I really shouldn't leave out the adventures with the girls, Missy and Kathy. Missy claimed Greg. Kathy and I just evolved. I don't think either of us were seeking girlfriends or anything like that, one invite to go swimming turned into an open invitation. Missy and Kathy were there a lot but not so much to interfere with enjoying the pool and the expectations of teenage boys in the summer.
The first time we all went skinny-dipping was the culmination of months of teasing, talking dirty, and inching our way to such an adventure. Once naked, it was hard to keep from being that way again. We took advantage of losing our swimsuits every chance we could. We cut it close several times that we would get caught. There were sometimes when we knew Greg's parents were gone for a good long time. And other times when we heard his mom's car leave the driveway for somewhere, and sometimes we just thought we heard her car leave. We got caught a few times, but I'm planning on talking about that in stories to come.
Greg's pool was great, sparkling water, flat deck around it, soft green grass beyond that, and high walls separating it from the rest of the world. Most of it was shallow enough to stand with my head above the water, with only the far end deep enough for diving. The water was always cool, just so perfect after mowing the grass, riding my bike back and forth from the mall, or just running around with friends. Early morning jumps in the pool would cool me for the rest of the day. I could barely wait during the scorching summer afternoons to jump in and cool off. The evenings in Greg's pool were my favorite though. Then it was so much more a different world.
When Missy and Kathy were there, the pool atmosphere was much different. We developed a great way to float around while increasing the pleasure, sexual pleasure. I would get in the middle of an old inner tube, Kathy would hang on to the back, her tits were what was really bracing her on the tube. That floating technique allowed her hand to float free. That hand would slide down my belly and find its way into my swimsuit. Although we did this while naked too, there was just something about her hand slipping into my suit that would have me shaking in anticipation. Her fingertips and nails would flip the waistband, just trying to get enough opening to enter my swimsuit. She was always slow as her hand slid on down to my pubes. She would give a little moan mixed with a giggle when she would first touch my pubes. She took a long time, a long agonizing time, a long teasing time in just fingering and tugging my pubes. She would make the slightest contact with my dick, each time I would wish that she would just grab my dick and start pulling it.
All that time, I would be moving around the pool just floating around, feet just barely touching the bottom. Greg and Missy moving and doing the same thing, although she would go right for his dick. We maintained a normal conversation, although it would get a little naughty when we could. We would float side by side, or face to face, my favorite was when Greg and I would face each other so close our tubes would touch. I did like getting that close to Greg but it was also great that I could usually feel the waves produced by Missy stroking Greg's dick. I also loved to watch Greg getting jacked off by Missy. Missy had a great stroke, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. And Greg's face was fantastic as he got closer and closer to shooting.
Kathy was not all that great with her stroke. She would get better the more we did. For the longest time she would simply squeeze and tug my dick around. At times, she would squeeze my poor little dick so hard I was afraid my head was going to pop! She really never had a rhythm, it was really an erratic series of strokes, tugs, squeezes, and even some bends. I think if left alone I might never have cum. Kathy found some secrets to get me shooting. When she could reach far enough, she would slide her hand all the behind my balls and press a finger or two against me, then slide along my sack, right between my balls. Her finger would trace the underside of my dick and spring off as it rubbed the head of my dick. She repeated it several times, me hoping that she would never quit. She came close to my butthole, I would automatically pucker as she came so close. I could feel a rush of cool water on my hole as she stretched my skin. I would become acutely aware of my balls as her hands and fingers lifted them. She could tell I was getting close as my balls were sucking up tight. She would almost ruin that great cumming feeling when she went back to stroking me.
I would try to be in the deep water when I shot. I wanted to be suspended in the cool water and I spurted and shot. And you could tell when I shot, in that inner tube in the middle of the deep end, I would buck and hump until the waves upset the calm of the pool. Long strings of cum would be floating around in the clear water. I would love to watch them, though worried when they would float so close to Kathy's or Missy's pussy. I was sure they could get pregnant when my floating cum would latch on to their pubes and work their way in.
I would be so relaxed after I shot. Though I kept floating around. I would flip around and face Kathy, our lips would meet and our tongues tangled. When skinny dipping, I could feel her hot tits press against my chest, and my sensitive dick would rub against her pussy. My heartbeat would return to normal, then several times start the whole thing again. Being in a pool with two naked girls and great looking boy with a smooth sexy dick, meant that even after cumming, I would rarely go limp. (It was two years before Kathy ever saw my dick limp, she never knew it could be that way before that.)
