J.P. Morgante had to be the horniest boy in Junior High. He was always getting a hard-on in class. One day, after Marcia had been a real cock tease as usual, he got a hard-on and showed the lump to Marcia. "Look! You want it?" He pressed his fingers along the length of it so she could see how long and fat it was. Bobby saw too. Marcia giggled, but acted offended.
After class, Bobby hung around outside with JP—that boner had an effect on him he couldn't describe. When the crowd thinned out he got up the courage to bring it up. "That bitch, Marcia. She's like all the rest of the girls—they act sexy and tease like they want it—then when you are all horny and want to fuck them they act like you're terrible."
"Yeah, did you see me show her my boner?"
"Yeah, and she was really asking for it all day but when you said 'OK, come on', she said no deal. You know it had to look good to her—I mean—Jesus!—it looked real fat and long! They're just so selfish. You'd think it was going to kill them to let you do it."
"Yeah, maybe they're different from boys. Maybe they don't really like to do it."
"Well, so what if they don't. That's really no excuse. I mean, it can't hurt that much. All Marcia would have to do is lie there—and think how much you'd enjoy it"
"Man, do I wish she thought the way you do! What do you think? If you were a girl, would you let me do it to you?"
"Yeah...why not? Hell, yes, even if it didn't feel good to me I'd let you do it because it would feel so good to you."
"Damn, man. Do I wish you were a girl! "
On the way home, JP's thoughts again turned to Marcia and how bad he wanted to FUCK! He remembered how close he had gotten during the summer to fucking his cousin out in Allentown. She had played with his cock and let him play with her breasts all he had wanted. One night, down by the creek she had almost gone all the way—it was clear she wanted to—but she was afraid it would hurt. Then when JP promised to just start to put it in, and stop if it hurt, she said she was worried about what people would say if JP told anyone. He had persuaded her he would keep quiet about it, and then just as he was about to shove it in—she wrestled away because she was afraid she'd get pregnant. JP was in agony. She sat up as he knelt between her legs and pressed her face into his crotch. Then she kissed it and LICKED the head! JP pushed and she had his throbbing cock in her hot mouth. He spurted almost instantly. She got mad because he had come in her mouth, but JP never forgot the feeling of her hot wet mouth.
That night he dreamed about her again—only it was Marcia in the dream. They were down by the creek and this time Marcia took the initiative. She opened JP's jeans and rubbed her face into his briefs. She let JP strip her and lick her tits and finger her crotch. Then she moved over to sit against a tree and pulled him down to kneel between her knees. She pulled down his briefs and started to lick his cock.
At some point during that good wet hot feeling it wasn't Marcia anymore; it was Bobby! In his sexual haze JP was twisting Bobby's nipples and watching Bobby' tongue titillate the head of his cock—poking at the stretched foreskin—coaxing it back. "I'm not selfish", Bobby was saying while he licked and teased the head. He was even smiling at JP. JP gripped Bobby's head with both hands. Bobby opened his mouth. JP agonizingly slowly leaned his hips forward and watched his cock disappear into the wonderful hot wet pressure of Bobby's mouth. JP could feel Bobby's tongue washing over and around his cockhead. The foreskin was fully back now at the deepest part of the stroke and wonderfully got pulled back over the tip as JP slowly withdrew. It was an agonizing slow-motion fuck—a mouth fuck—more deliriously pleasurable than JP had ever imagined possible. JP woke up as the most intense orgasm of his life swept over him.
In the afterglow he re-played the dream in his mind while he pleasured his cock—at first trying to hang in there with the image of Marcia but it took effort. It was Bobby's face that kept smiling at him. Finally JP just let it happen and was rewarded by a second delirious cum down Bobby's throat. The next morning JP remembered the dream as he showered. At first it was hazy, but as he struggled to recall, it got clearer. "What the fuck", he thought. "I need it bad. If Marcia won't put out, maybe Bobby will! If Bobby doesn't have a cunt he could still blow me! Fuck yes! That would feel SO GOOD! I could even pretend Bobby is a girl and play with his tits while fucking him in the ass—and—if he doesn't want to let me—I'll tell him he's being selfish. That was his idea!"
School dragged slower than usual for JP. It was Friday and both he and Bobby had a club meeting after school; they weren't expected home till the late Activities Bus. Marcia was being a cock-tease as usual. JP and Bobby kept exchanging glances. JP kept thinking about the dream and getting a hard-on. He noticed Bobby staring at his boner—and that just made it harder. JP noticed that Bobby had a boner too. For his part, Bobby found JP's intense looks scary but exciting. Each time JP and he looked into each others faces, Bobby felt a sexual surge.
At lunch time, JP had gotten him alone and proposed they cut their meetings and walk home together. That was highly forbidden since it was about five miles unless they cut through "the black forest"—a totally deserted hill on the way. Bobby promised to think about it and let him know. JP had never been so friendly before, and Bobby would have found his attitude a happy change in any case—but those intense looks stirred up feelings a lot more potent than camaraderie. Bobby couldn't imagine what had caused the change—unless it were the sex-talk they had the day before. That had to be it. But what did JP want to talk about in secret? Or?
