First of all, I have to admit I was stoned. And a bit drunk to boot. A few of us had just pillferred beer from the local convenience store and ignored the security cameras doing so. With cans stuffed in our parka pockets, jeans and even in our belts (they were COLD too) we bought some gum and left. Sirens approaching told us we were caught, so we ran. And thanks to our youth and a nearby woods, we escaped while glancing back to see the flashing red lights of the cops now parked in front of the store. "Don't worry, we're minors" one of our group said. Despite that a knot in my stomach told me I was going to be in big trouble. All of us went to that same store often so the clerk could recognize us..if not now, sooner or later. We trudged thru the darkness towards the movie theater that was on the other side. As we walked into the clearing, I noticed the neon lights seemed a bit brighter as well as slightly blurry. We had devoured as much of the evidence as we could while crossing the distance. Thanks to the neon lights too, we were in plain view, we aimed our peckers towards the trees and released the quickly processed brew...as if to thumb our noses at what we had just done. Fortunately for me, the neon lights also illuminated the dicks of my companions for I loved to look at them. In the gym at school, the bathrooms in the park, the alleys behind the school (where we pissed late at night) or anywhere I could see them....I looked. "Like what you see kid?" I had been asked more then once. The first few times I blushed or ran away. But now and then, I nodded and smiled. One guy swung at me, another smiled and nodded back and only the past summer an older guy invited me to a bathroom stall to "take a closer look". I didn't go. But that night I watched the waving cocks to the left and right of me. I waved mine back...because we all were looking at each others peckers. "Come on, let's get stoned" one of the group said. A few curses later, we were in the back of an old warehouse. Jimmy had pried the door open and went to the desk he used when working there. In the back of one of the drawers, he located a plastic bag and inside were several white sticks....joints actually. We lounged outside in the alley long enough to pass one joint back and forth and long enough to get silly, giggle and talk about each others cocks, butts and baskets. My basket seemed to get a few comments and I gladly talked about their cocks. Somehow we got to a butt appreciation discussion and each of us had to drop trou so the rest could see and judge our butts. "Myke, you be the judge....since you like cock so much, you'll be the best one to judge butts...kind of being objective and all" The rationale seemed obvious to me at the time. I had them line up and with my hands outstretched felt each set of buttocks thru their jeans. "Firm, round, big, tight, small" and other comments I offered and got the expected amount of curses and other responses. Then my own buttocks got felt by each of them as we exchanged roles. By the time we got finished everyone had felt everyone elses butts. "OK it's cock time" someone said. My favorite time. Through our jeans again (damn it) we got to feel each others baskets. Fortunately one or two of them didn't wear underwear so I got to feel the tubes as well as balls. Others just had a bunched up ball of meat. But most had erections and didn't care having each of us feel it. I know I didn't mind. I even got close to coming when Phillip was stroking my cock with his thumb and finger. "Not yet" I gasped and everyone laughed at my near orgasm. "Be careful, he's so horny he'd hump that trash can" Ryan got the "best cock" award by Andrew. I awarded the best butt award to little Canyon. But the smile he gave me told me something I wasn't expecting. I cupped his asscheeks and held on firmly as I said he had the nicest, roundest, firmest butt in the group. "He'll do for me fine" I said. Everyone hooted. Canyon turned his head without pulling away from my grasp and smiled a smile that got my cock harder. We stumbled towards our homes and I got worried about the beer stealing again. The lights on in my parents bedroom window, told me I had a right to worry. Somehow they knew and I was going to get it...bad. "Shit if they smell my breath and see my eyes, they'll know for sure. I can't even lie about it" I said to the three companions left. "No problem, come to my place tonight..nobody's home. Call them from there and say you're spending the night". Canyon offered and I nodded. Ryan waved goodbye as he trotted off to his home and I followed Canyon's cute butt to his house. It was dark. We went inside and to