Speedo-High: Part 17
Bob and I fell asleep in my twin bed with his cock nestled in the crack of my ass. I never heard the clock strike twelve.
I woke up on New Year's Day as the first rays of morning seeped into Luke and my tiny bedroom. I was cradled in Bob's arm, and I was not the same boy I had been the day before. I had been fucked, my hole was sore, and I was insanely happy. If Bob felt the same way about boys as I did, I might have begged him to be my boyfriend. That crooked smile and wave blonde hair were pretty hard to resist. Plus he was my first. If I lived to be one hundred years old, I would never forget Bob or this particular New Year's Eve. It had been more than sex. Bob was amazing and was the first boy who had ever literally been inside of me. I hope this wouldn't be our last time to make love. I wasn't even disappointed that Bob had welshed on the bet I had won. I could accept the fact that he didn't want to be fucked. As much as we were alike; we were also wired differently. He was not only into boys like me; he was also into girls and wanted to go out with Jackie Worley. I could understand why. She was funny and cute with long legs and nice tits. Hell, if she had a cock, I'd want to date her too.
Only a few feet away from me, Luke was sleeping soundly. Damn he was handsome, and, like Bob, he liked to swing both ways. I could not believe that he wanted to fuck me. How hot was that. My hairy macho brother was into me. Yet, I knew I was not ready for that big dick of his. Bob's cock, which wasn't all that big, had stretched my hole and hurt like hell. I was afraid that Luke's big fat 8" long sausage would actually rip my hole, and I imagined that could take weeks to heal. I didn't want to do anything that would keep me from hooking up with other guys like JD or his brother Indian Boy. Both of their cocks were 6 inches long and easy to suck. I thought they would feel so good inside of me.
The urge to piss suddenly hit me, and my little cock had grown from its normal 2 inches to 4 inches while I had been fantasizing about my brother Luke and the two Daniels brothers--JD and Indian Boy. I slowly slipped out of bed with my hard four-inch-long cock pointing straight up. Luke opened one eye, smiled at me, and gave me a thumbs up. I stroked my hard cock seductively and licked my lips. He smiled, reached out, and gave my little cock a squeeze. Damn that felt good, but I still had to piss, so I turned toward the door, and quietly walked down our short hallway to the bathroom. With each step, I was reminded that I had been fucked for the first time. I was as sore as if I had ridden a horse all day.
Since my hard on would not go away, I sat on the toilet and leaned forward so I could piss into the toilet bowl and not onto the floor. Once my bladder was empty, I reached around and checked my fuck hole. The outside of my rectum felt slightly swollen.
When I returned to my bedroom, both Luke and a Bob were still sleeping. So, I decided to slip on some of my tiny undies, a track suit, and my running shoes. I would start the first day of the new year with a mile-long morning run. I brushed my long brown hair, put it into a pony tail, and stepped out into the cold morning air. I ran past Miguel Acosta's house. His silver mustang was parked out front and so was John David's white two-door Jeep Wrangler. I wondered if Miguel was fucking JD at the same time Bob was fucking me. The image of the sexy Cuban football quarterback fucking the star of our school's swim team was a big turn on for me. Damn, would I like to see these two heroes of mine going at it. Hopefully, JD and I would find a place to ourselves so that he could fulfill his dream of making me the first boy he ever fucked. I couldn't wait for him to make love to me. We had so much in common that it was mind blowing. We both had long brown hair and blue eyes. We both had smooth bodies and well defined muscles from the years we had spent fine tuning our bodies in the swimming pool. Finally, to be quite honest, we were both what they call pretty boys. He was into me, and I was into him. I would be proud to walk down the hall at Speedo High holding his hand as his boyfriend, but he was a senior and I was a freshman. He was fully a man, but I was still a boy, and we were both bottoms. It would never work.
I was still shocked by the fact that he was both my brother's best friend and John David's boyfriend, and that both Luke and John David (JD) had no idea he was having sex with both of them. I wondered how both would react if they found out the truth.
As I continued my early morning run, I began to think about the others boys I would like to feel inside of me. I reasoned that I could let other guys bareback me as long as they were virgins like I was before last night. So I started thinking about other ninth grade swimmers like me. The first guy who came to mind was Dustin. Ever since he had let me tug on his cock at swim practice, I had wanted to get to know him better. The boy was hot. He looked like Justin Bieber, had diamond earrings, and a cock that was four inches long when it was soft. He was also very sexy with his British accent. He had the biggest pecs on the swim team and a golden bush that often showed above the waistband of his Speedo. He told me that I could tug on his cock anytime since his best friend Jamal wouldn't do it. I decided that I would have to ask him to spend the night the next time Luke stayed over at Miguel's house.
I had spent so much time fantasizing about others boys that I had finished my one-mile route and was nearly back home. Surprisingly, the run had helped my butt pain. It had not helped my hard on though. I was still rock hard and really horny.
I quietly reentered the house where everything was still quiet. I went straight to our one-and-only bathroom to take a quick shower to rinse the sweat off of me and to jack off. After I washed and conditioned my long brown hair, I stood facing the shower head allowing the hot water to rinse my thick hair, and I starting slowly to stroke my little cock. I knew it would not take long to shoot a load since I had been hard for a good 30 minutes straight at this point. With my left hand massaging my smooth grape-sized nuts, my right hand squeezed and stoked my hard cut boycock from the base to the shiny head. I was lost in the world of pleasure while images of John David fucking me danced in my head.
