Date: Thu, 19 Jul 2012 19:37:16 -0700
From: Michael Whale <bwhaleml@gmail.com>
Subject: Perry Street Chapter 3

Here's the third chapter with a hint of the cross generation
theme to come.  Enjoy!!!  Mike


                        PERRY STREET
                         By bwhaleml

Chapter 3

His penalty was to run around the block not wearing
anything.

Mark was too eager and somehow this was not feeling like a
penalty at all.  We both watched him naked as the day he was
born putting on his shoes and socks.  It was a surprisingly
stimulating outfit.  There he was at the zippered entrance
to the tent nude except for socks and shoes.  The zipper
went down an inch or two so Mark could inspect the outside.

Within seconds of first hearing Mark's mom coming our way
all of our dicks had deflated and now they were rising
again.  Mark pushed at his trying to keep it down.  While
his body seemed to like our indecent request his mind
apparently felt doing this with a hard on was a bit too
intimidating.  All three of us giggled under the tension and
in one smooth motion Mark unzipped the tent and bolted into
the dark heading for the alley.

The cooler outside air hit our undressed bodies and as Mark
darted from shadow to shadow I was actually jealous.
Something about being outside and bare naked in our regular
neighborhood was insanely electrifying.  I looked at Doug
and he looked at me.  Almost simultaneously we dove for our
own shoes and socks.  Hurriedly we got `em on, tied them and
pushing and jostling each other as we raced to catch up with
Mark.

Both of us unashamedly ran from that tent hard as could be.
At first we clung to the shadows listening for any sound
intently but the night remained ultra quiet.  Mark had a
huge head start as he zigzagged his way while Doug and I
followed.  Switching to running a straight line we did our
best to catch up.  What a sight we would have been.  Three
running boys naked save for tennis shoe and socks.  We would
have been clearly visible to any curious prying eyes but
that added to the fun.  The chance of being caught outside
and naked turned out to be exciting, very exciting
especially with our obvious erections.  Our cocks slapped
against bellies as we moved, the cool night air teased our
skin.  Body parts that had never felt the cool free air
before seemed all that more sensitive to it.

Doug and I ran as fast and as silently as we could closing
the gap with Mark.  He was nestled in a shadow created by a
telephone pole and garage and turned as he heard us coming.
All three of us crashed together hugging, giggling as the
combination of being nude, getting caught and doing
something very forbidden bubbled out of our young frames.
We just couldn't contain our excitement.  We wiggled, hopped
in place, looked this was and that as we strained our ears
listening for any sign we might have viewers.  All while
trying, unsuccessfully, to stifle our laughs.

Tightly pressed together we played a little grab ass
touching others private parts.  In the exhilaration of the
moment I couldn't tell whose titties, cock, balls or ass I
stroked and played with.  Neither could I tell who was
touching mine.  Mark broke first a street lamp making his
running bottom shine silver.  Doug and I peered deep into
the shadows and then ran from our cover too.  I doubted if
I'd ever see anything like this again.  Wow it was not just
fun to see but oh so very hot to do.  I ran dead last barely
able to keep focus on the ground I was covering because I
was more interested in looking at my naked friends.  Damn I
didn't want to trip but I had to watch the whole, wildly,
erotic scene.

Mark had made it to the street and darted into the shadow of
a few bushes at the end of `ol man James' yard.  While we
called him `ol man James he was just a bachelor living alone
and a bit older than our parents.  Doug and I soon joined
Mark and that was when we noticed that James' had his
kitchen lights on.  We clung together hugging the shadows
facing that lit window.  `Ol man James passed by the window
scaring the living shit out of us but between the bushes and
shadows we hoped we remained unseen.  Now, however, a real
problem arose.  A car was coming and with us facing the lit
window our butts faced the street.  We were in real danger
of being seen.  We only had one choice before the car got
too near so with time running out we mustered our courage
and scrambled into the `Ol man's yard.  If he were to look
out his window he'd see us for sure.  The car came near and
we stood there watching it pass.  Just for a second I
thought I caught movement from the `ol man's window. The car
squealed around a corner pulling my attention back.  The
second it headed around the other way I turned back to the
window.  The kitchen light was now off.  Even though I
couldn't see anything I froze in place staring at the
window.  For the longest time I refused to move as my eyes
searched the dark within `ol man James' house.  Nothing, no
movement, no shapes just an empty window.

