Date: Thu, 03 Dec 2009 17:28:04 -0700
From: Emorey Ardale <desert_rat@hushmail.com>
Subject: Almost an Average Day

Disclaimer: This story involves sex between a group of boys. If you find
that offensive or if stories of that kind are illegal where you live (I
feel really bad for you if that's the case) the read no further.

Author's note: I did proof read this a couple of times. I really suck at it
so I'll apologize in advance for missing words, improper spelling or poor
grammar!

Comments are welcome even if they're about my poor proof reading, please
send emails to desert_rat@hushmail.com


			   Almost an Average Day


Sometimes the most amazing, even unbelievable, events happen on a day that
starts out looking like it's going be like any other day.  That's
especially true when your thirteen and on spring break. My spring break in
the seventh grade had started out pretty bad. It rained for the first five
days keeping me house bound and bored off my ass. I remember it clearly
because where I live it won't rain for five days over a span 5 months let
alone for five days straight. I remember watching the news and seeing road
closures due to floods and dumb ass people being pulled out of normally dry
washes. What I remember most is being bored, bored, bored.

On the sixth day the rain stopped. I was on my bike and out of the house as
soon I finished breakfast feeling like a prisoner who been paroled. I
didn't have place to go but just being outside was something special. After
cruising through the neighborhood and not running into any of my friends I
ended up at the school. My middle school was huge with several baseball
fields, a track with a football field in the center and lots of little
nooks and crannies that were always more fun to explore when there was no
one else there. There was a grassy area on one corner of the school that
was sunken to allow for irrigation. That's where I ran into Bret, Cameron
and Scott.

I'm amazed looking back that as much as we wanted to get away from school
on weekends and holidays it was always the place you could go if wanted to
meet some of your friends. It's kind of like a school kid's natural
migration if you don't have plans already thing. The three of them were
taking turns riding as fast as they could down a long sidewalk and then
jumping their bikes into the grassy area, which had become a pond by
previous days' deluge.

"Hey Alex!", Cameron greeted me as I rode up.

He was just getting ready to make another run and was thoroughly soaked.
Bret and Scott were pulling their bikes out of the water and were just as
wet.

"What's up Cam?", I asked in return.

"The sky!", Cameron replied laughing at his own old joke.

"No shit! Looks like you guys found some fun.", I said.

"Yeah, you wanna jump with me?" Cam said right before he started pedaling.

I didn't even answer his question and took off after him. The sidewalk was
wide, allowing for students to move between buildings to get to class, so
two bikes could easily be ridden side by side. I hit the end of the
sidewalk at top speed on my bmx bike and lifted up the front wheel getting
as much air as I could and then splashed right into the water. The water
slowed us down in an instant.

"That was fucking awesome!", I yelled.

Cameron was laughing, "Oh yeah! Been doing this all morning."

We pulled our bikes out of the water and went back to see Bret and Scott.
The four of us took turns jumping into the water and then had a contest to
see who could jump the furthest. That was the most fun because everyone
pushed it hard and there were some spectacular wipeouts but the landings
were soft, so even the crashes were fun.

"Shit I'm freezing." Bret said through blue lips.

We had been standing around reliving Cameron's victory in the distance
competition as well as the best crashes. It was cold and being soaked made
it even colder.

"I'm freezing too." Scott agreed.

"You guys wanna go hang out some where? My mom's home so I don't really
wanna go home." Cameron suggested.

"My brother and his friends are at my house, that's why I left." Bret
said. Bret's older brother picked on Bret and his friends mercilessly.

"My mom's still at work. We could go to my place", I said.

"That would be cool maybe we could grab something to eat to." Cameron said
smiling at me.

We rode to my house, finished off a loaf of bread, a whole package of
bologna and a new bag of Ruffles before we did anything else. All the
riding and the cold weather had made us ravenous. Our appetites eased the
next problem was that even indoors we were freezing. A little information
on my childhood, I was an only child with a single mom and one hundred
percent poor white trash. So were most of my friends, I didn't realized it
then but looking at my life and life style my family has now, we really
didn't have much. Two things we didn't have were a washer and dryer. Every
Friday my mom took the laundry to the laundrymat and washed the clothes. To
save money she brought the wet clothes home and hung them out on a
clothesline.

