Date: Thu, 10 Sep 2015 01:48:37 +0200
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Cottage Daze 3

			      COTTAGE DAZE 3


  First Fist Fuck          Pickle on a Platter           Roddy's Rod Ride


     ...he led the way to the pool, my mouth drooling as I watched all those
naked and tight teeny buns grinding away as we jumped in the water for the first
fun on what looked like a long and wild night that only a bunch of newly minted
pubescent boys can have...

     ...and again shook my head in disbelief. Thinking back to my only `sexual',
or should I say more simply, `contact', that was the usual pre-pubescent
exploratory playing, like `show me yours and I'll show you mine' where the only
difference we found was that some didn't have a `thingy' on the end of their pee
pees. Then the move up to the `let's play doctor' stage, having discovered the
that the `stiffies' feeling  we would get now, were not only just those when we
played with our own, but even more so when we played with each other's
together. The group grope, remember those feelings?

     Being home schooled, I didn't have a gang to hang with as I grew up, so
these stages were mainly with cousins, and also being shy when I reached
puberty, no longer `messed around'. And not because I didn't want to, but
because they didn't want to as they started having girlfriends. Something I really
had no interest in.

     So I found all about `it', in the `AD', `after doctor' stage on the internet. Yes!
My new and very own sex-ed teacher! I could Google a lot of sex questions, to
which it naturally would answer by popping up sites with, `Warning! Mature
Material. Must be 18 or over'. So, again naturally, I, considering myself to be
mature and felt 18, would hit the `ENTER' button to my new world of learning
with its hours of intense visual studies and the fist cramping exercises
accompanying them. And oh, of course, reviewing those that needed more
intense studying.

     So that's how I very quickly became familiar with the `ins' and `outs' of
procreation and found what I liked reviewing most. That being other boys and
teens, their smooth bodies and the wonderful variety of cocks. Yes. I became
infatuated with them, a cockhound.

     My initial attempts at masturbation, whacking off, tossing, jerking off, were
fruitless, or should I say, my orgasms were cummless, just firing `blanks'.  Notice
my mixture of technical terms and street jargon that I also picked up. I felt like a 5
star chef but had never cooked a meal he could taste.

     Also, ever get raw in your early stages of `beatin your meat'? Or experience
your bone pop up involuntarily just as you sat down to dinner with family, hoping
it doesn't show, knowing full well if you push it or rub it will make matters worse
and you'll maybe `ejaculate'. So you stay uncomfortably `boned' for the meal. Or
as you struggle, you mom says, "Maxie, something the matter? Need to go to the
washroom?" and when you nod and stand trying to cover yourself, your 15 yr.
old cuz beside you snickers because you didn't cover well enough for him?  The
awesome toss you have in the loo at least allows you to finish the meal more
comfortably now.

     Oh yeah, my first ejaculation, squirt, cumm, yes! You remember yours I bet!
Right?  A grinding, jaw dropping, solo? A group circle jerk with congratulations
when you hold a finger up to show the little stringer you swiped off your beet red
knob? Or the cheek pinching, ass bouncing, gasping virgin spurt you had as you
were laid back on your elbows, feet spread, watching a buddy on one side
tugging and squishing your, hopefully loaded , balls, trying to assist your buddy
on the other side who was chewing his bottom lip as he was seriously pumping
your piston? And that celebratory swiping off of the body wracking, albeit small,
3cm. spurt of virgin jizm, and rolling it between thumbs and fingers and getting
two grinning nods for purity.

     Oh BTW, I had soon come to the realization I was queer, as the queers say,
or gay as the straights say to be polite, because that's the sites where I spent
most of my `not so' idle time. The vids were like being at the movies, except I had
a sandwich in one hand and my trembling member in the other, not a `coke', but
wishing I had a bud to share my `coke' with.

