Date: Mon, 21 May 2007 15:00:53 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: The Springfield Jerkoffs - Chapter 9 (b/b/b/b/ oral) This story is completely fiction; it is the story of several young boys, their friendships, and their sexual adventures together. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave now. Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. I will try to respond to all emails: the.empty.room@hotmail.com Thanks to a reader/friend who let me borrow his name and youthful sexual talents -- although what happens in this story is completely fiction. And this story is dedicated to two friends who just exchanged rings and whose names appear in the story. Their love is an inspiration. The Springfield Jerkoffs - Chapter 9 (b/b/b/b oral) "Um...wait a minute, Phil," Neal whispered. Phil had just asked Danny and James to look at something they would find interesting -- his friend's five inch dick. For a moment, the old Neal resurfaced. "I don't know..." Neal's whisper died away, but his hand clenched on Phil's naked thigh. "It's okay, Neal," Phil said. "We're all friends. We'll let them see -- and you'll find out that what I told you about being proud of it was right." Danny and James scooted over onto the pile of sleeping bags, and, as they moved, they pulled the pants and briefs that had been around their ankles completely off. Phil did the same. Phil and Danny were wearing t-shirts, and James's shirt was unbuttoned and open. Neal was the only one completely dressed. Phil reached for Neal's crotch and rubbed it. Neal was hard, looking at three boys naked from the waist down. He didn't say anything; he consented to what Phil wanted by leaning back against the side of the bed and spreading his legs slightly. Phil noticed that he was blushing a little. He wasn't sure he'd ever seen Neal blush before. "You guys will like this," Phil said to Danny and James. Phil unzipped Neal's jeans, and Neal raised his hips to let Phil pull them completely off. The large bulge in his briefs was more than a hint of what Danny and James could expect next. When Phil reached for the waistband of his briefs, Neal drew in a breath. But he raised his hips for Phil again. And when the waistband was down far enough, his five inch boner sprang up. "Oh my god!" James said. Phil pulled Neal's briefs off. He pulled Neal's t-shirt up and over his head. Neal was naked. He blushed deeply. "Wow." Danny breathed out a long, slow whistle between his teeth. "Neal...man!" "Isn't he beautiful?" Phil's comment burst from him before he thought, and he stopped, blushing a bit himself at his use of the word "beautiful." "Beautiful!" Danny agreed. "How long? How long, Neal?" "It's the biggest dick I've ever seen," James said. "Five inches," Neal said quietly. "No," Phil reminded him; "a little over five inches. We measured," he explained to the boys. "About five and a quarter!" "Five! But I thought... How old are you?" James asked. "Eleven," Neal said. "Wow," Danny repeated. "Just turned eleven a couple of months ago. And that's not all," Phil grinned. "Tell them," he urged Neal. Neal remianed silent, so Phil let them know. "He can cum, too!" As if he were going to demonstrate for them, Phil reached for his best friend's cock and stroked it. All eyes were on the swollen red cockhead as the first drops of precum appeared. Phil wiped it with his finger, showed it to Danny and James, and licked it into his mouth. He grinned. "Damn, Neal -- that is so cool! That's a great cock!" James moved in a little closer. "Do you realize," Danny started, "that nobody -- nobody -- on the team has one that big. Not even Steve." "I told him, guys," Phil. "He's got the biggest one on the team, and it's going to be the biggest one in the seventh grade, too, I bet." While the boys had been talking, they had arranged themselves in a semi-circle around Neal. James had let his shirt drop from around his shoulders, so Danny and Phil pulled their tees off. Now, all four boys were naked. Phil stroked Neal's thigh lightly. "You okay, buddy? Neal?" Neal smiled a little nervously at Phil. "Yeah... Sure, okay." "See, Neal? They think your cock is great. And they're your friends, too, like me. You're no freak -- they wouldn't lie to you." "Freak?" James sounded incredulous. "Freak? Hell, if having five inches of meat when you're eleven is a freak, I wish I'd been a freak a couple of years ago!" Neal looked