Ron’s Perspective
As we approached our houses, I said to Evan, “You’ve been really quiet since we were at the park. Is something bothering you?” Evan replied, “I was hoping our next camping trip would just be the two of us again.” I said, “We don’t have to bring the guys along on the next trip. I said we’d plan something over the summer, so we could do something by ourselves before then.” Evan said, “Ok. Would you want to go sometime next week? We could go during the week and stay until Sunday.” I replied, “Sure, let me check with mom and dad to make sure they don’t have anything planned for me. So, what are you doing later?” Evan said, “I already told Jenny I wouldn’t be back until late, so I’m up for whatever.” I said, “I’ll see what’s up when I get home and then I’ll call.” Evan said, “Sounds good.” We were in front of my house and I headed inside as Evan walked across the street to his.
As I entered the house, dad asked, “So, how was camping?” I smiled, “It was fire. We want to go again sometime after this weekend, and the other guys want to go sometime this summer." Dad said, “Fire huh. You kids and this new slang. So, now that you graduated and don’t have school, do you want to look at a few cars after I get off work on Tuesday? I figured if we look during the week, maybe we could settle on one so you can get it on Saturday.” I smiled and said, “That would be great! Thanks, dad.” Then he said, “Don’t you mean fire?”, he grinned at me, then added, “Before I forget. Here’s money for a pizza for dinner. Your mom and I are going out to dinner with some friends tonight.” He handed me two twenties. I said, “Thanks. That will work. I gave my mom a kiss on the cheek and then started putting my camping gear away, but not bury it like it had been yesterday morning. After putting my gear away, I went up to take a shower. It felt a lot better than the solar shower even though it was a nice convenience up on the mountain.
I made a sandwich for lunch, even though it was already three o’clock, and then called Evan to let him know my mom and dad were going out to dinner later. He came over a short time after and we went up to play some video games. It wasn’t much later that mom called up from the bottom of the stairs. I walked over to the top of the stairs, and she said, “We’re leaving now. We’re going to see a movie before going to dinner. We’ll lock the door on our way out.” I replied, “Ok, thanks, mom. Have a good time.” After she closed the door at the bottom of the stairs, I immediately went in and told Evan. I stepped over to sit next to him to resume our game but before I could sit down, he grabbed the zipper of my shorts and slid it down, then opened the button. My shorts dropped to the floor. I was boned in an instant and my cock sprang free as Evan pulled my briefs down to my ankles as well. Evan pulled me closer and took my cock in his mouth and began sucking on it. I grinned and said, “You don’t waste any time, do you?” He glanced up at me and I could even make out a grin even with his mouth stuffed with my cock. I pulled off my T and then pulled at his. He reluctantly pulled his mouth off my cock to enable me to pull his T over his head. I said, “Why don’t we move this to my bed so we can sixty-nine?” When he stood up, I took the opportunity to get his shorts and boxer briefs off. We climbed on my bed, and I laid on my back. Evan climbed over me, and we began sucking each other’s cocks. It wasn’t long before our fingers were probing each other’s holes. We moaned on each other’s cocks as we relished the pre that was flooding our mouths as fingers stretched our eager holes. Then Evan pulled his fingers from my butt and his mouth from my cock and said, “I want to fuck you. How about on your knees so I can ram that muscle-butt of yours from behind. I like to watch it as I ram into it.” I wasn’t about to argue. Evan seemed eager to fuck me lately and even though I enjoyed fucking Evan also, I’m liking the new Evan and liking how his cock feels as it’s hitting that spot inside me, making me melt and my brain short circuiting. I was on my knees in no time with my back arched and butt in the air. Evan lubed his cock up and then teased me by rubbing the tip of his cock up and down between my butt cheeks then hesitating at my entrance before teasing again. I finally took advantage of his pause at my entrance to push back onto the head of his cock. Evan laughed and said, “I was waiting for you to do that.” Evan then slowly fed the rest of his cock inside me. It felt so weird how it filled me in such a lit way. I also liked the feel of his soft pubes once he was buried fully inside me, but most of all, I loved when he hit that magic spot inside me and the feel of him slapping into my butt as he fucked me. By the time he was pressed up tightly against me, I already had a string of pre dangling from my cock. I stood up on my knees and Evan kissed my neck before licking me between my shoulder blades. Fuck, that felt hot! Then, Evan reached around me, holding my chest as he began moving in and