Date: Tue, 30 Aug 2022 00:54:34 -0400 From: Dope Subject: The Bond Between Boys THE BOND BETWEEN BOYS DISCLAIMERS: This story is a work of fiction. All references to real-life scenarios are mere coincidence. This story details sexual acts involving minors. If it is illegal to read material like this in your jurisdiction, DO NOT proceed. Consider donating to nifty.org to keep the website online. BACKGROUND: This story is inspired by true events that happened when I was younger, but the names and exact situations and details of all characters have been changed and altered. This story is about the bond formed when boys share a sexual, yet non-romantic, experience with each other. I'm sure many other straight dudes can relate or have similar stories and know what I'm talking about. Relatively innocent, though there are some sexual elements to it; this ain't some hardcore sex story. I hope you enjoy. STORY: My name is Trenton, but I go by Trent. I am 17 years old, and my 18th birthday is just around the corner. I live in a small town in rural Tennessee about an hour outside of Nashville. Growing up in a conservative state, it's not hard to imagine the grief you get for even acting the slightest bit gay, even if you're joking around and don't actually mean it. I myself am straight, though I have done "gay" things with my friends in the past. Growing up, I really only had two best friends: one during elementary and middle school, and the other my senior year of high school. Both of them are two years younger than me. I jacked off together with both of them. It was mutual, and we all enjoyed it every time I did it with either of them. I still do it with my senior-year best friend from time to time. Neither one of us think of it as gay; just two dudes doing what dudes do but together. Still, if any of our other friends found out, or, God forbid, our parents, we would be cast out of society and disowned. Anyway, it was the middle of summer after I had just graduated from high school, and I would be going off to my freshman year of college soon. I had not been swimming yet this year and wanted to go swimming with other people, but my best friend was busy with family obligations and was looking for his first summer job. I thought it boring to go swimming by myself, but I had an idea for a solution. I have some cousins who are a few years younger than me who live out of state and come to visit their grandparents every summer. Their grandparents are my aunt and uncle, which makes them my second cousins. One is 14 years old, and the other one is 10. They are both brothers. Their names are Karry and Kolton, respectively. I decided to ask them if I could come over and go swimming with them sometime. I had actually seen Karry and Kolton every year when we celebrated Independence Day at my aunt and uncle's house. My aunt and uncle had a pool in their backyard, and so all of our family would get together for a cookout and shoot off fireworks there every year, so I had been swimming with them before, though I had not gotten to know them that well until last July 4. Karry was 13 then, so I figured he had reached the age of maturity where I could talk to him and joke with him about things and it would not be seen as weird. I found out he played the same video games I did, and we talked politics, music, YouTubers we liked, and other stuff. He also likes to joke about how he hates gay people and black people; I know for a fact he's just joking and doesn't actually hate either group, but he does believe being gay is wrong. I had played video games with him off-and-on throughout the past year. It was nice to have someone else who played the same games that I did, as most of my friends either didn't play the same games as me or just didn't play video games at all. Not to mention, the few who did were busy with jobs or their girlfriends. I texted Karry and asked if I could come hang out and go swimming with him and Kolton this Friday. He seemed cool with it and was excited to see me since he hadn't in nearly a year. I have other cousins on the other side of my family, but Karry is my favorite; me and him get along so well together, and my other cousins just pick on me, calling me names and insulting me every chance they get. Karry was different. At times, I felt like he was my brother instead of my cousin, even though we didn't really know each other until a year ago. We are so much alike as far as personality and hobbies are concerned, and it sucks that I really only get to see him once a year. I was excited to see him too, so I couldn't wait until Friday. Friday rolled around, and so I started driving to my aunt and uncle's house to see Karry and Kolton. They live in a rural town too, and it took about an hour driving on the back roads to get there. When I arrived, my aunt answered the door and said Karry and Kolton were upstairs playing video games and invited me up there to join them. Before I even walked through the door, Karry came walking