Date: Sat, 31 Dec 2016 17:45:54 -0600 From: Bart Dixon <bartbartbartman60@gmail.com> Subject: Ten Boy Cousins, part 2 Ten Boy Cousins, part 2 *bartbartbartman60@gmail.com* One of the first encounters that I remember while staying in the studio during the holidays was with Rob and Roy and my little brother, Shooter. We had been stacking the gym mats up and building forts that provided hiding spots within the studio. If we did it right, we could flip the top layer over and allow just enough light in but block out most activity going on outside the fort. The mats didn't smell that great. I thought girls weren't supposed to smell bad when they sweated. Then there was the scent from the boys inside the fort. And it intensified when the boys were down to just underwear, as we were that time. I don't remember why we got down to underwear to start with but our clothes were left outside. We started with a lot of giggling. Shooter had his foot where he could press it against my balls. He wasn't doing it hard enough to hurt but he had a devilish look on his face. I popped him in the balls, just barely hit them but he acted like it was a devastating blow. A little more of that kind of play went on for a while until we got a little more serious. Rob asked me and Shooter if we had seen each other's boners. We had, it was hard not to when you share a bathroom and tended to wake up at the last minute to get to school. I had been waking up with a boner every morning. It started even before I started getting pubes. I had a small little bush above my dick, not all that thick but it was nice and dark. I even had hair on my balls. Not many but you could pull on them and pick up my sack. Shooter had noticed them and one morning went to pull on them as we were peeing. It was worse, I had just gotten soft enough to let the pee start and then he grabs at me. Shooter had little wispy hairs there. He showed me a few nights before we went to Grandad's. I had to get up close to see them. I was surprised at how musky he smelled. He was never a clean smelling boy but he very much smelled like dicks and balls. And I was being nice to him and complimenting him on getting mature and getting great looking junk. Then he just couldn't stand the compliment and he bashed him junk in my face. Yea, it really wasn't all that bad, but I had to act like it was very offensive. I grabbed him and we wrestled for a little bit. He had his underwear down around his ankles and he was laughing so hard. Shooter and I answered Rob's question. I was kinda proud by the way Shooter was telling us that mine was so massive and hard. It really wasn't but compared to his, it might have been. Rob and Roy asked if they could see it. And they asked if I could try to get it hard. Well, I was already hard. I had tucked my dick between my legs to keep my boner from showing, and it was a little more than uncomfortable. They were telling me that it would be alright if I couldn't get hard but they really wanted to see it. I really didn't argue and I got up on my knees and when I pulled my underwear down, my boner sprang out like a rattlesnake. It got them all giggling! Roy wanted to see more and he pulled my underwear down to my knees. His hand brushed my junk and made me shiver. I moved my hips to get my boner to bang back and forth. I swung my balls. And they were all entertained. Rob and Roy quickly convinced Shooter to show his. He had been holding it since mine was exposed. He always held onto his junk, like when he was about to blow out the candles on his birthday cake or about to see the real life actual Mickey Mouse. And out popped his little boner. It was probably half the size of mine. About two and a half inches. His pointed up more than mine. It really made it easy to see his balls. They were growing, bigger than they had been just a couple of months ago. Nobody asked but Shooter was quick at showing where his circumcision scar was. He had just learned that was a thing. Shooter showed off and Rob and Roy asked about if he was getting any pubes. They had to work hard to see them in the light in the fort. Then Shooter pats Roy on his junk and says it is their time to show. They stand up, look at each other, giggle and then pulled down their underwear, stepping out of them completely. They were both limp, how after enjoying seeing us, I just don't know. It only took a few shakes and both were hard. For the first time, there was something noticeably different between the twins. I could always tell between them but it was more how they did things or moved. Now their dicks were very different. I had seen them naked several times in the past and I never noticed anything different about their limp dicks. Rob's dick was as straight as could be. It pointed out straight from his body. Thin with a very nice looking head. It looked like a real cherry on top. It was as long as Shooters but you could tell that he hadn't hit puberty at all. His balls were tucked up underneath and had no swing at all. When he swung his hips, his dick didn't even move. Then there was Roy's dick. It was about the same size. It also curved hard to the left. I had never noticed it when he was limp. And I had looked. Shooter just had to comment on it. I did say `wow'. And they showed off. They even did a little sword fighting, and I caught myself holding on to my own junk as I watched. They were feeling each other and playing around. I was mesmerized by it all. Then all of a sudden, Shooter tells them to feel my balls. He took Roy's hand and put it on my balls. I almost fell backwards as he touched me. Then Rob's hand joined in. It felt wonderful to get felt up like that. I first felt a tingling in my junk and then a building burning sensation. I hadn't realized how much I liked getting my junk played with. I had to reach out had hold on to them to keep from falling. Their skinny butts made a pretty good place to grab. Rob moved my hand to his junk. I grabbed his dick. I was so amazed at how hard it was. If felt like soft velvety skin stretched over a metal rod. I watched his face and I could tell that I was doing him right as his eyes rolled back. I felt his