Date: Thu, 2 May 2002 19:05:04 -0700 (PDT)
From: smooththin <smooththin@yahoo.com>
Subject: First boyfriend 2

Real names are not used in this story.

After my first sleep-over at Randy's, we played naked and joyously
exchanged blow-jobs every chance we had.  Unfortunately neither of our
mothers worked, so we had to get creative about where to do it.

One of the best dens-of-sin we improvised was deep in the wooded canyon
behind my house, where we regularly played army or cowboys.  The trees and
brush were thick except for a few well-worn trails at the bottom.  One day
while playing there, Randy and I found an opening behind a large,
low-hanging tree.  It was among other trees set back from the trail, and
appeared too dense to penetrate without a machete.  But through the opening
in the back, we entered what amounted to a thick leafy tent, with a ceiling
we could almost stand up under.  And from which we could see and hear
anyone approaching, without being seen ourselves.  We kept it secret as
long as 10 year-olds could, and it became our preferred sex sanctuary when
our moms were home.  We shared our secret, though, when a new boy moved
into the house next door to me.

Jack was in the 7th grade, either 12 or 13, and was way more mature than me
and Randy.  He wasn't much taller than us, but he was lightly muscled and
athletic, and much more assertive than any of our other friends.  He also
knew we were in awe of the fact he went to Junior High, and took advantage
of it.  Jack liked the same games Randy and I did, and we looked up to him,
so he became the natural leader.  Although we became friends with Jack
right away, we found out soon that he had a darker side.

Jack was physically aggressive, and when we'd wrestle or horse around he
could be rough, even laughing when he hurt someone... and HE always won the
game, OR ELSE.  Of course we invited him to play army in the canyon with
us, and I always hoped he'd pick me for his team from among the neighbor
boys participating.  But even being on Jack's team wasn't protection from
his anger, if he decided you were a lame-o.  It seemed the more he bullied,
the more he was worshiped, and the more we wanted to please Jack so he'd
like us.

Meanwhile Randy and I continued to drop our pants at every
opportunity... one time on the way home from school, he literally dragged
me into the bushes next to the public sidewalk.  Though it was dusk, not
broad daylight, I almost freaked when he un-buckled my belt and opened my
pants in order to make me JO with him.  He didn't even care when we saw
someone's feet stepping past us.  That devil Randy must have known it would
make the orgasm more intense... I was trembling in a delicious state of
arousal, combined with fear of discovery.  He wouldn't let me leave until I
had an orgasm, either.

As the summer passed Randy and I talked about what Jack's dick might look
like, and whether he would beat us up if we asked him to show us.  Jack was
often unpredictable, and could be sadistic to someone for the smallest
offense, so we were terrified how he might react to THIS.  As a result,
neither of us was in a hurry to be the guinea pig.  Besides, we never got
tired of each other's body, and we kept those bodies busy!

Playing army in the canyon one day, Randy I were on Jack's team, trying to
evade the "bad guys", other neighborhood friends.  We had a head start but
knew they'd be approaching in a few minutes, and Jack hadn't figured out a
plan yet.  I could see this was a chance to be a hero in Jack's eyes, so I
volunteered the secret of the tree-tent I found with Randy.  We led him to
it, and I was right, he loved it.  Uncharacteristically for Jack, he
showered us with praise and appreciation for our brilliance, and for
sharing it with him.  Ahhhh, but it got better... as we stifled our
snickering, the bad guys approached on the trail and came within yards of
us, but saw nothing, and eventually passed out of sight.  We heard
everything they said, and almost gave ourselves away by laughing.  Suddenly
we were like brothers in a new secret society, and of course Jack was our
elder, and leader-protector.

Now abandoning the game, we continued hiding after they'd gone, quietly
giggling and re-telling the event to each other until we got bored.  It was
a hot day in late summer, and not the faintest breeze under that tree, so
we took off our shirts.  It may have started off innocently, but I could
tell Randy was getting excited by the close proximity of naked boy flesh,
and Jack's presence.  And looking back I also think Randy was a budding
exhibitionist.  The next thing I recall is that he stripped to his
underwear and suggested that Jack and I do the same.  HELL yeah!

Randy was the first to drop his pants, so his tent was already up and out
and attracting Jack's attention as I dropped my jeans.  If Jack made a
comment I don't recall what it was. I do remember seeing him smile at the
sight of our semi-nude bodies.  Then our fantasy came true as Jack dropped
his pants, and we saw his cock tenting out too!  We were all wearing white
briefs, and all obviously hard.  Randy started wiggling his dick through
his underwear with his fingers, and clowning around to impress Jack and me.
It worked, too, Jack loved it.. and like monkey-see-monkey-do, the action
heated up until we removed our briefs.  Now completely nude, all 3 of us
were cut and hairless.  I don't remember who took the first grope, but
eventually we were engaged in a 3-way round of mutual masturbation, and
climaxed one after the other... all 3 orgasms were dry.

After that first 3-way with Jack, Randy and I continued to meet frequently
for sex.  But now we also each had sex with Jack, separately AND together.

Up next: Jack takes my cherry.