Guys that have sucked their friends cocks....

[charlesrstar]

Me and my best friends growing up use to swap blowjobs as often as we could. I am looking for guys that have had similar experiences that would like to exchange stories. Only real stories that aren't exaggerated.

[effinjeff1965]

Yup, my experiences were pretty much the same. I did things with most of my buddies growing up. We saw it as practice for when we got girlfriends, though we all seemed to enjoy it as it was.

[charlesrstar]

Thats amazing! Thank you so much for sharing!

[zuse37]

My best friends and I regularly jerked together throughout high school. I was the only gay male in the group, so one day I joked about sucking them and one of them gave a joking "go for it," when I asked if he was serious he doubled-down. After that I regularly blew them, they never wanted to try since they were all straight but they had no issues jerking each other off.

[wankwank]

me and a mate were playing with ourselves way before we even knew how to masturbate. we found a load of porn mags, it was like someone threw out their porn stash. we gathered up as many as we could and hid them in our hide outs. we were basically tenting in our pants so we took out our cocks and started rubbing our cock heads together.

when we discovered masturbation we turned into two wank addicts. as we got older we tried more things. we didnt quite know how to suck each other off we would basically fuck each others mouths. thrust in and out of our mouths.

this went on right up to about 14 when we started getting girlfriends, even then if we were alone together we would have a play.

[effinjeff1965]

It didn't start with blow jobs. Those came later as things progressed. It started out just with giving each other backrubs and massages that got increasingly naked and increasingly intimate. Sucking was a natural progression. It happened before we knew exactly what masturbation was. It was more that "sexy stuff" gave us boners. And that felt good.

[iamnaked]

I saw a guy get a blow job from a woman in the woods and they caught me watching them. I was 13, I ran away as fast as I could with them laughing away.
I had no inhibitions at all so the next day at the park after school. I found a group of older kids all 15 or 16 I think.
All sitting around a picnic table talking about sex. I told them about me catching that couple.
I was quickly dared to show my penis to the girls. I did and the next thing I know I’m sucking on a boy right there. We became buddies and he figured out I like to show off. Everybody got to watch me suck him off. Soon they had me naked and sucking several guys off at a time.
A teacher caught me doing it and I got sent to counciling. I never changed.

[fantasyroleplay99]

I am hetero but when I was in my mid teens, my buddies would go back to one of my friends houses after basketball practice and after we had showered and gotten in to our shorts and laying down on our beds the stories usually started to get on to which girl we found hot at school and we would share (make up stories of what sex we had) This would always end up with us playing with our dicks and getting hard and watching each other masturbate... One night one of my pals asked if I had ever had a blow job. I hadn't, and he asked if he could give me one.

I was so nervous, but I laid back on the bed and he slowly went up and down on my cock with the most sexual motions and it was amazing, he was doing it for about 3 minutes and I said I couldn't wait anymore and that I was gonna cum. He told me to stop and that he wanted me to suck him. So he turned around onto me and I felt so awkward but I was so turned on that I agreed and just started to suck him off too. I remember him pulling my back deep into his face and I could feel the tip of my cock go right down his throat and it felt like a tight pussy. It was amazing. and I can not lie it was the best oral sex I had ever experienced. When we cum, I was totally weak. and my buddies were like - wow that was such a turn on. They had all masturbated to us have 69 sex. This became our secret pact between us and we did it alot after that.

[norcalman]

My cousin and I grew up together. As we reached puberty, we would compare our cocks. We eventually began jerking off together and then jerking off each other. We saw blow jobs in a porn magazine and wondered what that felt like so we decided to give it a try. He sucked me for awhile and then he said it was my turn. I really didn't like sucking him off but did it since I wanted him sucking my cock. More often than not we would rub our cocks together (frotting) and try and cum at the same time. It was great fun but we stopped doing it together once we got older and had girlfriends.

[iamnaked]

In high school I had a bisexual buddy.
He found out right away all he had to do was come get me. Take all my clothes away from me and I was his naked slave boy for the weekend.
He loved showing me off to his friends of both sexes. He had a gay uncle in his forties that had a place at a nudist park.
On any given weekend there’d be five or six of us teen boys there all swapping blow jobs. The uncle was in heaven.

[charlesrstar]

me and a mate were playing with ourselves way before we even knew how to masturbate. we found a load of porn mags, it was like someone threw out their porn stash. we gathered up as many as we could and hid them in our hide outs. we were basically tenting in our pants so we took out our cocks and started rubbing our cock heads together.

when we discovered masturbation we turned into two wank addicts. as we got older we tried more things. we didnt quite know how to suck each other off we would basically fuck each others mouths. thrust in and out of our mouths.

this went on right up to about 14 when we started getting girlfriends, even then if we were alone together we would have a play.

Wish you were my neighbor growing up! Thanks for sharing!

[charlesrstar]

I saw a guy get a blow job from a woman in the woods and they caught me watching them. I was 13, I ran away as fast as I could with them laughing away.
I had no inhibitions at all so the next day at the park after school. I found a group of older kids all 15 or 16 I think.
All sitting around a picnic table talking about sex. I told them about me catching that couple.
I was quickly dared to show my penis to the girls. I did and the next thing I know I’m sucking on a boy right there. We became buddies and he figured out I like to show off. Everybody got to watch me suck him off. Soon they had me naked and sucking several guys off at a time.
A teacher caught me doing it and I got sent to counciling. I never changed.

Glad to hear nothing ever changed!

[charlesrstar]

My cousin and I grew up together. As we reached puberty, we would compare our cocks. We eventually began jerking off together and then jerking off each other. We saw blow jobs in a porn magazine and wondered what that felt like so we decided to give it a try. He sucked me for awhile and then he said it was my turn. I really didn't like sucking him off but did it since I wanted him sucking my cock. More often than not we would rub our cocks together (frotting) and try and cum at the same time. It was great fun but we stopped doing it together once we got older and had girlfriends.

