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Sleepover at Joey's
The five of us were thick as thieves, as the saying goes. We were all aged 13 to 16. We were growing up together in a time when parents really paid as little attention to their kids as possible. "Go outside and play. And be home when the street lights come on" was there motto.
There was Joey (15) the athletic one, Davey (16) the no nonsense one, Patrick (13) the youngest that seemed to always be trying to keep up with the rest of us, Brian (14) the sly charmer, and me, Michael (15). I didn't stand out too much. Even though we were best friends as a group, I really was a bit of an introvert and a loner. I preferred more of a one on one environment to all of us being together at once.
We would wander around the neighborhood looking for fun and interesting things to get ourselves into. Sometimes we lucked out and found something to occupy our minds for a few hours. Often all five of us would be together, and occasionally it would just be two or three of us.
Sometimes we would go bowling for a while, or maybe go to a Saturday matinee at the local cinema. And sometimes we would just hang out and do nothing. Or play cards or something. Actually at this time we were really into playing penny ante poker. A quarter was the maximum bet allowed. We would spend hours playing poker and shooting the shit, watching the piles of coins work there way around the table between each of us. Making up stories and jokes about each other. Generally goofing off and having a good time.
It was also around this time that Davey, the oldest one, started cursing a lot more. If someone said something he didn't like, he'd poke at them and say "Suck my dick!" and shit like that. One day he said that to me and I replied "You wish!" and started laughing. His reply was "You'd probably choke on it before you could suck it". Based on the bulge that was always showing in his pants, I don't think he was lying. It looked like he had a big dick. I mean a really big dick! It looked like it was snaking down the leg of his pants most of the time. At first I thought he always had a boner, but I realized that it was just his soft dick in there, and it looked huge. And honestly I had trouble not looking at his dick. I mean it was there and huge. How could I not keep looking at it.
It was around that time that I realized it wasn't just my curiosity about other guys dicks. I actually wanted to see them naked and hard, touch them, stroke them and suck them, and make them shoot a load of cum all over me. I know, I was a sick and twisted little bastard. What can I say. That's how my mind worked when it came to dicks. I wanted them. And I wanted their cum.
Unfortunately at that time, my true desires were something that were not readily accepted in the world I lived in. Boys who wanted other boys were scorned and called nasty, ugly names. There was even a boy in the neighborhood that was accused of having sex with another boy younger than him. The adults didn't talk out loud to us kids about it, but we all knew what happened. And because of it his family sold their house and moved somewhere else. And nobody ever saw or talked about him again. That's how people like me were treated. So I was scared shitless when my true feelings about boys started rearing their ugly head. I mean, to me it was just a natural feeling, but when I tried to put my feelings into the real world around me, I realized I could end up like that other boy and just disappear forever. So I kept my mouth shut about my feelings. I didn't talk about them to anyone.
But none of that rationalization about keeping everything a secret ever stopped my mind from racing and thinking about dicks. Every boy I saw, my eyes went immediately to their crotch and sized them up. My brain then catalogued a picture of what there dick would look like naked and hard. And I always had a moment of dreaming of seeing a hot load of cum shooting out of their dick and into my mouth. I told you before, I'm just a sick and twisted little fucker when it comes to dicks.
So this one weekend, Joey decided to have a sleepover. We were all going to stay at his house Friday night. All of us except Brian because even as charming as he was he could never convince his parents to let him do anything. Which really disappointed me because I was developing a serious crush on Brian at the time. Not only was his personality enough to make you melt, his looks were stunning. Blond sort of curly hair, beautiful blue eyes, a smile and dimples that just begged for a kiss and the cutest butt I have ever seen on a boy. He was the kind of boy that you just always wanted to be around. Always made you feel warm and fuzzy if you know what I mean. I always felt like I just wanted to hug him as tight as I could and never let him go.
Anyway, this particular Friday night Joey's parents were going out and wouldn't be back until late. Joey also had an older brother, whose name was also Michael, that was 21 and still living at home. His brother was pretty cool. Joey asked him to get us some beer and at first he said no way! Then he finally broke down after we agreed to buy him a six pack also. It's not that we drank much, or very often at all. But it was something we were doing that was against all the rules so it was exciting and fun. And honestly, after about a beer and a half each we were all feeling a little buzzed and silly. So we decided to play strip poker. It wasn't even my idea. Honest! But boy was my mouth salivating thinking about seeing some dick. Even if I only saw some dick in some underwear I'd be thrilled right now.
Joey had a bedroom upstairs in the attic of his parents house. It was almost the size of the entire house, so not only did he have his full size bed in there he had another twin bed and a couch and chair.
