know everyone wants to hear all about that night that I lost my
virginity to my bf, and I will tell you about it in a minute, but first
I want to tell you about some other things that were going on in my
First of all, remember I was only twelve
years old and up till I met Buster I had been just a regular kid who
liked the same things that other kids liked and my life was pretty
normal. Of course puberty had a lot to do with the way things turned
out too, oh and of course that fact that I'm gay.
It seemed like all of a sudden sex was
the most important thing in my life, well, and love....for Buster. The
thing with my little bro's feet didn't help things either. I was not
only sexually active, but guilty of incest too. Wow, I guess I was one
messed up kid. Funny thing is though, I didn't feel as messed up I
should have. I guess once you find out you're a certain way it just
seems normal to you, no matter what other people think. Of course I was
surrounded by other boys who liked the same stuff and so they weren't
giving me any grief over it, but I knew that most of the kids at school
would demolish my rep if they found out. I mean I bet there were other
kids like me and Buster, but we weren't exactly advertising for them.
For one thing, we had each other and for another there just wasn't
enough time or opportunity to look for kids like us. But what we didn't
know then was that someone had been noticing us and soon we would find
out we were definitely not alone.
I guess the reason I stopped to tell you
all this is because I want you to know that I wasn't a bad person,
still aren't but that I did make some mistakes and I wasn't always
perfect. I tried my best to be a good bf to Buster, and good big
brother to Joey, and a decent kid all around, but the kind of secrets I
was keeping (we were keeping) eventually took it's toll on me.
Enough about that, I know you want to
hear the sex stuff, so here goes.
Remember what I said before: I fell asleep right there laying on my
boyfriend and when I woke up later he was still there under me and he
looked up at me and smiled and I knew right then and there that it was
time to loose my virginity to the boy I loved.
Our bodies were like glued together by our dried cum
but it felt sexy and I liked the smell. It was sort of crusty now and
there was a lot of it but I didn't mind right then. I could feel our
pee boners pressing together and it sort of hurt and fell good at the
I kissed him on the mouth and we played tonsil
hockey for a few minutes then I broke it up and I went to pee. I peed
and took a wet washcloth and washed the cum off my chest and belly then
washed my privates and my butt just for good measure. I didn't
know anything about inside hygiene then, but I had taken a dump earlier
that day and after I showered I had soaped up a finger and stuck it up
there to clean my poop chute so I thought I was pretty clean. I brushed
my teeth and gargled with Scope and Buster came in then and started
peeing....and peeing...and peeing...lol. It's amazing what six sodas
will do to a guy.
He moved up beside me at the sink and washed his
hands and looked at me in the mirror and smiled that sexy smile that
makes me love him so much and my boner was coming back. So was
his and I reached down and gave it a little squeeze and he yelped, then
I ran off to the bedroom and got ready for him.
He came back about ten minutes later and I could
tell he had cleaned up too and his breath smelled like scope too, I
guess we think alike. I was laying on the bed all spread out and he
knelt down between my legs and gave my boner a lick before rolling over
"Cock teaser," I said giggling.
"Not a tease, just a preview....unless you got
something else in mind."
"Actually, I do," I said mysteriously.
He raised his eyebrows like he always does and said,
"Want some of my money maker again?"
"Actually, I have a better idea....if you're up for
it," I said twanging his cute boner.
"Uhhh.......I'm up, I'm up...what is it?" he asked
excitedly. I still don't think he had a clue what was about to happen.
"Mmmmm...hand me the hand lotion," I said sitting
up. He looked at me curiously but grabbed the lotion and handed it to
me and smiled. I think he thought he was about to get a good fapping
from his bf.
I squeezed some of the lotion on my hands and rubbed
them together to warm it up a bit before slicking up his boner really
good. He moaned a little and I smiled at him. Then I handed the lotion
to buster and told him to squeeze some on his middle finger. I think he
might have been catching on by then cause he was shaking a little as he
took that bottle and squeezed out way too much for his finger. The
excess dripped down on his leg and I reached over and dipped my finger
in it and applied that to his dick head.
