Bobby’s Perspective
As I shampooed my hair, I began to think of Chad, and how he had touched my lower back, just above my suit. It had caused me to bone up instantly. As I rinsed my hair and grabbed the soap, I grinned to myself. I was boned again just at the thought of Chad’s touch. I began slowly stroking my cock with a soapy hand. It felt good. I suddenly froze as Chad’s voice directly behind me asked, “Want help with that?” My hand dropped from my cock and I stammered, “I, uh, sometimes I,OH!” I yelled as Chad stepped directly behind me, reached around, and grasped my stiff cock. Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! What do I do? My cock was throbbing in his grasp. When we had stroked each other off on the cookies, it was like a dare thing. It didn’t mean anything, at least in my mind. This was different, way different I thought as I felt Chad’s own bone pressing into my right butt cheek. Chad said, “The soap makes a good lube in the shower, doesn’t it?” I didn’t respond. I couldn’t respond. I was afraid if I moved a muscle, including my mouth, I would start skeeting immediately. Chad’s hand began moving, gliding back and forth on my cock. I was afraid to even breathe. I felt Chad’s warm breath against my ear as he asked, “Doesn’t this feel good, Bobby?” Oh God! What do I do? I still couldn’t talk. I was so afraid I’d embarrass myself and start skeeting all over the shower tiles. Then Chad moved around in front of me and looked into my eyes as he continued to stroke me. He took the soap from my hands and lathered it up, them resumed stroking my cock as he used his other soapy hand to stroke his own stiff rod. I looked at it as he stroked it. It was about the same six inches as mine and maybe a little thicker, creamy white and veiny with a purple, arrow-shaped head. He saw me looking at it, and asked, “Like it? You can touch it if you want. Go on. Touch it.” I was still frozen in place. He took my hand and wrapped my fingers around his stiff, warm cock. My own cock throbbed as I felt it. Chad smiled, “You like it, don’t you?” I didn’t respond. He began moving my hand, stroking his cock with it. It seemed so different than with the guys. This was intimate. This wasn’t a game we were playing or was it? Was this a game for Chad? He continued stroking my cock as he used my hand to stroke his own. He released my hand and I found myself continuing to stroke him. He smiled again, “Yeah, that’s it. Stoke my cock. I know you like it, don’t you?” I gave a quick nod before I even realized I had. I did like it but should I have admitted it? We continued to stroke each other, and I felt like I was getting close. Chad looked into my eyes and asked, “Want to feel something even better?” I just looked at him, wondering what he meant by that. He released my cock and let the water wash away the soap while I continued stroking his cock. Once the water had washed the soap away, Chad dropped to his knees and took my cock in his hand again, then he leaned forward and licked my cock from my balls up to the tip. I gasped and my cock jumped and leaked out pre like a valve had suddenly opened too far. I gasped again as he took my cock into his mouth. He bobbed on it as I steadied myself by holding on to his shoulders. He pulled his mouth off my cock and looked up at me, “Feels great, doesn’t it?” I nodded, then he took me back in his mouth again. He was stroking his own cock again as he sucked mine. My brain was in overload. I couldn’t have a rational thought. It was all sensory overload, the feel of his lips gliding back and forth on my cock with his tongue swirling in circles on the underside. Then I felt it, “Chad! I’m about to cum! Please! I’m gonna cum!” Chad didn’t pull off. I pushed against his shoulder, but he grabbed the backs of my thighs and held on. I cried out, “Chad!” I saw stars as I began skeeting into Chad’s mouth. It was so intense, I thought I was going to pass out. As the last of my cum dribbled into Chad’s mouth, my knees turned into rubber. The only thing keeping me vertical was my hands on Chad’s shoulders and my back against the tile wall. As I caught my breath, I looked down at Chad. There were several globs of cum on the tile floor, slowly being washed down the drain. Chad slowly withdrew his mouth from my still-stiff cock and looked up at me with a wide grin. Then he slowly stood, keeping me steady as he did. He caught me by surprise as he leaned in and kissed me, his tongue found its way between my lips and brushed back and forth across my