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Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2000 09:49:51 GMT
From: Jo Vincent <joad123@hotmail.com>
Subject: "Jordan's Story" (t/t/t...) (HS) (oral/anal)

Usual Disclaimer: If you are not of an age to read this because of the laws
of your country or district please desist.  If you are a bigot or
prod-nosed fundamentalist of any persuasion find your monkey-spanking
literature elsewhere and keep your predilections and opinions to yourself.
Everyone else welcome and comments more than welcome.

Preamble: I apologise firstly to the author of the original story - which,
I think, was entitled `Josh's Story'.  This was sent to me by a
correspondent with whom I have lost touch and I don't know where the story
came from, nor who wrote the original.  Unfortunately only the first part
of the story was transmitted and I was intrigued about what happened so my
fertile (?)  imagination got to work and I completed the story in my own
way as I liked and could imagine the characters so well.

So, abject apologies to the author of the original, please forgive me for
taking your characters and some of your ideas.  I changed the main
character's name from Josh to Jordan just in case a conflict in an archive
might occur.

My second apology is that, being English, I have only a knowledge of
American customs, education system, etc.  culled from enquiring of others
and from novels and the stories I have read.  I know we like the older,
correct (?)  spelling of certain words but there may also be lapses in my
not fully understanding the American way of life.  Please be patient - even
better, let me know!

I would also like to thank all the kind and generous people who have
e-mailed me after reading my previous submissions to the Nifty Archive.
These respondents have been world-wide, very heart-warming and encouraging
to know the Archive reaches such a wide and far-flung readership, so,
please let me know if you have any comments about this one.  [Other of my
stories are: `Spying On My Brothers' (Incest category) and the seven-parter
`Easter Rugger Tours and After'.  (HS category) I can assure everyone that
the themes are universal!!]  So, please enjoy:

            Jordan's Story

My name is Jordan and I turned 15 in December of 1998.  I think you will
like my story as it tells of my first time.  So, the story is about the
weekend I lost my virginity and what happened after.

I live in a small New England town with my parents. Both are professional
workers, Dad's a dentist and Mom is an optician. Compared with most in town
we are doing pretty well. My brother, Mike, who is my only sibling, went
off to college when he was 18 in September '98.  His best friend Sean was
to go as well but family finances have held him back a year. Sean was four
months younger than Mike so wasn't 18 until the end of December but he's
pretty bright and was ahead all through his grades. Mom and Dad do well
enough to hire a maid and a yard boy to help with the chores around the
house. Dad hired Sean to be our yard boy this last summer when it became
apparent that he would need a job to help pay for college.  The money he
earns from dad and other townspeople and the summer residents will help him
save enough to go to school next year.

Sean has a great body, he was a tennis player on the high school team like
me, but I was on the JV squad. Because of the fact I was on the JV's I only
saw him naked a few times. I know I like to watch the boys in the shower
rooms and I make sure to linger to get a good view of all who come in.
Some of the guys tease me cause I take so long to shower but I notice that
most of the rest are checking each other out just like me! There are a
couple of good looking guys on the team and one is uncut just like Sean.
I've made it a point to have my locker between these two so I can check out
their treats.  Many a night I've tossed myself off thinking about what I've
seen after gym that day.  I often wish I had a foreskin to play with 'cause
I'm cut but I had got then a good five and a half inch cock which is still
growing.  Unlike both of these guys, my balls are large and I am proud to
say I can squirt a good thick creamy load.

When I don't have tennis practice or school work I'm expected to help Sean
with the yard chores.  He's very busy and most of the money that he makes
comes from caretaking summer cottages on the lake on the far side of
town. Yard work like dad's keeps him in pocket money while he saves up the
rest.

On a Friday afternoon last September, about three weeks after Mike had gone
off to college, I was working in the yard with Sean and I admit I had a
hard time keeping my eyes off his crotch. We would goof around and such and
generally talk much about nothing.  Sean mentioned that he had a raft to
pull in that weekend up on the lake and would I be interested in helping
him. Sure I said, but Mom or Dad would have to give me permission. We spent
the rest of the afternoon finishing up the chores and me checking out
Sean's body 'cause we'd pulled our t- shirts off as the sun was hot and
strong.  Mom was the first home and asked how all was going. Sean said that
we'd had a good day and we'd done all that was expected. He mentioned to
Mom that there was a raft that needed pulling in and he really could use my
help. Would she or Dad mind if I went with him.  Mom said yes that it would
be OK, anyways his father was going fishing all day Saturday with a couple
of his friends so she could use a day by herself. Sean said that we would
have to be ready for a early morning start 'cause of the work involved and
would she mind if we went over to the cabin tonight. Sean said he had the
key and the owners trusted him with the use of the cottage.  Mom said it
would be OK again, she knew the Smiths and didn't think there was any kind
of trouble we could get into at the lake. All I had to do was give her a
call in the morning to say we'd arrived OK.

I was stunned. I never expected Sean to ask for an overnight. To be that
close and yet so far away was going to be more than I could stand. Sean
told me to go pack an overnight bag as we should be going now,
immediately. Mom offered money for pizza, but Sean told her that the Smiths
had left food for him in the freezer and his Ma had given him some extra
stuff so there was sure to be plenty for both of us.  I ran into the house
and packed some clothes for the weekend, a couple of pairs of shorts and
t-shirts, Speedos and my second- best sneakers.  Mom yelled up to me that
she was off to run errands and that she would see me on Sunday morning. I
yelled good-bye and thanks and finished packing as she was going out the
drive.  I bounced down the stairs and came flying out of the house. Sean
had finished putting the yard tools away and had gotten into his car.  I
climbed in and started to mumble a lot about nothing. I didn't want Sean to
know I had the hots for him.  Sean was wearing a loose t-shirt and baggy
shorts and as he was driving I kept stealing glances at him.  He had the
legs of his shorts pulled right up and I could see one of his balls bulging
out of the soft white fabric covering it.  All I wanted to do was reach out
and hold it and the rest of him.  The ride to the cabin was about twenty
minutes but it seemed to last forever.  At last we arrived and got out of
the car and Sean said we should go straight into the house. For a summer
cabin it was pretty nice. We lugged our bags in and dropped them inside the
front door and went through the kitchen and out onto the deck. From there
we could look out over the lake and I saw the raft we needed to bring in
tomorrow.

As I turned to look at Sean he'd gone back in and was in the process of
taking his t-shirt off again.  I followed him in and stood just inside the
door. He caught me looking at him and explained that we were bathing in the
lake tonight so as to save any extra cleaning-up chores in the cabin. While
I was listening to him his hands went to his shorts and he was undoing
them. My eyes followed his hands as first the button at the top of the
shorts was undone and then the zipper came down. He spread the top of his
shorts apart and hooked his thumbs under the elastic band of his
jockstrap. With a slow deliberate motion he dropped everything and gave me
a view of a life time.  There he was, his shorts and jockstrap down to his
ankles and his thick uncut cock less than a hand's-reach away from me. He
kicked his trainers and everything else off and said to me last one in was
a booger-eating rotten egg.  Like a flash he was off to the lake. Having no
choice and the beginnings of a raging hard-on I followed suit and my
clothes came off in record time.

Good thing I was behind him 'cause when I hit the water I was pretty stiff.
Luckily by the time I reached the raft my hard-on had cooled off and wilted
but on climbing up onto it there was Sean on his back with his legs
spread. His arse was facing me as I climbed the ladder and I could see his
puckered ring. Sean doesn't have much in the way of body hair being quite
blond.  Even at my age I was pretty well covered around my cock so I
noticed I almost had as much as him as my hair was black.  I scuttled
across the raft and sat down cross-legged opposite him. It gave me a good
view of him, as long as he wasn't looking while I stared at his
possessions. We talked for a while about what we had to do and while we
were chatting I could see he was getting hard.  As his prick rose so his
balls tightened and went up close to his body. When he was almost erect the
head of his cock began to poke out from his foreskin.  I couldn't help it
but started to get hard as well and now I couldn't stop staring at him.  He
looked over at me while I was gaping at his penis and light brown ballsack
and, when I glanced up, he was smiling at me. He spread his legs a little,
giving me a much better view and commented that he'd noticed me checking
him out plenty of times. I was blushing beet red and by now fully hard. It
didn't help as Sean was rock hard as well by now.  What had to be nearly
7'' of thick cock was less than a yard from me.

"I know you're gay," he said.

I protested or tried to and he said cut it out. He said he liked it that I
was looking at him and he was just like me and hoped I would like it if we
could have some fun together. I looked straight into his eyes open-mouthed
and saw he was serious. Sean reached out and placed a hand on my inner
thigh. Slowly he rubbed my leg bringing his hand to my almost hairless
balls and cupped them in his hand. He moved nearer and took my cock in his
hand and started to stroke me. My legs fell apart and I lay back and let
him feel my shaft. He took with his free hand one of mine and placed it on
his cock. The heat coming from his body was amazing. Sean leaned all the
away over and put his mouth over the head of my prick and I started to
moan.  I was dazed, confused and couldn't believe what was happening. All
of me I resolved was going to be his.

