this. She leaned over and whispered something into Benny’s ear, and he looked over at her as if surprised.
“Maybe, I don’t know.” Benny told her. “We’ll see.” She seemed to accept that, and with a sheepish look on her face she left us alone and headed back down the corridor to her own cabin.
“What was that all about?” I asked, as we went inside his cabin and closed the door.
“Nothing.” Benny said awkwardly. “She… She wanted to know if she could see you guys naked again…” Nick and I exchanged surprised looks. It was weird in a way, at our age, letting a girl see you naked.
I mean, I was really curious about it and all, that’s part of the mystery of growing up, but… At twelve, its hard enough sometimes to let other boys see you, let alone a girl. Besides, since Nick and I were both pretty much into boys, it didn’t have the same draw to it that it might have. I mean, it had been fun to play ‘show me’ the other night on the sailboat, but, did we really need to do it again, with a girl...?
Benny locked his cabin door, and he looked nervously at both of us. “So, you guys wanna do it now? Try on the condoms I mean?” He asked excitedly, nodding his head to show his willingness. Nick and I glanced at each other with boyishly curious smiles.
It’s kind of dumb I suppose. I mean at twelve-years-old, a condom is about the last thing you would ever need to try. But still, puberty is puberty, and any talk or thoughts about sex stuff just leads to an insatiable curiosity… So, shit yeah we wanted to try them on…
With nervous little giggles we all started to tear open the individual condom packets. Each of us carefully examining the little rolled up rubber rings, and smiling at each other with that youthful, wide eyed fascination.
“They look kinda big.” I commented casually.
“For you maybe!” Nick laughed jokingly. I slugged him playfully on the shoulder, partially for the comment, and partially to lessen the awkwardness of the moment. We glanced over at younger Benny, and he was already reaching down and squeezing his pecker; which apparently was already swollen in his board shorts. He looked up at us and grinned.
Without further thought, he set his condom on the edge of the bed and quickly unfastened his white Dockers shorts, letting them fall to the floor. His tighty whiteys bulged prominently in front, and once again I was intrigued that his dick was apparently as big as Nick’s and mine, even though he was a year younger.
He glanced at both of us, and then hooked his underpants, pulling them down his thighs. His boner stood almost strait up, just a little off his creamy white pubic rise, and I couldn’t help but shiver once, excitedly. Yup, I was into boys alright…
Anxious to try them on, Nick and I both hurriedly slipped our shorts down. I was already at half staff, and Nick wasn’t far behind. Taking my boy tube into my fingers, I squeezed it a few times, encouraging further participation. Nick did the same, and looking at the rubbers, we both quickly swelled to full sail… Benny watched us excitedly, as he fingered his fully bloated wanker.
We all glanced back and forth at one another’s aroused spikes, and with a hard swallow, Benny was the first to place the rolled up rubber over the rigid tip of his knob, not knowing exactly what to do with it. I mentioned before that Benny’s dick was about the same size as mine and Nick’s when flaccid, but it appeared a tad shorter when boned up.
Both Nick and me were about four and a half inches long when aroused, and though not all that thick, they seemed big enough for a twelve-year-old, and thicker than Benny’s to be sure.
“You kinda roll it down I think…” Nick observed, finally slipping his own condom over his swollen head. Benny seemed to figure it out, and he rolled the thin walled rubber down the length of his shaft. I glanced at Nick, and we both grinned, noticing that it fit rather loosely over the younger boy’s little member. Ben looked up at us, maybe a little hurt that we were giggling at him.
“Well, I’m younger than you guys you know…” He touted defensively.
“Aw, don’t be mad dude.” Nick chuckled.
“It’s alright Benny,” I said, “you’re bigger than I was a year ago. You’ll probly’ be a lot bigger than us when you’re our age…” Ben smiled slightly, then looking down again at his loosely fitting condom he began to chuckle as well.
Nick cupped his rubber down over his glans and it rolled easily down his shaft, wrapping his boyhood in latex. It fit a little more snugly than Benny’s, but not tightly by any means. He wrapped his fist around it, and pumped himself a few times. “Feels weird…” He commented.
It was my turn now, and though I wasn’t sure, I figured I should slide my foreskin back before putting the condom on. Benny watched me excitedly as I skinned the pliant sheath of skin off my glans, exposing my purplish boy plum.
“Whoa…” Benny breathed, as my little mushroom knob came to light; swollen, shiny and moist. “That’s wickedly awesome…” he muttered to himself.
I positioned the rolled up rubber ring over the sensitive tip of my dick, causing it to twitch once, and feeling overly excited, I rolled the balloon-like condom down my length, snugging it to my pubic mound.
Like Nick’s, it wasn’t what you would call tight or anything, but it certainly encased my boyhood like a sausage link from the grocery store. I took hold of it with my fingers and gave it several experimental wanks.
