The following is a mostly true story about me growing up in western South Dakota in the 80's. It's about my first relationship and contains some m-m stuff. If you aren't old enough or this is illegal where you live, please stop reading now.
Well enough of that. ... On with the story.
From part 6 ...
The next morning, neither of the boys mentioned anything about it. But there were there for 4 more nights.
** Still 6 years ago **
Sunlight streaming through the open window fell on Cory's face, waking him. He stretched. Steve was still sleeping next to him, still on his back. Cory looked over, thoughts of the previous night flooded into his mind, especially when Steve shot his cum all over his chest. Steve examined the slow rising smooth chest of his blond friend. Was that some crusty flakes still on his midriff? Just thinking about that led to a warming sensation in his groin and he felt his dick start to stiffen.
He had to admit that had been pretty hot. Cory thought about what he thought about his thoughts. Was this gay? Should he feel this way? He thought about Jennifer, a girl in his math class. He normally fantasized about what he'd like to do with her, especially slowly peeling her panties down and fingering her and eating her out before he then planted his stalk in her garden. That thought was definitely causing his tight underwear to fill out. In fact he noticed the tip of his penis was sticking above the band.
Steve rolled a little. He was rousing himself from sleep. Cory quickly got out of bed so Steve would see neither his ballooned briefed or that Cory was examining his body. Cory came to conclusion that given how horny he had been, it was simply the situation and not that he was attracted to Steve in that way. He resolved to let it go and proceeded to get dressed.
He glanced over at the bed and noticed the cum filled underwear from last night lying on the floor. He snatched them up to add to the dirty clothes pile. As he did, he noticed they were still a little damp. They also gave off a whiff of cum smell. When the smell hit his nostrils, his mind flashed back to Steve tasting his pre-cum. Without thinking he lifted his used underwear to his nose and took a sniff. The smell seemed to travel right to his groin and he felt his rock hard shaft pulse once. Then his mind caught up with his reflex and Cory lowered his hand quickly, what was he doing? Sniffing cum filled briefs? That was disgusting.
Steve rolled over again and groggily muttered, "Morning." Cory quickly threw the underwear in the duffle bag in which he had been placing his dirty clothes. "Morning," he replied.
Steve got up, pulled the front of his briefs forward and quickly and unconsciously rearranged things inside. Cory again found himself almost transfixed as Steve did it.
"Ready for some hard work today?" Steve asked conversationally. Cory felt a tightness (which he hadn't realized had been there) evaporate from his chest as he realized that Steve didn't realize the Cory had been awake last night. Suddenly everything was back to normal. Nothing was awkward. Last night might as well have been a dream for Cory and truth be told, it wasn't the first wet dream that had involved guys and not simply girls.
"Yeah, and I hear it's going to be a hot one today." That summer Tanner Dirks had been renovating several of the cattle barns and fixing up buildings that had been damaged during a Spring storm. They were completely gutting and rebuilding many of the stalls to add improved drainage and sewer systems. Ranch animals make a lot of waste and they couldn't always be on the range. Today they were completely demolishing one whole kwanza building that had taken damage during the storm back in April.
Cory and Steve threw on some light clothes and headed out to breakfast.
By 10:00, the temperature had hit 85F. All the guys had whipped off their shirts. Cory couldn't help but look for the crusty evidence from last night. Sure enough, he saw the little bit he'd noticed earlier. He couldn't help but to snigger a little.
"What's so funny?" Steve inquired.
Thinking quickly, Cory replied, "I was thinking about a joke Tim told me yesterday. It was about these three guys on a desert island." Cory retold the joke, which Steve indeed found funny, in the way 13 years always find jokes laced with sexual innuendo funny.
But then, unable to resist himself, with a mischievous smile, Cory scraped off the crusty spot from Steve's chest and said, "You might want to clean up a little, otherwise the guys might wonder about us." He wasn't sure why he had done that, or where the subtle slam had come from, but it had rolled from his tongue before he even thought about it.