down the stairs to greet me. "What's up, dude?" I asked him. "Hey," was his only word. He turned around to go back upstairs as I followed him up. Now in the upstairs of my aunt and uncle's house, there are three bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a tiny little hallway between two of the bedrooms with one of the bathrooms and a tiny little storage space in the hall. When you first walk upstairs, you can go straight into the master bathroom, turn left into the master bedroom, or turn right into one of the other two bedrooms I just described. My aunt and uncle did not sleep in the master bedroom upstairs, instead choosing to sleep in the guest bedroom downstairs, so Karry and Kolton had the whole upstairs to themselves. Karry was staying in the first of the two attached bedrooms, and Kolton was staying in the other one, just past the little hall which is no more than 10 feet in length. Karry made his way to his room and sat down in a beanbag chair in front of his PlayStation 4. He was in the middle of a Call of Duty match when he had come to greet me at the door. He picked up his controller and started playing again as I stood by him and watched. We made small talk about how our lives were going and what he had been up to since he'd been back in Tennessee. Of course, we made some dirty jokes too. Karry joked about how suspicious or "sus" Kolton was, and mentioned that he had picked up on sex and dirty jokes from him, since they shared a room together back home. I could hear Kolton in the other room yelling at a Fortnite match he was in, so after a few minutes, I decided to go talk to him. I opened up both little doors down the hallway to find Kolton sitting on the bed, yelling at his teammates on Xbox One for being bad. His little 10-year-old squeaker voice was cute and made me laugh a bit. "You okay there, bud?" I asked him. "Yeah, but my teammates suck ass!" he cried. "Rez me!" he demanded of them, as he had just been knocked. "So Kolton, Karry tells me you're kinda sus and stuff," I said, sitting down on the bed next to him. "You know what sex and stuff is, right? And how babies are made?" "Yeah, it's weird," was his response. "Are you good at Fortnite?" I asked him, changing the subject. "Oh yeah, I'm really good," he said. "No, Kolton. You suck dick!" yelled Karry from the other room. "Our grandma could beat your ass in Fortnite!" "I don't suck dick. I suck yours," Kolton shot back. Man, the kid was sus. "You're gay. We knew it," Karry said back through the rooms. I couldn't help but giggle and wrapped my arms around Kolton and pulled him closer to give him a big hug. "Are you and Karry always like this back home?" I asked him. "Pretty much," he said. By this point, his team had been eliminated and he was loading back into the lobby. "Do you have lots of skins?" I asked him. "Yeah, I'll show you all I have." He scrolled over to go to his Fortnite locker and showed me all of the character skins he had. "Look at the boobs on this one," he said, selecting one of the female skins. "And she's got a huge ass." Again, I giggled. This is a 10 year old squeaker who doesn't fully understand what he's saying and is only starting to understand girls and have sexual thoughts. "Do you know what jacking off is, Kolton?" I asked him. "Just look at her boobs!" he ignored my question, drew his face closer to the TV, and widened his eyes. "Bro, do you know what jacking off is?" I repeated. "No, but this skin is very sexy just like me." God, the kid was simping over a Fortnite skin! "Jacking off is when you play with your wiener so that it feels good," I explained in kid terms. I began making the motion with my fingers and asked, "Have you ever done this to your wiener?" "No, that sounds weird," he said, more interested in playing Fortnite. He loaded into a new game, and we sat in silence for a little bit as I watched his gameplay. He ended up losing his match and his teammates didn't help him, as was usual for him. "Hey, when are we going swimming?" he asked me. "Whenever you and Karry want to," I said. "Karry," he called to his brother in the other room, "can we go swimming?" "In a few minutes! Let me finish this match!" Karry shouted back. I decided to get up and go back into Karry's room and see what he was doing. Still on his PlayStation, he was talking to one of his friends as they played Call of Duty: Warzone. Now, as I said before, I am not gay, but I can recognize when another guy is good looking or sexy. This will make me sound a bit bi, but I think all blonds are sexy, both girls and boys. Karry and Kolton were both golden blonds and pretty tan. Last year on July 4, Karry had a buzz cut, but it had started to grow back a bit. He let it grow out over the past year, because he had a full head of wavy hair now and it was almost down to his ears. Surprisingly, he was slightly taller than me. He was also very strong, but no defined muscles or abs. He was skinny, though. He played baseball. Kolton looked very similar