Cameron was the one who came up with the idea that getting out of the wet
clothes would warm us up considerably. So we all followed his lead and
stripped down to our tidy whities (I grew up in the time just before all
the boys started wearing boxers again) and we all dashed out to the yard to
hang out our clothes hoping none of the neighbors would see us.

I was a horribly shy boy when I was younger but by middle school I was
proud of my well-developed athletic body and also enjoyed looking at the
other boys changing for PE. So it wasn't big deal to be hanging out with
three other boys in my room in our underwear. It wasn't something I had
done before but I had played soccer with Cameron and Scott so we seen each
other in our undies before.

I had seen Bret half naked as well. Bret was a green eyed, sandy haired
little cutie I had know since the third grade. At our sixth grade
graduation party, on a dare, he had pulled his swim suit down to his knees
and hopped across the yard with his little dick bouncing up and down as he
hopped. Bret was really comfortable with nudity. Even though we were all
the same age he looked much younger, besides being smaller he still had a
little boy's voice and body. However, his knowledge of sex was probably the
greatest since his 16 year old brother was well known for ridding many of
the local girls of their virginity. Even though he loved picking on Bret he
still liked sharing the explicit details of his sex life.

Cameron and Bret were sitting on my bed and Scott was sitting on the floor
and I was on the little chair for my desk. We had started off bullshitting
about whatever came up and that eventually led to talking about other kids
from school. Which of course led to talking about girls at school, which
led to talking about sex. I was still a year away from my first sexual
experience with a girl and honestly I had no interest in them at that
time. I had always been attracted to other boys but in order to fit in I
talked about girls just like the other guys. The sex talk was mostly what
boys supposedly had done stuff with what girls. Bret gave us the run down
on his brother's latest conquests. After that Cameron went into some detail
about what he'd like to do with a certain popular girl. That's how it all
started.

Cameron had just finished his lengthy explanation on what he'd like to do
to Janet Winslow when he announced, "Shit now I've got boner!"

Everyone laughed but Bret challenged him, "No you don't."

Cameron stood up and you could clearly see his hard dick straining the
fabric of his underwear as he pointed to it, "See fucker, it's hard."

Bret conceded, "Yeah guess so but look at this."

Bret stood up and pushed down the front of his briefs exposing his hard
dick. It was probably about four inches and about as thick as my thumb. You
could just barely see a few wispy pubes.

"You don't have any pubes!", Cameron pointed out while pulling down the
front of his underwear. Cameron didn't exactly have a thick bush of pubes
himself but they were easier to see than Bret's. His dick was probably over
five inches long and thicker than Bret's. The head of Cameron's dick looked
small because it wasn't thick at it's base as his shaft so his dick looked
like it almost came to a point. Bret's dick head mushroomed nicely at the
end of his short slender shaft.

Bret got closer to Cameron, "Yeah I do, look."

Cameron laughed, "Yeah, you've got like two."

Scott and I were just watching at this point. I had that special feeling in
my stomach as my own penis became erect because this was like a jerk off
fantasy come true. It had been a couple of years since I had seen another
boy with a boner and it was good.

Bret looked over at me, "I bet you've got more than Cam."

I knew that was Bret's way of asking to see my dick without actually saying
he wanted to see it. I wasn't shy about changing in front of other boys but
this was a lot different. Even though I was really shy when I was younger
there was one time when I was ten that I had a kind of out of body
experience and got naked for a group of boys. I never really knew why I did
it but I did. That's a whole other story . This was almost the same thing
so I stood up and showed everyone my dick, which was standing straight up
at attention. I had developed early so I had a decent amount of pubes and
my dick was pretty much the same size it is now although now my size
depends on who I'm with and how turned on I am. At thirteen I had measured
it and I was just under seven inches and thicker than Cameron's. My balls
were bigger than both of theirs.

"Shit Alex that's pretty big!", Cameron commented, "What about you Scott,
you got some pubes."

Scott stood up and he didn't even need to pull the front of his underwear
down to see that he had the biggest dick in the group. When he did show it
I figured it had to be at almost two inches longer than mine. The shaft
looked thin but he had a nice big cock head on the end of it. His nuts
didn't look all that big but I think they only looked small in comparison
to his big cock. He had few more pubes than Bret and they were red like his
hair. Scott was tall and really skinny just like his dick. He had blues
eyes behind thick glasses with black frames.

