Date: Sat, 2 Jul 2005 13:10:15 -0700
From: Jason Newbell <jnew001@gmail.com>
Subject: Danny & Michael, The Beginning: Part II

Michael, Marcus & Danny

A story of friendship and exploration.

Note: This story contents sexual acts between minor boys. If you do not
like this, please stop reading.


Part Two:

It had been almost a month since the sleepover with Marcus and Michael, but
it seemed like much longer than that. I thought about it every day and
tried to emulate the experience in bed most every night. Although I was
able to have an orgasm, it just wasn't as good and didn't feel the same as
when Marcus and Michael did it. After that night we had remained pretty
closed on the issue. We would talk about our whacking off strategies, but
never about doing it to each other. Michael would sometimes get my
attention in class and lower his hand near his crotch and move it back and
forth as if whacking off. He'd roll his head back and stick out his
tongue. After a few seconds he'd come up laughing and I would join him. He
obviously had the most hormones of the three us. We all admitted the week
before we jacked off every night and often times more. Michael had the
record with four in one day but I didn't believe him. He also said he shot
four squirts of juice, but I was doubtful. If I couldn't make it feel as
good, how could he make it feel so good he shot more? I would have to find
this out for myself. The opportunity arose one Friday after school. Michael
told me to meet his after school before getting on the bus. He seemed like
he had a big secret, and I was curious on what he had.

I wondered out of the front doors and saw Michael standing under a tree. I
approached him.

"Hey what is it?" I asked.

"This," Michael said, glancing around before pulling out a magazine. "I
found it under my brother's bed."

I looked at the magazine... on the cover was some girl covering up her
large breasts with her hands. It was a naughty magazine, something I had
always wanted to see. All the "cool" kids bragged about how many they
had. Michael quickly put it back into his backpack.

"Somebody's gonna see," he cautioned.

"Well maybe you can sleep over tonight along with Marcus and we can check
it out in private," I suggested.

"Cool, sounds good!"

Ding ding ding. There was my ticket to another night with them. No way this
wasn't going to involve something between the three of us. I promised
myself not to whack off when I got home... I had to save all my energy.

That afternoon I prepared for what should be a fun night. I squirted some
lotion into a smaller bottle... I noticed it helped make whacking off more
pleasurable because your whole hand could contact your penis instead of
just a couple fingers. I made sure the hot tub was the right temperature,
it was a little hot, 102 degrees, but that would mean we'd just have to
lift our *hopefully* naked bodies out and sit on the ledge once in a
while. I also pulled out a few blankets and pillows and put them in the
upstairs bonus room. We could close the door and maybe be a bit louder this
time, while also not being in plain sight if somebody woke up. I watched
the clock, I was eager for them to arrive. This time they weren't supposed
to get to my house until eight, already fed. The doorbell rang. I opened up
the door, to my surprise it was Michael.

"Wow... you're actually on time," I said, acting shocked.

"Yeah," Michael said, seeming eager. He had his backpack with him.

"You got the uh," I looked around, "Magazine?"

"I'm not stupid," said Michael, carefully putting his bag down in the
corner. "When your parents going to go to bed?"

"Probably ten like usual." I said. The doorbell rang. It was Marcus.

"Ha! I beat you!" Michael said, punching Marcus lightly in the shoulder.

"Oww," said Marcus. "So what's up? You guys seemed kinda anxious for me to
come over."

"This," Michael said, walking slowly toward his backpack. He glanced around
then slowly slid the magazine out from his bag. Marcus' eyes opened wide
and he grinned.

"Cool," Marcus grinned.

Michael quickly put the magazine back.

"We have to wait until Danny's parents go to bed and stuff," Michael
responded.

"What should we do until then?" I asked. "Go in the hot tub?"

Both Marcus and Michael were in shorts. They said they'd just wear their
boxers into the hot tub then go underwear-less in their shorts
afterwards. I'm sure skinny dipping would be fine if it weren't for my
parents being awake and all. We all shed to our boxers and went outside. I
caught myself looking at Michael and Marcus' bodies, noticing how soft and
smooth their skin was. I was visually taking off their boxers and looking
at their packages; hopefully I wouldn't have to imagine their nudity later
that night.

