Date: Fri, 13 Jul 2012 19:45:38 -0700 From: Michael Whale Subject: Perry Street - - Chapter 2 This is chapter two of a Young Friends Gay Male Story. Much of this story is true as I'm the Mike in this story and both of my two best friends are real, although the names have been changed. The summer camp out is true and most of our experimentation true too. So I hope it turns you on as much as it did me. All comments are appreciated. Please send your thoughts to bwhaleml@gmail.com. Thanks Mike Chapter 2 The rules were simple; in turn we'd stretch out between the other two and submit our bodies to a close inspection with eyes and hands by the other two. We picked cards from the deck to determine the order of inspection, starting from the lowest to highest. I picked an eight of clubs, Doug a ten of diamonds and Mark a jack of diamonds. I picked the lowest card and quickly wondered if there was a winner and loser in the card pick. I got to be the first to have probing eyes and searching hands to touching me intimately. That had to have meant I had won this round. Mark took over directing. He smoothed out Doug's blanket reached back, picked up a loose shirt, and brushed off the blanket. Following his instructions I laid on my back with my hands at my sides. I looked into a shadowed tent top as beams of light traveled over my body from head to foot. Gentle hands from places unseen behind the bright flashlight beams took my hand and held my arm aloft as one of them turned my arm over this way then that. The beam focused down my arm and to my pit. Now that the arm and its hand had been "inspected" it was laid between a pair of folded legs as the inspection continued to other parts. The tell tale hardness in my inspectors lap was a ribald thrill. Hands ran over the sweep of my pit tickling me as other hidden hands pressed the insides of my legs demanding access. I spread my legs... wide, obscenely wide loving how doing that made me feel deliciously dirty. Hands alternately traveled the insides of both knees while other hands followed the line of my collar bone. I couldn't tell whose hands were where but I squirmed wanting the hands between my legs to travel up. Just as the hands on my collar bone travel down running over a nipple. I let out a audible "ohhhhh" as my nipple sent an electric charge deep into my body. My cock bounced on its own as my muscles tightened and relaxed. My head rolled and from the edges of my vision I could see my rigid member in the center of a beam of light with a face oh so close. Curious prying eyes scrutinizing every bald inch of it. And, as one inspected my groin the other spurred on by my moans kept touching the spots that generated them. Audible ohhhhs, kept escaping my lips as my nipples were assaulted with pinches and tweaks. Distracted by those hands I practically jumped out of my skin when the other boy took hold of my dick. My eyes rolled back as my head tilted. Curious hands pulled my rigid cock away from my body letting its taught, tensioned, tightness slap it back against my body when released. This happened over and over. When the touch was soft and gentle I wanted to succumb to the friction it provided then it would switch to pain as my cock was pulled or twisted. Fingers poked into my belly button and then slid to the root of my cock. Now both boys hand their hands near my groin greedily vying for the shaft. My balls were gently lifted and hefted. The tip of my prick was spread open as eyes peered inside. Even the tip of a finger tried to invade that small opening. I sucked air and tried to pull my body and penis away from that inspection. It wasn't painful just strangely uncomfortable. Giggles erupted when my member involuntarily twitched and then as they lost interest in the tip of my dick they switched their attention. Together they lifted my legs and their beams focused on my bottom. Mark told me to roll over. My cock brushed over the blanket sending that familiar feeling over its sensitive tip. I wanted to chase more of that but resisted humping Doug's blanked. Once turned over both boys took hold of a leg spreading me pornographically wide. It rocked me to my core and I quaked with how much I loved it. It made me feel vulnerable and dirty. All pretext about this being just a game disappeared as the two of them worked together to pry my butt cheeks apart. My asshole contracted at any near touch. They scooted in closer twisting their bodies to get a better look. With my cheeks pulled apart I felt fingers on either side of my anus and squirmed as they pulled it open. The sensation was intrusive yet delicious at the same time. In the bans of light and dark I couldn't see it but soon felt it as one of my friends pushed something into me. Face down I had no idea of what it could be but whatever it was didn't pass smoothly. Instead it tugged and pinched, not at all comfortable. Just as I started to object I heard Doug whisper, "Here use this." A heard a metallic pop and then I sensed fingers spreading something on my backside. The object returned to my ass hole but this time it entered silky smooth. It must have been a jar of Vaseline that I heard opening. I turned my head to see if I could see what they were pushing into me but of course I could not. It felt no bigger around that either of my two buddies dicks but colder like plastic or metal. Just as I was trying to decide if I liked something in my butt it was withdrawn. Disappointment coursed through me as encouraging hands pushed me from the blanket and Doug took my place for his