"Fuck, look at that thing! You could really pop a girl's cherry with that
Scott.", Bret exclaimed.

"Yeah, I didn't think geeks had big dicks.", Cameron chimed in, you could
hear a hint of jealousy in his voice.

Scott's face was red and he giggled, "Shut up asshole."

The four of us were now standing there with our dicks out checking each
other out, making comments about each other's dicks, followed with laughs.

Finally Cameron asked the question, "Can you guys a shoot cum? I can shoot
a shit load now"

One at a time we all said yes knowing that not only were we admitting that
we could ejaculate but also that we jerked off.

"I only do it in shower cuz my fucking brother always walks in if I try to
do it in our room." Bret admitted.

"Yeah I do it in the shower to." I followed. It was only mom and I but I
liked using shampoo to lube things up plus I was worried that I'd make a
mess that my mom would find since she did all the laundry.

The other funny thing is as soon as we started talking about jerking off
our hands found their way to our dicks as if by habit. I wouldn't say we
had started actually masturbating yet but it was getting there.

"I like doing it in my room so I can see how far I shoot.", Cameron told
everyone. I found out when I went to his house a few weeks later that he
also likes it when his little brother watched and even better when he gave
him a hand.

Scott didn't have comments on the subject but he was the first one to start
actually moving his hand up and down his shaft focusing intently on
everyone else's dick.

Cameron followed but said, "You know what really feels good?"

Bret was getting in to it as well, "What?"

"Using Vaseline, its makes it all slippery and you can squeeze your dick
harder." Cameron told us. Apparently Bret was our expert on sex but Cameron
was the expert on masturbation.

"Do you have any?", Bret asked me.

"I think so. Do you want me to look?" I asked in return.

"Yeah, trust me you'll like it.", Cameron assured me.

I went to the bathroom and looked through all the cabinets before I found a
jar that looked old but was still mostly full. I'll tell you now that
Cameron was right and I started using Vaseline after that. My mother never
asked me why she started having to buy it on a regular basis after having
one jar for years.

I brought it back and Cameron cracked it open, "It doesn't take much."

He greased up his dick and started to really go to town as he handed the
jar to Bret. Bret followed Cameron's example and handed it to me. I took my
glob of Vaseline and handed it to Scott.

It was much better than shampoo. Like Cameron said I could squeeze my dick
tighter but my hand still glided easily over my hard cock. Bret and Scott
looked equally impressed.

"Hey guys watch this!", Cameron said as he started fucking his hand,
pumping hips rapidly.

There were some giggles as everyone watched Cameron while jerking their own
cocks. Bret was standing by Cameron and mimicked his humping motion. I was
going to blow soon. It felt good but doing it with other boys for the first
time was a dream cum true. (haha had to go there).

Scott beat me to it and exploded with a grunt as he turned to avoid
shooting on someone. Scott got pretty good distance and quantity as he
painted the carpet in my bedroom.

That was enough to get me off, "Fuck, here it comes."

I matched Scott's distance but I'm pretty sure I had more squirts and
volume but I was pretty fucking worked up.

"Damn, you two shoot lots.", Bret commented his voice raspy as he worked
his little prick.

"Watch this fuckers.", Cameron said in a grunt as white cum spurted from
his dick. He didn't have the distance of either Scott or I but matched
Scott as far as volume.

Everyone else had cum so now we were cheering Bret on and after a couple
more minutes he grunted and only squirted out a little cum compared to the
rest of us. Bret's cum was also thinner and more transparent than the rest
of us.

Cameron had to comment laughing, "That was so lame Bret. Are you sure that
wasn't just pee."

Bret laughed but pushed Cameron, "You're such a dick."

We all put our dicks away and sat down on my bed laughing and joking. We
had become jerk off comrades and that made us close in a way we hadn't been
before.

