Date: Sun, 19 Dec 1999 10:43:29 EST
From: VicHowel@aol.com
Subject: Growing Up Sexual, VIII

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Growing Up Sexual - Chapter VIII by Dave MacMillan


School let out and it was finally summer.  Billy, Richard, and I would be
entering 7th grade in the autumn, Julian would be a freshman in high
school.

I quickly fell into old, well-established habits.  Most of the time, I got
up in the mornings and went to the vacant lot beside Julian's house to join
the game of softball or football that was always being played there.  I
came home and ate an early lunch and showered.  I walked to town to look in
store windows and on Saturdays even took in a film.  Sometimes I did that
with friends and sometimes I met friends already looking around downtown.
At least once a week though, I spent the night with Billy and Richard.

A lot of times, after the morning game and shower, I'd bump into Billy or
Richard in town and go over to their house for a few hours of swimming and
sex, if I hadn't just stay over.  Billy, Richard, and I got together at
least three times a week and often more.  I was usually home in the
afternoon when Julian would come over.

I never let Julian cornhole me, and he'd strangely stopped trying to make
it happen after that first weekend I spent with Billy and Richard.  I could
feel there was something different between us, but it took the longest time
for me to figure it out.  Maybe I was getting enough dick from Billy and
Richard and just didn't pay it any attention.

That changed the week after my birthday.  Billy and Richard went off to
North Carolina to visit their grandparents and spend a week at the beach.
Suddenly my supply of dick had been cut by two-thirds.

I first realized things weren't the same with Julian the Friday night after
my birthday in late June.  I was washed up and getting into bed when my
dick decided to get feisty.  I pulled up a mental picture of Julian as I
started to jack off.  He was fucking my mouth hard in my imagination, just
as hard as I was jacking my dick.  I remembered then those couple of nights
when we'd first started out when he'd come by after work and we'd slip into
the garage where I'd give him a blowjob.

That'd been more than three weeks ago and I realized I'd gone to bed every
night since without tasting him.  It was enough to pull me away from my
jerking off.  I looked at my alarm clock and saw it was nine and remembered
he'd just be closing the garage.  He'd be 20-30 minutes getting home.  I
slipped into a pair of cut-offs and climbed out of the window, careful not
to make any noise.  Looking around the corner of the house, I saw the porch
light was still on at his house.

I had to admit it.  I was horny.  I wanted dick.  I'd sucked Julian off
that afternoon, but it wasn't enough.  I'd gone a full week without
anything up my butt or the extra cum I was used to getting.  It wouldn't
even take much for me to bend over and invite Julian's 8" up my butt.

I sat in the dark at the side of my house watching Julian's house.  In the
back of my mind, I'd thought I might just walk out in the light as soon as
I saw him and invite him over.  Something casual.  Until I had him in the
garage and could get my hands on his dick.

Several cars passed by on Church Street and I was getting sleepy.  I
thought it strange that Julian would take so long getting home.  His mom
worked the evening shift at the hospital and would be home by a little
after 11.  I knew Julian was really conscious of that and was always home
before she was.

I realized it was really bright out and looked up to see the full moon
lighting up my neighborhood almost like it the middle of the day.  Only, it
was a little silvery than daytime could ever be.

A car came up Church Street from the direction of US One and slowed down.
It took me a couple of moments to recognize it as Danny Darmond's old
Mercury.  I watched idly as it pulled into his driveway two doors up from
my house.

"I got you here a full hour before your mom gets home," I heard Danny tell
someone.  I got interested.  Whatever was going on at his house was a lot
more interesting than lying in the shadow next to my house waiting for
Julian Head to get home so I could suck his dick.  I decided to eavesdrop.

The far door of the car opened and I saw Julian stand up.  "Hang on a
moment," Danny said and Julian ducked down to look back into the interior
of the car.

"We've got time for a quick one."

"Jesus!" Julian groaned.

"I'm really horny, babe."

"Your parents are just inside the house, Danny.  Daddy and my brothers are
just across the street.  Anybody in the neighborhood could hear us and look
out and see us."

"We'll go behind the shed.  Nobody'll hear us.  Nobody'll know."

Julian stood back from the car and looked towards the back section of the
Darmond's property.  "It's got to be quick," he surrendered and pushed the
car door to.

Danny climbed out of his car and, closing his door with a loud click,
started towards his backyard.  "Come on then."

