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All the usual disclaimers stand - the characters and events of this story are entirely fictional and ever part is played by an actor over the age of 18 (or 21, whatever it is where you are). Don't read this story if you are offended by the idea of teenage boys engaging in sexual acts with each other.
Gaining Silver - Chapter 4
Feeling Oliver's bum was the hottest thing I'd ever done. Nothing could compare to how it had felt to see his beautiful bare cheeks for the first time and, when my finger touched his hole, it was just magical. I shot more that night then I'd ever shot before. In fact, I think I shot more right then and there than I had over the 10 to 15 wanks I'd had the week before going on this expedition. My chest was covered, literally covered and I'd even hit myself in the face. I'd only done that a small handful of times before, only when I'd been incredibly horny and normally when I'd edged myself for as long as I could physically last before needing to shoot.
I loved making my wanks last for a long time. It took a lot of self-control and I really had to work up to it; when I first started wanking it was all about speed and getting off as quickly as possible. Hell, when I first started, I thought my cock would fall off with how hard and fast I was working it.
Shooting a big load like that always wiped me out. I lay there, starting to doze off, with the three boys sleeping around me, or at least that's what I thought.
"So... what's going on here?"
The noise of Oliver's voice woke me right up. I'd been caught and with a huge load of teen spunk over my chest. My heart started to pound in my chest and I turned my head slightly to see Oliver still laid on his front but raised up on his elbows.
I froze just looking at him. I didn't know what to do; there were thousands of thoughts in my head and not one of them would stay still long enough for me to actually complete it. I'd just perved on another boy in his sleep. Worse, I'd touched him... oh my god, I'd touched his hole! That realisation broke me and I started to shake. I tried to apologise but no words would come out - my lips were moving but nothing was happening. Oliver was still just looking at me and he couldn't have missed a little build-up of tears in the corners of my eyes, even with only the moonlight to see by.
His face dropped. I hadn't noticed before but he'd been grinning at me and it suddenly shifted into a look of deep concern, almost like the one he'd given me earlier in the forest.
"Whoa, it's ok... just breathe," he whispered to me softly. His hand moved up to my hair and he slid his fingers into it. He started to softly play with it as he continued to whisper to me, telling me to just breathe and everything would be fine.
"I'm not mad," he said when I'd finally calmed down enough to actually understand what he was saying to me.
"But... I don't understand..."
"It's simple," he smiled, "I knew you liked me. I could tell from the way you looked at me and then, in the forest earlier, how we nearly kissed."
I blushed and started to stammer out a response but he stopped me: "Yeah, I could tell that you wanted to. That's why I ask David to dare you to kiss me tonight."
"But I... wait... what?"
He let out a quiet giggle as he spoke: "I asked David to dare you to kiss me. I thought you might need an extra push to get things going but it was obvious that you wanted to. I mean, if I'd known you were just going to feel me up in my sleep then I wouldn't have bothered." He winked at me as he said that.
"I... I'm sorry," my eyes started to water again.
"No. Listen, the only thing I'm not happy about is that I didn't wake up earlier; I could have joined in."
"What?" I asked, genuinely confused at the whole situation.
"If you'd have woken me," he stated slowly, likely as a response to my evident brain-fog, "We could have had some fun together instead of you just getting to cum. By the way, you shoot a lot!"
One of his hands shot out as he said this and a finger dipped into one of the puddles of spunk that had collected on my chest. He brought it back to his face and, in the hottest thing I think I'd ever seen in real life, he sucked the cum right off of it.
"Mmm," he groaned, "It's still warm. I guess I can have some fun after all."
Oliver - the boy who I'd taken as sweet, innocent and shy when we first met - then proceeded to climb out of his sleeping back, still naked, and bring his lips to my soft cock. As I watched in sheer bewilderment, he licked and kissed each pool of my spunk, collecting each droplet from my body and getting closer to my head with every movement of his tongue. After no time at all, we were eye to eye with him laid next to me, propped up above me only by his arms. He brought his face towards mine and I thought he was coming for another kiss but, instead, he went to my cheek to collect that last blast of teen cum that had hit me there. That's when he came for a kiss but one with a huge difference.
