This story is fiction. It describes the relationships of some high school teens, including their sexual experiences. If this offends you, or if you are not at least 18 years of age, or if it is illegal where you reside to read such material, you must leave.
Copyright 2008 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved.
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MY HIGH SCHOOL BOYFRIENDS - Number 3 (t/t/t/t)
Davie didn't leave for college until August, so we had a lot of the summer to be together. And a lot of times Davie would invite Kenneth, so I could get to know him. I knew who Kenneth was, of course. Everybody did. President of the senior class. He played trumpet in the band and was always on the honor roll. But I hadn't known he was gay and wanted a boyfriend.
Kenneth was really very handsome. He had the body of an athlete, although he wasn't on any of the teams except golf. He was blond with deep brown eyes and a smile that made you feel good all over.
The first time Davie had him over, I was a little nervous. I think Kenneth was, too. I don't know how Davie knew Kenneth was gay, and I didn't ask. That first time we just talked and played some video games. And ate pizza. After Kenneth went home, Davie and I had sex.
But I knew the second time there would be sex with Kenneth, and there was. I got real horny, thinking about sexing it with him and Davie both. Davie was really nice, making sure Kenneth saw just how I liked everything. That first time Kenneth and I sucked each other. He had really bushy dark blond pubes, which surprised me, because he was smooth all over except for that. When I rubbed my hand all over his smooth chest he smiled at me, and I knew everything would be all right. His dick was just a little longer than Davie's. I was about five and a half inches by that time -- I guess I'd had a growth spurt,and I had a little bush of pubes, finally! -- and Kenneth was a little over seven.
We had sex, the three of us, several times, during the summer, and Kenneth always said nice things to me; he said he'd be a good boyfriend. I know I pleased him the first time he fucked me. I was careful to use my asshole just the way Davie had taught me, making it tighten at just the right times.
Kenneth was a good kisser, too.
When Davie left for college, I went over to Kenneth's house for the night. I'd been there, with Davie and once without him, several times by then. I cried so hard. I knew I would be sad, but I didn't know it would hurt so much when Davie left. I really loved him.
We were already in bed when that happened, with just our briefs on. Kenneth let me cry and held me tight. He kept saying, "I'll love you, too. I promise." But I know he knew I just had to get it out. We didn't really have sex that night, except for a little kissing. He just held me until I went to sleep.
But that weekend we went to a movie. Kenneth had a really nice car; his folks had some money. We didn't do anything in the movie. I didn't start anything, because I figured Kenneth would let me know when he wanted to sex. Well, we held hands just a little.
When we got back to his house, we went up to his room. We just talked for a while, before we even undressed. He told me some stuff about himself, and I told him about me. Nobody knew he was gay, and he thought he'd better keep it that way until he went to college. He wanted to be a music teacher.
I told that nobody knew about me, either.
"Until I met Davie, I wasn't sure there were any other gays around here," he said. I think that meant he had sexed with Davie some, but I wasn't sure. Maybe not. But I didn't ask.
He had his own bathroom. We got naked and kissed and jerked our dicks some, and then Kenneth said he wanted to take a shower with me. He said he'd been jacking off to that fantasy for weeks. Wow. That was hot, knowing that such a great-looking guy had been dreaming about taking a shower with me when he jacked off.
He laughed when I told him that. "What's so surprising about that? First, I always get horny in the shower. How can you not get horny when you're naked and rubbing soap all over yourself?" He laughed again. He had beautiful, white teeth, and a nice soft, deep laugh.
"And, second, you're so sexy. I'm been dreaming about smoothing suds over those nice big titties for weeks." (Davie had called them titties, so I guess Kenneth was going to, too.)
He took me into the bathroom, and we kissed again. I could see us in the mirrors, in front of us and behind us. It was so sexy! It looked like there were hundreds of Kenneths and me, all of them naked and hard and horny. He lowered his head to my chest and began to suck on one of my titties. I knew he loved to do that, and I played with one of his nipples while he sucked.
"God, so nice and warm," he said, his voice muffled by the tittie he was working on. Then I could feel his hand slip under my dick to my balls.
"Let's get wet," he said.