It did feel weird. Certainly different than holding my bare skin. I closed my eyes and stroked it a little more vigorously. I’m not sure how to describe it really. I mean, in a way it felt like I was inside something, but not in a satisfying way. Just, different… It felt like there was some kind of lubricant, or powder, or something inside of it. I’m not sure…
I opened my eyes and noticed the other two boys. We were all kind of stroking ourselves, and steadily looking at one another’s erotic display of pubescent sexuality. Benny’s condom was slipping around a bit as he stroked himself, so it looked like it might be a little awkward for him.
“What’s that little loose bit at the front of yours?” Ben wondered, looking at mine.
“It’s a ‘receptacle’ tip.” Nick answered, reading it directly off the box, which was laying on top of the bed. “I guess that’s where the sperm goes when you cum…” Benny looked slightly confused.
“You know.” I offered, “When you shoot sperm, it fills in there I guess.”
“Do you guys like, squirt a lot of that stuff?” Benny wondered, eyebrows raised with curious wonder.
“Yeah, sometimes.” I confessed, looking at Nick. I was feeling kind of proud of that last orgasm I’d had with Nick last night. We had both shot some plentiful spurts then, and I could imagine it squirting into the condom now.
Benny seemed to get even more excited by the thought of it. We gathered he didn’t shoot all that much, if at all. Suddenly, and much to my surprise Benny reached his hand out toward me and squeezed the loose bit of condom with his fingers. Then he wrapped his fingers curiously around my penis. “Ohh…” I shivered, stimulated by the feel of his fingers holding onto my wand.
He squeezed it snuggly in his hand, and I felt him shudder as well. “That’s so cool…” He mumbled, feeling the warmth and size of my boyish erection. He smiled timidly up at me, hoping I wasn’t upset with him. But hey, boys are just curious beings. That’s what we are. Reaching out like that, without asking or thinking; it was just innocent wonder.
Feeling inspired myself, I reached over toward Nick’s floating boy log. He willingly moved his hand away, allowing me to usurp his handhold. I wrapped my fingers around tightly around his youthful shaft and squeezed it snugly. Excited, I started to manipulate him with slow deliberate motions. Nick cooed softly, closing his eyes for a moment and simply enjoying my presence.
When he opened his eyes, a big grin split his face and he reached over and took hold of Benny’s stiff little limb, encasing it in his fist. Benny started. Surprised at how unexpectedly wonderful it felt. This was his first experience at having someone else touch his penis, but it certainly wouldn’t be his last… It’s a pleasant feeling that you’ll never forget.
We all stood there for several minutes, slowly fisting each other’s member, delighting in the feeling of being jacked off by another boy’s hand. It was quite unique, this little circle jerk, and after a few minutes we switched off who we were holding onto, and continued our mutual boylike masturbation.
My eyes were closed again, my body swaying with the motion of my hand, pumping on Benny’s dick, and with Nick’s hand tugging on my over stimulated boy length. It would have made for quite the sight I’m sure.
After a few minutes I began to groan quietly, those wonderful tingles starting to churn within. I could hear pleasurable little chirps coming form Benny as well, and I looked over at him to see his head lolled back, his mouth open slightly, and his eyes closed. It was kind of cute, and kind of erotic watching him enjoy these unique feelings.
I wondered how many times he’d jacked off before, and if he’d ever gone all the way to orgasm. I don’t think I had at his age so who knows… His body jerked once, twice; and then he squirmed a little as his quiet squeaks became louder, and instinctively I sped up my stroking on him. It was getting wild for all of us…
Benny began to twitch, his head rolled forward and a surprisingly deep gasp came from his mouth. “Oh, ohh, oh…” his soprano voice piped. “Wha… What’s happening…” he moaned. Both Nick and I watched him intently. His legs seemed to quiver, his body jerked, and I could feel his penis pulsing wildly in my fingers. “Oh shittttt….” He squawked, and then he trembled like someone with their finger stuck in light socket. “Ohhhhh….”
And just like that his writhing stopped, and he melted to the floor. His knees not able to support him. Fuck that was so hot to watch… Nick must have thought so as well, because his hand speed increased on me, and since Benny had let go of Nick’s boyhood, I reached out to take over the tiller. It was maddeningly wild, and apparently it was my turn, as I suddenly began to seize with expectant energy…
“Uhhh, uhhhhh, oh gahhh….. Oh god…” I grunted, and my eyes squeezed shut as I reached my own youthful climax. “Oh fuuuu…” I moaned in breathless ecstasy. I could feel my insides clench and go numb; and then I felt the burning pulse of boy seed as it ejaculated from me, and streamed into the thin rubber sheathing that covered my young cock…
Nick tightened his fingers around my tube, surly feeling it throb as it expelled my boylike hot sauce, and as I shuddered with joyful release, my hand squeezed tightly on his shoulder… Several euphoric seconds passed, not really sure how many because I was still in a my post climactic daze, but suddenly I heard Nick grunt loudly. He pulled his hand away from my dick, lost in the beginnings of his own orgasm.