at the three hard cocks on his three friends and began to relax. "I just didn't know... you know..." And he didn't even jump when Phil reached for his cock and stroked it again. Neal sighed. It wasn't so bad. It was all right, in fact, being naked with friends. Phil scooted over to his side and put his arm around Neal's shoulder again. Only this time, Neal's shoulders were bare. His hand returned to Neal's dick and stroked slowly. "Guys," Danny said quietly. "Why don't we just... you know, play with each other a while...? "You guys stroke his cock, too," Phil said to Danny and James. "Okay, Neal?" "Um..yea...okay..." Neal said. As Danny reached for Neal's hard five inches, Phil reached for James' cock, keeping his eyes on James' face to make sure it was all right. James grinned at him, pinched one of Phil's nipples lightly, and reached for Phil's dick. There was silence for a moment as three hands explored dicks they had never touched before. Wow, Phil thought. James is so smooth and so hard at the same time. He let his finger brush into the little mound of brown pubes at the base of James' dick. As it throbbed in his hand, he felt his own cock throb in James' hand. He'd never been this close to James when he was naked before. His skin was smooth across his chest, and his nipples were a shade darker. They were hard now. Phil suddenly realized that Neal was the only one not touching someone. Then he realized exactly how it was that Neal liked to touch... "It's okay, Neal," Phil said to him. "You can do it. He'll like it." Neal slowly lowered his head until it was between Danny's legs. Without even touching his cock with his hands, Neal sucked his cockhead into his mouth. Danny gasped. Danny's hand fell from Neal's dick as Neal pushed back against him; he lowered himself onto the sleeping bags until he was lying on his back. Neal was between his spread legs, sucking almost all of Danny's cock into his mouth. Phil and James crouched down so they could see Danny's dick disappear completely into Neal's mouth as the younger boy moved his head up and down on it. Neal was moaning at the pleasure filling his mouth as the hot dick swept past his lips and tongue. He sucked as he pulled his head up. "Oooo... fuck..." Danny closed his eyes. The other two watched as Danny's wet dick appeared, then disappeared. Neal slowed his movements until he was sucking lightly just on Danny's cockhead. Danny felt the tongue flick over and around his pisshole, the lips holding tightly to the crown of his dickhead. "More of the tongue... all over... that's it..." Danny's hand was on Neal's head as he whispered to him. James stroked the smoothness of Danny's thigh just inches from his cock. He could smell the sex in front of his face as Danny's hard cock throbbed against Neal's lips. It was a scent he knew well, a scent he loved. "Cum for him, Danny... Let him taste how sweet you are, Danny..." James was whispering his encouragements to both the boys. Phil felt so... proud. Proud? Yeah, turned on... hot... sexy... But, proud? Proud that his friend could please both Danny and James so much. Fuck, yeah, he though. Proud! Danny's quiet grunts had become a little louder. "He's going to cum for you, Neal. Suck him hard, now. He'll shoot for you..." James was still whispering to the two. Danny groaned louder once, then he thrust his hips up as his first shot of cum burst out of his little hole. Neal was surprised at the amount of it. He'd only sucked one other dick, Phil's, and Phil didn't cum that much yet. But he loved the taste that filled his mouth so full he had to swallow quickly. He sucked for more, and Danny shot another mouthful. Neal got three mouthfuls from the thirteen-year-old, and then he sucked what oozed from the cockhead. James was stroking his own hard dick when Danny opened his eyes. James leaned down and kissed Danny on the cheek and had only started to sit up again when Neal's head was shoving his hand from his dick. Neal sucked James' dick almost completely into his mouth. "AAAArrrr..." James fell back onto the sleeping bags under the attack on his cock. Neal sucked fast and hard, as though the load he'd just taken from Danny had merely whetted his appetite. As the suction on his cock strengthened, James felt fingers gently squeezing his balls. His cock was throbbing continuously now, and he felt the tightness in his gut as his orgasm closed in on him. "Uuuuu...Ahhhhh...ahhhhh..." James