We stepped into the huge tub, and he turned the shower on. He was so gorgeous! His blond hair wasn't wet yet, but the water just streamed down his shoulders, over his pecs and hard nipples. The water glistened off his abs. Davie didn't have a six-pack. (I didn't either, of course.) Kenneth's pubes were soaked and lay flat against his skin. But his dick was hard. I grinned. He was right. A guy always gets horny in the shower.
We switched places so I could get wet. Maybe he thought I looked sexy, too. I didn't have a defined chest like he did, and my belly was just a belly. But he sure liked to rub me. He moved me out of the water again and began to use some shower gel. It really smelled nice. (I found out what kind it was and got some to use at home so I'd always smell nice for him.)
He made lots of suds, and he played all over my chest, rubbing and pinching my titties now and then. Then he moved the suds down to my belly and crotch. My hair disappeared under the white suds, but my dick was standing straight out. But he covered it, too. I had to giggle a little when he tickled me sudsing my balls. I just stood there and let him play with me.
But then it was my turn. I had to kiss him and lick him all over the front before I started with the suds. He just looked so yummy! He held my head when I sucked on his nipples. Then I sudsed him like he'd done me. We were both so hard our dicks kept bumping into each other. Finally he grabbed me for a kiss, and it lasted a long, long time.
"Damn, Jimmy, you're so sweet. I love you."
That was the first time he'd said it. I though maybe he would, but he hadn't all summer, while Davie was still here. Maybe he thought he shouldn't love me until I was really his boyfriend, just his. And I know it wasn't the forever-and-ever kind of love. It was the just-for-now kind of love. But that was okay. Because I loved him, too. And I told him.
We played with each other's asses in the shower, too. We fingered each other as deep as we could and played with each other's nut inside. That made our dicks really jump around. I was glad when he stopped that, because I was about ready to cum, and I didn't want to yet.
When we dried off, we got right into bed. It was the first time I'd been with Kenneth alone since Davie had left, except for that night when I'd cried so much. But it felt so good. And maybe I shouldn't have felt that way, since Davie had only been gone a few days, but I really loved Kenneth. I love being in bed with him.
He kissed me all over. He liked my underarms, too, the way Davie did. And I was glad. I had just a little more hair there now, but it sure feels sexy to be sucked there. He worked a lot on my titties, too.
When I was a kid, I was sort of embarrassed by my titties. Well, I was embarrassed a lot. Sometimes I wouldn't take my shirt off because they were so big and round and sticking out a little. A lot more than other boys. But Josh had liked them. And Davie. Mr. Harrison sure had. And Kenneth does, too. I'm glad I have titties they like.
But when he started eating my dick, I just about lost it. He was suddenly so wild! He was licking and almost snorting around, nosing against my balls and licking and sucking everything! It drove me crazy!
He laughed quietly when he lay on top of me. "Damn, Jimmy. I love your dick. Your balls. Love 'em! You're so fucking sexy!"
Our dicks were hard between us, and we humped into each other for a little bit. We started getting wet from precum. And then he started again, kissing me all over, just like he had before. He licked all the precum off me, and then he wound up on my dick again, but this time he slowed down some. I could feel his hand under me, and I lifted up so he could get his finger in my hole.
He moaned with my dick in his mouth, and I could feel it run straight through me! His tongue would move around my cockhead slowly and then faster. He'd find the string of skin under my cockhead with his tongue and lick there. He'd slip his lips down my shaft until my cockhead hit the back of his throat.
"Cum for me, beautiful," he said, looking up at me. And he began to suck again.
Does he really think I'm beautiful? They said "pretty," Davie and Mr. Harrison. But I'm too heavy. I've got a belly. My chest doesn't look like other guys, with nice pecs and little nipples. My ass is too big. But, oh, I think Kenneth means it. I feel beautiful when I'm with him. I pushed my dick into his mouth. I fucked his mouth then, and he tightened his lips. I fucked up into his mouth until I was about ready to cum.
"Awww shit Kenneth... I'm gonna do it..."
He started sucking my cockhead again then, and I pumped so much cum into him it felt like I was never going to stop.
