Just a Glance

Just A Glimpse

I started seventh grade in 1973 after my Birthday in June. ‘A whole new world’ I thought after my last day in sixth grade not knowing what was to cum. I had a girlfriend if you can even call it that; hand-holding at recess and a few kisses.

I thought I was king shit because there were only a few guys who had paired up with a girl. Being almost fourteen there would be no way for us to see each other over the summer; it ended the last day of school.

There was this boy named Danny in our class and the girls loved him because of his looks; he was really cute. He was a little effeminate, admitted playing with, and dressing dolls; the guys talked. I mean the only thing that set him apart from the other boys was he took great care on his appearance.

His hair was dirty blond with red highlights, parted in the middle with the newest style, a shag made popular by David Cassidy. His skin was flawless, eyes, a deep, captivating green, and lashes that allowed him to flutter them.

He was about my height, maybe five-seven. He was quick with, a definition in his biceps didn’t take shit off anybody, and I wondered what the rest of him looked like. It was really the first time I wanted to see a guy naked. See it, make comparisons, I really wanted to see his cock.

He talked constantly about his best friend, Curt, who lived across the street, and how boundaries had him going to a different school. There was talk about that too and I wondered if we’d be going to the same Jr. High in the fall.

It was now 1974, there wasn’t porn, I mean mags, yes, but not like today. A kid can open their phone; log on to this site for example, and have shit cum up like I would have loved back then. I’d never seen another cock till that summer and that was just a glimpse.

After seeing my buddy’s dick when we were peeing, I was cock-starved never seeing something different from my own. I had been beating off for months but guys don’t talk about that even knowing we all did it; some of us, a lot. I pounded it at least twice a day.

The first day of Jr. High was a whole new experience. The school was finished and brand new; that wasn’t the only thing new to me. PE. We didn’t shower after in elementary and that thought had never crossed my mind till now.

I don’t know what I expected but it wasn’t a locker room, shower towers with six heads, you couldn’t help but see dick, is what I thought. Wait, everyone will see my dick as well.

I looked at the other boys and saw Danny at the end of the bench across from me, a taller kid sitting close to him; Curt, I assumed. And I was right. We did simple stuff the first three days but would need to suit up on Monday.

I must have beat off ten times over the weekend thinking about Monday knowing I’d get my chance to see the cocks I thought about when wanking my dick. I’m ready for this I thought, can handle being around boys with no clothes, and cocks. Fuck!

We all filed into the Locker Room going to our assigned lockers, Danny and Curt across from me. A jock was mandatory so we all had to get naked in front of each other. Danny and Curt had no problem looking back and forth between each other. I, on the other hand, was in full-blown, cock-starved, sensory overload. And it was a smorgasbord. Oh. There is a god.

It was just enough of a glimpse, the guys on either side of me, the other boys behind me, I was gonna pop a boner. This cannot be happening to me, but looking around I wasn’t the only one. Thinking of dead kittens, remembering walking in on my parents; I calming myself, pulled up my shorts turning seeing the showers.

After class, we all bantered going back to the Locker Room until we saw the showers and it got quiet. Taking our clothes off, looking around at guys cupping themselves, guys who weren’t gonna shower; Curt and Danny strutted by me being the first guys in the shower. Fuck me.

That caused me to speed shit up because I wanted to be standing across from them under the water. Well at least, Danny. I had been thinking about him all summer and today would be the day.

How two cocks could look so different and suck-able, I have no idea. Curt had a nob head, blunt and round. His shaft; well.

 It was clear to me these boys had seen each other nude before, the casual conversation between them inches apart told the story. I had to lean to one side or the other; around the tower, to see them. I was not disappointed and wasn’t embarrassed they saw.  

They were built better than I was downstairs, more hair, and they were pumping up a little which didn’t go unnoticed by me; we were the only ones in the shower. They both hung heavy over their balls pointing at the floor, filling a little more with blood, and I followed suit.

Curt was at least a head taller, not one ounce of baby fat, and he too was cut like Danny and me. I had never been able to just google-eye other boy's naked bodies, take a mental inventory of cock size and shape, and I wondered.

I spent the rest of the day hard solid, like a fuckin rock: my underwear wet from leakage, and knew I would rub off two layers of skin when I got home. Even with the cream I used by the end of the week my shaft was so sensitive I could only work the head to cum.

Things at school just seemed to fall in line. I had three classes with Danny, him and Curt only having PE together, and our showers. There were still a lot of guys who didn’t shower; won’t say they had little dicks, or couldn’t hide the boners, but the three of hit the same tower every day. It kind of got to be a game.

