(Note: This is the story of sexual encounters among teenage boys. It is strictly fiction and fantasy. It involves sexual practices that are considered unsafe and is not an endorsement of these practices. Please comply with the laws where you live concerning such literature, and read it only if you can do so legally. If you are offended by this sort of material, please find other things that will not offend you.)
I arrived at Cody's cabin just before 6:00 wearing blue jeans and skin as instructed. The door was open, so I walked in.
"Hi, Buddy," Cody said. "This is my cousin Kevin."
"Hi, Kevin," I said with a friendly smile. "Glad to meet you."
"Same here," Kevin replied with a smile.
I dropped my sleeping bag behind the door and quickly assessed Kevin. About six inches shorter than Cody, he had the same black hair, dark eyes, and naturally muscular build. He was comfortably barefoot, probably at Cody's suggestion, and was wearing blue jeans and a white t-shirt.
Kevin was evaluating me too, with a great deal of interest. He seemed to like what Cody had described as my "fuck me" look, and he was particularly fascinated with my Mohawk hairstyle.
Having finished his evaluation, Kevin pulled off his shirt and put it in his overnight bag. The top of his underwear was visible above his jeans. I wondered how soon that would go.
"I just learned that Buddy is a real Indian," Cody advised Kevin. "Be careful or he'll take your scalp."
"Don't believe him, Kevin," I responded. "Us Indians are peaceful and friendly these days."
"Cody, here's a housewarming present for you," I said, handing him a carefully wrapped package.
I had spent a couple of days using Dad's woodworking tools and had created a routed wood sign. It was made out of cedar and had black lettering that said, "Cody's Cabin". I had enclosed a handmade card that said simply, "Welcome home".
Cody unwrapped the package, read the card, and just stared at the sign for a long time. When he looked up at me, I could see tears in his eyes.
"It's absolutely the best present ever," he said quietly.
We got out his basic tool set and screwed the sign to the outside of the door. Then we all stood there admiring the result.
"It's perfect," Cody said, wiping away the tears and giving me a big hug.
When we went back inside, Cody put the card on display on the fireplace mantle.
We stood around talking for a few minutes until the pizza delivery guy knocked at the door.
Cody handed me the money for the pizza. "Grab the pizza for me, please," he said. "That should be enough for the pizza and the tip as well."
I wasn't sure why I was getting the pizza when Cody was just standing back and watching, but it soon became clear. The delivery guy was a good-looking blond-haired dude, and he almost dropped the pizza while he was checking me out.
"T-t-thanks," he stammered as he took the money and quickly left.
I closed the door and turned around to see Cody grinning ear to ear.
"Just checking his reflexes, Buddy," he said. "Like I told you before, you look extremely sexy with your jeans about to fall off that hard body."
"Using me as bait again, I see, " I replied, grinning back, "I think he was looking past me at you. You're not leaving much to the imagination either."
Kevin was taking in this conversation without comment. The next thing he did was to disappear into the bathroom. When he came out, he tossed his underwear into his overnight bag. The top button on his jeans was unfastened. He was either bowing to peer pressure or getting into the spirit of the evening, or maybe both.
"Looking good, cousin," Cody said.
"You're a stud, Kevin," I said, giving my honest opinion.
Kevin blushed, but he obviously appreciated the input. He was a cute little fucker, and was every bit as sexy as Cody.
There was pizza waiting, and three hungry teenage boys were ready to eat it.
"Can't have pizza without beer," Cody remarked, providing each of us with a bottle. "Only one though. We don't wanna piss off the parents and grandparents."
There was another unspoken reason for the "only one" rule, and that had evolved during our beer experiment a few days earlier. More than one could be less than good when your mission was scoring.
Cody sat down in one of the chairs. I sat down on the sofa, and Kevin promptly sat down close beside me. I looked over at Cody. He was carefully eating his pizza, but the smirk on his face was obvious, at least to me.
We made short work of the pizza. I was wishing for another beer, but I knew better, so I got a glass of water and returned to the sofa.
So far no one but Cody had been inside me, but I decided that Kevin was going to be next, and I didn't think it would be hard to get him there. I casually reached over and rubbed his bare back and shoulders companionably.
"How's the vacation going, Kevin?" I asked.
"Pretty good," he replied. "This is the best part. Cody has a great place to live here, and I think you're a good friend for him."
"That's nice of you to say," I responded, and then added, "Want me to give your back and shoulders a massage? It will help you relax."
"Oh yeah!" he said with a winning smile. "That would be great!"
"Sit here between my legs so that I can do that," I suggested.
Kevin sat down in front of me. I leaned him forward a little and worked on his shoulders and back for several minutes.
Cody was setting something up on his computer. I suspected he was about to show a special porn video.
"OK, now lean back against me," I said.
Kevin sat back as close to me as he could and then leaned back against my chest with an audible sigh. I massaged his chest and stomach, and occasionally let my hand slip down into his pants and along his boner. He was loving every minute of it.
"I got a video here to show you, Kevin," Cody said. "I think you'll like it."
Cody started the video he had taken a few days before of us wrestling around and fucking.
Kevin suddenly realized what he was watching and sat upright, staring at the TV.
"That's pretty cool," he said, watching us wrestle naked on the bed.
