I hustled back to the locker room with all the other sweaty guys in my gym class. We had just finished a twelve lap run and we were exhausted! Of course, I was the first to finish the run, I always was. I'm Duncan Campbell. I'm 17 years old, probably the 'head' jock at my school, and sexy as fuck! I'm about 6 foot with long muscled arms and legs, both with a nice dusting of hair. I have dirty blond hair cut short and brown eyes. I keep myself nicely tanned. I also have a killer ass, round, bubbled and muscled. Not to brag, but I'm also hung like a fucking horse.
So we all pushed into the locker room, our shoulders pushing each other around. We were all anxious to get out of here because it was Friday and a long weekend. People shoved over to their lockers and started to spin the lock around until it opened. I finally got through to my locker and spin my locker code in. The lock popped open and I swung my locker door open. My locker stunk of sweat. I pulled off my gym uniform and my boxers and tossed them into my locker. I pulled out my towel and slung it over my shoulder. I glanced around and noticed there were only a few guys in the locker room. Everyone else must be in the showers. I guess I'll have to wait. The guys left in the locker room were my friends. We usually were the last to leave on Friday because we would discuss what we were going to do on the weekend.
After about ten minutes, guys started piling out of the showers, dripping water all over the locker room floor. They were laughing and joking around and some playing the occasional game of grab ass. I glanced over, seeing my gym teacher leaning near the door, watching us. Everyone said coach was a fag, even though he was married. He is the only gym teacher that only watches his students in the school. Although, he does have a good reason because some of us aren't that well behaved, mostly me and my buds. But, everyone thought that staring at our naked, wet bodies was a good reason to call him a fag.
My friends and I started toward the showers. Our towels slung over our shoulders, our manhood's bouncing off our thighs. We reached the shower room and dropped our towels on the wet floor outside the room. This is what sucked about showering last, since you had to put your towel on the floor, the floor was soaking wet after a herd of guys trampled out of here. You're probably wondering why we put the towels on the floor. We use to have hooks, but some idiots got into a fight and one got slammed into the hooks. From then on, they've been a safety hazard.
The shower room didn't have stalls like the girls one did. Ours was just one room with about 20 showerheads. The room wasn't that big, so even if there were 20 people in here at the same time, you would be smushed against each other. I turned my showerhead on and cold water spurted out at me. It took a minute for the water to warm up. I glanced around at my friends under the showerheads.
Chris was closest to me. He was the same age as me and about the same height. Chris was an athlete, but just in track mostly. He had great legs that were thick from muscles. The rest of his body had some muscles, but very slightly defined. Chris had brown hair that was short and curled at the back a bit. We oftened made fun of him because besides his head, he was hairless.
Nick was further down the room than Chris. He was the same age, yet about two inches taller than me. He loved football and rugby. Well, what guy doesn't? But he played both, and he played both well! Nick was a tank, not an ounce of fat, but muscles everywhere. He has blond hair, cut very short.
Jake was my other friend, the furthest away from me. Same age, but a few inches shorter than me. He played tennis and soccer, the 'girl sports' we called them. Jake wasn't as muscled as everyone else, but he had some. He has hair that curls and is a dirty blond, like mine.
"Guys, what're we up to this weekend?" Nick asked.
"I was thinking about picking up some pussy and have a fucking orgy!" Jake said.
"Yeah right, you couldn't pick up pussy if someone hand delivered it to you," I said laughing.
"Fuck you, man," he said.
"Cmon pussies, I know what we're doing. Nude beach over in Alvingston, about an hour's drive," I said.
"Why the fuck would we want to go there? You know that they'll be less chicks than dudes, right?" Chris respodned.
"Fuck you," I said, "all the guys there are fucking old. Who do you think a chick wants to get plowed by, a young hung stud, or an old fart who can't get it up."
"They'll be young guys there too, thinking the same thing you are, you retard," replied Nick.
"Well, we'll fucking see. You pussies in or out?" I asked.
"In," the three replied in unison.
The guys and I slept over at my house that night. We had a few beers and watched some movie. We were going to throw a porno in, but I said that they would probably drop their load and that they wouldn't be able to get their cocks hard for the hot chicks tomorrow. After the 'fuck you's' and the 'you faggot' remarks were exchanged over my comment, we went to bed.
I was the first one to wake up. I got up and stretched my muscled legs and arms. I was still pretty tired, but I wasn't going to go back to sleep. I walked into my bathroom and took a piss, which was pretty messy thanks to my morning wood. When I got back to the room, I noticed that Jake wasn't there. Probably woke up and went to get something to eat. I went downstairs to see if he was in the kitchen. Nope, not there. I went to go back upstairs and walked past the second bathroom. I heard a small moan. I stopped and backed up and listened. There was a rythmic sound and a few moans every couple beats. I smiled. Jake must be dealing with his morning erection.
I went back to my room where Chris and Nick were still sound asleep. I opened my dresser and pulled out a pair of blue jeans. I whipped my sleep pants and boxers off and pulled the jeans on. We were going to a nude beach, so no underwear just meant one last thing to take off. I decided not to pull a shirt on because of the heat.