When I finished he lay next to me for a minute, then he moved over for a kiss. He opened his mouth before our lips met, and I saw a string of my cum slowly lowering from it. I opened my mouth and let it fall to my tongue. I had told him one time when we were with Davie that I liked to kiss when one of us had cum in his mouth, and he remembered. He slowly lowered his mouth to mine, and we kissed for a long time, with my cum moving back and forth between us.
He pulled away slowly, and I think there were tears in his eyes. I think that was a good thing, though.
That night I fucked him. We didn't always fuck. But that night he got on all fours on his bed, and he let me eat him out. He smells so sweet down there after a shower! And he tastes so good. I licked around his hole and felt it pulse against my lips. I stuck my tongue in and sucked. I just love eating his pussy.
(I don't call it that to Kenneth, and I didn't to Davie. That's what Josh called my hole. I don't think Davie liked that, so I never called it that with him. I just said "ass" or "hole.")
I fingered him for a while. One finger, then two, then three. And then I held my dick there and rubbed my dickhead around his hole for a little bit.
"Oh fuck, Jimmy... put it in... god, fuck me..."
So I pushed in slowly. And he opened for me. He was always tight, tighter than Davie had been for some reason. But Kenneth's hole slowly slid up my hard, wet cockhead until it snapped around it. And I could feel it around my shaft as I slowly sank into him.
He stayed there without pushing back. But when I pulled up a little and really began to fuck him, he fucked back.
"Oh yeaaaa... fuck me Jimmieeeee..."
I didn't have a lot of cum, after what he'd sucked out of me. But, man, I sure came hard! I don't think my cock had ever been harder. It felt like I was shoving an iron rod into his ass. And I felt the heat of my cum all over my crotch and up into my belly.
If I fucked him good -- and he usually told me that I had -- it was because Davie had always taken the time to show me how to do it.
We only had a couple of weeks before school started, but we were together almost every day. It was always at his house. My folks didn't seem to care, and his folks were really nice. We told both his and mine that when school started we'd be studying together; that's why we'd be in his room so much.
Well, we did study, too. He was good in school. Almost straight As. He helped me a lot. And he was always nice about it. He didn't make me feel like I was stupid just because I didn't always get good grades and sometimes had to take special classes.
I guess the kids at school got used to seeing us together a lot. He had band practice a lot. He got me to volunteer to help take care of the music stands and music, so I was almost always there. Football seasn started right away, and the band played at all home games and a lot of the away games. I got to ride on the bus to the away games with him, because I took care of stuff for the band. It was cool. A few times -- but not very often -- we sat in the very back of the bus and held hands.
But we never did anything else at school. We were secret boyfriends, and that was fine with me. There were probably lots of girls who wanted him as a boyfriend; they sure flirted with him in the band! But I was his boyfriend. None of them were.
He liked to strip me. Sometimes at night or after we'd studied for a while, he'd stand me next to his bed, and we'd kiss long and deep for a while, until we were both hard as rocks. Then he'd strip real fast. His chest was broad and had tiny little blond hairs on it, so little you could hardly see them; his shoulders were strong. He had great arms, too. He could pick me up like I weighed almost nothing. His hips were narrow, and that only made his dick look bigger. Seven thick inches. And his balls had gotten bigger; I liked to watch them swing around.
But when he stripped me, I couldn't touch him. It was a game he liked. He'd take off my shoes first, then my socks. Then he'd take off my shirt real slowly while he walked around behind me. He liked to stroke my shoulders. And he'd move his hands under my arms to get to my big titties. He'd tickle them and tease them while he whispered things in my ear, like how pretty I was and how he liked to eat me.
He'd always unfasten my pants while he was behind me, but then he'd step around front. His cock was always hard and oozing precum by this time. With my pants opened he could reach in and get his hand under my stuff inside my tightie whities. He'd squeeze a little while his other hand slowly pulled my pants down until they fell to my ankles.
When I'd stepped out of my pants, he always liked to eat on my dick before he pulled my briefs off. He'd get on his knees first, open his mouth, and work my dick all over with his teeth, chewing gently and pulling. I got lots of precum when he did that, and he'd find the wet spots on my briefs and suck the precum out. When he found my cockhead, he'd suck it slowly through the cotton.