That's a shame it had to stop! sounds amazing. Thanks for sharing!

[charlesrstar]

In high school I had a bisexual buddy.
He found out right away all he had to do was come get me. Take all my clothes away from me and I was his naked slave boy for the weekend.
He loved showing me off to his friends of both sexes. He had a gay uncle in his forties that had a place at a nudist park.
On any given weekend there’d be five or six of us teen boys there all swapping blow jobs. The uncle was in heaven.

Holy shit that sounds amazing!! So hot that there were several of you at the same time!

[charlesrstar]

I am hetero but when I was in my mid teens, my buddies would go back to one of my friends houses after basketball practice and after we had showered and gotten in to our shorts and laying down on our beds the stories usually started to get on to which girl we found hot at school and we would share (make up stories of what sex we had) This would always end up with us playing with our dicks and getting hard and watching each other masturbate... One night one of my pals asked if I had ever had a blow job. I hadn't, and he asked if he could give me one.

I was so nervous, but I laid back on the bed and he slowly went up and down on my cock with the most sexual motions and it was amazing, he was doing it for about 3 minutes and I said I couldn't wait anymore and that I was gonna cum. He told me to stop and that he wanted me to suck him. So he turned around onto me and I felt so awkward but I was so turned on that I agreed and just started to suck him off too. I remember him pulling my back deep into his face and I could feel the tip of my cock go right down his throat and it felt like a tight pussy. It was amazing. and I can not lie it was the best oral sex I had ever experienced. When we cum, I was totally weak. and my buddies were like - wow that was such a turn on. They had all masturbated to us have 69 sex. This became our secret pact between us and we did it alot after that.

Super hot story! I wish I would have grown up in your neighborhood! Thanks for sharing.

[wyorkswanker]

15 my best mate 16 had a really big cock, I used to suck him off all the time,he wanted to fuck my arse but he was so big I was frightened it would hurt. He was pissed off and started spanking me bare butt,I loved it.

[effinjeff1965]

One buddy was Stewie whose family lived across the street. He was only a few months younger than I was, but he was a grade behind me. He was the youngest of 4 boys in the family. His three older brothers were much older. One was in high school and the other two in college. My parents used to joke that Stewie was an accident since his parents were older when he was born.

Stewie and I hung out and played all the time. We thought nothing of peeing together or changing clothes or getting naked in front of the other. That part wasn’t particularly sexual; it was just what guys did. I remember being in the bathroom with him once when he had to pee. I didn’t have to, so I was just hanging out with him. He had pulled down his pants to pee, and I was looking at his bare butt. As a joke I went over, leaned down and bit one of his butt cheeks. It was just a goof; I didn’t bite hard or anything. I just thought it was funny, though I am pretty sure there was a little thrill that I was biting his bare butt. The kicker was that I had a loose tooth and when I bit Stewie’s butt, my tooth fell out. He thought it was as funny as I did, but when I went home to show my mom that I lost a tooth, I made the mistake of telling her that I lost it when I bit Stewie. She was horrified that I’d bitten him. I tried to calm her down in that we weren’t fighting, but that it was a big joke. She wanted to know where I had bitten him. I lied and said I bit his arm because I wasn’t sure how funny she’d think it was that I bit his bare butt cheek.

I don’t remember if he and I had started our sex play by the time I bit his rear end. Though it was just a goofy thing to do, I had to know he wouldn’t be freaked out that I bit his butt, so it is very likely that we had started playing.
My first memory of us starting sex play came on a sleepover. Our first sleepover started out as a campout in his aunt and uncle’s fishhouse in their backyard. They lived down the block from Stewie’s family. His dad came out to check on us during the night and to see if we had to go to the bathroom. We were both a little spooked to be sleeping outside, so we ended up going into their house and sleeping in Stewie’s bedroom. I don’t remember anything sexual happening that night.
I’m pretty sure it was on another sleepover at Stewie’s where it started. We were in his bedroom, changing into our pajamas to go to bed. Stewie stripped down and took off his underwear. I wasn’t surprised to see him naked, but I was surprised that he took his underwear off to go to bed. I always slept with my underwear on under my pajamas. He was surprised by my surprise and couldn’t believe that I wore underwear to be under my pajamas. I was embarrassed, wondering if I was weird for wearing my underwear, so I slipped off my underwear too. We were both standing there naked. Right at that moment his bedroom door opened and his mom walked in. I was a little mortified to have my friend’s mom see me naked, but Stewie didn’t act like it was strange for his mom to see him, and he made no effort to cover up, so I figured I was the weird one. I put my pajamas on—without underwear, and so did he.

Stewie had two twin beds in his room. He climbed into one bed and I crawled into the other. We lay in the dark and talked. He told me that he was really good at giving back rubs because his dad had taught him how. He asked if I wanted him to show me. I said, “Sure,” and he got up and came over to my bed. He said I needed to take off my shirt and then lie face down on the bed. We didn’t turn on the light, so the experience was more about touch than looking at each other, but I know I could see some of what was going on from the light that came through the window curtains. The tactile experience of touching each other’s bodies is what really stayed with me, I think. I also remember that as our games progressed, we started using a flashlight under the covers.

The backrub started off innocently enough. Stewie straddled my body, resting his rear end on my legs. He rubbed my back and shoulders. He showed me the signature move that his taught had taught him: quick karate chops with both hands up and down my back. He gave me a good rubdown, working his way down to the waistband of my pajama bottoms. As his hands were working my lower back, I started wondering if he’d move down to my butt. I hoped so. Then, yup, he slid his hands over my butt and squeezed my butt cheeks through my pj’s. It was more like a big joke, at least as he played it, but he was also testing the waters to see what I’d be open to. Believe me, I was open. I knew that when we switched places, I could touch his butt too, and it would be okay.

