Date: Sun, 23 Apr 2017 22:09:16 -0500
From: J L <spartaguy23@gmail.com>
Subject: Getting What I Want - Chapter 2

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Getting What I Want - Chapter 2

Cormac

So, that was our introduction to the joys of jerking off.  That would be
the first of a lot of things Griffin would introduce us to that summer, but
this was the start of my brothers' and my sexual journey.  Just as nudity
seemed to be totally natural to us, playing with each other's cocks seemed
to be just an extension of any other natural play we engaged in.

We would wrestle or be playing in the pool and it would end up in some form
of mutual masturbation.  After introducing us to the joys of jerking off,
Griffin didn't usually stroke our cocks. But he would take off his clothes
when he got to the house in the morning.  Maybe about once a week, if my
brothers and I were all engaged in a particularly energetic jack off fun,
he would take his hard cock in his own hand and stroke his cock until he
shot what I thought was a huge amount of cum.

My dad takes us to his health club and I love going there!  There are
always guys that are showing their cocks.  Some of the guys are really buff
and their cocks look even bigger than my dad's.  It's funny, I think they
do things with us kids around that they would never do with adults.  There
are lots of times when a guy is drying himself off and he sort of plays
with his cock and it gets sort of hard.  At first they don't even realize
I'm standing there in the row and can see them.  But then about half the
time, instead of getting embarrassed that I caught them playing with their
cock, they sort of smile at me and keep playing with it more to get
themselves hard.  It's like they want me to see how big their cocks are.

About six months ago, one guy was drying himself off, and like I said, when
he was drying his cock and balls off and he got about halfway hard and then
he was drying his back, with his cock sticking kind of straight out.  He
looked down the row and saw me taking off my swimsuit.  I was totally
looking at his cock.  The guy was younger than my dad and had great
muscles.  His cock wasn't totally hard and was already a lot bigger than
Griffin's.  He smiled at me, kept drying his back and kind of wiggled his
body so his cock was moving around.

He could tell I was interested in looking.  It was just us in the row cuz
my brothers had already gone to the showers and my dad was still swimming
some laps.  We were sort at the back of the locker room.  He took a couple
of steps toward me and was stroking his dick so it was really hard.  I sat
down on the edge of one of the benches and he came and stood right in from
of me.  His back was to anyone walking past, so they couldn't see his hard
cock.  My cock was really hard too, but it wasn't anywhere near as big as
his.

"You like my big hard cock boy?" the guy whispered.  I just looked up him
and nodded.  "Play with it if you want to," he whispered again.  I didn't
have to be told twice.  I love cocks and his was the biggest one I'd ever
seen hard.  I reached up and started to stroke his cock with one hand and
my own cock with the other.

"Your cock is nice size for a kid your age," he whispered again as I began
stroking his cock faster.  He was holding his towel across his back like he
was drying himself, but it was only to hide what we were doing.  "This is
fucking wild.  I've done things in the steam room and showers, but never in
the open like this," he said softly, "especially not with a hot boy."

His cock was leaking a lot of pre-cum and I could tell by his breath that
he was getting close to cumming.  I was getting close too.  His cock was
amazing.  It had to be over 8" long and it was kind of thick, but not too
thick.  I started wondering if he wanted me to suck it.  I looked up at him
and he as just looking down smiling me.  "That's it kid.  It feels really
good.  You must play with other cocks, cuz you know what you are doing,
ohhhh, keep going.  I'm close."

I decided to go for it and opened my mouth, leaned forward, and started
sucking his big cock.  I couldn't take very much of it cuz it was so big,
so I just used my tongue all over the head of it and when I sucked on it, I
just went up and down on the head of his cock.  He was cut, so there wasn't
his skin in the way.  "Holy fuck kid," the guy said kind of loud. "Jesus!
Here it cums!"  It was like his dick exploded in my mouth.  All of the
sudden, I had more cum than I ever had with Griffin or my brothers.  But I
swallowed a couple of times and while he was still pumping his dick into my
mouth, I started shooting too.  I couldn't really see where it went, but it
felt like I came a ton.

"Holy shit kid, you shot your cum two feet in the air," he said, pulling
his shrinking dick out of my mouth.  It's like once he shot his load, he
all of the sudden started thinking about how out in the open it was and he
was looking around.

"Haven't you even gone to the shower yet?" asked Duncan as he came into the
row, just as the guy was stepping away from me. Malcolm was behind him.  Of
course, they were both holding their towels, so their cocks were on
display.  The guy looked a little scared.

"They're my brothers," I said looking at him.

