Date: Sun, 3 Feb 2013 23:23:03 -0500 (EST)
From: Milford Slabaugh <tommyhawk1@aol.com>
Subject: Sleepover Games

			      SLEEPOVER GAMES
			   By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
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	"Mom!" called Jason when Kevin, Dan and I charged through the
living room yet again. If you're going to chase anyone through our house,
that was the route, living room, dining room, hallway and back again. There
were the stairs leading up at the end of the hallway, but that wasn't any
fun for running, you had the upper hallway with two bedrooms off each side
and that was it. The two bathrooms were midway between the bedrooms on each
side. Mine and Jason's rooms were on the left-hand side, Mom's and Dad's
were on the right (they'd slept apart for as long as I remembered.) "Mom,
they're running again!"
     "No we aren't!" I countered. We kids had a carefully chosen cadence,
more than walking, less than running, the sounds weren't loud enough to
sound like thunder like running makes, but it still made a pretty good game
of chase.
     "Mom!" Jason yelped when Kevin came by, the last of us, and tried to
cut through on his side of the couch where he was sprawled watching
television, he ended up tripping over Jason's feet and generally
discomforting my older brother. He was clad only in a pair of sweat shorts
and a t-shirt, and the sweat shorts slid up his legs when he was knocked
downwards on the couch by Kevin's passage. "Make them stop!" Jason was
seventeen years old, nearly eighteen (he'd turn eighteen next month), and
being faced with three boys intruding into his television time was just not
to be tolerated!
     Mom came in and regarded Jason and us three kids, now all in the
dining room in a semi-row and staring out at her. "Oh, it can't be that
bad." she defended me. "Ted's got his friends over for a sleepover tonight,
let them have some fun, all right?"
     "Sleepover!" Jason snorted, but he let it ride.
     Kevin slapped my shoulder and said, "You're it!" and we three took off
again, this time me chasing them.
     Dan and Kevin were crouched in the hallway the next time around,
looking into the living room. I could see they'd forgotten our game and
didn't try to tag either of them, I walked up to see what they were looking
at.
     Jason was scratching his nuts or something, his hand was inside his
shorts and his hand was moving up and down.
     "Looks like he's beating off." snickered Dan.
     "Yeah!" Kevin added.
     "He's just scratching." I defended my older brother. "Jason doesn't
whack off in the living room!"
     "How would you know?" Dan challenged.
     "He only does it in his bed." I continued.
     "How would you know?"
     "I saw him at it, once." I admitted.
     Dan and Kevin hooted at that and that drew Jason's attention to
us. His hand came out of his shorts and he snorted at us. "You bunch of
pervs! Go spy on someone else!"
     It was getting a bit late. "Come on, guys, let's go to bed. We got to
go to school tomorrow."
     "Your brother had a hard-on!" Dan informed me as we went up the
stairs.
     "He did not!"
     "He was jerking himself."
     "He was not!" This got us inside my room and the door closed, so I was
more ready to speak more plainly.
     "Nah! If he was jerking himself, that bulge in his shorts would'a been
a lot bigger!"
     "Yeah?" Dan suddenly got interested.
     "It's a fact." Kevin agreed. "My brother told me about it. They call
Jason "The Footlong" in the gym, on account of his dick is a foot long."
     "It is not!" Dan argued. "It can't be!"
     "It is!" I assured him. "I've seen it, too. It hangs down on him like
this!" and I motioned at my knees. "That's got to be a foot long, don't
it?"
     We were in my room and getting undressed for bed. It was close to nine
o'clock at night and my bedtime, we had to be up at six a.m. and ready for
the bus at seven fifteen. So bed at nine wasn't too out of line. Not that I
planned to go right to sleep when we got in bed. After all, this was a
sleepover, and when you're having a sleepover, sleep isn't in the plans, or
at least not right away.
     Kevin and I had done our little games at sleepovers for nearly two
years, but Dan was a new one to me. He and Kevin had shared a sleepover
already, so I wasn't worried about whether or not he'd mind playing in bed,
but I hadn't done it with him yet.