He then ran his hands down my butt and he grabbed one leg and worked his hands down my leg. When he got to my feet, he slid his hands under the bottom of my pajamas and slid his hands up, pushing the leg of my pajamas up, exposing my leg so he could rub it more thoroughly. When the left pant leg was bunched all the way up against my butt, he did the same thing with my right leg. When both legs were exposed, he slid one hand up each pant leg bunched up against my rear end, and he rubbed the bottom curve of my butt. I thought that was great. It felt great, and I couldn’t wait for my turn to do the same thing to him and to explore his body as he was exploring mine.
But first he told me to roll over onto my back and he’d massage my chest and belly. I gladly rolled over for him. He sat on my legs again and leaned forward to massage my chest. He worked my chest and shoulders and worked his way down my stomach to the waistband of my pj’s. He let his hand slip under the band, but in an innocent enough way, though I could tell he was testing the waters again. He pulled his hand out and ran his hands down the front of my pajamas, over my dick. I don’t remember if I had a boner by that point, but probably. He grasped my dick through the fabric and gave it a squeeze. Again, it was all played like a joke and that we were just goofing around. I knew, again, that it would be cool to return the favor when it was my turn.

He ran his hands down my legs from the front and rubbed them. They were still exposed as my pajama legs were still bunched up at the top of my legs. Finally, he stopped and said, “Okay, my turn.”
We switched places. I had him take off his shirt as I had done. We both were now bare-chested, but still with our pajama bottoms on. I left mine bunched up at the top of my legs.
I loved running my hands over his body and working his muscles. I was a lean kid, but Stewie was a little beefier. He wasn’t fat, but his butt was fuller and rounder than mine, and there was just more meat on his bones. I couldn’t wait to knead his butt and his body with my hands. I worked him over as he had worked me, including the karate chop move that he said his dad taught him.

Usually I was hesitant to make the first move, even as I welcomed his moves, but I remember sitting on his legs as he lay face down and saying that it would be easier to get his lower back if his pajama bottoms were pulled down a little. I couldn’t pull them down since they were fastened in the front, so I had him lift up his midsection and I reached under him with both hands to unsnap his pants. Of course, I had to press my body against his to reach. I just remember how amazing it felt to press my full body against his.
I pulled down his pj’s, exposing his butt. By this time I did have a boner, so I had the idea to pull out my wiener and to rub it against his back and butt. I wondered if he would be able to tell it was my dick and not my finger. I pushed my boner down and rubbed it lightly over his back and then over his butt checks and finally up and down his butt crack. Stewie didn’t say anything, and he didn’t stop me, so I figured it was cool, and I thought he just had to know it was my dick and not my finger.

When we switched places again, Stewie said he needed to loosen my pajamas too, and he lay on me and reached underneath and unsnapped my pants. He lay on me, pressing against me and pushing my dick into his hands underneath me. We stayed that way longer than necessary to unfasten my pants, so I knew it felt as good to him as it did to me.
Then, when he was massaging me, I felt him press his boner against my back and butt the same as I had done to him, so I knew I hadn’t gone too far and that he liked it as much as I did. He also lay on me with his boner between my butt cheeks. It felt nice. I remember him saying we had to stay that way for some reason. I don’t remember exactly but it was for some health reason related to massages. It was murky, but who cared? We got to lie together, pressing our bodies together. It was great.

The backrubs continued on subsequent sleepovers. Each time we pushed things a little further. When one of us pushed it, the other always followed along and did the same on their turn. On one sleepover, Stewie said that if I tried sucking his dick, he would suck on mine. I said sure. I don’t think either of us knew about jacking off or orgasms, etc. At least I didn’t. I knew that this sort of sex play got me aroused and gave me a boner, but I didn’t know there could be more to it than that. So I got down and put his dick in my mouth and sucked a little. It was okay, but I liked the backrubs better.
After I had sucked his wiener for a minute or so, I said it was his turn. He leaned over and played with my dick and then he put his mouth on it and sucked me a little. He sat up and crawled over to the edge of the bed against the wall, and he spit on the floor behind the bed. He said, “See, I didn’t enjoy it because it made me puke.” I looked at the floor and it looked more like spit than vomit to me. I figured he just had to put on an act to show he wasn’t a homo, which was funny since it had been his idea to try it. Or maybe I did hit his gag reflex with my dick. Who knows? We may have tried sucking again on other occasions, but I don’t remember for sure. Usually it was just the backrubs that explored each other’s bodies and lying on top of each other, rubbing our dicks together or taking turns rubbing our dicks up and down each other’s butt cracks. Sometimes we tried to actually put our dicks into each other’s butts, but the concept of lube was foreign to us, so we got too tight and couldn’t get our dicks in. Sometimes it just hurt, but other times I liked the pressure of his cock head pressing against my hole.

Over time our games progressed to something we called “giving tours.” We would guide the other guy’s hands to touch our own bodies. I think that evolved into just exploring each other. One would get under the covers with a flashlight and play with the other’s dick and balls until he got an erection. Sometimes we’d rub our faces over the other guy’s dick and so some sucking happened.

There was another guy, Todd, on our block who was friends with us. He was a year older than I. Sometimes all three of us would hang out, but usually it was a case of two-against-one where two of us hung around together and excluded the third. Then, for one reason or another, the dynamic would switch and we’d realign, so that over time we hung out in every combination. I knew that Stewie and Todd played when they hung out, and he knew that Todd and I played when we hung out. I don’t remember being jealous. That was just how it was. I had other buddies from school, so if I was on the outs with Stewie and Todd, I still had my school friends. I had a similar dynamic with two of my friends from school.
We typically played one-on-one. I remember one time when Stewie, Todd, and I were hanging out together and we decided to have a contest to see who could get a boner first. We all pulled down our pants and played with our own dicks. They both got boners right away. For some reason I could not make my dick hard at all. We eventually just pulled our pants back up and kept playing.

We didn’t see it as gay or anything. We all had girls we had crushes on. We looked at it as practice with each other for when we got girlfriends. We knew not to talk about it outside our circle, but I just figured it was something most guys did.

