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Three Together

Part Two

(By Robby)

Now that Nick has told you how me and Peter met him, it's my turn to add to the story. First, though, I should tell you some more about us. Peter is my best friend and the horniest kid I ever met, even though he can't even squirt yet. We met three years ago when he moved into the apartment house where I lived and wound up in the same class at school too.

Like I said, Peter is very horny. The first time he came to my house he got me to pull my pants down for him and wound up sucking my dick. We were only nine then, and I didn't even know people did that kind of stuff. I remember how it happened.

We were in my room just hanging out with nothing much to do, and he asked if I wanted to arm wrestle. I was bigger than him, so I said okay, and we did, and I won. Well, before I know what's happening he gets up and pulls down his pants and starts wiggling his bare ass around. "What are you doing?" I ask him, and he says that's how they play arm wrestle in his old neighborhood -- the loser has to show the winner his ass and his "boner."

Well, I was pretty lame back then, but I knew what a boner was, and his little dick was sticking up so stiff you could have hung your hat on it. "Okay," he says, "now we'll try it with our left hands." Well, I didn't know it, but he was a lefty, and he beat me.

I felt embarrassed about pulling down my pants, but he had done it so I did it too. "No fair," he says, "you don't have a boner." Sure enough, I was soft. I tried pulling on it to make it hard, but it wasn't working, I guess I was too nervous. And then Peter says "I can make it hard for you."

Well I guess you know what happened next. He got down on his knees in front of me and took my dick in his mouth and started tickling it with his tongue. Right away I pulled myself out of his mouth. "Hey," I said, "that tickles."

"But it's starting to work," he answers. Sure enough, I look at my dick and it's almost all hard. "Come on," he says, "don't be a baby. Let me do it some more." I let him do it again, only this time the tickling felt pretty good -- only then we heard my mother yell from the other room asking what the hell we were doing in there, so we had to stop.

To be honest, I thought Peter was pretty weird, but we kept going to each other's houses and we got to be best friends right away. We did a lot of fooling around when we had a chance, especially when one of us got to sleep over the other one's house. We had to be real quiet, though, so our mothers wouldn't hear.

I liked going to Peter's better than staying at my house. I hate being there when my mother gets drunk, and Peter has a lot of good stuff. Both our mothers are divorced, but his dad sends a nice check every month and a lot of good presents. My mother supports us by writing shitty romance novels, one after the other, at least when she's sober enough to type. It's not a great living.

Anyway, Peter showed me a lot of neat tricks we could do to each other with our lips and our tongues and our fingers. The first time he licked my butthole I thought he was crazy, but it didn't take long before I was doing it to him too, and fingering him as deep as I could. What he really wanted was my cock up his ass, but I was too little back then. All I could get in was the very end, and that kept falling out.

Peter thought sucking my cock might make it grow faster, so he made sure to suck it every chance he could. I did the same for him, of course, but neither one of us got any bigger until this year, when I started to grow real fast. Now I could fuck him, and he could even fuck me a little, but we hardly ever got the chance to really go at it.

That's what our camping trip was supposed to be for. We would go out in the woods where it was nice and private and we could do whatever we wanted as loud as we wanted for the whole weekend. It was hard to talk our mothers into letting us go, but we finally did it. You can imagine how we felt when it started raining and the shelter we meant to stay in was all broken down. Lucky we found Nick, and lucky Peter had the balls to keep trying until we found out Nick was cool.

Nick's dick looked really big to me when it was hard, but since Nick's is the only grown-up stiffie I've seen so far, I can't really say how it compares to other men. Just the same, as soon as I saw Peter sucking on it, I knew that sooner or later I would have to find out just how far it would fit up Peter's ass.

Nick already told you how Peter set it up so they could 69 while I was fucking Peter full blast. From my position I could watch Peter doing Nick's blow job. He was squeezing the base of Nick's cock with his left hand, and he was squeezing Nick's big balls with his right, and I couldn't believe how much of Nick's big dick he could get inside his mouth at one time! It must have been almost going down his throat, far enough so he should have gagged, but he didn't.

I was fucking Peter harder and faster than I'd ever been able to do at home, and his tight little asshole kept trying to suck my dick in further and further. When Nick's finger went up my ass I felt like shock waves passed through my body, and I think I must have been screaming, it felt so good. Peter must have sucked Nick especially good about then, because Nick's knees came up and his thighs closed around the sides of Peter's head.

I quickly wet my finger and felt around for Nick's hole, which I knew was wide open right then. When I slid it home, his asshole felt just as tight as Peter's. It sucked at my finger the same way Peter's hole was sucking at my dick. Nick's whole body started to buck, and I could see his cock and balls throbbing in Peter's hands as he squirted his juice in my friend's mouth. I couldn't hold back any longer, and I let all my juice go into Peter's ass. In the four months or so I'd been able to squirt, it was absolutely the best I'd ever felt it.

As I was cumming, I sort of hoped I would get to see some of Nick's juice, mostly to see if it looked the same as mine. No such luck, because Peter swallowed every last drop, and kept trying to get more even as Nick's dick started getting softer. When Peter finally let it out of his mouth, he gave it a little kiss, like he was saying "Thank you" or something. Peter's my best friend, but sometimes he's weird.

Like Nick already told you, Peter was ready for more, but Nick and me needed a rest. We cleaned up a little with a wet washcloth and a towel. I know it sounds funny, but none of us likes to suck a cock after it's been up someone's ass without a little cleaning up, even though we'll stick our tongues right up the same hole where the cock had been.

I will tell you what happened later, but not right now. Putting our story on the internet was Peter's idea, and his turn comes next. He says we have to take turns telling about what happened, so that's what we're doing. He really likes the idea of strange men jerking off from reading about what we did, and it's his turn next to say what it was like. So I guess the next time I talk to you will be part 5. So long now.

(To be continued. Your comments are welcome: heedon@tormail.org )