Usually they would be side by side, me across looking at them, till one day. I walked in behind them as usual and they got under the water across from each other so I saddled up next to Danny. It allowed me to just look at Curt all by himself without the distraction of Danny next to him.

Curt was taller than both of us but didn’t look lanky, not skinny, just proportionate. I watched him compare Danny next to me, his head going up and down as he admired us side by side. It felt good, his eyes on me, smiling a little; his gaze falling to my cock as it got heavy then to Danny’s.

At the same time, it allowed me to admire Danny at my side, his cock bigger than mine, I could tell even half hard. If I just could have touched him? His soft skin and face, nipples and pubes, his dick.

It went on like that for a week, each standing next to the other, comparing, eying cocks, but never looking at any of the other guys. Danny and Curt never openly touched the other but there were shoulder bumps going down the hall.

A hand would slap the others ass like ball players do, and I was included it that without a word. It was a greeting in a way, a sting on the ass as one, or both, came up behind me. I liked it.

 Danny and I having classes together gave us a chance to get to know each other better and we kind of became a trio. I knew the talk; Danny and Curt. I also knew that by hanging with them I would be included in the talk. I didn’t fuckin care.

Curt was too big for the other guys to fuck with, even two or three guys would never attempt it. Danny, then I, fell under the umbrella of Curt. And then the girls who only wanted to get closer to us, draw our attention from the others.

The year flew by so fast and we became the Three Musketeers. Girls loved on us; none of us caring because we just, didn’t care. Close to the end of the year, a plan was hatched where I would ride home with Danny and Curt for the weekend.

The looks when I got on the bus with them; pass in hand. We sat three in a seat with me on the isle, my fuckin hands were wet and my dick was hard having no idea what the next two days would bring.

His, Danny’s house, was way nicer than mine; like The Brady Bunch house. There was an above ground pool and a hot tub on the deck. I followed them up to his room where I dropped my backpack on the floor in the corner thinking that would be where I slept.

We rough housed a little, it was different. There were no prying eyes, no one to judge what we were doing or where our hands fell. Around six his parents said they were going to Bingo; I guess a weekend thing for them.

We ate something I’d never had before; it was called a TV dinner. In its own tray, three compartments held a dinner and after thirty minutes we were sitting side by side. We sat eating the same thing; turkey with stuffing, mashed potatoes with corn, and some sort of cobbler.

“What you guys want to do?” I asked when we finished.

“We could sit in the tub.” And they both stood heading back to Danny’s room as I followed.

They stripped, standing next to each other naked, and I looked at them. “I didn’t bring anything,” I said questioningly at them.

The look between them made what I said seem funny. They pantsed me right there in Danny’s room. It was kind of cool; the two of them working in tandem undressing me.

 Now we were all naked walking out to the deck and got in the tub, the night air feeling cold on my skin. Curt was next to Danny and I sprawled out on the lounger never being in a hot tub before.

I just about shit myself when I caught site of a girl standing in the doorway. Danny turned and stood addressing his sister. She was in a crop top, boobs, and tight jeans, I mean you could see her camel toe.

She just stood there, one hand on a hip, she looked just like Danny but with much longer hair. “Whatch you guys doing?” She asked not needing an answer looking at her brother from the waist down.

She was older than Danny; you could tell. Maybe sixteen or seventeen, and she had his attude. I was in shock knowing I was naked under the bubbles and she walked right up to the tub and I knew she could see me.

“I’m going down the street to play with Chad, better not find shit floating in here when I get home,” And Danny tried to splash her never trying to hide his cock.

I watched, her ass poured into those jeans, walk out and it got quite. I wanted to know, there wasn’t anybody around, what were they? And what was expected of me later? “So guys?” I asked.

Both of them looked at me waiting more. A big swallow from me then I asked, “Are you boyfriends?” I needed to know; didn’t care, just wanted to know.

Curt reached over taking one of Danny’s nipples between his fingers and twisted. “I am definitely a boy,” And he reached under the water with one hand touching himself.

He reached over with the other touching Danny under the water, “I can tell you this, he is, one hundred present, boy. We’re boys, we’re friends, does that make us boyfriends?”

“What does that make me?” I asked. I was feeling just a little cocky.

“Well I don’t Know?” And Curt came over and reached down under the water taking my dick in hand.

It took my breath away, a hand other than my own touching my cock. “You feel like a boy.” He said with his big dick more than half full before my face.

“I guess that makes us all boyfriends.” And he moved back over next to Danny.

“So what now? What do boyfriends do?” I asked having no idea but wanting an answer.

“We have fun,” Danny said sliding over Curt and to my utter surprise, he kissed him.