little balls. They were just tucked in his tight sack. I also pushed a finger back, really just wanted to feel all of his sack but I got too close to his hole and it made him clench! I barely got my finger back. Rob then put my hand on Roy's junk. His curved dick was so different feeling. Still just as hard and the skin as smooth and soft. It felt strange as I wrapped my fingers around it. I went back and forth a few times to feel the difference. My hand was competing with Shooter's. I my hands were going back and forth, comparing the twins' dicks. Then I felt their balls. I was shocked to feel that Roy only had one ball. I was so surprised that I asked him about it and he told me he had two. He helped me find the other one, it was just very tight against his body, on the left side, the side that his dick curved to. It was there but really not in his sack. (In the years that followed, the twins made a joke about it, saying that Rob had three balls. He had stolen Roy's while still inside their mother.) It wasn't that I had been ignoring their hands on my junk but all of a sudden, I became very aware of the three of them had their hands on my junk. Stroking or squeezing or just rubbing. I had a feeling that I was about to pee all over them and I wasn't going to be able to stop. I told them to stop. I told them that I was going to pee. They laughed and Rob said that I wasn't going to pee. I was pushing their hands away. I knew it was going to get messy quickly. I couldn't keep their hands away and I finally just dove for the floor. I pressed my boner hard against the mats. Hands were them trying to poke into my butt crack. I was clenching my butt cheeks hard. I was begging them to quit. All three were laughing and attacking. I could feel a little bit of wet where my dick was rubbing on the mat. As if they were sent to save me, there were voices coming from within the studio but outside of the fort. The voices said that everybody was ready to go to dinner. The twins did let up and I was able to stand again. Shooter kept playing but I backhanded him in the balls and he knew it was time to quit. I looked down at the mat and I could see a spot of wetness on the mat. It was the closest I had ever come to cuming but I had no idea what was happening. I did complain to them that I really was ready to pee. Rob and Roy whispered that it wasn't pee and that they would show me later when we got back from Golden Corral. All through dinner, my junk felt like it was churning. I could still feel their hands on my junk. It felt like there was a lump in behind my balls. Peeing really didn't help relieve the feeling. I kept thinking about how good it was to play like that. And I kept looking at Rob and Roy and thinking how nice they looked naked and boned up. As I sat there, Roy walked by and brushed his hand under my nose. I immediately smelled my own scent. We should have all washed our hands. I sniffed my own hands and the other boys' scents were clearly there. After we got back from dinner, most everybody stayed in the yard, throwing the football around, smoking, drinking beer, or just sitting on the porch and drinking coffee. Rob and Roy came and got me and pulled on my jacket to get me inside the studio. We went right to the fort, it needed a little straightening and made it higher on one side. Then we jumped in. They told me that if I took off my pants they would so me what they were doing, or trying to do. They told me not to be afraid and that it would feel really good. I know I had gone limp at dinner sometime but when my pants came off, my boner was poking out my underwear so clearly. They both pulled down my underwear and made me step out of them. They both admired my boner again. And played with my junk. Roy got a little impatient and told Rob to start doing it. Rob grabbed my boner tight, and started stroking it. And it did feel so good. I had stroked a little and I liked it. Rob kept going and going. I started getting that feeling again. I told him I was going to pee. They both told me not think pee! But to try to hold it. I heard some other voices in the studio but I couldn't do anything to stop what was going on. Rob and Roy were quiet, I was doing a little huffing and puffing. And I was squirming. Then Rob told Roy to grab my underwear and catch it. Then I couldn't help it at all. My vision went black. My knees got weak. I had to lean against the mat wall. And then I felt the contractions. I bit my lip as I felt something explode out my dick. They giggled and cheered me on. I felt so out of control. I don't know how many times I shot but it seemed to go on forever. I had to grab Rob's hand to pull it off my dick. I couldn't stand being touched right then, my dick was more sensitive than it ever had been. I leaned against the wall, holding each twin in each hand. I was amazed at what just happened. And I felt so naked! They tried to tell me what had just happened but I didn't understand cum, spunk, sperm, etc. Then they showed me the load that Roy had captured in my underwear. It was the weirdest whitest thing I had ever seen. I held my underwear and squished it around. The smell of it was stronger than anything else at the time. It didn't take long for us to climb out and I went to pee. It felt strange when I zipped up with no underwear and my dick was still sensitive. We didn't say much for the rest of the evening until we went to bed. Shooter joined us on the edge of the mats. Rob and Roy gave us both an education. It surprised me that Shooter knew more than I did. I also know now just how wrong Rob and Roy were about many things. They were right that I could do that all by myself. I proved that the next several nights. And then just about wore out my dick when we got home. That was my first memory of sexual things that happened there. I hope people enjoyed it. I will continue to write more stories. I have a few more Naked Things, and a lot more events when it was smaller groups or one on one. Let me know what you think *bartbartbartman60@gmail.com* It will really help if you donate to Nifty so that they can keep posting these stories. I love reading so many of them.