     So... oh yes, my first squirt. I remember it so well too. It started out just as
any other old day on the net, ho hum, you know, searching as I absently and
slowly stroked my empty best friend. Some favorite scenes rolled by, the cute
boys I usually like in various situations that kindle my fire. By chance I went to a
private sight I had joined a while back, scanned the pics and found my Adonis!
Yes, my upright friend twitched harder in my fist, I rolled my upright thumb along
the flare of his bared head, petting him, "K... that's okay boy" OMG! It said under
the pic, `Blair', `Online in 6' and so as the ticker wound down, I studied the pic
closer.

     The pic was from the waist up and he had to be about 14. A sensuous smile
that dimpled his smooth cheeks, full pink lips slightly opened, the tip of his pink
tongue running along the bottom one, and those eyes! Those eyes, unusually
haunting silver that sparkled under awesome long blonde lashes. I was hooked.
OMG! Thump thump.

     I squeezed my excited partner now, a little harder, as I continued inhaling
him. Tussled blond hair, like he'd been having fun, a hint of blond down on his
upper lip, smooth fair skin, lightly tanned, but a solid build. Defined muscles. Oh,
and big pink areoles with large lickable nipples, and smooth below his nice inny,
no hint of hair. OMG!

     The ticker was endlessly slow, but finally blinked `0'. Hooray! OMG. He
filled the screen, like `really' filled it. Live, naked, and boned with that enticing
smile wanting me. OMG! Sorry I'll try to stop expressing my excitement like that
and just let my jouncing joint express it. Lol.

     K, now, yes he was completely naked, lounging back in the left (to me)
corner of a sofa, his left  arm casually resting on the back, his right draped over
the sofa arm he was against smiling seductively at  the cam. His left leg was bent
up, against the back, his foot on the seat, the other stretched straight down onto
the floor below. So he was wide open so to say, exposing his dangling junk just
magnificently. OMG! Ooops...

     Whew! I had to adjust to the adrenalin for a bit there and also decided to
stop squeezing as that could lead to tossing too soon. So I'm just kind playing a
bit with my bared knob, so I'm still kinda `in touch'.

      K? Now. I'll continue the description of the exposed Adonis below the inny,
the `good stuff'. His pubes were so smooth and his thick cock was flopped down
over his large dangling tight bag of cumm nuggets, still asleep in its hoody. OM...
sorry...

     He smiled as he slowly sucked on his right forefinger, then traced it down
his chin, onto his chest, and his cock blipped, waking up. He circled an areole
then wobbled the hard nipple which caused a double blip and his thickening cock
turned on its side as it flipped over onto his thigh and started to grow as it ever
so slowly slithered up it. He moved the fingertip to his inny and paused.

     Shit, I went completely hands off, my bone a tuning fork now. I was so
intent on the way his dick was like a snake charmer's cobra, mesmerized by its
slow trip up on its side, till it flipped over, pointing straight up to the fingertip, so
the underside, its belly and vein, now exposed. The large pink bag was tight from
its contents, with very few winkles, the larger left one obvious. A good mouthful.

     It blipped and the balls contracted, celebrating the climb to full. Shit, it was
thick, like it had to be a 7 ½ (19cm.) by like almost over 1 ½ (4 cm.)! He lifted his
fingertip off his inny a couple inches and his hard cobra snapped up off his pubes
and stayed, the bit of pink eye peeking out from the tight hoody pucker staring at
it. SHIT!  Jesus, I had to put my roaming hands flat on the desk as he moved that
right fingertip onto it and pushed up, helping it to the vertical. He jiggled it
teasingly with his fingertip on the pucker as he smiled at me. Boing! Er... hi Blair...

     He held it there as he opened his left hand, put the palm flat on his smooth
pubes and circled the tanned base with his thumb and forefinger and squeezed,
holding it still upright and took his other forefinger away. The pink tip still
showing in its tight hoody, and the outer skin of the shaft of muscle tight on it
too, the hard ribs down each side quite defined. The few light blue veins
squiggling down under it were also obvious, and pumping to keep it hard.

     He made his rigid cock shake around like a rattle as he looked shy, then
giggled as he raised a brow, with a, `Well, watcha think?,' look on his face. I was
sitting on my hands now, so I blipped my hungry response to him  as I rapidly
nodded my other head for approval too.