I walked over and pulled open the drawer in my night stand. I fished through until I found a box of condoms. I pulled the condoms out of the box and put nearly ten of them in my jeans pockets. You can never be too prepared. Jake came back in the room a grin on his face.
"Where've you been, man?" I asked.
He answered quickly, "Oh, just walked around the house, stretching out."
My eyebrow went up, "Oh yeah?"
"Yeah," Jake said.
"Well, you must have seen something pretty hot since you have a rope of jizz on your jeans," I said laughing.
He swore and blushed deeply. Jake went to my bathroom. When he came back out, the cum was gone and he still had an embarassed look on his face. Normally, I would keep joking about it, thats what us guys did, but I wanted to keep him in a good mood since we'll all be going to the beach together.
"You ready for the beach today, man?" I asked.
"Fuck yeah!" he answered, quick to keep the subject off his morning masturbation.
"Got your condoms?" I wondered.
"Yeah, X-Tra Large," he said with a cocky grin.
"Bullshit," I replied.
"Don't feel bad Dunc, I mean, you may have a mouse cock, but not all guys do," he said laughing.
"Whatever Jake, you're just jealous because I'm hung!" I retorted.
He shrugged this comment off and picked up his bag. Jake had brought a small backpack with some stuff that he couldn't take onto the beach: his cell, digital camera, lube, and wallet. He went through the backpack, making sure that everything was there. Jake seemed satisfied and he zipped his bag back up.
We went downstairs and started to cook breakfast. I made a bunch of scrambled eggs and fried some bacon. I tried to keep the sound at a minimal since my parents were asleep upstairs. Breakfast was nearly ready when Chris and Nick came down.
"It's about time you two boners woke up," I said.
They sat down at the table, already dressed. We were all wearing blue jeans and Nick and I weren't wearing shirts. Jake wore a blue t-shirt while Chris wore a thin tank top. I served the food and we all started scarfing it down. We were so hungry and we had finished off our breakfast in a matter of minutes. We stacked our dishes in the sink and grabbed our bags. We headed out the front door.
We tossed our bags in the back of my car and then plunked down into our seats. I started her up and backedo out of the driveway. I started down the street and we hollered out the windows, excited for the nude beach and pussy that awaited us.
We drove and drove. It was normally only an hours drive, yet I got a little lost. I had taken a wrong left and we had to stop and ask directions at a variety store. When we named the beach, the elderly lady gave us a disgusted look, yet told us the way there anyway. We were about ten minutes from the beach when, of course, Chris said he needed to piss. I was comtemplating letting Chris told it until he said that the car floor looked absorbant. I pulled into a coffee shop and Chris and I got out. Chris jogged into the bathroom while I bought a donut and ate it quickly. I tapped my foot impatiently, waiting for Chris to come back out.
"Fuck it," I muttered and when out to wait for him in the car.
I plopped down into the driver's seat and started her back up.
"Wheres Chris?" Nick asked.
"Still in the bathroom," I replied.
They muttered angrily. It was about 10 minutes before Chris came out. He got back in the car.
"What the fuck, man," I said, "did you fucking fall in?"
"I had to take a wicked piss," he replied defensively.
I pulled out of the parking lot and started down the road. As we got closer to the beach, less and less people were seen walking the streets. I finally reached the beach and I pulled into a parking lot that was a few metres from the sand.
We piled out of the car and stretched. My eyes roamed over the sand and to my delight, saw a ton of people, all naked. My eyes quickly locked on a chick that had a huge rack. She was suntanning, oblivious to the stares she was getting from the guys. I wasn't exactly right about the guys: there was guys ranging from sixteen to fifty. There was quite a bit of twenty year olds and even more thirty year olds. We piled out of the car and I popped the trunk.
"Okay pussies, time to show some skin," Chris said.
We all started to pull our clothes off. I was the first one naked, my manhood slapping against my thigh. Nick was next, followed by Chris and finally Jake. We tossed our clothes into the the trunk and we pulled our bags out of the trunk. We all walked toward the beach as nude as the day we were born. We chose a spot on the beach that had some shade from a few trees, yet was still quite close to the water. We laid out our towels and put our bags down.
"Okay guys, someone will always have to be watching our stuff," I said.
We decided the only fair way was rock, paper, scissors. Sure, it may be a childish way to decide, yet it does make the most sense. The one who got knocked out first was the guy who had to stay behind. The first round, Nick and Chris were paper, covering Jake's and my rock. Jake and I had a round and I ended up losing.
"Fuck," I muttered.
"See you fuckers later," Nick said and went off onto the beach, strolling through the sand.
"Later, Dunc," Chris and Jake said as they walked away together.
I grumbled to myself as I laid out my towel on the sand. If I had to stay here than I guess I'll suntan. I laid down, on my towel, stretching my legs and arms all the way out. I propped my hands behind my head and spread my legs wide. I closed my eyes and breathed out a relaxed sigh. I fell into a light sleep.