"Whaat am I doing?" he sort of stammered.
I rolled over onto my tummy and raised my little
rear and looked back at him. "Can't you guess lover?"
"Are you sure? he said trembling now, "I promise I
won't hurt you if you want to do it, but you don't have to, there is
plenty of time to decide."
"I want it....more than anything in the world. So,
quit being greedy and let me have some of the fun too."
He was grinning like an idiot as he knelt behind me
and started rubbing his finger against my pucker. I don't know what I
expected but it didn't hurt, it felt great. Of course he hadn't stuck
it in yet, he was just rubbing around all over it and that was so hot.
When he got it good and greased he squeezed a little more on his finger
before he tried to put it in and it slid in easily. It felt strange,
sort of like when you poop, and that's actually kind of a good feeling
(blush). I felt him push it further inside and then I felt the rest of
his hand on my butt and I knew he was all the way in. He kept his
finger in there and just wiggled it around and I felt him touch
something that felt different, and made me feel like I needed to pee
I gritted my teeth and then the feeling passed and
it felt really, really good. I guessed that was the thing that could
make you come from being fucked, a prostrate or something like
that. After a while he pulled his finger out and I heard it make a sort
of plopping noise and I giggled and he slapped my ass. Was this it? Was
little Dommie about to loose his cherry?
I heard Buster squirt more lotion and then I felt
something at the back door but it wasn't his boner, it was two of his
fingers and it took him a little longer to work them in, but they fit
just fine and it didn't hurt at all. I just felt full and this time he
didn't touch that one spot so I didn't feel like I had to pee, but the
rest felt really good. He sort of moved his fingers in and out for a
little while then he leaned in and whispered, "Are you okay? Does
"I'm good, it feels awesome." I said truthfully.
I guess he believed me because he kept on doing it
and after a little while longer he decided I was ready for the real
thing. I felt his fingers pull out and I figured it was time and
my stomach churned a little and it was my time to tremble. I felt his
soft warm hands on my butt then and he rubbed the lotion from his
fingers into my skin. He didn't stop there though, he leaned forward
and started massaging my back and shoulders and all the time I could
feel his boner dragging up and down my butt crack, sort of teasing me.
I relaxed as he massaged my back and by the time his
hands reached my butt I was ready for anything. I sighed and felt so
relaxed and happy and if I hadn't been so excited about getting fucked,
I might've fallen asleep. Eventually he gave my butt a little slap to
let me know the pampering was over and he was ready to get down to
business and I was as ready as he was.
I felt something cold on my pucker as he squeezed a
little more lotion on it and then I felt the head of his cock press
against my hole. I tensed up but he had anticipated that and he slapped
my butt and told me to relax, and told me again that he wouldn't hurt
me...no matter what and he added that if it got to bad to just tell him
and he'd stop. I didn't tell him that I had already decided that no
matter how much it hurt I wouldn't stop and I just nodded.
He ran his dick up and down my crack for a long time
just to get me used to the feel of it and I was getting really anxious
and I was glad when he finally began. At first he just placed his cock
head against my pucker and sort of slid around in a circular motion.
Even that felt good and the longer he did it the more I wanted it
inside me. I let him do it his way though and I didn't try to
force him to hurry. For one thing, I knew that he had more experience
at this, and for another I wanted this to last as long as possible.
I was so busy thinking about how good it felt and
how much I loved Buster and I almost missed it when he finally started
to slip in. My attention went straight back to my butt and I almost
tensed up again, but then I remembered that I read somewhere on the
web, that you should bear down like you were gonna poop and it would
slide in and that's what I did and guess what? It worked.
Just the head was in now and he stopped and waited
for a minute or two to let me get used to that before he pushed a
little more in. I couldn't believe it didn't hurt or that it felt so
good, but I remembered what Joey had said about knowing you were gay if
you liked that butt stuff, so I guessed maybe gay boys just naturally
took to getting a boner up the butt...lol.
I raised my butt up a little as he pushed on in
and then I felt his balls against my butt cheeks and I knew I had all
4.5 inches of Buster Weenie in my tight little hole and I giggled.