     He kept it straight up as he wrapped his other thumb and forefinger around
the same way, but only about halfway down. He removed his bottom hand and
squeezed the right one on the tight outer shaft skin and slid down, slowly peeling
the gorgeous pink pecker plum! And slowly it did appear, big, glistening and
mouthwateringly inviting. My god, it was a Darth Vader helmet! Its slightly
rounded tip top dishing back down to the wide flare, my favorite! And that
prominent flare on the bottom might be a real tongue scraper when I thought of
the guys I'd seen sucking knobs and wanted to myself. I was rocking back and
forth on top of my hands now.

     When he took his hand away, he put the arm back up on the back of the
sofa, the other back on the sofa arm he was against, and there he was again,
wide open with all his junk on display, but freshly opened, hard, throbbing and
ready for action! Like me now! Hot – hot- hot...

     He started very slowly strokin' so I finally capitulated and quickly pulled my
hands out from underneath my bare ass and joined him with a hand around my
own hard throbber which had I left with the hoody furled and bunched up behind
the flare and ready. Shit, I bit my lips as I watched him crank, but matched him.
Down... up... down... and imagining the cock in my hand was his brute, and the
hand around my... uh... `mini' brute was his. Great imagination, eh?

     It was so awesome as I started to get `tingly', which I loved, and was able to
enjoy that great sensation strokin' along with him. It wasn't long though before
he started to shiver like the guys I'd seen shoot on screen as they fired spirals and
it was just as I also reached that `pee' feeling I liked. But instead of just the usual
shiver/shudder, I felt the release of peeing. Shit, that's all I need. Peeing. But
then I gasped, "Ahh... ahh... aaggguuhh!!" and went wide eyed, jaw dropped, and
suddenly saw him in slow mo, squinting, gritting his teeth as a single thin
streamer spiraled up a good 8" (20cm.) with a little blob on top and paused, then
collapse back down on his fist and knob, which, when he took his hand off his
cock, burped a couple burbles.

      Shit! Peeing, that's all I need. I looked down, but it wasn't pee. It wasn't
yellow. Holy frig! It was like the squirts I`ve seen so much of and just saw again..
Not as milky or as much, but it was cumm! My first squirt!

     I looked back at the monitor and my jerkoff partner was up to the cam for a
close up of his leaking slippery semi, half closed, his open palm beside it, fresh
spunk oozing down from it.  Oh boy I just spurted, and with someone else too!
Well sort of... So I spent many a night after that with my boppin' bud in my head
and his hand on joy. Well not just nightly as you well remember, morning... well
maybe three... okay, up to my record, a dozen. What was yours?

     Oh and the closest one was in the den when my mom was lying on the sofa
facing the TV. I was behind her on the lounge and had sprung a really hurtin'
hardy so I pulled the throw over me so she couldn't hear my balls slapping as
they bounced around, slipped my shorts down and whacked away. When I
quickly cracked a huge nut, I couldn't stifle the usual gasps/gag, but luckily just
gasped and my mom half turned, "Something wrong honey?" and I was able to
catch my breath, "No mom, just a tickle in my throat". It was true, it was Blair's
imaginary cock in my mouth shootin' cumm as I covered my fist with mine.

     Now, sorry I got so carried away with background, but just wanted you to
know how ecstatic and horny I was now with all these, live for a change, naked
and horny teens. A huge variety of `lively' cocks and balls, buns and buttholes
already. And the action! Yea the action I'm all ready for and I'm looking forward
to it.

     Just imagine, three years of `virtual' carnal actions whist hand humping,
now crammed into a night or two of live participation, sharing and exchanging
fresh bodily fluids. Yes, those live grinding buns have done it to me. I want to
feel, to tease, to taste. Oh yeah. And an opportunity to make a close inspection
of all these cocks which I haven't done since pre-spurt. And to hold, taste or feel
in live action, a real cockertunity.

     They all headed back to the pool and jumped or walked in and started
splashing, submersing, doing handstands or swimming as they laughed and
giggled away like typical kids having fun being naked.

