Betty, Bill and Richard 15 (Dildo play) Teen bisex M-M-F July, 2020
My name is Richard. Betty and Bill are my friends.
We'd been playing with masturbation and then oral sex as a threesome for nearly a year.
We were near the point where we could move on to "real" sex, meaning vaginal with Betty and anal with, well, all three of us.
Bill had figured that if we could "practice" with dildos the first time wouldn't hurt as much.
Fifteen year-olds don't have a lot of options for dildos. Our solution was 3D printing.
The dildos had finished printing sometime Thursday night at Bill's house. That was the good news.
Bill's dad had gone to the basement for some reason and seen the dildos and had talked to Bill about it at breakfast on Friday morning.
I'd hate to be in Bill's place because by the time he met us on the way to school Bill still hadn't figured out if his dad was mad or not, or if Bill was in trouble or not. Betty's parents already knew we'd been fooling around and it seemed that our secret was nearly in the local newspaper.
Friday after school we went to Bill's, kicked off our shoes, socks and shirts, and the three us made out and felt each other up and it felt great. We'd been dealing with dildos and the movie at the advocacy center and research and measuring ourselves and that Friday for about 45 minutes we let go of all of it. We even skipped masturbation and oral sex and got down to the basics of just kissing and loving the hell out of each other, maybe because those dildos in the basement were closing a chapter on us.
Realizing that the clock was running, we went down to the basement and got the dildos out of the printer cabinet. On Bill's advice we took them upstairs to the kitchen and washed them as if they were dishes and not plastic-jelly penises, which is what they were. Bill put his in his closet with winter coats.
When Bill's parents got home, we were all dressed and Betty and I were heading to our houses for the evening. Presumably, Bill's parents knew what was in our backpacks but everybody played it cool.
I can't speak for Betty and Bill but I guess their evening went pretty much the same as mine. The most important detail for me was that I have my own bathroom attached to my bedroom. I went straight to my bedroom, stripped and grabbed the ear syringe and used it to squirt water from the faucet into my butt. I got on my belly in bed, looked at the time on my alarm clock, and continued reading a Heinlein novel.
When I'd gotten a couple pages read, the clock said that five minutes had passed. I took my novel to the bathroom and spent ten minutes making sure that everything was out that was going to come out. I cleaned up, got dressed again and watched TV till supper was ready.
After supper I went back to my room and got out the dildo, put a condom on it and lubed the tip, and used a finger to lube my ass. I was nervous, but slowly started working at it.
It was really easy at first, and then I felt like a wall an inch inside that stopped me. I wished I'd read that book at the advocacy center more closely. I backed off a bit, pushed it in again, and repeated this. Eventually I built up a rhythm and after only a couple of minutes the whole thing was inside me up to the balls of the dildo. I was a little sore but never felt any pain like I was afraid of. I waited a minute to see if it felt better.... nope, still kinda sore.
I tried pulling it out and pushing back in, which is how I managed to take it in the first place. After doing this slowly about five times I felt like there might be something to it, so I got into a rhythm again.
In the back of my head it occured to me that I was fucking myself. A minute into this motion I realized that I was going to jerk off tonight with this dildo in my ass, and nothing was going to stop me. I hadn't jacked off without Bill and Betty in a year, so this was kind of profound and I was beginning to get some respect for this dildo.
After another minute I wasn't aware of any soreness, and something like an ocean wave seemed to be coming from that soreness. It was a new feeling that I really liked, and it was driving me to an orgasm, which came soon and was unstoppable.
When I was done, I went to the bathroom and pulled out the dildo. I pulled off the condom and put it in my bathroom trash, making a note to myself to take my trash out before I went to bed. I cleaned up my sheets and myself, washed the lube from the condom off of the dildo and put it away with my winter sweaters.
My legs were still a little wobbly. I slowly got dressed again, put on sandals and took my trash out.
My parents were watching TV, but looked up when I went into the living room.
My Dad said that him and Mom were having some friends over tomorrow night, which was Saturday, and it would be boring and distracting. Dad said that I'd probably want to avoid it by stay overnight with Bill Saturday evening. It was only 8:15, so I called Bill, his parents were okay with it and so it seemed settled except for the part where I forgot about it.