"What's so funny?" Buster asked in a dreamy sort of
"I did it...and it didn't hurt at all. My boyfriend
is fucking me and it feels sooooo good, and I'm so happy."
He chuckled, "Yeah, it was easier than I thought. I
thought there'd be screaming and blood everywhere," he teased.
"I would have let you do it if that's what it took,
" I admitted, but we didn't discuss it then cause Buster started
His strokes were slow and shallow at first and I
loved how it felt having him on top of me and inside me. It is like the
most amazing feeling in the world and now I understand why woman like
to get fucked by men. I could never do that...fuck a woman or girl, but
I totally understand it. I cold feel his hot breath on my neck and it
tickled then he started kissing my neck and shoulders and sort of
drooling on me, but I didn't mind. I loved it actually and when he
raised up on his arms suddenly his boner was deep inside me and that
He started moving faster then and I could feel his
balls slapping against my butt with every downward stroke. His dick
moving in and out of me was making a wet slapping sound, almost like
fapping but way sexier and that was driving us both mad. My boner was
leaking pre-cum like crazy and pressing into the bed and that felt
really good but I didn't want to come like that, I had other plans for
my next load of cum.
Buster was sort of moaning now and moving faster and
faster and jarring me and the bed and the bookcase headboard was
banging against the wall and I wondered if Joey was awake and knew what
was going on. Somehow that got me even hornier and I even wished I
hadn't locked the door so he could sneak in and watch. I had so may
things spinning around in my head and so many feelings running through
my body that it was like being high or drunk or something. Well, at
least that's what I've heard it's like, I've never been either.
So Buster is fucking me like a rabbit now and
bodies are slapping together and we're sweating like mad and it feels
soooo good and I know it feels even better for Buster and that makes me
happy knowing I am giving him such an amazing feeling then he cries
out, "I'm cominggggg." and he pushed in with a grunt and I could
feel his hot cum shooting inside my guts and it was so amazing that I
almost came myself, but not quite, and I'm glad for that cause Buster's
ass is mine when he gets done.
He shoots about three more squirts and then he falls
down on me and just lays there like a beached whale, lol, but I don't
care. I know how good it felt when I collapsed on top of him and I hope
it feels as good for him. I can feel his heart beating against my back
and our sweat is cooling in the night air and I have never felt so
relaxed or happy in my whole life.
Buster doesn't fall asleep on me like I did him and
I am glad because when he pulls his already shrinking dick out and
rolls over on his back, I cover him and start kissing him. I use my
tongue a lot and even though he is still out of breath from fucking he
returns the kiss and the tongue and then he pushes my face back and
says, "I suppose you want a crack at my money maker now?"
I grinned, "No hurry, we got all night."
He didn't want to wait all night though and he
raised his legs and I grabbed the lotion and before he knew what hit
him I was on him and in him....lol. He was so loose I didn't even have
use my finger and I hoped I would be that way soon. Well, I
intended to get plenty of practice that weekend and every chance we got
after that so I just knew it wouldn't be long till I was as loose as
I won't bore you with my fucking Buster's
ass....lol, but it was every bit as good as the first time and before
the weekend was over we had done it to each other twice more, plus some
other stuff that I will tell you about later, but now I want to
talk about what happened with Joey.
Buster and I were up pretty late that first night
and so we slept kind of late the next day. My mom let us sleep in
because she still didn't feel too good, I think she had a cold or
something, and we didn't get up till like ten o'clock. I could hear
Joey in the bathroom around 8 but he didn't come in even though I had
left the door unlocked when I got up to pee about 6. I guess he went
back to bed or downstairs cause I didn't hear him any more after that.
Buster was snoring and looked so peaceful and I just
laid there and watched him for a minute or two before I snuggled up to
him and went back to sleep. I felt him leave at one point and I
remember hearing the toilet flush but I dozed off and don't remember
him coming back to bed but later when I woke up he was there all soft
and warm and it felt so good.