     After a bit, Toby was in the middle and waved his arms at us and called us
to attention, "Hey guys, cm'ere!" We walked or swam over to him, "K, guys, the
regulars know another routine in the pool. Like our folks, we like to have hors
d'oeuvres to start the meal, but we serve `pickles on a platter' for everyone to
taste instead. I think... Sassy should be the first to serve us and show you how"

     Sassy giggled and fluttered his fingers at Toby, "Oh Tobias, I thought you'd
leave the best till last!" All of us newbies had our heads tilted to one side, trying
to figure it out till he fell back and Toby put his arms under him and held him up
floating on top, his dripping wet long cock slumped over on his hip.

     "Lesly, I guess you can have the first taste... well the first taste tonight that
is" and chuckled. It was thin and long, over 5" slumped with a red walnut on the
end. He held it up and slurped his tongue up on it, making Sassy's head bolt up,
and making Toby struggle to keep him floating and said as he got him floating
again, "Oh and just two good tastes, gotta leave the fillings for desert"

     After his tastes, it was swelling on the hip, so as we took our turns and it
ripened to full mast. When it was my turn and although it was thin, it was like
ribbed steel and the big walnut felt good sliding in. Oversized balls too, loaded I
bet.

     This was certainly a different ways to quickly get to know all the friends and
their guests. Cocks beat small talk! A sure good and quick way to become familiar
with the guests too by getting to know every inch of them. Boy, I've never had
one in my mouth till this aft, and now here I am standing at a cock buffet and
tasting a wide variation of 9 awesome teen boners!

     After everyone had sampled the platter, their guest was pattered next. So
we continued down the list everyone giggling and having fun.

     Wyatt pushed his glasses back and floated his cuz Lonny up to platter when
it was his turn. His long blond haired swirled around his head in the water, his
cheeks dimpling as Wyatt lifted his thick dick, "Wished I'd known my cuz here
liked to suck cocks earlier because I sure would have loved this big fuckin' hunk o'
meat down my throat pumpin' spunk" He peeled it then stretched his lips over
and his cheeks contracted the two limit, then pulled off, leaving it semi.

      Swishy Lesly waggled his fingers and waded up for his turn on Lonny's tap,
and tittered, "Oh my goodness, I've never tried a big coke bottle before!" and
took two really long draws on it, eyes closed and when he pulled off, it was a
hard 5 ½ and thick, like a `full fingertip and thumb touching' around thick. The
pointed knob tapered down from its point to the flare which was only the same
diameter as the thick shaft, making it look like a pink tipped torpedo because the
thick shaft didn't widen at the pubes, it also tapered down a bit to those
smoothies.

     Roddy was able to spread his little lips over them, then down it, but could
only deep a couple inches. He looked like a little calf nursing on a bit teat. He
pulled off, wiped his lips and grinned, "Cripes! I had to hold my breath! Biggr'n a
cucumber!" And he was right, but I thought it was more like trying to stuff a cob
of corn in my mouth. His tight bag was up too, the left nut considerably bigger
than the right.

     Toby's was familiar now, and when he engulfed mine, rather than suck, he
chuckled in a gurgle when he clamped his lips tight on my shaft just below the
flare, then flickered his tongue tip on my piss slit inside, making me jerk up. I
almost spilled off his hands, one that was under my shoulders, the other that was
under my ass that he`d been squeezing all the time. Biotch!

     Horny little Roddy was very interesting though, but was still 11 so was very
wide eyed. I mean wouldn't you be?  No `stiffy' and `pee pee' stuff anymore, just
`hard' core. And those innocent and funny comments too. But it was precious
when he was platter. Frankie was first naturally, and when he peeled the long
trunk back and sucked on the tender tip, Roddy bolted up. But on the subsequent
ones, it got hairier, so when he got to me he was like a pike on a hook, flopping
around on the water on my lips!

     It's amazing how sucking on one's cock can make people bond so quickly,
so needless to say, every everyone was really relaxed, friendly and of course not
the least bit shy now. And of course, with their teen balls constantly filled and
now busting with fresh squigglies, are more n' not shy, they're fucking horny!
Remember when you were that age? And how would you be at this party?

