Pool Fun

Harvey and I were just swimming together, like always.  Harvey was the same age as me, 16, but he was smaller in size.  He isn't very skinny but he had a smaller build; I had a little more muscles than him.  We didn't wear triangle speedo swimming trunks, but rather the boxers typed trunks.  This one day, things started to get fun.

We were in the "Pool Riverside" - a long narrow pool which links to the pool's slide - and started playing like every guy did, catching and grabbing each others dicks.  Although, i wasn't very good and this game and often ended up being grabbed by him.  Now, Harvey started reaching for mine again but this time he let his guard down. I avoided the attack and reached inside his trunks. He put up a rather good fight but still i got hold of his dick.  This was the first time i had ever touch it, not through the trunks, but skin to skin.  I even gave it a few playful tugs when i caught it and refused to let go.  When i did, he rose above the water level and blushed a little.  It seemed like he enjoyed it but he doesn't want to show it. Later, we carried on playing and catching, a few times being warned by the lifeguard that it was dangerous, and eventually we ended our swim and headed to the showers.

"Hey Harvey," I said.

"Yeah?"

"Dare to bath naked and don't close the bathroom stalls' doors?" I tempted him, hoping he'd say yes.

He hesitated a little and then said, "Sure, why not!"

We went to the most inward corner of the showers and I took the corner stall; Harvey took the one next to me.  There was a wall in front of us so nobody could walk past and see us.  We went into our stalls and as agreed, we didn't close the doors.  Showers were heard but none of us saw each other yet.  I had never seen Harvey's dick before although he saw mine occasionally during bathing times after swimming.  He was so shy that he used to close the door of the stall so i was surprised he agreed to not close it.

"You stripped yet?" I asked

"Nope, you?"

"Not yet."

After a while i removed my trunks and i was naked. I had nothing to lose, Harvey saw me naked so many times that i didn't care.  Then i turned around and so Harvey looking shyly at my dick.  His eyes were fixated to it.

"Hey comon, you bathed so fast i didn't see yours. Comon don't be shy." I broke the silence and walked towards him at the same time.  Harvey gave in quite easily and didn't put up any fight when i pulled his pants away from his body, revealing the 2inch flaccid asian dick in his underwear.  Then satisfied i returned to my showers.  I noticed Harvey never stopped looking at me and i could see a growing boner in his pants, which he tried to hide.

"Alright, come on in and shower with me, don't be shy.  I'll help you wash the parts you couldn't reach." Of course this was a lie.  I just wanted Harvey inside the stall with me. He walked in and i closed the stall's door and locked it.  He removed his shirt while i removed his pants, revealing the boner raging out of the briefs.  I gave it a slight tug before i pulled it down.  The 4inch long dick extended itself to me, kind of signalling me to play with it.  My 4inch erect dick also revealed itself to Harvey and he looked nervous.  I grabbed his dick and started rubbing it, pulling in and out the foreskin.  And then Harvey also reached his hand out to my dick and returned the favor.  I slowly moved my mouth down Harvey's chest, licked and sucked his nipples and he groaned in joy.  I moved my mouth further down until it reached the small bush of pubes Harvey had and finally i was sucking his dick.  He seemed to enjoy the feeling of my tongue and lips on his sensitive penis head.

"Ahh.. Ahh.. I'm cumming!" Harvey whispered and then 7 shots of white creamy cum exploded in my mouth and i savoured every bit of it.  After that, Harvey continued to rub on my dick, only even faster. He cuddled my balls in his hand and started pulling it.  After a good one minute, the familiar feeling came back and i started groaning. 6 strings of cumshot blasted itself onto Harvey's tanned body and he tasted some of them.  We then washed up and kissed. I discovered another part of him which made me happier.

3 in a Bed

Nick and Ray were best of pals and they stayed in the same house, in the same room, and on the same king-sized bed. They frequently do what they do best - giving each other wanks whenever they're on bed.  Earlier this morning, Ray woke up to find Nick's hand on his dick and it became erect instantly.

"Morning Ray" Nick said.