     So when Dan got undressed, I was watching him. His body was taller
than my four foot even by nearly four inches, and his body correspondingly
thinner, the same weight distributed over a larger frame. It made his ribs
show on him where mine didn't, and his face was thinner, too, more
elongated than mine, more egg-shaped than round-shaped. I wondered how he'd
sleep as he'd brought no pajamas over to wear, if he'd sleep naked, but he
only shucked down to his briefs, a rather worn-looking white pair, and
wearing those, he climbed into bed.
     I'd been watching him and undressing in time to his, so I was in my
own briefs by that time, a red pair with white seams and I dove in after
him, grabbing the central spot. Kevin had done the same, but I beat him to
the bed and he had to settle for my other side.
     I pulled the covers up from our feet over the three of us and when we
were comfortably covered up by the thick blanket and sheet, it was time for
the real reason for my sleepover.
     I reached for Dan's crotch and found his briefs, loose and soft under
my fingertips. The small dong was in there, wriggling around under my
touch. I had Kevin's hand on my own groin, a familiar presence and he knew
how to slide his fingers in under my waistband to fish out my cock for his
playtime.
     But as Kevin fished me out, Dan grabbed hold of my cock. I felt his
fingers on my dick and I groaned in pleasure, more from anticipation than
manipulation. I got his prick out by pulling it through one of those baggy
brief legs and my other hand was at Kevin's groin, rubbing the top of his
briefs. Frustrated at playing with me, he turned his attentions to getting
his own prick out so I could have a boy's cock in either hand. The
privilege of being the boy in the center! I pumped on them while Dan jerked
on mine (his hand was kind of jerky in his motions, his way of pleasuring
himself), but the joy was unmistakable and we all three reached our
little-boy joys in short order.
     Dan was first, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, oh, yeah, okay, stop now!" he
instructed me. Too young to have climaxes, that was how we handled things,
because after that tingling joy you attained, the feeling would rapidly
turn very uncomfortable.
     Kevin seized the opportunity of Dan's distraction to steal my cock
from Dan's hand, and his familiar rapid-fire strokes were a welcome relief
and I found my joy quickly afterwards. "Oh, oh, yeah, uh, uh, uh, yeah,
okay, stop!"
     That left only Kevin but he was right behind me, I hadn't resume
pumping on him more than ten seconds or so when he went, "ah-ah-ah-ah-HAH,
hah, hah! Okay, that's enough!"
     You know, I don't think the pleasures of sex can be more satisfying
than we three boys were at that moment! Kind of a warm, pleasure without
the slightest hint of guilt or worry that my partners hadn't enjoyed
themselves, or fatigue from some unaccustomed motions that sex had imposed.
     As boys do after jerking each other off, we talked, and the subject of
my brother's cock immediately came up again. "Is your brother's cock really
that long?" Dan wanted to know.
     "It really is." I assured him. "I hope mine gets that long when I get
old enough." My own prick was nothing special in size, a mere two inches
long. But my brother had probably been of a like size when he was my age, I
felt sure, you know you have to wait to find out such things and I was the
same size or bigger than my friends, that's all that really counts at that
age.
     "I'd like to see it." Dan said. "Do you think I could?"
     "Well, maybe." I agreed. "I mean, he doesn't always lock the door when
he takes a bath in the morning, you might could see him then."
     "Will he have a hard-on then?"
     "No." I admitted.
     "When does he do his jerking?"
     "Nightimes, I guess."
     "You think he'll do it tonight?"
     "Maybe."
     "Okay." Dan seemed to drop the subject, we started talking about
school and friends and such.
     Finally, we heard Jason go into his bedroom. "Is he in bed yet?" Dan
asked me.
     "I don't think so." I said. "He'll brush his teeth and such first."
     "Well, tell me when he's done." Dan said. "I want to see him with a
hard-on like you have."
     "It was only that once." I pointed out.
     "I'd like to see him like that, too." Kevin added.
     In the warm night and with warm boy bodies on either side of me, I
considered this request. It didn't seem like so much of a much, letting
them see my big brother's cock. I didn't expect them to get to see much,
Jason would be in bed and probably all covered up, so he'd yell at us to
get out and that would be that. "Okay." I agreed. "But we'll have to wait
until he's fully in bed."
