Date: Thu, 12 Jan 2017 19:22:46 -0600 From: Bart Dixon <bartbartbartman60@gmail.com> Subject: Ten Boy Cousins, part 4 Ten Boy Cousins, part 4 *bartbartbartman60@gmail.com* I was going to wait until later to tell about this but I got some encouragement to do it now. My fans just can't wait. For years, even before I really knew what they were talking about, our group of cousins talked about Circle Jerks. I know the talk started when one of the fathers said good night and "no circle jerks" as he checked on us. I didn't have a clue what he was talking about. Most of the others didn't really know either. Yet, over the next several years, we kidding each other about it and even talked about it when the rest of the family was around, including the moms. I smarted off one time and said it was time we had our nightly circle jerk. My mom gasp a little. My dad patted her on the hand and told her that "he doesn't know what he is talking about". My next clue was when I went on a school trip and the talk among the boys was about the same. It was when we were all locked up in the rooms, two per bed and with a rollaway in our room, that I learned a little more. Max, was one of those friends who wasn't afraid to ask, he also never knew too much about what was going on. He was on the weird side back then. Now, he has become some famous surgeon. We even see him on TV whenever the local station needs someone to talk about a medical thing. All of a sudden, it made sense but it was still confusing. I thought back to all the times that I said things in front of my mom, dad, or the girls. I had taken a circle jerk as being what we did when we went to sleep. Sometimes we would pair up, or sleep in groups with our heads together. The nights that we all liked each other, we would all get in a circle on the mats, getting as close as we could. We could whisper and everybody could hear. It was mostly ghost stories or some stupid story that would be told. As we grew older, the stories were centered around sex. Usually, something to do with trying something with girls back home. That is what I thought a circle jerk was. Then, for a few days, the talk around the place was that we were going to have a real life actual no backing out circle jerk. We whispered to each other about it. Shooter and I talked about it as we sat on adjoining toilets. We all agreed as the lights went out the night before. As every one of us had solidly hit puberty, everybody had pubes and all could cum, it was the right time to do it. I know I thought about it all day long and others were even worse. Rob and Roy kept saying something. I thought they said too much at times. I don't know if Grandad understood what was going on but he got a little mad and told us that whatever happened that we had to clean it up. I wasn't the only one who was boned up as we were about to do it. I was as hard as I ever had been. One of those boners that you just have to hold or rub or at least pay attention too. I wasn't the only one. I saw a lot of boners bulging out underwear, and Rob and Roy and a couple others were proudly pulling the front of their underwear down to show their boners. All the adults, girls, and younger boys had gone into the main house. The weather was bad, the whole place was icy and the snow was continuing to fall. There wasn't much chance that one of the younger boys would come out to join us. That had been a problem in the past few days. It looked like it was going to be a secure building. We circled the sleeping bags, turned out the lights, set the emergency flashlight in the middle and we all gathered around. BB and Stormy started to take charge. Several of the others also had to be heard. The biggest rule was that we were going to do this, no backing out now, it was just too late. Then the other rules. We had to strip down completely, no Ts, no socks, and especially no underwear. We had to show off our boners to everyone else. There was some logic thrown into that, something like since we were going to jack off, it only made sense to see what we were stroking. I liked the idea anyway, both showing and getting to see the others. We couldn't hide, we couldn't hump the floor, we had to use hands to jack off. They put a cardboard box top, like one that holds copy paper, and put it in the middle of us. That was the target, he had to shoot in there, or wipe our hands off into that. We also had to keep sitting and stroking after we shot, until everybody shot. I asked if we had to shoot our second load if we finished the first one fast. I got laughed at, but I was serious. We counted down and we all pulled our underwear down and off at that same time. I was hit in the face by a few pair and the scent just hit me strong! The underwear was piled up next to the box top. I laughed a little bit about how I thought the cum would end up on the underwear rather than the box top. Then I looked up. The light of the flashlight was hitting every boner. I had seen every one of these boys naked and many of their boners but I had never seen their boners at the same time. It was glorious. Stormy giggled and said it was boner heaven. Rob and Roy did a little sword fight, Stump and I were flexing our dicks so that they bounced up and down. I was looking and looking. I felt a string of precum, the first time it ever happened to me, hit my leg below my knee. I didn't know about precum and I was a little concerned that I had just cum and hadn't even felt it. Luckily, I was still holding on. We were told to sit down and get close. It took a lot of scooting around to get close. I was touching naked bodies on both sides of me. Stump said that it was actually easier to jack the guy next to you and he touched my boner to show. If he hadn't of let go almost immediately, I would have been shooting cum right away. Somebody grabbed the flashlight and said it we had to show. One by one, the flashlight was focused on each boys' junk. I clapped at seeing the first one, just to be a smartass. But the others applauded too. And we went around showing. I pulled on my balls, they had been caught under me a little, I just was getting comfortable. But when I showed, one boys said that he didn't see Stump's boys, so the flashlight had to go back for a little bit. I actually paid a lot of attention to Shooter's junk. I had seen that several times. Rob and Roy were already jacking. There was a brief discussion if it was time to start. Somebody said, just do it. At first, there were giggles, and outright laughing, and comments about the other's technique or how one boner was bigger, or how a boner might have been too small to jack. Then, nobody spoke. The sound of ten boys jacking off was amazing. The slapping of skin, the pounding, and the breathing. My eyes kept moving around. I saw boys with their eyes closed. Some, I made eye contact with and they smiled. I tried to see as many boners as I could at the same time. I thought that was the coolest thing I had ever seen. And then it was Shooter who started making noise. He was warning us that he was about to shoot! And he did explode. He didn't just ooze out, he shot. He hit the box top and beyond. He also had a rope of cum go sideways and hit Licker on the leg. Licker sort of freaked out, having another boy's cum land on him was too new. But Stormy chastised Licker, saying that it was going to happen and he needed to start stroking again. Rob might have shot right after that but I think he was just leaning over. Then I felt the burn build up. I was always quick but I could last a long time if I tried. I wasn't even thinking about lasting. And I arched my back, I pointed my boner, then closed my eyes and let it fly. I heard the boys react like they were watching fireworks. I milked out the last drop, Scraped the cum on my legs and floor and flicked it into the box top. Shooter made a point of showing me his limp dick. On the other hand, I had barely gotten soft. The more I watched the others, and smelled the aroma building in the room, the harder I got. I watched as every boy shot. Some had nice long ropes that flew through the air. Some just made a big ooze on their hands. Some of their dick heads turned bright red or even purple as they shot. It was amazing to smell the building. We cheered as Slicker finally shot his load. And Stormy declared that we had all done it and we finished. I interrupted him and toward him to hang on. I got on my knees, got right up on the box top. I got really excited to see all the cum that was in the box already. They looked so different. Then I got after it. I was stroking as hard and fast as I could. I felt like I was going to shoot at least 3 times before I felt it build and add another load of cum to the box. I heard someone say wow and that they were impressed. We all collapsed a little. Every one of us still had our hands on our dicks. Then we all leaned up and started to study the loads in the box. Thick white loads, some mixed with white and clear. Some forceful looking ropes. Some just lumped up. The brave ones put their fingers into the cum. One, Shooter, even tasted his finger. Still jumping around, telling the story as it comes to me. Let me know what you think *bartbartbartman60@gmail.com* If you can donate to Nifty, it would be much appreciated by them, and all the readers. I bet they would appreciate any amount that you could send them. They explain how you can contribute at *http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html <http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html> *