While he was sucking me I was stroking his penis and playing with his
foreskin just pulling it down over his protruding knob and just feeling I
was in heaven.  I had never felt this way before and I was loving it. I
knew I was very close to coming my load and told Sean so.  I was so fucking
excited I wasn't gonna last. I was gonna shoot the load of my young
life-time.  As I got closer and closer to my climax I murmured to Sean
again that I was on the verge of coming.  His response was to suck me even
harder.  My hips bucked and my buttocks were clenched together as I rose up
and forced my cock more into his mouth.  I was clinging on to Sean's dick
for all I was worth as I shot a mind blasting, breath stealing,
body-wracking load into his mouth. Every last bit of me went into that
cumshot. Starting with my toes and ending with my head all of me pumped
itself out of the end of my dick. I fell back like a damp rag gasping for
breath.

My tight balls slowly relaxed and gradually my cock went soft in Sean's
mouth.  I could feel one of Sean's hands begin to rub my chest and then
finger my right nipple.  My chest was heaving and Sean's thick cock was
still in my hand.  I lay back with my mouth half open, panting. He looked
me in the eyes and grinned and said it was his turn now as soon as I had
recovered. He leaned his head over my face and kissed me full on the lips.
His tongue parted my lips and sought the inside of my mouth and I could
taste the spunk which was still on his tongue.  I didn't gag and knew I
wanted him to let me share his load as well.

As I lay back he moved up over me, his knees on either side of my chest.
His hot throbbing cock and heavy balls were now above me and all I could
think of doing was sucking him like he had sucked me.  I leaned up and
pressed my lips against his foreskin covered knob.  He pressed his prick
against my lips and as the end entered his foreskin was pushed down and I
started to massage his rotund knob end with my tongue. He began to press a
bit harder but I pulled my mouth away and I could see he was a bit startled
at my response.  I told him in a husky voice that it was OK and he was to
come in my mouth as well.  He smiled and put both his arms round my
shoulders.  He whispered that I should lay over him like he had done to me.
He rolled onto his side a bit so he could straighten and spread his legs
and then pulled me down by my shoulders so I was positioned over the thick
meat resting up his belly.

He asked if I was ready and I knew I couldn't wait to get started. I
reached over and with one hand brought his cock to my mouth. Licking my
lips, I let his cock in, my tongue finding the rim running around under his
now bare knob.  I licked the head of his cock for a while and he moaned as
his leg muscles tightened against me.  I slowly and very gradually went
down on him and soon he was deep in my mouth almost into my throat.  I
started to move my head up and down and within a few moments I had his cock
quickly thrusting in and out.  I tightened my lips round his hefty shaft so
his foreskin was now stretched right back but I was aware this moved up and
down with my motion. He moaned again softly and murmured he was close to
coming. I took my cue from what he had down to me and sucked even more as
he lifted his hips and exploded in me.

His seven thick inches of uncut cock spewed a river of come. Much more than
I had ever produced.  Some of it ran out of my mouth as I gasped for breath
but I was able to swallow most of it. I loved the taste, sweet and salty. I
licked what I couldn't swallow off his rod which was still very hard. He
told me to kiss him so I moved over to his side and slid up until our lips
met and we shared the spunk still on my tongue.  I moved down again and lay
beside him with my head resting against his chest and cupped his now loose
balls with my left hand.  I knew that his orgasm had been very powerful as
his chest was still moving strongly against my face but, slowly, his
breathing began to return to a normal state at the same time as his cock
was getting softer.  What had been almost seven inches of rigid meat began
to return to its flaccid state.  As his dick shrank I could see that his
foreskin was still below the rim of his knob.  He must have sensed that
because he carefully ringed his cock with his thumb and first finger and
eased the slack skin over his knob end.  His tool was now quite soft and
the wrinkled end of his foreskin covered his knob completely, but, I could
see the last drop of his spunk just forming at the opening of his
foreskin. Looking up into Sean's eyes I smiled and said that it must be
good to the last drop.  I turned my head and caught the end of his cock in
my mouth and licked that last vestige of his cum and his now limp prick
stirred under my tongue.  I shifted up and stuck out my tongue and pressed
it against his lips and we shared that last drop.

I moved to his side again and we lay there with me, at least, feeling very
contented.  After several minutes of silence he told me he had wanted to do
this for a while, in fact for a long time ever since he'd been in tenth
grade and started to come over to see my brother.  I didn't ask him then if
they'd done the same thing but I got the feeling they had.  I would ask him
later.  I told him how I felt, it was so good and asked if we could do this
again. He grinned and said just wait till we swim back to the house.  I
leaned down and kissed the end of his prick.  I moved to take it into my
mouth again and Sean moaned and shifted his hips but as he started to
harden he told me in a husky voice to relax or there would be nothing left
for tonight. It was as if firecrackers went off inside me....there was to
be more, lots more I hoped. I had been wanting to explore sex with someone
for over a year now, but most importantly I had wanted to explore sex with
Sean all this summer while he'd been around the house.  Oh God, what he'd
said was music to my ears. Not only had I had just gotten it on with a guy
who had fuelled many a night of solitary pleasure, he wanted to have me as
well, not just this once but more.

I hauled myself up his side and looked into his eyes and asked what was
next. He smiled at me and ran his fingers through my hair and said to me
that after we ate he was going to show me how to make real love. To make
the point, he told me the blow job was fine, but there were other ways to
bring a partner to a height of pleasure. Ways that led to even better
orgasms. I told him that if this was so, I was all his and a willing
victim.
  He ran his hands over my stomach and belly and tousled my balls and prick
and said I was no victim and it was time to go back to the cabin.

He stood up on the edge of the raft and stretched. My eyes caught all of
him. Not an ounce of fat or a misplaced muscle. Curves where they should be
and more as the hard ridges on his stomach stood out.  His body was quite
sun-tanned, like most blonds he was golden brown, not the deeper colour I
went.  I couldn't help but notice there was hardly any difference between
the tan on his back and his buttocks.  In fact, there was hardly any tan
line at all.  I supposed he must have spent time over at these cabins
sunning himself all over.  As he stood on the edge of the raft he lifted
his prick.  He drew back his foreskin in one swift movement and started to
pee. The sound of his piss hitting the water was explosive.  He knew I was
watching him and when he'd finished and shook the last drips off he turned
to me and said as before ...last one in was... I got up and jumped in
immediately.  It was no good even if I had a head start he was the more
powerful swimmer.

By the time I reached shore Sean was standing holding a towel for me. I
hadn't noticed any sooner, but we'd been out a long time and it was just
getting dark although it was still very warm.  Before I could take the
towel from him Sean put it round me and began to dry me off.  His head was
in the space between my neck and shoulders as he wiped me down.  This fore
play of his was going to kill me...I wasn't hard but I wasn't soft either,
I felt my dick twitching and familiar feelings in the depths under my saggy
balls. He rapidly dried me all over and flicked the towel playfully against
my butt then proceeded to towel himself down as I watched.  My dick didn't
know whether to be down or up and he was eyeing me quizzically as his head
emerged from the towel,

" Keep that till later," he said, nodding towards my unruly member.  "It's
pizza tonight," he told me, "But we'd better have a shower first as we both
smell like the lake."  He flicked the towel at me again and I hopped nimbly
out of the way.  So the plan was to put the pizza in the oven and shower
while it got warm.  I was getting so excited inside I followed him blindly
into the kitchen.  But I also wanted a piss so I slipped off to the
bathroom and tried to make as much noise as Sean thinking how I wanted to
be just like him.

When I got back Sean had already got some salad ready and he said I should
lay the table.  By now I was just going through the motions.  I was getting
knives and plates and condiments and cans of Coke out of the cupboards,
drawers and fridge while my thoughts were rampaging around in my brain.
Then, all was ready in the kitchen and we padded to the bathroom.  Sean had
turned the water heating on as soon as we had arrived so before I knew it I
was under a steaming hot shower with him. We soaped each other up and
twisted and turned with the water sluicing over us.  By now I was so
fucking randy all I could think of was being so close to Sean. The shower
ended much too soon and after drying ourselves off once again Sean said we
needn't get dressed as it was a very warm evening and there wasn't another
soul for miles and he'd drawn all the curtains while I was having a piss.
I felt a bit odd wandering back to the kitchen without anything on as at
home I was only ever in the nude in my bedroom or in the bathroom and here
we both were with no cares and starkers.  The pizza was ready.  So, we sat
bare-arsed in the kitchen and had our first course. When it was done I
cleared the table and went back to my seat while Sean sat with a slight
smile playing around his lips.