his room...standing side by side we expelled another gallon or more of processed beer. "Nice cock" he said looking down at the half hard meat in my hand. "Your's ain't bad either" I responded. He seemed disappointed "I thought you liked my butt" He walked away..his butt catching my attention again. "I do....I do" I said. "What did they say?" Canyon asked me after I hung up the phone. I turned and was almost distracted by the sight of him wearing only a pair of small jockey shorts. His smooth skin, pointed nipples, great lips and cute smile was almost edible. "Uh, they didn't like me not coming home..but I insisted...they said they had something to talk to me about when I got home. Shit, they know." I was distressed. "Hey don't worry, they'll be over it a bit by the morning..besides you can't be in any more trouble then you would be tonight. So in the meantime you can relax here, have some fun and sleep" His hands were opening my shirt and peeling it off me. I let him. His hands unbuttoned my jeans too and yanked them until I lifted my hips. My jockey shorts too were pulled down...until I sitting on his bed, bareass. As Canyon knelt to take off my shoes and socks, my cock started to arch up. The sight of him on his knees, his reddish brown head of hair moving as he went about his task got me as excited as seeing his white cotten coverd buns moving about. "Take em off too" I said. He knew what I meant and thumbed his waistband and took off his jockeys so fast it was a blur. Naked he stood in front of me now...offering his cock and balls for inspection. "Nice, now turn around" I said He giggled and did what I said. His buttocks were smooth, round, firm and bubble size. I felt them. "Know what to do ?" Canyon turned his head towards me and smiled that smile I saw earlier. "I think so" I said honestly. "Let me help you get started" Canyon turned around and knelt again. His hand cupped my balls and his other hand held my erection. His mouth surrounded my cock head and he was sucking my cock. "Shit, I don't want to cum yet" I gasped and that slowed him down. "Can you do it a few times?" he asked. The glow of salava around his mouth turned me on even more. I could jack off at least three times with sperm loads. Sometimes I could do it more..but the ejaculations weren't anything to brag about. So I told him "yeah" and he returned to sucking me until I was gasping so loud I worried someone would hear us. "Nobody's home..have a good time" he said and returned to work driving me nuts and quicly making me shoot streams of white cum all over his face and body. I lay there gasping....recovering from the very first blow job I had ever received. "I should a..." I muttered not finishing the sentence about should have accepted the guy's invite to the bathroom stall for a blowjob long ago. "Watch" Canyon said as he jacked his cock, turning in all directions, looking at himself in the mirror, bending over to show me his asshole open and close as he jacked. "My turn" he said as he squirted everywhere...his streams flew so long I assumed he could hit the ceiling when jacking off in bed. It landed on the floor, bed and me...dribbled on his own body and feet. We lay on the bed, cum stained, catching our breath. "We're gonna have a long night of fun" he said. We stepped into the hot steaming water and showered, exploring each other as we soaped and rinsed each other. "Use these" he said offering me a package of condoms. "Where did you get these?" I asked. "My brother uses them" he said adding "thank god. They have built in lube and sometimes he forgets to use lube without them". I knew he was telling me more then just the value of lubricated rubbers. "Yeah" I added as if I knew. The truth was, I was a virgin until that night...in everyway. "I like it this way" Canyon lay on the bed, face down wiht his legs spread open. "Need some help?" he asked. "Naw" I said rolling a rubber on my now erect cock and trying to find his butthole. "Shiiiiiit, you're big" he said as I shoved it inside him. "Sorry" I said "No, it's cool..you're just bigger than...." he didn't finish the revelation of who or what I was bigger then. I had shoved carrots and other things in my own butt from time to time when I jacked off. But I had never felt a real cock in me. I wondered what it felt like. Canyon seemed to know I was new at this..he offered me instructions. "Go slow at first" I went slow...feeling the grasp of his sphinter around my cock...feeling his insides rub against my cock head. "Ooooo, good. I knew you would be" he sighed. "Okay, you can pump faster now" I responded and loved the tension that I was creating in my own body. My