teeth. My lips parted involuntarily and his tongue forced its way into my mouth. I tasted my cum on his lips as he kissed me. Fuck, my cock was throbbing again. Then he broke the kiss and moved back slightly, still making sure I didn’t collapse like an inflatable toy after being spiked by a sharp object. He asked, “Are you ok?” I nodded, realizing I was regaining my legs. He said, “Good. I hope we can do this again, maybe after practice on Thursday. Would you like that?” I stammered, “I, I’m not, I mean, ok.” Chad smiled and gave me another brief kiss and a few jerks on my still throbbing cock, then said, “Maybe next time you can return the favor”, then he turned and left the showers, grabbing his towel on the way. I remained against the tiles of the shower wall reflecting on what had just occurred. What the fuck had we just done? I let Chad suck my cock! It had been fire! I grinned as I recalled how it felt when I had skeeted in Chad’s mouth. I had tried to push him off me, but he had refused. He had wanted me to skeet in his mouth! What the actual fuck?!! I remembered looking at Chad’s cock. Creamy white with blue veins, the purple head that felt pliable and silky. I wondered how it would feel in my mouth. No! That is so wrong. Why would I want to put another guy’s cock in my mouth. I wouldn’t, would I? My cock throbbed again, wanting attention. I leaned against the shower wall as I stroked my cock once more. I heard the door to the locker room close, signaling that Chad had left. As I stroked my cock, I recalled the scene that had just transpired, then imagined dropping to my knees and as I put my mouth around Chad’s cock, my own cock exploded, sending another batch of baby batter down the shower drain. After recovering, I turned off the shower, grabbed my towel and dried myself as I walked back to my locker in a zombie-like state. I couldn’t get what had happened out of my head. A dude had sucked my cock. It felt so fire! Chad had even taken my load in his mouth! Suddenly, I thought about the cookies. Was that so different? Chad had just tasted it straight from the source. Fuck! What am I thinking, or more to the point, what have I been doing?
Ron’s Perspective
After breakfast, Tony called. He asked if Ron was still there. I told him he had left as soon as he got up. He was meeting Jenny later. Tony was silent for a while and I asked, “Are you still there?” He replied, “Yeah.” I asked, “Are you ok?” He replied, "I guess.” I said, “Look, I know you’re not a fan of Evan, and I hope you’re not disappointed that he stayed over last night. Are you?” Silence for several seconds. Tony wasn’t happy about Evan sleeping over. I finally said, “Look, I won’t lie to you and tell you nothing happened between us last night. What I will tell you is that things between Evan and me are different than what they are between us.” Tony said, “Really? How different?” I said, “I’d rather not have this discussion over the phone. I’d rather talk to you in person, so you can see what I have to tell you is from the heart.” Tony said, “Ok. Why don’t I come down to your place after we play ball?” I said, “I’d like that.” Tony’s voice had changed, it seemed more upbeat. I wasn’t sure how well our conversation would go later, but I was glad he no longer seemed depressed.
I met Tony and Bobby in front of Tony’s place, and we headed up to the park. Something about Bobby seemed off. I wasn’t sure what it was, but he seemed a little distracted. It showed during our games. He missed several passes and his shot was off. It was another day in the high nineties with the sun beating down like a flame thrower directed on us. After the third game, everyone had enough. After sitting in the shade drinking water, I asked Tony and Evan if they were ready to head down. Tony nodded, but Bobby seemed to not hear. I asked him again, “Bobby, ready to head down?” He looked startled, and then replied, “Nah, I think I’m going to shoot around a little. My game was off today.” Tony grinned, “You can say that again. You seemed to be somewhere else the entire time.” I didn’t want Bobby to feel bad about his play, “Tony’s being a little brutal, as usual” I grinned, “but you do seem a little distracted. Is everything ok?” Bobby half-smiled, “Yeah. Swim practice was more intense than usual yesterday, that’s all. Maybe I’ll stop down later if you want.” I said, “Sure. You know you’re welcome any time.” Tony and I then got up and headed back down. Kevin and Scott had already headed off to ‘take their walk’ to cool off.