You can image my surprise when I felt another body step into the shower behind me. I kept my eyes closed while he wrapped his arms around me from behind me and pushed his hard cock against my back. He bent his head to the side and began to kiss my neck while he replaced my right hand with his and stroked my hard dick. My senses were so overwhelmed that I was not sure if the body pressed against mine belonged to my best friend Bob or to my hairy brother Luke. He was making me feel so good that I didn't care. I kept my eyes closed and allowed him to excite every neuron in my brain. I was no longer standing in the shower. I was wrapped in darkness and erotic bliss. My breathing began to quicken as I gasped for air. My balls drew up into their hairless sack, as I clinched and released my recently fucked asshole over and over. He continued to kiss my neck and to stroke my cock faster and faster. His left hand squeezed and massaged my hard pecs, his right hand was a blur as he brought me closer and closer to climax. Then it hit me. The orgasm of orgasms. I shot three short ropes of cum against the wall of the shower and reached a sexual high I had never reached before.
As I began to return to reality, the boy with the hard cock pressed against me covered my eyes so that I still could not know who he was. Then he took my right hand and had me reach around my back to wrap it around his hard prick. I could tell that it did not belong to Luke because it was no where near as long. Then I felt the head of the hard throbbing penis, and I could tell this one was not circumcised like Bob. What the fuck? Who had the balls and was impulsive enough to sneak into my house and join me in the shower?
At this point he turned me around as he gently covered my mouth to keep me from gasping too loudly. It was JD.
My eyes grew twice their normal size. I couldn't believe it. I had just fantasized about him fucking me seconds before, and now he was standing there hard and naked in front of me. I kissed him hard and deep, rubbed my cock against his, and grabbed his ass cheeks which were like ripe cantaloupe halves.
"How did you get in here?" I whispered.
"I was walking out to my Jeep when I saw you returning from your jog. So, I moved my Jeep out of Miguel's driveway and parked it around the corner so no one would see it. Next, I snuck up to the front door and looked through the window into your house. When I could tell that no one was up, I opened the unlocked door, and followed the shower noise into the bathroom to surprise you," he said.
"You are crazy. Anyone could have caught you," I said. "Damn you look sexy." Water was dripping from his amazing hairless body.
"Yea bro," he said. "My impulsiveness is going to get me in trouble one day."
We both toweled off quickly, dressed, and snuck back out of the house while everyone was still snoozing away. We walked to his Jeep and sat together inside.
"There is something I have to tell you little man," he said smiling. "I cannot get you off my mind. Last night while Miguel was fucking me, I kept thinking about you. I've never done that before. He's an amazing lover, but I was only thinking of you."
"This morning when I jogged past Miguel's house and saw your Jeep, I began to imagine you making love to me," I told him. "It looks like I can't get you off of my mind either."
He pressed his lips against mine and kissed me hard and deep. "It's like you are a drug, and I am addicted to it," he said once the kiss ended. "I can't stop thinking about fucking your cute little swimmer's ass. I've always thought of myself as more of a bottom, but you have somehow rewired my brain. I don't understand what's happening to me."
"Look man, it's time you knew," I grinned. "I put a spell on you."
"I should have known, you little fucker," he said tickling me.
"By the way Coach," I said. "I might be little, but I'm not a fucker. I've never fucked anyone, and I don't know if I will ever want to."
"That's cool baby boy. You've got to do you. By the way, will I be the lucky guy who gets to take your ass cherry?" he asked.
"I'm afraid not," I replied. "I lost it last night to Bob."
"How'd it go?" he asked.
"To be honest, it was a combination of pain and joy," I replied. "I've never done anything before that felt amazing and hurt like hell at the same time."
"Yea, I remember my first time, and it was just like you described," he said. "Trust me, if your lover is patient and careful, it will feel better and better every time."
"No pain at all?" I asked.
"I didn't say that. It will still hurt some, but not as bad and not as long if the other guy takes the time to get your hole ready and to turn you on," he replied. "You know how the water always feel shockingly cold when you jump in for your first lap at practice? he asked.
"Yea," I replied unsure of where this conversation was going.
"Then, it starts to feel better and better as your body grows accustomed to it," he said.
I nodded my head.
"Butt fucking is like that. When he first pushes his prick past the rectum, it hurts. But, once he starts moving slowly in and out and his cock begins to massage your prostrate, it starts feeling good."
"So, when are you going to massage my prostate Coach?" I asked.
"I've got a plan, baby boy. Remember how Indian Boy asked you to come hang out at our house later today?" he asked.
"Yea. He said he was going to pay me back what he owed me," I said.
"I think you put my straight little brother under your spell too," he said laughing. "Anyhow, while you're over at our house, I might ask you to run an errand with me. If I do, go along with it."
"Awesome," I said. "Look, I'd better go back inside. I left Bob sleeping in my bed. Oh yea, thanks for sneaking into the shower with me. I loved it."
"Anytime bro," he said smiling and giving my upper thigh a squeeze.