Bobby caught JP's eye one more time and shook his head "Yes". At that JP broke into such a broad smile that the teacher he was talking to turned to see what JP was reacting to.
So it was arranged. And at 3:15 JP was waiting outside the gym when Bobby left. Bobby had gotten through another gym class—actually it was the locker room that took getting through without popping a boner. Today it had been harder than usual knowing JP would be waiting for him. That hoodlum type Brad was playing with himself again and leering at Bobby as though he felt it was seeing his dick that was giving Bobby the start of an erection. Fate had given Brad the last locker against the wall and Bobby the one beside it. Brad could swing his door partly closed and stand up close so that no one else could see him playing with himself except Bobby. Bobby knew that seeing Brad play with himself gave him a hard-on. He just wished that Brad hadn't figured it out.
When JP saw Bobby, he whispered, "Come on before anyone sees. Let's go out the side door" That made sense to Bobby and he gladly fell in beside JP as they scurried out to the highway. It was a long dusty walk in the last hot days before Autumn began in earnest. Both he and JP felt a little tongue tied. They started in talking about this and that but nothing was said about why they were walking home. About 15 minutes out they came to the decision point for the woods. "Let's cut through the woods; it's quicker." "No question!" After another five minutes they were into the black forest and the sound of the highway could no longer be heard, because they had crested the hill and were now descending toward the creek. "Boy, that Marcia was a real tease today! That was really something when you put her keys in your pant's pocket and she wrestled around with you getting them out." "Shit, yeah! But you didn't see the best part, outside 401—we were late for good reason. I had dumped the keys into my briefs and the bitch went after them, she really felt up my boner getting them out. While she had her fingers wrapped around my cock, I whispered in her ear, "Let's slip out the side door and go down to the woods. You can play with it all you want there. And POW! she slapped my face and said I was disgusting. The bitch!"
"Fucking bitch! Why did she get you steamed up like that—I saw that boner you were sporting when you came in all red in the face.
"Beats me, Bobby. I wish she thought the way you think. She got me so horny, I'm afraid to look at my balls—I'll bet they're blue and sore. If I don't get my dick into something wet and hot I'm going to fucking go crazy. I can't think of anything else."
"Jesus, yeah! I can see. You have a hard-on even now don't you?"
"Yeah, just look at that! It's so hard it hurts." JP stopped and squeezed his shorts so that the long tube was clearly outlined. Bobby couldn't see the end of it. It must be sticking out the top covered by his T-shirt.
"God, I've never seen one so big.—Wait a second, Let's take off our shirts, it's too fucking hot." Bobby took off his and JP blushed slightly and took his off too.
"Hey, look at that!", Bobby said pointing to about an inch of hard cock showing above JP's shorts.
JP clowned like he was surprised too, but made no effort to cover up. Instead, he grasped tight to the base of it under his shorts and pivoted it out farther like he was fucking. The purple head slid out about two inches. Bobby was speechless. JP was the horniest, sexiest guy in school and he was baring his hard cock—glistening with pre-cum right in front of Bobby's eyes. "If I don't fuck something soon, my balls are going to turn blue.
"What did it feel like when you fucked your cousin, JP?"
"Can you keep a secret, Bobby?"
"Sure I can!...for you I can, JP!"
"OK, I didn't really fuck my cousin last summer. Nobody but you knows I lied about it. I gotta have a real close pal I can tell."
"I won't tell."
"Good, I knew I could trust you. Everybody needs a special friend he can have secrets with... can trust for anything. Let's you and me to be friends like that, Bobby."
"OK! It's a deal." Bobby held out his hand and JP shook it.
"Deal! OK, now we can trust each other for anything, so I can tell you what really happened."
They sat or rather lay down in a pleasant spot near the creek. "One night I got her down by the creek and she let me lick her tits and everything. But she found one excuse after another for not letting me put it in her. First she was afraid it would hurt. I said she could at least play with it."
"Yeah, and did she?"
"Well, yeah, she took it out and started to clumsily jack it off. Girls aren't too good at that though, but boy does it feel better if it's somebody else's hand on your dick. Even if she was clumsy, it felt a lot better. It feels totally different than when it's your own hand; didn't you know that?"
"No? I didn't know that."
"Yeah, no shit, it sure does. At one point I got her convinced she could trust me to stop if it started to hurt, but then she started to whine that people would call her names."
"How would people know? You wouldn't be so stupid as to kill the goose that was willing to give you the golden egg by spreading stories."
"Yeah, I wish she thought the way you think, Bobby. Yeah, she was really stupid not to trust me—but you'd trust me wouldn't you, Bobby. I mean if it were you, you'd trust me not to spread stories around about you wouldn't you—if it were you, I mean?"
"Well, yeah, fuck yes! If I were a girl and I let you fuck me, I'd know you'd want to do it again and again, so I'd know you would keep it secret as long as I let you fuck my precious little hole."
"Well, she finally decided she could trust me and let me take off her panties. There I was on my knees between her legs with my dick right at the door when she chickened out. I mean I was almost there, Bobby"—and JP fucked the head of his cock out again with a pained look on his face. Bobby could only stare at the sticky evidence of JP's lust and feel his own cock throb at the sight.