There was sunlight coming through the window and I
heard birds singing and I felt so happy just to be alive and with
Buster and I didn't think about all the stuff I'd been worried about
right then. I stretched and noticed my bottom was a little sore and
some of what happened that night before came back to me and I smiled.
Buster's eyes slowly opened and he smiled over at me and I leaned
in and kissed him. It felt so good and right.
"What time is it anyway?"
"Umm about ten, you ready to get up?"
Buster stretched then and I felt his morning wood
pushing against my leg. I reached down and grabbed it and he pushed
against my hand. I wanted to fap him or suck him or something but he
had to go pee really bad and when he came back we were both out of the
mood. We got up and I suggested we take a shower to get rid of the
evidence, lol and we sort of messed around in the shower, but it was
mostly kissing and rubbing on each other and we didn't get off...then.
We dried each other's back and got dressed and went
downstairs to see what we could find to eat. After a night of sex, we
were starved. Mom was sitting at the breakfast bar drinking coffee and
she smiled when she saw us and motioned us over for a hug and kiss. My
mom was like that, she always treated my friends like they were her
kids too. She always told them the first time they visited they were
guests and after that they were family.
She surprised us by having waffles already made and
they were warming in the oven. She microwaved some bacon and we had
waffles with peanut butter and syrup and big glasses of Sunny D. We
were stuffed when we got up and it was Buster who insisted we do the
dishes and clean up since mom didn't feel well. She kissed him on the
forehead and gave him another hug and told him how sweet he was and I
was grinning. Man, it was great, even my rents liked my bf.
I wondered where Joey was but we were kind of busy
cleaning up so I didn't start looking for him till we were done. He
wasn't upstairs or out back but when we went out front he was there
with Joe shooting hoops in the basket on the front of the garage. Me
and Buster joined them and played teams for a little while then we took
turns playing one on one. I beat Buster once but he beat me three
times. Joe and Joey were about equally matched but when we switched
off I beat Joe two out of three times and Buster beat Joey all three.
But neither of them got mad or anything and we sat on
the stoop and drank Gatorade and chilled for a little while and talked.
Mom was upstairs resting and we were the only ones around but we kept
it quiet anyway.
"Buster is Dommie's boyfriend now," Joey said softly
to Joe, "like we are."He said then reached over and took Joe's hand in
his. I figured Joe would jerk it away but he let Joey hold it and he
didn't even seem to care.
"Cool," Joe said grinning, "you guys have sex last
I blushed and just grinned, but Buster leaned in and
said, "Three times, and the weekend aint over yet."
I saw a strange look on Joey's face but Joe was
grinning as wide as if he was the one having sex. Then again, maybe he
was. I didn't know if him and Joey had had a chance lately, but I knew
they did it every chance they got, or at least that's what Joey told me.
We talked about non-sex stuff then, video games,
movies, school, all that normal stuff and then about noon Joe had to go
home and then to his grandma's. Joey went in to use the bathroom and
Buster suggested we go hide form him and see if he could find us. I
thought that sounded okay, but it turned out it was a big mistake.
We ran to the backyard and looked around for a place
to hide and decided on the garage. Our garage is detached from the
house and is big enough for two cars and it even has a loft inside
where dad stores lumber and stuff. There is a narrow staircase leading
up to it and it is kind of hidden from view. We ran up the stairs and
found a good place to hide behind a couple of sheets of plywood that
dad bought to make lawn plaques out of but never got around to.
It was stuffy up there but not too warm and we sat
and waited and before long we started kissing and grabbing at each
other. We were giggling and I told Buster we better be quiet or Joey
would hear us cause the garage door was up and he made a zipping motion
across his lips and then giggled through locked lips. We quieted down
but kept messing with each other and waited.
I guess we lost track of time because the next time
I looked at my watch it was after 1 and I told Buster we should just go
because Joey either didn't come looking for us or he gave up. We came
down the stairs laughing and pushing each other and then went inside to
get a drink. I didn't see Joey anywhere downstairs so I suggested we go
up to my room and pee and see if he was up there. I don't know why that
was so important at the moment, but it was. I had a sick feeling in my
stomach and turns our I had a good reason.