     "Just tell us when." Kevin enthused.
     So we three boys lay in bed and listened to the sounds of my big
brother ready for bed. After we heard the sounds of the bedsprings
squeaking and then they settled down.
     "Okay, he's in bed." I said.
     We boys got out of bed. Dan surprised me, he took his time, moving
slowly, carefully opening the bathroom door first on our side, then softly
moving through the bathroom and then turning the doorknob on Jason's side
very, very quietly and then carefully pushing the door open. All that took
a good five minutes of time. Time enough for my big brother to, uh, get
pretty busy.
     He wasn't under the covers, he was on top of them. He was totally
naked and his cock was upright and hard and being flogged by his hand. I
saw all this in the light from the outside yard light that shone into his
room. After an hour in the darkness of my room, that was more than enough
to see absolutely everything.
     My big brother is a big guy, he works out and is a fullback on the
school's football squad, his body was a shiny silvery form on the bed, his
prod was a gleaming tower and he wasn't even looking in our
direction. Dan's sneaky approach had paid off.
     And then Kevin ruined it. He was last of the three of us and he
couldn't see, I guess because he spoke up. "Let me see!"
     And Jason yawped in surprise and his hands went over his prod and he
was looking our way and totally pissed! "Ted! What are you pervs doing in
here! Can't a guy sleep in peace?"
     "You weren't sleeping." Dan reminded him. "We came in cause we wanted
to see your dick."
     "You wanted...to see my...dick?"
     "Yeah." Kevin put in. "Only I didn't get to. My brother says they call
you "Footlong" because you are. Are you? Really?
     "What business is that of yours?"
     "Just wanting to see. Is it really that big and long?"
     "I don't know." Jason griped. "I haven't measured it or nothing. It's
a good size, yeah."
     "That's what I told them." I put in.
     "It is big." Dan said. "I never saw one that big."
     "I didn't get to see it!" Kevin griped. "Come on, let me see it,
please, huh, please?"
     "Will you three get out of here and let me sleep if I show you?"
     "Sure, sure, sure!" we murmured.
     "So go ahead and look and get out." Jason took his hands away and
there it was.
     Trouble is, it was now limp as a biscuit. It didn't look like much of
anything just then, except maybe an empty sock!
     "That's not a foot long!" Kevin griped.
     "You got to get it hard." Dan added. "Let us see it nice and hard."
     "Hey, you saw it, now get out of here."
     Dan got onto the bed, his briefs waggling loosely on his body as he
did. And grabbed hold of my brother's cock. "I'll get it hard for you."
     "Uh!" Jason rose up on his elbows but didn't try to stop Dan. Dan was
whomping on Jason's pud like crazy and I was flabbergasted. Kevin wasn't,
he was zeroing in on that huge prick which was flopping about in Dan's hand
but firming up.
     Trouble is, like I said before, Dan's strokes are kind of jerky. I
guess he wasn't doing it to suit Jason because Jason was still kind of soft
after a while.
     Kevin had been with Dan before, so I guess he knew what Jason's
problem was. "Here, let me do it." he said to Dan, getting up on the bed on
Jason's other side.
     I knew Kevin had a really pleasing stroke so I wasn't expecting what
Kevin did next. He dove right down onto Jason's prod and he sucked my big
brother's cock into his mouth and started bobbing his head up and down!
     "What are you doing?" I got out, just before my brother.
     "What.... Yeah, what?" was what Jason actually said.
     "Getting it nice and hard." Kevin said and resumed sucking.
     "Ah, ah, AH, SHIT!" Jason groaned. "You little bastards are fucking
sick!"
     Dan was watching this wide-eyed. "What's it like?" he asked Kevin.
     "Ah, ah, fuck!" Jason sighed.
     "It's got a salty flavor to it." Kevin licked his lips. "Tastes good,
though."
     "Let me try that."
     Dan put his mouth on my brother's cock and my brother groaned
again. "Aw, fuck, you guys!" he got out. "My little brother's buddies are
all cocksuckers? Shit!"