Sean looked at me and said it was time for dessert.  More to the point he
told me to get up on to the table and prepare to be his dessert.  I
wondered what he meant but climbed up and as directed lay down on my
back. Sean brought my legs up and spread them. My arse was right in his
face. He began to lick me and fondle my balls.  My breathing began to get
more rapid and my thoughts raced but at the same time I was really relaxed.
Then bringing my ankles back towards my hips he exposed my arsehole
fully. His eyes met mine and he asked me if I was ready for some real
lovemaking. Coming out of my stupor I said ready, willing and able.  He
proceeded to move down on my cock and balls which he tongued for quite a
while, slurping warm saliva over them. He moved even farther down and I
felt him licking the space between the underside of my balls and my
arsehole.

By now I was so fucking hard, harder than ever before, my cock ached as it
pressed against my belly.  His tongue went even further south. The wetness
of his tongue found the pucker of my arsehole. I was beside myself with
excitement. The more he licked my hole the more I tried to shove it right
into his face.  I could feel it twitching and my buttocks kept clenching of
their own accord.  Just as I was feeling I didn't know what was going to
happen next he got up and told me with a great grin that one good turn
deserved another. It was my turn to eat him out. I got up and he led me
into the living room.  As I stood and watched he lay on the floor on the
sheepskin rug in front of the unlit fire and placed a pillow which he
picked off the sofa under his butt.  He told me to start on him anything I
liked.  I copied what he'd done to me and started with his cock in my
mouth.  I was soon working his foreskin back and forth over the head of his
dick and he was good and hard almost immediately. I next went to work on
his balls licking and sucking them while he moaned softly.  I soon found
myself working down towards his arsehole. Knowing I had to do to him as was
done to me I lapped the outer rim of his hole. He loved it putting a hand
down to rumple my hair and begging for more.  This turned me on even more
and as I was flat on my belly on another sheepskin rug the friction was
absolutely glorious. His hands slipped to the sides of his buttcheeks and
pulled them even further apart.

The smell and taste of him drove me to places I never thought I would go
to.
  I pressed my tongue into his tight pucker which yielded a bit and with
Sean's begging that I continue I pressed even harder and the lips of his
hole parted just a little more and I slid the tip of my tongue in as far as
it would go.

"No more!" Sean cried out.... "I want you to fuck me properly."

He drew his knees up nd spitting onto his fingers he rubbed the saliva
round his hole and then pushed his index finger in easily up to his second
knuckle.  I watched in amazement but then he told me to moisten my dick.  I
leaned up and dribbled spit without trouble right on the knob end of my
rampant tool. Soon my whole dick was wet with my saliva and he told me to
move towards him and I was then within a few inches of his glory hole.  His
hands found the cheeks of my butt and pulled me closer. In no time my
cockhead was at the gate. It drove Sean wild. Under no terms or
circumstances was I now not to finish the job he said. My cock was to fill
his hole. Adjusting my hips to the angle of his arsehole I put my weight
behind the head of my dick and pushed into him.

I got my knob end in about an inch when I came upon some resistance. He
arched up and put his legs over my shoulders which pulled me even more
towards him.  He then grabbed my buttocks even harder and hauled me towards
him.  That did it, his puckered hole opened up, the tightness of the
entrance disappeared and my cock went in further and further.  What inner
resistance had been there was no more and the whole length of my shaft was
well and truly in Sean. I could feel my balls banging against the base of
his arse as he wriggled against me whimpering and moaning producing
incredible pressure and feelings in me.
  After a minute or two Sean told me to slowly pull out and sink back in. I
did so and never before did I feel like coming as I did now. I told Sean I
was going to erupt. He murmured not yet...just rest a while...get used to
being in him. Shit, as good as his mouth felt, it was nothing compared with
what was happening now. This was so new and I was so inexperienced I just
couldn't be sure how long I could last. Every fibre of my being was in the
length of my cock.  It was the heat, the friction, the absolute stretching
of my hard-on which had never before been so massive...all of me was
focussed on being inside him.  From deep within me came feelings I never
knew were possible. I began to thrust into him and pull out only to sink
back in so easily to begin with. It was now... my balls were tight...  my
skin stretched to the limit...  my cock was never harder nor felt so
long.... feelings unthought were possible.... a gasp for breath.... then
another.... and one more on the downstroke.... my eyes crossed..... my brow
furrowed..... toes digging into the carpet..... fists clenched...... beads
of sweat forming...... and one last gasp for air...... sinking, sinking
down into Sean's arsehole as suddenly he gripped my cock from inside and I
came... spurted and spurted and pumped the last living parts of me into
him... I collapsed onto Sean... my body convulsing....  jerking....  still
emptying into him...  I was done.... finished.... no more strength.... just
completely spent.....  I felt his hands at my sides... rubbing up and down
the length of me... there was no today... no tomorrow... just now and its
finality.... all that was me had poured out from the end of my cock.
  I couldn't move...  take in air... I was as weak as a baby.  My body was
shuddering ....  trembling at his touch.  I lay on Sean for quite a
while....  Slowly, very slowly the engulfing excitement began to diminish
and my inmost soul seemed to return to me.  I looked into his eyes and saw
love returned. I was so spent and my senses were slow in coming back. I
couldn't move for the longest time. There was such a sweet smile on his
face... it captivated me... I was his and he was mine... nothing I would
not do and be for him.

Two great tears welled up in my eyes... I was so happy.  Two great tears
dropped onto Sean's chest.  He put his finger in the pool made by one and
then licked his finger.  "Tastes a bit like your cum," he said, "But more
salty.  You're happy though?"  All I could do was nod as more tears dripped
onto him.  I was never happier.
  He pulled my head down and, nuzzling my ear and caressing my neck with
his tongue, he gently suggested it was his turn.  I was his I told him
anything he wanted was his. Using his hands and sliding them up my chest he
pulled me off him. My flaccid cock slipped out of him and hung over my
balls.  Sean got up and ran to the bathroom.  When he came back I could see
he was carrying a tube of something.  Then he grabbed some more pillows off
the couch and sat in front of me and placed them behind his back. Soon he
was in an upright sitting position. He pulled me towards him and guided me
so my legs wrapped around his sides. Our lips met and we kissed. My ass was
now above his waist and he slowly lowered me down till I felt the head of
his seven incher pressing against my ring.  His hands were at my sides and
taking my weight, I was kissing him for all I was worth. I could feel the
wet end of his cock against me... and then his finger, warm but with
something cool on the tip rubbed gently round my rim spreading a slight
stickiness... then his cock pressed..  I tried to relax ... a slight
parting of my ring and I felt he was partly inside me.  It hurt.  His hands
moved down to the cheeks of my ass spreading me apart. My weight was
sinking me down on his cock and it hurt even more but I wasn't going to
give in. Gradually, I could feel the resistance of my inner arsehole giving
way and more and more of Sean entering me. It still hurt but at the same
time didn't hurt. I wanted him in me and all the way in. Soon I could feel
his pubic hair against the skin around my arsehole. Thrusting with his hips
Sean was pumping my ass, lifting me up and down on his hard-on. His breath
was growing faster and shallower... and then, within a minute, with a
mighty grunt he thrust deep inside me and came. I could feel the spasms of
his cock, his warm spunk surging into me.  It seemed to me that I felt his
cock shrivel as it was over so quickly... I hung on for dear life and did
not want to let go.

"Jesus, Mary and Joseph," he swore quietly, "I came too fast, I
wanted it to be more."

I put my arms round his shoulders and held him tight.  What had I done
wrong to make him come so rapidly.  His arms were round me as well and we
moved sideways until we were laying face to face on the sheepskin rug.  I
wanted you so bad he murmured I couldn't stop it coming.  I wanted him so
bad again I clasped him even tighter.

"Come on," he said, "let's just wash ourselves up and go to
bed."

In the bathroom again we carefully washed our cocks and, as I stood back
over the basin he soaped and washed my ring and swilled away the come which
had poured out and was sticky on my legs.  When I did the same to him I was
surprised at the amount of my spunk which had oozed out.  I must have
really emptied my balls for him.  In the bedroom was a good double bed but
no sheets.  He opened a cupboard and spread out the sleeping bag he found
there and laid a couple of towels over it.  Just in case he said and
winked.
  He pulled up a blanket over the top and motioned that I should get under
it.  He switched off the light and we lay silently in each other's arms
while my thoughts raced about the happenings of the day and, also, what
about Sean and my brother.  I plucked up courage.  I nuzzled his ear.
"Have you done this with Mike?"

He snorted quietly and said, "What do you think?"

I nodded.

"Yeah, we did it first when I wasn't quite fourteen and Mike was just past
and he'd stayed over at our house for a Junior Cup match.  So, you see,
we've been fucking and sucking for three years quite regularly."  He licked
my top lip.  "You're brother asked me to take care of you 'cause he was
sure you would want it just like we did and if you like you've got me the
whole year."

I was rather startled, my brother wanted Sean and me to get together!  I
never knew he and Sean were that friendly but Mike did stay over at Sean's
quite a bit as he lived much nearer the High School.  Sean explained that
as he had three sisters Mike and he always had to sleep together and it all
started that first time with them just jerking each other off.  He felt
down to my dick.