Tony and I walked into thee house and I asked him, “Want to get a shower?” He nodded, then asked, “When can we have that conversation we talked about?” I thought maybe we should do it right away. I had already admitted what Tony had suspected, that Evan and I had been messing around sexually. I may as well clear things up. I said, “Let’s go upstairs.”
Once we got upstairs, we sat down on my small sofa. I looked into Tony’s eyes and said, “I was avoiding having this conversation with both you and Evan. I know you both suspected that the other one was doing some of the same things as they were, with me.” Well, that sounded clear as mud. I laughed nervously, then began, “Evan and I began messing around after a dare. We ended up sucking each other’s cocks, but stopped short of cumming, even though it was too late and we shot our loads anyway, him as he pulled on his briefs and me moments later, mostly in my hands. Tony grinned. It was a good sign from my perspective. Anyway, it progressed and I ended up fucking him. He seemed to not want to be intimate, you know, kissing and stuff. During our camping trip, he seemed to change and suddenly seemed to want to be intimate. It surprised me, but it also made me think maybe there could be more.” I could tell Tony wasn’t happy with what I was saying, and I figured he wouldn’t be, but he stayed silent to let me finish. I continued, “Then, he began seeing Jenny more frequently and we had our own little mutual physical discovery. I had never thought we’d do things like that together, but we did. Then we went camping together. It was wild. I had a great time and my feelings toward you started changing. It scared the fuck out of me. I was afraid that it might all come crashing down and at some point, I’d lose my best friend. That didn’t happen, but then I reminded myself that I was heading off to college at the end of Summer and that you had only experienced things with me, and that it would be selfish of me to want you to not pursue things with others, whether it be girls or guys.” Tony interrupted, “But I already told you, I don’t want anyone else.” I smiled, “I know you did, but I thought that might just be a reaction to what I said. How do you know, unless you see other people? Anyway, let me say what I had planned to. Yes, I have been doing things with Evan. I’ve come to realize that it feels different, I mean with you. I still think you should see other people while I’m away, and if you find you’ve found that someone else is the one for you, I’ll understand, but things with Evan seem to be like just messing around, having sex. With you, Tony, it’s like we’re making love. I want you to be a part of me when we’re having sex. I want to feel that I’m giving you everything I can to make you feel fire. I’m not looking for my own pleasure, but yours.” Tony smiled and asked, “Are you saying you’re falling for me as hard as I’ve fallen for you?” Fuck! A tear rolled down my cheek as I nodded. Tony jumped on top of me as he began kissing me. I loved his sweaty body joyfully kissing me, but I had to stop him and explain, “Tony! Listen! I think you missed the part where I said I want you to see other people while I’m away, just to make sure.” Tony smiled as he gave me another quick kiss before saying, “I heard what you said. I’ll think about it, but I know I’ll wait for you. Just make sure you’ll come back to me. I warn you; if you don’t, I’ll hunt you down.” I couldn’t help but smile. This went better than I’d hoped. Then Tony shocked the fuck out of me, saying, “I’m not jealous anymore. I don’t care if you mess around with Evan. It’s ok. I know you love me now.” Love him? Fuck yeah, I love him. Will we make it through college? I was now hopeful that we might. As I looked up at Tony’s smiling face, I asked, “Want to get that shower now?” Tony’s grin grew even wider as he shook his head. Then I realized he was holding my arms at my wrists. I knew I could’ve easily change that, but I was curious as to what he was planning on doing. He said, “We can shower later. I don’t mind smelling your sweaty body.” I laughed and asked, “Are you saying I stink?” He laughed, “Yeah, but in a nice way. Can’t you tell? It gets me hard,” I could feel his stiff cock through his shorts as he began grinding into my abs. He snickered as he said, “Even your sweaty pits make me horny”, then he leaned forward and sniffed my left pit. I wrinkled my nose and