out, slowly. I moaned in pleasure as he slowly fucked me. He released my chest and I slowly sank back down onto all fours as Evan began fucking me in earnest, slamming into my butt hard, causing slapping sounds to echo in the room. I was seeing stars as he repeatedly hit my magic button. I was moaning in pleasure, and it sometimes sounded like I was whining as he held my hips and battered my butt. Then his one hand dropped from my hip and took hold of my drooling cock. It only took a few strokes, and I was grunting and making unintelligible noises as my cock blasted rope after rope of cum down onto the sheets. Then Evan cried out, “Fuck! I’m gonna cum. Fuck yes! Fuck. Fuck yeah.” Evan collapsed down across my back with his still-stiff cock lodged deeply inside me. I slowly sank down onto my stomach and into my own cum as Evan followed me down and laid on my back. He gave a few more strokes inside me before kissing my neck. We laid like that for a few minutes, catching our breath, then I turned my head and asked him, “Are you ready for my cock now?” He smiled and asked, “Same position?” I said, “Sure, it’s been a while since I pounded you doggy.” He slowly slipped out of me, leaving me feeling empty, but satisfied that I had his cum inside me. Now, it was my turn to fill him with my seed. We switched positions and I lubed up my cock before sliding my shaft between his cheeks, thinking I could almost enjoy doing just that, almost as he was rocking back and forth, enhancing the feel. Then Evan said impatiently, “Ok, enough of that. Fuck me already.” I pulled him up and turned his face so we could kiss, then pushed him back down with my hand between his shoulder blades. I guided the head of my cock to his tight entrance and pushed. At the same time, Evan rocked back, impaling himself on the head of my cock. I reached under him and slowly sank inside until my dark pubes were pressed into his buns. I then began sawing in and out of Evan as he cooed beneath me and encouraged me, “Yeah. Fuck me, Ron. Fuck my ass. Fuck yeah. Right there. Fucking feels good, oh! Fuck yeah, that’s the spot. Keep doing it. Fuck yeah!” I slowly sped up until I was jackhammering into him. He was panting and crying for me to fuck him harder, deeper. I barely touched his cock, and it was spasming and spewing his baby batter all over the bed as his anal muscles spasmed around my stiff cock. I was soon filling him with my own seed as my sweat dripped down on his back. We collapsed down onto the bed catching our breath when my phone’s ringtone sounded. I sighed in frustration but pulled out of Evan and stepped over to my phone. It was Tony. I picked up and asked, “What’s up, Tony?” Evan turned his head toward me after hearing me say, Tony. Tony said, “Hey, Bobby and I are at your door. We rang but no one answered. I tried the door, but it’s locked.” I said, “Mom and dad aren’t home. I’ll be down in a minute to let you in.” Tony replied, “Ok.” Fuck! Fuck! I grabbed some paper towels and Evan, and I hurriedly wiped the cum from ourselves. I said to Evan, “If you want to jump in the shower, I’ll say we were working out and you’re in the shower. That gives me an excuse to grab one after you get done.” Evan agreed and grabbed his stuff and made his way down to the bathroom while I pulled on my clothes before going down to open the door.
As I opened the door, I said, “Evan and I just got done working out. He’s in the shower right now. When he’s done, I’ll order pizza and then get a quick shower myself.” Tony stepped inside and sniffed me as he walked past, “Yeah, you need a shower.” I gave him the eye, “Fuck you. Maybe I’ll come over and give you a hug and get my sweat all over you.” He made a face and then snickered. Bobby just grinned. I asked, “Where’s Greg?” Bobby said, “He said he had to go somewhere with his parents. He’s been acting weird lately.” We went upstairs and they sat on the sofa while I got ready to take a shower. Evan came up shortly after and I went down to get my shower after ordering two large pizzas.
Evan’s Perspective
As soon as I got inside the house, I found a note from mom saying she went to the store. I put my shit away a went up to take a shower. As I showered, I thought of Kevin and Scott blowing us. I couldn’t believe they were willing to do it. I guess they were too afraid we’d spread it around that we caught them fucking. What they didn’t know, haha, was Ron and I had been doing the same thing all day on Saturday. Damn, I was boned up. I thought about beating off in the shower but then remembered that Ron would be calling and maybe we’d have a little private time. I decided to wait. Ron called after I was dressed and said his parents were going out for dinner and he was going to get a pizza. I remembered that Tony had mentioned that they might stop by later, so I thought I’d go over to Ron’s right away. I didn’t know how long Tony, Bobby and Greg would stay and Ron’s parents might return shortly after, so I thought our chance to have a little private time would have to be right after Ron’s parents left.