knees shook, my stomach twitched, my torso muscle tightened. I began slamming my cock into him..banking the headboard against the wall. Nobody was home, I knew, so I didn't stop...I kept making it bang until Canyon reached up to stop it. "Don't stop" he said..and I continued slamming into him..making his entire naked body jump with each thrust. His butt was turning red as if I had been spanking it. The thought of doing that got me even more excited. "Shit, my brother should see this..." Canyon once again revealed more about his private life then I had known before..perhaps more then he had planned to tell me...or anyone. With each explosion in my gut, each pulsation of my muscles and each relase of a portion of jism into the rubber deep inside Canyon's guts, I slammed and curse loudly. "Crap" I said falling on him..my cock still inside him. "Hmmmm, keep it there" Canyon said as he reached under him and manipulated his own cock then gyrated his hips until he was gasping too. I knew he was ejaculating under his body...soaking his bed...while I remained on top and inside him...my body moving as he moved. He collapsed...I knew he had had a great orgasm. I started to move. "Not yet...I want to feel it" His ass flexed...my cock was squeezed again and again...I hoped it would respond but it remained flacid. We sat naked on the floor in the kitchen eating some pretty awful sandwiches piled with everything from pickles to peanut butter. But we devoured every drop. We swallowed cans of pop...considered beer but decided we didn't want to doze off from the alcohol. "We got all night" Canyon said as he felt for my cock and played with it. It started to harden and I smiled. "Looks like we do" We sucked each other for the longest time....spending more time fingering each others buttholes. "You want to feel what I felt?" His cock slipped into me like one of the carrots I had used...his cock was hard, but thin, long but not thick. I lay on my back watching him go through facial contortions as he fucked me. His body looked like a gymnist as his pecs hardeneed, his stomach too tightened and his thighs bulged as he put everything he had into screwing me. My first blow job, My first ass and my first fucking...and I was hard and ready to do more. As he held his cock, it spit all over me..I was fascinated by Canyon's expressions of pleasure, delight, pain and some other kind of emotion I couldn't define. "Your turn" he said "do it before I thighten up too much" I was on my knees and holding his ankles as he had held mine. My cock returned to its familiar birth inside him and I fucked him as I had earlier..slow at first then getting faster... "Slow down..make it last" he said I realized I had my eyes closed. When I opened them, I was delighted to see Canyon holding an erection. He had gotten hard again so soon after cumming. I figured it was because of me..and that made me feel hornier. I dont' know how long I fucked him in that position...but when I exploded, showering hims with some much sperm he looked diseased, I collapsed and every muscle in my legs and back told me how much work I had put them through. "I'll set the alarm" he said. We slept almost instantly..not bothering to wipe our cum puddles dry. He awoke me with his mouth....lips, neck, nipples, stomach, cock, balls, toes, and even worked under me to tounge my butt. My cock was rock hard and he was on it..sucking and sucking until I begged to fuck him again. He chose the positions, doggy style, spooning, on leg up and the other outstretched. It didn't take long for me to cum again..and it wasn't much of an orgasm..but it did empty me out and that feeling was new to me. I sucked him and did to him whatever he asked. My toungue explored him head to toe, in his butthole and all over his cock until my lips were coated with his cum. I knew I wasn't supposed to lick cum....I wasn't experienced, but I had read and heard enough to know about safe sex. But I couldn't insult him by spitting it out either. So I tasted the salty taste. I licked my own cum off his stomach....at least I thought it was my cum. And he lay on top of me kissing, touching and loving me. My hands reached for and held onto the nicest set of buns I had seen...and the only ones I had fucked thus far. My parents would yell, the cops would admonish, the clerk would hopefully not press charges, and I'd pay him back for the merchandise or even get yelled at by some juvenile court judged. But at that moment as I drifted off to sleep with a naked man in my arms..my hands on his butt, his lips on my cock, nipples and mouth..I didn't care. I kissed him back and patted his butt. He giggled. We slept.