I pushed off the ground and edged to the back corner of my house.  I looked
across our neighbor's yard at Danny's house.  It was pretty much the same
as everybody else's, except that there was a small shed at the far back
corner of the Darmond yard that none of the others had.

I watched Danny reach the shed and disappear as he walked in front of it.
Julian followed him quickly, looking around nervously.  There was a dark
shadow behind the shed from the overhang.  The whole yard between them and
me was bathed in moonlight.  I was dying of curiosity.

I trotted quickly across the moonlit front yard of our neighbor's front
yard and slipped into the shadow of their house next to Danny's yard.  I
worked my way quietly to the back of the house but stayed in the shadow.

I wanted to see but I knew better to get out into plain sight.  Julian
would never forgive me for spying on him.  Danny would simply kill me.  The
shed was ten feet from me, but I was a whole yard closer to it.

"That's right, Julian, get naked.  Get on all fours then."

My eyes bulged.  I knew I couldn't be hearing this right.  I wanted to see
what they were doing so bad.  But my brain was still working, and it nixed
that idea fast.  The two teenagers behind the shed could screw up my life
worse than bad if they caught me spying on them.  I sneaked to the front of
the shed, reckoning I could hear what was going on and still not be seen.
My dick was hard in my cut-offs.

I could hear rustling sounds that could have been clothes coming off or
just about anything else in the world too.

Danny chuckled.  "I just can't get enough of your butt, baby."

"Come on, put it in me and let's get you off.  I don't like being naked out
here for anybody to see me."  A moment later, Julian moaned softly.

Danny chuckled.  "You like the idea.  You're hard and leaking."

My ears burnt, my face flamed.  They were too going to do it.  Julian was
going to let Danny cornhole him.  I debated whether I wanted to stay around
now that I knew what was going on - for a couple of moments.  I heard
Julian's gasp and knew Danny was sticking it to him.  "Jesus," my buddy
groaned, "that feels so good."

My better sense took over.  I stole away.  Back across the yard that
separated my house from Danny's.  Back to my window.  I climbed up the
stand for the heating oil drum to open the screen on my window and pull
myself back into my room.

With the window shut again, the air conditioner began to cool off the room.
I lay on my bed naked with a hard dick as I tried to figure out the meaning
of what I'd overheard.

Somehow, my buddy had been turned.  He liked dick now, just like I did.
Only, he hadn't let me know that little fact.  But, somehow, Danny Dramond
had found out about it.  And the 16 yo was now cornholing Julian at will.

I figured immediately that was why Julian wasn't stopping by at night after
he got off from work.  I liked having my dick sucked, but I'd hike my butt
anytime for a fuck from my buddies.  There just wasn't a comparison.

It wasn't even hard to guess when Julian started giving his butt to Danny.
Before I spent that night at Billy's and Richard's just before the end of
school, Julian Head was scratching my window around 9:30 every night.  He
hadn't come by at night since that weekend.  I reckoned Danny had to have
popped his cherry then.

I imagined the two of them going at it and jacked myself off to a better
orgasm than I usually got when it was just my hand doing the job.  I almost
didn't get the tissues over the head of my dick before I started to erupt.

Lying in my bed in the dark, I was held in the soft cocoon of euphoria that
followed sex.  I was slipping towards sleep.  I decided Julian was going to
find out that I knew about him.  Billy sucked my dick every time we got
together, but I'd never buttfucked anybody yet.  I decided it was high time
I started getting some of what I was giving just before I turned off my
brain and fell asleep.

I stood on the back porch of Julian's house facing his mother.  "He's not
here, Vic," she smiled.  "He and Danny went camping out at Danny's folk's
place.  But he'll be back Sunday evening. You can talk to him then."

I returned home a dejected mass off 12 yo boy full of hormones.  Not only
was I not going to get my first feel of butt gripping my dick, I wasn't
even going to have any dick the next two days.

I toyed with the thought of trying something with one of the guys I'd known
since we started school.  But what did I say to him?  I want to suck your
dick?  I want you to cornhole me?  But you've got to keep it quiet?

Sure.  And I was a monkey's uncle if I believed I could get away with
something as obvious as that.  I resigned myself to seeing how many times I
could jack off before the cinema opened.

* * *

Billy Lee stood beside my bed and I was staring at him.  "You what?" I
asked finally, not yet believing that he'd just asked me to cornhole him.

It was Monday morning and the Lees had just returned from North Carolina.
Billy had ridden his bike across town to catch me before I could get up and
go out to the vacant lot.  I'd met him at the door in just my briefs.