Sometimes he made me stand there for a long time until I came that way. I'd shoot my cum into the cotton and moan, and he'd keep sucking until I'd shot all I could. My dick was usually kind of sore by then, but he'd keep sucking until some of my cum soaked through and he could taste it. Then he would carefully lower my briefs, telling me to step out of them carefully, and he turn them inside out and suck the cum that was left.
When I did all that for him, or anything else he wanted, he let me kiss him and lick him all over. I liked to suck on his nipples, too. I liked to run my lips over the tiny hairs on his chest. I really liked to suck on his cock. He showed me how to flick my tongue in special places he liked, like right underneath the head or at the base of it or against the pisshole. And he really liked it when I sucked on his big balls. Sometimes I'd tell him that my tongue was going to fuck his pisshole, and I'd push my tongue at it; he groan and push back, like it was a real fuck.
When we got close to Christmas, Kenneth told me he and his folks were going to a resort in California where they went every Christmas. I knew I'd miss him a lot and got really sad about it. Then he surprised me and said they'd take me with them! They worked it out with my parents. We left on an airplane the day after school let out. I'd never ridden on an airplane before, and I was a little scared, but it was cool.
The resort was like a place in the movies. There were little houses around a big swimming pool and then a bigger building, the hotel with a restaurant and other things. His parents had one of the cabins, and they'd gotten a room for us in the hotel! It was beautiful -- up on the fourth floor above the pool. We could see mountains in the distance. A big bed, a huge TV, and little refrigerator. We got there right before dinner, which we ate in the restaurant, and then we went to our room to unpack. But we went to bed right away, and we sexed all night!
We went down to the swimming pool the next morning. Kenneth was about the coolest and best looking guy there! He had some really skimpy speedos, and I could see where his dick was. So could everybody else! But there were other guys wearing them there, too. Most of them were men, and I think some were college maybe. None our age.
Kenneth had bought me a swimming suit. I couldn't wear speedos like him, of course. Mine were more like boxers, and they looked nice. I was a little embarrassed that first time at the pool. Everybody except some of the older people looked really sexy, and I was a little too heavy to be sexy. But then once while we were in the pool Kenneth swam up next to me and whispered that I was the sexiest guy there. And he squeezed my dick under the water and got me hard. Nobody saw, though.
But it was fun at the pool. We went down there every morning and every afternoon. Sometimes in the evening, too, when it was getting darker. There were big torches around it. Kenneth said I was a really good swimmer.
I told him one day I thought one of the men kept looking at me kind of funny. Kenneth asked me if I thought he wanted sex. I told him that I hoped not, because he was too old. But I told Kenneth the man had been looking at him, too.
I couldn't blame anybody for looking at Kenneth. He was just so beautiful in those speedos. They were a kind of silver and really glistened in the sun. They were tight around his ass, and you could always see where his dick was. There were even a few times when he was a little hard, and you could see that, too!
One of the college guys said something to him about having a nice body one day. I asked Kenneth if he thought that guy wanted sex.
"He's got what he needs," Kenneth grinned. "He and his friend are gay and probably fuck like rabbits."
I asked him how he knew that, and he said he just had a feeling about them. I watched them a little, but I couldn't see how you could tell that about a couple of guy just by looking. They sure looked hot, though.
Well, I didn't need old men or college guys either one. I had Kenneth. We didn't see much of his folks. Sometimes we'd eat dinner with them; they let us charge all our meals on an account his dad had started. They went golfing most of the times. Or horseback riding. Kenneth and I went swimming, played the games in the arcade, and sexed a lot.
We were almost always naked in the room. We left the curtain open on the balcony doors, because no one could see us on the fourth floor. About the only time we put clothes on was when we went down to the restaurant. We had some meals from room service, and we wore fluffy bathrobes the hotel had in the bathroom.
We took showers together every day, usually twice a day. I sucked him off in the shower and once while he was sitting on the toilet. On the couch in front of the TV. Lots of places. One night, way after dark, we went out naked on that little balcony. Kenneth sat on a chair and I sucked him until he was hard. Then I climbed up on his lap and sat on his dick. We sat that way for a long time, with him just moving around slowly in me. Then I fucked my ass really hard on him. We fucked during the daytime some, too. Just watching him in the pool, in those skimpy speedos got me hot, and I'd usually want to fuck when we got back to the room.