I guess I should explain at this point that I had a very diverse group of
friends. Bret, Scott and Cameron weren't kids I usually hung out with but
as I explained I knew them and got along with them well enough. It also
wasn't common for boys in my neighborhood to do what we had just done, well
at least if they did no one was talking about it. I guess that's what made
what we did and what were going to do that much more amazing. It happened
because the right mix of boys happened to show up at the school on a day
when one of them had a house to himself. What do I mean by the right mix of
boys?

Cameron was one of those wild kids that will do just about anything. He
wasn't very bright when it came to school and was always getting into
trouble. There was a rumor that he taken a shit in the gym shower on a dare
and then said a stray dog had come in and done it. He had an athletic
stocky body but wasn't chubby at all. He had mousy brown hair with green
eyes.  Cameron was always laughing about something. He was also very horny
as I found out later.

I've already talked a little bit about Bret. He's a lot like Cameron only a
little smarter but he's a follower. As long as someone does it first he'll
give it a try. If it's something he wants to do but is afraid to go first,
he'll try to trick someone else into doing it .

Scott seemed really turned on watching everyone jerk off which made sense
to me. The year before we were at another friend's house to go swimming. I
went into a bedroom to change and Scott had followed me in to "talk". The
conversation seemed pretty pointless and I had a feeling he really just
wanted to see me naked. When I didn't start changing he left. I regret
being shy about it now because I think it could have led to some earlier
fun. Out of the group Scott was the only I know of that became openly gay.

Then there's me. I had been lusting over other boys since I was six. Scott
and Cameron weren't my perfect "type" but I had been jerking off thinking
about Bret since that party. So we had a group where at least two were
really attracted to other boys and the other two were crazy, horny, little
fuckers. Keep that in mind as you continue to read this story. I've thought
about writing this off and on for years but never have because...well
frankly it's too unbelievable. I've always thought that for a story to be
good there has to some essence of believability to it. Even when I shut my
eyes and see it all happen again in my mind it really seems like bad
fiction.

So back to what turned out be one of the most memorable days of my life. I
had just jerked off with three of my classmates and was feeling really
happy and satisfied. We were all sitting on my bed still wearing only our
briefs. Everyone was real relaxed and still talking about sex and jerking
off. I was sitting at the head of the bed leaning back against the wall. My
knees were bent and my legs were spread apart slightly. Cameron had started
going again about wanting to fuck some girl that wasn't going to give it up
to anyone much less him. Plus at that point I thought if the girl walked in
and asked him to do her he'd probably chicken out.

I had to laugh at him, "You wouldn't know what to do if you had the chance
Cam, you're so full of shit."

Bret laughed as well, "He's right. Just cuz you can hump your hand doesn't
mean you know anything about doing a chick."

"Fuck you both, I would do it just like this.", Cameron said as he got
between my legs and started pumping away.

I was still laughing, "Get off me you fucking homo!"

Cameron was laughing at this point too and since now all four of us were
laughing he was putting on a show for everyone, pretending to hump me with
more exaggerated pumping and over the top grunts. I told him to get off
again but I couldn't do it with a straight face so instead I pull on leg
over and was going to roll away from him. I wasn't quite fast enough and
when I was ass up on the bed he laid on top of me.

"This is better! Squeal like a pig, eeee eeee!!" Cameron continued to pump
away doing his best hill billy impression from the movie "Deliverance". For
my generation that movie was probably a lot boys' first exposure to any
type of gay sex so it's no wonder there are so many homophobes around my
age.

"You're so stupid, get off!!" I yelled trying to sound threatening. I was
much bigger and stronger than Cameron so I know I could probably push him
off if I really wanted to.

"Make him squeal Cam!" Bret said though his own laughter.

Cameron was still making little pig noises. When I was sitting he had
pretty much been "air humping" but now that I was on my stomach he was
laying on top of me, grinding his hips against my ass. It was a very
strange feeling and I could swear he getting a hard-on.

After another minute of pumping he verified my suspicions, "I think I've
got another boner."

Bret thought that was hilarious, laughing he said, "That's really gay."

Cameron didn't seem to care as he grinded his erection against me, "It
still feels pretty good."

Bret laughed some more. Scott was laughing as well but it seemed a little
forced.

Cameron sat up for second but he was sitting on my legs so I couldn't move
away. He pulled down the back of my underwear.