We all slipped into the hot tub and sat back. I turned on the bubbles. We
talked about random things for a while, and Michael told us what he knew
about the magazine. He didn't have much time to look at it, most of his
time was occupied by hiding it, but he saw that there were lots of pictures
of men and women naked. The sound of it got me excited, and I'm sure both
my friends were too. I had a big boner, but I was able to hide it. Suddenly
Michael's eyes lit up.

"Turn on the jets full blast," Michael said, moving himself in front of the
nearest jet. When the jet came on full blast, Michael flipped around and
adjusted his crotch right in front the stream of water. He moved his hips
back and forth, letting out little yelps.

"Oh... that's good..." he moaned.

Both Marcus and I were interested now in what it felt like. We both found a
jet and did similar. If my parents were to look out they would see three
boys wiggling in front of jets in obvious attempts to pleasure
themselves. It felt good, better than when I jacked off by myself, but
nothing like that intense pleasure from the first sleepover. After a few
minutes I could feel myself moving toward climax, but then suddenly thought
how this could be detrimental to efforts later tonight. I pulled myself
away, hard as it was.

"Better stop guys, we need to save some of this for later tonight," I
said. After hearing those words come out of my mouth I was
embarrassed. What would they think of me assuming we'd be jacking off later
to the magazine?

"Good idea," Michael said, pulling himself away from the jet slowly. Marcus
did similar. Phew. It also gave me more hope... they expected to have fun
with the magazine in the way I did. Tonight would be a good night. I could
feel it.

I turned the jets off and it was obvious we all had raging boners. I pulled
my boxers down.

"You're just going to have to wait," I said, looking at my erect
boyhood. My testicles swayed back and forth below in the currents of the
water.

Marcus and Michael both laughed. Michael pulled down his boxers, allowing
his boner free. His small patch of hair, seemingly larger now, swayed back
and forth along with his nutsack. His penis stood at painful attention,
pointing upward. Marcus now had his pants down as well, his penis also
hard. I concentrated on his foreskin, which was foreign and interesting to
me. Hopefully, I'd get a chance to inspect it up close sometime tonight. It
sure did compliment his already heavenly body.

We all just sat there for a few moments, enjoying the feel of the water on
our crotches. We were all startled when my mom poked her head out from the
door and announced they were going to bed and to be inside by eleven,
making sure to be quiet. Luckily, she was at an angle so that she could not
see down into the hot tub. Who knows what she would think of the three of
us skinny dipping with erections. We all laughed once she went back inside,
looking at our now soft penises. A disruption will tend to do that. I know
that when I've played with myself and I think my mom walks by my door I
often lose the erection. It may be helpful here, as we had to save some of
this for later on.

We climbed out of the hot tub and peeled off our boxers. We all were
comfortable with being naked in front of each other, a far cry from the
beginning of the first sleepover. We slipped on our shorts and headed
upstairs.

We decided to play the X-BOX, since we didn't last time. The wrestling game
was the game of choice, and since Michael didn't bring an extra controller,
I sat out. I was content to sit on the couch and watch their shorts for
glances at their boyhoods. I got a lot of them since they weren't wearing
underwear of any kind.  Marcus' penis lay softly on top of his balls, while
Michael seemed to have a semi-erection most the time. That kid was horny,
that was for sure. Marcus was the opposite almost; obviously the hormones
hadn't quite hit him as hard yet. I looked at his cute legs, smooth and
slightly tan. He had small feet with nicely formed toes. Michael had big
feet, size eight, but his feet were equally as nice. I could see some of
the dark hairs on Michael's legs in the light, but unless you had just the
right light you couldn't see anything. I remembered his smooth, hairless
thighs from the first sleepover. I could see most of them along with the
bottom of his bum due to the way he was sitting. I was snapped out of this
staring when Marcus stood up and turned off the X-BOX.

"Well, its eleven thirty," said Michael. "Your parents should be long
asleep by now. Shall we?"