turn in our inspection game. Mark's touching shouted of familiarity with Doug's body. So as Mark's hands hurried over Doug's body I took my time touching, searching and seeing. I had seen a number of naked bodies both male and female but I had never had a chance to inspected one this closely. I looked into ears, eyes and even his mouth as I worked down his body paying close attention at how his nipples contracted and popped in the harsh beam from the flash light. Doug's tummy was very ticklish fluttering as he giggled. His giggles however, went deadly silent when our attention brought us in contact with his tool. I couldn't believe this was Doug's cock as I took hold of it. I had wanted to do this for oh so long now and was rewarded with him humping himself within my grasp. Mark watched and played with his balls. I figured that with him working this motion that he too had to know what an orgasm felt like. With a press to Doug's belly Mark slowed him down and then had him roll over. The second he was over he raised his ass up. Face and chest pressed to the ground he lifted his ass into the air doggy style. Mark reached for something in the dark and my flashlight followed his hand. It was Vaseline! I was a bit surprised at how much his motions showed practice, a scoop, a dollop and a finger smearing it over Doug's anus. Not only over but Marks finger actually went inside Doug's ass. Doug pressed back as Mark's finger went deeper his voice adding a groaning mmmmm to the night. This was most definitely not something new for them. I was instantly jealous. How long could they have been doing this and why had I been left out? Mark's hand disappeared into the dark again and when it returned he held a cigar tube, one of those aluminum ones. It was maybe six inches long and a little over a half inch in diameter. This had to be what they had put in me. In comparison to our dicks it was most defiantly longer. As for thickness it was about as big around as Doug or I but having had only a glance at Mark's it seemed a bit bigger around than his. I watched as Mark pushed it into Doug. It was gross, exciting, oh so dirty and I had to laugh at myself. For here I was thinking I was the magician at getting other kids to do naughty things and Mark and Doug were a whole lot more experienced and twisted than I. Not only a lot more twisted but also a solid team at luring others into their games. Doug moaned and I watched closely as Mark worked that tube in and out of him. Doug's whole body showed how much he like it. When they had done that to me it was no where near that pleasing. Was I missing something? Then I happened to look over at Mark. His cock had risen and now it was pointing straight up. I guess what he was doing to Doug seemed to make him white hot. I moved my hand over Mark's and together we worked that tube in and out of Doug. Then as I took more control Mark slowly moved his hand away. Now it was just me holding the tube. I could feel every little movement Doug made and found sometimes when I pushed it in he'd jump and clamp his back side around the tube as his moans deepened. I now knew what had made Mark harder... it was the thrill of controlling another's sexual pleasure. Mark's hand had disappeared under Doug and he was either stroking his dick or toying with his balls. What ever it was Doug was going crazy. Moaning, bucking and humping all at the same time. Mark's hand left Doug's sex and closed back over mind making me withdraw the tube from Doug saying... "Not so fast Doug I still have my turn." These guys were light years kinkier than I but I knew I was a quick learner. Mark wiped the tube off with a paper napkin and as he and Doug switched places I saw them do something that startled the crap out of me.... They kissed. A deep wet kiss like I'd never ever seen. As the separated they both broke out into a laugh seeing my stunned face. "So is it that you're shocked because I had something in my butt or shocked because we kissed? You really are young aren't you?" Doug chided. That damn age thing again. I swore to myself that not only would I not be shocked by any thing else but I'd also out do them some how. Mark had moved into his spot as I'm sure I blushed at Doug's challenge. Still pissed I reached out and took Mark's stiff cock into my hand pulling it a bit to hard, his shout of ouch surprised me. "I'm sorry Mark" I stammered and immediately thought of my promise to out do them. Leaning down I said, "I'll kiss it and make it better" I was sure this would shock both of those two condescending shit heads and planted a number of kisses up and down Mark's shaft. I couldn't believe how much this lit me up... Here I was with my lips on Mark's shaft and I LOVED it. Apparently so did Mark for his hips bucked the second my lips touched him. He was rubbing his thing all over my face making it difficult for me to keep kissing it. I felt my own dick throb as Mark's hard, yet soft burning cock rubbed all over my face. The hand that assaulted his cock came up and took hold of him and I found it was easy to control Mark's bucking that way. Now with it in my hand I did what had me so worked up, I continued to rub it over my face. Over my cheeks, eyes and I kissed it more to even kissing his balls when he'd rise up. I glanced to the other side of Mark and there was Doug watching us and pumping his own penis. He knelt up and scooted closer to Mark bringing his tool real close to Mark's and next thing I knew I had another cock in my face. I kissed Doug's too as he held it. Pretty soon