"Hey I don't think so!", I told him as I reached back and pulled my briefs
back up. I wasn't feeling that relaxed.

Cam laughed and went back to his hilly billy and pig impressions. After
another moment he worked his hands down to my waistband and pulled it down
far enough to expose my butt. This time he laid down on top of me before I
could protest and pull them back up. It took me a second to realize he had
pulled his dick out. He was now rubbing his dick against my bare ass. Part
of me wanted to kick his ass but there was another part that was like a
deer in the headlights. Just like when I was ten I went along with it.

Bret must have seen what he was up to the whole time but never said a thing
until it was done, "It looks like you're really humping him now."

Cameron's cock was sliding up and down my ass crack and there was still
enough Vaseline on it so that it was sliding along easily. My legs were
together so Cameron was on top of me straddling my legs with his. He had
stopped the impressions and he wasn't laughing as much.

He stopped rubbing up against me, "My dick still keeps rubbing against his
underwear. Take them off him."

"Whoa I don't think...." I started to say but Bret seemed eager to see
where this was going and had already taken hold of my briefs. Cameron had
slid up higher to give him access. Looking back if I didn't know better I
would swear it was planned.

I looked over to the side and Bret was twirling my undies in the air like a
trophy cheering, "Alex I think you lost something."

Cameron repositioned himself grinding his cock against my ass with Bret
cheering and teasing.

Cameron stopped again and forced my legs apart. I can't say exactly forced
because I could have stopped him. In fact when I let him spread my legs
apart he wasn't even pinning me down. He got between my legs and briefly
spread my butt cheeks and giggled, "Nice butthole."

Scott, who had been almost silent during the thing, finally spoke up, "Do
it again, I didn't' see."

Cameron spread my ass cheeks again so every one could get a good look.

Bret laughed and said, "That's so gross!"

I didn't realize it at the time but even with Bret's comment he didn't tell
Cameron to stop or give Scott any shit about wanting to see my asshole
again.

"Bret give me the Vaseline so it slides better.", Cameron ordered.

Bret tossed him the jar laughing and making another comment about us
looking gay.

I heard Cameron open the jar and a moment later he was pressed on top of me
rubbing his cock between my butt cheeks. I looked over to the side and I
could see Scott watching us intently. He noticed me looking and gave me an
embarrassed smile. He was rock hard and the head of his big cock was
peaking over the top of his brief's waistband. Bret was still joking around
but not as much as he was when Cameron had first started showing
off. Cameron had gotten quiet and other than his heavy breathing I didn't
hear much from him. I couldn't see his face at all. I don't think the
others could tell but I was sporting a massive boner just like Cameron and
Scott. I didn't fully understand why at that time but it was like the whole
room was sexually charged and even though none of really knew what the fuck
we were doing I really think we all sensed that it was leading to
something.

Cameron took a break from dry humping me and was kneeling between my
legs. My ass crack felt like it was full of Vaseline (is it still called
dry humping when you're both greased up with Vaseline?).

I reached back and pulled my butt cheeks apart, "That stuff is my making
cheeks stick together."

I had let my cheeks go and Cameron ordered me, "Do that again."

To this day I'm dominant by nature but in very rare instances I've met the
right person who I just submit to sexually and evidently Cameron was one of
those people so I reached back and spread my ass for him. I couldn't see
what he was doing but it felt like he was rubbing his dick against my ass
again. This time though I could really feel it rub against my asshole and
every time it did it amplified the feelings of raw sexuality, shame and
confusion ten fold that I felt when Cameron first pulled down the back of
my briefs and rubbed his hard cock against my bare ass.

It wasn't too long after Cameron had started rubbing his cock against my
ass again that I heard Bret quietly tell him, "Stick it in his butt
hole. Look how he's sticking his butt up, he wants you to."

I wasn't even aware that I had arched my back to give Cameron more contact
with my ass until Bret said that. I let go of my butt cheeks and looked
back at Cameron, "No way."

Cameron laid down on top of me and asked me quietly, almost in a whisper,
"C'mon let me do it."

My guess is that he had already been thinking about it before Bret had said
anything. My guess is that Cameron had been thinking about fucking someone
long before that day.