Ray just smiled and placed his hands on Nick's already hard rock.  Nick gasped in pleasure.  Nick started working on Ray's 5.5inch erect dick and rubbed even faster each time.  At the same time, Ray stroked on Nick's 5inch boner. They both exhaled in pleasure and Ray was about to climax.

"Oh shit, im coming!" Ray said and he moved up and sat onto Nick's chest.  Ray's body was rather fair and fit and had a slightly visible six pecs while Nick had a slightly tanner body, and although not very muscular, he was also fit. Nick continued rubbing and then started using his mouth to push in and out of Ray's dick. Nick looked hornily and affectionately at Ray.  Then, white hot cum exploded all over Nick's mouth and he swallowed them greedily in one mouthful.  Ray slowly moved the blanket away and his face was now at Nick's groin area.  Ray took a huge breath of Nick's pubes and slowly licked his balls into his mouth, fondling with it.  Nick couldn't take it anymore and pulled Ray's mouth into his 5inch tanned boner.  Nick pulled Ray's head with a rhythm and he started moaning, "Ahh... Ahh.." and BOOM, Nick exploded all over Ray's face, which Nick later licked up.  Both of them, naked and satisfied, now hugged each other and fell asleep again, with their dicks leaning onto each other.

Now, they were both having breakfast when their Aunt Susan brought in a new kid.

"This is Duncan, his parents need to move houses so now he'll be staying in your room.  He's 15, the same as you guys, so i think you guys will get along just fine." Aunt Susan told us both.

Ohmygod! Nick and Ray knew this meant difficulties in what they are going to do everyday...

Duncan body was rather in between fair and tanned, and he was a little more muscular than Nick, but less than Ray.  So basically he was the middle of them both.  He was also very friendly and cheery.

"Hi guys!" Duncan greeted.  Both Nick and Ray returned the greeting cheerily, although what they felt was their hearts beating rather quickly, worried of their plans in bed.

Soon, Duncan was brought up to the best buds' room where he was asked to settle his things down.  Nick and Ray observed him as he unpacked his stuff: regular t-shirts, shorts and briefs. So he wore briefs, Nick thought.

"So how about we go swimming after you're done packing?" Nick asked friendily.

"Yeah, it'll be cooling for this hot summer weather" Ray followed up.

"Hmm, okay, i've got my trunks with me anyways!" replied Duncan.

Nick and Ray instantly stripped in front of Duncan and now they were stark naked in front of each other.  They then quickly put on their trunks in an attempt to hide their boners.  Duncan blushed a little as he saw the two dicks, not to mention the growing boner in his underwear.

"Hope you don't mind that we're so open." Nick said.

"You could do the same if you want," Ray suggested.

As far as Duncan wanted to, he didn't want the 2 to see his boner, or know the fact that he's actually a gay.

"I'm more of the shy type, i guess i'll stick with the bathroom" he said hastily and dashed for the bathroom.

The both of them shrugged and headed downstairs to the pool.  They started swimming around and catching each other.  Their dickies shrunk in the cold water but nonetheless, Nick wanted to play with Ray.  He moved his foot expertly and started tickling Ray's dick.

"Hey, cut it out before Duncan sees it," Ray said jokingly, even though he enjoyed every second of it.

And there Duncan was, in his amazingly tight speedos.  He stood beside the pool and looked down upon Ray and Nick.  Duncan caught sight of what Nick was doing but did his best to ignore it, pretending he didn't see it.  Duncan had slightly visible six pecs too.

"Hi Duncan, come on in!" Ray invited.

Duncan jumped down and water splashed everywhere.  They swam around for a while more and also played catching with each other.  Occasionally, Nick and Ray purposely rubbed body against body with each other.

Afterwards they proceeded for dinner, played video games in their room and finally it was bedtime.  Nick and Ray usually slept naked but since they had a visitor, they kept their briefs on.  Duncan was used to sleeping in briefs so he didn't mind. They laid on the bed, with Nick on the extreme left, Duncan in the middle and Ray on the extreme right. Just great, Nick thought. Nick once again moved his fingers expertly onto Ray's briefs and Ray jumped a little, he didn't expect a visit from Nick so soon, plus, they weren't even sure if Duncan slept yet. Nick started working on Ray's hard boner and he soon returned the favour to Nick.  They both gasped softly until they both exploded.  They slept for a while and coincidently they both woke up 2 hours later.  Nick and Ray both knew each other was awake but they didn;t take any actions.  Now, brave little Nick was curious and wanted to explore Duncan's body.  He hugged Duncan's waist and cuddled his breasts.