I caught one of those college guys one day standing by a little building next to the pool; he was stroking his cock through his swimming suit while he was watching Kenneth. That made me hard. I was just a few feet away, next to a rack of chairs, and I stroked a minute while I was watching him. He looked up and saw me. He grinned, and when he walked by me he slapped me on the shoulder and said, "You two studs look great together." I know I blushed.
I asked Kenneth, when we got back to the room, if that meant the college guy knew that Kenneth and I were boyfriends, like those two.
"Maybe. I don't know."
"Can they just see it? If they can, can kids at school see it?"
"Hey, Jimmy, this isn't school." He put his arm around me -- we were naked, of course -- and we sat on the bed. "We're together here, like they are. Maybe it's more obvious to them because they're gay, too. It's not obvious at school because there's nothing to see. We're just friends there."
I wasn't sure I understood, but if Kenneth wasn't worried about it, I wasn't, either.
But I forgot all about it when he lowered his face to my dick and started licking. We laughed and rolled all over the bed grabbing each other. We liked to play grab-ass a lot. We finally wound up in a nice, long 69, fingering each other's pussy while we sucked each other off to a nice cum.
I didn't understand at first that the bathtub was really a jacuzzi. I didn't even know what a jacuzzi was. But the second night we were there Kenneth said we'd take a bath instead of a shower, and boy, was I surprised when he filled it and turned it on. Wow, those bubbles just went all over the place. We held our asses in front of one of those jets, and it made me giggle. We let the jets bubble our dicks all around; it sure felt good around our balls. He finally fucked me in the water. With the bubbles swirling all around and his pinching my tittles and plunging his cock in and out of my pussy, it was one of the best fucks I'd ever had.
We got into bed after that and cuddled.
"This is so wonderful, Kenneth, you bringing me to a place like this."
"I wouldn't want to be here without you, Jimmy. I love you."
"I love you, Kenneth."
He kissed me very lightly on the lips. Then our tongues licked each other. We fell asleep holding each other.
We got to know people around the pool since we were there for a little over a week. A few times we even talked to those college guys. I decided Kenneth was right. They were boyfriends. They didn't even touch each other while we saw them; it was just the way they looked at each other. They were nice.
After we came back from the pool once, I asked Kenneth, "You think they want to sex with us?"
"What?" He looked at me. "No! They're just being nice to us. Maybe they know were boyfriends, and they just want to... you know, show a little support. We won't have sex with them. We're minors. They know better." He paused a minute. "Why? Did you want to have sex with them?"
I shrugged. "No. I just wondered."
It was the only time I ever lied to Kenneth.
I spent a long time one afternoon sitting on the balcony drawing a picture. Kenneth saw what I was doing and left me alone. I drew the swimming pool below us (the two college guys were there, too, with some other people), the big garden beyond it, and all the mountains in the distance. Kenneth said it was really good. I was glad he liked it, so I gave it to him. He said he'd take it home and put it up on the wall of his room. And he did.
Christmas dinner at the hotel was a big deal. There was a huge dinner in the dining room, with lots of music and singing. Afterwards, we went to his parent's cabin. They gave him a present, a key to the new car that was waiting for him back home. He was so surprised!
Then I was surprised. They gave me the key to his old car.
"Whooo! That's great!" Kenneth yelled. "That's wonderful! Your own car! Oh, Jimmy, that's so great!"
I couldn't say anything. I just sat there and stammered something. I wanted to say something. But I couldn't. I got tears in my eyes, and I had to get up and walk out the patio doors.
Kenneth followed me. "They said they checked with your parents..." Then he realized I was crying.
He put his arm around my shoulder and we walked over to the side, around some big bushes. Nobody could see us. He put his arms around me and hugged me tight. He just held me while I cried against his shoulder.
"God, I love you so much, Jimmy. Listen, I know what you're going to say. Don't say it. Just let them do it. Take it. You'll be a senior next year; you'll need your own car."
He kissed my cheek.
"When you drive it around, will you remember how I sucked you off in the back seat one night?"
That made me smile.