"Why are you holding your cock?  Dude, why is there cum on your hand?"
asked Duncan.

"Sssshhhhhh," I said quickly.  I thought the guy was going to shit.  "It's
okay, my brothers and I suck cock all the time."

"Did you just suck his cock?" asked Malcolm, always the king of saying the
obvious.

"I'll tell you guys later!  Not now!" and I got up and started to head to
the shower.  The guy was going with me to shower again.  I didn't realize
until then that I came all over his legs.

"You and your brothers suck each other's cocks?" he said under his breath.

"Yea, other than them and my babysitter, yours is only one I've sucked
though.  And it was definitely the biggest," I said.

"Sounds like quite the family," he said laughing.

He wasn't there when I got done with my shower, so I just got dressed and
we waited for my dad.  When we got home and I was able to tell them what
happened, my brothers were really jealous.


Alistair About 6 months after Griffin started babysitting for me during the
summer, I slowly started to become aware of a change in my boys.  As I
mentioned, we had always been comfortable being naked around each other,
but things seemed different.  Where before, when their little cocks would
get hard, they essentially ignored the state they were in and went about
their business, but now it seemed they were a lot more aware of their
erections.  Now, they would stroke and play with it, making it all the more
hard.  I guess this wasn't really a surprise.  Cormac was 12, soon to be 13
and he had the beginnings of a decent bush of pubic hair.  His cock had
obviously started to grow.  I was pretty sure he could cum.

Duncan had just a few stray dark hairs around his growing dick.  Malcolm
obviously hadn't started puberty, but he was a keen observer of his
brothers.  Anything they would do, he would do.  If they stroked their hard
cocks, he would do the same, even if it didn't have quite the same result
as his brothers.

I was fascinated by process of maturing that my boys were going through.  I
wasn't sure what to do or say to them about it.  Nudity was one thing.  I
wasn't sure about introducing them or even talking to them about
masturbation or sex in general.  I think it was my own relatively stunted
experience with sex that kept me from saying anything.  If we started
talking about things, I could give them the clinical descriptions of
things, but I had no idea what these things felt like.  The three times I
had orgasms that involved someone else, I felt the most incredible
sensations.  I had desperately wanted to do more, but never had the chance.
I was embarrassed to admit to my boys that I had an extreme lack of
knowledge on the topic of sex and intimacy.  So, I just decided to let them
explore on their own, but I would watch them.  And I loved watching them.

As I said, over time, I noticed the change.  When they would go from
absentmindedly playing with their cock to stroking it in earnest, after a
bit, one, both, or all three of them would leave the room for a time.  When
they came back, their cocks were no longer hard.  A number of times, it
appeared there was a drop of liquid on the end of Cormac and Duncan's
cocks.  I was pretty sure they were jacking off.  And perhaps jacking off
together.

Surprising myself, one night as I lay in bed thinking about my boys jacking
off, my own cock got extremely hard.  This was odd, because usually it took
a lot of stroking to get my dick hard.  I couldn't remember the last time
it got hard on its own.  But, thinking about my boys stroking their little
cocks and possibly shooting their cum, made me rock hard.  I stroked myself
as I imagined the boys pleasuring themselves.  In my mind, I imagined them
with no inhibitions, stroking each other.  When, in my vision, my oldest
son's cum shot out in arc, my own cum blasted from my cock with a force I
hadn't felt in years.  Again and again my dick shot blast after blast of
cum.  It landed on my face, my chin, my chest and again and again on my
stomach.  The orgasm exhausted me.  This is what I had been missing my
whole life.  And it was a vision of my own boys stroking each other's cocks
that sent me to this state.  I had just cum harder than I could ever
remember cumming and it was because I was thinking about my boys having an
orgasm.  It actually frightened me.  But the next night, I couldn't resist
doing it again and again and again.

I began to pay closer attention to the boys and watched their behavior.  I
became convinced they were doing things together.  They tried to be sneaky
about it, but what kids think is being sneaky is painfully obvious to an
adult paying attention to them.

Cormac My dad has always been really cool.  Maybe because our mom was so
weird and didn't really seem to want to have much to do with us, but dad
was always involved in what we were doing.  If he wasn't travelling for
work, he was at our swim meets and our orchestra recitals.  Mom was the one
who made us practice (we all played the viola), but it was dad who loved
hearing us play.  It's kind of odd, but dad talked a lot about us being
Scottish.  Even though we didn't look Scottish, all three of us boys
thought of ourselves as being Scottish and were proud of our heritage.
When I was 10, I asked dad if I could learn the bagpipes.  Of course he
said yes.  Which all also meant my brothers learned to play as well.  Mom
didn't make us practice the pipes like she did the viola, but it didn't
matter because we all loved playing them, so we practiced them more than
the viola.