******************************** Nick's Point of ViewThe beach sand was hot under my feet so I kept moving, not letting my feet burn. My eyes roamed all over the exposed skin on the beach. I thought back to my friends, there gorgeous bodie's naked, there skin exposed to the world, Duncan's beautiful ass! Now, I'm not gay, but not straight. I known I've been bisexual for a while, yet hanging around Duncan, Chris and Jake always got me hot. I hid it well though, because I'm sure if one of them knew than I would get constantly teased about it.
As I walked, my cock bounced gently off of my thigh. The sun's rays warmed my skin and sweat was forming on my brow. I decided to go for a quick dip to cool off. I walked toward the water, the sand shifting under my feet. I got closer to the water until the cool ocean water engrossed my feet. I kept walking until I was about waist deep. I took a few more steps and dove in. I came to the surface, my hair wet and shining.
I looked around. I saw boats treading through the water in the distance. There were a few girls a little ways off from me and a group of swimmers heading back toward the beach. I dunked myself under again, loving the cool water flowing over my naked muscles.
I surfaced again to see that the girls had swam back to the beach and the group of swimmers I had seen before were resting in the water a few meters from me. They were all guys, three of em to be exact. They all had swimmers builds and handsome faces. My curiousity was peaked as I glanced over there muscled backs. I heard bits of their conversation. It seemed two of them were heading home, while the other argued to stay a little longer. After a few moments, two of them left and one stayed. He had a slight frown on his face. He noticed me and he smiled.
"Hi, my names Tyler," he introduced himself, sticking his hand out for me to shake.
I accepted his hand and shook it avidly, "I'm Nick."
"You out here by yourself?" he asked.
"Nope, my friends are on the beach," I said, jerking my head toward the sand.
"Ah. My friends ditched me," he said smiling happily.
"You come here often?"
"Yeah, usually every other weekend," he said, "I love seeing all the skin."
"This is my first time," I said.
"Every guy thinks that they'll be chicks begging for their cocks at a nude beach," he said, "but thats not even close."
"Then why do you come here?" I asked.
His eyes seemed to glaze over and his smile widened.
"I love the water and coming here with my friends," he said after a few minutes.
I just smiled back at him.
"Want to go for a little swim together?" he asked.
"Fuck yeah," I answered.
We started to swim further out, the water splashing as our long legs kicked the water away and propelled us further forward. My muscles flexed everytime I brought my arms down, scooping water out of the way. We swam until we were quite far out into the water before we stopped. I huffed in breath, but Tyler seemed to be fine. We floated there for a minute before I gave a playful splash at Tyler. He splashed back and in moments, Tyler was out of sight as we splashed water at each other. The only sound was our arms smacking against the water.I then took it to the 'next level', if you will. I swam closer to Tyler and dunked his head under water, holding him down. I was a little surprised at myself, horsing around with a guy that I had just met, yet Tyler seemed like a nice guy. I felt a strong hand grab my leg and a strong tug on my leg. My body jerked down and my hands slipped from his head. He came up, his hands pushing down on my head, dunking me down. I struggled and I heard him laughing above. I grabbed his hands and forced myself up. I 'jumped' on his shoulders, pushing him down. Once again, his arms were flailing under water. One of his hands found my knee, but instead of pulling on my leg again, he slid his hand up and up until he was fondling my balls.
I was surprised as fuck! His nimble fingers gripped my nuts and then fondled them. My balls tingled gently with pleasure and my flaccid cock started to rise. I let go of Tyler's shoulders, at a loss about what to do. He rose to the surface yet his hands kept playing around with my hangers.
"You have big balls, man," said Tyler.
"Uh...thanks?" I replied."Man, if you want me to stop I will. I just thought you were the type of guy okay with this," he said.
"Fuck no man...it's good," I said, grinning.
Tyler smiled back and I felt his hand slid up and grasp my semi-erect cock. He pumped it slowly and it felt weird; I had never been jerked off under water. His hand started to go a little faster and I gave a small moan in my throat."Feeling good man?" he asked."Oh yeah, keep going!" I said.Tyler's grip felt amazing on my cock. I mean, it was so tight, so strong and it felt great running along my shaft over and over. His speed increased again and I groaned again. My eyes closed as I let myself get lossed in the sensation. Tyler's fingers were all I could think about. He started toying with the head of my cock, swirling his finger's over the mushroom shaped head. Tyler's over hand went to my balls and started yanking on them. It was feeling good and I knew I couldn't last much longer.
My eyes snapped open. I was being a fucking ass! Tyler was here, getting my rocks off, and I was doing a thing for him. My hand glided through the water and I grabbed his rock hard staff. He gave a grunt of surprise and I started beating him off like crazy. His dick was thick and felt heavy in my hand. Tyler was groaning, muttering about how good it was. He picked up the pace on me and I went even faster on him. It was a race, it seemed, the first to make the other guy blow his load. Faster and faster our hands moved through the water. "Ty, man, I'm getting close," I grunted.