I went over to Ron’s and we went upstairs to play on his X Box. We had barely started when his mom called up the steps. I heard what she said, so as soon as Ron came in the room repeating his mom and came over to sit back down, I reached over and opened his shorts. When they dropped to the floor, I was happy to see he was already boned. I didn’t waste any time getting him out of his underwear and getting that dick in my mouth. Ron said something about how anxious I was, and I glanced up at him. I smiled but I doubt he could see it with his dick in my mouth. After a minute or so, Ron suggested we move to the bed so we could sixty-nine. As we sucked each other’s dicks, our fingers found their way to each other’s tight holes. After I figured I had loosened Ron up enough, I told him I wanted to fuck him. Ever since that first time I had my dick inside his tight, hot hole, I was hooked. I’m still not sure which I like better, fucking or being fucked. They’re both the bomb. Anyway, I wanted to fuck him on all fours this time. I like to watch his facial expressions as I fuck him, but I also like his tight, muscular ass and the sounds we make as I slam into those hard buns of his. My pubic area fits perfectly against those firm, round orbs. It was funny. The first time I did him this way, when I slammed into those buns, it reminded me of a quarter bouncing off of a firm mattress, haha. Anyway, we both skeeted one right after the other. I had only stroked Ron’s dick a few times before I felt his dick pulsing while his ass clamped down on my own dick. That took me over the edge and I was soon flooding his ass with my white goo. We both collapsed down onto the bed, well actually, I was still on top of Ron and inside him. I even pumped him a few more times as we caught our breaths.
After we laid there a few minutes, Ron wanted to fuck me in the same position. At first, he kept just sliding his dick up and down between my ass cheeks. I wanted him, no, needed him inside me. I told him to stop fucking around and just stick it in me. When I felt the tip of his dick at my hole, I pushed back onto it. I needed him inside me, now! God, it felt good getting pounded, especially when he hits that spot, which he’s good at. My insides turn to mush and my brain goes into overload. I’m not sure what come out of my mouth sometimes. Anyway, Ron barely touched my dick and I was skeeting all over the place. Then I felt Ron skeeting inside me, breeding me with his hot seed. That’s another thing I love; the way his dick feels as it pumps out his seed inside me. We were just catching our breath when Ron’s phone went off. I thought he might let it go to voicemail, but he pulled out of me and answered it. It was Tony. They were at Ron’s front door. Ron suggested I get in the shower, and he’d tell them we had been working out. Haha, one fucking hell of a workout.
When I got back upstairs, Tony and Bobby were on the sofa. Ron called for pizza while I went into Ron’s bedroom to get dressed. When I came out, Ron had already gone down for a shower and Tony and Bobby were going into Ron’s bedroom to play a game on the X Box. I went down to grab a drink. When I came back up, I heard Bobby say, “You’re right, it does smell funky in here, like my bedroom after I just finished tossing one out.” Tony said, “TMI, dude!” Bobby said, “Yeah, but isn’t that sus? Ron said they were working out.” Tony said, “Maybe he meant they were each working one out.” They both began laughing and I decided to enter like I hadn’t heard them. They immediately quieted down and I felt a little uncomfortable. What were they really thinking? They resumed their game and were just talking back and forth as they competed in Call of Duty. Then Ron came in wrapped in a towel, “So, are you guys winning?” Bobby said, “It’s close. Tony keeps getting killed.” Tony said, “Me? You’ve been killed more than me!” Bobby replied, “No I haven’t. You were killed way more than me.” Tony snickered as he turned his gun on Bobby’s character and began firing. Bobby laughed, “You’re such an ass. Dude, come on. Be serious.” I couldn’t resist watching Ron as he dropped the towel and began getting dressed. Bobby and Tony had their eyes on the screen, playing the game, at least that’s what I figured. I asked Ron, “So, how long do you think your mom and dad will be gone?” He replied, “Well, the movie will probably be two hours long and then an hour for the restaurant, so I guess three hours or so, which means we have at least two hours left. Speaking of which, I need to go down and wait for the pizza. It should be here soon.” I said, “I’ll come down with you and grab the drinks.”