"We were younger than you that time as I said I was not quite turned
fourteen but his dick was as big as yours and mine was a poor little thing.
I was very envious 'cause he shot more stuff than me too."

"Gosh," I whispered, "But yours is huge now."

"Yeah, it's grown a bit and so will yours to match your brother's.  What's
it now?" he asked, "Have you put a ruler to it?"

Put a ruler to it!!  I'd done that every week since I was aware of my
unruly erections at thirteen and it was only three inches then.

"Yeah, it was five and a half last week and it's grown an inch and half
since New Year."

"Mine's not quite seven," he said, "And I don't think it'll get any longer
but it's got thicker the last few months.  Have you seen your brother's?"
he asked.

I nodded.  "Only down," I said, "So I don't know what it's like when it's
up and stiff."

"Just on seven, like mine...  but thicker," he added.  "Mike said you and
he hadn't had it on, is that true?

I nodded.  Many times I'd wanted to ask my brother things, like what was
happening to me cause we always use to shower together until he was twelve
and he stopped me going in with him then saying I was a nuisance and kept
splashing water about.  I'd noticed a few wispy black hairs at the base of
his cock on that last occasion we showered together and wanted to ask him
why was he growing hair there.  After that I'd spied on him many times
undressing so I'd seen his lengthening dick and blossoming bush as he got
older but I certainly didn't know if he jerked off 'cause I found when I
started I couldn't stop and I wanted to ask him about that as well.  I knew
from listening to other boys that two or three times a day was quite
regular with some of them so if I did it more than once a day was my
brother doing it too and was it OK?

Over the next quarter of an hour or so I poured all this out to an
attentive Sean who listened silently and didn't interrupt until I'd
finished.

"You're not too much of a mixed-up kid," he said.  "I've got three sisters
so all I learned was what happened to girls.  I think I was more mixed up
than you when I was your age but it was finding out things with Mike that
we learned together and I think that helped both of us."  I asked him how
many times he did it by himself.

"Oh, a coupla times a day usually, unless I feel real horny seeing
someone's nice cock or neat ass and then it may be three or four."

I thought of him pumping that massive rod by himself and thought of the
many wanks I'd had in my lonely bed.

He prodded me in the ribs.  "Kept a diary last year from my sixteenth
birthday.  I came nine hundred and ten times that year.  Are you beating
that?"

I said I was beating off regularly once, mostly twice a day, sometimes
three, but I hadn't kept a count although I had a secret chart marking off
the length of my cock.

"Your brother likes to come a lot," he said.  "Remember that time a coupla
years back you and your folks had to go to that funeral and Mike had the
big State Junior match and stayed home and I came and kept him company
'cause your mom and dad didn't want the house left empty.  Well, on
Saturday after that Friday match I made him come seven times and he was
raring for more Sunday morning.  We were only jerking and sucking then,
fucking came later."

I was learning a lot about my brother I never imagined.

"Why didn't he try it with me?" I asked feeling a bit miffed.

"He likes you a lot," Sean said - that was news to me, Mike always seemed
to be having a grunt at me about something, like borrowing his clothes or a
racket or wanting him to mend my bike.  "He often said he wouldn't mind
teaching you a thing or two but I'm glad he's left it to me.  He knew you
were like him and liked boys and he wanted you to find someone you could do
it with safely 'cause he knew you were jerking off regular by yourself.
So, the night before he went off to College he said I was to look after you
and see you came to no harm."  He dug me in the ribs again.  "You thought
he was at the last night Prom all the time but he told them he felt sick
'cause he'd drunk too much of Miss Hine's punch and I volunteered to take
him home in the car.  It wasn't true of course, just an excuse, so we drove
to the woods and we had a final fuck until he comes home at Christmas."

How the hell did he know I jerked off regular.  I'd never seen him even
when I'd tried to look through the keyhole when he was in the bathroom
where I often did it.  I'd only seen his cock hanging down and never in his
hand.  All he ever seemed to do there was muss with his hair.  Sean must
have read my mind.

"He knew you were beating your meat 'cause he saw you in the bathroom one
day and he used to find spunk stains on your sheets and as he only looked
every now and again and they were always there so he knew you were
regular."  He nudged me.  "Didn't you ever think to look at his?"

If Mike had found spunk stains so must have Mom or the maid.  Did they know
about me and tossing off?  Mary had grown up boys, three of them, big black
boys who used to come and tend the yard in turn when I was a little kid.
They must have jerked off as well so she must know what's on my sheets.  My
thoughts were in a whirlwind again.  Mike'd seen me in the bathroom.  I
asked Sean when that was.  He laughed and said it was one afternoon early
last year when Mike had hurt his ankle in gym and had gone home early.  He
heard you come in so he hid behind his door and you peeked into his room
and didn't see him.  He guessed what you would do next so when you went to
the bathroom he crept along and you'd left the door open a bit so he looked
through the crack and he said you were spanking your monkey like a mad
thing and you shot plenty grunting like a young pig!  Then you went off out
and he had one himself.  The bastard, telling Sean I was grunting like a
young pig!
  Wait until Christmas when he was home again!

So Sean was mixed up and so was Mike and they'd worked it out together.  I
asked him if he'd done it with any other boys.

"Not really since I've got older, but when I was ten we had a priest who
told us about the sins of the flesh and one of the other boys told me
afterwards about what his older brothers did in bed and we had a look at
each other and tried jerking each other off like he said they did but
nothing happened except a nice feeling in our cocks so we never tried
again.
  Not quite true," he added, "'cause when we were thirteen he said he could
make stuff but I was too afraid to do it with him again.  He called me a
fucking straight ass and my balls could rot in hell."  Sean giggled and
reached down and held my balls gently.  "I certainly wouldn't want your
young balls to rot in hell, would you?"

I pecked him on the cheek feeling a slight rasping from the hair which had
grown that day.  "Do you shave every day?"

"No, a coupla times a week, but your brother does every day.  He's got a
strong black beard hasn't he?"

Yeah, I had noticed that and wondered when I would really have to start.
Sean took his hand off my balls and ran the tips of his fingers round my
chin and top lip.  "Bit rough on there," he said running his fingers again
above my lips.  "Won't be long now till your dad'll leave a razor on your
flannel in the bathroom."  Of course, I thought, I remembered the day Mike
had found his and the grin on his face when he appeared at breakfast

I told Sean who laughed and said "I know, he told me, but I had to buy my
own after one of my sisters found me using the one she used to shave her
legs."  "Want to know about girls?" he asked.

I said I didn't but I would like to know a lot more about boys.

"Show you tomorrow," he said mysteriously, "But I think we could do with a
bit more practice now.  Just once now or you won't be fit for work in the
morning."

With that he pushed the blankets off us and moved down the bed head first.

"We'll do it together this way," he said, "It's called a sixty-nine."

I knew exactly what to do even though I hadn't done it before and straight
away we were lapping and licking each others already rigid dicks.  We moved
a bit until we were comfortable diagonally across the bed and sucked gently
and steadily for ages and ages until Mike let my cock slip from his mouth
and implored me to slow down.  I held his shaft between my lips without
doing anything to it for several minutes just feeling it throbbing against
my tongue.  He was doing the same to me and then I felt I was very near my
climax.  I pushed my cock a bit against his steadying lips and he responded
immediately by sucking really hard and massaging my length with his tongue.
I did the same to him and soon there was an almost simultaneous explosion
of two orgasms which both of us struggled to contain in our mouths.  I came
first and was gasping for breath because of the strength of mine and lost
hold of Sean's rod as he started to come and he finished up by spraying the
rest of his spunk all over my face and neck.  He was in the same pickle as
he had dropped mine as well and we both ended up gasping and laughing at
the same time. Sean quickly moved up and we held each other tightly, mouth
to mouth, transferring and tasting each others wonderful spunk.  We then
licked each others faces and necks until every drop of come was cleaned up.
Sean clutched me to him and we slowly relaxed and I fell into a deep sleep.

Next thing I knew was a finger lightly stroking my right nipple.  It was
morning and as I came to wondering where I was there was Sean standing by
the bed still in the nude holding a hot cup of coffee.

"D'you want it shaken or stirred?" he said, moving the mug towards his
dangling cock. "Sean Bond at your service, sir."

I giggled and sat up.  "If you stir it with that," I said, "You'll scald
your end and I'll have to kiss it better."  I leaned my head forward and
planted a kiss on his limp shaft.  "Anytime," I said.

"Watch it!" he said, "We haven't time just now.  It's a fine morning and
the sooner we get out the earlier we'll finish and then we can have more
fun."

I moved the covering blankets off me and swung my legs out.

"Oh, Christ!" he said, "You're fucking horny already!"

True, I had a healthy stand which was my usual waking-up present which I
generally concealed in my pajamas before relieving it in the bathroom most
mornings.  He handed me the mug.

"You can just let it lie down like a good dog," he said.  "Put your Speedos
on and come and have breakfast."

