Becoming a Spartan, Chapter 2
By JLarsen spartaguy23@gmail.com
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Hi all, If you read any stories in the Bisexual library, you may have already come upon this story. When I first started it, I thought there would be more bi sex, but it's turned out to be a lot more about the guys in the story. So, I decided to re-write parts eliminating any bi sex and post it in the gay section as well. I hope you stay with it through the first couple of chapters. I've used them to set up things that follow. Let me know if you are appreciating the story. I really do appreciate hearing from you, so please email me at spartguy23@gmail.com with any comments.
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Chapter 2
Beginning that night and continuing on through the years, Erik and I had indeed experimented with each other in a sexual nature. When we got to bed, we gave each other our first hand jobs, complete with an actual ejaculation and it was the next night when we graduated to actually sucking each others' cocks, we enjoyed each other's bodies and learned a lot about how to please and how to receive pleasure.
As we moved through junior high and high school, it was obvious that if other boys were doing the same thing, they certainly didn't brag about it to the other guys in our age group. The casual sex Erik and shared seemed completely natural. We learned a lot about our own and each other's erogenous zones and how to please each other. However, it was always out little secret.
After what Erik and I referred to as the "Talk Trip", it seemed the conversation and behaviors got progressively more open and casual on our family trips. Although we didn't have another discussion as lengthy as that night at the ski condo, our dads treated us all as though we in the company of men.
On the trips, given the open nudity, it seemed to increase our passion and we had the obvious opportunity to give each other blow jobs. Something that, as time went on and we began to experiment more, we were actually getting very good at. We had discovered through exploring with our tongues, that the whole area around our cock, balls and ass were sensitive and responded to a wet tongue. On our trips, there wasn't a night that went by without us having some sort of sexual adventure.
Now that we all knew the secrets of sex, we could be more open about many things. We seemed to save up any questions we had for one of our trips. While we certainly could have asked our dads about things at any time, it just seemed like one of our trips was the place to bring it up. On the trips, our dads answered any question and didn't guard their language in terms of swear words. It would be the next year's camping trip when we first heard either of fathers utter the word "fuck". We had built a nice fire and were making S'mores. My dad's marshmallow caught fire and became blackened.
"Well, fuck," he commented casually. Neither he nor Erik's dad seemed to realize what he had said, but the immediate looks of shock exchanged by the four of us boys confirmed we had actually heard it. Even though the ice had been broken, we didn't dare use the word for another couple of years. There were more casual references to sex sprinkled into the conversations between the adults. Now and then, some of the comments were obviously meant for our benefit, although they were careful not to say it directly and embarrass the four of us boys. The camping trip the summer after the "talk trip" provided some interesting information regarding masturbation. We had finished cleaning up for breakfast. As we were applying our suntan lotion, my dad commented that we should be a bit careful and not waste the lotion since he had forgotten his lube, but would use the suntan lotion while jerking off. Erik and I had basics down about jerking off, but as yet, had no idea that a lubricant would make it even more enjoyable.
That evening, while we were sitting around the fire pit, my dad got up to put a log on the fire and it hit me that neither of the adult men had any pubic hair above their cocks. Thinking about it, I think they must have kept it shaved since we were young, but now since Erik and I were both starting to sport a decent patch of hair, it sunk in that they didn't have any.
"Dad, why don't you Mr. Mauer have hair above your cocks?" I asked as casually as if I wanted his opinion on whether it would rain the next day.
"Sean and I shave around our dicks and balls as a preference for enhanced feeling," commented my dad casually. "Remember last winter when we talked about different ways to have sex and how sometimes it involves your partner using their tongue on different parts of your body?" I replied that of course I did.
"Well, it feels a lot better if you don't have hair to get in the way. It's better for your partner and it feels a lot better for you, so Sean and I just keep ours shaved," dad said. "And besides, your cock locks bigger if there isn't any hair around it," he grinned. Erik's dad added "It's only a minority of men who shave their pubic hair. It's a personal choice. Since you boys are going to be in a lot of school showers for the next several years in phy ed class and sports, I would recommend that you just let it grow. If you shaved, you would likely get teased pretty badly by the other boys," dad counseled. "Once you are older, you can decide for yourself how you want to groom."
One summer in particular would continue the growing openness between the six of us. We had been out hiking for most of the day and were pretty sweaty and dirty. As we headed for the shower, there were comments from the dads regarding how good a hot shower was going to feel. When we arrived at the shower building, we could hear some people in the shower area. Dad suggested that we brush our teeth to give them time to finish. We finished that task and the showers were still going in the next room, so my dad started to take his shoes off and head to the shower room, as the rest of us followed suit.
As we were walking in, it sounded like several people just let out deep breaths and heavy sighs. It sounded to me a lot like the sound Erik and I make when we came. There were four guys that looked to be in their early 20's in the showers. Initially, they had their backs to us, but they slowly turned around. They all had a lot of soap around their dicks, which looked to be almost fully erect. Other than our dads, I had never seen men's dicks even partially erect. These guys had great bodies and were rinsing off the soap as we got our showers going.