     Kevin leaned in and began to lick at the side of my brother's cock,
the area that Dan couldn't get his mouth down to. My brother does have a
long and thick cock, Dan wasn't getting more than a bit of the shaft beyond
the head , plenty of room left to work on.
     I got in closer, to see this huge pud that was my brother's
dong. Gosh, would I have one this big one day? How do you even jerk on such
a huge cock as this?
     "You want some of this, Ted?" Kevin invited. "Come on in, there's
enough here for all three of us."
     "Ah, fuck, yeah, fuck, yeah!" Jason whinnied. "Get in there, little
brother, get a taste of my cock along with your buddies."
     With that encouragement, I joined my friends on the bed and slid my
face in. Kevin slid down to lick my brother's balls, so that left the main
part of the shaft for me. I licked it, and Kevin was right, it had a
strange, salty taste to it, also a full, heavy flavor that I couldn't
identify, but like Kevin said, it was good. Really good!
     Dan was slurping away, but he began to slow down. Jason's hand came
down and tried to help him but I saw that Dan was getting tired. So I slid
up and pushed Dan's head aside and put my own lips onto that succulent
cockhead.
     Jason moaned like crazy when my lips went onto him. "Oh, yeah, suck my
dick, little brother, show them how to do it, show them you know how to
suck cock!"
     I did my best, sliding my lips up and down on the glans and my brother
moaned, "Oh, God, I'm coming, I'm coming, oh, GAH, HAH, AH, AH,
HA-GUNNNNHHHHH!"
     And with that last syllable, the hottest flood of salty stuff flowed
into my mouth I'd ever had. It was like holding a bottle of shaken-up soda
to your lips and letting the burst of carbonated fluid gush into your
mouth, but this wasn't fizzy, this was salty and hot and the best tasting
stuff I'd ever had. I choked on it at first, but then I started gulping it
down, while Jason moaned and squirmed above me, while Dan and Kevin licked
at the shaft beneath my sucking face.
     "Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God!" Jason murmured as he finished,
panting. "You fucking brats, you sucked me off, you fucking sucked me off!
I don't believe it, I just don't believe it!"
     "I wanted to get some of that stuff they shoot out." Kevin told me
accusingly. "And you went and drunk it all down!"
     "There wasn't that much." I argued. "And I wasn't even expecting it."
     "My big brother told me about it." Kevin went on. "I wanted to see
what it tasted like."
     "Oh." I said. "Well, maybe Jason can do it again for you."
     "Oh, fuck no!" Jason moaned. "You little freaks get out of here and I
mean now!"
     "But I want to suck you off like Ted did!" Kevin protested.
     "Get out of here, now!" Jason ordered.
     We did as he said and got back into bed, and I went to sleep. It was
the end of the excitement as far as I was concerned.
     The next morning, while getting ready, Kevin admitted that he'd
slipped back into Jason's room toward morning and managed to suck my
brother's cock all by himself. Dan complained that he should have thought
of that. Me, I kept quiet. My big brother wasn't going anywhere and after
this, he'd be all mine.
     But toward the end of the day, Kevin and Dan came over. "We had a
great sleepover at your house, Ted." Kevin said.
     "Yeah, it was fun." I agreed.
     "We should do it again." Dan added.
     "Maybe we will, someday." I said cautiously.
     "Why not tonight." Kevin suggested.
     "I don't think Mom would like it if I had you two back again
tonight. Besides, it's Friday, you'd have to stay all weekend."
     "Yeah." Kevin agreed, then brightened. "But we can all go to my
place!"
     "Your place?"
     "Sure." Kevin put in. "My brother's cock is nearly as big as your
brother's. We can slip into his room and try him out."
     "I got two brothers." Dan added. "I've never tried anything with them,
but I think they'd like it as much as your brother did. I know I would if I
was them."
     "Yeah." I said, getting excited. "Sounds really good!"
     "I'll call my Mom and ask permission." Kevin went on. "We'll see if
she'll go for having a weekend-long sleepover at my house. You call your
moms, too, and see if they'll let you."
     "Great!" I was going to have a lot more sleepovers, it sounded like!

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