[mash2014]

One buddy was Stewie whose family lived across the street. He was only a few months younger than I was, but he was a grade behind me. He was the youngest of 4 boys in the family. His three older brothers were much older. One was in high school and the other two in college. My parents used to joke that Stewie was an accident since his parents were older when he was born.

Stewie and I hung out and played all the time. We thought nothing of peeing together or changing clothes or getting naked in front of the other. That part wasn’t particularly sexual; it was just what guys did. I remember being in the bathroom with him once when he had to pee. I didn’t have to, so I was just hanging out with him. He had pulled down his pants to pee, and I was looking at his bare butt. As a joke I went over, leaned down and bit one of his butt cheeks. It was just a goof; I didn’t bite hard or anything. I just thought it was funny, though I am pretty sure there was a little thrill that I was biting his bare butt. The kicker was that I had a loose tooth and when I bit Stewie’s butt, my tooth fell out. He thought it was as funny as I did, but when I went home to show my mom that I lost a tooth, I made the mistake of telling her that I lost it when I bit Stewie. She was horrified that I’d bitten him. I tried to calm her down in that we weren’t fighting, but that it was a big joke. She wanted to know where I had bitten him. I lied and said I bit his arm because I wasn’t sure how funny she’d think it was that I bit his bare butt cheek.

I don’t remember if he and I had started our sex play by the time I bit his rear end. Though it was just a goofy thing to do, I had to know he wouldn’t be freaked out that I bit his butt, so it is very likely that we had started playing.
My first memory of us starting sex play came on a sleepover. Our first sleepover started out as a campout in his aunt and uncle’s fishhouse in their backyard. They lived down the block from Stewie’s family. His dad came out to check on us during the night and to see if we had to go to the bathroom. We were both a little spooked to be sleeping outside, so we ended up going into their house and sleeping in Stewie’s bedroom. I don’t remember anything sexual happening that night.
I’m pretty sure it was on another sleepover at Stewie’s where it started. We were in his bedroom, changing into our pajamas to go to bed. Stewie stripped down and took off his underwear. I wasn’t surprised to see him naked, but I was surprised that he took his underwear off to go to bed. I always slept with my underwear on under my pajamas. He was surprised by my surprise and couldn’t believe that I wore underwear to be under my pajamas. I was embarrassed, wondering if I was weird for wearing my underwear, so I slipped off my underwear too. We were both standing there naked. Right at that moment his bedroom door opened and his mom walked in. I was a little mortified to have my friend’s mom see me naked, but Stewie didn’t act like it was strange for his mom to see him, and he made no effort to cover up, so I figured I was the weird one. I put my pajamas on—without underwear, and so did he.

Stewie had two twin beds in his room. He climbed into one bed and I crawled into the other. We lay in the dark and talked. He told me that he was really good at giving back rubs because his dad had taught him how. He asked if I wanted him to show me. I said, “Sure,” and he got up and came over to my bed. He said I needed to take off my shirt and then lie face down on the bed. We didn’t turn on the light, so the experience was more about touch than looking at each other, but I know I could see some of what was going on from the light that came through the window curtains. The tactile experience of touching each other’s bodies is what really stayed with me, I think. I also remember that as our games progressed, we started using a flashlight under the covers.

The backrub started off innocently enough. Stewie straddled my body, resting his rear end on my legs. He rubbed my back and shoulders. He showed me the signature move that his taught had taught him: quick karate chops with both hands up and down my back. He gave me a good rubdown, working his way down to the waistband of my pajama bottoms. As his hands were working my lower back, I started wondering if he’d move down to my butt. I hoped so. Then, yup, he slid his hands over my butt and squeezed my butt cheeks through my pj’s. It was more like a big joke, at least as he played it, but he was also testing the waters to see what I’d be open to. Believe me, I was open. I knew that when we switched places, I could touch his butt too, and it would be okay.

He then ran his hands down my butt and he grabbed one leg and worked his hands down my leg. When he got to my feet, he slid his hands under the bottom of my pajamas and slid his hands up, pushing the leg of my pajamas up, exposing my leg so he could rub it more thoroughly. When the left pant leg was bunched all the way up against my butt, he did the same thing with my right leg. When both legs were exposed, he slid one hand up each pant leg bunched up against my rear end, and he rubbed the bottom curve of my butt. I thought that was great. It felt great, and I couldn’t wait for my turn to do the same thing to him and to explore his body as he was exploring mine.
But first he told me to roll over onto my back and he’d massage my chest and belly. I gladly rolled over for him. He sat on my legs again and leaned forward to massage my chest. He worked my chest and shoulders and worked his way down my stomach to the waistband of my pj’s. He let his hand slip under the band, but in an innocent enough way, though I could tell he was testing the waters again. He pulled his hand out and ran his hands down the front of my pajamas, over my dick. I don’t remember if I had a boner by that point, but probably. He grasped my dick through the fabric and gave it a squeeze. Again, it was all played like a joke and that we were just goofing around. I knew, again, that it would be cool to return the favor when it was my turn.

He ran his hands down my legs from the front and rubbed them. They were still exposed as my pajama legs were still bunched up at the top of my legs. Finally, he stopped and said, “Okay, my turn.”
We switched places. I had him take off his shirt as I had done. We both were now bare-chested, but still with our pajama bottoms on. I left mine bunched up at the top of my legs.
I loved running my hands over his body and working his muscles. I was a lean kid, but Stewie was a little beefier. He wasn’t fat, but his butt was fuller and rounder than mine, and there was just more meat on his bones. I couldn’t wait to knead his butt and his body with my hands. I worked him over as he had worked me, including the karate chop move that he said his dad taught him.