He held out my Speedos and then grubbed in his bag and brought out his.
"There's sure to be someone on the lake as it's Saturday so we don't want
to exhibit ourselves too much."

He held up the matching black Speedos then dropped mine on the bed beside
me.  "We needn't wash as we'll be in the lake and then we can shower
afterwards."  He slipped his Speedos on and I watched as he tucked his
length carefully in.  They were a tight fit and as he turned away his butt
cheeks were noticeably very prominent and tensed in them.  I looked at my
watch.  It was just seven o'clock.  I put my Speedos on and shoved in a
still rather firm rod and thought to myself that it didn't disgrace me by
its size.  Breakfast was already laid and from somewhere Sean produced a
complete meal.  I asked where it all came from.  He explained that the
Smiths had been down the last weekend before they were going off to Florida
for a couple of months.  They'd said because he was going to get the raft
in plus all the extra chores he'd done for them over the last couple of
months he was welcome to use the place over the whole weekend and he should
finish up the food and he could come down to the cabin anytime while they
were away.

"They could see I would jump at it," he said.  He grinned.  "They probably
thought I would bring some girl to shag the ass off but I decided to ask
you instead."

"So you've shagged my ass off instead," I said through a mouthful of bread
and jelly.

"Yeah," he said, "And more, and more to come!"

We cleared up after breakfast and he said if we got working we could have
the raft up on the bank in no time.  We swam out to the raft and Sean told
me to climb up onto it.  He then went round untying the mooring ropes which
he handed up to me and then when it was completely loose I jumped in and
helped him push the unwieldy contraption toward the shore.  The worst bit
was pulling it up and a couple of struts broke off.  Sean explained that
the Smiths had given him some money to buy anything for repairs so he would
slip into town and get some wood and finish off the job before lunch.  He
said he would call in at my house and say all was well but also that we
would be busy until late so could we spend Sunday at the cabin and return
that evening.  He would say we could explore the woods as he knew my
parents wouldn't like me working on Sunday and then said with a twinkle in
his eye that I could take a sack of pine-cones home to Mom 'cause he'd
collected a big heap of them but he didn't think we would want to spend
time in the woods picking up things like that.  I wondered what he had in
mind for the woods!  Anyway, he said, you can get those off and sun
yourself all over if you climb up on the flat roof at the back of the
cabin.  Take the binoculars up and you can keep an eye on all the lake.

He went indoors and came back out in t-shirt and shorts and his well-worn
sneakers.  I went round the back and found it quite easy to get upon the
flat roof and it was very private so I slipped my Speedos off and lay on my
front and scanned the lake side.  I heard him drive off and after a few
minutes dozed off.

It must have been at least half an hour later at about nine o'clock when I
was awakened suddenly by the sound of splashing oars.  I peered cautiously
over the parapet and saw a small rowing boat approaching with two figures
in it I recognised.  I ducked down quickly so they wouldn't see me as they
were the Corcoran twins, one grade higher than me, and a couple of real
thugs.  They were so alike I couldn't usually tell them apart and today it
was even more difficult as all they were wearing were identical black
shorts.  One was swearing mightily at the other who was rowing, telling him
to hurry up.  The other responded in kind telling him for fuck's sake shut
your fucking mouth or I'll ram the oar up your fucking arsehole.  I peeped
over the parapet again just as the one not rowing reached over and grabbed
the front of his brother's shorts and told him to shut his hole and row
faster or he'd squeeze his bollocks until the juice ran.  I had never
before heard such a stream of oaths that the clutched brother then
produced.  The other let go and leaned back and roared with laughter.  "Got
you, you fuck-pig, get those oars going you randy cocksucker, or I'll grab
you again."  He then shoved his hand down the front of his own shorts and
waggled his prick at his brother.  "You won't be getting a taste of this
tonight you thieving bastard unless we get back ....."  By this time they'd
got too far past me for me to make out where they were going and what they
were thieving .  One thing I had found out was how they probably spent the
first minutes in bed at night!

The sun had been pretty hot on my back so I turned over and toasted my
front.  I dozed off again and this time must have slept soundly for well
over an hour.  I was wakened this time by the sound of Sean's car.  I
looked at my watch which I'd laid carefully by my head.  It was getting on
for midday.  I peeked down at my belly and tops of my legs and saw I'd gone
quite red from the sun on the bits where I hadn't got tanned before.  I
also had a hard-on.  I sat-up as I heard Sean quietly whistling to himself
and looked back over the parapet and saw him lugging some bits of wood from
the trunk of his car.  He also got some parcels off the back seat and went
into the cabin with them.  Next thing I knew he vaulted over the parapet
and flopped down beside me.  He took in the sight of my erection in one
glance.  "You horny little sod!" he said.  "I leave you alone for five
minutes and all you do is masturbate!" .

I'd never heard anyone use that word before although I knew it and what it
meant.

"I haven't!" I said, "I fell asleep and it just happened.  You woke me up."

He grinned and reached out and gripped my shaft.  "Keep it until later,
eh?"

I then told him about the Corcoran twins and their conversation.  He also
described them as a couple of thugs and said they were best left alone as
they were definite future jail-birds.  He laughed when I described the dick
waggling and what one of them had said.  He said that as nobody liked them
probably the only way they had of getting their rocks off was by sucking
each other off.  He said, in any case, neither's got much to suck 'cause
he'd seen them in the showers after football.  They were all mouth and no
cock...  Not like you, my boy...!

He said he'd called in to see Mom on the way in and confirmed I was OK and
Mom said to call in again on his way back.  Two of the parcels were
sandwiches for lunch and some cold things to eat that evening.  Mom had
agreed about staying over all day Sunday and said if we were back before
six she would keep the pot roast until then and Sean could stay as well and
have it with us.  Dad had gone off fishing with a couple of friends and
wouldn't be back until Monday morning anyway.

Sean told me to put my Speedos on as we had to mend the raft before lunch
then we could have some fun.  I had to be quite firm with my unmanageable
cock and bent it sideways to fit into them.  As soon as we hit the ground
Sean flipped off his t-shirt and kicked off his shorts and we set to work
putting the new struts on the underside of the raft.  It didn't take very
long and we stood back and admired our handiwork.

Sean then nodded to me and we went into the cabin.  He carefully locked the
doors and we sat down to eat.  As soon as we'd finished and cleared up.
Sean said he had something to show me but I wasn't to say anything 'bout
it.  I followed him and we went along to the second, smaller, bedroom.  He
explained this was Ray Smith's room.  He was the Smith's only son and had
recently graduated majoring in economics from some posh out-of-state
college.  Sean said he remembered him at High School but I didn't know him.
Sean went over to a built-in cupboard on the other side of the room and
opened the door.  I looked in and saw shelves with clothes on them, looked
like shorts and shirts and things.  Sean reached down and slid out a piece
of wood at the bottom of the cupboard.  I peeked over his shoulder and saw
there were a whole load of magazines inside.  Sean picked up a couple and
winked at me.

"These are Ray's wank-mags.  Have a look," he said conspiratorially.

I took the two from his hands and opened the first.  It was full of nude
young men with stories and adverts on other pages.  Sean pulled out a few
more and chucked them on the bed.  I was still holding mine as he slipped
his hands into either side of my Speedos and lowered them.  I kicked them
off and he did the same with his.  We can have a look at a few here he said
indicating the bed.  I sat on the edge and started to look at some of the
pictures.  Christ, most of these lads had very long dicks hanging down.
Sean sat by my side and put his arm round me and looked at the pages with
me.  My cock soon rose and I could see that Sean had also gone hard.

"What do you think of that one?"  He pointed to a lad who looked no older
than him, blond like him, with a monster hanging dick.

" I like yours better," I said.

"Hum," he said, "I quite agree, fancy having to carry that around with you
all the time.  I've never seen anyone at School with anything like that he
said I don't know where they find them."

He picked out another mag near the bottom of the pile he'd selected and
handed it to me.  "This one's German so you won't understand the writing,
but it's a bit more than that one."

It was, too.  There were plenty of pictures in this mag of lads about
Sean's age, sucking, fucking and jerking off.  By this time I was ready for
action .  I put my mags on the side-table and turned to Sean who had picked
up another one and was looking at it avidly, his dick twitching as he
turned the pages.  I ducked my head under the magazine and clamped my mouth
round the top of his foreskin covered knob.  He dropped the magazine
immediately and fell back on the bed.  We manoeuvred ourselves until I was
sucking on him and his mouth was over mine.  We lay side by side for ages
gently sucking each other, touching each other's balls and gently feeling
between our legs until our fingers where probing at each other's tight
puckers.  I pushed a tentative finger against Sean's ring and it went in
quite easily.  I then tried my index finger as well against it and that was
a bit more difficult.  Sean squirmed a bit but then I had two fingers in.
I put my index finger over my first finger and positioned my third finger.
Suddenly I had three fingers in him and pushed in right up to my fist.  I
felt pressure on my ring and I knew I was very relaxed.  His first finger
went in followed by his second.  However, he couldn't quite get his third
to go in as I couldn't help clenching my ring tightly round the two fingers
already there.  No matter, we finger-fucked each other as we sucked and we
both knew that we would come together.  We did within seconds of each
other.  I shot my load first and I heard Sean gulping it down.  I was so
pre-occupied with my own spurting his came as a big surprise.  His load was
huge.  I couldn't swallow it all and I had difficulty in keeping it all in
my mouth.  Our dicks didn't shrivel but remained quite hard as we sucked
and licked the cum off each other's pricks.