said, “You’re disgusting, you nasty, naughty boy.” He giggled, then licked my pit, causing me to gasp. Tony grinned at me, “Not bad, a little salty.” I couldn’t hold my laughter. Then he surprised me by letting go of my right wrist and holding his left pit to my nose. I moved my right hand to his shoulder to shove him away but stopped. His scent was causing my head to swim and my cock to throb. He sat back up, pulling his pit back, then smiled at me, “I though you would shove me away. Wait, you look confused?” I quickly grabbed his neck and pulled him into a kiss as we ground our stiff cocks together. We continued kissing as we worked our clothes off, then ground our naked, pre-leaking cocks together. We broke our kiss so we could pull off each other’s T, then resumed our kiss while our cocks slid against each other in our combined slick pre. We broke our kiss and Tony was looking down at me with a mischievous grin. I asked, “What’s with that evil grin of yours.” Tony giggled and then asked, “Can I fuck you, Ron?” I smiled and thought about his request, then asked, “What position?” Tony said, “Well, even though I love staring at your awesomely handsome face, I’d like to feel those perfect, hard buns as I pound into you.” I couldn’t help but chuckle. He let me flip over onto my stomach, then I spread my legs for him. Tony grabbed the lube and began lubing me up with his middle finger. When he started to add a second finger, I said, “No, I want your cock in me, Tony.” He asked, “Are you sure? I wanted to give you three fingers to open you up first.” I said, “No, it’s ok. I want your cock in me.” Tony lubed his cock, and then I felt the tip pressing into me. I gasped when the head of his cock broke through. He asked, “Are you ok?” I nodded, then said, “Yeah, just go slow, but keep going.” His cock was definitely stretching my rarely used hole, but even though it burned a little, it also felt good feeling him inside me. Soon, Tony’s hips were pressed against my buns and his pubes were tickling them. Tony sighed above me, “Fuck. Your buns feel amazing, so much firm muscle.” I laughed, “Stop flattering me and start fucking.” He giggled, then began slowly sawing in and out. It felt so fucking fire. My aching cock throbbed beneath me, pressed tightly into the mattress. Tony kissed my right shoulder blade, “Fuck, you feel so good, so tight and hot, and your ass feels like I firm pillow.” I chuckled at the last part. A pillow? Haha. I said, “Fuck me, Tony! I thought you said you were going to pound my ass.” Tony giggled, “I’m getting there. Let me enjoy this first.” Yeah, I was enjoying it too. Then Tony turned it up a notch and began speeding up. He was now hitting my love-button on each thrust, causing grunts and moans from me, “Yes! That’s it, Tony. Pound my ass!” Soon, his hips were bouncing off my buns as we both grunted. Then Tony’s rhythm started becoming erratic, “Fuck! Fuck! Getting close. Gonna cum!” Hearing that, I cried out, “Fuck yeah, Tony. Breed me! Fill me with your seed!” Then I felt him throbbing inside me and the pressure as he filled me with his warm cum. He slowly collapsed onto my back. His chest was heaving as he caught his breath. He laid his head between my shoulder blades and palmed my shoulders. Once he caught his breath, Tony said softly, “Fuck, I could lay like this forever.” I chuckled, “What, am I a bed now?” Tony giggled, “You could be, though the pillow is in the wrong place.” He giggled at his own joke, then I rolled to my side, causing him to fall off me and his cock to slide free of my hole. I rolled over on top of him and forced his knees apart, “My turn now?” He nodded his head and said, “I’d like that, please.” I lubed him up. He didn’t refuse my third finger. Then I slowly buried my cock into him as I pinned his knees to his chest. I kissed him as I began making love to him. I was in no hurry as I made sure to glide by his prostate on each thrust. I broke the kiss only to move to his jaw and the nape of his neck as he made cooing sounds while I continued in a slow rhythm. He wrapped his arms around my back and suddenly let out a loud moan. His cock throbbed between us, and I felt him skeeting between us. I continued my rhythm and soon his breathing returned to normal as he said in a whisper, “Keep fucking me, Ron. Make love to me.” His voice sounded dreamy. My heart felt so full at this moment as I continued to make love to my best friend. Then