"Will you look for the spot I couldn't quite rub out, that cum that shot to the floor when you jacked me off?"
I had to giggle through some tears.
"Oh, fuck, Kenneth. You're so good to me..."
"Just shut up. None of that. Just enjoy. Fuck, Jimmy, I love you so much..."
And he tightened his arms and kissed my lips. I opened for him. We kissed deep and for a long time. Right there in the sun where anybody could have seen us.
We'd decided before we left that we wouldn't get each other presents; just being together for such a great Christmas would be enough of a present, we'd decided. And it was. It was the best Christmas I'd ever had.
Things got back to normal very quickly when we got home and school started. We had to study hard for semester finals right away. I did pretty well. In fact, I got good enough grades with Kenneth helping me that in the second semester I got to take the regular English class, not the special one I'd been taking before.
The band only played once during basketball season, but band contests started then. I went with the band, since I helped with the instruments and music and music stands. We went to several different school where some of the band members played and were ranked against others. At other schools the whole band played. Kenneth got three "firsts," which is as high as you can get.
We went to the finals, too, because the band was so good. It was an overnight trip, because the band would have to play at least twice, maybe three or more times, depending on how good they were. We stayed in a big hotel, but it wasn't as fancy as the one at that resort. And Kenneth and I didn't get a room by ourselves, either. There were two other guys in our room, Ray and Jackie. They were brothers. Ray played trumpet, too, and was a senior, like Kenneth. Jackie was just a freshman, and he played trombone.
The room had two double beds in it, and I was a little nervous about sleeping with Kenneth with the other guys in the room. We didn't go to bed right away. There'd been pizza for everybody in the big room on the first floor, and we took some back to the room with us and just sat around talking.
But we sat around in our underpants. That was cool. Of course, Kenneth was the best looking guy there, and I was the last because I was a little too heavy. But I wasn't embarrassed about it like I used to be. Ray and Jackie looked nice, too. Jackie's briefs were blue, not white. We just joked around for a while.
Jackie sounds like a girl's name, and I said that. I meant to ask if it was his real name, but it came out wrong. But when I said that, Ray started laughing, and then Jackie started, too. I thought at first they were laughing at me.
"Nawww, nawww," Ray said, trying to stop laughing. "His name is Roland. Jackie's just a nickname."
"'Jackie' doesn't sound like a nickname for 'Roland'," I said. "'Jimmy' is for 'James,' my name, but what's 'Jackie' for?"
Kenneth grinned, and the other two started laughing again.
"It's because he likes to jack off so much," Ray finally said. He elbowed Jackie in the ribs, and they both started giggling.
"Well, everybody likes to jack off a lot," I said. I thought I was just stating a fact, but they grinned at me.
"Not like Jackie!" Ray grabbed for his brother's crotch and squeezed before Jackie could move away.
"Keep your paws off me, pervert!" Jackie laughed.
Kenneth was grinning, too. I think he was enjoying the show like I was. Jackie was starting to bone up in those blue briefs.
The two started rolling around on their bed, like they were wrestling, and they took turns grabbing at each other's crotch. Pretty soon it was obvious that both of them were hard.
"So what's the record, Jackie?" Kenneth asked.
"Huh?"
"The record for jacking off. How many times in a single day?" Kenneth swung his legs off on the side of the bed and was sitting next to me.
"Uh... I don't know..." Jackie looked a little embarrassed. He put his hand down between his legs when he realized how hard he was.
"Seven times," Ray grinned. "Seven times in one day."
"Shut up, asshole," Jackie said. "It's not, either. I told you, it was nine."
"Doesn't count if I don't witness it," Ray shot back. "Got to have witnesses to get in the Book of World Records!"
That meant they'd watched each other jack off, didn't it?
"Cool!" I said. It was out before I thought about it. "You jack off together!"
Kenneth looked at me. I think he would have said something if I he'd wanted me to stop there and just shut up.
"Shit, yeah," Jackie said.
The room was quiet for a minute.
"Hey..." Ray started, tentatively. "Uh, you guys want to jack off? This is getting me kind of horny."
I looked at Kenneth. I wasn't going to answer that; that was up to him.