"No Cam. Let me up.", I told him but without much commitment. I had said
that Cameron wasn't a genius in school but he was smart enough to know that
I could kick his ass any day of the week so I could easily make him get off
me but I wasn't doing anything but laying there so he must have figured he
still had a chance.

"Please Alex, I'll put it in for like a second just to see what it feels
like.", Cameron pleaded.

I didn't say anything my head was spinning and I felt light headed so he
gave one more, "Pleeaasee."

I've told you before that I had been lusting over boys since I was six
years old. That was about seven years of fantasizing. I used to lay in bed
at night with a little stiffy thinking about what I'd like to do with other
little boys long before I knew anything about jerking off. In all my
fantasies to that point I was never the bottom, not one time. In fact it
was very much the opposite. When I six I sat behind little Freddy Davis who
had the roundest little ass that looked so cute in his tight little
seventies jeans. I didn't know shit about anal sex but I couldn't help
thinking about how I'd like to stick my penis between those perfect little
butt cheeks. My first conscious orgasm was at eleven when I woke up right
in the middle of cumming during a wet dream where I was giving my soccer
coach's nine year old son a thorough ass pounding.

So taking it in the ass was furthest thing from my mind until that day,
well until the second I softly said, "Okay."

As soon as I said 'Okay' Cameron got off me and was kneeling between my
legs. He ordered me to spread my ass cheeks for him again, which I
did. Then there was a lot fumbling where I could feel him pressing his dick
against my ass, on, near and around my asshole. A couple of times it felt
like it might start to actually go in when it would slip upwards along my
ass crack.

"My brother said he has to finger girls first so try using your finger
first." Bret instructed, he wasn't joking around any more either.

I'm not going to lie but I had fingered my own ass before but it was
entirely different having someone else do it. Cameron wasn't exactly all
that gentle either but at least he had small fingers. He gave me a brief
finger fuck which felt strange and hurt a little. Bret suggested putting
more Vaseline on his dick. Then it was back to fumbling.

One time it actually started to go in and I instinctively tightened up and
Cameron's boner slid up my ass crack again.

"Fuck, it almost went in!" Cameron said in frustration.

He was getting a knack for finding my hole and after several near misses I
forced myself not to tighten up as much when I felt his greasy cock head
push into my sphincter. Cameron must have felt he had a foo hold and I wish
I could say he took his time and eased his dick into me but he was a horny
fumbling thirteen year old so he crammed his cock into my ass with a hungry
urgency and I felt an explosion of pain. I know let out a yelp but it was
muffled because my face was buried in my bed. I could feel my eyes tear up
from the pain but the others couldn't see that either. I doubt they would
have noticed either since I think everyone was focused on looking at
Cameron's dick in my asshole.

"Look it's in!" I could hear Cameron yell through the pain.

He stayed in that position long enough I'm assuming to give Scott and Bret
a good view of his achievement. Then he moved my hands away from my butt
before laying on top me. So much for just 'sticking it in for a second just
to see what it feels like'. I think I knew at some level that was bullshit
just like the other girls and boys I said it to in High School must have
known as well. Anyway, that was when the fucking began in earnest. Cameron
was pressed firmly against me, I could fill his breath against my neck and
his cock pistoning in my asshole. It still hurt but the initial tidal wave
of pain had subsided. I turned my head to the side and all I could see was
Scott jerking off. I couldn't see Bret and he was actually quiet. Cameron
was fucking me with short little strokes because his hips stayed in
constant contact with my ass and he actually lasted quite awhile, probably
because he had already cum but finally he stopped pumping, pushing his hips
tight against my ass and I could feel his whole body shudder. Then he
pulled out which hurt again.

I heard Bret ask, "Do you have any shit on your dick?"

"Nuh uh. It felt fucking good. You should try it." Cameron replied huskily
as he moved from between my legs.

I think that was enough information for Bret to decide. I was looking off
to the side again and saw a pair of small briefs land on the floor behind
Scott. Then I felt someone else get between my legs. It was funny how fast
I became a piece of meat. I mean Bret didn't even think of saying "Hey Alex
can I have a turn to?". Even better Cameron was acting like he just got a
new bike and was offering Bret a chance to take it for a test ride. It's
really hard to describe how I felt, besides my ass hurting. I felt
embarrassed, I mean when we jerked off everyone was doing the same thing,
now I was the only one laying there with his ass on display. It was kind of
humiliating but I even then I knew on some level that I liked it. I was
everyone's focus, I didn't understand it then but looking back I liked
being used like that.