"Hey what are you doing? He might wake up you know." Ray whispered.

"Shhh.." Nick said.

Nick slowly moved his fingers down to Duncan's briefs and gave his dickie a soft squeeze.  Duncan gasped slightly but he was still asleep.  Nick then slowly pulled Duncan's briefs down and it showed a 6inch erect dick with quite an amount of pubes.  Duncan was more into puberty than Nick or Ray was, he even had armpit hair, which Nick and Ray did not have.  Nick started pumping onto Duncan's dick uncontrollably and that was when Duncan woke up.  Nick jumped a little but didn't stop as he saw that Duncan didn't reject the offer. Instead, Duncan reached for Nick's hardon and started working on it too.

"I saw what you guys did in the pool just now" Duncan said, with a grin on his face.

Ray slowly moved his dick into Duncan's tight ass and started pumping away.  Nick then sat up and told Duncan to suck his dick, which he did obediently while Ray pumped his dick into Duncan's ass and rubbed Duncan's dick at the same time.  They carried on until Duncan started breathing heavily, the familiar feeling was back and Duncan shot 5 strings of hot while cum towards Nick.  Now Nick was getting the familiar feeling and shot into Duncan's mouth.  Ray was now getting faster and faster and Nick facilitated the process by fingering Ray's asshole.  He blew 6 shots of cum into Duncan's ass and then hugged Duncan around his fit breasts.  The 3 of them slept and hugged each other.  This could be the beginning of a good friendship.

Story is my original piece but adapted from "Never sleep 3 to a bed" by Tonimus.

Jeff & the Low Ball (by Tonimus)

One hangs lower than the other,' Jeff says. 'The left one.'

Jeff is a thirteen-year old sweetie at camp where I am a counsellor. He's Craig's friend. I'm Keith and you've read about me and some of the campers such as Craig and Paulie here on Johnie's pages. This summer I am eighteen and a counsellor at the camp, which I attended since I was a young boy. Jeff dates from the summers when I was only a camper, not a counsellor. I've known him for years, but not very well, certainly not as well as I know Craig. I first met Craig when he was nine, and we've been the best of friends ever since. Now I know that Craig hangs out with Jeff almost as much as he hangs out with me. But I've never been jealous of Jeff, who's a nice boy in his own right, but one who never has much to do with me. We sorta acknowledge the other's existence. Not that we are unfriendly, just there's no spark between us. There's lots of boys who never draw a spark from me.

Just half an hour ago Jeff came to me. It was the quiet time after lunch, reserved for resting, solitary time, or very quiet activities before the afternoon program. Most boys spend it sitting quietly on the grass, chatting or playing cards. Some, like me, spend it reading a book. But mostly I spend it giving some one-on-one to those boys who want some attention. I used to spend it exclusively with Craig, starting when he was nine and I was fourteen. But now Counsellor Keith has to spend time with any boy who needs it. So when Jeff wandered over and sat down close, but not too close, I gave him my full attention. Jeff's an attractive cutie, with long brown hair, lots of freckles and a huge smile. Pale of body, not really tanned. Muscular too, for a thirteen-year old. Good at sports, rather rambunctious but not evil. A doer, not a thinker, not a talker, so like the majority of boys.

'Hi, Keith,' Jeff started, very hesitantly. Jeff's not in my cabin, but we've spoken lots ever since we were boy campers. He has no reason to be shy with me, so something is on his mind today.

'Hi, Jeff,' I replied. 'C'mon over and talk to me.' There's no other boy looking for my attention today, so I'm all there for Jeff. Sometimes the boys line up waiting for me, taking turns for my attention. Some need a few minutes while others take a longer time. But I see them all eventually. I patted the grass beside me, and Jeff scooted over to sit almost touching me. 'Wassup?'