I heard Joey before I ever saw him. As I entered the
bathroom I heard him crying in his room on the other side of the door.
Buster heard it too and he looked at me and shrugged. We peed and
Buster went into my room, but not before he told me I should go check
on Joey. He didn't have to tell me that but I was glad he understood.
I slid the door open slowly and looked inside. He
was curled up on his bed and crying softly. He saw me and buried his
head under the covers to muffle his crying and I felt like crying
myself. I slid the door closed and walked over to the bed and sat down
in front of him and just sat there a minute trying to think what to
say. I turned to the lump under the covers and reached up and pulled
the covers down a little. He tried to pull them back up, and when he
couldn't stop me he turned his face away from me. I reached up
rubbed his back and he let out a little chocked sob.
"Hey, what's wrong Joey?" I said softly, "We were
just messing with you. We thought you'd find us in a few minutes,
honest." I said sincerely.
"You don't like me any more do you?" he wailed.
"What? Don't be crazy, I love you little bro. Why
would you think that? Haven't I told you enough times," I was a little
annoyed that he would think that after all the talks we'd had.
"I.....kkkknow," he sobbed, "but you want to spend
all your time with Buster now." What he had said was crazy and we both
"I see you every day, we live together and we're
tight. We even...you know, do stuff together." I said making a decision
that if that was what it took to keep Joey happy I would do that again
"But you saaaiid, we shouldn't do that any more and
what about Buuuster?" he blubbered.
"I can't keep it a secret and I won't lie, if he
says I shouldn't then I won't, but I don't think he will care."
"I'm sorry Dommie, I don't mean to be a baby...." he
said wiping his eyes and smiling sadly, "It's just.....I love you so
much bubber....." he said and then cried some more.
I grabbed him and pulled him to me and he felt bigger than
the last time I remembered holding him. He was growing up fast but he
still acted like a little kid sometimes. I kissed his forehead and he
melted into me and except for a few hiccups he was done crying. I held
him for a long time and then I pulled him up and looked into his eyes,
"You gonna be okay now. I love you but Buster is my boyfriend now and
he will be around here a lot, just like Joe is, and I want you guys to
be friends too."
"I like Buster, I think he's....cute...sexy
really,"he giggled. "Maybe the three of us could do stuff...or with Joe
My dick stirred when he said that. I guess I was
becoming a little sex maniac, cause sex with my little bro and his
boyfriend sounded soooo hot.
"I don't know, that's a lot to think about, but
first things first. First I tell Buster about what we already did and
"Okay Dommie, I won't cry no more. I'm sorry....I'm
just a baby."
I reached in and kissed his face and he surprised me
by turning his head and kissing me on the lips. At first I thought it
was a mistake or that he just meant to give me a quick one but when he
stuck his little tongue in my mouth I knew what he was up to. I tried
to resist, but damn it, I'm just a freaking sex addict and his lips
were so soft and his warm little body was pressing against me and I was
rock hard by then and there was no going back.
I must've been in Joey's room the better part of an
hour and when I slid open the door and walked into my room Buster was
laying on my bed watching TV. He looked up and smiled and melted my
heart, he was so handsome and so sexy but we had a lot to talk about
and here wasn't the place.
"Up for a bike ride?" I asked without explaining
anything that had just happened in Joey's room.
"Where to?" he asked simply.
"The park....I'll explain when we get there."
"Lead on lover," he said and I loved him so much
right then for being such a good friend and better boyfriend.
I found mom and told her we were going and asked
Joey if I could borrow his bike and he gave me a hug and told me I
have anything that was his anytime. I smiled and told him we'd be back
in an hour or two and he nodded.
I rode Joey's bike and Buster rode mine the short
distance to the park and when we got there I remembered the last time
I'd been there and what had happened with the cute teenager in the
bathroom. I hoped he wouldn't be there today, but what were the
chances? We rode our bikes up to the bleachers at the little baseball
field there and climbed to the top row. Fortunately there was no one
playing ball today and the only other person in the park was a man
walking his dog out on the north edge.
