Date: Wed, 4 Dec 2013 17:27:57 -0600 From: Scott Subject: Me, Bobby, and Greg PLEASE REMEMBER TO DONATE NIFTY so that this wonderful resource for writers and readers alike can continue to exist for years to come! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ............................................................................. "Bobby?" "Yeah, Greg?" "Thanks for talkin me into it. It felt really nice." "Glad you liked it, Greg. It feels special doin' it with my best friend, y'know?" "Yeah. Me too. But, I still wanna do it with Jack. You think you could maybe ask him for me?" "Ask me what?" I suddenly raised myself up onto my elbows and looked over at my two friends laying on their sides, facing one another, their boners still noticably tenting the front of their y-fronts. "You were awake all that time, weren't you, Jack?" Bobby said, looking somewhat pissed. I rubbed my eyes, feigning sleepiness and turned onto my side to face my two friends easier. "No, I just woke up when I heard you guys talkin'." Bobby gives me a cynical look, and Greg a guilty look. I notice Greg put his hand in between his thighs, as if cold, but obviously trying to hide the fact he still had a boner pointing up in his briefs. I also noticed his eyes glance down at my crotch, seeing what I'm sure was just as obvious a boner as the one he was hiding from view. Bobby didn't seemed convinced, but I noticed his anger quickly fading. "C'mon. You too were awake! You even got a boner!" Bobby pointed out, looking down at my crotch. "Honest! I wasn't. I always wake up with a boner." I said, trying to keep a straight face. "Why? Were you guys humping?" I sad as I began to chuckle. "Maybe." Bobby's serious face curled into a horny grin. I couldn't help noticing Greg glancing at Bobby. "You still horny? I'd like to hump if you are." My eyes darted back and forth between Bobby and Greg. I noticed Greg's crotch sort of press himself a little bit against the forearm hiding his boner. "I think Greg maybe would like to." Bobby said. "I will, if you will, Greg." I said seeing a look of excitement causing Greg's round blue eyes seem to twinkle in the glow of the Coleman lantern hissing in the far corner of the tent. Greg's cheeks seemed to glow in a bashful blush and then nodded his head, " 'kay, if you want to, Jack." "Come lay on my sleeping back, Greg. Or, do you wanna be on top?" "I...I don't care." Greg pulled his hand out between his thighs and raised himself onto all fours crawling over to my sleeping bag. At the same time I sat up on my haunches, still not sure who would be on bottom. We sat across from each other on our haunches, looking down at one another's boy boners angled up inside the clean combed cotton of our front panels, the tubular contours of our erections pressing noticably out. "Mind if I watch?" Bobby said. Greg turned his head to look at his best friend and shook his head no before turning back to ask me, "Mind if Bobby watches?" "Not if you don't." I said, feeling a bit excited in knowing Bobby was going to watch me with Greg. Bobby piped up and said, "Hey, I got an idea? Let's all get naked since we know what's what. No need being shy, right?" Greg and I giggled. Silence filled the tent as Bobby lead the way, quickly rolling onto his back and yanking his Fruit of the Looms down his legs. Greg and I, kneeling up on our knees as we pulled ours down, raising one knee and then the other to pull our tighty-whities down to our ankles and then kicking them aside. The tent sizzled with the electrical excitement of three horny boys. The air inside the tent smelling peachy sweet with the aroma of three hairless boy groins exposed to the air, all of which had just had dry orgasms, but being still dry, raring for another go. "Can I touch it?" I asked shyly as I looked down at Greg's cute skinny kid cock pulsing up tightly against his body. "Can I touch yours too," Greg asked in response. I nodded my head as I reached out and felt his silky boner pressing back against my palm. I felt the feverish heat radiating from his dick and the slightly moist surface of it. The tips of my fingers softly touching his powdery smooth nutsack. Greg's tummy flinching inwards as I gently touched him. His immaturity turning me on, and having to remind myself he was a year older than me, when looking a good year younger. "Were you on top or bottom with Bobby, Greg." I asked, still feigning I'd not heard -and seen- my two friends dry