'Craig says I can talk to you. That you will help me. He says he trusts you.'

'You sure can,' I said gently. 'You can ask me anything. Honest.'

'And you promise not to tell? Ever? Or laugh at me?' Jeff almost squirmed beside me as he spoke. He wore cut-off denim shorts, just like me, just like most of the boys in camp. No T-shirt, no socks, just running shoes on bare feet. I noticed this summer that Jeff's getting taller, and wider of chest, than most of the other boys his age. And his voice had started to deepen. Reminded me of myself at his age, when things happened very quickly for me that summer.

Jeff sat there beside me, and said nothing. Didn't look at me either, but looked out over the lake at the far shore. Hmmmm! This could prove interesting. This strong, silent type needed some help. Obviously he was embarrased to ask something. Ready to ask for help, but unable to get it out. Well, clever Keith has his methods with shy boys! 'How about we go for a little walk?' I offered, glancing about at the number of boys close to us. Really too far off to hear what we say, but a boy likes his privacy sometimes. Jeff looked relieved and stood up. We walked off, deeper into the woods, heading for a headland above our little beach where a thick grove of balsam trees grew. Jeff walked beside me, still not saying anything.

'How about a ride on my shoulders?' I offered. Some won't but many do take a ride on my shoulders. And it's not always the bigger ones who refuse. Jeff stopped and I stood behind him. I held him by his hips. I have to hold the larger boys by their hips, or else my arms aren't long enough to hoist them over my head. The little ones I hold under their armpits, creating gales of giggles as I hoist them up and over my head to rest on my shoulders. Jeff pushed off with his legs, helped me to lift him off the ground, and I swung him up and over my head. He parted his thighs and I settled him on my shoulders. Then I pulled him forward so his weight lined up with my back. This meant his crotch fitted close against the back of my neck, as far forward as he could go. I held his ankles in my hands, his skin warm and slightly fuzzy under my fingers. The backs of his thighs felt warm on my shoulders, since I didn't wear a T-shirt. His denim shorts were so short in the leg that no cloth rested between his thighs and my shoulders.

'I really shouldn't,' he said. 'People will think I'm a baby.' But he made no move to get off, and settled down to his ride on my shoulders. I headed up the little slope towards the headland, careful to avoid any low tree branches that might hit Jeff. Pity we didn't have an apple tree that needed picking. And that apple tree was half an hour's walk away.

I reached back and cradled his bum with both hands. I pretended to move his weight forward, but I expertly slipped my fingers under the hem of his shorts. Took only a minute for my fingers to run over the part of his bum where it curved into the tops of his thighs. And then I knew that he's free-balling today. No trace of underwear on my fingers. Most of the boys don't wear underwear at camp, and I am always trying to find out who is or who isn't. 'Hey, get that finger outta there,' he softly cried from above me. So I put my hands back on his ankles.

We got to the grove of balsam trees and I crouched down. I half-lifted Jeff with my hands and he half-lifted himself by putting his feet on the ground. Then I swung him forward as he dismounted. But I made sure to keep my head high enough that his crotch could just barely pass over my head. And I had the most wonderful sensation of boy-crotch rubbing over the top of my head as he got off me. Up the back of my neck, then over the top of my head, then over my forehead, the pressure easing as he slipped off me. Seemed to me to be all-softie, but a nice mass of softie. Jeff's not in my cabin and, while I know what he looks like naked, I hadn't seen him naked recently. Jeff stood up in front of me, his back facing me. And as he straightened up, he paused for just the briefest of moments and I knew that he'd pinched his balls while they slid over my head. But he didn't touch them for comfort.

'Let's sit over here,' I said, sitting on the grass and resting my back on a large tree. I stuck my legs out in front of me and Jeff sat beside me, leaning on the same tree. Now that we were private he was prepared to come closer. Hopefully, the privacy also meant he would open up and ask me his question.

And, that's when he starts to tell me about his problem.

'One what? What hangs low?' I say in a calm and quiet voice. I have an idea what Jeff's after, but better to let him tell me.