Sean let my dick go and took his fingers from out of my hole.  I opened my
mouth and his fat prick slid out.  My fingers were still in his hole as he
turned over on the bed until he was on his back with his knees in the air.
I knew what he wanted so put myself between his legs and moved forward
until my almost hard prick was against my hand.  As I withdrew my fingers I
pressed my now rapidly hardening cock against his entrance.  As it was
still slimy with saliva and cum it glided in easily until my young hairs
were brushing the skin beneath his balls.  He arched his back and put his
hands under his butt to steady himself.  "Fuck me quick and hard!"
he said urgently, "I need it".  As soon as my dick had touched the
side of his tunnel it had gone rock-hard.  I needed no second bidding and
rocked to and fro between his legs to the accompaniment of urges and moans
from a quite delirious Sean.  I felt his muscles tighten round my prick as
I drove it in as deep as I could then, without any warning, I shot another
enormous load of cum and collapsed over him.

Next thing I knew my legs were parted and Sean was behind me and a hefty
knob-end was pushing against my ring.  I was so relaxed he got in very
easily.  His prick was also still greasy and wet because I had felt it
against my belly when I lay on him after I had finished fucking him.  I was
still panting with my own exertions and these were soon redoubled as the
whole of Sean's shaft went straight up inside me and an insistent rhythm
began.  But, I don't think he managed more than twenty thrusts before he
collapsed over my back and I felt a warm trickle run down my legs.  Jesus
he breathed, that was fucking good....
  He turned my face to his and he smothered my lips with kisses, I opened
my mouth and we tongue-fucked for ages.  In the end we both got onto the
bed and entwined arms and legs and fell asleep, utterly exhausted.

I was woken up his time by Sean probing my lips with his tongue.  "Time to
get up, young man, it's nearly two o'clock.  Let's go and sun ourselves."

We were both very sweaty and I think we both smelled of cum but Sean took a
couple of pairs of elastic topped shorts from Ray's cupboard and we put
them on.  Mine were a bit big for me but he looked pretty good in his.

We went back up on the flat roof and lay down on a couple of towels after
slipping our shorts off.

"Your butt is quite red he said.  Must'a caught the sun this morning.  What
about your front?  Watch your pecker don't get burnt."

"You'll have to rub it with oil," I said, "To make it better."

"Don't need no oil on that!"

I then asked him about Ray Smith.  Why did he have all those mags?

"'Cause he's like us." He grinned broadly.  "He likes the best things in
life I guess."

I grinned and said if it was always like just now it was the best thing.
Sean said I wasn't to say I'd seen the mags and then he said he'd found an
old diary of Ray's and Ray'd had the hots for quite a few of his High
School pals and had fooled around with quite a few of them.  Sean winked
and said he knew them all including a couple who left school last year he
had thought were straight peckers.  They'd obviously had their arseholes
reamed by Ray when they were your age.

I wanted to read the diary as well but I heard something in the distance.
I put my finger to my lips and whispered I could hear oars splashing.  Sean
motioned me to keep down and he peeked over the edge.

"It's the Corcorans," he whispered, "Slimy bastards.  Oh, Christ they've
got a boatload!"

I took a surreptitious look over the top.  The boat had several packages
stowed and the non-rowing Corcoran had a large flat package across his
knees.  Sean dropped down.

"Wait here, don't look, I'm going to call the sheriff's office.  I'll run
down to the box on the tree.  I know where they've been and they're heading
for the other side."

With that he scurried across the roof pulling on his shorts and scrambled
down and was gone.  I lay still and heard an urgent hiss from the non-rower
that his brother should put his fucking back in it.  The splashing of oars
receded and I took another peek.  They were well over half way across the
lake.  Sean was back within five minutes and flopped down beside me,
panting.

" Told the deputy there.  Didn't say who I was but they should see what two
boys had in their boat."  He grinned.  "They're a couple of real turds and
it'll get them back for beating up that young kid."

I asked him what was that and he said he'd seen them behind the gym laying
into some boy but he couldn't do anything as he was too far away.

He shucked off his shorts and lay down beside me.  "Get a bit more sun
before we eat."  In the far distance we heard the wail of a cruiser.  He
nudged me.  "Got the bastards!"

We dozed through the afternoon and at six a cooler breeze started up.

"Come on, we'd better go down and see what your Mom packed for us."

" I need a shower first," I said slipping on Ray's shorts, "And I want to
see Ray's diary."

Sean was a bit reluctant but in the end nodded and said I could as long as
I kept it a secret.  We went down into the cabin and soon were under a hot
shower.  We both had boners after we'd soaped each other then I said I
wondered if he would do something for me.  When he asked what it was I said
I had never seen another boy jerk off so could I watch him.  He grinned and
said why not as long as I watch you as well.

We dried off and took our hard-ons and towels into the main bedroom.

" Tell you what, young Jordan, I like to look at myself when I do it.  In a
mirror," he added.

I said I did too but it was a bit awkward as the only one I had was in the
bathroom and I had to stand on tiptoe.  He pointed to the built-in wardrobe
which had a full-length mirror on the door.  "Perfect," he said and chucked
his towel on the floor about six or so feet away from it.  "I'll do it nice
and slow," he said ringing his meat with his thumb and first finger.  He
drew his foreskin down carefully over his dark red knob and stretched his
skin down as the angry looking head jutted out proudly from his fist which
now curled about his shaft.  He pulled up and down steadily, leaning back
slightly and staring at his reflection in the mirror.  I watched absolutely
fascinated as the muscles in his legs became taut and his six-pack became
more prominent.  His knob-end glistened as a drop of pre-cum spread over
it.  His mouth was open and his breathing was becoming very deep and
regular and then faster and faster as the beat on his shaft quickened too.
With a mighty gasp he pulled his skin right back and a jet of cum flew from
his slit and dropped near the further edge of the towel.  Several spurts
followed as he held his prick tightly and then he breathed deeply and
sighed.  "Get's better every time!"  he whispered, "Did you like that?"  I
was transfixed.  Would I have a prick as big as that and be able to squirt
as far as I got older?  He stepped to the side of the towel.  "Your turn
now."  I was ready for it.  I took his place and stood exactly on the spot
he had planted his feet.

As I fisted my dick I felt even more the hardness and the slight ribbing of
the shaft.  My balls ached and I peeked down and saw they were tight up
against the base of my prick.  Would I have any come left after shooting
twice already today?  Sean had but he was bigger than me and older than me.
Trying to concentrate I looked at the mirror and was rewarded with the
sight of a dark- haired tanned young boy with almost no tan-line as his
belly was now quite red.  The boy was gripping a good-sized young prick
with a dark pink knob pressing forward.  Almost as if in a trance the boy
in the reflection started to work his hand up and down.  The boy in the
room began to breath deeper and opened his mouth to gasp, the boy in the
mirror copied him.  As the deep pulses started at the base of his prick he
stared at the reflection and saw the boy beating his meat with increasing
force and vigour.  He felt a pounding now within his cock and with a long
low uuuuuugh.... shot a stream of creamy spunk up and over the towel
hitting the floor beyond it.  Four other less powerful spurts followed it
dropping squarely on the towel.

Sean gave a long low whistle.  "You beat me, young Jordan."

I stood gazing at the cum drops on the floor.  Had I done that or was it
the boy in the mirror?  Was it my third of the day or his first? He grinned
back at me as a seraphic smile spread over my face as I realised it was all
me.  I turned to Sean and put my arms round him, my sticky still-erect cock
meeting his.  I clung to him as he patted me on the back.

"You're a champion." he whispered over the top of my head as he put his
arms round me as well.  "You shoot even further than your brother."

We walked over to the bed and lay down and held each other tightly.  Once
I'd got my breath back I asked if that meant he'd seen my brother Mike jerk
off.

"Yep, a good few times."

" What about anyone else?" I asked.

"A few, like I said earlier.  You remember your brother and I went to that
Easter tennis camp about three years ago when we were fifteen.  There were
six of us in our tent and we had a circle jerk every night."

"What's a circle jerk?" I asked.

"Dummy, where you all stand round and see who comes first, squirts the most
or shoots the furthest.  I usually produced the most and your brother shot
the furthest and that little guy Ted Miller always came first."