Bret said, "Spread his cheeks for me."

I guess it was Cameron that spread my ass for Bret and soon there was that
already familiar fumbling of someone searching for my asshole with their
dick. It didn't take Bret as long to get his dick in me. I suppose Cameron
had "loosened" me up plus Bret was smaller. Once in Bret started pumping
away just like Cameron but he wasn't smothering me like Cameron, sure he
was smaller and lighter but it seemed like Cameron had almost tried to keep
me pinned to the bed even though I wasn't trying to go anywhere. I think
for Cameron fucking was a lot about domination. Looking back at that first
experience and then later ones, especially with he and his little brother,
there was more to sex than just getting off for Cameron. Bret was fucking
me with longer strokes than Cameron despite his smaller cock. So besides
his breathing I could hear the light slapping sound of his hips smacking
against my ass. He was using every little bit of dick he had and
accidentally pulled out a couple of times. I looked over to see Scott still
stroking his cock.

My ass didn't hurt as bad and it actually felt good enough that I got hard
again. I was thankful they couldn't see it. I mean I didn't want them to
think I liked getting fucked. I think what made it better was that I had
always thought about fucking Bret and it was kind of kinky having it
reversed.

Cameron was back to his normal silly self and coached, "C'mon Bret you can
do better than that, make him scream."

Cameron must have been pushing on Bret's ass because Bret said, "Get your
hand off my ass!"

It took Bret longer to cum than the rest of us when we were masturbating
but he actually came quicker than Cameron when he was fucking me, he didn't
stop thrusting like Cameron but he slowed down a little, then suddenly
stopped and pulled out.

"Did you shoot?" Cameron asked.

"Yeah." Bret said as he got off the bed.

"It's your turn Scott.", Cameron said with enthusiasm.

Scott was silent for a second and then muttered, "Ummmm."

Bret piped up, "Don't be a pussy, do it, it's good."

"Yeah Scott, c'mon we did it, it feels real good, I bets it's just like
doing a girl.", Cameron added.

I just laid there with my sore ass. I could've ended the discussion by
getting up but I didn't even with the added humiliation of being compared
to a chick. For the first time, while Bret and Cameron were trying convince
Scott to fuck me, I noticed the room's smell. It was musky, a combination
of cum, young teen boy sweat (Cameron and I were pretty fucking sweaty),
boy ass and swampy damp underwear. All in all it was a pretty sexy hot
smell. I looked over at Scott who looked down at me.

"Is it okay?" he at least asked me.

I guess it was nice that he asked but in a way it wasn't because I had to
buy into what was happening again and that's exactly what I did when I said
flatly, "Uh huh."

Scott pulled his underwear off like Bret did and his dick looked even
bigger than it had when he had just pulled his underwear down. Jutting out
from his skinny hips it looked downright monstrous. Scott climbed between
my legs and one of the two veterans spread my ass for him. The pain in my
ass was just a dull ache at that point.

"Eww, what is that?", I heard Bret say.

"I think it's cum. Just stick it in Scott!" Cameron urged.

I thought I had felt something dripping down my taint when Bret pulled
out. With so much going on I hadn't really thought about having a colon
full of Cameron and Bret's semen. Again there was fumbling as Scott tried
to find my opening.

Bret did some equally brilliant cheering as Scott fumbled around probably
even more nervous with the mock support. Finally I could feel him push it
in. Let me tell you. I had described Scott's dick as long and thin. It only
looked thin in comparison to its length. If Scott had tried to fuck me
first I don't think he would ever got that log into my asshole. As is the
pain was almost as bad when he pushed his big cock head into my ass as when
Cameron did the first time. Unlike the first time though I adjusted easier
and the pain subsided faster. I still had my face buried in my bed. Scott
went a lot slower than the other two. He eased his length into my rectum
and it was a much different filling. I could feel the penetration when
Cameron and Bret first entered me but with Scott the penetration was so
much deeper and he was so much bigger, it was like he was completely
filling me up. Besides the feeling I could hear a soft, wet sucking sound
as he pushed his cock deep into me.