Usually I was hesitant to make the first move, even as I welcomed his moves, but I remember sitting on his legs as he lay face down and saying that it would be easier to get his lower back if his pajama bottoms were pulled down a little. I couldn’t pull them down since they were fastened in the front, so I had him lift up his midsection and I reached under him with both hands to unsnap his pants. Of course, I had to press my body against his to reach. I just remember how amazing it felt to press my full body against his.
I pulled down his pj’s, exposing his butt. By this time I did have a boner, so I had the idea to pull out my wiener and to rub it against his back and butt. I wondered if he would be able to tell it was my dick and not my finger. I pushed my boner down and rubbed it lightly over his back and then over his butt checks and finally up and down his butt crack. Stewie didn’t say anything, and he didn’t stop me, so I figured it was cool, and I thought he just had to know it was my dick and not my finger.

When we switched places again, Stewie said he needed to loosen my pajamas too, and he lay on me and reached underneath and unsnapped my pants. He lay on me, pressing against me and pushing my dick into his hands underneath me. We stayed that way longer than necessary to unfasten my pants, so I knew it felt as good to him as it did to me.
Then, when he was massaging me, I felt him press his boner against my back and butt the same as I had done to him, so I knew I hadn’t gone too far and that he liked it as much as I did. He also lay on me with his boner between my butt cheeks. It felt nice. I remember him saying we had to stay that way for some reason. I don’t remember exactly but it was for some health reason related to massages. It was murky, but who cared? We got to lie together, pressing our bodies together. It was great.

The backrubs continued on subsequent sleepovers. Each time we pushed things a little further. When one of us pushed it, the other always followed along and did the same on their turn. On one sleepover, Stewie said that if I tried sucking his dick, he would suck on mine. I said sure. I don’t think either of us knew about jacking off or orgasms, etc. At least I didn’t. I knew that this sort of sex play got me aroused and gave me a boner, but I didn’t know there could be more to it than that. So I got down and put his dick in my mouth and sucked a little. It was okay, but I liked the backrubs better.
After I had sucked his wiener for a minute or so, I said it was his turn. He leaned over and played with my dick and then he put his mouth on it and sucked me a little. He sat up and crawled over to the edge of the bed against the wall, and he spit on the floor behind the bed. He said, “See, I didn’t enjoy it because it made me puke.” I looked at the floor and it looked more like spit than vomit to me. I figured he just had to put on an act to show he wasn’t a homo, which was funny since it had been his idea to try it. Or maybe I did hit his gag reflex with my dick. Who knows? We may have tried sucking again on other occasions, but I don’t remember for sure. Usually it was just the backrubs that explored each other’s bodies and lying on top of each other, rubbing our dicks together or taking turns rubbing our dicks up and down each other’s butt cracks. Sometimes we tried to actually put our dicks into each other’s butts, but the concept of lube was foreign to us, so we got too tight and couldn’t get our dicks in. Sometimes it just hurt, but other times I liked the pressure of his cock head pressing against my hole.

Over time our games progressed to something we called “giving tours.” We would guide the other guy’s hands to touch our own bodies. I think that evolved into just exploring each other. One would get under the covers with a flashlight and play with the other’s dick and balls until he got an erection. Sometimes we’d rub our faces over the other guy’s dick and so some sucking happened.

There was another guy, Todd, on our block who was friends with us. He was a year older than I. Sometimes all three of us would hang out, but usually it was a case of two-against-one where two of us hung around together and excluded the third. Then, for one reason or another, the dynamic would switch and we’d realign, so that over time we hung out in every combination. I knew that Stewie and Todd played when they hung out, and he knew that Todd and I played when we hung out. I don’t remember being jealous. That was just how it was. I had other buddies from school, so if I was on the outs with Stewie and Todd, I still had my school friends. I had a similar dynamic with two of my friends from school.
We typically played one-on-one. I remember one time when Stewie, Todd, and I were hanging out together and we decided to have a contest to see who could get a boner first. We all pulled down our pants and played with our own dicks. They both got boners right away. For some reason I could not make my dick hard at all. We eventually just pulled our pants back up and kept playing.

We didn’t see it as gay or anything. We all had girls we had crushes on. We looked at it as practice with each other for when we got girlfriends. We knew not to talk about it outside our circle, but I just figured it was something most guys did.

Man, that was hot. I masturbated as I read the story.
Rubbing your cock against another guy, bj, rubbing your cock against the other guy’s butt crack. I'm cumin!!!

[effinjeff1965]

Man, that was hot. I masturbated as I read the story.
Rubbing your cock against another guy, bj, rubbing your cock against the other guy’s butt crack. I'm cumin!!!

Thanks. Sorry it was so long. I like context and what led up to things, but then I get long-winded.

One of my school buddies was David. He lived on a farm outside of town. He felt like an only child because he had 3 older sisters, but they were all married and out of the house when he were kids. His parents had adopted him after the girls were nearly grown. He was something of an artist. He was always drawing in his notebooks. In fifth or sixth grade he showed me a picture he called “Caught in a Barrel.” It was a man who was nude except for a wooden barrel he wore, covering his body. His shoulders and arms were out the top and his legs were visible at the bottom. The barrel was held in place with leather suspenders. David drew it, however, so that we had x-ray vision and could see the man’s body inside. He was nude with a beautiful hairy cock. He seemed to know it was okay to show me the drawing and he was right. I thought it was great.

One day in sixth grade, we were outside the school before it started that day, and David got off his bus and saw me and had me go away from the entrance of the school. He had his gym bag with him. When we got out of sight, he opened his bag and pulled out a copy of Playboy. He said his uncle had given it to him. I had never seen one before. I paged through it really fast, but David grabbed it and put it back in his bag so we wouldn’t get caught. He invited me to spend the night at his place that Friday night and then we could look at it together in private.

That Friday night I rode the bus home with David and had supper with his family. Before supper, he showed me around the farm. He had treehouses he had built in the grove surrounding their house and barns. They were quite elaborate and pretty cool. We went into the barn and up in the hay loft and built a fort with bales of straw. When we had our fort built, he said we should take our clothes off. I was game. We stripped down and ran around the loft naked. I don’t remember messing around at that point, so we just played nude and then got dressed and went for supper.