"Me too, dude," he said.We both closed our eyes and once again, the sensation was all I could feel. All I could hear was my own moaning and Ty's seductive moans and groans. My balls started to pull up into my body.
"Uhhhhh, fuck yeah!" I moaned.
My cum blasted from my cock, my muscles tightening. The ecstacy was fantastic and I wanted to drift on those clouds of pleasure forever.
"Oh, dude, please!" said Ty.
Tyler's cock throbbed in my hand and he roared, his orgasm evident. His hand came over and grasped my shoulder, barely staying afloat. His breathing was coming in quick short gasps as the orgasm slowly left his body. I could see our cum had risen to the surface of the water and were mixed.
"Thanks man," I said, breaking the silence.
"You too man, that was great," he said with a huge grin on his face.
********************************Duncan's Point of View I was in a light sleep, a nap, if you will. It's not like I was awake, but I wasn't fully asleep. I was all stretched out, my legs spread. I was so comfortable. It was a feeling of pure relaxation, all my muscles just seemed to melt into the sand. My mind had completely checked out.I heard the splash of water as it washed up on shore. The laughs and shouts of a group of friends some distance off. A gentle breeze had some trees a bit of a way off, swaying, their leaves becoming taken by the wind, by nature itself. I heard a seagull squacked above me. My breath seemed the calmest, most soothing sound of all, though. I let my idea of 'light nap' go and fell asleep.
I heard the crunch of sand, even in my sleep. They got louder and louder until I realized that someone was walking over. I suppressed a yawn and decided to keep my eyes shut, that it was probably one of the guys and I could go back to sleep. The crunching stopped and I knew someone was standing beside me. Okay, bear with me here and I'll try to explain this so it makes sense. When you have your eyes closed, yet the sun is beating down on you, behind your eyelids you see a bright, orangey colour. Than when someone is in the way, there is a shadow cast into the orange light. That is what was happening now. Whoever was standing there was blocking my sun.I patiently waited for whoever it was to move. Time passed and I could hear their steady breathing. Fuck it, I thought, and I let consume we once again. It took me quickly this time, I was asleep in a second, dreaming of tight pussies and big tits. But my sleep didn't stay for long. Something was waking me up. I just couldn't put my finger on it. I've known this feeling...but it's never been this good! Than the name came screaming back to me: blowjob.I smiled. Even asleep, I still attracted the chicks. I let out a deep sigh, to let her know that I was enjoying the treatment. I felt both hands stroking my dick and her mouth working on the head of my manhood. Must have short hair, I though inwardly, because if you had long hair it would be tickling my thighs. I preferred girls with longer hair; shorter hair sometimes made them look like a guy. But despite what she looked like, this was fucking worth it. I've had plenty of blowjobs in highschool, but this was tons better! Every lick, every stroke, she seemed to know what a guy likes. I didn't want to pretend to be asleep anymore, but I wanted to hear what she thought of me."Isn't that the biggest cock you've ever seen or what?" I mumbled.I felt both hands grip my dick harder, yet the wet mouth came off my cock."It's fucking amazing," came a voice that was deffinitely not a woman's.My eyes shot open and there was a guy, probably sixteen years old going down on my cock. I stood up and he looked up at me, longing. I grabbed him under the armpits and dragged him over to a small cluster of trees. As I plopped him down in the sand, I got a good look at him. He looked to be sixteen, maybe seventeen. He had dirty blonde hair, and a nice surfer's build going on. His cock was rock hard, probably 7 inches. Not bad. He was looking up at me with confusion."What's your fucking problem?" I said angrily."Dude, it's a nude beach and you fell asleep, your dick hard as your abs. What did you expect to happen?" he answered smoothly."I wanted a fucking chick, not a dude," I answered."The chicks only come here with their boyfriends or husbands that force them. They don't come here searching for sex," he said, "so are you going to let me finish you off or are you going to jerk yourself off later?"His face was smug. If he was right, that the chicks here were not the cruising type, than I would have a big problem. He knew that a stud like me wouldn't jerk off, not with this body, with this cock. He also knew how good of a cocksucker he was. I glanced around, making sure no one was there and to take one last scan for a girl with her legs spread open, beckoning me in. There was none. I grabbed him and dragged him further back onto the beach, under some trees. No one would find us here, I hoped."Fine, you fag, you'll get me off," I said.He started to move his head forward, a look of triumph on his face. "No, no. Not like that," I said, "turn around and spread your cheeks."He stopped and I saw uncertainty and fear mask his face. He was eyeing my cock and I could almost read his thoughts. Impossible."Cmon kid, if you've got the balls to suck off a sleeping stud than I'm sure you can take it up the butt," I said, smiling."But, I-I've never done that-t before," he studdered."Well theres a first time for everything," I replied, not moving.I really needed to cream and I would much rather an ass than a mouth. Call me a fag if you want, I don't care, my cock was throbbing and there was a kid there that was cock hungry. No matter how bad I wanted it, I knew I couldn't make this kid bend over. I mean, sure he came on to me, sucked