Betty, Bill and Richard 11 (Digitizing or maybe not) Teen bisex M-M-F July, 2020
My name is Richard. Betty and Bill are my friends.
We'd been playing with masturbation and then oral sex as a threesome for nearly a year when Betty talked us into checking out the local LGBTQ advocacy center.
The visit payed off in that Bill and I started to accept ourselves as bi, at least a little. Fooling around as we had and accepting a label any kind weren't the same ting. We'd also talked about the scary word, meaning "love", as in the deep and adult kind, and finally started about how to approach "serious" sex, as in vaginal sex with Betty and anal sex with, well, all three of us.
Spring was upon us and in the fall we would all turn sixteen. It seemed that the school year had limited the time that the three of us could be alone, and slowed our experimentation down so much that it might take us the whole summer before we started the vaginal and anal sex that we were talking about.
On Sunday, each of us went to a different drug store and picked up condoms, lubricant and ear cleaning syringes. None of us knew if we'd need them right away or in six months, but we wanted to be ready when the day came.
On Monday we went to Bill's house straight after school for something new. This time once we had our shoes off the three of us went down to Bill's basement. I think I'd only been there a couple of times over the years and I don't know if Betty had been down there at all. Bill turned off the computer that was connected to his Dad's 3D printer, and handed his cell phone to Betty.
Bill and I dropped our jeans and each of us pulled our dick and balls out of our jockeys. "Let us get each other hard, then Betty you're want to take pictures from all sides, top and bottom, for the computer to work with."
It wasn't a sexy setting, so it took a few minutes of rubbing each other to get erect. Eventually we started kissing, which we really should have started with. I decided that to stay aroused while Bill got photographed, I should get behind him with my dick against his butt cheeks and play with his nipples through his shirt.
"That'll work nicely, Richard. Betty, take some pictures."
Betty took a photo of his face first, which surprised us but helped Bill later so he knew that the next dozen photos were of his own dick. After about three shots, we turned on more lights to fix the contrast.
Betty then shot my face with the camera, and then about ten more.
We agreed that we should have enough for the computer.
We pulled up our pants, Betty handed the cellphone to Bill to upload to the computer, and Bill spoke. "I'll copy these and try to get the computer to turn them into 3D models. I already ordered non-toxic filament to print the dildos with; I hope you both like purple. Betty, talk to your Mom or your doctor or Planned Parenthood or some fun aunt about getting on the pill. I want us all to use condoms and I don't know if it'll be two weeks or six months before we're ready but you have to be on the pill before we try anything. You two go upstairs and start homework while I work on the model."
Taken out of context that paragraph might raise questions. Betty and I just nodded and went upstairs to the dining room.
Less than an hour later Bill's parents came home and saw us. "Where's Bill?", his Mom asked "He's in the basement with the 3D printer. It's a school project."
His Dad asked, "Group project? Aren't you two part of it?"
I smiled at him and said, "Betty and I did our part already", which was true.
45 minutes after that I nudged Betty and said we should get home for supper; we could smell food in Bill's house. As we were packing our backpacks, Bill came up from the basement looking frustrated. He looked at us and shook his head in the negative.
I said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow".
"Okay", Bill said, and then Betty and I left him for the evening.