He sucked his ear, neck, then a nipple. It was all like in slow motion. He moved to the other side and did the same sliding his hips and butt over Curt’s nob cock. This was hotter than shit and my dick grew at the site of my boyfriends doing this.

My cock was harder than it had ever been in my life; the loss of blood was starving my brain. I had no idea what to do as the two of them smiled at me. Danny hit the button for the bubbles and the water calmed bringing three hard cocks into plain sight.

My brain could no more make two and two equal four, and if not for involuntary shit like my heart beating or breathing, I’d have died. I wanted to touch them, like on so many levels, but I had not one ounce of experience when it came to anything like this.

I had kissed a girl so that was the first thing that came to mind. I wanted to kiss Danny; well both of them. I stood and thought it weird with my balls resting on the hot water as I moved to them.

They slid apart but I rested a hand on each side of Danny, leaned in, and touched my lips to another boy for the first time in my life. It was nice, I mean really nice. Then Curt pushed me off him right when Danny’s arms came around my neck.

“What are you doing?” Came from Curt to Danny.

“What?” Came from Danny.

“You were kissing him back,” And Curt seemed to realize what he said.

His lips squeezed together, the look to Danny, and his head shook back and forth. I saw it in him, he was jealous. Danny was his and had been for longer than I knew. He straddled Danny, took his cheeks in hand kissing him in a way I don’t think had ever happened before.

I watched something I can’t even describe, two boys, fighting and making up at the same time, with a kiss. Curt sat in Danny’s lap.

I listened as Curt spilled his guts. “Danny? I thought I could, I mean, I thought I could. I can’t watch you kiss someone else, you were kissing him back.”

“Curt? You are such a clown, sometimes. A kiss is just that; it doesn’t mean anything unless I’m kissing you.” Danny told him.

Now that kind of hurt. I watched a make-out session that made me harder, it was more than two boys, more than just lips and tongue, I saw it for the first time; love. Curt loved Danny and regardless of whether Danny loved him; it made no difference.

I moved back to the lounger letting them work it out, figure this whole thing out, or I was going home. They talked in a hushed tone I couldn’t hear, both of them face to face, then they looked at me.

I had never been looked at like that. I was sitting on the edge with my cock more than a little plump hanging over my balls, them moving towards me, then the surprise of my life.

Their lips came together on each side of my dick and then kissed when they reached the tip of my hardening cock. They made out then fought over my dick, each wanting to suck it. Wait, What?

They lathered me with spit, sucked, kissed, and even nibbled, on my throbbing unit. I was going to cum and thought about what Danny’s sister told him. I should have known my seed wouldn’t be floating on the surface.

The two of them were now in a frenzy because they knew I was going to cum, the head of my dick so flared I thought it might split right down the middle. They fought over what came from the end of my cock; my cream wanted by both of them.

It was Danny’s finger, he pushed up where I never expected, up my ass. I exploded. Exploded, doesn’t even describe what happened. Maybe an eruption; like a Volcano.

They took turns, my dripping shaft, both wanting what came from me. Slurping up the sides, sharing my cum in a kiss, then it was like I was forgotten. I watched Curt show, Danny, in any way he possibly could, how much he loved him.

I didn’t see in Danny’s eyes what I saw in Curt’s. It almost broke my heart realizing Danny didn’t feel the same, didn’t feel what I saw in Curt’s eyes, it was just fun for him. So…sad.

We all settled back down, I wondered just what was going to happen later, like in when we went to bed. Danny’s bed was big and I thought about sharing it with him; even the three of us.

After the tub, we sat in his room still naked. Danny put on some music and I watched the silent interaction between them as my head tried wrapping around the last few hours.

I saw it in them; like being boyfriends. And then I looked closer, Curt was tender in everything he did with Danny; Danny, not so much. I saw the keyboard in the corner and breaking the silence I asked, “You play?”

The question was to Danny because it was his room and he nodded. I gave him my sleepy look and he stood then took a seat behind the keys. Curt watched him, eyes wondering what he’d do, wanting something, I had no idea.

“Mirror, Mirror, on The wall, why you got to hurt them all? You know they heard it all before?” I realized my mouth was hanging open as he did what he did with Curt watching, smiling at his boyfriends', talent.

I watched Curt as he crawled like a cat to Danny, take his dick in hand then his mouth, and again like I was forgotten. Danny stopped singing but kept playing as I saw for the second time in my life; a guy, or anyone for that matter, take another guy's dick in his mouth.

What moved me; I have no idea. Like Curt had done, I crawled on my knees under the keyboard. I shared Danny’s cock with him. I had no idea what I was doing but what Curt did; made me want to please, Danny.