After we ate, his parents went to bed really early. They were farmers and were early risers, so they went off to bed and we didn’t see them for the rest of the night. We watched the movie, and then we went to his bedroom. He had bunk beds, and I was going to sleep on the top bunk, but first we put on our pajamas and sat next to each other on the side of the bottom bunk. David pulled out the Playboy, and we held it between us and looked at the pictures together. I had seen my mom naked, but I didn’t see her close up like the women in the magazine, so that was pretty cool to me and a new experience. Yes, the women’s crotches were airbrushed, so you saw pubic hair, but not much else, but it was still wild and they had nice tits.

This particular issue of Playboy was the Sex in Cinema issue, so there were a couple of pictures that included naked men. That was pretty cool too. David seemed to like that part too.

Pretty quickly we got boners and in no time, we had stripped off our pajamas and were looking at each other’s boners. Eventually we put the magazine away and he told me to come into the bathroom with him. He said we didn’t have to put our clothes on since his parents wouldn’t come out of their room and they slept hard and wouldn’t hear us. In the bathroom, he pulled out a rubber ball with a nozzle on it. I wasn’t sure what it was for. He told me it was a douche ball that women used. He showed me how he stuck the nozzle in his butt and squeezed air into his rectum. Then he pulled the nozzle out and he could fart long and loud. Well, that was the funniest thing I’d ever seen, and he and I laughed our asses off. He kept shooting air into himself and farting. He told me to try it, but my butthole would tighten up and there was no way that nozzle would go in. Again, it never crossed our minds to try some sort of lubricant, but the nozzle slid into his ass easily enough, so he did to himself. He also had me slide it in him and squeeze the ball to force air into him. It was funny, but also kind of sexy.

We went back into David’s bedroom and we ended up together in the bottom bunk. He asked me to give him a backrub. I was game. It was similar to my play with Stewie where we started off innocently enough and then let our hands roam, allowing us to have plausible deniability if one guy went too far.

David suggested we give each other tours of our bodies. He said he would grab hold of my wrist and guide my hand over my body. It started off innocently enough, since I wasn’t sure if he meant for things to get hot and horny, though I had a pretty good idea that he did, based on the fact that we were looking at each other’s boners as we looked at the Playboy and that we ran around his house naked together.

David moved my hand over the front of his torso, having me feel his chest and nipples. He moved my hand down his belly and then just before it reached his crotch, he steered me over to his right hip. I was a little disappointed, but before I could do anything, he slid my hand over his balls and let it rest there. I started feeling his balls. I remember how silky soft and fleshy his scrotum was. He also had huge balls. They were much bigger than mine. They felt so good that I wanted to rub my face over the soft warm skin, but I didn’t dare.

I felt his boner too. His dick was bigger than mine too, but I just thought that was how it was, and I loved playing with it.
We switched places and so he had me take his wrist and guide his hand all over my body. I tried to do pretty much to him what he had done to me. He needed a lot less prompting, however, and he explored every inch of my body. Then I let go of his wrist and let him explore as he wanted. He stuck his face in my crotch and I felt him put my balls in his mouth. That was crazy. I thought that his balls would be way too big for me to get both of them in my mouth the way he did with mine.
I felt his tongue licking my balls with his lips pressed to my scrotum. I just kept wondering if he’d move up to my dick and maybe even suck it. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. He toyed around with my boner with his hands and then I felt his mouth on it. He slid down until he had the entire length in his mouth. Granted, that was saying much then, but I didn’t know if I could do the same to him since his dick was so much bigger.

When we switched places again and it was my turn to explore, I slid down under the covers to his crotch and rubbed my face all over his balls and scrotum. They were so silky soft. I held on to his boner and rubbed it against my cheek and ran my lips up the side of it and then put my mouth on the head and let it slide in my mouth. It felt interesting, but I wasn’t sure what to do with it at that point. So I sucked a little as he had done with mine and worked my way back up his torso until I was lying on top of hm. We rubbed our boners together. He rolled me over and rubbed his dick up and down my butt crack. It was fun and sexy and felt great. I then returned the favor.

David seemed to be more experienced than I was, but I don’t think he knew about jacking off or orgasms any more than I did. I was oblivious, but I assume now that if he had known about them, he would have shown me. So we just rubbed our bodies together und eventually fell asleep.

The next morning I felt a little weird about things and I couldn’t wait to go home. David and his dad drove me back to town on Saturday morning, and I was glad to go home. I got over it quickly, however, because by Monday at school everything was cool again.

Not long after that he invited me over for another sleepover, and we did pretty much the same things as the last time. That time, however, we ended up in the bottom bunk together again, but we still had our pajamas on. I rolled over, facing away from him, and he got up against me and rubbed his dick against my butt through our pajamas, saying, “Hint hint.” I acted all indignant, and rolled away from him. Lying there, however, I was overcome with lust. He was lying next to me on his stomach. I rolled over and jumped on his back and ground my boner into his rear end. I pulled his pajamas off, and we got naked and explored each other’s bodies as we had done the last time. It felt great.

We had a few more sleepovers like that. Sometimes we would feel weird afterward and cool things for a while. There was another friend, Joe, who I’d hang out with when David and I weren’t hanging out as much, though sometimes Joe and David would hang out without me. David told me that he and Joe messed around like he and I did when Joe stayed over, so I just figured that was how it worked. I don’t remember being jealous of them at all.

Joe and I were good friends, but I don’t remember us having many sleepovers, though I had a strong memory of sleeping out in my backyard in my pup tent with him one night. I don’t remember discussing what would happen that night, but I knew that it was understood we would be fooling around that night. When we got ready for bed, I took my parents’ sleeping bags instead of my own. I took theirs because they could be zipped together to make one big sleeping bag, which they always did on our family camping trips. Joe and I wanted to make one big sleeping bag so we could be in it together. We laid out the sleeping bags and zipped them together. We crawled into the sleeping bag together and undressed inside the bag. We had a flashlight too. We took turns going under the covers and exploring the other guy’s body, focusing, of course, on his dick and balls.