'Promise not to laugh? Or to tell? Promise!' Jeff says into my ear. He swings around to face me, and repeats: 'Promise. I'd die if anyone found out.' His eyes are big as saucers and he's almost nose-to-nose with me. His eyes are light brown, with huge lashes that brush his cheeks when he blinks. Some girls would kill for lashes like Jeff's.

'Promise. I swear,' I answer, looking deep into Jeff's eyes. First time his face has been this close to mine. I glance at the tip of his nose, all covered in freckles. One of his front teeth is chipped and I see it as his lips move with speaking. Close-up, Jeff's really a cutie! Something in my words and looks tells Jeff that he can trust me. I'm known for keeping the boys secrets, little ones and big ones alike. They all trust me, as much as I trust them. And it works, for the few ones that I've told them that I love them have kept our secret and returned my trust.

'It's just that I don't have anyone else to ask. I tried with Craig and he almost laughed at me. Well, not really laughed, but I saw he was amused. He was gonna burst into laughter. And there's no one else here to ask.'

I pull Jeff down on my chest. To my surprise he lets me pull him tight against my chest and doesn't try to pull away. Then he swings his legs over mine and lies quietly on my chest. He's warm and soft against me and I feel the muscles of his chest, small but hard, against the curly hair on mine. I enjoy his pressure against my body for a minute, then say: 'Ok. Now tell me again what hangs low?'

'My balls. My left ball,' he says in a very quiet voice, spoken right into the base of my neck. 'I think I might have hurt it.'

I ruffle his hair with one hand in reassurance and leave my other hand on his back. I run my fingers up and down the bones of his spine. Hope it doesn't tickle. Jeff wiggles about on my chest. 'How did you hurt it?' I say. 'And why only the left one?'

'I'm gonna die of embarrassment,' he whispers into my chest.

'No, you're not,' I say into the top of his head. 'Just go ahead and tell me all about it.'

He lifts his head off my chest and looks me in the eye for a minute. Then he drops his head back on my chest. Jeff's not brave enough to tell me while looking me in the eye, but he gets his story out. 'Started before I came to camp this summer. Things have been changing for a while. You know, down there. I'm growing up, I guess. And my balls started to grow a couple months ago. They're still not big like yours, you know, but they have grown. Now the left one hangs lower than the right one, and something's wrong. I started to get feelings too, down there. When I was a little boy I used to play with my dickie once in a while. Felt good. Now it feels better, and I play with it lots more than I used to. At least once a day. That's why I think I hurt myself. I don't know if a boy can hurt himself jacking. And that's why the left one hangs lower now. Did I do something wrong?'

It all pours out of Jeff in a long, anguished stream without stopping. I keep ruffling his hair and he keeps wiggling on my chest as he tells his story. I have a fair idea what his problem is, so I say: 'I don't think you hurt yourself, Jeff.'

Jeff continues in a rush: 'I keep looking at them. I know they're growing larger every day. And the larger they get the lower the left one hangs. I try not to play with them too much. Not more than once each day. But every time I see them I want to play with them. And it feels too good to stop. When I'm about to pop my nut I love squeezing and pulling on my balls. Makes it more thrilling. Now something's wrong. I musta pulled it too hard one day.'

'No. Don't think so,' I say.

'Really,' he says, lifting his head to look me in the eye. Relief shows. 'You mean I don't have to go to the doctor? Or, worse, tell nurse about it? Whew!' He slumps back on my chest, and I feel the stiffness go out of his body as he relaxes against me.

'No. I don't think your ball is broken,' I say. 'Can I see it?'