"Sup?" Buster asked after a few minutes, "You're not
pregnant are you?" he teased.
"If I was I'd be glad to have your baby," I said
laying my hand on his leg.
"It about Joey?"
I nodded and took a deep breath. I didn't stop
talking for the next fifteen minutes and the whole time Buster just sat
there leaning back on his arms and staring at me with this little smile
on his face. At first I thought it was smirk, but the more I
talked the more I realized he thought what I was telling him was funny
or at least okay. That worried me as much as if he had been mad,
I hadn't expected this. Finally after I had told him all about Joe and
Joey and what I had promised Joey today...I told him about the sexy
teenager in the bathroom and then he finally spoke up.
"That was Donnie's big bro, I already heard all
about that," he said as if it was no big deal.
My mouth must've been open cause he said, "Better
close it or the flies will get in." Then he laughed and slapped me on
"And you're not jealous?" I asked in disbelief.
"First, when you messed with Donnie's bro we weren't
boyfriends, and second....I don't believe in getting jealous. If you
don't want to be with me, that's one thing, but if you just want
something else once in a while I can live with that as long as I get to
be number one."
I knew he was serious, I had known him long enough
to know when he was speaking from the heart and I loved him even more
for being so understanding. Only problem was, I wasn't sure I could be
that understanding if it had been the other way round.
"And as for Joey, he is like a little version of you
and you are both soooo hot. I don't see how you have kept your hands
off him all these years. If you hadn't succumbed to my charms he was
next on my list," he chuckled. He loved using big words like that.
I slapped him, "Pervert...he's just a kid," I said
then we both cracked up laughing at the absurdity of that. I had begun
my journey down the sex road a lot earlier than him and well, I had
already done more with him than I had Buster until last night.
"So...you won't be upset if I have to
occasionally.....do stuff with Joey?"
"Hell no! Question is, can I watch....or join in
I grinned, "He asked that same thing and even
suggested that Joey join in too. Is that an orgy?"
"Mmmmmmm....dark meat," he teased, "I'm hard just
thinking about it. Hey, wanna go to the bathroom. I think I need to
pee....or something," he giggled.
"Or something...I bet. Yeah, come on, it smells in
there but it's pretty private."
The bathroom actually smelled better that day, not
that we cared, all we could smell was each other's sexy boy smell and
we were as horny as goats. We went straight to the back stall and
Buster dropped his pants and sat down on the crapper and pulled me to
him and jerked my sweats down and started sucking on me like he was
starved for my special Dommie juice, lol. He had me all worked up and
it didn't take me long and toward the end he was poking his finger in
my pucker and that got me really hot. I didn't know he was getting me
ready for his turn, but I didn't care. I was his and he was mine and we
might mess with other boys, but we loved each other and that was all
I filled his mouth with my juice and he swallowed it
all like a good bf then he stood up and spun me around and I knew what
was up then. He used spit to make us both slick and he actually got it
in pretty easy. I grunted as he entered and leaned against the wall and
held on for dear life while he banged away, fucking as fast a bunny and
pretty soon he was biting my neck and hissing that he was coming and to
hold on it was a big one. I laughed and he pinched my behind and then
he started filling me up and I thought, lot of good that shower
We got out just in time, the guy with the dog had
either came to pee or spy on us boys and he gave us a funny look as he
passed us and I wondered if he was one of those guys who liked boys.
Funny, I used to think that was sick or something I guess cause that's
the way us kids are taught, but now that I know how good boy sex is, I
can't blame them for wanting it too. Sick huh?
We rode home and found Joey on the front step and he
jumped up when we rode up and looked at me hopefully and I nodded and
he did a little victory dance and me and Buster laughed and tackled him
and we rolled around on my front lawn and we were just three very happy
boys and two of us were in love and the other one loved us too. Heck we
all loved each other in our own way and life was awesome and I had the
best boyfriend in the world and the best little bro and I was the
luckiest boy in the world and the weekend wasn't over yet.........
End of Chapter Six
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