I was calming and became aware that Mark and Doug were
hugging and kissing.  Their bodies were pressed together,
arms entwined and as I looked I could see the tip of one of
their pricks showing.  It appeared that once we were on this
side of the hedge of bushes they felt comfortable enough to
start again.  Still I threw furtive glances at that window
but when none of the shadows moved I returned my focus back
to the two of them.  There was a picnic table in the yard
pushed close to the hedges where Mark and Doug stood and
brushing off part of the bench I cleared a spot for my butt.

Warm flesh greeted the cold wood as I sat leaning my back
against the table.  What a wild feeling sitting there with
nothing on.  Mark and Doug's hips worked their sex together
and every once in while I was rewarded with the sight of
their erect members.  I sat there with my legs apart and my
dick sticking straight up as I thrilled watching them grind
against one another.  The two of them were lost in their own
lust and I should have felt left out but the show was way
too hot.  Still haunted by what I though I had seen my eyes
kept darting back to that kitchen window.  We were being too
bold and if James looked out his window for even a second
we'd be caught.

I froze again because out of the corner of my eye I swore I
caught movement from inside his house.  As my head whipped
around I was sure I saw his face in the shadows but try as
hard as I could once I was looking directly in I couldn't
see anything.  It had to be my mind playing tricks on me.
After all getting caught was, at the moment, my biggest
fear.  There it was again.  The shadows held the skulking
silhouette of a face.  So barely discernable that it was
easy to believe that it was just an illusion.  Still I found
it a distraction from the show in front of me.  The thought
of an angry neighbor call our parents scared the hell out of
me.

For the next minutes I switched from glancing at that window
to filling my eyes with what Doug and Mark were doing.  They
were oblivious to anything other than themselves and I
debated with myself about telling them what I thought I saw.
Feeling like a fool over my silly fears I decided that
they'd just laugh at me for being a scaredy-cat so I said
nothing.  My hands wandered my body whenever I was watching
Doug and Mark.  It seemed ultra sensitive as my hands
traveled over my sides, hips, tummy and so many other
places.  They'd wander to my own thing every once in a while
caressing my shaft and teasing my balls.  It was as much fun
to touch as it was not to touch.  Something about it being
all alone and having it throbbing to my heartbeat, untouched
and rigid, made me hyper aware of it.  I swear, I could feel
the lightest of night breezes flowing around it and I liked
that, a lot!

I was looking down at my own cock when I noticed Mark was
reaching out my way.  I glanced into his smiling face as he
beckoned me towards them.  Smiling back I shook my head and
instead motioned them my way.  In unison the two of them
clinging together crab stepped their way closer.  Their arms
were still wrapped partly around each other but now they had
split apart just enough to allow me in.  The best part was
with me sitting and their bodies making a little "v" my face
snuggled in right between their bellies.  Their stiff little
cocks pressed against my collar bone, neck or cheeks and
they felt wonderful.

Two hard, hot boy cocks on either side of my face.  I was in
heaven.  I think one of the best parts of their coming to me
was how the second their dicks touched me their hips
automatically rotated, stretch and humped.  They tired to
maximize the good contact with my skin.  I rolled and rubbed
my head against them in the same way a cat does when petted.
Each motion brought their sex so very close to my mouth that
the kissing happened without a second thought.  Their hot
members were so close that I was crazy excited and started
kissed their tummies, sides, any where and every where.  My
lips chased their cocks as I kissed sometimes able to plant
a kiss on them sometimes not.

I was so very surprised when with one of the passes my
tongue snaked out and licked a shaft.  I didn't know who it
was but one of them let out a deep, guttural moan.
Listening to that shook me to the core and was all the
encouragement I needed.  I wanted to be the cause of more
moans like that one.  I threw my arms around their waists
and chased their cocks with a vengeance.  My head wiggled
from side to side licking one then the other and as quick as
I started to lick the next step came ever so naturally.  I
had heard abut cock sucking but before this instant it had
sounded disgusting.  Now it was anything but.  Mark and Doug
worked as hard as I did to get their things into my moist
mouth....  They pressed themselves together, Doug rubbing
his cock against Marks as they swung their hips towards me.

They dicks were beautiful, hard, gently curved and when they
were offered I willingly took them in together.  It was
achingly carnal for me.  Something about it was so very
forbidden, indecent and outright lewd that I took to it with
white hot lust.  I licked their shafts like ice cream and
sucked them both as my head bobbed.  Backing off I looked to
their faces and happily found them kissing each other as
their hips moved.

Another quick glance to the window and another jolt of
terror for again I was sure I saw `Ol James' face watching.
Simple reason said that if he was there and hadn't done
anything then he was probably wasn't going to stop us.  Heck
that dirty perv was most likely getting off on watching us.
Whoa that thought sent burning sparks spalling off in side
of me.  If I thought I liked be watched by Doug and Mark as
I stripping that was nothing to how I felt be watched while
I was doing nastier things. Just the thought of him watching
made it even better.