I got to see her pussy up close and personal. Kathy and Missy would sit on the edge of the pool, Greg and I would hang on to their legs with our heads between their legs. Our faces only inches from their pussies. Even before we went skinny-dipping the first time, I could catch glimpses of pussy, and the mere sight of girl's pubes would completely excite me. But I would do a pretty good job of exciting her too. As I got bolder, I would let my finger explore the edge of her swimsuit, my favorite was a little black bikini that was so thin I could make out the pubes pressing against the fabric. My finger would wander to the middle of her pussy, pressing the lips, feeling the warmth. I knew I was exciting her, and I got real good at touching her right at the moment she was trying to speak. She would suck in air, sit upright, and even shiver a time or two when my fingers touched her just right.
In addition to touch and sight, I always wanted to smell a pussy. When my head was so close to her, my face right up between her legs, I would breathe in deep, trying to smell that sexy box. To this day, the smell of chorine, coconut suntan lotion, and concrete reminds me of pussy.
There were times when we could toss off all our swimsuits and enjoy each other in and out of the water. Greg's parents had to be gone, and his little brother gone off with his buddies as well. It was one of those times we were caught. On a very hot and very bright afternoon, we were getting some sun and then jumping into the pool to cool off. The girls suits weren't even by the pool, mine was crumpled up near the patio table and Greg's was probably still in a drawer in his room. I was sitting on the steps, water hitting me about the waist, Greg was a step lower than me, Kathy and Missy were splayed out on the loungers, Then like some little crazed kid, Greg's brother David come screaming out of the house. He stopped dead in his tracks, mouth still open in a silent scream, and he stared at the naked girls.
David started doing the little brother act, ummming and ooohhing, telling us that we were so busted, in so much trouble, etc. Greg was on his way out of the pool to whoop up on David. David took note of Greg's swinging boner and accused us loudly that we were out there fucking. The girls who just barely made any attempt to cover up, laughed and said things like 'don't you wish' and 'they don't even know how to fuck'. I remember that last statement clearly, I was willing to find out if I knew how, very willing.
Greg chased after David as he fled to the edges of the yard. Kathy and Missy trying to convince Greg to not hurt him. Greg was agile, a good defensive back on the football team, but in bare feet on slick grass, he couldn't cut like David in good shoes. I and the girls laughed as Greg busted his ass in the grass a couple of times. His legs flying out from underneath him, his butt landing hard on the green grass, his balls flopping around with the fall. Greg finally gave up and sat butt naked in grass as David's taunts subsided and his interest took over.
David was sure the girls were naked, that was not hard to see at all, but then he came closer to the pool where I stayed and accused me to being naked too. He wanted to see, he very well could see that I had no swimsuit on but he wanted to 'see'. He was happy when I stood up enough to let my dick come out of the water and in plain view. He got enough to satisfy him right then and returned to study the girls. His hand went to his crotch, clutching absentmindedly his little boner and balls through his cut-offs.
Greg was pissed, I was a little reluctant, but the girls seemed to enjoy the situation. They teased David back for all his taunts, they were all enjoying it. Greg quit telling David to go away and slipped back into the pool and washed away the grass on his butt. I was amazed at how slickly the girls worked David. Before long they had him easing out of his clothes.
David was chunkier than Greg, but had much the same skin and hair. Hair that was as black as could get, shiny and always tossed around. David had a good dark tan, a little olive tint to it. His face, arms and legs all tanned from running around in the summer sun. He was convinced to pull off his shirt. It was almost shocking to see his white body. The tan on his arms was drawn so straight, his neck blended into a V on his chest. Dark little nipples protruded a little puffy from his hairless chest. Although the muscle definition was good in his chest and you could make out his sixpack abs, a little roll of baby fat circled his middle above the denim shorts. And there was something so cute about his belly button that I just wanted to stick my finger in it.
David was about to jump in the pool with shorts still on, when the girls screamed out the rules, he would have to drop the shorts and join us in nekkidness. I could tell that he was not all that determined to keep his shorts on, but he played the game as the girls worked to convince him. Missy offered to let him fuck her, and she spread her legs quickly to show what he would be offered. Kathy screamed and slapped Missy's arm. Then they whispered and giggled. Then Kathy also offered her pussy for fucking if David lost the shorts.
David looked at Greg who was now at least smirking, Greg shrugged his shoulders at David. He looked at the girls and told them not to laugh. That got them giggling. Then David looked at me and pointed. He told me to just shut up, I hadn't said a word in ten minutes. Then David mustered all his courage, and popped open the button on his Levi shorts. As the zipper opened up, he pulled the shorts down and off in a flourish of extra movement. He stood there for a few minutes, arms crossed on his chest, in just thin, holey white briefs that he had outgrown at least two summers ago.
The waistband was stretched tight and barely came up to three-quarters of his butt crack. The strip of white from his underwear to the end of where his shorts were was as bright as his belly and back. It was really even whiter than that old pair of underwear.
David turned around and I stared at his package. His dick was pushing hard against the white cotton, his balls made quite bulge. His boner had pushed the edge of the underwear away from his body, creating a gap that revealed his pink sack. His underwear so tight, his boner straining against them so hard that I wanted to reach up and pull them off to give him some relief.