I felt like I could hold back no longer. I said softly, “I’m about to fill you with my cum, Tony.” Tony said in a faraway voice, “Breed me. Fill me with your baby-makers, Ron”, then suddenly his voice got louder, “Fuck! I’m cumming again!” We came together. I planted my seed inside him, and he squirted his third batch between us, joining his second. As the last of my seed trickled out inside Tony, I laid on top of him, kissing his neck as we caught our breath once again. We were a sweaty, cummy contented mess. After a few minutes, I lifted my head to look at my dreamy-eyed lover with the goofy smile on his face. I brushed the hair from his face and asked, “Ready to get that shower now?” He grinned and said, “I don’t think my legs will work.” I reached under his butt with one hand and his lower back with the other, then lifted him off the bed. He yelped as I said, “Then I guess I’ll have to carry you.” He wrapped his legs behind my lower back and giggled the whole way down to the bathroom. Once I closed the door behind us, I let him down. We separated and Tony grinned as he looked at the glossy skin on our abs and chests from two of his three loads. After the water heated up, we stepped into the shower. I shampooed his hair, then soaped up his body, cleaning every square inch of it as he looked at me dreamily. I smiled and said, “What’s that goofy smile for?” Tony smiled and said, “I’m in love.” I gave him a soft kiss, and said, “I may be too.”
After our shower, we went back upstairs, climbed into my bed and cuddled. We dozed off minutes later.
Bobby’s perspective
After shooting around a little more, I decided to take a break in the shade. I began thinking of Chad and what we had done. Fuck, he had sucked my cock for fucks sake! I was boned. I looked around and noticed the park was empty except for some smaller kids playing on the swings, sliding board and monkey bars. I looked to the woods and then had an idea. I picked up Ron’s basketball and began walking onto the trail. I walked for a little until I found a smaller path and took it a little ways until I noticed a clearing with ferns off to the right. I walked into the clearing and set the ball down. My cock was throbbing. I reached into my shorts and wrapped my hand around it. It was wet with pre. I lowered my shorts and briefs below my nuts and began stroking my cock as I imagined Chad sucking me. I closed my eyes as I slowly stroked my cock, imagining Chad’s lips moving back and forth over my stiff rod.
Suddenly, I heard the snap of a stick cracking. My eyes shot open. Then I heard someone say, “Well, well. What do we have here? Want help with that?” I turned to my right where the voice was coming from and saw Kevin and Scott walking toward me. I didn’t even realized that my hand was still wrapped around my cock with my shorts and briefs now down around my ankles. As they stepped beside me, Scott said, “We asked if you want help with that.” I stammered, “Um, I uh, I was just about to leave.” Kevin grinned, “Sure didn’t look like that to me. Looks like a nice piece of meat ya got there in your hand.” I flinched when he wrapped his hand around mine and asked, “Ever have someone else help you out? Ever help someone else out?” I couldn’t say anything. I just watched with my mouth wide open as Scott pushed his shorts down and grabbed his own stiff cock. It was similar to mine, maybe not quite as thick. I didn’t realize I was obviously staring at Scott’s cock when I heard Kevin say, “Looks like he likes what he sees, Scott. Then Scott turned to Kevin and slid Kevin’s shorts down too. My eyes slowly drifted to Kevin’s cock. It was slightly longer that mine and Scott’s but about the same thickness as mine. I could see a drop of pre glistening at the tip. I heard Scott say, “He’s mesmerized by your cock, Kev.” It startled me when Kevin pulled my hand off my own cock and pulled it over to his own. He said softly, “Go ahead. Wrap your hand around it. It won’t bite.” Scott laughed and then I inhaled sharply as Scott wrapped his hand around my cock. I was in a daze. My head was telling me to run but my feet wouldn’t move, and my eyes were glued to the cock that my hand was now wrapped around and stroking. I heard Kevin say, “Yeah, that feels good. Keep doing that. Bobby, right?” I still didn’t have a voice, but I gave a stiff nod. Fuck, Scott’s hand felt good. It was kind of like our circle jerk with the cookies, but