The head of his heavy cock felt like the roof of my mouth, rough but spongy, in a weird sort of way. The taste wasn’t unpleasant, other than the chlorine. It turned into a recreation of what happened earlier.

The two of us slobbered all over his cock, kissed, like really kissed each other. I couldn’t tell you when Danny’s cock lost interest; It was the lips of Curt and the feel of his body.

Danny kept playing, and Curt’s, or my hand, worked him as something I never expected happened to me under the keyboard. I locked eyes with him, kissed Curt, like, I needed him to breathe, and we fumbled on Danny’s dick.

We shared the cum that squirted, ran our lips over it, up and down the shaft, and Danny stopped playing. Again it was like I wasn’t there. Without words, Danny got on the bed, knees, and elbows down, and Curt walked up behind him.

I watched as an outsider, the boy I had swapped cum with, kissed with passion, and I helped put his dick in Danny. It was what Danny wanted, his hands pulling the finest cheeks apart like something so natural. 

I was in awe. I mean, really. I watched; even moved up close. Danny took Curt with ease, no warming up, just pushed back till there was nothing between them but skin. Talk about, in threw the outdoor.

Again, it was like I didn’t exist. Danny was holding his cheeks apart as Curt tenderly fucked him’ or what it seemed to me. There was talk between them, Curt shaming him that he was a loose fuck and Danny wanting to be hammered and humiliated at the same time.

Curt gave me the ‘cum hither nod’. Danny didn’t even seem to notice and Curt positioned my cock to Danny’s ass. I pushed in all the way and just started fucking. His hole was tight but slick with the load Curt left behind.

I guess we’re born with the knowledge, how to fuck, bring out what we want with no consideration of the other, and that’s what I did. Curt couldn’t do what I was doing because he loved Danny, refused Danny’s cry to fuck him harder, Curt could never give Danny what he wanted.

I, on the other hand, did. Danny was begging me to fuck him, fuck him harder and deeper than Curt ever had or could. I slapped his ass and watched Curt flinch as I pushed Danny’s face-down then pulled out.

His open hole was foamy white and as it started to close I drove back in with no mercy. I fucked him, in a way that was different than Curt; for him, movements in Danny was, love-making. I was fucking him and let him fuck himself on my dick.

Danny was nothing more than a cock whore, he’d pull off then plow back down taking all I had, wanting more. A total bottom. Curt took my right hand and sucked two of my fingers watching Danny take my hard fuck.

For over a year I had jacked off to what I saw in Danny, skin so soft, and eyes so green, just perfect. Now all I could see was a greedy whore wanting me to fuck, faster, harder, with him pushing back at a blinding speed. I saw him hungry for a fuck Curt couldn’t give him.

I wasn’t just a tool for Danny and I couldn’t take my eyes off his boyfriend sucking my fingers; hurt written all over his face. He was fucking his mouth with my fingers, making me harder, Danny getting loud using my cock to bring him to orgasm.

 Curt would look me in the eye, let me explore his mouth with my fingers, then watched Danny work his ass as he became more vocal. A fuck frenzy. Curt pulled my fingers from his mouth, leaned in, and kissed me.

OK, stop. I had jacked off so many times to Danny. Curt’s lips were so soft and tender, the gentle tug on my neck wanting this kiss to go deeper, and then I felt it. Danny cried out as he plowed back against me, I could feel the loose hole spasm around my cock as he came.       

I pushed through it all; Curt’s cum, the colossus tightness of Danny’s ass, my cum, I’d never done this before. I don’t even know where the movements came from, the violent push of my hips, the way I pulled back, everything, and drove in hard.

It seemed to last for a long time, I mean, I lost track of time. I was long dicking on auto piolet, and my upper half was kissing Curt. He stood in front of me cleaning his cock with a tee-shirt; I didn’t hesitate.

I took him in my mouth as my cock was received back into Danny’s hungry ass. His head felt spongy in my mouth. I sucked as I fucked, feeling and tasting things that were new to me.

Danny only slowed then with a newfound goal he started again, using me to fuck, he had to be hurting himself with the force he used.

The cock that grew hard in my mouth grew bigger and I knew it would happen soon. I drove as deep as I could, came like never before, choked on Curt’s cock as he shot down my throat.

“Dude. This is our stop,” Danny told me with a nudge. Wait. What? I’d fallen asleep and came in my pants.

From your Author:

I did it. 4000 words from start to finish. It’s hard for us guys who write what you read. I am two thousand words into the next chapter of a story I’m not sure I want to finish or you want to read. This thing between three boys could go on and on; I see or feel, five more chapters. But, today, this is the end. RJC.