Steve realized instantly what Cory had scraped from his chest and his face went beet red. In fact the flush traveled down his neck and into this chest. Being so pale skinned, he almost looked sun burn. Cory just walked away snickering while Steve frantically ran his hands over his chest looking for other crust spots.
A moment later Steve caught up with Cory. He walked next to in silence for a couple of minutes. They were heading over to the hut that needed to be demolished and it would take them several to get there.
Finally Steve asked, in almost a whisper, "You were awake last night?"
Cory didn't want to be fingered as some type of peeping Tom and decided to play it a little different than actuality. With a look of incredulity, he replied, "What? You mean you did this in bed? With me sleeping next to you?"
Steve suddenly became really uncomfortable and wasn't sure how to reply. He feared greatly he had upset Cory.
Cory, not wanted to grieve his friend so, went on, "Hey, lighten up, man. It's not like I don't do it too. I'm so boned up, that maybe I'll need to relieve myself after you're asleep tonight." Again, he wasn't sure why he'd said what he said, other than the fact that he couldn't exactly admit to beating off last night as then Steve would know that he had been awake.
The relief on Steve's face was epic. He simply replied, "Go for it man, it won't bother me." After a moment, Steve asked, "Think the Bronco's got a decent chance at going to the Super Bowl this season?" and with that the topic was changed to safer areas. In the back of Cory's mind though, he wondered exactly what Steve meant, that it wouldn't bother him if Cory jacked off once he was asleep, or simply that he could jack off anytime there were in bed?
The rest of that day they worked heroicly. Quite frankly the boys had never worked so hard in their young lives. Plus, the sun was so hot, it just sapped their strength. By time 8:00pm rolled around, they were both readily for bed. especially since they had to be at 5:00am. The next day was to be another scorcher and Tanner Dirks figured they might have to stop at dinner time (remember that's the noon meal for all you city folk.)
With as active as they had been during the afternoon, neither had given much thought to the little jo session the night before. But as soon as both had stripped down to their briefs and got ready to climb into at almost the same time, they paused and looked at each other. Cory's gazed traveled briefly (pun-intended) at Steve's groin. Was it slightly full? Then he caught what he was doing and quickly looked up. Had Steve been looking at his groin area?
"I don't know about you," Steve added into the momentary silence, "but I am beat. I expect to be out as soon as my head hits the pillow." With that, he flipped the light switch, climbed into bed, lay on his back on the bed and close his eyes. True to his word, his breathing started to slow almost instantly.
Cory climbed in bed as well. He too lay on his back. Normally he slept on his chest, but often would lie on his back to begin with to calm his mind down ... and more often than not, play a skin flute solo to lull himself to sleep. As he lay on his back, he drifted back to the conversation this morning, when he all but said he'd jack off in bed once Steve was asleep. Last night, even though he had orgasmed, he really hadn't gotten any satisfaction, seeing he'd spontaneously erupted when he watched Steve shoot.
He looked down. The little guy was definitely interested in receiving some attention. Cory hadn't gotten new underwear since last year. His mom always got him a new set right before school started. With the growing he'd down in the mast 10 months, they were definitely on the small side. When he popped a boner, even though he was only about 3 inches so far, it showed. The band had lifted off a bit from his stomach. Cory was starting to get some light hair leading from his navel to this groin. He liked how that looked.
Cory contemplated what to do. Go for it or not? He moved his right hand done and rested it on his stomach. He played with the small hairs that had started growing about 6 months ago. Just as he was about to move his hand lower towards the goal, Steve rolled onto this side so that he was facing Cory.
Cory stopped instantly, his heart beating so loud, he was sure Steve could hear it. But Steve's eyes were still closed and his breathing still the shallow breath of sleep. Was Steve asleep? Cory decided he didn't care. He had watched Steve last night, seemed only right to allow Steve to watch him tonight if he wanted to.