to his older brother, but his hair was a bit lighter in color than Karry's. It was also less wavy. I think it's safe to say that both of them are good looking, and I admired them for that. I myself am a bit chubby, but I'm not fat. I had started to lose weight since I had been going to the gym over the past year. I was starting to get defined muscles in my arms and was proud to show them off. Unlike Karry and Kolton, though, I have dark brown hair, am pasty white, and am spotted with freckles. After he finished his Warzone match, Karry told his friend goodbye and said he was going swimming with his brother and cousin. He went into the master bathroom, just in front of the staircase, to change; I ran out to my car to grab my swim trunks. I came back in and went upstairs to Kolton's room and told him to get changed so we could go. He said he didn't like wearing trunks and was just going to wear his shorts; he didn't have underwear on. He got out of the room and let me change in there. At the same time, my aunt and uncle yelled that they were going to be leaving for a few hours. Being the next "adult" in the house, I told them I'd keep an eye on the boys and that Karry could pretty much take care of himself. It was Kolton I'd have to worry about. With that, we all ran out to the pool and jumped in. The air was hot and muggy on this mid-summer's day, but the water was still a little cool. We splashed and played around, horseplayed, fought each other with pool noodles, and of course, the usual boy stuff in the pool: stuck our dicks in front of the pool jet. For someone who was homophobic, or at least acted like it and didn't approve of gay people, Karry was surprisingly sus in the pool. He explained to Kolton that if you put your dick in front of the pool jet it feels good. I went along and agreed with him. Kolton tried it, but said it felt weird. "How about this?" Karry said, launching at Kolton underwater. He headed for Kolton's shorts and started tugging at them. "No, get off of me! Rape!" Kolton shouted, jokingly. He was laughing a little bit, but he didn't want to lose his shorts. Karry struggled for a few minutes, then backed off and came up for air. "Have either of you been skinny dipping before?" I asked them. "I haven't," said Karry, "but I've taken Kolton's shorts off before and thrown them out of the pool." "Nice," I said. "Come on, help me," Karry requested of me, going back underwater to try again. I stayed above water and started heading toward Kolton as well. I was going to hold his arms in place so he couldn't fight back while Karry dragged his shorts off. Again, Kolton squirmed and tried resisting, but the 10 year old was no match for a 14 and 17 year old. "Rape! Rape!" he shouted. Luckily, the neighbors were not around to hear, though I can't imagine three kids roughhousing in a pool on a hot summer day would be of concern to them. After a few minutes of struggling, Karry finally got them off of him, and Kolton's tiny dick was free at last. He was quick to cover himself with his hands. Curiosity got the better of me, and I tried going underwater to see if I could see anything, but his hands were covering it up. I got a glance of it though. It was small and not hard at all, but it was circumcised. Karry and I just laughed about it. Karry threw Kolton's shorts to the other side of the pool, and they sank to the bottom. Kolton was quick to swim over and grab them and put them back on. After being in the pool for about an hour, we were starting to get tired. Karry was the first to get out, but said we could get back in after dinner. He was quick to dry off and head back inside. Kolton and me, however, stayed outside to dry off in the sun. "So," I asked him, "why does it matter if I see your wiener, bro?" "It's just weird," he said. "You're seven years older than me." "So?" I replied. "We're all boys. I don't see why it matters." "Whatever." We both finished drying off and went back inside. Karry had already changed back into shorts and a t-shirt when Kolton and I walked back upstairs, though he didn't have any underwear on. He was already loading back into a game; this time, Apex Legends. My aunt called Karry's phone a few minutes later and asked what we wanted for dinner. We got chili dogs from some local hot dog place. After dinner, we went swimming again. This time, my aunt and uncle were back home, so we couldn't roughhouse and play around like we were before, but we still had fun. The sun was also setting, and we would have to get out and go in soon. My aunt and uncle wouldn't let us go swimming in the dark. When we got out this time, we all dried off together and went in together. Of course, Karry and I made dirty jokes and talked about girls in front of Kolton, but he didn't pick up on everything. He just knew the basic stuff and had much to learn. We all went upstairs to change out of our swim trunks again, or in Kolton's case, his shorts. Karry, again, just wore a t-shirt and shorts with no