I knew Ted Miller.  A rather swarthy seemingly happy-go-lucky young guy
with very hairy legs who lived fairly near us and had left school with
Mike.  I heard he'd gone on to do law like his dad.  I said I knew him and
remarked on the hairiness of his legs.  Sean sniggered and said I was very
observant but Ted was the hairiest bastard in their class and had the
biggest pair of swingers he'd ever seen but he never shot much at a time.
He said Ted had done it more often than any of them though 'cause he was
always going to the bathroom at school and would come back grinning.  They
knew what he did 'cause it rained one day at the camp and they'd stayed in
the tent and he jacked himself off four times between lunch and four
o'clock and he said he had to do it as often when at home.  And he joined
in the circle that night, Sean added.

Christ, I thought, my brother doing it seven times and this guy Ted Miller
whacking off so much my two or three times a day didn't seem too gross.  I
told Sean all this and wanted to know if any boys never jacked off.
"Dunno," he said, "I guess not they certainly all did in our class 'cause
they were always talking about it."

I said I hadn't heard much from my lot.

"Bit young and probably too scared to let on," said Sean, "But rely on me
every one of them's beating his meat something regular, even those Baptist
boys."

I asked what he meant and he said they were told they'd go to hell if they
jerked off but he knew for certain that Georgie Reynolds the pastor's son
did it 'cause he'd heard him in a stall going at it when he was taking a
dump in the next one keeping quiet and listening hard. He said I bet his
brother does too and he's in your class.  I knew Georgie Reynolds and his
brother Clay, who was a fat sweaty-looking lad and a star in our football
squad.  I'd seen his dick which was short and stubby under his tub of a
belly which he had even at his age.  Sean laughed when I told him what I'd
seen and he said Georgie was just the same, fatter than a yearling hog with
a short fat dick to match.

I asked him about dicks and how big they got.

"Certainly not usually as big in Ray's mags," he said.  "Your brother and I
had the biggest in our grade. Usual size is about six inches with some over
that to about seven.  Lots of kids are only five to five and a half fully
grown so you're in with a chance."  He reached over and gave my prick a
friendly pat.  "Thinking about it," he said, "I did see one about eight
inches on some lad from another school when we played them at baseball last
year.  His mates were boasting he'd got the biggest dick going and he got
it up and waved it around.  They said it was eight and it looked huge.  He
was huge too and a right dumb ass.  I didn't let them see mine although Ted
Miller pushed me and said I should show off mine."

My dick was stirring again after Sean's touch just now.  I reached down and
fingered it.  I asked Sean if tossing off wore it out and could people tell
if one beat your meat often.

He laughed.  "No, it's more likely to make it grow 'cause of the exercise
and even if you did it ten times a day you won't get hair on your palms!"

I'd heard that some time ago I said and snuggled up to him.  I confessed I
had a look the night that one of boys had told me it happened if you
wanked.

"I did the same when I heard it too," he sniggered, "I had a very good
look, but I made use of that tale to avenge a bit of nastiness."

"What was that?" I asked.

"You know that foul piece of work Jake Binns?  He'll be in twelfth grade
now."

I knew him.  A worse piece of shit than the Corcorans, a big rangy farmer's
son, a real thicko who'd only gone up grades 'cause his dad gave money to
the school for things so the rumours went.  Jake was always swearing and
clouting smaller boys who got in his way.  I'd had to move swiftly one day
to prevent my arse coming in contact with his boot.  I didn't dare to tell
my brother 'cause Jake Binns had belted some of the seniors I'd heard.  I
told Sean all this and he said he was quite evil and he'd kept out of his
way too.  But then he said he'd seen Jake shove a smaller boy in the pool
when Jake was in tenth grade and Sean was in eleventh so he thought he'd
try something out on the bully.  Sean sniggered again and said so I put a
piece of paper through the gap in Jake's locker with the message that his
hairy palms had been spotted even though he shaved them.  He said Jake had
been very quiet for a while after that and seemed to act as if everyone was
watching him.

"He's a big thick bastard," said Sean, "So I don't suppose he realised it
was all a fairy tale."

"He's probably got a big thick fairy's wand," I said.

Sean giggled, "He's got nothing between his legs worth grabbing at.  He's
got more wrinkles than inches even on a warm day.  I think that's probably
what he gets mad at.  See's the younger kids in the showers with real
swingers and gets a fit of jealousy."

I said I'd never seen Jake's thing as I always kept out of his way.

"Yeah," said Sean, "I've seen it plenty of times but no one's
ever dared say why doesn't he grow a prick.  And I don't know anyone who's
got friendly enough to toss him off." He giggled again and said he
remembered one day Coach Thomas caught Jake beginning to dress without
going in the shower after football.  Coach told him he knew the rules and
stood while he undressed again and watched him in the shower.  "We all
stood at a distance and gawped and Jake's little dong began to rise a bit.
Coach said something to him and he went beet red and came from out the
shower fast.  We scattered and Coach had a smirk on his face as he waddled
off.  Never found out what Coach said but Jake was like a mad thing for a
while after that."

I was glad we didn't have anyone really disagreeable in my grade and I
hoped that all the other lads were having such a pleasant time as I was,
even if they were alone in their bedrooms.  I shifted my position.
"Can I see Ray's diary?"

Sean said I could after we'd eaten as it was close on seven o'clock and he
was starving.  He prodded me in the stomach and said all this activity
needs feeding.  "Come on get dressed and we'll get down to it."

"Eating, I assume," I said.  He grabbed my balls and said we'll
keep that getting down to for later.  Good job we got dressed - even just
in t-shirt and shorts - as we suddenly heard a car engine noise.  Sean went
out to investigate and I peered out of the window.
  It was a deputy in a cruiser.  Sean obviously knew him and they chatted
for a while and then the deputy got back in and drove off.  Sean came in
with the news.  The Corcorans had broken into two cabins at the further end
of the lake and all the stolen goods were in the boat when they were picked
up.  They were locked up for the night as their father had said the
bastards could rot in jail for a while and whatever the courts did with
them he would whop the pair of them when he saw them next.  Sean had told
the deputy he had 'phoned and the deputy said not to worry it was logged as
a concerned member of the public.  He had also said they'd wanted to nail
the bastards for a while and they were crying and confessing everything,
blaming the other for each and every sin they'd committed.  I must say we
did laugh and say serve them right as nobody had dared confront them as
they always went around together and Sean thought that some of the teachers
were even scared of them.

Anyway, Mom had done us grand.  We unpacked the food she'd sent and there
was plenty to eat and we felt quite full afterwards.  Sean had lit the fire
in the main room so we settled down after the meal on the sofa and held
each other and chatted about anything and everything.  I don't think I'd
ever been happier.  In a lull in the conversation Sean went and fetched
Ray's diary and it was fascinating reading.  If it was all true he'd
sucked, fucked and mutually wanked his way through the last couple of years
at High School with quite a variety of his classmates and sundry others in
town.  I was rather surprised when I saw a couple of names of shop-keepers
mentioned but Sean said they were well-known as providing goods or money
for services rendered.  I asked him what he meant and he told me to avoid
certain areas of town.  I wanted to know how he knew and he put a finger to
the side of nose and said things like that were what boys learned from
their elders.  I said I didn't need to explore certain areas of town if he
was around and I started to explore him.  It was so warm and cosy by the
fire as we gradually undressed each other and Sean lay on his back.  I
kissed his cock and licked his balls and then he said he wanted me inside
him.  He had been very crafty and the tube of lubricating jelly was by the
fireplace.  He smeared some on my hard-on and I slowly pressed my knob end
against his hole.  I slid in quite easily and very gently fucked him and he
told me to come lots.  I think I did as I felt the storm raging at the base
of my prick and then a rush of spunk as I came.  As I pulled out I took his
shaft in my mouth and sucked him until he shot his load into my throat.
After I'd been to the bathroom to wash my prick we lay and cuddled each
other, just feeling each other's bodies all over.  In the end he whispered
`My turn' and I lay back as he felt my ring and put the jelly on me and
over his dick.  His long thick pole pushed its way into my willing tunnel.
I must have become more use to its size as it didn't seem to hurt as much.
This time he took much longer to come and I felt his shaft spasm inside me
as he grunted and groaned and fired his spunk into me.

We lay for quite a while as his prick remained rigid in me, then he
withdrew and sucked me to a climax.  He did this slowly and I kept getting
near and he would slow down further or even stop while I moaned and
implored him to get me over the edge.  In the end I came as he couldn't
make me hold it any longer.  I must have made a lot of spunk as when he
withdrew he kissed me full on the lips and I opened my mouth against his
and pushed my tongue into a whole mass of my spunk all over his tongue.
Again we lay and cuddled each other and I fell asleep in his arms.  At
eleven o'clock the fire had almost died out so we got ready and went to bed
and curled up together and we both fell asleep his time.