Cory put Steve out of his mind. Quickly, so that he wouldn't lose his nerve, Cory whipped his undies off. He planned on using them for his clean up rag, as he normally did. His small boy cock was standing up. Did it look a little bigger than last time? Cory gave one more quick look over at Steve. He hadn't move nor opened his eyes. Cory spit on his hand and rubbed the saliva on his dick. He shivered slightly as he massaged the wetness into the crown. Then he started stroking. Cory pleasured himself by using his first 2 fingers and thumb. He liked to squeeze and make it tight. 2 fingers on top and his thumb underneath. Every several strokes, he'd stop at the top and caress the backside of the mushroom head. If things got too dry, he'd spit again on his hand and go back to work.
He found the thought that Steve was watching him strangely arousing. He glanced over slightly at his underwear. He could see the outline of Steve's hard stiffy straining against the fabrics of the briefs. It looked like a wet spot was forming near the tip.
That was enough to send him over. Involuntarily he gave a grunt as his whole body spasmed. His hips bucked up as a wad of sperm jetisoned from the tip. The first volley traveled all the way over his head and smacked the head board. Two more quickly followed, one hitting his chin and the other high on his chest. Three more forcefully ejaculated, landing on his midriff, before the torrent settled down to a dribble.
Cory had never came so hard. His body shuddered a couple more times as his nervous system settled back down.
He reached over for his underwear and wiped himself up as well as the headboard. He walked over and tossed the underwear in the dirty clothes bad when he realized that he had a problem. He had only packed enough underwear for the week and now, with two days left, he was out, since he had used two pair for clean-up duty.
Cory was too tired to care. He always slept nude at home in the summer when he was alone, so he simply climbed back in the bed, lay down on his stomach and was out in 2 minutes. He was never sure afterwards whether he dreamed it or not, but before he fell asleep, he thought he head Steve whisper, "Nice one, bro."
The next morning when Cory woke up, he saw Steve was already up and dressed. It was still dark outside, but the glow of the morning sun could be seen on the horizon.
"Given that you're naked, I'm guessing you used up your underwear on clean up duty," Steve said with a small laugh. It was Cory's turn to blush. Steve threw him 3 pair. "My mom always makes me pack 4 extra pair -- just in case. So here."
Cory grabbed the underwear, slipped them on and said, "Thanks."
The next two nights followed a similar pattern. Both boys would jerk off while the other pretended to be asleep. They both knew the other wasn't, but some how it wasn't "gay" as long as they didn't admit it.
It would be that fall that things would progress. Over a long weekend, the boys once again were helping out on the ranch and were staying over. The first night they were there, Cory looked under the bed, as he always did, for porn. He wasn't expecting to find any, but his time he did.
There were three magazines depicting hardcore pictures. At first Cory was stunned. As a horny 13 year old boy, he dreamed of getting his hands on some porn. One of the gas stations in town sold explicit magazines, but they were behind the counter and blocked by cardboard. Cory felt a rush to his groin at just the thought of the magazines.
"Holy shit," Steve exclaimed. "Let me see one of those." He snagged one of the magazines from Cory. I should mention that they had just returned from the showers and were both in simply a pair of tighty whities, ready for bed. Steve, feeling his groin come alive opted to lay down on the bed and look at the magazine lying on his stomach. Cory quickly did the same with the other magazine.
Needless to say that position soon presented it's own problem. Steve started squirming a little as his cock, now nice and hard, called for some attention. As he gazed at a picture of a black guy dicking some chick from behind, Steve unconsciously started humping the bed. He realized what he was doing and stopped himself, but needing to readjust, he lifted up and moved his cock up -- it had been pushed down between his legs. Without realizing it, when he laid back down, he had moved a little closer to Cory. In fact his leg brushed Cory's leg.
Out of the corner of his eye, Cory saw Steve adjust himself. He caught a glimpse of Steve's penis briefly. Then he felt Steve's leg press up against his. Cory's breath caught. He too was staring at a pic of a naked guy getting blown by a girl. But suddenly he wanted to look at something else -- Steve's cock.