underwear. Kolton did the same thing. I was planning on leaving soon, so I put my underwear back on. I went back and forth between Karry's and Kolton's rooms. Again, there was just a tiny hallway separating them, so any conversation in one room could be heard in the other. I stayed in Kolton's room for about an hour watching him play Fortnite, before going back to Karry's room for my last hour there. He was switching back and forth between Apex and Warzone whenever he had a bad game. "You should ask if you can spend the night," Karry told me. "I know Grandma G. would let you." They called her "Grandma G." because my aunt's name is Greta. "I know she would," I said. "You know, I used to stay here over the summer too, whenever my mom would go on business trips for a week or two." The reason I had to stay with my aunt and uncle, instead of my dad, was because my father was abusive. My mom and he had divorced when I was 8. She had sole custody of me. I never had a real father figure growing up, which I think made me more emotional than other boys. "Then ask if you can stay," Karry said, hoping I would. "No. I haven't seen my mom all day. She had already left for work when I woke up, and I never planned on spending the night. I don't have a change of clothes or anything," I explained to him. The look on his face was that of disappointment. "Look, if you want to ask if I can stay, you can," I said. "No, you're right. If you haven't seen your mom and stuff, I'm sure she wants to see you," Karry said. This is honestly why I love Karry so much. Even though he's a teenager that jokes around and stuff, he understands when to be serious and respects other people in that way. Out of respect for my mom, he wasn't going to ask. I must admit, I was a little disappointed inside, but at the same time, I felt bad for my mom, so I was going to go home and see her. It was around 9:20 at night and I was planning on leaving at 10:00. That's when my uncle came upstairs. He was shirtless and just in shorts. His large, hairy, chubby belly protruded outward. I assumed he was kicking me out, as he and Greta usually went to sleep early, but what happened next surprised me. "Hey, Greta and I are going on to bed," he said. "Trent, you're more than welcome to spend the night, if you want. I don't want you driving those back roads back to your house." I immediately perked up inside, while trying to play it cool on the outside. "Okay, let me call my mom and see if she's okay with it," I said. I immediately called her on my phone and asked her if I could stay. "Of course you can stay," she said. "I'm not concerned about your safety if you're with Uncle Dave." Dave was her brother. "Okay, thank you," I replied and hung up the phone. I turned back to my uncle who was still standing there. "She said I could stay. Thanks Uncle Dave." "No problem," he said. "Y'all try to keep it down now so we can sleep." "We will, Grandpa D," Karry said, as Dave turned back to go downstairs. "Good night," he said walking back down, shutting the door between Karry's room and the top of the staircase behind him. "Alright, that worked out, didn't it?" said Karry. "Dude, I'm so glad it did, actually," I replied. "Me too," he said. "Yeah. It sucks that I only get to see you once a year." "Yeah. Honestly, I wish I lived here," Karry explained. "I love my grandparents, and I miss my other family here too. If I could live here with my grandparents, I would." His mom, Greta and Dave's daughter, had died when he was 4, right after Kolton was born, and his dad had moved them across the country to Colorado for work. They have lived there ever since. "If you lived here with your grandparents, you would actually be going to school with another cousin I have on my dad's side of the family. He lives across town," I told him. "He's the same age as you." "Oh yeah?" he replied. "Cool." "Yeah, but he's mean to me. He calls me names and stuff. Not gonna lie, bro, you're my favorite cousin," I admitted. He smiled at that, but didn't say anything, instead focusing on his game. Kolton came in the room moments later, after just hearing Dave's voice. "What's going on? Did Grandpa D. say something?" "Yeah, he said Trent could spend the night," Karry said. "Cool," Kolton responded, walking around to stand on the other side of Karry's beanbag chair. "Hey, if we're all going to play games together, we should probably move the consoles in the same room so we aren't too loud and wake up Dave and Greta," I suggested. "Okay. Good idea," said Karry. So we proceeded to move Karry's PlayStation and TV in the other room where Kolton was. We also moved Kolton's Xbox and TV to the other side of the room from where the bed was. We had to get an extension cord out of the storage area across from the bathroom in the little hallway to plug everything up close to each other. What resulted was two huge televisions sitting side-by-side each other. We also brought in the beanbag chair and an office chair from Karry's room, and