When the video got to the part where Cody pinned me down and inserted his tool, Kevin reached down and unfastened the rest of his buttons. Leaning back against me, he put his hand inside his jeans and slowly stroked his boner. I felt his body jerk against me as a big wet spot appeared at the end of his bulge. He watched the rest of the video in silence as I continued to massage his chest and stomach.
"That was really hot!" Kevin said when the video was over. "This cabin is the perfect place to have fun."
He was quiet for a few seconds, gathering the courage to continue.
"Could I do that to you like Cody did, Buddy?" He asked shyly.
"Sure thing," I said. "Have you ever done it before?"
"No," he admitted. "But you could teach me how," he suggested hopefully.
"OK, we can try it out if you like," I offered. "Are you hard again and ready to do it now?"
"Yes," he replied.
"Good," I said. "Take off your jeans while I get on the bed."
We both stripped, and I lay down on my back.
"Get on the bed and kneel between my legs," I said. "Yeah, like that. Now take some of that lube and spread it on your boner. Right. Now spread a little on my asshole. Yes, like that. Now put your finger inside and feel around a little bit. Work it around a little more. Super! You've got it. Now lean over me with one hand on each side of me."
I reached for his boner and positioned it at the entrance.
"Now press forward a little and it will slip inside. Excellent! Now do whatever you think will feel good."
Kevin was beaming with delight. He pushed in and out tentatively. He closed his eyes. The pleasure was written all over his face. He continued to push in and out, deeper and deeper. Once he pulled out too far, and I had to help him put it in again. He repositioned himself a couple of times, and soon he was fucking like a pro.
Having just shot his wad, it took a while for him to cum again. He probed around inside for several minutes, enjoying all of the new sensations.
When he came it was sudden and hard. He cried out with surprise and pleasure as he drove his cum shooter in deep, gasping and struggling for more traction on the bed. With three or four deep thrusts, he unloaded inside me and collapsed on my chest, panting like he had just finished a race.
"Did you like that?" I asked him, stroking his back.
"It was like I was in heaven for a while," he said with a happy smile.
"Think you'll wanna do it again later?" I inquired.
"Oh, yeah!" he replied. "And maybe Cody can do it to you and I can watch."
"I think we can do that," I said. "Now pull on your jeans and we'll go sit on the couch for a while."
I don't think it occurred to Kevin that Cody was recording this, but I knew that he was.
We went back to the sofa, and I put Kevin between my legs again so that I could continue to massage his back.
"Do you think we can have a second beer now," I asked Cody, having observed that there was a complete six-pack. "I think Kevin worked off the first one."
"Works for me," Cody replied, and passed the rest of the beer around.
Cody started the video, and Kevin just about shit his pants. His attention was riveted to the TV. He didn't move during the whole show.
"Can you play it again, please," he asked as soon as it was done.
Cody ran the overhead view instead. Kevin was in a trance watching himself fuck for the first time. When it was done, he was beaming with pleasure.
"That was so hot!" he said. "Can we do it some more now?"
"You bet we can," I said with a smile. "But we'll just have fun and not record it any more.
"Cool!" he said. "Cody, will you do Buddy while I watch, and then can I do it again?"
"That works for me," Cody replied. "How about you, Buddy."
"Sounds perfect," I said.
Cody had said that we would let Kevin take the lead. Kevin was leading quite nicely.
Cody and I put on a live show for Kevin, who stood there stroking his boner.
"OK, Kevin, your turn again," I said when Cody was done.
"Cody, will you teach me how to make Buddy cum like that?" he asked.
Kevin fucked me again while Cody provided instruction on how to please your partner. Kevin wasn't successful the first time, but he was getting the idea.
Nobody got much sleep that night, but I guess that's what slumber parties are for. Kevin got to fuck Cody and me as often as he wanted. In between, Cody and I took turns doing each other. Kevin did Cody once, but he seemed to be particularly hooked on doing me. That worked well because Cody could coach Kevin on the fine points of successful fucking. By the time we all fell asleep exhausted, Kevin had become a slightly smaller version of Cody himself. Kind of a mini fucking machine.
I awoke at about 6:00. Crawling out of bed without disturbing them, I borrowed a towel from Cody's closet, took a shower, and put on my jeans. Then I started breakfast.
Cody's kitchen was pretty well stocked. I had the standard bacon and eggs going in no time, along with toast and a can of pears I found in the cupboard. The tantalizing odors awoke the other two. They both showered, put on their jeans, and sat down on the bar stools at the counter to eat.
"You're one hell of a good breakfast cook," Cody said, "not to mention that I love your chef's uniform."
"It's the only uniform I've got, wise ass," I replied. "You could at least provide an apron."
"And spoil that great 'fuck me' look?" Cody shot back. "I don't think so."
We cleaned up the cabin, and stripped the bed. There was a large pile of sheets and towels. Cody needed to have a long session with the washer and dryer.
"Thanks for the good time," Kevin said as I grabbed my unused sleeping bag and prepared to return through the woods to my parents' house. "This is definitely the most fun part of my vacation."
"You're welcome, Kevin," I replied with a smile. "Come back for more any time. Cody and I have a few other tricks we can show you."
It had been quite a night, and I needed some sleep. Actually, as I thought about it, I didn't even need to go into the house. I went down by the creek, rolled out my sleeping bag, and was sound asleep within minutes.