Without looking over, Cory whispered, "Can I see it? I'll show you mine." He held his breathe. They'd seen each other jerk off numerous times now. When ever they slept over at Cory's they'd repeat pattern from the summer where each jerked off in bed under the pretense the other was asleep. But with that question a new line was crossed, they'd actually acknowledge to each other (and therefore to themselves) that they liked to watching each other play with themselves. Truth be told, Cory also asked, because he realized he wanted to do more than just look.
** The reason why they'd do it at Cory's and not Steve's is that Cory's bedroom was in the basement. His sisters' rooms were upstairs. They were isolated after bed time. Steve's room, on the other hand, was right across from his parents. **
Cory waited, time seemed to slow to a halt. But what was only a couple of seconds later Steve replied, "yeah," and flipped over and pulled his underwear down in one movement. Steve lay on his back. His dick pointed straight up, about 3 inches above his nut sack. Fine blonde hair grew around the top of the base. As Cory watched, Steve's rod pulsed, the head expanded and a drop of dick nectar formed at the top. Suddenly the picture of Steve picking up similar drops previous came to mind. He would always taste the pre-cum. Overcome with a sudden urge, Cory wiped the drop off Steve's cock and then sucked the taste off his finger.
The moment Cory's finger touched Steve's dick, a jolt of lightning raced through his body and he gasped. Steve smiled and said, "Good, aint it?"
Cory replied, "yeah it is." He was staring at his friends manhood with a growing craving. The last picture from the porn mag hung in his mind of the guy getting is knob serviced. He leaned over and --- bam --- he took Steve's whole organ into his mouth cock and balls.
"Holy fuck." Steve cried out, hushed, conscious of their neighbors.
Cory was enraptured. The slight salty taste he had gleaned before was magnifed. He loved it. The smell of Steve crotch invaded his senses and he was in heaven. But then, he felt Steve's cock spasm and his mouth was flooded with a more acrid liquid. He quickly spit out Steve's cock and the cum. The aftertaste wasn't horrible, but not necessarily one he'd relish.
"Sorry man," Steve was beat red again. "But the feeling was so intense I couldn't hold back and it was so quick, I couldn't warn you."
Cory laughed. "No sweat man. It wasn't that bad." But then the rush of it all suddenly came to a crashing halt. He had sucked off a guy!
Steve watched all the blood drain from Cory's face. He went from embarressed to afraid in a heart beat. "You OK bro?"
"I'm sorry Steve, I shouldn't have done that. You must thing me gross."Cory had moved to the edge of the bed, sitting on the edge with his back to Steve, putting as much distance as possible.
Steve walked around the bed and knelt in front of Cory making him look him in the eye. "Cory, bro, nothing could be farthest from the truth." Steve reached up and started stroking Cory's short dark hair. "That was the most awesome thing anyone's ever done to me. I've actually dreamed of you doing that to me ever since this summer."
"Really? So have I." Tears had started to leak from his eyes.
"Really. Let me show you what I think of what you did." With that, Steve pulled on Cory's underwear band. Cory lifted up so that Steve could pull them off. Steve admired Cory's groin area for a few moments. He liked the line of dark hairs that ran from Cory's navel down. Cory's penis had shrunk to it's soft state. And then, lowering his head down, pushing Cory's back on the bed with one hand, Steve took Cory in his mouth.
Like Cory had, Steve took everything in his mouth and flicked the balls and shaft with his tongue. He could feel the blood returning as Cory's meat expanded. He sucked generously, getting rewarded by the first salty taste of Cory. With the hand he had pushed Cory back, he rubbed his tight stomach. The other hand rubbed his leg. Cory began breathing fast, and like Steve, lasted only about 20 seconds before he too bucked his hips and flooded Steve's mouth with his boy juice.
Steve, having been prepared, swallowed it all down, glowing at the feeling he had given to his best friend.
To be continued....
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