me and then said he would get me off. But that wouldn't matter. I'd get charged with rape if he didn't spread his legs by himself. Honestly, I wasn't expecting him to do it. I mean, I saw that fear. I thought back to when I was 16. I was already banging pussy, but I put myself in this kids shoes. I would never have let someone bone me, especially someone that had a enormous prick, like me. Yet, to my wonder, the kid spun around in the sand on all fours and stuck his young, bubble butt out at me."Well, are you going to take my cherry or what?" he asked and I noticed there was still a small quiver in his voice."Let me grab a condom," I said.I jogged over to my stuff and rummaged through until I found a box of condoms. I tore it open and grabbed one. I walked back, taking a quick look around, making sure that no one was watching. The last thing I needed was some concerned father running over as I was about to bone his son. I got back to the trees to find the kid in the same position. I tore the package of the condom and rolled it on to my dick. My hand found the kids buns. Now, the only reason I was doing this was to finish what the kid had started. And I've never thought of doing something like this to another guy before. But in all honesty, as my hands roamed over his ass, I had to admit that the kid had a nice butt. It was bubbled and smooth. He only had a bit of hair around his puckered hole, but I found that it was soft and pleasant. I gave his buns one last squeeze before I pulled them apart. Now, once again, I've never been with a dude. Did I just shove it in? Should I lube him first? Should I be jacking him off while I fucked him? All of these questions screamed through my head and I realized it was like my first time with a woman.It was when I was 16. I had been on the hockey team with a few of my buds and we were having an after party at my friends house. Well, my friend's dad had got us beer...a lot of beer! He was a big drinker himself so through the night he drank with us. Most of my friends dropped after their sixth beer. I didn't. I was a little dizzy, but felt all together sober. Maybe I just hadn't had as much as the others, maybe alcohol just affected me differently. I don't know for sure, but I am sure glad that I was near sober. Okay, so even my friends dad was out like a light (not after 6 though, probably about 17). So everyone else was sleeping so I decided to go to my friends room. He had shown me a porn tape in there quite a while ago and since I had nothing better to do...So I reached the stairs and started to ascend them. It was pretty late so my buddy's mom was already in bed. I crept quietly down the hall, toward my bud's room when a light caught my eye.It was coming from a different doorway. The door was partially closed and I peeked in. I gulped. My dick had been hard from thinking about the porn tape, now my dick was hard as fucking iron. In the room lay my buddy's sister. She was 18 and hot as fuck! She had long blonde hair and blue eyes, yet no one cares about that. She was slim yet fit. And her tits were amazing. They were big and full and just made every guy's dick stand at attention. She was lying on her bed, wearing nothing with her finger in her pussy. Now, everyone knew she was a major slut. She had been fucked by so many guys on the football team that it was rumoured her pussy was as big as bowling ball. It wasn't. As I watched her finger herself, it almost seemed like she was tight.Okay, I had been standing there a long time with my mouth open and my mouth was so dry. So I tried to swallow. I hope you can relate to what I'm about to say. When your mouth gets so dry and then you swallow, it is so loud. Okay, not "so" loud get a lot louder than when you would normally swallow. Well anyway, I swallowed and she heard. She stared at me a minute. She looked me over and saw the huge bulge in my shorts. Even at 16, I was above average in the cock department (I love using that phrase, "cock department", always makes me think of a big Department Store and some fancy clerk showing everyone the different types of cocks for sale, but anyway). I could see the lust in her eyes. One of her eyebrows raised up and her tongue licked her lips. Then she smiled. She smiled so wide. She spread her legs wide."How bout a ride?" she said, her voice high.I didn't make a sound, I just walked into her room, shedding my shorts and boxers on the way. She told me that she was on the pill. Then there was that moment. That moment of nervousness as I first started to push into her pussy. It was the tightest thing I've ever felt! Way better than my hand, it was just perfect. And then my nervousness was gone. I just knew what to do, I just knew. My hips, my hands, my cock just knew what to do. My first time, and it was amazing. Just a little more information. I jizzed in her and she came. I didn't really feel like watching the porn anymore, so I waited a few minutes and fucked her again. That night, I fucked her six times. I went home after the party and never talked to her about it. But she told everyone about it. Her brother hated me after that, but that started my 'stud' reputation.Suddenly, I was back at the beach. There was no gorgeous chick there, no big tit bimbo. Just this kid. My hands slipped over his supple ass again. How was this so different from drilling a girl in the ass? I've fucked a girl a few times in the ass. They screamed, flailed, but it was tighter than a pussy. The best hole to fuck, in my opinion. But a guy's ass, it just seemed so...dirty. But I was already 'suited up' and had this guy in the right position. Time to go for it. I pushed my hips forward and my dick head found his puckered entrance. I pushed forward more, but his hole remained tight. I pushed harder. Still