Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2012 18:36:28 -0500
From: J L <spartaguy23@gmail.com>
Subject: Becoming a Spartan, Chapter 2

Becoming a Spartan, Chapter 1
By JLarsen   spartaguy23@gmail.com

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Chapter 2

Beginning that night and off and on through the years, Erik and I had
indeed experimented with each other in a sexual nature.  When we got to
bed, we gave each other our first hand jobs, complete with an actual
ejaculation and it was the next night when we graduated to actually sucking
each others' cocks, we enjoyed each other's bodies and learned a lot about
how to please and how to receive pleasure.

As we moved through junior high and high school, it was obvious that if
other boys were doing the same thing, they certainly didn't brag about it
to the other guys in our age group.  As our interest in girls increased,
our sexual activity with each other decreased.  It wasn't that we were
scoring any activity with the girls, it just seemed that our focus should
be on them, rather than doing things with each other.  The exception to
that was when we would take our trips with the male members of the family.
After what Erik and I referred to as the "Talk Trip", it seemed the
conversation and behaviors got progressively more open and casual.
Although we didn't have another discussion as lengthy as that night at the
ski condo, our dads treated us all as though we in the company of men.

On the trips, given the open nudity, it seemed to increase our passion and
we had the obvious opportunity to give each other blow jobs.  Something
that, as time went on and we began to experiment more, we were actually
getting very good at.  We had discovered through exploring with our
tongues, that the whole area around our cock, balls and ass were sensitive
and responded to a wet tongue.  On our trips, there wasn't a night that
went by without us having some sort of sexual adventure.

Now that we all knew the secrets of sex, we could be more open about many
things.  We seemed to save up any questions we had for one of our trips.
While we certainly could have asked our dads about things at any time, it
just seemed like one of our trips was the place to bring it up.  On the
trips, our dads answered any question and didn't guard their language in
terms of swear words.  It would be the next year's camping trip when we
first heard either of fathers utter the word "fuck".  We had built a nice
fire and were making S'mores.  My dad's marshmallow caught fire and became
blackened.

"Well, fuck," he commented casually.  Neither he nor Erik's dad seemed to
realize what he had said, but the immediate looks of shock exchanged by the
four of us boys confirmed we had actually heard it.  Even though the ice
had been broken, we didn't dare use the word for another couple of years.
There were more casual references to sex sprinkled into the conversations
between the adults.  Now and then, some of the comments were obviously
meant for our benefit, although they were careful not to say it directly
and embarrass the four of us boys.  The camping trip the summer after the
"talk trip" provided some interesting information regarding masturbation.
We had finished cleaning up for breakfast.  As we were applying our suntan
lotion, my dad commented that we should be a bit careful and not waste the
lotion since he had forgotten his lube, but would use the suntan lotion
while jerking off.  Erik and I had basics down about jerking off, but as
yet, had no idea that a lubricant would make it even more enjoyable.

That evening, while we were sitting around the fire pit, my dad got up to
put a log on the fire and it hit me that neither of the adult men had any
pubic hair above their cocks.  Thinking about it, I think they must have
kept it shaved since we were young, but now since Erik and I were both
starting to sport a decent patch of hair, it sunk in that they didn't have
any.

"Dad, why don't you Mr. Mauer have hair above your cocks?" I asked as
casually as if I wanted his opinion on whether it would rain the next day.

"Sean and I shave around our dicks and balls as a preference for enhanced
feeling," commented my dad casually.  "Remember last winter when we talked
about different ways to have sex and how sometimes it involves your partner
using their tongue on different parts of your body?"  I replied that of
course I did.

"Well, it feels a lot better if you don't have hair to get in the way.
It's better for your partner and it feels a lot better for you, so Sean and
I just keep ours shaved," dad said.  "And besides, your cock locks bigger
if there isn't any hair around it," he grinned.  Erik's dad added "It's
only a minority of men who shave their pubic hair.  It's a personal choice.
Since you boys are going to be in a lot of school showers for the next
several years in phy ed class and sports, I would recommend that you just
let it grow.  If you shaved, you would likely get teased pretty badly by
the other boys," dad counseled.  "Once you are older, you can decide for
yourself how you want to groom."

One summer in particular would continue the growing openness between the
six of us.  We had been out hiking for most of the day and were pretty
sweaty and dirty.  As we headed for the shower, there were comments from
the dads regarding how good a hot shower was going to feel.  When we
arrived at the shower building, we could hear some people in the shower
area.  Dad suggested that we brush our teeth to give them time to finish.
We finished that task and the showers were still going in the next room, so
my dad started to take his shoes off and head to the shower room, as the
rest of us followed suit.

As we were walking in, it sounded like several people just let out deep
breaths and heavy sighs.  It sounded to me a lot like the sound Erik and I
make when we came.  There were four guys that looked to be in their early
20's in the showers.  Initially, they had their backs to us, but they
slowly turned around.  They all had a lot of soap around their dicks, which
looked to be almost fully erect.  Other than our dads, I had never seen
men's dicks even partially erect.  These guys had great bodies and were
rinsing off the soap as we got our showers going.