Oliver didn't open his mouth at first; he just pressed his lips against mine. I soon learned why. As his lips parted, it became clear that he hadn't swallowed all of my cum and it started leaking into my own open, and willing, mouth. I'd never tasted my own spunk before (Yes, I know that you lot won't believe me) but, as we shared it between us, I realised that I'd been missing out on a treat for years! There was no way I was going to let even a droplet of this stuff go to waste in the future.
Oliver's cummy tongue ran over mine and, as he did so, he ran his fingers through my hair. This beautiful boy was a brilliant kisser and, I know I didn't have much to compare to with him being my first kiss and all, I just found him breath-taking. As we exchanged the last of my spunk, Oliver shifted his body until he was laying directly on top of me. He didn't weigh much and it actually felt really nice to feel his entire body on me. It felt even better when I realised that he was, in fact, naked and so was I.
His lips didn't leave my own as he started to grind against me. I could feel what I can only assumed was his dick against my own, which was hardening very quickly. It felt big - smaller than mine but definitely a good size - but I had no way of knowing with it being trapped between us. As the kissing became more intense, I placed my hands on Oliver's back but quickly moved them down to his bum. With one on each cheek, I started to pull him against me which only served to make his grinds even harder and the moans he was making while kissing me became even louder.
Suddenly he pulled away from the kiss. "Is that your dick?" he asked, honestly shocked. I blushed, although I'd be surprised if he saw that in the moonlight.
"Yeah, you've made it hard again."
"Wow," he said before pausing for a moment, "I mean... seriously... wow!"
"Really?"
"Yes! That's huge Joe! Wait a second," he started to fidget around and then, without any warning, his fingers wrapped around my hard shaft, "Yeah that's massive!"
He sat up so that he was over me whilst being on his knees - one either side of me - and started to push his cock against mine.
"I can't believe it. You make me look tiny!"
I half-chuckled: "You're not tiny! Your dick felt big." Now that I could see it, it was definitely a respectable size but, he was right, it looked smaller than I'd expected when laid on top of my own dick. He started to thrust his hips and slide his cock over my own. Immediately, waves of pleasure started to pulse through my body and, if I hadn't cum only 10 minutes ago, I think I'd have shot my load there and then. Watching Oliver, even in the limited light of the moon, as he worked his muscles to fuck his dick against my cock, was absolutely beautiful. This boy was just stunning and I couldn't believe that we were doing this together.
"I'm close," he called out, though I'd have been able to tell even if he'd not told me. His breathing was speeding up and the muscles of his body were contracting much more rapidly. A thought entered my head and I dismissed it only to pull it back a moment later.
"Put it in my mouth," I whispered to him, still aware of the other two boys sleeping only a few metres away from us.
He looked at me: "You sure?"
"Yeah, I want to taste you."
That's how I came to have my first taste of someone else's cum. Oliver quickly moved up my body and brought head of his cock to my lips just in time for the first volley of teen spunk to come out and straight into my mouth. I felt the slightly salty liquid splash over my tongue and coat the insides of my cheeks. It covered my teeth and he kept pumping out more and more until my mouth was completely full. I hadn't thought to swallow while he was shooting and was now left with a gob full of jizz that I needed to get down. He giggled at me, blushing slightly, as I swallowed it down and then stuck out my tongue to prove that I'd taken it all.
"That was amazing," he said as he collapsed down next to me, our bodies still touching, "Thank you."
"No, thank you! I've never felt like that in my life!"
He turned towards me, placing his hand on my chest and one of his legs over mine. I could feel the heat of his crotch pressing into my side. I reached down to take hold of my dick to make myself spunk again but he caught my wrist before I reached it.
"No," he stated plainly.
"No?" I asked.
"No. That's your punishment for touching me in my sleep. You don't get to cum again tonight. No."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
He pulled over his open sleeping bag so that it was covering both of us and he returned his hand to my chest. I don't think he planned to but we ended up falling asleep like that: our bodies intertwined; his hand stroking my exposed chest, our bare feet rubbing together under the sleeping bag and his head resting against my shoulder. I'd never felt so content in all my life and that was my last thought before I drifted away, blissfully unaware of what tomorrow would bring for me.
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