'Sure,' Jeff says. He gets off me and kneels over me. He unsnaps his denim shorts and pulls down the zip. Then he pulls his shorts down. I see the beginnings of a six-pack above his belly-button. I see his innie belly-button, small and with no fat around it. I see a line separating the slight tan of his belly from the paler skin below, well below his belly-button. That's his Speedo shadow. We all have one, right on the level of our hip bones, across our bellies in front then over the tops of our cheeks in back. I tan darkly, and my Speedo shadow makes me look like I wear a white swimsuit when I'm naked. Jeff continues to peel off his rather tight shorts. I see a faint line of boy-fuzz way inside his Speedo shadow. Faint, brown straight hairs just half an inch long, and not too many of them either. Then his dickie comes into view. First the base among the thin hairs, then his shaft appears and finally his red-end. I know that Jeff's circumcized, like Craig and Paulie. His papoose was cut off very high, and even with a softie his whole dickie head shows, with no fold of skin covering any part of it. There's a reddish line where the surgeon cut off his papoose, behind the rim of his red-end. The rest of his dickie is as pale as his un-tanned belly. Then the shorts come down more and his bag pops into view. Jeff stands up, shakes the shorts down to his ankles and kicks them off completely. He's buck naked now apart from his running shoes. I pull him down to kneel over my belly again, and examine the goods.

'See,' Jeff says, holding his softie out of the way. 'The left one hangs lower than the right one.' I look closely at the wrinkled bag and see the two nuts inside. Not a small boy's BB's, but not as big as mine. Jeff has no hair on his bag. The nuts show clearly under the skin of his bag, swelling out the skin at the bottom of his bag which is wider than the neck where it joins his body. It's warm today and his nuts hang low in the warmth. A perfect pair of nuts, in my opinion. And not a hair to spoil the view. Jeff opens his legs to let his nuts dangle free. And I see that his left nut does hang lower than the right nut. I jiggle the bag, shift the nuts around, then let them dangle again. The left one is still lower.

'When I play with myself I like to pull on my nuts and squeeze them gently,' he says. 'And that's how I hurt the left one. Now it hangs lower.' He has a sickly look on his face and a grimace on his lips as he says this.

'Nah,' I say. 'Never happened.'

'Really?' There's a sound of relief in Jeff's voice. Then, doubt creeps in: 'I don't believe you.'

'Lemme show you,' I say. I slide out from between Jeff's knees and stand up. Jeff's eyes, large as saucers, follow my fingers as I unsnap the button on my denim shorts. I yank down the zip and ease the shorts down my body. I have hair from my chest down my belly-button in a narrow stream, then a triangle widens out to the base of my dickie. Curly brown hair that's soft as feathers, and not so thick that my skin doesn't show through the hair. Jeff's eyes follow my hair as more and more shows when I pull the shorts down. My softie pops out. Then I pull the shorts over my knees, then to my ankles, and kick them off. Now I wear only my running shoes, just like Jeff. His eyes lock on my dickie.

'Hey,' he says. 'You have an extra part. I don't have one.'

'Oh, that,' I say. 'It's my foreskin. My papoose. You used to have one. Every boy is born with one. But your mother got it cut off when you were a baby. Some mothers do it.'

'Can I touch it?' he says. But before I answer him he takes my dickie in his fingers, touching the pointy part where my papoose extends beyond my red-end. He rolls it slowly between his fingers. Then he slides his fingers towards the base of my dickie. My papoose rolls back as his fingers move. My red-end pops into view. 'Now it looks just like mine,' he says. 'But it's got a little turtleneck.' I look at my dickie and have to agree that my papoose, rolled up behind my rim, looks like a little turtleneck sweater on my dickie. Jeff grins at me and pulls my papoose forward again, covering my red-end. Then he un-rolls it and re-rolls it a couple of times.

'Not hurting you, am I?' he asks as he plays with his new toy.

'Not at all,' I say. Little does his know that he's causing me pleasure, not pain. 'Ok. Now look at this,' I say. I retrieve my dickie from his fingers and hold it up against my lower belly. My bag swings below, in clear sight now, hanging low in the summer's heat.

'See,' I say. 'Look at my balls. See the left one hangs low?'

Jeff jiggles my bag with his fingers, just as I did to his. My balls bounce and swing, then hang still again. He bends forward to look closely. 'You're right! The left one does hang low.'

'See,' I say. I clench my muscles down there and my balls pull up tight against the base of my dickie. Then I let go and they fall down again. I do it a couple of times and Jeff watches them move up and down. 'Every time the left one hangs lower.'