"Shit, yeah," Jackie said again. "Let's go for it." Jackie hooked his thumbs around the waistband of his blue briefs, but he waited to see if his brother or anyone else was in.
"Sure," Kenneth grinned. "Let's go for it." He and Jackie pulled their briefs down at the same time.
Jackie was kind of soft, though. And he was uncut! Just like Mr. Harrison. I could see his cockhead peeking out, but a lot of that extra skin was still covering most of it.
Ray looked at me to see if I'd join in the fun. So here I was, the heaviest guy in the room, with titties twice the size as anybody else's and a big ass. Was I going to strip and join the fun? I sure was! Ray and I were naked in a second. And Ray's dick was cut. Why was he cut and his brother uncut?
Ray and Jackie sat cross-legged on their bed and started to jerk their dicks. Ray was bigger than me, but not as big as Kenneth. Ray had started to get a little hair on his chest, with a nice tan, but his middle was white, except for his black hair and dark red dick. I guess he'd had a boner for longer than I'd thought.
Jackie's chest was smooth and not very developed. And he was tan, too. He was thinner, though. He was smooth, too, and didn't have much hair above his dick. His legs were all smooth, too. But then he was younger than any of us. He was about 14, I guess. So I had two years on him. His dick was smaller than mine, I realized. I looked a mine, then his. Yes, I was actually bigger! I was about six inches then, and Jackie couldn't have been more than five. His cockhead was peeking out through his foreskin.
They were both stroking pretty smoothly.
Kenneth was still sitting on the edge of the bed, so I sat next to him. We both started stroking our dicks. For a few minutes the four of us just looked around at each other. Then I just did what Kenneth and I do sometimes when we're jerking off. I didn't even think about it. I just reached over and began to stroke his dick.
I thought maybe I should have asked first when I saw his face. I mean, with Ray and Jackie there, it wasn't like it was just the two of us. But I heard a low whistle from the other bed.
"Hot!" Ray said. "Yeah..." And he reached for Jackie's dick at the same time Jackie reached for Ray's. Kenneth grinned at me and began to stroke mine.
"See who can last the longest..." Jackie was already into it; he was breathing deeply.
"Awww yea..." Ray was beginning to leak precum.
But Kenneth was, too. I felt it on my hand first, and then I looked down. I wanted to suck it so bad! I looked up at Kenneth, and he shook his head just a little. Well, he was right. Maybe it wasn't a good idea for me to suck him with the other two guys there. But my fingers smoothed all his precum around and around his cockhead, and he moaned.
"Uhhhh..." Jackie groaned. "Slow down... Not yet..."
But Ray was pumping pretty fast. Maybe he wanted to win the contest and get his brother to cum real quick. Only, with every pump of Jackie's hand on his own cock, Ray was grunting. I wondered how many times they'd done that. What would it be like to have a brother you could sex with? Wow.
I kept a kind of slow stroke on Kenneth. I knew he liked it that way. He was slow on me, too, but watching Ray and Jackie was getting me really horny. I started to hump my dick into Kenneth's hand.
The breathing from the other bed was getting heavier. Both the guys were hunched over as they worked each other's dick, and I could see the muscles in their stretched-out thighs beginning to quiver. That's a sure sign, I knew.
I guess I was more turned on that I realized. Suddenly my gut wrenched tight, and I knew I couldn't stop it.
"Gawwwwwwwwwd!" Ray started shooting ropes of cum.
"OOOoooo..." My cock lurched up into Kenneth's hand, and that was all it took. I shot a good one almost straight up into the air. I saw Ray's cum landing all over his thighs as I shot a couple more.
"Fuccccccck yessssss..." Jackie hissed. His cum shot up onto his chest, and Ray kept pumping him even though he was cumming himself. Another shot erupted from Jackie's cockhead, and then he just oozed.
But I was still stroking Kenneth, and he hadn't shot yet. We were all panting and groaning from our cums, but we all had our eyes on Kenneth now. His cock was as hard as steel in my hands. I knew he could last for a long time; we'd done lots of that together. I let my thumb graze the underside of his cockhead as I stroked, and I was rewarded with a groan.