"I want you to do it to me.  I want to try it, Vic."

I was hard and tenting the cotton of my underwear wickedly.  "You sure?"
He nodded.  I started to grin.  "Let's get naked then," I suggested as I
locked my bedroom door.

He pulled off his tee-shirt.  "Richard was pushing me non-stop this whole
past week," he explained and toed off his sneakers.

"Why didn't you try it with him?" I asked pushing off my briefs and letting
my dick stand up proud.  "He was the first boy you sucked off."

Billy unhasped his shorts and worked his zipper down.  "That boy gets a
hair up his butt and he doesn't let go of it.  It wouldn't matter to him if
I liked it or not, he'd expect it every time he got hard - once I let him
have it the first time."  His shorts fell to his ankles and he started to
push his underwear over his hips.  "You, I figure I can say that I don't
like it and you'll let it drop."

I was standing there studying his buttcheeks as he stepped out of his
underwear.  They weren't as fine as Richard's, but they were available
which went a long way to making them the most beautiful sight I'd ever
seen.  So, was his dick.  And I'd gone all weekend without any.  I licked
my lips and stroked my 6 incher a couple of times in anticipation.

"I'll try to make it good for you, Billy," I told him.  "But I want to lick
that lollypop of yours too."

He grinned over his shoulder at me and turned around to face me.  "I
thought we could do some of that too."  He laughed.  "And I want some of
your butt too.  Think you can handle a whole morning of non-stop sex?"

"Well-" I prolonged it.  "It might make us sore and be hard on us, but I'll
try to stay up with you."

"Silly!" Billy laughed.  "You just want a chance at my butt.  But you're
going to have to grease it up good and find some way to stretch it."

"Richard didn't-" I grumbled.

"Yeah, but you two were in the pool.  At least, his dick wasn't dry going
in - and neither was your butt."

"Mom has some hand lotion in the bathroom," I offered.  "Think that'll do?"

"It could.  He grinned.  "Go get it and make sure nobody sees you when
you're getting it."  He flicked the tip of my dick and I groaned.

I opened the door carefully and, although I knew no one was home, listened
for any sounds.  I ran to the bathroom then, grabbed the lotion, and ran
back to my room.  Billy locked the door behind me.  We grinned at each
other.  We were still hard.  "Ready?" I asked.

"I suppose," he mumbled and was having a hard time keeping the grin on his
face.  "What do I do first?"

"Get up on the bed.  On your tummy."

"No way!  I'm going to watch you do it."

"Why?"

He sat down on the side of the bed and looked up at me.  "Vic, I only get
to lose my cherry one time.  I want to see it."  He scooted to the center
of the bed.  "Come and get it, big boy," he called, spreading his legs and
grinning at me through them.

I crawled across the bed towards him.  Between his legs, I squirted lotion
on my fingertips and leaned over to take his dick into my mouth.  I sucked
him slowly, taking him down to the root, before I put my fingers to his
pucker and began to rub the lotion around his hole.

"That feels sort of good," he mumbled.

"It'll feel a whole lot better in a minute or two," I told him, pulling off
his pole.  Coordinating things, I went back down on him at the same time I
sent a finger through his hole and into his chute.

Billy jerked like I'd just touched his balls with a live wire.  For a
moment he was hard all over.  Then he relaxed, my finger still buried all
the way in his chute.

I knew there was a spot up his butt somewhere that would be like another
electric shock.  I twisted my finger around in him looking for it.

I found it then.  A sort of rounded ridge that protruded out across the
front of his chute.  He jerked again when I found it.  He shuddered every
time I fingered it.  His dick was letting go a lot of pre-cum that I licked
up.

"Put another finger in me, Vic," Billy groaned and wiggled his butt against
my hand.  "I've never felt anything so good!"

I did.  And while I concentrated on massaging that hard lump in his chute
with both my fingers, he exploded.  His cum gushed into my mouth and I had
to swallow fast to stay up with him.

I licked him clean and started licking up his belly as his breathing
returned to normal.  He grinned.  "If your dick feels as good as your
fingers, I'm going to have one really hard time not becoming a slut."

"You're going to have to be like me, Billy," I told him as I crawled
between his legs.

"How's that?" he asked and pulled his thighs down onto his chest, exposing
his hole for more than just my fingers.

"There's only two of us in this town you can do this with," I told him.
"You start spreading your legs for anybody else and it'll be all over town
like wildfire."