'How'd you do that?' he asks in wonder. I see him look down at his own dickie and bag. Takes him a minute then he figures it out. Now I see his balls draw up tight against the base of his dickie then drop loose again. He does it several times, practicing the exercise. 'Neat. I never knew you could do that!'

We check each other out. And every time we look, the left one hangs low. Jeff's grin gets larger each time we repeat the experiment. 'See,' I say. 'You're not different. I think all left nuts hang lower than right nuts. Actually, it does that to make sure your two nuts don't squeeze each other when you close your thighs. See.' And I close my thighs and my balls slide, right one over the left one, with no pinching. Jeff repeats my actions, looks at his balls safely between his thighs, and his grin gets bigger.

Jeff returns to sliding my papoose back and forth. He runs the fingers of his other hand through my hair, round and round the base of my dickie and up to my belly-button. Then he cradles my balls in his hand, feeling their weight and no doubt comparing them to his own. His actions have an effect on me. I get stiff. 'Oho!' he exclaims. 'What's this?'

I would blush, except I see that Lil Jeff is just as stiff as I am, if not stiffer. Lil Jeff impersonates a coat hook, pointing straight up along Jeff's belly with a slight curve in it. I grab it and say: 'Oho, and what's this?'

We kneel before each other, hold each other's stiffies and look at them. Jeff continues to slide my papoose up and down. A big drop of pre-come leaks out my pee-slit and spreads over my dickie head, making it glisten. Jeff's stiffie throbs in my fingers as I hold it. I lean forward, closer to Jeff, and our stiffies touch. I direct his stiffie with my fingers so his pee-slit rubs over mine. It's all wet and slippery with my pre-come. Jeff groans as the feeling hits him. I feel his stiffie give a big jerk in my fingers. Then he directs my stiffie with his fingers to repeat the rub. Now it's my turn to groan. I look up and see wonder in his eyes as he looks down at the two sensitive nerves sliding over each other. His red-end goes all dark and purple from the extra blood flow.

'Keith, can I ask another question?'

'Sure, Jeff,' I say, looking him straight in the eye. There's a light in his beautiful brown eyes that is not the lake reflecting in them.

'Is jacking off twice a day too much?' he asks me. 'Won't hurt me, will it?'

'No. It's just about right.'

Jeff continues: 'Well. Since I've only done it once already today.' His voice tails off. And, as he says this he guides my hand to his stiffie....


[This story is not mine, credits given to Tonimus.  I read this story and loved it a lot! =] ]

Brotherly Love 1

Shaun and Jason were brothers who didn't get along well with each other.  Shuan was 16 and Jason was 13.  Their parents were divorced and they were living with their mother.

One afternoon, Shaun returned home from school.  Jason was already at home, but not on the couch he usually was, where he would watch the TV.  Shaun found Jason in the kitchen, ripping a packet of cookies open.

"Hey dickface, what happened to your lip?" Jason asked.

Shaun touched his lips, they were still bleeding.

"Nothing, i just got into a fight with Roger in school." Shaun replied.

"Whoa, Roger Chirus?  What did you do to that big guy?"

"Nothing much, i just said he had a small penis."

Jason's expression looked shocked, "You must be tired of living."

"Well, sort of. Hey can i have one?" Shaun pointed to the cookies.

Jason simply walked away into the living room, and started watching the TV.

Shaun ignored him, snatched a handful of cookies and retreated to his room.  He undressed his shirt and pants, revealing his boxers.  Oops, Shaun thought.  In the midst of him snatching cookies from Jason, he left his backpack outside.  So Shaun simply walked into the living room and grabbed his backpack.  Jason's eyes were fixed on Shaun's boxers.  It was rare for Shaun to walk around the house in his boxers, but his mum was at work and he didn't care a lot.

"The cookies were nice," Shaun commented

"So are your boxers," Jason replied before he could make up what he was saying.  Embarrassed, he diverted his attention back to the TV, still blushing.

Shaun was happy that Jason said that, afterall he was wearing a branded Calvin Klein boxers.  Even so, it's been so long since Shaun saw his brother in his briefs.  He wondered whether Jason still wore briefs and also wondered how big Jason had got down there.  Since Shaun saw that his brother displayed some interest in his boxers, he decided to take his chances.