"Gonna cummmm..." And it shot from Kenneth's big dick like water out of a hose! A long rope, straight up, followed by another one; one landed on his chest and the other on his thigh. He shot two more nice ones, then one not quite as hard, and then he oozed over my hand.
We all sat there, breathing hard for a minute.
"Awesome, man!" Jackie was grinning at Kenneth. "You win."
We each pulled on our own dicks a couple of times.
"Man, I gotta clean up," Ray said. And he headed for the bathroom.
Jackie followed him, and we watched as they wiped the cum from themselves with washcloths. They weren't even licking it! They just wiped it off! Ray was still a little hard, but Jackie's dick was soft; the foreskin had completely covered up his cockhead. What would that feel like, to suck on that puckered-up skin?
"We'll do the same," Kenneth whispered to me.
I leaned in toward him. "I want to lick you, Kenneth. Please."
"No, not this time. I don't think that would be a good idea here."
So we did it his way. When Ray and Jackie came out of of the bathroom, they slipped their briefs back on and got into bed, pulling the sheet up. But they were grinning.
Kenneth and I went into the bathroom. I didn't dare say anything, because I was afraid the other two might hear, so I just did what Kenneth did and wiped myself off. We went back into the bedroom, and when Kenneth put his briefs back on, so did I. We got into bed and lay under the covers with our backs to each other, the same way the other two were.
I was wierd, getting into bed with him without touching. But I knew that might not be a good idea. He was right. Maybe Ray and Jackie didn't do all the sex we did; maybe they just jacked each other off.
The room got really quiet, and I started to doze off when I heard the quiet breathing from the other bed.
Then I felt Kenneth's hand on my ass. He'd scooted over behind me. He pulled my briefs down slowly and quietly. It was too dark to see anything, but I let him pull them all the way off and leave them at my feet under the cover. When he scooted closer, I realized he was naked.
He slipped a wet finger to my puckerhole. When he pushed it in, I grunted a little bit. He leaned in to my ear. I could feel his breath, but I could barely hear what he said.
"Got to be quiet. Not a sound. Can you?"
I nodded. Could I?
He fingerfucked me, and then I could feel what I was waiting for. His hot cockhead pushed at my hole. I pushed back, and he entered me. We slowly pushed at each other until his cock was deep inside. I clutched at the edge of the mattress to keep quiet. I stared hard at the dark shapes under the covers of the other bed. Kenneth's hard cock lay inside me, and it was all I could do to breathe without making a sound.
Then he began to slowly fuck me. It was so slow I could hardly hear the sound of the covers moving. Sometimes when he fucked in I could hear the wet sounds, but they weren't very loud. He'd never fucked me that slowly before. It seemed like it was forever. I felt like I was floating up on clouds, with my ass full of the cock I loved... And he fucked and fucked soooo... slowly...
His hand reached around for my dick. I was surprised that I wasn't hard, but this was very different than any fuck he'd ever given me. He stroked my dick to get me hard. I could hear his breath become deeper, a little more shaky, just slightly louder...
And then his cock rammed deep into me as he shot the first of his load. When he shot the second time, I came into his hand. I could hear a little hissing; that was my breath escaping from between my clenched teeth...
He fucked into me slowly and deeply again, and his cock jerked with his next shot. I was shaking inside, outside... My cum wasn't finished yet, and I was afraid to breathe anymore... Another fuck, and his cock emptied more of his cream...
I think I came a little more. I can't remember. I was dizzy. I was so wet at my ass. So dizzy. Filled. So happy. My Kenneth...
When I woke up in the morning, everybody else was already dressed. I grabbed my briefs from under the covers, pulled them up, and ran into the bathroom. Kenneth was fully dressed and brushing his teeth. He turned his head to me and mouthed "I love you." I grinned, but Iwas afraid to say anything.
The week before Kenneth graduated, he told me it was time for him to get me a boyfriend for next year, my last year in high school. I knew that Davie had told him he would have to do that.
"He told you, didn't he? Davie?"
"Yeah. He said it was part of my job looking after you this year. To get you a boyfriend for next year." He stopped. "I'm... I'm not really sure how to do that."
"I know who I want," I said.
"You do? Who?"
"I want to be Jackie's boyfriend next year," I grinned.
So that's how it was, but I'll have to tell you about that another time.