I ended up right next to one of the guys and I couldn't help looking at
him.  I noticed immediately that he didn't have any pubic hair.  I glanced
at the other guys and apparently all of them shaved as well.  I wasn't sure
if the guy next to me noticed that I was checking all of them out, but he
caught my eye and smiled.  I was a bit self conscious when he said, "Isn't
it great to come up here and enjoy the outdoors without having to worry
about wearing anything?  It was great being in the woods while we attended
Sparta and love coming back now that we have graduated."

The soap was completely rinsed off revealing a very ripped and smooth body.
He was still playing with his dick as he stood there under the water
rinsing the soap away.  It was sticking out at about at about half mast.
Even though I hadn't seen my dad fully erect, this guy looked like his
would be bigger.  They had all finished rinsing off and headed toward the
drying room.  As the guy who I had been checking out walked by me, he
slapped my butt, winked, and said "Have a great time up here."  And he
looked at all of us and said, "Hope you all enjoy the showers as much as we
did."  The others guys chuckled as they walked out.

I looked over and the two dad's had lathered up and were paying special
attention to their hardening cocks.  My dick had already been semi hard and
really sprang to attention when I saw what was going on.

"I think they had a great idea," commented Mr. Mauer.  "Blasting a load
after we get the day's sweat and grime off sounds good to me."  As he said
it, he would alternate between stroking his lengthening cock and washing
the rest of his body.  Caught up in the moment, the four of us boys did the
same.  At 16, Erik and I were starting to develop dicks that looked like
more like young men's than little boys'.  I looked down the row and saw my
brother stroking his as well.  He definitely had a nice bush of blonde
pubic hair and his cock was starting to get larger as well.  This would be
the first time we actually saw our dads' cocks fully erect.  We were
impressed.  They were both about the same size, and looked to be close to
8".  They looked huge compared to Erik's and my 6".

Tim and Jared were first, giving slight screams of pleasure as they shook
with an orgasm.  Erik's dad was on my other side and groaning with pleasure
as he shot a huge load with some of his cum landing close to my feet.
Seeing it shoot through the air caused me to go next and I shot off, with
my knees getting so weak, I almost collapsed.  I must have shot six spurts
of cum.  It was easily the strongest orgasm I had ever had.  Erik and my
dad finished at the same time with loads of almost equal size.  No one said
anything as we finished the shower and rinsed off.  As we entered the
changing room, my dad commented that he was sure glad those guys gave us
the idea, cause he had sure enjoyed that.

The rest of that camping trip was uneventful from any group activity
standpoint, but it seemed that we had reached another level in openness
regarding our bodies.  Hard ons had never really been hidden, but now it
seemed that semi hard cocks were a lot more common.  Our dads commented a
couple of times that they needed to go into the tent or off to the woods to
lose a load.  When Erik and I woke up with morning hard ons, we openly
stroked them rather than rolling over until they went down enough to leave
the tent.

Suntan lotion would provide an interesting encounter the next year.  The
standard process in applying suntan lotion was for each of us to apply it
to our front side and legs and our respective fathers would get our backs.
Our dads would get each other's back since when we were younger, we
couldn't reach their upper backs.  The summer between our junior and senior
years, we had started the process the first morning, Erik's dad had
finished applying Jared's lotion at about the same I was ready for my back.
He took the lotion, put it on both hands and started at my shoulders and
worked his way down.  Instead of stopping at my lower back, he continued on
to my butt.

His hands massaged my cheeks with the lotion.  I could feel his hand
rubbing the lotion into my crack.  I could have sworn his hands massaged my
butt cheeks for longer than necessary.  He then made a comment that he had
a lot lotion left and he would just keep going.  He started to rub my upper
legs one at time.  Involuntarily, I spread my legs further apart.  I could
feel his hands brushing against my balls.  It seemed like he lingered there
longer than he needed.

Just as I could feel my dick start to thicken slightly, he stopped and
smacked me on the ass and said, "Okay, my turn".  I got a good amount of
lotion on my hands and started the process.  He had a strong broad back.
As I worked my way down to his tight butt, I decided to do the same thing
he had done.  When I got to his ass, he stepped his legs apart and actually
leaned forward and put his hands on the table in front of him.  As I
applied the lotion to his ass and upper legs, I could feel his nut sack
swaying back and forth.  He stood calmly as my hands brushed him first from
his left leg and then his right.  He turned around when I was done and
thanked me and I would swear that he was also sporting a bit of a boner.

Since Erik's dad had swapped out, I noticed that my dad was applying lotion
to Erik in the same manner and lingering in the same areas.  Later that
night in our tent, Erik and I would whisper about the lotion incident.  We
ultimately decided that they were just ensuring that we had lotion where we
needed it.