I didn’t know these guys very well. They didn’t know me hardly either, but it didn’t seem to bother them. I heard Scott say, “I think Bobby here likes your big cock, Kev. You do, don’t you, Bobby?” I just continued staring at the cock I was stroking. I heard Scott ask, “Can you keep a secret, Bobby?” I wasn’t sure what he meant so I didn’t respond. Instead, I just kept staring at Kevin’s cock and stroking it. I don’t know why. Ron’s is bigger, and even Evan’s is, but my eyes remained glued to it. Scott squeezed my cock, drawing my attention to Scott. He was smiling at me. He asked again, “Can you keep a secret, Bobby?” This time I gave a quick nod. Scott dropped to his knees in front of me and I yelled, “Fuck!” as Scott took me in his mouth. Kevin said, “Shhh! So, you do have a voice.” I felt Scott chuckle on my cock. Fuck! Here I was in the middle of the woods stroking one guys cock that I barely knew while another was sucking my cock. It was fucking insane! It was fucking fire! It felt so good, both getting sucked and stroking the warm cock I had my hand around. I watched as my cock disappeared into Scott’s mouth the reappeared. Then Scott pulled off my cock and stood back up. I was a little disappointed. Scott said, “Nice cock, Bobby. Remember, it’s a secret.” I just nodded. Scott and Kevin both put their hand on my shoulders and were pushing down gently. Scott said, “Why don’t you get a closer look at Kevin’s nice cock. Don’t worry. It won’t bite.” I resisted, and Kevin said, “It’s ok. It’s our little secret. We just want you to get a closer look. I mean the way you were staring at it. We figured you’d want to see it up close.” They were pressing down harder, and slowly, I was lowering myself down to my knees in a daze as they coaxed me on. I was soon eye-level with Kevin’s cock. It was inches from my face. I heard Scott say, “Doesn’t it look better up close, Bobby?” I could see every vein and the arrow-shaped head. A clear drop of pre glistened at the tip. It jerked up and I jumped back. Kevin and Scott both laughed, then Kevin said, “Sorry. I was just messing with you. It won’t bite.” Scott said, “It might spit though”, then laughed. Kevin said, “Don’t let Scott scare you, Bobby. Go ahead. Get a good look. You like what you see, don’t you?” Somehow it was now closer than before, the glistening head barely two inches from my lips. I felt Scott’s hand on my shoulder pulling me toward it. I resisted. Scott said, “Go ahead. Give it a kiss.” I resisted, but somehow it was now barely an inch from my lips. I stared at it. My head swam with contradicting commands, ‘Run!’, ‘Go ahead, just give it a kiss’, ‘Put you mouth on it’, Give that pre a taste’. I heard Kevin say, “It’s ok, Bobby. I know you want to. We promise it will be our secret. Fuck, Scott had yours in his mouth.” Before I knew it, my lips were against the wet tip of Kevin’s cock. I heard him say, “See? It’s not bad, am I right?” Kevin then moved his cock back and forth, spreading his pre across my lips. I pulled back a few inches. Scott said, “See, it doesn’t bite.” Then Kevin said, “He likes it.” I hadn’t realized that I was licking my lips. Scott said, “Yeah, he does. Look at his cock throbbing and drooling.” I glanced down to see Scott was right. I had a string of pre dangling from the tip of my cock. I must have turned beet red as I felt my face flush. Kevin then said, “Why don’t you give it a lick? You know you want to.” Did I? Did I want to put another boy’s cock in my mouth? No, that’s not what he said. He just wants me to lick it. That’s all. That’s all? Scott said, “You know you want to, Bobby. Just do it.” My brain was telling me no, but suddenly my tongue came out and licked at the head of Kevin’s cock. It wasn’t bad.” Scott said, “Yeah! I knew you could do it.” Kevin said, “Fuck, that felt good. Please, do it again.” As I stuck my tongue out to repeat what I had just done, Kevin moved back slightly making me stick out my tongue further. I licked the head again, letting my taste buds savor his pre. Suddenly, Kevin was tapping the top of my tongue with his cock. I pulled my tongue back. Kevin said, “No, stick your tongue back out again. It feels really good to tap my cock on that warm, wet tongue, please Bobby. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I did what he asked and he was soon slapping his cock on my tongue again. I could taste his pre as it spattered across my tongue.