That night with Joe, I went under the covers and felt his body. I didn’t have as much experience with him, so I didn’t want to push too far or have him think I was gay or anything. I breathed on his dick as I held it, hoping my warm breath on him felt good. I pressed my lips against his shaft and moved my mouth up and down on it. I thought that was okay since it wasn't in my mouth exactly, and I wasn't sucking. But I was getting more aroused, so I put my mouth over his hard dick but kept my mouth open so that his dick was in my mouth, but not touching the inside of my mouth. I thought that way he may not know what I was doing. I'm guessing now that he did, but he didn't stop me at any point. I did get brave enough to close my mouth on him, and I remember thinking that it was okay since he didn't stop me. I don't remember leaving it in my mouth too long, partly because it felt different than I'd thought it would. Though I’m pretty sure I had already tried sucking my friend Stewie’s dick by that point, it was like I had forgotten what it was like, so it was a surprise when had Joe’s dick in my mouth. I thought it would be hard and stiff. He was hard as a rock, but his cock felt warm and soft in my mouth. I wasn’t sure I liked it, but I also didn't want to linger in case it made Joe think I was gay.

I know we took turns, but I don't remember who went first under the covers. I don't remember exactly what he did to me either. I think he rubbed his face on my dick as I had done to him, but I don't remember if he put it in his mouth. My strongest memory is of being under the cover of the sleeping bag and exploring his body. Eventually we stopped and didn't say a word. We unzipped the sleeping bags and went to sleep separately. It was similar to my experiences with David where it's hot and sexy, but then it's awkward afterward. I suppose we separated the bags also in case my sister or my folks looked into the tent in the morning and saw us zipped together, but I don't remember us discussing it. It was just that we were done exploring each other and it was time to sleep.

[mash2014]

Man, that was hot. I masturbated as I read the story.
Rubbing your cock against another guy, bj, rubbing your cock against the other guy’s butt crack. I'm cumin!!!

Thanks. Sorry it was so long. I like context and what led up to things, but then I get long-winded.

One of my school buddies was David. He lived on a farm outside of town. He felt like an only child because he had 3 older sisters, but they were all married and out of the house when he were kids. His parents had adopted him after the girls were nearly grown. He was something of an artist. He was always drawing in his notebooks. In fifth or sixth grade he showed me a picture he called “Caught in a Barrel.” It was a man who was nude except for a wooden barrel he wore, covering his body. His shoulders and arms were out the top and his legs were visible at the bottom. The barrel was held in place with leather suspenders. David drew it, however, so that we had x-ray vision and could see the man’s body inside. He was nude with a beautiful hairy cock. He seemed to know it was okay to show me the drawing and he was right. I thought it was great.

One day in sixth grade, we were outside the school before it started that day, and David got off his bus and saw me and had me go away from the entrance of the school. He had his gym bag with him. When we got out of sight, he opened his bag and pulled out a copy of Playboy. He said his uncle had given it to him. I had never seen one before. I paged through it really fast, but David grabbed it and put it back in his bag so we wouldn’t get caught. He invited me to spend the night at his place that Friday night and then we could look at it together in private.

That Friday night I rode the bus home with David and had supper with his family. Before supper, he showed me around the farm. He had treehouses he had built in the grove surrounding their house and barns. They were quite elaborate and pretty cool. We went into the barn and up in the hay loft and built a fort with bales of straw. When we had our fort built, he said we should take our clothes off. I was game. We stripped down and ran around the loft naked. I don’t remember messing around at that point, so we just played nude and then got dressed and went for supper.

After we ate, his parents went to bed really early. They were farmers and were early risers, so they went off to bed and we didn’t see them for the rest of the night. We watched the movie, and then we went to his bedroom. He had bunk beds, and I was going to sleep on the top bunk, but first we put on our pajamas and sat next to each other on the side of the bottom bunk. David pulled out the Playboy, and we held it between us and looked at the pictures together. I had seen my mom naked, but I didn’t see her close up like the women in the magazine, so that was pretty cool to me and a new experience. Yes, the women’s crotches were airbrushed, so you saw pubic hair, but not much else, but it was still wild and they had nice tits.

This particular issue of Playboy was the Sex in Cinema issue, so there were a couple of pictures that included naked men. That was pretty cool too. David seemed to like that part too.

Pretty quickly we got boners and in no time, we had stripped off our pajamas and were looking at each other’s boners. Eventually we put the magazine away and he told me to come into the bathroom with him. He said we didn’t have to put our clothes on since his parents wouldn’t come out of their room and they slept hard and wouldn’t hear us. In the bathroom, he pulled out a rubber ball with a nozzle on it. I wasn’t sure what it was for. He told me it was a douche ball that women used. He showed me how he stuck the nozzle in his butt and squeezed air into his rectum. Then he pulled the nozzle out and he could fart long and loud. Well, that was the funniest thing I’d ever seen, and he and I laughed our asses off. He kept shooting air into himself and farting. He told me to try it, but my butthole would tighten up and there was no way that nozzle would go in. Again, it never crossed our minds to try some sort of lubricant, but the nozzle slid into his ass easily enough, so he did to himself. He also had me slide it in him and squeeze the ball to force air into him. It was funny, but also kind of sexy.

We went back into David’s bedroom and we ended up together in the bottom bunk. He asked me to give him a backrub. I was game. It was similar to my play with Stewie where we started off innocently enough and then let our hands roam, allowing us to have plausible deniability if one guy went too far.

David suggested we give each other tours of our bodies. He said he would grab hold of my wrist and guide my hand over my body. It started off innocently enough, since I wasn’t sure if he meant for things to get hot and horny, though I had a pretty good idea that he did, based on the fact that we were looking at each other’s boners as we looked at the Playboy and that we ran around his house naked together.