A pair of warm, insistent boy hands slipped into the hair of
my head and as their hips moved closer they guided my mouth
back to their tools.  Greedily with their cocks touching
each other I took them back in.  Visions of James hiding in
the shadows watching while stroking his own prick danced in
my head.  I had to imagine what a hard man's cock would look
like as I'd never seen one.  I envisioned one like ours only
maybe twice as big with hair all around it.  The reality of
it would be a shock yet to come.

As I licked and sucked my friends I wondered if they had
seen James' in the shadows.  Both my buddies were pressed to
my face with their little hips pumping in my mouth.  Their
motions alternated so Mark was sliding up while Doug slid
down and I realized they were purposely sliding their shafts
over one another.  More than just sliding they rubbed and
swirled them together as my sucking and licking added to
their fun.

My arms had reached up to embrace the two of them and they
were now resting around their hips.  My cock shook and
bounced free and unattended as my own hands began to explore
the bottoms of my friends.  Left and right hands worked
together fondling the cheeks of my friends.  Oh how I
caressed and molded their muscled back sides.  First one
side then the other...  I touched and probed everywhere
running my hands into their cracks.  Both of them jumped and
rose up on their tippy toes jamming their cocks so deep into
me that I gagged as my fingers tickled over their ass holes.
I pushed at their openings and found Doug still slippery
from the Vaseline so my finger slipped in easily.  He road
my finger as his hips pumped slipping my little digit
farther inside of him with each thrust.

Mark however was still dry and my finger could only go in to
the first knuckle so instead I reached under him to find his
balls.  It didn't seem to matter what I did to them for the
both writhed and moaned at my touch.  I was doing more in
the last hours than I had done in all of my short life and
the more I did the more I wanted.  Cool air swam around my
hard penis and something about it being denied any touch
made me super sensitive to anything and everything.  As my
friends pumped in my mouth I could feel my thing tremble in
unison with my heart beat.

My whole body was on overload.  My state of arousal was
levels beyond anything I had ever experienced and I wondered
how much more I could take.  New images flowed in and out of
my head and as Doug pushed his bottom against my finger
flashing fantasies threw graphic images through my mind.  My
eyes rolled as dreamed visions of my cock replacing that
finger ran and as quickly as that idea came to me I also
thought of having one of them stick their hard prick into
me.  I was inflamed and knew I would try both.

Mark and Doug seemed to be caught within their own desires
for as I moved they too shifted position.  Their cocks
withdrew and with the taste of their sex on my tongue they
leaned down and began to kiss me.  They rained kisses about
my face and when one made contact with my lips the other did
too.  All three of us darted tongues about.  I wondered if
they could taste themselves of my lips.  Straining my eyes I
searched `Ol James' kitchen window but could see nothing.  I
was convincing myself that all of his shadows had been a
trick played by my mind.  Then for the briefest of seconds a
distant dull light lit the ceiling of his kitchen.  The
refrigerator door had just opened.  As quickly as it
appeared it disappeared seconds later.

With the two of them facing me I knew they had missed it.
Despite knowing the chances of us being watched were better
than 50/50 I lost none of my desire.  On the contrary the
danger this added rocketed my lust higher.  Adjusting my
position I stood and our three bodies came together most
naturally.  Between the kisses we worked our dongs doing our
best to bring them into contact.  We all knew this had to
end soon but we couldn't stop our selves and Mark was the
first to pull away saying,

"We better get back before we get caught"

Doug's body turned to face Mark as he talked presenting his
back side to me.  I knew Mark was right but my arms reached
around Doug as my cock nestled itself into the crack of his
ass.  My hands stroked Doug's flesh running over his stomach
and chest as Mark lost his train of thought as he looked at
my hands all over Doug.  Stretching I strained to find his
boy hard on and as I touched him all over I ran my dick up
and down Doug's ass just like I did to the sheets of my bed
at home when I masturbated.

His silky skin was wonderful against the tip of my prick.
Trying to describe my heightened state of arousal would be
impossible.  I was near dizzy but so very aware of the
physical world around me.  I sensed the slightest breeze and
my fingers seemed oh so much more sensitive than ever
before.  My eyes seemed able to capture every little nuance
of both Mark's and Doug's naked hard bodies.  It was insane
but along with all these other heightened sensations my cock
seemed to have it's own need for on one of my strokes it
slipped under Doug.  It had found Doug's asshole and powered
by something other than my conscious mind it wiggled ever so
slightly in.  Once there and once aware both my conscious
self and desire took over and I pushed.