"Yeah!" Marcus said, adjusting his crotch through his shorts. As Michael
got the magazine, I got a nice big soft blanket and spread it out in the
middle of the room. We all gathered around as Michael set the magazine
down. We all just kind of stared for a minute then Michael opened it. The
table of contents... some interesting looking stuff. My penis quickly rose
to attention, ready for action. Michael also had an obvious bulge in his
pants. I took a risk and went out on a limb. I slowly slid my shorts down
my legs, revealing my erect boyhood. Both of them looked at me surprised.

"It was bound to happen anyway. Better sooner than later," I said frankly,
criss-crossing my legs in front of me, allowing my balls to hang free
toward the ground.

Both Marcus and Michael kind of shook their heads like "yeah, good idea,
that's true" and stripped off their shorts. Michael had a raging boner, as
always it seemed, while Marcus was slightly erect. I looked at Michael's
patch of pubic hair. It was still very small, but like I suspected, it had
grown a little bit. Before it was growing a little bit on both sides of his
shaft, and not right in the middle. Now it seemed, a dozen or so hairs had
connected it in the middle. They were still light and soft, like the hair
on top of your head. Michael's balls stayed close to his body trying to
warm up. It was a bit cold in the room, but the events to come were sure to
change that.

We all continued to look at the magazine, flipping page by page. Now Marcus
also had a raging erection, as he petted it softly while looking. Nobody
was doing anything major to themselves, just rubbing a little bit here and
there. We flipped to the next page. "Blow Job Orgy" read the title.

"What the heck are they doing?" asked Marcus.

"It's called a blow job orgy apparently," I said. "Must be like whacking
someone off, except with your mouth."

"Cool," Michael said. "Bet it feels hella good."

"Yeah I bet," I said. We all bowed our heads. We all knew what everyone was
thinking, we just didn't have the balls to say it out loud. What seemed
like several minutes passed.

"You want to uh... you know...?" came Michael's timid question.

Both Marcus and I looked up. "Yeah."

"Who goes first then?" asked Michael. "Rock, paper, scissors?"

After an intense game of rock, paper, scissors, it was determined that
Marcus would get a "blow job orgy" from us first, then it was my
turn. Lastly, Michael would go. It just so happened that was the same order
we went last time. A good omen perhaps.

Marcus lay down and closed his eyes. Interested in his foreskin, I moved
in, while Michael started to rub Marcus' legs. I rolled back Marcus'
foreskin, revealing his head. It was red and looked like anything that
touched it would send him into convulsions. I decided to suck him with the
foreskin intact. I lowered my mouth around his dick and took it all in. I
gave it a few strokes, sucking it like a popsicle. A slight chlorine taste,
but not much else. It felt great to have his rock hard penis in my mouth,
victim to my every touch and feel. Marcus moaned loudly.

"Holy shit that's good," he wailed. Marcus never swore, leading me to
believe it must have been something really special.

Michael, meanwhile, started licking his nipples, making them erect and
sensitive. He sure seemed pretty comfortable and eager in what he was
doing; like he had prior experience on the matter. I'd better let him
finish Marcus off if I wanted any turn on Michael. I hoped to have the last
one, so he would explode into my mouth.

"Here," I said, motioning to Michael. "You finish him off."

Michael looked excited as he went down on Marcus' dick. He took in his
balls as well, in one big mouthful. He swooshed them all around his mouth;
the more I saw Michael doing it, the more I couldn't wait for my turn. I
turned my attention to Marcus' feet, rubbing them lightly and trying to
copy what Michael had done. I took my soft hands and rubbed them up and
down his smooth, pudgy legs. I could feel the muscles in his legs tighten
up. Michael must have been doing his job well. Within a few seconds, Marcus
exploded, jumping all over the place and moaning loudly. Thankfully the
door was closed. He stopped moving. His eyes were still closed and his
mouth open. Soft whines came from it. I thought we had maybe hurt him or
something until he sat up and let out a huge smile.

"That was... FREAKING AWESOME!" he exclaimed. "Twenty times better than
just jacking off."