"Shit, look at that big thing in his butthole!" Bret said, sounding very
impressed with the visual.

Cameron let out a goofy laugh, "Alex your butthole is so stretched out
right now."

Geez that was the first time that anyone, other than Scott asking if he
could fuck me, had said anything to me since Cameron had asked to fuck me
and it was exactly what any thirteen year old boy dreams about hearing,
not!

Scott was very much unlike the other two, who besides jamming their dicks
into my ass as hard as they could, started pumping like rabbits as soon as
they were in. Scott eased his cock into me and then fucked me in long slow
strokes. As I adjusted to him it felt okay just like with Bret but Scott
might have also been nudging my prostrate because even though at times it
still felt like I might split in half there was an odd good, feeling deep
inside me. I actually got hard again.

Scott didn't last as long as either of the other two. Right before he came
he started thrusting a little faster and grunting in my ear. Then he pushed
his dick all the way in. I could feel his cock pulsing in my asshole as he
came and it seemed like he came a lot longer and harder than Cameron and
Bret as well. He pulled out slowly with another wet sucking sound and it
felt like I was taking the biggest shit ever. It felt really fucking weird,
I felt empty and my asshole was definitely sore. My sphincter was kind of
twitchy as it adjusted to not having a cock in it. The dull ache was a lot
stronger and now there was a raw feeling all around the opening that would
last a couple of days. I could really feel something dripping down to my
balls. I laid on my stomach until I wasn't hard. I'd like to say that Scott
made me cum but not so. By the time I got up everyone was back in their
underwear. When I stood up I could feel the cum running down the inside of
my legs. If anyone noticed they didn't say anything. I put my briefs back
on, using them to kind of wipe my legs as I pulled them up.

We made a little small talk but it wasn't too long before we made the dash
into the backyard to get our clothes. Everyone got dressed and we talked
about anything but what had just happened before they went home.

For me it was a very eye opening experience because as much I was
conflicted while it was happening I knew when everyone left that I liked it
despite the sore ass and the feelings of humiliation. I took a shower after
I emptied myself out (and yes I did look into the toilet bowl) and jerked
off reliving the whole thing. It became common jerk off material although I
still preferred fantasizing about being the one fucking. It wasn't too much
longer before I had the opportunity and knew that would always be my
preference.

As far as the rest of the group, we never all got together again. Bret
lived the closest to me and would walk home with me every now and then. The
first couple of times we talked or would watch TV before he'd ask to go to
my bedroom and mess around. That led to him fucking me again. After the
first couple of times we would just go straight to me bedroom to fuck. This
went on for the rest of the school year and the first month or so of summer
vacation. He never let me fuck him although I did dry hump his extremely
cute little ass a couple of times, hoping he'd give in like I did, but
usually he'd get impatient after a couple of minutes and tell me to cum
already. He stopped coming over during summer vacation after he started
hanging out with the kid across the street. I found out later that they
were fucking that kid's younger sister. Bret was just a horn ball looking
for someone to fuck and preferred girls if he could get one. We never got
together again.

Cameron was kind of the same way. I'd run into him at school and he'd ask
if he could come over and that was his way of asking to fuck me. He tried
to fuck me once in one of the school restrooms but I was too nervous, we
didn't have any type of lube and he came all over my ass after a couple of
minutes of trying. I did go over to his house a few times that summer and
had what was both a fun and disturbing time with he and his little
brother. We didn't get together too much after that but every so often he
would get horny until he got his first real girlfriend in the eighth grade.

Scott and I started hanging out at school for a few weeks. We even began
talking on the phone. He didn't ask me if I had been with Bret and Cameron
or ask to come over for a quickie. After a few weeks he invited me to spend
the night at his house. I ended up spending the weekend with him and it was
really good until the end. Scott wanted more than I was able to give him at
thirteen years old. He was a really nice kid but we drifted apart after
that.

I know that some people would look at me during those months and probably
say I was kind of a slut or at least that Bret and Cameron used me. I never
thought of it like that though once it was over. Looking back it was a
whole lot of fun that started on a day that could have been just another
average day.