he was humping in over my soft cheek. This was beyond anything I'd ever done and a whole new world opened. "Hey, no fair it's my turn. You guys got your turns and all the attention so now it's my chance." Mark, was right what's fair is fair so Doug shimmied back and began "inspecting" Mark. His hands were everywhere but Mark really reacted when Doug started pinching his nipples. I still had my hand around his prick but when Doug moved back I sat up putting distance between Mark's thing and my face. Now as Mark lay below us we touched and probed being bolder and more intimate than before. Hands caressed smooth skin running over young ribs, dancing over a sensitive tummy, thumbs rotating over nipples and then as Doug cupped both Mark's shaft and balls he leaned in and began to kiss Mark as he had before. Their lips met and I stared hungrily. Almost in unison they broke apart and both looked directly into my eyes. Their demand impossible to resist as my own desires conspired with them. Doug watched as I leaned in and kissed Mark. I had never kissed anyone in passion before and it was amazing. It started as a simple kiss lip to lip but Mark was already beyond hot and he quickly probed my lips with his tongue. I parted my lips and Marks tongue instantly pushed through. My first French kiss. I think this was the most intimate thing I'd ever done including kiss Mark's cock. I stretched out pressing my body to Mark's as we kissed and Marks arm wrapped around me. I ate it up and pretty soon felt Doug's hand running over my bare bottom and legs. I kissed Mark, ran my hands over his body and spread my legs wide for Doug. I wanted to be used and touched as much as I wanted to use them. Doug's hand ran up the crack of my ass and as he caressed my cheeks his fingers deep into the crack pressing down hard as he traveled over my butt hole. It felt so dirty as I tried to spread my legs open even more. My dick pressed against Mark as my hips pumped sliding the head of my cock over his smooth skin and then Doug pushed a finger into me. I was still kissing Mark and I moaned into his mouth as my hand ran down his front in search of his prick. For the next few minutes we continued this game. When we heard Mark's back door creak. In a panic we broke apart and some how managed to make it under our own blankets when Mark's mom scratched at the zippered opening to the tent. She called out, "Are you boys still awake?" As she leaned down and unzipped the door. She inserted her head into the tent and shown a light over each of us. Mark covered his eyes saying, "Mom!!! What are you doing? "I just wanted to make sure all of you were okay before we went to bed." "We're fine mom now go to sleep and let us get some sleep too." "Well be good and see you boys in the morning. Good night and love you Mark." "Ahhh mom" and as he looked at us sheepishly he added "love you too mom." With that she went back into the house leaving us alone again. I wanted to start right back up from where we had left off. Mark however, was too freaked out by almost being caught so he kept insisting that we wait until we were sure they were fast asleep. Still aroused I lay on my stomach between the folds of my blanket subtly humping. The night so very dark but with eyes readjusted after Mark's mom and her flashlight I could see Doug looking my way, the white of his eyes visible along his broad smile. Whispering with a giggle in his voice he said, "That was too close wasn't it?" "It sure was! I thought we were done for." I slipped my hand out from my blanket and tried to sneak it into Doug's for I knew we were still naked. Unfortunately, the opening was on the other side so I just had to let my ardor cool. Only a few minutes had passed but clear regular breathing came from Mark's spot. He had fallen asleep. Doug and I stifled our giggles as Doug said, "One of the rules of the club is that the first person to fall asleep has to pay a penalty. What do you think we should make Mark do? Cause he lost." Conspiring in subdued voices we thought of tons of things we could make him do but settled on one thing that rocked the two of us with laughter. Doug turned on his flashlight and dug out his watch. The small face of his watch showed 12:30. A passing car made us both shut up and we practically held our breath as we listened to it move away. Our neighborhood was a quiet lazy place during the day, so much so that we often played in the middle of the street. If it was lazy during the day it was positively dead quiet at night. Old trees and lush bushes protected most of the yards and we were very well versed in negotiating short cuts through back yards, cubby holes and alleys. Considering what we had in store for Mark our local knowledge would be very important indeed. Together we scooted out from our blanket and crawled to where Mark was sleeping. Doug shook Mark's arm with little effect then together we shook him. Mark was one heavy sleeper but with enough shaking we managed to rouse him. "You fell asleep!." "I did not. I've been awake all the time" "No, you were asleep and you lost. Both Mike and I saw you sleeping and it took both of us to wake you up. So you know what this means." As Mark slowly came back to full consciousness Doug and I alternately machined gun the description of his penalty. By the time we had finished Mark was fully awake and his face was perfect for it showed so many things all at once. It displayed all of the things we'd expected the interest, sex fear and planning. "Well can I at least wear my tennis shoes?"