humping next to me. "On bottom," Greg mutters, his eyes fixed on where his hand is placed over my crotch. His gentle touch causing my penis to flutter in spastic twitches. "Wanna try it on top with me?" "Sure, that sounds keen." I lay back, spreading my knees, the heels of my feet drawing inwards and almost touching as my outer thighs spread out and lay nearly flat against the sleeping bag beneath me. My cocklette flexing up stiffly in anticipation of feeling Greg's cute late bloomer's body laying against me. His tender boy cock looking stiff as a nail as it presses tightly against his hairless pubic skin. Bobby's already laying down on the sleeping back across from us, his head turned to watch. Our eyes meet and he gives me a wink. His cute muscular ass and slender legs already squirming, pleasuring himself against the sleeping bag beneath him. As Greg lays his body against me i slowly rise my groin to feel more pressure against his as he in turn presses downwards. The tent is silent as we begin to writhe against one another. I find my hands flowing down his narrow boney ribcage and then his slender waist until my hands are cupped around his tight little bottom. His butt cheeks are firm and well defined from his swimming. He whimpers softly as he begins to grind himself against me, his hands gripping my shoulder blades. I feel his slender kid cock rubbing back and forth in time with the slight rising and lowering of his ass. I pivot my groin up in time with his thrusts. Bobby, across from us on his sleeping bag, looks on with his mouth gaping and his nostrils flaring as he begins to breath in huffish breaths. "F-f-feels soo good," Greg's voice shakes as his feverishly warm groin rubs against mine. Beads of perspiration form on our hairless bodies causing a slight sucking sound to come from our anxious grinding. "I wanna feel you cum," I say in a horny voice looking up into Greg's cute face, noticing the spattering of freckles on his cheeks for the first time. "I wanna feel your's too." Greg says, sounding a bit out of breath. I curl my head up to look down over Greg's slender shoulders so I can see his pale white ass. His butt is even cuter than Bobby's. I glance over and see Bobby's legs spreading and his toes digging into the sleeping bag, as if trying to grab more purchase on it as the intensity of his thrusting seems to build. "You guys are gonna make me cum!" Bobby says in a frantic sounding voice. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Bobby yelps as both Greg and I look over to see Bobby's body begin to shake with the hollows of his ass cheek clenching inwards. UNGH! OOOOOOH I'M SPERMING!!!! Bobby yelps in a high pitched yelp. Greg's thrusts become spastic on top of me, and, as has happened on the two times before when I dry humped with Bobby, Greg's rapidly approaching orgasm causes me to follow suit with my own. Grinding against each other we let out our helpless cum grunts as we feel one another's bodies trembling stiffly. Our slender boy boners spasming in almost painfully tight swells, our snug round boy bags tugged up tightly against our hairless groins. Both of us looking over as Bobby quickly rolls onto his back, gripping his penis and seeing it erupting with Bobby's first ejaculation. A slash of wetness staining the sleeping bag from where he's just rolled over. His ejaculate looks like clear piss, and not like the milky stuff we've thought it would resemble. His second spurt squirts in a high arc above his clenching tummy, landing just below his left nipple before quickly dripping down the side of his heaving chest. It's followed by droplets that spit onto his the fingers of his clenching fist, as if he's trying to prevent his ejaculation from escaping his dick. I glance into Bobby's face and there's an expression of surprise. He collapses onto his back, panting as I feel Greg pummeling his groin against mine in an attempt to bring himself off yet again. The sight of seeing a boy "sperming" for his first time causing both of us to frantically work on a secondary dry cum. Both of us excited by one another's horny bodies and by Bobby's newfound ability to squirt sperm. Amazingly we cum a second time together even quicker than our firsts. Bobby laying on his sleeping bag, whimpering, "I spermed. Guys, I spermed...". as we both make our cute boyish, tight-tummied cum grunts. This time looking into one another's faces, enjoying the horny sexual grimaces written there.