Young Benny had regained his composure, and with eyes wide with excitement he had resumed masturbating Nick. I opened my eyes in time to see Nick’s face contort with pleasure as he shuddered and pulsed his juices into the rubber sheath.
It was almost as exciting to watch as it was to actually feel it. Well, almost. We all stood there weakly, physically drained and mentally delighted. My first condom. Okay, okay, that’s not the way you’re supposed to use them but… It was my first, and like every new experience, it had been exciting. I half pulled, half slipped the spent condom off my young penis.
My dick was moist, and there was a sticky shine all over my purple knob. Young Ben stared closely at it, intrigued by the sight of real sperm. The boy honey glaze, coating the bell end of my softening spear.
Nick pulled his condom off then, and though his prick was more of a fleshy red at the tip, it too was coated in sticky slime. The three of us all exchanged sheepish, yet satisfied grins. Benny reached out and took the spent condom from my hand, examining it closely. He smiled curiously as he squeezed the squishy tip, exploring the meager offerings that had pooled at the end of it.
“Whoa, it’s still warm…” He mumbled softly, “That’s totally wicked…” We all kind of laughed, and then Ben handed us some tissues to wipe the remaining residue off of our wands. Nick shivered slightly as he wiped himself off, still a bit sensitive I guess, and then he smiled slyly at me.
“That was pretty cool wasn’t it…” He offered.
“Yeah it was.” I agreed, and Benny nodded his agreement as well. We all grabbed our shorts up off the floor and pulled them back on, and we just kind of stood there. There’s always that awkward moment when its all over. Happy, satisfied, but almost a shy embarrassment at having done these things with, and in front of others.
We hung around for a little while in Benny’s room, but when I noticed the time, Nick and I had to leave, and head back to the other pier. It was nearly ten-o-clock, and my parents would be getting there soon to pick us up.
Leaving his cabin, we walked aft toward the sun deck where Nick and I said our goodbyes, and thanked Benny’s parents again for the wonderful breakfast they had treated us to. Benny saw us off, and we waved back at him as we walked down the little gang plank to the dock.
“See ya later…” he said with a little wave, and a note of disappointment in his voice; sorry that we had to leave. As we headed off and started walking up the pier we noticed Ben’s sister Tina standing on the forward deck looking at us.
She had a sad, ‘left out’ kind of look on her face, but she smiled timidly and waved to us anyway. I felt sorry for her actually, knowing that she was probably as lonely as Benny was, here on the boat without any of her friends around.
And besides, she knew that we boys had been up to something naughty; and the truth is, she simply wanted to be part of it. She was Benny’s twin, and just because she’s a girl doesn’t mean wasn’t just as curious about sex stuff as he was.
I whispered into Nick’s ear, and he grinned at me and nodded. We glanced around to be sure no one else was looking, and then looking back at Tina we both pulled our shorts down in front, and playfully wiggled our boy bits at her.
Tina’s eyes flew open wide. Her face lit up, and she covered her mouth with her hand, surprised, but obviously in a happy way… We both waved at her, and I smiled warmly, hoping that she felt included. Nick and I turned, and ran off down the dock, leaving Tina to fantasies of her own.
Going back to the sailboat, we quickly gathered all of our stuff. Nick crammed his laptop back into his backpack and we climbed back on deck, securing the sailboat and locking everything up. I saw my dad’s SUV pulling into the distant parking lot to pick us up, so Nick and I grabbed up everything and trotted up the pier to meet them.
We slid into the backseat, and as my dad started to drive off we told my parents about our fun night aboard the sailboat. Well, not everything of course. We told them about fishing, and swimming, and about having breakfast with Benny’s family on the yacht.
Sliding back in the seat, I realized what a great night it had actually been. All the new stuff I’d learned and experienced. I decided that coming of age is indeed a wonderful time for a boy, with every new adventure fulfilling our youthful curiosity.
I looked over at Nick, my new best friend, with his shaggy beach boy blond hair and his smooth buttery tan. It was great to have a friend to share these adolescent awakenings with.
We had shared the secrets of masturbation. We had seen, and touched a girl’s private parts. We had tried on and ejaculated into a condom, and we had even explored mutual masturbation a couple of times. Nick and I had even exchanged several boylike kisses. They hadn’t been sexual as such, just the innocent kisses of boys displaying fondness for another.
I smiled as I recalled the tenderness of it. Then realized that I wanted even more. I really liked Nick, and it was clear that I really like boys… The next step seemed fairly obvious. I wanted to be sexual with him…
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~~ End Of Chapter Six ~~
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