Then facing me, he pulled the underwear down. My eyes were fixed on his dick as it sprang into freedom. It was no monster, but it was much bigger than the last time I had seen it. Last summer he had just a little mushroom cap and a little red puff of a ball sack. Four inches at best, pink little head and a dark shaft. I bet I could have counted the pubes he had. A thin ring of them above his dick, dark and black. The wispy hairs had been growing awhile, long and wispy, set off by white smooth skin.
David turned around and displayed all he had to the naked girls. They applauded and laughed, although explaining they were not laughing at him. David took a few steps each way, throwing his hips upward, causing a little bounce of this boner. He even did a little dance, one that I would think about a couple of years later when half the football team snuck into the tittie bar on the other side of town.
Kathy and Missy got up from the loungers, ran toward David who set himself like he was going to take on a blitzing linebacker. Kathy and Missy grabbed him and a few steps later they all splashed into the pool. There was a lot of splashing, some jumping around, some wrestling, and more just fun body rubbing. I know David ran his dick against me more than just by accident, but then I also positioned myself to enjoy it. Tensions eased, Greg and David liked each other again, the girls enjoying three naked boys, all with boners.
We caught our breath by hanging on to the inner tubes. We talked, again a lot of it naughty, but so much fun. Then, David decided it was time for a chicken fight challenge, he wanted to take on Missy and Greg, while on my shoulders. He was crawling on top of me immediately. I could feel his balls smoosh against my neck, his boner pressing hard against me. And when we went after each other, Greg's chest was pressed tight against mine. I love that skin to skin contact in the water. Our faces touched as the war above us went on. When I did pay attention to what was going on, David didn't mind grabbing a tit for leverage. The battle went on for a while. David and Missy were both just about off, I could see the pink wrinkly lips of her pussy just inches away. David's dick and balls were sitting on my shoulder. I leaned over and put us all underwater, more because I was aroused enough that I just couldn't take it any longer.
Greg and I resisted another round of chicken fights. After a little more talk, David got serious about cashing in the promise that he could fuck Missy and Kathy. He was standing on the deck outside the pool, slowly stroking his dick, I was imagining him jacking off with Greg and me. Then Missy and Kathy got out and teased a little. Missy said it was finally time, time for little brother David to become a man. Missy stood up, spread her legs only a little and placed her hands around her pussy.
That pussy was a fuzzy thing, pubes growing from hip to hip. Even when wet, the hairs covered her pussy completely. I could see the pink flash and she moved her hands back and forth. She told David to get his dick over there and put it in. Now, David's dick may have made contact with pussy, but it sure didn't go in very far. He was on his tip toes to make up the height. I could still see the bottom of his dick when Missy began to moan and yell about how good he felt. It all lasted about 2 minutes, if that.
When Missy said it was Kathy's turn, David "pulled out" quickly and directed his boner like a missle headed for a target. Kathy moaned as well and told him how good he was, and told him not to cum inside her. She took his hands from around the base of his dick and placed them on her tits. They fell to one side then the other. The last time was enough, the girls let him fuck them and David was about worn out just trying to stay on his feet. Dicks were still hard, nipples still stiff, but we all were back hanging on to the inner tubes and floating.
I got Kathy down to the deep end, away from the other three and we talked about why she let him fuck her and wouldn't let me. We both knew he hadn't really done it, but kept at it like he had. I acted hurt, I figured it was a good way to finally get inside of her. It worked, at least I got a promise out of her that we would do it as soon as we got out of the pool. I was ready to dry off and head to a bed, right then! In fact, my feet were on the steps of the pool, my face following her butt out of the pool when the phone rang.
Greg made David jump out and answer it. I followed each bounce and flop of that little dick that had just fucked my girlfriend. I actually wanted to touch that dick more than I wanted to get my dick inside Kathy's pussy. Which would have to wait, as the call was Missy's mother telling them it was time for the girls to come home. I went from going in the house to find a place to fuck to having a severe case of blue-balls.
The girls didn't take all that long to get going, they were about an hour late from what they promised to be home. Greg, David and I hung to the pool walls, a little bumping and touching going on. The girls were out of there and the boys talked. David was proud of his first - and second - fucks. He described the feeling, claiming much more than ever happened, and we egged him on with the story.
When he said he was so ready to jack off, he blushed and turned to look at me like he had given away some secret. I said it was cool and didn't make a big thing out of it nor tried to get him to tell more about jacking off, like I was really wanting to hear. It was several minutes later, still talking about fucking, and pussies when I noticed that all three of us were stroking our own dicks. I was doing it without even thinking about it.
