The next weekend, Brendan and I were invited over to our friend Ron's house to stay the night. Ron had a nice body, and nice package to go along. I had seen him naked before, he played basketball with me and Brendan and I last year, and was playing again this year. I always was sure to sneak a peak at him when he changed into his underarmour, and I was sure to join him the few times that he showered after practice. He was a hairy kid, his thick brown pubic hair nearly completely covered his short, fat cock, and he had a lot of hair on his nuts that hung close to his body.
That night, Brendan gave me a ride over to Ron's. The three of us hung out in Ron's basement, and around midnight we all decided to lie down on the floor to go to sleep. It was pretty hot in his basement, and we were sweating from playing ping-pong earlier. We all stripped to our underwear, Ron and I to our boxers, and Brendan to his boxer-briefs to sleep. I lied down in the middle, Brendan on my left, and Ron on my right. Ron started asking Brendan and I about wrestling, and I saw my chance to be all over Ron.
"Let's see what you've got," I said, challenging Ron to wrestle.
"Alright," he replied.
He then rolled over so he was just about on top of me, and I felt my tool stiffen up. It was pitch black in the hot basement, and I felt the sweat drip from his armpit hair as he reached around me in a weak wrestling move. I started wrestling back, and I easily flipped Ron over so that I was on top. My prick was rock hard and I knew Ron must have felt it against his back with the tight hold I had him in. Then I let up on the hold, and rolled him onto his back. I curled my legs around his and felt his coarse hair rub on my legs from his calves up to his thighs. My hard cock, contained by my boxers, was pressed against the happy trail on his stomach. Brendan yelled out that I had Ron pinned, so I rolled off of him. It got me even harder when I looked and saw that Ron's boxers were tented up, and I could tell that his schlong was huge. Judging by the smile on Brendan's face, he noticed Ron's boner as well as mine. Ron was obviously embarassed by the throbbing erection he had, so he tried to sit in a way that didn't show it.
"Don't worry about that, big guy," I reassured Ron, gesturing towards the prick in his boxers, "Happens all the time in wrestling."
"Alright," Ron said shyly, "at least I see I'm not the only one," he added, looking towards the smaller tent I had in my own boxers.
"Okay, time for round two," Brendan interrupted.
Ron didn't delay, and quickly jumped on top of me. His muscular chest, covered in sweat and the smallest amount of teen peach fuzz chest hair, rubbed against my back. He broke me down so that I was flat on my stomach, and then I felt his sweat-soaked boxers, containing his monterous shaft, touch against my lower back. I could tell that he had basically stopped wrestling and was now essentially fucking my back through his boxers. Brendan saw what was going on, and ripped Ron off of me. He stood Ron up, and started making out with him hard. Brendan threw Ron to the ground, and pulled out Ron's manly cock through the fly in his boxers. They were moaning as they rubbed against each other, and Brendan started beating off Ron's probably 8 inch rod. Then I jumped in between them, grabbed Brendan and ripped his boxer-briefs off. I through Brendan to the ground on his stomach.
"Fuck him," I ordered Ron.
Ron was happy to oblige, and he ripped off his boxers, and mounted Brendan. With one thrust, Ron slammed his enormous sweat soaked teen dick into Brendan. Brendan yelped in pain and pleasure, and Ron started fucking Brendan hard and fast. Ron's cock made a slurping noise as it glided in and out of Brendan's ass. For a while, I just stood and admired these two teen studs who looked like two animals as they fucked on the floor. Their intense moans almost made me splooge, and I realized I needed to do something about my throbbing cock. I ripped off my own boxers, walked over and crouched down in front of the pair of animals fucking like dogs in front of me. Ron was happy to take my whole cock into his mouth, and I fucked his face as he plowed on Brendan's asshole. All three of us were moaning in extreme pleasure, and sweat dripped down my fat nutsack. Before I knew it I was ready to come, and I shot my splooge all over the back of Ron's throat. This sent him over the edge, and he let out deep grunts and groans as he shot his load all over Brendan's insides. Ron pulled his huge tool out of Brendan's ass, and we stood next to each other with our cum-covered cocks in the air. Although we were the same age and height, I felt like a mere boy because of the way my skinny 5-inch meat measured up next to his hairy, manly 8-inch cock.
Brendan bow-leggedly stood up, and as Ron and my cocks both began to shrink, Brendan's was as hard as ever. He hadn't come yet, so I swung into action. I dropped to my knees and deep-throated Brendan's schlong. I rubbed my hands up and down Brendan's sweaty, hairy thighs and through his thick blonde pubic hair. I could taste the manly scent of sweat covering his tool. Before long, he screamed out and blasted my throat with his hot teen boy cum. After that, we were so tired that none of us said a word, and we all laid down and went to sleep naked.