Once we got downstairs, I told Ron what I had overheard. He looked at me and said, “Fuck, we didn’t have time to clean up the bed. It’s not like either of them will get on the bed though. So what if they think I was stroking one out. It’s not like they don’t jerk off in their own rooms.” I said, “Yeah, if it was only you, but we told them we were working out. Tony insinuated we were, as he put it, working one out.” Ron laughed, “Never heard of a circle jerk?” That gave me an idea but before I could say anything, the doorbell rang. The pizza was here. Ron paid for the pizza and soda and set them aside. I noticed a smaller box on top of the two larger ones and asked Ron, “What’s in the smaller box?” Ron replied, “It’s a giant chocolate chip cookie. We tried one before and they’re pretty good.” I grinned and said, “No fucking way!” I then told Ron my idea.
We took the pizza and soda with cups upstairs. Tony and Bobby were just coming out of Ron’s room, laughing. It looked like they were a little boned, but I didn’t say anything. We ate the pizza, all of it and then Ron asked what everyone wanted to do. Bobby suggested strip darts. It seemed like everyone was fine with that. That’s when I said, “Why don’t we up the ante.” Ron played along, “Such as?” I said, “Well, I think the loser should have to do more than be naked first.” Tony chimed in, “Hey, I suck at darts and with Greg not being here, I’m almost guaranteed to lose. If we’re going to make the loser pay some kind of penalty, I say we play cards instead.” I smiled. Tony wasn’t concerned as much about the loser having to do something as much as making the game fair for him. I looked at Ron, and he said, “Sounds fair. Anyone have a problem with playing strip poker instead?” I shrugged and Bobby said, “Sounds good to me.” I went downstairs and retrieved the other box. When I brought it up, I opened it. Tony said, “It’s a cookie!” Bobby eyed me suspiciously, “Are we going to eat it?” I said, “I was reading online about a game guys play in college. They do a circle jerk and as each one cums, he shoots it on a biscuit or cookie. The last one to cum has to eat the cookie.” Tony made a face and said, “Ewwww! What the fuck! I thought we were playing strip poker.” I said, “We are, but what I’m suggesting is that after the game is over, we stroke one out on the cookie, then the loser has to eat it.” Bobby asked, “The whole thing, or just take a bite?” I smiled, “No, the whole thing.” Tony said, “I don’t know. That seems a little extreme.” I looked at Tony, and asked, “Look me in the eye and tell me you never tasted your own skeet.” Tony turned red and grinned sheepishly but didn’t say anything. I looked at Bobby and asked, “You?” Bobby grinned and said, “I think every kid has, but not someone else’s. I might have to draw the line there.” Ron then said, “Can I make a suggestion?” Everyone looked to him to see what he had to say. He said, “I guess this is a big step for us. I understand what the loser might think the rest of us might say after he eats the cookie and everyone’s cum. What if we all had to take a bite of the cookie? We each have to take a quarter. That way, none of us can say a word about it to anyone else.” I asked, “So, what’s the point in having a loser if we all have to take a bite?” Ron replied, “The loser gets the last quarter, which of course, will have the most cum on it. The winner gets first choice of the quarter and second place gets second choice. We all have to take a quarter, but the loser gets the last one. Sound fair?” Bobby and Tony looked at each of us, trying to gauge what we were thinking. Bobby said, “Sounds fair to me, although don’t blame me if I puke after eating my quarter.” Everyone laughed. I said, “I’m in.” We all looked to Tony. He grinned and said, “Ok. Just so you know, Greg would never go along with this.” I reminded him, “Greg’s not here.”
We decided to play on the coffee table, so everyone was exposed above the shins. We played five-card-draw and I was soon down to my shorts and underwear. Bobby still had his T on and so did Ron. Tony hadn’t lost anything yet, but that changed as he lost the next two hands and was tied with Bobby and Ron. Bobby lost the next one and then I lost my shorts. I hadn’t expected to lose, but it wasn’t looking good. Ron lost his T, followed by Bobby losing his pants, joining me in our underwear. Yeah, he was boned. Tony then lost his T, followed by his pants, making it a three-way tie with Bobby and me. Bobby lost the next hand and would be the loser and get the last quarter. Bobby had a look of dread on his face. Ron then lost his shorts evening things up with the three of us. I lost the next hand and Tony was next. Ron had won. We all looked at each other. Ron said, “I guess I need to get naked too if we’re all going to cream on that cookie.” Tony giggled. Bobby still looked a little uncomfortable. After Ron shed his underwear, we all stood up and looked around. Every one of us was boned, including Bobby. Ron slowly began stroking his dick, so I joined him. Tony giggled nervously, but joined us, followed by Bobby. Once we were all stroking our dicks, we seemed to be getting into it, watching each other stroke. I was surprised when Bobby was the first to begin skeeting all over the cookie. Some of course overshot and landed on the table or inside the box. Tony was the next to paint the cookie. Fuck, he skeeted a fucking huge load! I was thinking that it may not matter who chose first. That fucking cookie was getting glazed! Ron had better aim but I think his balls weren’t as full as Bobby and Tony’s due to our earlier adventure. Mine wasn’t any better, but the cookie didn’t have much of a dry spot. There was only one tiny edge that had a dry spot.