Then Greg said it was time to get out, and he gave me that smile that I knew we would be jacking off together in just a few minutes. We got out, Greg stowed the inner tubes so they wouldn't blow away, David went in through the kitchen door, I picked up my swimsuit and collected David's clothes, including that tight little pair of underwear. Greg and I stayed outside and let the evening air dry our bodies enough so as to not track inside. We went inside, the air conditioning hitting me and making me shiver and seeking warmth. I led the way into Greg's room and saw David laying out a white towel on top of Greg's bed. He looked at me a little shocked or surprised but he continued his preparation.
He hopped on the bed, at one end of the towel and told Greg to hurry, that he really needed to go. David then looked at me and said I could sit there next to him along the other edge of the towel. I sat down with one leg under me. I wasn't real sure what was going on, but it meant I could really look at David's dick. It looked somewhat like Greg's. The color was similar but the veins and such could be seen and rippled his skin a little.
David pulled at his pubes, so thin and delicate. The skin pulled away almost magically as really couldn't see the wispy hairs attached.
An uneasy silence built as David and I sat there. Greg was off doing something to close down the house. David's eyes were all over me, I studied his body, I was still comparing his white middle with the dark tan of his face and limbs. He raised his arm and I noticed the dark little hairs under his arm, just beginning to grow. I saw that his dick had not gone a bit softer since it first appeared. I could see the blood pulsating in it, bobbing up and down slightly. My eyes lifted to his face only to catch his eye. We both smiled, a little unsure. I didn't sit naked on a bed with that many other boys and I figured he hadn't either.
David spoke up and said I was nice looking, and clarifying that he meant my dick, and then adding that included my body too. He commented about how my dick looked really good hard and that it stuck out right. I said something about how his was growing good. I said it in a way that I immediately thought that it might sound a little mean referring to his dick as being little. I doubt think he caught it but I quickly noted that he was probably going to be bigger than his brother. He smiled at that.
He bent down slightly so he could look at my balls. I reached down and freed them up. I did and do have a good set of balls, and he complimented me on the size. According to his observations, I had bigger balls than Greg, their dad, all the kids in his class, and even his cousin who had the biggest balls he ever felt.
It did catch my attention when I heard 'felt' but just as I was going ask about that, Greg jumped on the bed. Positioning himself at the other end of the towel from David. He immediately grabbed his limp dick and started to bring it back to life. He said it was going to be cool like this. He then told both of us that we didn't have to do it if we didn't want too. When David said he would do it if we all did, then I realized he set up to jack off.
I had been hard so long that I had a little precum sitting on top of my dick. As I started to jack off, it made that great jacking sound, a squishing, wet sound. David laughed a little at the sound and pointed. The bed started really rocking. I kept swapping my eyes back and forth from David's dick to Greg's. Greg's was so great to look at, but David's was so new. I couldn't really see David's dick, he was jacking off so quick I could barely see his hand and that hand completely covered his dick anyway.
I moved a little and I was touching both of them, their rhythms building with mine. Grunts and groans. Skin slapping skin. Pleasure and strain on faces. I could feel the cum building in me. David had all but stopped to watch me. As I was within a stroke or two, David directed my dick head into a plastic mug, I wasn't sure if it would offend anyone for shooting cum in an Astros cup, but it wasn't a Yankees or Dodgers thing. I stroked, David held me inside the mug, and then I blew load after load. I could hear my cum hit the bottom of the mug as that hot cum spurted fast out of me. I heard David repeatedly saying how cool it was to it shoot like that. I would always shoot, compared to Greg, who's cum would come out in a huge volume but rarely shoot more than an inch, but I almost always was the first one to cum.
I was milking the last of the cum out of my dick when David handed me the mug. He went hard at stroking his dick. Hard and fast. The kind that you bite your lip and close your eyes as you stroke so fast. Then he started to squeak, high pitched, not so loud but it still amazed me at how long and high the sound was. He moved my hand with the mug toward his dick and he started to cum. The first shot was fast, shooting out clear and far. Then out rushed several more shots, all kinds of oozing into the mug. I had to look, in the mug there was quite of bit of cum, and I could tell the difference between mine and David's.
I let my dick just hang there and relax and watch Greg finish. David was milking the last out of his and collect some on his finger and then scraped it off on the edge of the mug. He made me jump when his finger took a drop of cum off the end of my dick.
Then Greg was getting close, he made almost the same squeak, but it was much lower. David's hand was on top of mine as we caught the cum flowing out of Greg. I was exhausted by the events in the pool and especially jacking off.
I really just wanted to crash right then and there. I had to head for my own house. I was ready to jack off again by the time I got home. I kept thinking all night what happened that day. And I do wonder what David did with the mug . . .
I had planned to tell the story about Kathy and me and doing a little more. I think I should stop now and wait to tell about that later. If people like this, I sure would appreciate know it, email be at kebo_t@hotmail.com