     And of course, hors d'oeuvres whet the appetite, and boy was theirs ever
`wetted'!  Whether they were standing in the water talking, under the water
playing or just sitting on the ledge kicking their feet, they maintained contact,
playing, pulling or sucking on soft, semi or hard cocks.

     Cute blond Lonny's large hors d'ouevre tended to be most popular by those
who enjoyed the taste. He sat on the ledge, leaned back on his hands, knees
spread as few in the water lined up for seconds, and were careful to just enjoy
one long draw so he doesn't spill the milk.

     He seemed to have liked mine, and when he caught my eye, he pointed a
finger down in the water below me and opened his mouth and sucked the finger
and waved me over. Julien was in the water, his head bobbing on Lonny's thick
cock as I got out went over and swung my foot over it, straddling Lonny's hips
and squatted slightly over, cock at mouth height. He smiled because mine was
soft so he wasn't restricted to two and could spend more time nursing on it. He
bared it and gave it two knee weakening tongue licking introductions, then was
able to deep it because it was soft. My balls were really packin' so it felt good as
he fondled them. He had a pretty good cheek caving draw and by third he had
me up. He tilted his head back as best his could with my hard cock in mouth and
gave me a questioning look. I paused, then held up two fingers and nodded, so
he returned a slight nod and had just two long and hard final draws, making me
almost tip over. He was happy too, a cock in his mouth and one on his.

     A lot of guys found that in the cold water, you stayed softer longer, and
since it felt good to have a cock in their mouths, hard or shriveled, they would
hook up with a cock they had liked and submarine on it. They found they could
deep it as long as they could hold their breath and before it went full mast giving
the suckees a longer feeling too.

     Sassy sashayed through the water over to Max, reached down and felt his
cock, "Maxi sweetie, Lesly baby hasn't played choo choo, how be we have one.
All this wonderful selection of lovely cocks floating around underwater, it would
be great to have a pull on them"

     "Okay Sassy. K guys, now get in a line, feet spread and we'll take turns
swimin' between them and pullin' dinks. When someone pulls yours, say `Choo
choo!' When you're through, turn at the end and be last.

     It was hilarious! Some that couldn't make it all the way would surface
where they were, face the next one, reach down and pull his dink and he'd try to
say choo choo to his face as he was laughing so hard!

     Lance the Hunk waded over to me and pulled on mine underwater, "Hey
Maxi, I really liked the feel of your pump in my chops as a great change from
Julian's, although he is great up the bunghole. And since I love 69er's, you wanna
get up with one? It'd be better doin' a two suck tease" I did find the rings
interesting, so I nodded and we pulled ourselves out and dropped down, Hunk
the top. His loaded scrote with the four rings hung down almost as far as his
pierced, waterlogged and shriveled cutter. I couldn't tell when it was hard, but
soft now I could see it had a frilly dilly ring of foreskin against the flare, not a
clean cut.

     And I didn't have to bend it down because he was soft and he had me
peeled and was deep on mine right away  As I sucked the shriveled walnut, the
slit ring really strange on my tongue again. My lips bumped over the 3 side rings
along the side till I was deeped to the tip of the lightning bolt tat on his shaved
pubes. I had a show-er, which flopped around soft almost as long as hard, just in
different directions. Whereas he had a `grow-er' so it would go from small to
almost twice as big. So as it swelled, I couldn't deep any more and it filled my
mouth too.