We all watched Ron as he picked that quarter and put it in his mouth as Tony and Bobby made faces and ewww noises. Ron kept a straight face as he chewed up the cookie and swallowed it. Then everyone looked at Tony. Tony reached for his quarter of the cookie and suddenly said, “I changed my mind”, then ran into Ron’s bedroom. He tried closing the door, I assume, to lock it, but we overpowered him. He dove onto the bed and tried to hide under the covers. He was laughing as we grabbed him and began tickling him. My hands were ‘accidentally’ touching places that weren’t usually ticklish. Ron was doing the same, and It seemed like Bobby was too, but It could have just been wishful thinking. I noticed that Tony’s semi after he had creamed on the cookie was now a full bone again. It took a while, but he eventually agreed to take his quarter of the cookie. When he got up from the bed, I had to take a second look. He was hard as fuck!
We walked back into the other room, and I noticed Bobby was boned again too. Tony picked up his quarter and took a bite, making a face as he chewed, then shoved the rest in his mouth and chewed for the longest time before swallowing. It was now my turn, and I was wondering what the cum cocktail between the four of us would taste like. I knew I couldn’t show how excited I was to find out, so I took a small bite and feigned a sour face, then shoved the rest in my mouth. Fuck, what a salty, creamy taste, mixing with the sweet, chocolatey flavor of the cookie. It was hard not to look like I had just tasted the juiciest steak ever. I faked a sour face after I swallowed. It was now up to Bobby. He looked around and shrugged, “I guess you guys did it, so here goes.” He bit off half of his quarter and chewed it. I glanced down at his dick. The fucking thing had a string of pre hanging from it! He swallowed, then put the rest in his mouth and chewed on it before swallowing. As I looked around, every one of us was boned. Then Ron’s phone chimed. He looked and said, “It’s mom.” He talked to her for a minute, then said, “They’re on their way home.” We scrambled to get dressed and clean things up, then Ron followed us down and let us out.
Tony’s Perspective
I was about to take a bite out of the cum-covered cookie. I knew what my cum tasted like but had no idea if the other guy’s cum tasted the same. I’d heard it depends on your diet. I was always up for having fun with my friends, especially Ron. He was my bestie and I sometimes got a little jealous after he began hanging with Evan all the time. Anyway, I guess I’m the clown of our group and decided to bring a little chaos into the mix and run for it. After I got into Ron’s bedroom, I couldn’t close the door. I really didn’t want to anyway. Obviously, I wanted attention, hehe. I dove for the bed and knowing they were going to tickle me, I tried to hide under the covers. Then it hit me. The damp spots smelled like cum and sweat. It was intoxicating, even with the three of them grabbing me and tickling me. They were also grabbing spots that weren’t ticklish, but that cum and sweat odor had my head swimming. I wasn’t sure why, nor cared. Then they pulled me from the covers and losing that overpowering scent, I relented.
Bobby’s Perspective
I was surprised, yet not really, when Tony bolted into Ron’s bedroom after saying he changed his mind. We all converged on him and began trying to tickle him through the blankets. As we tried to get the blankets off him to tickle him properly, I dove in at his legs. Then I smelled it. That odor we had smelled when we first entered the room earlier. Cum and sweat. Then I realized I wasn’t just tickling Tony, I was grabbing his butt, his cock and his butt. Fuck, what was I doing. I was boned! Then Tony gave up and we moved back into the other room. I was in a daze as I watched Tony eat his quarter of the cookie. I was wondering how much of my own cum was on that piece. Evan seemed to make a face when he ate his, I felt good thinking about him eating my cum. He could be intimidating at times and right now I felt like he was brought down a peg, eating our cum. Then it was my turn. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but my cock was stiff as fuck. The cookie tasted better than I expected. It tasted really good to be truthful. Fuck! What am I thinking? Then Ron’s phone lit up and things got chaotic. We were soon out of Ron’s place and Evan walked across the street and me and Tony walked home, in silence.
To be continued