"Put that thing in me, Vic.  I want to know what the real thing feels
like."

I was careful not to hurt Billy.  Once my knob was at his hole, I put a
light, but steady pressure behind it.  He opened up and the head slipped
into him.  He groaned and I stopped, waiting for him to adjust to me being
inside him.

"It's not so bad, Vic," he grunted.  "Give me all of it."

He watched me work the rest of my pole into his chute, my belly getting
closer and closer to his thighs.

He giggled as the top of my pubes touched his ballsac.  "That tickles!"

"How does it feel?" I asked, leaning over him with all 6 of my inches
buried in his butt.

"Full.  Like I haven't taken a crap in ages."

"Grind your butt against me; it'll open you up some more."

He did, and I thought I was going to cum.  I couldn't believe how tight his
chute was on my dick.  It was like a snug glove.  Billy's eyes bulged as he
felt my dickshaft massage that lumpy place up his butt.  He got hard again.
"Fuck me!" he hissed.

I pulled back until just the knob was in him before I pushed my 6 incher
back into him.  Both of his hands found my back and began to caress me from
my shoulders to my buttcheeks.  His eyes closed and his dick bounced across
his belly as I began a slow rhythm in and out of him.

It felt strange - being the fucker.  It was more like jacking off than
getting fucked was.  All of the sensation was centered in my dick and
balls.  I liked it.  I loved the heat and creamy smoothness that encased me
as I pushed all the way into Billy.  The tightness with which his chute
gripped me had my balls riding the shaft of my dick in nothing flat.

I pulled his legs up onto my chest and he crossed his ankles behind my
head.  His head moved from side to side, his mouth slightly open and his
tongue licking his lips.  His dick continued to bounce around on his belly
but it was now leaving little puddles of pre-cum where it landed.  His
balls rode his shaft too.  His body was covered with a light sheen of
sweat.  I smiled down at Billy, proud that he had asked me to be his first
and glad that I was able to give him the pleasure he was obviously feeling.

I leaned closer and licked one of his nipples.  He groaned.  My face moved
across his chest to his other nipple.  He groaned again.  I started moving
back and forth between his nipples while I continued to cornhole him.

My body reached for orgasm.  My breathing became labored and I was fucking
Billy with short, fast strokes.  I was almost there when his chute flexed
against my dick, gripping it tighter than before.  I looked down to see his
pole erupt with a rope of cum.  He gripped me again as I pulled out.

I pushed all the way back into him, my dick throbbing, my balls churning.
I stayed there, buried in him, and let it go.  Wad after wad of jizz shot
into his butt.  I collapsed on top of Billy.

When I'd caught my breath, I rolled off of him, my soft dick pulling out of
his hole with a little popping sound.  Billy turned to face me and smiled.
His finger traced little sworls on my chest.  "That was good, Vic."

"I'm glad you liked it; I know I did."  I grinned back at him.  "Thanks for
asking me to do the honors."

"I guess I know what I'm doing tonight."

"What's that?"

"Spooning up against Richard and letting him have my butt."

A sudden thought struck me and I frowned.  "Now, that you're giving your
brother everything he wants, is there going to be room enough for me?" I
asked.

He looked puzzled.  "What do you mean, Vic?"

"I mean that I like fooling around with both of you.  I liked what we just
did.  And you two are the only guys I can do it with.  I just don't want to
be closed out, now that you're going to get all the dick you want and
Richard is getting all the butt he wants, along with all the blow jobs he
wants."

Billy chuckled.  "Richard and I both like variety - that's how you got
recruited in the first place.  And you've got a nice dick."

"Not as nice as your brother's."

"Yeah, Richard does have a perfect one, doesn't he?"  I nodded.  "But yours
is nice too."  He sat up and looked back down at me.  "Don't worry, Vic, we
won't close you out.  It's just going to be funner now that there are two
of us going all the way."

A surprised look crossed Billy's face and he looked down at his shorts
quickly.  "Does the cum ooze out of your butt, Vic?" he asked hesitantly.

I laughed.  "Yeah.  You'd better get to the bathroom and put a wad of
toilet paper up there or the back of your shorts are going to have a wet
spot where you don't want one."

He shoved himself off the bed and hurried to unlock the door.  I smiled as
he sprang into the hallway and ran to the toilet.


Thank you for reading Chapter 8 of GROWING UP SEXUAL.  I hope you enjoyed
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