Brian had to go home, so the four of us sat down on the floor kind of in a circle all across from each other. Davey was on my left, Joey was across from me and Patrick was on my right facing Davey. We all agreed to make the game fair and made sure that each had the same number of clothes on so nobody could cheat. The thing is we each only had three things on. Our t-shirts, pants and underpants. So this was either going to be a short game or we needed to find something to spice it up a little. It was Joey who said "OK, if you lose a hand, instead of taking off a piece of clothing you are allowed to accept a dare. But you must complete that dare, or you will lose two pieces of clothing instead. And you get to chose whoever you want to give you that dare."
We all looked at each other nodding our heads and said "OK sounds fair enough".
Now keep in mind none of us had ever seen any other one of us naked before. What we looked like naked was a secret to everyone else. I honestly was a bit scared. I don't have a big dick and I'm kind of skinny. But my dick is a respectable 6 inches when I'm hard. And it sticks straight up towards my face when I have a boner, so I wasn't too worried.
Honestly I was mostly excited about seeing just how big Davey's big dick really was. Patrick I guessed had a small dick. Being the youngest, and his voice hadn't completely changed yet, I figured his dick was pretty small. Not that I cared. Small dick is just as fun as big dick as far as I'm concerned. Not that I have any experience to know, but in my head it's all good! As far as Joey, I had not idea how big his dick was. Other than in his sweats which he wears constantly, I've only seen him in his football pants and wearing a cup. So who the hell can tell when you have a cup on?
So Joey deals the cards for five card draw. We're all still sipping at our beers and staying a bit buzzed. We toss in our discards and pick up the new ones Joey dealt. I threw away three cards. I had an Ace and a seven in my hand. I picked up my new cards and ended up with another Ace, another seven and a three. Two pair! Awesome first hand. I felt good. Patrick was the first to throw down a pair of Jacks. I threw down my two pair, Davey only had a Queen high missed straight, and Joey had a King high missed flush. So Davey loses round one and quickly pulls off his shirt. I never noticed before but Davey actually has hair on his chest between his nipples. Not a lot, but I never noticed it before. And he has a trail of hair from his navel to the top of his pants that looks sexy as fuck! Wow! My cock starts getting hard just looking at his chest. Fuck this is embarrassing if anybody notices.
Joey deals the second round, and Patrick has low hand and takes off his shirt. He is a tiny bit overweight. Not fat, but a little chunky. And his chest looks like he has small tits. Kinda cute and hot actually. And I don't see a single hair on his chest or belly.
Third round and Patrick loses again. "Oh, man!" he yells and starts blushing, looking all embarrassed.
"Come on Patrick, take off your pants" Joey says. Davey and I echo him "Yeah take them off Patrick" and as he stands up we start whistling and cat calls and laughing like idiots. Patrick turns around slightly, pull his pants down to his ankles and turns around facing us. He's got an obvious boner in in underpants. None of us says a word. His dick looks like its about 3 inches and hard as a rock. He just plops down on the floor and says "Deal 'em".
Next round I lose my shirt, followed by Joey losing his shirt. Next one down to their underwear is Joey. And as he pulls his sweats down, he has an obvious hardon in his underpants as well. "Sorry guys, guess little Joey got a little excited". I'm now staring at his dick in his underwear. It looks to be around 4 inches long and also hard as a rock. I glance over at Patrick and his dick is still standing straight up.
Joey deals the next round and Patrick loses again. Holy shit, I'm about to see some dick for real! Then Patrick yells "Dare!" Shit, I forgot about dares. Damn it. He looks at me and asks "What's my dare Michael?"
I look around at Davey and Joey, then at Patrick and say "I dare you to suck on Davey's nipples for two minutes".
"No way!" he yells. "I'm not doing that!"
Joey looks at him and says "Yes you are, or else your underwear is coming off. And don't think we won't take it off for you!"
Patrick, looking defeated, says "Oh, man..." and crawls over to Davey. "Lay down on the floor Davey. I can't do this with you sitting up."
Davey shrugs his shoulders and lays down on his back. "OK, go!" I yell as I start timing him on my watch. As Patrick starts sucking on Davey's nipple, Davey lets out a little moan. It's then I notice that Davey's dick seems to be getting fatter in his pants leg. Davey reaches his hand up and around Patrick's head and pulls him tighter into his nipple. "Oh, God." Davey mumbles. Patrick's hand is on Davey's leg right next to his dick, which seems to be getting harder by the second.
"OK Stop!" I yell.
"Oh fuck" Davey sighs. Patrick sits up, his face all red and flushed and just looks Davey in the eyes. Then quickly moves back to where he was sitting. Davey also sits up, but it looks like his dick is in the way, so he just leaves his one leg stretched out with his big dick showing in his pants leg.
"All right, last hand" Joey exclaims and deals the cards. Joey loses again. He looks at me and says "What's my dare Mikey?" He's the only one that calls me Mikey and I kind of like it. "You have to chug a whole beer before we can go to bed".
Joey grabs a fresh beer, opens it and chugs it straight down without stopping. Then he lets out a huge belch which gets us all laughing hysterically again.