"Then what happened? You didn't just give up did you?"
"No. The bitch sat up real quick and started to rub her face in my crotch." At that Bobby paled. "Then before I could even argue with her, she started to lick the head of my cock. It felt so fantastically good, I couldn't think—I jammed my cock into her mouth and—I thought I'd died and gone to heaven! I came in about three fucking shoves. Shit!" And JP fucked his cock head a few more times out of his shorts.
"Wow!", Bobby said entranced, feeling a storm of feelings both at the story and at the sight of that cock head. "And then she let you do that from then on whenever you wanted?"
"No", said JP mournfully; "She said she didn't like to do it. It was unpleasant."
"Well, Jesus Christ! How fucking selfish. There you see how selfish girls are? All she had to do was sit still while you fucked your cock into her precious mouth for a few minutes—I mean, you thought it was heaven! It wouldn't hurt her. She wouldn't get pregnant. She believed you wouldn't tell anybody. And then `She doesn't want too!' So what if it was unpleasant? How about you? You thought it was heaven!"
"Bobby, I'm going to die if I don't come soon." JP opened his shorts. "Come on, you too. I know you are just as hot as I am. Take out your boner too. It's just you and me. No one else needs to know." Bobby didn't protest as JP started opening his shorts. He hunched up and slid down his briefs when JP did. And there they were both balls naked with stiff boy cocks drooling slime.
JP started to stroke. "Remember I told you how much better it feels if it's someone else's hand, Bobby? You jack mine for me, OK?" Bobby looked very indecisive. JP reached for Bobby's hand. "Come on, Bobby, it will feel really good to me."
"I don't know", protested Bobby.
"Don't be selfish—like a girl— Bobby—like you said. It will feel real good to me and it won't hurt you any. You know I won't tell anybody." Bobby flushed bright red, realizing the box he had gotten himself into. There was a quick spasm of trembling followed by mute acceptance as a voice in the back of his head whispered "You wanted this to happen, didn't you?"
Bobby let JP put his hand on JP's dick. As Bobby skinned the soft compliant foreskin back there were two quiet moans. JP moaned because it was the first hand other than his own that had touched his dick in months—and Bobby was doing it right—not like the bitch last summer. It felt glorious! Bobby moaned because it was the first time he had felt another boy's cock in his hand and he had never imagined it would feel so incredibly good to feel the surge of another boys stiff cock flesh sliding under the foreskin. Then Bobby felt JP's hand on the back of his head, pulling him over to lay his head on his chest. Bobby didn't resist. That fascinating slimy cockhead speared up at him as JP arched up with his butt impatient with Bobby's pace.
"Yeah, Bobby, you do it much better than her." Bobby felt a surge of pride hearing that...knowing that he could make JP's dick feel better than that girl had.
"Lick my tummy, Bobby...that will feel soooh good." Bobby felt JP's hands—one on his neck and one on the back of his head—pushing him down towards his tummy—and his cock.
Bobby could hear the foreskin slapping noisily with the slime. Still he felt he should object, "No, JP! Stop!"
"Come on now, Bobby, don't be selfish; it will feel real good to me—and it won't hurt you any." Bobby felt JP's hand on his neck sort of massaging reassuringly, urging him down closer to JP's desperate boycock. JP's cock smell was intense. Bobby's mouth had been dry but now as he licked near JP's belly button he was drooling saliva.
The slapping sound picked up speed as JP took over to give Bobby room to roam. Bobby began to wetly tongue around JP's belly button, then wetly licked in a hot wet motion—not really breaking mouth contact but fluttering his tongue wetly over toward the side then down to JP's leg which JP now had crooked with his heels drawn up toward his butt. JP let his knees fall open and Bobby followed the "V" of his legs towards his balls.
"...Oh YEAH! Bobby. Oh, fucking fantastic! That's just perfect! You know just how to do it. Lower, Bobby, over to the right. No, don't pull my balls out of the way. It's OK if your tongue touches them. Come on now, Bobby, don't be selfish; you know what feels good."
Bobby was in another world where only JP and JP's pleasure meant anything. Once he stopped chastely pulling the balls to the side, he went ahead and tentatively let his tongue touch the low hanging bag. That done, he started to wetly lick JP's balls, cradling them in his palm and licking up toward where the sack became dick.
JP squeezed Bobby's neck reassuringly. "Oh shit, yeah!...That's right, Bobby, go ahead and let your tongue touch the base of my dick... Oh shit yes, Bobby, lick up the shaft a little bit...Oh FUCK! higher...higher...Yeah, Bobby do it. Oh, Jesus, Bobby, you're making it feel so good.
Hey! Not like that, Bobby; pull the foreskin back...yeah, just like that. Now lick the head with the foreskin pulled back. Oh, yeah, Bobby, that's great! Go ahead, Bobby, do it! Let it into your mouth, Bobby....unmph! Oh, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby... you're doing it. You're doing it perfectly. Oh, Bobby—oops—sorry you gagged—I won't shove it so deep...Oh, fuck! I'm going to come, Bobby. You better—acgggh! Unngh Ungghhh! "