"My turn!" I exclaimed, laying down and spreading wide. I closed my eyes
and waited for the feelings to come. I could feel someone's mouth come down
on me. It surrounded my dick, its warmth and moisture heavenly. I opened my
eyes a little. It was Michael, and he looked intent on giving me an equal
experience. Marcus meanwhile was rubbing my legs and toes, much like I had
done to him. Michael let my shaft out of his mouth and put my balls in
there instead. He swished and whirled them around, massaging them with his
tongue. It felt better than anything else I had ever done. I moaned softly
to let them know what a good job they were doing. Michael let go of my
mouth and a tighter, more compact mouth took over. Marcus. He seemed unsure
at first, but soon was working it like a pro. Michael moved up to my
nipples, making them erect and extra sensitive. The two concurrent
pleasures were enough to kill me. I could feel myself climaxing. I
burst. It was the longest spasm of pleasure I had had so far. Wave after
wave of pleasure jolted through me, as Marcus kept his mouth over my shaft,
slowly sucking. Eventually it all came to an end. I felt exhausted. I
slowly sat up to the smiling faces of Marcus and Michael. I smiled back.

"I shoot anything Marcus?" I asked, hopeful.

"Not that I could tell," he said. "But you sure would have squirted a lot
if you were able to. Thought you were gonna ram your dick right down my
throat."

I laughed. I glanced over at Michael, who without a word lay down and shut
his eyes. He was ready.

"You start, I'll finish," I told Marcus. He agreed. I went up to Michael's
nipples and did the same thing he had done to both Marcus and I. He had the
biggest nipples of us all, and probably the most sensitive. I could tell I
was adding a whole other element of pleasure by doing this. I looked down
at Marcus. He couldn't fit Michael's entire dick in his mouth, about the
last inch or so was not covered with his mouth. Oh well, the most sensitive
part was the top anyway. I looked at the magazine. How those girls got
those grown men's huge dicks all the way in their mouth I'd never know. I
moved down to Michael's legs. I rubbed them, feeling the light hairs. I
moved up to his thighs, tanned and smooth. Just then Marcus tapped me on
the shoulder and motioned that it was my turn. I moved over Michael's
boyhood. I put it in my mouth, and I could just barely get it all in
without choking. His light hairs tickled my nose when I was all the way
down. I started to suck, moving up and down. I took his balls into my mouth
and massaged them the way he had done to me. They were quite large and I
couldn't get them in the same mouth with his dick like he had done to
me. While sucking his balls, I could feel the light hairs that dotted his
sack. I moved back up to his shaft for the finale. Whirling my tongue
around his head, I felt him tense up. Here it came. I moved down slowly on
his erection. He blew; shot after shot of his boy juice flew into my mouth;
four in all. He continued to shake and moan, shoving his dick deep into my
mouth. I was in heaven, along with him for sure. He stopped shaking and I
slowly took my mouth off his dick. The four shots were pretty small and I
didn't have too much of sampling, but I could taste his cum's bitter
sweetness. I swallowed. He was right, it tasted kind of good.

"Thanks for the treat Michael, it was delicious," I said.

"No, thank you for the blow job orgy!" he came back.

We all looked at each other, our dicks now lying soft upon our balls. We
were all tired from the effort we had exerted. I gathered up a couple of
blankets and created a large bed between the couch and TV. My parents
didn't usually check in on us in the morning if we were in the bonus room,
so I felt it was safe we all slept together. Without words, we all climbed
in the bed and curled up against each other. I could feel Marcus' warmth
against my back as he snuggled against me. His balls pressed hard against
my back right above my butt. Michael and I locked legs and pressed our
crotches together. Our heads were right next to each other as we breathed
the same air.

"Goodnight guys," I said quietly.

"Goodnight," they both said. We fell asleep quickly.

My eyes slowly opened to the sight of Michael sleeping. His hair was a
ruffled and he was breathing angelically. Marcus was awake, sitting on the
couch with his shorts on, playing the X-BOX. I glanced over at him and gave
him a little "good morning" smile, to which he smiled back.