I ended up right next to one of the guys and I couldn't help looking at him. I noticed immediately that he didn't have any pubic hair. I glanced at the other guys and apparently all of them shaved as well. I wasn't sure if the guy next to me noticed that I was checking all of them out, but he caught my eye and smiled. I was a bit self conscious when he said, "Isn't it great to come up here and enjoy the outdoors without having to worry about wearing anything? It was great being in the woods while we attended Sparta and love coming back now that we have graduated."
The soap was completely rinsed off revealing a very ripped and smooth body. He was still playing with his dick as he stood there under the water rinsing the soap away. It was sticking out at about at about half mast. Even though I hadn't seen my dad fully erect, this guy looked like his would be bigger. They had all finished rinsing off and headed toward the drying room. As the guy who I had been checking out walked by me, he slapped my butt, winked, and said "Have a great time up here." And he looked at all of us and said, "Hope you all enjoy the showers as much as we did." The others guys chuckled as they walked out.
I looked over and the two dad's had lathered up and were paying special attention to their hardening cocks. My dick had already been semi hard and really sprang to attention when I saw what was going on.
"I think they had a great idea," commented Mr. Mauer. "Blasting a load after we get the day's sweat and grime off sounds good to me." As he said it, he would alternate between stroking his lengthening cock and washing the rest of his body. Caught up in the moment, the four of us boys did the same. At 16, Erik and I were starting to develop dicks that looked like more like young men's than little boys'. I looked down the row and saw my brother stroking his as well. He definitely had a nice bush of blonde pubic hair and his cock was starting to get larger as well. This would be the first time we actually saw our dads' cocks fully erect. We were impressed. They were both about the same size, and looked to be close to 8". They looked huge compared to Erik's and my 6".
Tim and Jared were first, giving slight screams of pleasure as they shook with an orgasm. Erik's dad was on my other side and groaning with pleasure as he shot a huge load with some of his cum landing close to my feet. Seeing it shoot through the air caused me to go next and I shot off, with my knees getting so weak, I almost collapsed. I must have shot six spurts of cum. It was easily the strongest orgasm I had ever had. Erik and my dad finished at the same time with loads of almost equal size. No one said anything as we finished the shower and rinsed off. As we entered the changing room, my dad commented that he was sure glad those guys gave us the idea, cause he had sure enjoyed that.
The rest of that camping trip was uneventful from any group activity standpoint, but it seemed that we had reached another level in openness regarding our bodies. Hard ons had never really been hidden, but now it seemed that semi hard cocks were a lot more common. Our dads commented a couple of times that they needed to go into the tent or off to the woods to lose a load. When Erik and I woke up with morning hard ons, we openly stroked them rather than rolling over until they went down enough to leave the tent.
Suntan lotion would provide an interesting encounter the next year. The standard process in applying suntan lotion was for each of us to apply it to our front side and legs and our respective fathers would get our backs. Our dads would get each other's back since when we were younger, we couldn't reach their upper backs. The summer between our junior and senior years, we had started the process the first morning, Erik's dad had finished applying Jared's lotion at about the same I was ready for my back. He took the lotion, put it on both hands and started at my shoulders and worked his way down. Instead of stopping at my lower back, he continued on to my butt.
His hands massaged my cheeks with the lotion. I could feel his hands rubbing the lotion into the crack of my ass. His strong hands were massaging my butt checks as he applied the lotion. His thumbs ran down along my ass until they found my hole. Was I imagining it, or was he using his thumbs to massage my hole. Whether on purpose or by accident, it sent a jolt of pleasure through my body. I loved it when Erik used his fingers or tongue on my ass and knew it was very sensitive. He then made a comment that he had a lot lotion left and he would just keep going. He started to rub my upper legs one at time. Involuntarily, I spread my legs further apart. I could feel his hands brushing against my balls. It was warm and my balls were hanging nicely, so the back of his hands couldn't help but brush them. Again, I couldn't tell if he was purposely playing with me or just applying lotion. Regardless of the cause, my cock started to rise.
His hand rubbed my butt and he said "Okay, my turn".
I got a good amount of lotion on my hands and started the process. He had a strong broad back. As I worked my way down to his tight butt, I decided to do the same thing he had done. When I got to his ass, he stepped his legs apart and actually leaned forward and put his hands on the table in front of him. As I applied the lotion to his ass and upper legs, I could feel his nut sack swaying back and forth. He stood calmly as my hands brushed him first from his left leg and then his right. He turned around when I was done and thanked me. Both of us were sporting cocks that were about three quarters hard.
Since Erik's dad had swapped out, I noticed that my dad was applying lotion to Erik in the same manner and lingering in the same areas. Later that night in our tent, Erik and I would whisper about the lotion incident. We ultimately decided that they were just ensuring that we had lotion where we needed it.