Then Scott said, “Let me try it. Come on, Bobby. I had your cock in my mouth.” He did have a point. Kevin pulled back and said, “Yeah, let Scott have a turn. Please Bobby.” He did say please. Soon it was Scott’s cock bouncing on my tongue. His pre tasted different that Kevin’s, a little more bitter but not too bad. Suddenly, Scott pushed forward, shoving his cock into my mouth. I started pulling back but Scott grabbed my head and said, “It’s ok, Bobby. You have a hot mouth. Just let me.” He began moving his cock back and forth inside my mouth, then said, “It’ll feel better if you close your lips around it.” Kevin said, “Go ahead, Bobby. You can do this.” Slowly, I closed my lips around Scott’s cock as he continued moving back and forth, fucking my mouth. The feel of the cock was strange, alien to me. I wasn’t supposed to be doing this but I found that it wasn’t unpleasant, although every now and then he went too far, causing me to choke. Kevin then said, “That’s fucking hot! Let me have a try.” Scott pulled his cock from my mouth and at first, I thought Kevin was going to let Scott fuck his mouth, so I started getting up. Scott put his hand on my shoulder and asked, “Where do you think you’re going?” I stammered, “I thought you were going to…” They both laughed, and Scott said, “Fuck no. We suck each other all the time.” Then Kevin’s Cock was at my lips and soon was sliding between them. Then I heard Scott say, “Look at him go!” Then I realized that Kevin was no longer moving. It was me! I was sliding my lips back and forth across Kevin’s cock. I realized this was actually better because I could control how deep I went. Then Kevin suddenly grabbed my head and said, “Fuck!” An alarm went off in my head. I knew what that meant, and I felt Kevin’s cock swell. I couldn’t pull off. Kevin was holding my head. No! His cock began throbbing and pumping his skeet into my mouth. Fucking gross! Yet it wasn’t gross. It wasn’t bad at all, a little nutty, a little salty, and a touch sweet? Maybe. Kevin’s hands loosened on my head and yet I waited until I was sure he was spent. Then Kevin pulled hi cock from my lips. I looked up to see him smiling down at me. He said, “That was fire, Bobby. Thanks. That was great for your first time. It was your first time, wasn’t it.?” I nodded, feeling my face flush. Then Scott stepped in front of me, “Ok Bobby, how about finishing me off?” Kevin said, “It’s only fair, Bobby, then we’ll take care of you, promise.” I wasn’t sure I wanted to but I was soon bobbing on Scott’s cock, about to swallow my second load of skeet. What the fuck was I doing? Oh, well. To late to back out now. Scott’s skeet tasted different than Kevin’s, saltier and not as sweet, more bitter, but still, not bad. They kept their promise as they both kneeled in front of me and took turns sucking my cock. When I was about to skeet, Kevin pulled off my cock and they stuck their faces together with their mouths open. Kevin was stroking my cock and I was soon pumping rope after rope of my skeet out. It was intense! My first shot went over their heads and they moved their heads up and then most of it went into their mouths, some just splashed across their faces. That looked fucking fire. As I finished, I continued to hold onto their shoulders. My knees were so weak, if I let go, I’d crumble to the ground like a marionette with its strings cut. They let me get my shit together before the three of us began heading back. I was quiet, staying mostly in my own head. As we got to where we were heading in different directions, Kevin said, “Remember, Bobby. This is our secret. We won’t say anything to anyone. This is just between us, ok?” Scott said, “Yep, what Kev said”, then offered me a fist bump. I returned it, and said, “Our secret.” We then headed our separate ways. What the fuck had I just done?
To be continued
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