nothing. Every girl I had done in the ass had lubed themselves up thoroughly and had had some experience with anal fucking. This kid didn't know shit and hell if I knew. But, one thing I understood, is that you keep pushing until your in. And that's what I did.Harder and harder I pushed. He gasped and I felt his hole give away, finally. The tip of my dick had just barely pierced his hole and yet he was gulping down ai, eyes wide. I pushed more."Gahhh!" he yelled."A little quieter kid, or your gonna have the whole beach over here watching us," I said.I pushed more and a groan of pain came out. Although this kid was really hurting because of my meat at his backdoor, yet I was feeling pretty good. I'd never taken a virgin ass, but it was amazing. Tighter than any pussy I've had, tighter than any other ass. I kept pushing. "Uggggh, are you in all the way yet?" the kid spit out desperately."Little under half way," I said.He made a noise that was part way between a sob and a sigh of frustration."Okay kid, I'm going to push all the way in, stop this slow torture. Just breath," I said.He was trembling in fear. I didn't want to hurt the kid, but seriously, he'll never get use to it unless it's all the way in. And I was tired of hearing his whining. Okay, time to plunge home, right down until pubes hit ass. I bucked my hips forward until my crotch was smahed against his ass. He was whimpering and his trembling had turned into full fledged shaking. My hands found the kid's thighs and I slowly started to stroke his thighs. I didn't move my hips at all. I didn't know much about fucking a virgin in the ass, but I understood that he would have to get use to my meat up his hole if I was going to blow my load in him. I kept stroking his thighs and his shaking seemed to subside and his breath regulated out.I started to pull out, slowly inching backwards until just the head was in. Then I slammed back in. The kid groaned from the pain and started shaking again. Now that you have an idea about how uncomfortable this kid was, you should know how I was feeling. Amazing. I'd only thrusted in and out once, but man, my cock was feeling great! This kids hole was so tight, so perfect. I started to pull out again and the kid let out a sigh. Again, I slammed back in. He gave a yelp, but nothing else. I started out again, and then back in. Out and then in, out and then in. The kid became quiet. I picked up the pace, riding this kid for all he was worth. My cock was on fire! Not literally of course, because that would be extremely painful for the kid and me. But my dick felt so good. This kid's ass was squeezing my dick so tight, it felt like his ass was made for my cock. Then, on the inward thrust, I hit something inside of the kid that made him moan loudly. "Oh dude! Do that again!" he whimpered out.I pushed in again at the same angle and he shuttered in pleasure. I kept fucking him at that angle and a stream of moans, groans, grunts, and oohs came from the kid as I nailed him. This kid was actually shaking from the pleasure. And he wasn't the only one that was feeling good. I was getting close to juicing one out. "Oh man, I'm going to cum!" the kid gasped.Fine, if the kid got off from my dick in his butt than whatever. But the thing that I was focussing on was is me. I was so close to cumming. The kid that was under me grunted very loudly and then I felt his ass become even tighter ass all his muscles tightened as he came. His ass was a vice on my manhood and it sent me over the edge."Fuck yeah, take my cum!" I roared as I emptied my nuts into this kids ass.I gasped in breath. That was an intense orgasm, one of the best I've ever had. I pulled out of the kids ass. And he stood up. I saw a puddle of cum on the where he had shot his load and his dick was still drooling a thin strand of cum and my own load was leaking out of his ass."Thanks for the fuck man, it was awesome," he said with a geniune smile."Thanks for the ass," I replied, turning to go back to where I had been lying down.As I laid down again, the kid walked past me, gaping asshole and cum quickly drying on his legs. He burst into a sprint until he made it to the water. He wade out into the water, swimming happily. I flipped so I was on my front, my fabulous ass exposed to anyone walking by. I wasn't going to let myself fall asleep, I didn't want some queer trying to hump me while I was asleep.********************************
Jake's Point of ViewI walked away from Duncan who started to sprawl out on his towel. Chris walked with me, and I saw him staring back at Duncan. I sighed quietly to myself. I had been friends with Chris before he had even met Duncan or Nick. And I seemed to know Chris better than anyone. And although I wish I didn't suspect this, the thought of Chris being gay seemed to be more and more evident. Sure, it was just curiosity at first. Whenever we use to jack off together, he would constantly be sneaking glances at Jake's package. And Jake assumed that Chris was just curious, like every other teen. Chris had never been a real ladies man. Yeah, he was hot and he had had a bunch of girlfriends, but they didn't last long. Now, he wasn't the only jock who went through girlfriends quickly, but he was a little different. I mean, jocks would get a girlfriend, try and pressure them into sex, if they refused then they were dumped, if they consented than the jock would ride them until they got bored with them and then they would be dumped. But Chris...he didn't do that. He never, ever tried to get a girl in bed. He just didn't. None of the guys at school understood why Chris didn't bang any of his girlfriends. There were a few gay rumors going around, but since Chris hung around Duncan and no one thought Duncan would hang around a fag. But, truth be