"All right, it's already 1 in the morning, let's hit the hay boys. Davey you can have the twin bed, Patrick can take the couch and Mikey you're sleeping with me" he says as if he's made up his mind about it and nobody has anything to say. Inside I'm screaming "YES! I get to sleep in Joey's bed with him!". On the outside I'm grinning from ear to ear knowing I'm about to sleep in bed with Joey. And he's still just in his underwear! He looks at me with a smirk and says "What's that stupid grin for?"
"Oh, nothing" is all I can say, but I'm still grinning. Joey climbs into bed in the middle. I just look at him. "Dude, you're in the middle of the bed! Make room for my ass."
"Oh, sorry Mikey. I'm used to sleeping alone in here." and he scoots over a bit to the side. I crawl into bed just as Davey is taking off his pants to jump into the twin bed. He turns briefly towards us and scratches his big dick which flops in his underpants, then crawls into bed and pulls the covers over him.
Patrick is already asleep on the couch. Went out like a light as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Joey turns to me and says "Hey, would you turn off the light? It's the switch on the wall over there."
I'm laying there with my dick as hard as a rock. "OK" I kinda whisper. I stand up, and realizing everyone else is just in their underpants, I pull my pants off, walk across the room with my proud boner, turn off the light and crawl into bed with Joey.
I'm laying there still boned. Horney as fuck. I kind of want to jerk off. But I can't do that until everyone else is asleep. I'm listening to everyone's breathing. Patrick has a little light snore going on so I know he's asleep.
I hear Davey breathing steady and quietly. I think he's asleep too.
Joey's lying next to me on his side facing away from me. I'm so excited right now my heart is pounding in my chest. I want to touch Joey, to feel his warmth next to me. I want to play with his dick. I want to suck him. I want to make him cum for me. Oh my God, what is wrong with me? Why can't I stop thinking like this? Fuck! I'm going to go crazy if I don't at least jerk off and shoot a load.
Then Joey yawns a little and rolls over on his back. His leg is touching my leg. My leg feels like it's on fire. I feel sparks flying between us. Holy shit this feels so good! I'm breathing heavy. My heart is still pounding and my dick feels like it wants to explode. I try to relax and calm down. I start to take slow deep breaths. Before long my breaths are slow and deep and in rhythm to Joey's breaths. We're actually breathing exactly the same. He hasn't moved in like 10 minutes. I think he might be asleep. I think I might try to jerk off to calm myself down so I can sleep. But instead I slowly turn onto my left side facing Joey and put my arm on his stomach and my hand on his chest. He doesn't move. I can feel his heart beating. His breathing stays the same. The heat coming of his body is intense. It feels calming and beautiful. I whisper "Joey". He doesn't move. He doesn't answer. My hand starts to move down his chest and stomach. My finger stops at his belly button and gently caresses it. Joey is still breathing peacefully and undisturbed. My hand reaches the top of his underpants. My fingers start to tremble at the thought of what I'm doing. He could wake up any second! What if he freaks out? But I can't stop my hand from sliding inside his underpants and onto his cock. Joey suddenly snorts through his nose a little, turns towards me and whispers "Don't you dare stop whatever it is you're going to do. Just be quiet OK?" and kisses me on the cheek. "OK" I whisper back.
At this point I can't even think straight. Joey just told me to keep going! Holy fuck! My hand reaches the tip of his cock and it's a little wet. He almost hisses as my hand slides over the precum and onto his cock. He moans quietly as I gently caress his balls. It's dark and I can't see. But I would guess his cock is around 4 or 5 inches and kinda thin. His balls aren't huge but feel full and soft. He feels beautiful. I slide myself down on the bed. My face is inches from his cock.
"Suck me" he whispers and pushes a little on the back of me head to get me going. I slide his cock gently into my mouth. Just the head at first, licking all around. "Ohhhh" he moans, a little too loud. Hearing him is just turning me on even more. I'm finally sucking my friends cock. And he is loving every second of it. I start sucking and sliding up and down rapidly on his whole cock while caressing his balls. All of a sudden I feel his cock expand in my mouth and cum shoots hard into it. One, two, three, four big shots of cum. Joey is breathing hard and whispers "Oh my god!" I feel and taste a few more dribbles of cum from his cock. "Stop! Please it's so sensitive!" he whispers again a little too loud while grabbing my head. I almost fall off the bed trying to sit up quickly. I fall back onto the pillow and Joey rolls over on top of me and starts to kiss me. Not just any kiss, but his tongue is invading my mouth like he was a starving animal. He's eating his own cum from my mouth as we kiss. And he's also jerking me off. All of a sudden I shoot a huge load out of my cock an all over his leg that was straddled over me.
We both collapse, spent and exhausted, and hold each other tightly.
"That was amazing" Joey says.
"You have no idea how long I've dreamed of doing that" I whisper in his ear.
"What took you so long?" Joey replies, kissing me on the cheek.