David moved my hand over the front of his torso, having me feel his chest and nipples. He moved my hand down his belly and then just before it reached his crotch, he steered me over to his right hip. I was a little disappointed, but before I could do anything, he slid my hand over his balls and let it rest there. I started feeling his balls. I remember how silky soft and fleshy his scrotum was. He also had huge balls. They were much bigger than mine. They felt so good that I wanted to rub my face over the soft warm skin, but I didn’t dare.

I felt his boner too. His dick was bigger than mine too, but I just thought that was how it was, and I loved playing with it.
We switched places and so he had me take his wrist and guide his hand all over my body. I tried to do pretty much to him what he had done to me. He needed a lot less prompting, however, and he explored every inch of my body. Then I let go of his wrist and let him explore as he wanted. He stuck his face in my crotch and I felt him put my balls in his mouth. That was crazy. I thought that his balls would be way too big for me to get both of them in my mouth the way he did with mine.
I felt his tongue licking my balls with his lips pressed to my scrotum. I just kept wondering if he’d move up to my dick and maybe even suck it. I didn’t have to wait long to find out. He toyed around with my boner with his hands and then I felt his mouth on it. He slid down until he had the entire length in his mouth. Granted, that was saying much then, but I didn’t know if I could do the same to him since his dick was so much bigger.

When we switched places again and it was my turn to explore, I slid down under the covers to his crotch and rubbed my face all over his balls and scrotum. They were so silky soft. I held on to his boner and rubbed it against my cheek and ran my lips up the side of it and then put my mouth on the head and let it slide in my mouth. It felt interesting, but I wasn’t sure what to do with it at that point. So I sucked a little as he had done with mine and worked my way back up his torso until I was lying on top of hm. We rubbed our boners together. He rolled me over and rubbed his dick up and down my butt crack. It was fun and sexy and felt great. I then returned the favor.

David seemed to be more experienced than I was, but I don’t think he knew about jacking off or orgasms any more than I did. I was oblivious, but I assume now that if he had known about them, he would have shown me. So we just rubbed our bodies together und eventually fell asleep.

The next morning I felt a little weird about things and I couldn’t wait to go home. David and his dad drove me back to town on Saturday morning, and I was glad to go home. I got over it quickly, however, because by Monday at school everything was cool again.

Not long after that he invited me over for another sleepover, and we did pretty much the same things as the last time. That time, however, we ended up in the bottom bunk together again, but we still had our pajamas on. I rolled over, facing away from him, and he got up against me and rubbed his dick against my butt through our pajamas, saying, “Hint hint.” I acted all indignant, and rolled away from him. Lying there, however, I was overcome with lust. He was lying next to me on his stomach. I rolled over and jumped on his back and ground my boner into his rear end. I pulled his pajamas off, and we got naked and explored each other’s bodies as we had done the last time. It felt great.

We had a few more sleepovers like that. Sometimes we would feel weird afterward and cool things for a while. There was another friend, Joe, who I’d hang out with when David and I weren’t hanging out as much, though sometimes Joe and David would hang out without me. David told me that he and Joe messed around like he and I did when Joe stayed over, so I just figured that was how it worked. I don’t remember being jealous of them at all.

Joe and I were good friends, but I don’t remember us having many sleepovers, though I had a strong memory of sleeping out in my backyard in my pup tent with him one night. I don’t remember discussing what would happen that night, but I knew that it was understood we would be fooling around that night. When we got ready for bed, I took my parents’ sleeping bags instead of my own. I took theirs because they could be zipped together to make one big sleeping bag, which they always did on our family camping trips. Joe and I wanted to make one big sleeping bag so we could be in it together. We laid out the sleeping bags and zipped them together. We crawled into the sleeping bag together and undressed inside the bag. We had a flashlight too. We took turns going under the covers and exploring the other guy’s body, focusing, of course, on his dick and balls.

That night with Joe, I went under the covers and felt his body. I didn’t have as much experience with him, so I didn’t want to push too far or have him think I was gay or anything. I breathed on his dick as I held it, hoping my warm breath on him felt good. I pressed my lips against his shaft and moved my mouth up and down on it. I thought that was okay since it wasn't in my mouth exactly, and I wasn't sucking. But I was getting more aroused, so I put my mouth over his hard dick but kept my mouth open so that his dick was in my mouth, but not touching the inside of my mouth. I thought that way he may not know what I was doing. I'm guessing now that he did, but he didn't stop me at any point. I did get brave enough to close my mouth on him, and I remember thinking that it was okay since he didn't stop me. I don't remember leaving it in my mouth too long, partly because it felt different than I'd thought it would. Though I’m pretty sure I had already tried sucking my friend Stewie’s dick by that point, it was like I had forgotten what it was like, so it was a surprise when had Joe’s dick in my mouth. I thought it would be hard and stiff. He was hard as a rock, but his cock felt warm and soft in my mouth. I wasn’t sure I liked it, but I also didn't want to linger in case it made Joe think I was gay.

I know we took turns, but I don't remember who went first under the covers. I don't remember exactly what he did to me either. I think he rubbed his face on my dick as I had done to him, but I don't remember if he put it in his mouth. My strongest memory is of being under the cover of the sleeping bag and exploring his body. Eventually we stopped and didn't say a word. We unzipped the sleeping bags and went to sleep separately. It was similar to my experiences with David where it's hot and sexy, but then it's awkward afterward. I suppose we separated the bags also in case my sister or my folks looked into the tent in the morning and saw us zipped together, but I don't remember us discussing it. It was just that we were done exploring each other and it was time to sleep.

I love the details you put into your narration. I'm so turned on. I'm with the family next to me so I can't even touch myself.


When I was maybe in 4th grade I had the hots for a kid in my classroom. He was kind of cute. I dreamed that we would touch each other just the way you’ve described. Thing was I didn’t know much about sex. I know I wanted to touch his penis and o wanted him to touch mine. Up until then I had not ever had an orgasm or ejaculate. I think it was the cuteness in him.

If you have more stories, please share them. They are so well described that I feel I am there with you and the boys. But now, I have orgasms.