told, Jake thought that Duncan wasn't very perceptive of his friend's actions. He spent so much time talking about getting pussy that he had lulled himself into a sense of belonging, that all his friends understood what he was talking about. Chris didn't, his dick had never been in a pussy, not even close. Yet Chris nodded along, joked with all them, yet he had never been with a girl.I was different. I wasn't as obsessed with pussy as Duncan, and I didn't get as much as Duncan, yet I had enough to keep me happy. One thing that I did that Duncan could never do well was lick pussy. Duncan always talked about fucking pussy, getting blowjobs, feeling tits as he fucked her ass, but never anything about eating out. No, he was a little too selfish for that, if it didn't involve him having his dick somewhere moist and tight than he didn't want anything to do with it. I, on the other hand, was amazing at eating out. I could make girl's squirm, moan, scream, and squirt using only my tongue. Now, don't get me wrong, I could make a girl do all those things with my cock, but I could also do it with my tongue. Yeah, a girl seems spoiled after a night in the sack with me.But recently the thought of pussy seemed less appetizing. I mean, I wasn't "going gay" or any shit like that, but the thought of being with a guy didn't seem as repulsive as it was a few months ago. I was, obviously, quite digusted with myself as I started to think these thought of a guy going down on me. I was confused and scared, something that wasn't completely surprising in a teenager's life, but I was a jock and our sexuality was never suppose to waver or come into question. Okay, so I have only been having these thoughts in the last few weeks. I raked my mind many nights why I thought this way. Seriously, being a pussy muncher for the last few years had made me as straight as an arrow, at least, thats what I thought. I finally came to the conclusion that it was all the time I spent with the guys. Like gym, showering and changing together had maybe given me a idea to be with them. They were my best friends and I was just a little curious. Although I felt this way, I never thought I would act upon it, or do anything faggish at all. Until this morning... I had woke up before the other three, standing up and stretching. Sleeping on the floor of Duncan's room hadn't been all that comfortable and I had a slight idea that the smell coming from Duncan's carpet was a mix between sweat and cum. I walked out of the room, making sure not to wake any of the other guys. I grabbed my morning wood through my jeans and adjusted it so that I was a little more comfortable. I descended down the stairs, heading for the first floor where I knew there was a second bathroom.I walked along, until I found the door to the second bathroom. I opened the light wooden door and entered the bathroom. It was quite a bit bigger than Duncan's personal bathroom upstairs, but still not a giant room. I closed the door and locked it. I walked over to the toilet and lifted the lid. I unzipped my jeans, undid the fly on my boxers and pulled my semi erect penis out. I sighed with contentment as I let a stream of golden piss into the toilet bowl. I could hear my bladder's cries of thanks as my need to piss vanished. I flushed the toilet and put the lid back down.
I walked over in front of the mirror, my now flaccid dick dangling out of my fly. My dick gave a little twitch. I don't know why, but I find it somewhat arousing, being in someone else's house and being exposed like this. I mean, it didn't make me horned up, it just made my balls tingle and dick twitch. But my tingle was short lived as I started pulling drawers open that were in a vanity under the mirror. It technically wasn't stealing, Duncan had so many that it wouldn't matter if he was missing a few. In the bottom drawer I found them. A big box of X-Tra Large condoms. I pulled several condoms out and stuffed them into my jean's pocket. I closed the drawer. I know what your thinking, at least, I think I know what your thinking. One, why was I taking Dunc's condoms? So I forgot my own, sue me. I have lent him condoms before so I was just getting repaid, if you will. Two, would these condoms fit? Oh yeah, I was packing. Thirdly, why were Dunc's condoms in this bathroom, instead of his own personal bathroom or bedroom? Duncan had condoms stashed everywhere. He had told us stories of having sex in the bathroom, bedroom, living room, kitchen, backyard, front yard, pool, etc. So he started to put boxes of condoms all around the house so he could be prepared when the mood struck.I looked around the bathroom. Once again, it seemed that Duncan didn't have his own personal bathroom at all. His clothes were strewn about his bathroom. Socks, shirts, pants, jocks, briefs. I spotted a certain jock. Duncan called it his lucky charm. I remembered that he was wearing it yesterday during gym. I don't know what drove me to do it, but I walked over to the jock, picked it up and then brought it up to my face. I inhaled deeply and my dick instantly started to harden. The jock was still a little damp with Dunc's sweat and the smell that came off the jock was heavenly. It was a manly smell, of sweat, exertion, a faint smell of urine, cum, and an even fainter smell of soap. It was the smell of every man, the smell of the perfect jock. I held the jock to my nose as if I needed that scent to survive. I grabbed my dick with my other hand and started furiously pumping my dick. Duncans smell just drove me crazy, got me so horned up! I was pumping so fast that my hand was a blur, but I was still focusing on the thought of the jock. Had he pissed in it? Cummed? Had he gotten lucky in it? My dick was feeling so good!I pumped my cock faster and faster, that