One of the coolest things about being Scottish is that you get to wear a
kilt and when you wear a kilt, dad told us your dick and balls always have
to swing fee.  No underwear!!  We thought that was really cool.

He would always help us with our homework and was just really cool to talk
with about anything in the world.  That's why it was kind of weird when we
started playing with each other's cocks that my brothers and I agreed this
was the one thing we were not going to talk to dad about.  Even though dad
didn't care if our cocks were hard, we decided that if he wanted to talk
about jacking off and whether we could shoot sperm, he would bring it up.

So, when we would watch TV or swim naked and our cocks would get hard, we
would sneak off to one of our rooms and either jack off by ourselves or
with each other.  Dad never seemed to notice.

Alistair We live in southern California, so there is a fairly long outdoor
swim season.  At the same time I noticed the boys going off to their rooms
when their cocks got hard, I also noticed a bit of change in the way we
played while we were in the pool.

I had always rough housed with the boys in the water.  I'd throw them up in
the air, they would try to dunk me, etc.  During those play times, hands
would often end up on cocks, cocks would end up against each other.  The
boys never seemed to notice or care.  Very rarely, I would start to get
hard, but generally, the physical exertion kept my cock under control.

When I started to notice the change in their other behavior, it seemed the
boys were more guarded about where their hands went.  If a stray hand got
to my cock, it was quickly moved.  If one of their hard boy cocks was
pressed against me, it quickly came away from my body.

Cormac Once my brothers and I started our sexual exploration, we talked
about what we would be doing in regards to our dad.  Griffin told us he was
sure that our dad was jacking off and doing the other things we had learned
about.  But we weren't so sure.  I mean, dad would talk to us about
anything.  If he was doing this stuff, why wouldn't he talk about it with
us?  We decided that even though our dad was really sexy and had a huge
cock, we wouldn't do anything sexual with him and we wouldn't bring things
up to him, unless he brought it up first.

It would get kind of weird in the swimming pool.  We were naked and
climbing all over each and our dad.  I mean, who wouldn't get hard?  But
when we boys talked about it, we decided that we didn't want to make dad
uncomfortable, so when our cocks got hard (cuz they always did), we would
try really hard not to press them against dad and usually we would go off
someplace to take care of things.

I already told you that I like sucking cocks.  I'll tell about how that all
started.  About a month after he taught us about masturbation, Griffin
introduced us to the next step in our sexual education.

"I was trying not to get involved with you boys, but my brother and dad are
out town for 2 weeks and I can't stand it anymore," said Griffin after we
had all been in the pool.  We were all hard and my brothers and I had just
started to jack each other off on the deck of the pool.

"Just jacking off for 2 weeks isn't going to cut it," said Griffin.  "I'm
surprised you guys haven't already figured this out, but it's time to learn
to suck cock."

"You mean put our dicks in each other's mouth?" asked Malcolm, my youngest
brother.  He was just young enough to always be somewhat incredulous of the
things my other brother and I would be willing to do.  But no matter how
hesitant Malcolm might be, if Duncan and I were going to do it, there is no
way he wasn't going to follow suit.  He never wanted either of us older
boys to call him a baby or chicken.

"Well, you guys can decide if you want to put your dicks into each other's
mouth on your own, but right now I want to put my hard cock into one of
your mouths," said Griffin as he as stroked his big hard cock.  Even though
I was almost as incredulous as Malcolm that you put something you pee out
of in someone's mouth, I didn't even hesitate.  If it had something to do
with this wondrous thing between my legs, I was game.

"Put it in mine!" I said, more enthusiastically than I think I probably
was.

"Mine too!" echoed Duncan.

"Mine too!" said Malcolm, again proving what I thought.

"Well, I only have one cock," said Griffin chuckling and stroking his cock.
"Okay, all three of you, get on your knees next to each other and open your
mouths.  We complied immediately, our boy cocks still standing straight up.

"Now, use your lips to make sure your teeth don't get on my dick," said
Griffin.  "use your tongues a little bit if you can."  He approached me
first and I opened my mouth, it struck me that it was similar to how we
knelt at communion waiting for the priest to put the host on our tongue.
My mouth was soon filled with Griffin's 6" cock.  As cocks go, his wasn't
huge by any stretch, but it was a lot more than anything I had in my mouth
up the that point.