With his ass still slippery my cock entered him smoothly.
His cheeks and legs spread to give me better access.  While
I'd never done this before the motions came ever so
naturally and with him pushing back I jammed forward.  We
were fucking!  It was beyond intense as I'd never felt
anything like it.  My cock was buried deep within a warm,
soft, tight cocoon of wicked enveloping pleasure and in the
open night air I screwed Doug's ass as I held his cock in my
hand.  My hand held onto his took driving him backwards and
pulling him forwards in time with my need for stimulation.

Mark had forgotten all about running back to our tent and as
he realized that I had slipped into Doug he pressed himself
against Doug from the front.  His hands were all over the
two of us.  Soon he began reaching all the way around both
of us and as he drove his penis against my hand holding
Doug's dick he squeezed the cheeks of my ass.  I was pumping
faster and faster know my release was coming on fast.  Just
when I thought I was going over the edge Mark came around
behind me.  Suddenly aware of him I felt his rod between the
cheeks of my ass.  His knees hit me in the back of mine
causing my legs to buckle.

My weight dropped and I became very aware of his fingers
holding his cock at my ass hole.  He was going to fuck me
while I fucked Doug.  To this day I can't believe we did
this.  It happened so fast and was so far beyond our, or at
least my, sexual expertise that it startled me but didn't
slow me down.  I accepted it easily and quickly.  It's
astounding at how instantly we can adapt to new things.
Mark started his way into me and then shifted his hands to
my hips as he thrust.  My ass like Doug's had retained a
touch of the lube used earlier and Mark's cock entered
easily.  We were still young so our members we not yet fully
developed making what we were now doing less challenging.

From the first instants of my slipping behind Doug he had
turned to take hold of the picnic table.  Slightly bent he
offered his backside oh so willingly widening his stance.
Now I was trapped between them Mark's to screw while Doug's
was mine.  Each motion elicited wild sensations cock, ass,
cock, ass, cock, ass, oh it was thrilling.  I'd drive into
Doug only to feel Mark's slide away.  More than once he
popped right out as I'd yet to balance the rhythm.  Funny
thing was, I missed it the second it disappeared.  Good
thing is Mark put it back in just as quickly.  After a few
pop outs Mark became more forceful fucking me harder and
making sure he stayed in me.  I shook inside sensing Mark's
manic need and it seemed like together we both fucked Doug.

What a wild time.  I loved taking Doug.  After all he was
the leader of our group and yet here he was impaled on my
cock making me feel in control.  As much as I loved driving
in and out of Doug it was being Mark's sex object that
really lit me up.  He was inside of me and I wanted more,
deeper, harder and more intense.  All three of us had become
more vocal.  The quiet of the night split with our moans and
guttural rutting sighs.  Together we rushed towards a climax
and I soon reached my peak and found myself pounding Doug's
ass as hard as I could.  My hips drove my member deep as I
could into Doug as my hands tried to reach around to fill my
hands with his cock.  Mark too had to be as near as I was
for he fucked me just as hard.  The two of us plowed into
Doug sometimes lifting his feet from the ground.

When it happened it was a zillion times more powerful than
anything I'd discovered hidden in my room at home.  My head
rolled, my eyes fluttered and I know I must have screamed
but never heard myself as my senses were on overload.  I'll
never know how long we stayed coupled for once I came I held
onto Doug letting him support my weight.  Soon I became
aware of Mark doing the same to me and if Doug didn't have
that table to support the three of us we'd have collapsed
into a pile.  Slowly we disengaged.  Our sexual energy
drained away.  Only then did I look up the Jim's kitchen
window.

Deep shadows but no ghostly images looked back as the
night's coolness caressed my sweat damp frame.  Exhaled
satisfied sighs escaped our bodies as we all came back to
ourselves followed by self-conscious giggles.  With shrugs
we looked at one another smiled and darted from `Ol James'
yard.  If he was hidden somewhere in that kitchen then he
would have had a hell of a show.

The race back to our tent was uneventful and once back Mark
grabbed a small towel and soaked it using the garden hose.
He stifled starts of surprise as he ran that cold towel over
his privates passing it to me.  I folded it over and quickly
passed it over most of my body cleaning up.  Folding it one
more time I passed it to Doug.

The dampness of that cold towel made me shiver and as that
summer night dried our bodies we went into the tent.  We
exchanged spent touches and weak kisses as we climbed
between our blankets and quickly fell asleep.