intoxicating aroma driving me into a fit of ecstacy. I had never jerked off at Dunc's house before, let alone sniff his jock, yet it just seemed so right. I felt myself getting closer to orgasm, closer with every stroke. My balls started to pull up closer to my body and I piveted around so that I was standing in front of the toilet. I whipped the lid up in a flash. Four more strokes and I exploded, my cum rocketing out of my dick and I moaned as quietly as possible. My hands came up to the wall in front of me and I leaned against it, waiting for my strength to return.I flushed the toilet and tucked my dick away in my jeans and zipped them up. I was still a little baffled that the smell of Duncan could get me off. But, I knew I couldn't stand there thinking about it because soon the guys would get up and wonder where I was. I unlocked the door and opened it and crept out and up the stars. The rest you could say is history, since you know what happens. I talk to Dunc, he points out I came on my jeans, I go clean up, and so on.My eyes seemed to focus on the golden sand I was walking on as that memory faded away and once again, my thoughts were turned to Chris. I glanced over at him and his eyes were quickly diverted from my package. I look another sweep of our surroundings. We had been walking for a while and appeared to be near the end of the beach which wasn't nearly as populated. If I looked back I could see some people pretty close, but they weren't interested in us. This part of the beach was probably a little more deserted because of the trees. There wasn't tons of them, but coming out of the sand was several small, palm like trees. I decided we had been walking long enough and I sat down in front of a small cluster of trees. Chris followed my lead. As Chris sat down, I noticed his eyes quickly fixed on my package, but then wandered away. I ignored the glance.I loved sitting bareassed in the sand! I'd only done it once before and it wasn't really "sitting". I was laying down as my girlfriend rode my hard cock. Every time she plunged down, my ass got shoved into the sand. After we had finished, I had to wash all the sand out of my ass hairs and dig it out of my crack. I rarely touched my ass and it was so sensitive, so anytime I had an excuse to play around, I would do it happily.
I leaned back a little, so that I wasn't sitting on my nuts. I looked out of the corner of my eye and I could swear I saw Chris drooling as he stared at my flaccid dick. I glanced down at his dick and noticed it was semi hard. He averted his eyes again. I was beginning to think he was going to try something and I was a little curious of how he would go about it. So, I decided to give him an opportunity. I laid down, my back cushioned by the warm sand. I spread my legs a little and brought one arm around behind my head, using it as a pillow, while I rested my other hand on my lightly defined abs. I let out a sigh of contentment.
"Man, I love the beach. To bad there aren't many chicks here," I said.
"Uh, yeah, that really sucks," Chris replied in a very unconvincing tone.
"Your dating Christina Marks, right? How many time have you plowed her?" I asked.
"Never man," he answered, looking away.
"Why the fuck not, man? I heard she's a virgin!" I exclaimed.
"We're just not there, yet," he answered lamely.
"Oh, okay. Man, I wish I still had Shelby to get me off. I haven't had sex in weeks, and I got a major case of blue balls," I said, scratching the my nuts casually.
I heard Chris gulp and I stared at him. His eyes glued to my package and his cock now fully erect, yet I could still see the shyness in his eyes. I closed my eyes and kept talking.
"Yeah, Shelby was a good fuck. Those giant, round tits. She had the perkiest nipples I've ever fucking seen," I blabbed on, imagining her naked body and I was soon rock hard.
I kept my eyes closed as my cock stuck up from my body. I heard Chris shifting in the sand next to me and heard him move closer. It took only a second and then my impressive manhood was engulfed in a tunnel of moist, extreme heat. Chris wasted no time in swirling his tongue around and around my meat. Then, his tongue started poking around the sensitive head, instantly finding my pleasure points. I had never gotten such a good blowjob before; no girl was this good, not nearly as good.
"Oh, Chris, shit man, your good at this," I moaned.
I opened my eyes to look down at him and his eyes looked up at me with fear, but I smiled back at him and nodded my consent. He went to town. Sucking and slurping on my lovestick and I started to thrust my hips up into his face, my large hip bones slamming into his face. Chris started to gag on the size of my cock, but he didn't try to pull away.
I brought my hands down onto the back of Chris' head and pushed him down, down, down until his delicious lips were wrapped around the base of my cock.
"UGHHHH! Man, Chris, that's fucking awesome!" I yelled.
Chris held himself there and I started to fuck his face again. My dick was throbbing in his mouth and I knew I couldn't last much longer. I felt Chris' hand slipping under my butt and pressing his nimble fingers against my very sensitive rosebud. I groaned inwardly as he pushed his index finger into my love chute. It felt painful, yet good. I bucked back into it and rode it slowly, yet I stopped him from pushing another finger in; I wasn't ready. Finally, I was ready to succumb to the warmth of his throat and I let a wild roar out as I white washed Chris' throat with my juicy, teen cum. I gasped in air as I started to come down from my incredulous orgasm. Chris kept my cock in his mouth until it started to deflate.
That's it for now. I've been working on this for a long time, and I was hoping to have a lot more in this first installment.