He immediately started to slowly pump his cock in and out of my mouth.  At
first, I almost choked, but after a bit, we got into a rhythm and he began
to moan.  The feel of his cock going in and out of my mouth, made my own
cock as hard as it's ever been.  I reached out and began to stroke Duncan's
dick.  Thankfully, he returned the favor and was stroking mine as well.  I
started trying different levels of sucking on the cock in the mouth, trying
to suck on just the head and then trying to take the whole thing into my
mouth.  Since I had no idea what really felt good, I just tried different
things.

"Hey, it's my turn!" said Duncan.  And just like that, the cock was gone
from my mouth and moved to my brother.  While I missed being able to suck
on it, watching the teenage boy's cock disappear into my brother's mouth
was really hot.

When Griffin kept going and sticking his dick all the way into his mouth,
Duncan's eyes got really big as the dick seemed to keep going.  He did
choke a bit, but figured out how to do it pretty quick.  With my free hand,
I reached up and cupped Griffin's low hanging balls.  I knew from my
brothers doing it to me how good that felt by itself.  I bet with someone
sucking your cock, it must feel really good.  Duncan's eyes were closed and
he seemed to be a sexual zone, sucking a 17 year old cock, stroking my cock
with one of his hands and getting stroked by me.  I wondered if his other
hand was on Malcolm's little dick.  But then the spell was broken and
Griffin moved down to sample the youngest brother.  I could tell Malcolm
still wasn't totally sold on this, but since Duncan and I had already done
it, there was no way that he wouldn't take that cock into his mouth.

Since Malcolm was a little smaller, Griffin did take a bit more time
sliding his dick into my youngest brother's mouth.  But once it was obvious
he could take more of it, Griffin fed it all to him.  Malcolm seemed to be
able to take the hard cock easier than Duncan.  Maybe my baby brother was a
born cocksucker.  I sure hoped so.  Malcolm was sucking Griffin for a maybe
a minute when Griffin all of the sudden started moaning and talking.

"Oh my god......Malcolm, that's incredible......oh my
god.........Oh...Ohhhhhhhh, don't stop......gotta cum in you.....don't
stop," moaned Griffin.  He grabbed my brother's head so he couldn't pull
off and rammed his cock into his mouth again and again, moaning the whole
time.  Griffin finally stopped pumping his hips and pulled his cock from
Malcolm's mouth.

"Holy shit dude, are you sure you haven't sucked cock before?" asked a
panting Griffin.  "That was one of the best blow jobs I've ever had."

Malcolm's chest swelled with pride.  Here was something that he was better
at than either of his older brothers.  Of course, that would ultimately
work to Duncan's and my advantage since it would be our cocks he would be
sucking.

"Nope!  I swear, I've never done it.  I didn't even know guys did that,"
said Malcolm.  "Am I really that good it?"

"You just seemed to know how to use your tongue and just how to suck,"
marveled Griffin.  "If that was your first time, I can't wait until you
have a bit of practice."

"Well, you can practice on me," I said, asserting my alpha status and
waving my dick at my brother.  I got up from my knees and walked over to
Malcolm.  I pointed my cock at his mouth and stepped up to slide it in.

"Wow! Ohhhhhhh," was all I could get out.  His hot wet mouth had engulfed
my cock.  He was doing things I had never thought about when Griffin's cock
was in my mouth.  He slid up and down the length, sucked hard on the head
of my dick, then he would run his tongue around the underside of my cock
head.  All the while he had my ball sack in his hand and was massaging my
sperm makers.

My hips started pumping by themselves.  I had my hands on Malcolm's head
and was controlling the pace.  It didn't matter to him though.  He could
take whatever I had to give him and still make me feel incredible.

It wasn't long before I felt it starting.  "Ohhhh, I'm about to cum, I'm
gonna do it," I warned.  Malcolm just increased the activity he was
exerting on my dick.  He was sucking the head and then he would take my
whole cock in his mouth for a couple of strokes and then back to just the
head again.  Finally, I couldn't hold it anymore.  The cum shot from cock
again and again.  Malcolm didn't spill a drop of it.  Finally, my dick hit
that point where I couldn't take any more.  "Stop...stop.....oh my
god.....stop."

Duncan stepped up and put his cock in Malcolm's mouth.  I sat down next to
Griffin and watched.  "That kid is a born cocksucker," said Griffin,
somewhat amazed.  "I haven't had a ton of people suck my cock, but I've had
enough to know he is amazing."  It wasn't long before Duncan was moaning
about cumming as well.

"Who is gonna suck my cock?" asked Malcolm when Duncan removed his wet cock
from our youngest brother's mouth.

"I'll take care of you buddy," said Griffin.  "You deserve it after the job
you did on the three of us."