shot three hard bursts into Neal's mouth, then his dick pulsed twice with two smaller shots. James felt completely weakened as the eleven-year-old sucked and licked the last of his cum. Neal crawled over to Phil, and they kissed. Phil's dick lurched with the realization that he was tasting cum from both Danny and James in Neal's mouth. Finally, Neal pulled away and settled in close to Phil's side, and the two of them watched Danny and James recover. "Maybe I shouldn't have done that," Neal muttered, more to himself than to Phil. "What?" Phil asked. "Nothing. I need to piss." Neal got up and went into the bathroom. He closed the door. "Did he say he shouldn't have done that?" Danny raised up from the floor and rested on one elbow. "Yeah. I think that's what he said," Phil responded. "You mean, he thinks he shouldn't have sucked us?" James sat up. "Let me tell you, he's one hell of a cocksucker." Phil was feeling a little defensive of his best friend. "Look, he's not a cocksucker, okay? He's just... a guy. That's all." "Hey," James said. "I didn't mean anything by that." He paused. "You think maybe he's embarrassed about doing it?" Danny wondered. "Yeah, maybe," Phil said. "Just... just don't be so tough on him, okay?" "Hey, we like Neal," James said. "We don't want to make him feel bad or anything." The conversation stopped when they heard the toilet flush. The bathroom door opened, and Neal rejoined them on the floor. They were all silent for a minute. "I don't want you guys thinking I do that all the time or anything," Neal began. "I mean, it's not like..." He stopped. "I don't want to talk about it anymore." Oh, oh, Phil thought. The old Neal is back. "Well, we don't do it all the time, either," Danny said. "Just every chance we get." James was the first to snicker, then burst out in laughter. Danny and Phil joined him, and in a moment Neal was grinning, too. James moved a little closer to Neal. "So, we're just horny sometimes, dude. It happens. A lot," he smiled." He stroked Neal's thigh and felt the muscle tense a moment, then relax. "Look," James continued, "I started jerking off the minute I knew my dick did more than piss. And it's just a hell of a lot more fun with somebody else, right?" Neal couldn't help but nod his agreement. It certainly was! He smiled to himself, remembering his first wet dream. It was almost scarey. He hadn't been prepared for it and knew nothing about what it meant. He knew his dick felt good sometimes when it was hard, but his first cum had taken him by surprise. He was a smart guy, and a little reading educated him pretty quickly. He'd been jerking off ever since. And thinking, sometimes, of his best friend... James was still massaging his thigh was watching Neal's secret smile. I have secrets, too, James thought. Guess we all do. Almost unconsciously, Neal spread his legs wider, enjoying the sensation of the warm hand on his thigh. He looked down to see his more-than-five-inch dick lying against his other thigh, only inches from James' hand. He had known it was bigger than it was "supposed" to be and had never been sure how that would seem to others... Or if they would understand how much he thought about it... He looked over at the hand that began to stroke his other leg. Phil. God, Neal thought. How great that feels, to have Phil touching me... My best friend... Phil looked up at Neal as he slid closer. His eyes traveled down his best friend's slender body to that huge dick. And his lips slid over the cockhead, sucking it into his mouth. James moved away to watch the two friends, and Danny joined him, putting his arm around his shoulders. Phil's face was buried in Neal's lap, and Neal put both of his hands on his friend's head. Oh, he liked this guy so much, he thought. Could he ever tell Phil just how much that was? It felt so... just right... to know his cock was buried deeply in Phil's mouth, to feel it pulsing as Phil's tongue brushed against it. Somehow he managed to spread his legs ever farther apart, as though he were giving everything he had down there to the boy sucking him. But Neal tightened his muscles. Somehow, he had learned while jerking off so many times that he could tighten his muscles down there and hold off his cums. His eyes watered with the need to relieve his sexual tension, but he held it in. He looked over to the other boys and saw that Danny was sucking James' hard cock, licking the