I woke up some while later and saw by my watch that it was nearly three
o'clock.  I felt down between us and we both had hard-ons.  I slid down
under the covers and took his prick in my mouth again.  I turned myself
round until my cock was against his mouth.  His mouth was slightly open as
he slept.  I held my cock to his lips and as he breathed in I eased my
knob-end between his lips.  I think he was still asleep but he
automatically began to suck on my cock.  As I sucked on his he began to
wake up and we continued giving each other great pleasure for at least
twenty minutes until, with a sudden rush, he emptied his balls into my
mouth.  He quickened his pace on my cock and I fired my wad within the next
minute.  I moved up the bed and we pressed our lips together and mingled
our combined spunk and drank it all down.  We fell asleep again
immediately.

A nude Sean woke me with a mug of hot coffee just after seven.  He was all
bright and cheerful.  I was still rather dozy after I'd drunk it and felt
rather unsteady on my legs when I retreated to the bathroom for a much
needed pee.  Sean followed me into the bathroom and stood by me and pissed
into the bowl at the same time.  He nudged me.

"Can't stand the pace," he said, "You young'uns haven't got the
stamina.  Six times yesterday and you're all weak-kneed." He flourished
a rapidly hardening shaft at me.  "Race you into the shower."

We got into the shower together and it wasn't long before I was on my knees
sucking Sean as hard as I could.  He certainly had stamina because a very
large and very hot squirt of spunk hit the back of my mouth within five
minutes.  He turned off the water and carried me out of the shower,
dripping wet, into Ray's room and beat my rampant meat so vigorously I shot
a steaming load all over the wardrobe mirror.  We collapsed on the floor
laughing.  Of course, we then had to go back and finish our shower.

After breakfast Sean said we were going to explore the woods behind the
cabin.  We set off and wandered along a well-worn path up the hill and
finally reached a picnic area.  We didn't stop there as Sean led us off
onto a smaller track until we reached a rocky area hidden by small trees
but with a good view of the lake.  Sean bent down and took his shoes and
socks off and then stripped off his t-shirt and shorts.  I followed and did
the same and we lay soaking up the wonderful sun.  He'd brought a snack and
some cans in a small bag and we just lazed there, turning every so often to
brown another bit of ourselves.  I was in my seventh heaven.  And I
couldn't resist in the end, as Sean was lying on his back with his eyes
shut, reaching out and quietly catching hold of his length and slowly
squeezing it and pulling his foreskin back and forth.  He lay back, eyes
still shut, but his mouth now quite widely open.  I wanked him so gently
for nearly half an hour before he erupted with streams of spunk up his
chest with the first spurt actually going into his open mouth.  He lay
panting for some time as I clutched his throbbing tool.  I counted up.  In
twenty-four hours he'd come eight times.  I was still musing on that when
Sean slid down beside me and began to suck my rather limp cock.  It didn't
stay limp long and he steadily sucked away for what seemed like ages.  I
wasn't interested in time, just in the wonderful feelings within my cock
and under my balls.  I groaned and moaned as I felt the subterranean
rumblings and then I shot.  Spunk seemed to shoot from my knob-end for
ages.  When it finished Sean leaned up over me, his lips tightly pressed
together but with a dribble of my boy-cum at each outer edge of my mouth.
I watched as he swallowed and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.  Then he
smiled sweetly and we kissed each other on the lips and with open mouths
for ages and ages.

I had also come eight times in the past twenty-four hours and eleven times
since Friday evening.  I had certainly beaten my brother's record!  And so
had Sean!!  I told him all this as we lay back again in the sunshine.  He
laughed and said if I was that good as a beginner what would I be like in a
few week's or even a few month's time and not only would he have to
practice more but he'd have plenty to tell my brother when he wrote to him.
We then had our food and decided to explore a bit more of the hill.  We
didn't get very far.
  We were both very tired.  But tired in a wonderful, relaxed way.  At
three o'clock we made our way back down to the cabin.  Sean found a couple
of paper sacks and we filled them with pine cones and put them on the back
seat of the car.  We then had to clean up the evidence of our stay.  As
Sean stashed away Ray's mags and diary I cleaned and polished the floor and
the mirror so no signs of any spunk stains remained.  We cleaned the shower
and basin in the bathroom and while Sean cleared up the ashes of the fire I
did a cleaning circuit of the kitchen.  Even to my eyes it all looked very
spotless.

At five o'clock we locked up and set off back to my house where, I knew a
lovely pot roast would be cooking.  Mom was very pleased with the cones and
thanked us for collecting them.  Sean didn't let on our subterfuge and we
had a good meal and Mom said Sean could stay over if he liked in Mike's
room then he could do his Monday chores straight off.  Sean thanked Mom and
said he would stay but would bunk down on the floor in my room so as not to
muss up Mike's bedroom.  He didn't bunk down on the floor but got in with
me and we sucked each other off silently one last time that most memorable
weekend.  I bet none of my school friends, or even Ted Miller, had cum
twelve times as Sean and I had over one glorious weekend.  I certainly will
never forget how I lost my virginity.

I lost my virginity that weekend and gained a loving and most generous
friend.  I had better tell you of the rest of my year.

Sean and I sucked and fucked whenever we could or just jacked each other
off when time or circumstances pressed.  As the Smiths decided to stay in
Florida until after Christmas Sean was asked by them to caretake the cabin
and give bits of it a coat of paint.
  We stayed two more weekends there, but by that time we didn't need to
break my brother's record although the second weekend we both came plenty
of times.  The Corcoran twins got three years in Juvenile Correction.  Sean
told me he'd met one of Mary's boys in town who was a warden at the centre.
Apparently the Corcorans had been surly to two black kids during their
first week there.  That same night the two black studs and half a dozen of
their mates had got hold of the Corcorans and fucked them rigid.  They
spent the next three weeks in the hospital and now were in a secluded wing
as they fear they'll be fucked again.  Jake Binns got kicked by some animal
on his daddy's farm and was on crutches and spitting fire at anyone who got
in his way.  'Cause he couldn't move much without them two of the Seniors
took his crutches away and then a group of them got his jeans and briefs
down and painted his dick with red paint from the Art Room.  It was all
round school that he was only four and a half erect.  He left school at
Christmas to work on his daddy's farm.

Me?  By Christmas I had grown another three inches in height and my cock
had increased by nearly an inch.  Sean had written to my brother to tell
him all the news and when he returned at Christmas he hugged me so
effusively I think Dad and Mom thought he'd missed home so much.  He crept
into my room the first night he was back and stayed all night in my bed.  I
told him how grateful I was for him to let me be friends with Sean.  We
jacked each other off and I was very pleased when he commented on the size
of my tool.  He said it was just like his at my age.  I told him about my
measurement list and he laughed and said he'd done the same and would show
me his chart in the morning.  Before he went back to his room at six in the
morning we jacked each other off again.  I celebrated my fifteenth birthday
night in his bed when we sucked each other off for the first time.  That
set a pattern until the day after Christmas when Mom and Dad decided to go
off until after the New Year.  Sean came to stay and our threesomes were
awesome sex orgies.  Sean and Mike were obviously deeply in love with each
other but I was included as an equal partner.  Sean and I were both very
sad to see him go off back to College.

Sean and I continued our pairings right through to Spring.  Sean got a
part-time job coaching the JV tennis squad and at Easter I went with five
of the squad, including the two good-looking lads I was interested in, to
the Easter coaching camp.  There I experienced my first circle jerk and
found that both the lads were also interested in me, not only 'cause I shot
the furthest.  Last summer I don't know what exhausted me most, the
intensive tennis coaching and games, or the intensive sex I was now having
with Sean and the two lads.  Still we all survived and my stamina for all
things increased.  During the Summer break Mike was home and so was hairy
Ted Miller.  We all played tennis together and I got to see Ted's mighty
swingers and, although my legs were getting hairier weekly, I didn't match
him at all on either attribute.

In September I said a very tearful goodbye to Sean and my brother as they
went off together to the same College.  They are an item now.  My two new
friends and I make a wonderful threesome.  Steve and I really hit it off
but Mac is a very good friend too.
  We both envy him his foreskin.  The Smiths asked me if I would like to
caretake the cabin for them while they were away in Florida again.  I
jumped at the chance and we three have spent two weekends there since Mike
and Sean went off.  The second time we went I opened the secret cache again
in the wardrobe and there were some more mags added to the pile.  When we
opened the first one there was a note from Ray saying he and Tom hoped we
liked the new ones and would I get the sheets washed as his mom would go
apeshit if she found them.
  There were also three $10 bills but no diary.  The sheets were really
mussed up and mucky but I put them with our laundry for Mary and she never
raised an eyebrow.  Ray's got clean sheets now and we three lads had a good
laugh about the note and several intense wanks looking at the mags and
glorious sucks copying what we saw.  Steve stayed over with me the next
weekend and we had our first fuck together on the Saturday evening after
Mom and Dad went out.  It's Mac's turn very soon as we both are determined
to make him lose his virgin ass at the first opportunity and so we are
arranging that for Thanksgiving weekend at the cabin.  So, as of this
November I have now gained, new friends and adventures, another five inches
in height since the Spring and my cock is a good six and a half inches and
I think it's still growing and I won't be 16 for another month!

Comments welcomed.