Michael's body was still pressed hard against mine. I could feel the warmth
of his balls pressed against my upper thigh. He must have scooted down
during the night. I reached my hand down and rolled his boyhood around,
giving a couple of strokes to his shaft, which promptly rose into an all
out erection. I played with his light pubic hairs before getting an
idea. I'm sure he'd like a good morning blow job orgy. I slowly peeled
myself from his body, feeling the moisture between us separate. I then did
a complete 180 under the covers until my face was even with his crotch.

I hesitated for a second, wondering if he'd like me sucking his dick
without his knowledge, but then again I was talking about Michael. Of
course he wouldn't mind. I lowered my mouth to his sack, taking in the new
aroma. The sweat between us during the night had given it a light, sweet
odor. I lowered my mouth on his cock and gave it a few strokes, rubbing his
head with my tongue. I could feel him twitch, as his erection jumped in my
mouth. I wondered if he were awake. The answer came shortly, as his warm
hands gently grabbed my bare ass and pulled it closer to his face. All of a
sudden, I could feel a warm wetness surround my erection (how could I help
it...  I was sucking my best friend's dick!) and I realized he was
returning the favor. It was intense, sucking while being sucked, and for
this reason we didn't last very long. After about two minutes, I could feel
Michael tense up, which sent me into the same stage. I reached my hand over
and grabbed his warm balls, squeezing them a little, imagining that would
increase his pleasure. Within about ten seconds, I could feel him burst,
thrusting his hips into my mouth, sending three little shots of his juice
into my mouth. That sent me over the edge, as I convulsed in his mouth. He
rolled my balls around while I was doing this, making it feel even
better. I couldn't wait till I was able to shoot and give him a yummy
treat, as he had given me. I swallowed his warm juices, which tasted good
as always. I felt his dick go limp in my mouth, and mine did the same in
his. I let his out and gave his balls and quick lick before pulling
away. He kissed my balls. I flipped around and poked my head out from under
the covers. I saw Michael, sleepy, with his eyes barely open, smiling at
me. I smiled back.

I got up and sat next to Marcus on the couch, who had a small bulge in his
pants. I spread my legs wide, letting my tired dick rest softly on top of
my balls. I remained naked, watching him play NBA Live 2004 for a while. I
caught him looking down at my crotch a number of times, trying to disguise
himself as looking at the controller.

"Want me to suck you?"

"Only if you want to," Marcus said, the polite way of saying "of course!"

"Lay down on the couch," I instructed, waiting for him to get
comfortable. Once he was in position, I slid his shorts down, revealing his
erect boyhood. I gave his smooth thighs a few slow strokes before
converging on his crotch. Though none of their dicks was particularly hard
to fit into my mouth, I could definitely tell Marcus' was smaller. Not
nearly as long and slightly thinner. I got to play with his foreskin
though, as I pushed my tongue up into it, hitting the head of his dick and
causing him to shudder. He must have been playing with himself while
watching me and Michael pleasure each other, because within about two
minutes he was ready to blow. He burst into my mouth, as I could feel every
shudder of his body transmitted through his dick and into my mouth. As he
slowly came to a halt, I played with his balls, in a much tighter sack and
significantly smaller than Michael's. It was amazing how much more you
could tell about their packages by feel alone. I rolled his balls around
for a few seconds before backing away and letting Marcus recover from the
energy draining experience. His eyes slowly opened.

"Thanks," he moaned softly, slowly sitting up.

I turned around to see Michael was slowly rising, turning toward us. He got
a sly smile on his face.

"Geez Danny, how many dicks are you gonna suck today?" he said jokingly.

"The more I do it, the better I get," I said matter of factly. They both
laughed, realizing in their heads that it was true, and most importantly, I
wasn't joking.

"Come on, let's get our shorts on and get something to eat," I said,
finding my shorts and slipping them on. Marcus reached down, pulling his
pants up from his ankles. Michael found his, sliding his slightly erect
penis into them. I swear that kid never seemed to get tired. I gave him a
little slap on the butt as we headed out the door and down the stairs.


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Be on the lookout for the third and final chapter of this story.