Shaun sat down beside Jason and moved in closer to him.  Jason still blushing, shuffled around uneasily.

"Can i have some more?" Shaun asked.  Jason passed the cookies to him without thinking, his heart still thudding fast.

Shaun placed the cookies onto his laps and started munching on them, occasionally peeping at Jason to observe him.  He looked at Jason, from his head, down his body and to his feet.  He had grown a reasonable amount since Shaun last examined him closely.  Without warning, a boner raged in Shaun's boxers.  Being seated so closely to Jason and being in his boxers, it was impossible to hide his boner.  Meanwhile, Jason whose eyes are fixed uneasily on the TV, reached out to grab a cookie.  However, he accidently gave his brother's dick a tug.  Shaun let out a moan and Jason didn't know how to react.  At this point, Jason was flushing red from embarrassment.  His hand was still on Shaun's boner while Shaun looked at him and decided to break the silence.

"Hey, can - " Shaun tried to say but Jason interrupted, "Im-Im so-sorry!"

"Hey man, it's cool.  I don't mind.  Actually, it's been so long since i saw you without your clothes.  You mind letting me see your, um, you know, your body?  I-I just want to check you out, you know, as a brother." Shaun lied.

Jason felt relieved but nervous too.  He didn't mind showing his brother his whole body in fact, he even wanted to have some fun with Shaun.

"Su-Sure, why not?" As Jason said it, he began unbuttoning his shirt.  Once he removed it, Shaun saw a slightly tanned body with two erect nipples.  Jason did not have armpit hair yet.  Shaun couldn't control himself anymore and he placed his both hands onto Jason's chest.  Jason jumped a little but settled down quickly.

"Let me help you with the rest of it..." Shaun said.  He circled his palms around Jason's chest and slowly moved down to his navel.  Shuan unbuckled Jason's pants and pulled it down to his ankles, which he kicked it away.  Jason was now sitting in his white, clean briefs, with a hard dick and with his brother exploring him.

"You still wear briefs?" Shaun asked.

"Yeah, they're co-cool." Jason said.

Shuan then went around sniffing Jason's whole body, from his head to his feet.  The pleasure was at its max.  He then inhaled heavily at Jason's brief, where his dick was, and they smelt little of manhood.  Shaun placed his hand on Jason's groin area and gave it a squeeze.  Jason let out a moan of pleasure.  Now, Shaun gently removed Jason's brief and he could see some hair above his dick.  Slowly, Jason's dick was revealed.  It was uncut and around 3inch erect.  Shaun began rubbing Jason's dick, making Jason feel good in the process.  But Shaun himself couldn't take it anymore too and he needed some pleasure.  Coincidently, that was when Jason placed his hands at the waistband of Shaun's boxers.

"Can i?" Jason asked.  Shaun simply smiled and Jason slowly pulled down Shaun's boxers, revealing a bush of hair and an uncut 6inch erect dick.  Jason started rubbing at his brother's boner, at the same time amazed at how long and thick it was.  Shaun started to rub more vigorously and Jason was about to blow his load.  Jason stood up and aimed his dick at his brother's face.  That was when his blew his load.  As white warm liquid was squirting out of his 3inch erect dick, he sort of collapsed onto his brother and laid onto him, his penis pressing against Shaun's navel and his chest in Shaun's face.  Perfect position, Shaun thought as he was basking in the body area of his brother.  Shuan began rubbing faster and faster, more and more vigorous and Jason volunteered to take over the job, rubbing his brother's thick 6inch penis like with seemingly all he had.  Shuan's dick began to throb in Jason's hand and Shaun began to breathe heavily.  Shaun exploded onto Jason's chest and hugged Jason while he did so.  6 strings of cumshot blasted Jason's chest and when it was done, he returned back to collapsing onto Shaun's chest.  They were both exhausted.  Shaun gave his brother a hug and held him tightly, Jason returned the gesture.  It would be a while before their mum came home and they could enjoy resting in each other's presense before that happens.

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