precum as it appeared at his hole. Neal's cock suddenly throbbed harder than ever, and he knew he could not hold back any longer. The knot in his belly tightened almost painfully for a moment, then it released. "Awwww...uhhhhhhhhh...aaaaaaaaa..." Neal's long, high groan filled the room as his cum shot from deep inside him, through his cock, and into Phil's waiting mouth. At eleven, he was too young to shoot a lot, but each time a drop surged through his dick Neal felt as much pleasure as any man could ever feel. "Oooooo....Jaaaaaames...ooooooo..." Danny fed his best friend from deep inside himself, shooting his teen cum with hard thrusts into James' waiting mouth. He pressed harder against James as he emptied himself, then he fell back onto the sleeping bag. For a long while, no one moved, and no one spoke. They were exhausted. Four naked boys, their arms and legs lying against each other, their dicks softened and red, their mouths still tasting the cum they had sucked from their friends. Soon the room was filled with the sound of their more regular breathing. Someone was snoring very lightly. Bellies were rising and falling gently. But one was not asleep. Neal slowly opened his eyes and looked around. No one had to know what he thought, he decided. No one could tell what he thought. What he thought was his own business. What he thought was that his friends were the more exciting guys, the most beautiful guys, the sexiest guys in the world. And his own best friend, the one he'd dreamed about for so long... Neal rolled over slowly so he wouldn't waken anyone. Not just yet. He looked carefully at the flaccid dick in front of his face. What was it about dicks? What was it about this one special dick? He licked lightly at Phil's dickhead, and it flexed gently in front of his face. He opened his mouth and rested it above that dick for a moment, then lowered his mouth to cover the dickhead with the heat and moisture of his tongue. The dick moved again. Neal froze in place. He didn't even want to breath. He wanted to feel what would happen next. His tongue was so sensitive he was certain he could feel the heartbeat through the cockhead. Very slowly, the cockhead grew a little larger. As it grew it pressed a little more against the tongue holding it in place. The shaft holding it also grew, thickened, and in just a few moments the cock was fully hardened, fully swollen inside Neal's mouth. He sucked very gently. Phil groaned in his sleep as his legs slowly spread to open his groin more completely. Neal sucked slowly, inhaling every breath deeply through his nose. He got Phil's dick completely into his mouth, and he could feel the blond fuzz of the pubes tickling at his nose. He pushed his face into his friend gently but steadily. He sucked. And he wasn't sucking cock. He was sucking Phil, sucking his best friend, sucking the greatest... Phil groaned again as he slowly woke. He didn't need to open his eyes to know what was happening -- or who was making it happen. He put his hands on the back of the head at his groin and felt the Neal's soft hair. He relaxed, moving his fingers only slightly to let Neal know he was awake. Neal felt the thrill in his belly as the fingers moved on his head. Phil was awake, and he knew... He knew Neal was doing this for him. Neal sucked slowly, nursing on the hard cock. His own dick was hard now, as hard as it got, pressing into the sleeping bag on the floor. He ached to move his dick around and experience another great cum, but he didn't. He focused on the cock in his mouth. God, he loved sucking this cock! He just simply loved it! If there was something wrong with him, well... that's just the way it was. He loved sucking this cock! Phil's quiet groans were coming a little more rapidly, and Neal felt the tension building in his friend's groin. He sucked just a little faster, moving up and down, making sure to suck all of it into his mouth, letting the cockhead press against the back of his mouth each time. He sucked, waiting for what was building deep inside his friend's body. "Uhhhpppp...mmmm..." Two more emphatic groans as Phil's cock spasmed inside Neal's mouth. Neal tasted the drops of cum and sucked lightly, gently, until there was no more. He let the softening dick slide from his mouth and rested his head against Phil's hip. In moments, the two boys were sleeping, adding their own little sounds to those coming from Danny and James.