     Suddenly I noticed two pairs of legs appear behind Lance and when they
knelt down between his knees, I recognized Roddy's little boner as he stretched
his trunk and Julien's skinny swinging 5" who said in his femmy voice, `Hi sweetie,
it's just me at your back door" and  gave the Hunk a slap on his ass, jarring his lips
on my cock, "I just wanted to show little Roddykin's the warmup I do before I
take a ride"

     "Now, you gotta get your fingers wet" he said to Roddy and there was a
pause, then as I looked up past the Hunk's balls I saw a wet finger do a couple
slides. I was getting too close, so I pulled off Lance's blunderbuss. "I'm too close
Lance" and I felt him pull off mine, "Me too. Let's wait till this class is over. I'm
enjoying it" Well me too, I had a `rim' side seat

     A duo worked in, followed by slow triplets, then Julien giggled, "Oh my
goodness Lancey, you're opening and closing the door! You don't mind if I go in
and sneak a peek around? Oh, it says yes. K, Roddy, now get a good mouthful of
spit and get my stiffy dicky wet, good and wet"

     Kids. You know how they make a game of everything...

     With the cock out of my mouth, I could tilt my head back more and watch
the action better up behind Hunk's ass. I had a good view up of the underside of
Julien's uptight balls with Roddy's eyes smiling down over it, his lips halfway
down the boner, his lips wetting it up. He pulled off the dripping wet 6" needle
and Julien peeled, bent and put it against the door. Roddy's face leaned down
almost touching Lance's ass for a close look.

     He slid it all the way in, and when it came back out, Roddy said. "Crikey! It
went all the way!" then held the balls as it sank again. Julien paused, still in,
"Oops better not go again, I'm gonna...you know. But it's cozy in there, wanna
peek Roddy?... can he Lancey?... K, good Roddy you're good to go" and he snuck
back out.

     Roddy was all excited, bouncing back and forth pulling his stiff dink. They
changed places on their knees and Roddy peeled back and Julien's open mouth
went over it and deeped, clamping his lips down on it at the smooth base and his
cheeks pulsed a couple times juicing it good.

     As I watched the slippery boystem slowly bottom, Roddy added his
commentary, giggling, "I'm all the way in too now!" paused then pulled back and
sank again, a little faster, "It feels so good in there. Better'n Frankie's mouth, it's
tighter!" he pulled back and a little faster again, "Wow! He's trying to keep
closing the door and it feels even better!" and sped up, slamming away, his
smooth boy pubes smacking the Hunk's bare ass. After about another 4, the boy
giggled again, "I'm gonna tingle! But I can't spurt yet... so I can tingle again... in
a... half... hour again... eeehh... aaahhh... oohhh...eh...eh...eh!" and he flopped
around on Leslie's back like that pike again, but with his dick stuck in a grinder
this time.

     He pulled out, so we got up and stood with the others that had gathered
and saw him breathing a little hard, "Wow that was so super! Especially when
you kept trying to slam the door on me so hard! It was a lot better this time..."
then he frowned, looked down, skinned back, then squeezed down his sagger
forcing some liquid out. His eyes went wide when he tasted it. "It's squirt! Wow! I
squirted in Lance's butt!" and danced around, pulling on his new softy squirt gun
that would be likely be actually reloading this time. "Squirt! Squirt! Squirt!"

     Well that was little more dramatic than your first time I bet, remember?
Right eh!

     He was given high fives by the guys as he proudly grinned, not a boy now,
but one of the `guys'. Frankie put his arm over his little buddy as they smiled
knowingly at each other, Roddy sagging and Frankie semi.

     Max took over, "K guys. That was great Roddy, busting your cherry on your
first cumm. And I think that since most of us are out of the water, and finished
our water `sports' now,  we might as well move into the lounge where we can
carry on with some lounge `sports' and move from our `hors d'ouevres' to some
more `solids' too. Then finally onto those delicious liquid `delicacies' you've been
saving for desert!"

     No disagreements from this group as they took their buddy's hand and
headed for the lounge, some swinging, a few stalwarts semi, but all anxious to
satisfy their two major teen lusts and nodded when they saw the table spread
that would satisfy the first one. Both lusts seeming almost insatiable too.

     Maximillian led the storm troopers but I followed those ranks again, those
ranks of naked, grinding, undulating, and dimpling teen buttocks, waiting to be
grasped, massaged and spread to reveal their pulsing, welcoming pink pussies
that give me a tongue hardon and the blippies...

     Oh how I love a parade!

     DD
     Dickydoo2@gmx.com

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