found a folding chair in the storage space so we could each have a chair to sit in. Lastly, Greta and Dave kept a Nintendo Switch at their house for whenever other kids in the family showed up, so we all three had a console to play on. Karry decided to sit in the office chair; I sat in the middle on the beanbag chair; and Kolton sat in the folding chair, but mostly chose to sit on the beanbag chair with me, or even in my lap. Karry played on his PlayStation, I played on Kolton's Xbox, and Kolton played on the Switch. We started off playing a Fortnite Trios match together with the three of us. There were times when Kolton raised his voice and Karry and I had to remind him to keep it down. We ended up winning our first match together. Both Karry and I took pictures of the "Victory Royale" screen to post on our stories to celebrate. "Let's go bro!" I said, giving him a high five when we won. "We got a number one Victory Royale," Kolton started singing. "That song is cringe," Karry said as we loaded back into the lobby. "Is it sad that I know the whole song?" I asked him. "Yeah, kinda," Karry answered. Only a few second passed until he spoke again, posting the picture to his friends on his phone. "You know what I just realized?" "What?" I asked. "You're only three years older than me. You could be my older brother," said Karry. His words really made me feel good inside. It surprised me that he thought of me the same way I thought of him. "Do you wish you had an older brother?" I asked him. "Yeah, kind of." He moved closer to me and whispered so Kolton couldn't hear. "I would've rather had an older brother than a younger brother." "Well, I'll be your brother, dude," I said. "You're too old to be our brother," Kolton chimed in. "No he's not. He's only seven years older than you, and only three years older than me," Karry explained to Kolton. "That's normal for siblings. You're four years younger than me, Kolton." "Well tonight, we're all brothers," I said, putting my arms around both of them and bringing them in for a group hug. We continued playing Fortnite together before we lost a few matches in a row. That's when Karry and I switched to playing Warzone together. Kolton couldn't join us on the Switch, so he continued to play Fortnite. The three of us talked about anything and everything while we were loading into games. Of course, at some point, the topic turned to girls. Karry mentioned he had a girlfriend. That's when Kolton started talking about Fortnite skins again. "Karry look at the huge ass on this skin," said Kolton, holding up the Switch for me and Karry to see. "Nigga, that thing is flat!" Karry exclaimed. This is how he normally spoke around his friends and his brother. Again, he's not racist. His best friend back in Colorado is black and gave him the N-word pass. "Now my wieenie is getting hard," Kolton said aloud, looking down at the lump in his shorts. I couldn't help but burst out laughing. "Try moving the skin up and down when it's hard," I told him. "No," he replied. "Why would I do that? It's weird." "It's not weird, Kolton," Karry said. "That's what you're supposed to do when your dick gets hard." "It's normal," I agreed. "Karry does it." "Just take your little dinky out and try it," Karry suggested. "I mean, I've already seen it before," I said, referring to what happened in the pool. "He takes it out and flashes it to me all the time," said Karry. "He just did it the other night." "Just show us, man," I turned back to Kolton, encouraging him to do it. "No, I don't want you to see it," Kolton said. "I got a video of him flashing it on my phone," Karry told me. "Want to see it?" "No!" Kolton pleaded with him. "Bro, just show me then," I said. "Take it out and do this with it." I made the jacking off motion with my fingers again. "We're all boys. It doesn't matter. I promise I'm not going to make fun of it." "Show him, Kolton," Karry encouraged. I was surprised by how much he was egging him on. After giving it some thought, Kolton stood up and rolled up his shorts to reveal his 2 inch wiener, semi-hard but mostly soft now. Again, neither Karry nor he had underwear on from us swimming in the pool earlier. I could get a good look at it now. It was nicely circumcised with the scar not far from the tip. There was a very small lump of skin near the base of his mushroom head, so I assume his circumcision is not tight. Again, it was about 2 inches but was getting softer. Still, I thought that was big for a 10 year old. "Nigga, that thing is small as hell!" teased Karry, as Kolton let his shorts roll back down to hide his dick again. "Bigger than yours," Kolton shot back. "Nigga, mine's 5 or 6 inches," said Karry. "Mine's 5.5 inches," I said, turning to Karry. "Here, hold your hand up." I held mine up in front of him as if I was going to give him a high five. Karry held up his hand, touching mine. Despite being over three years older than him, our hands were the exact same size. "Well, you know what they say about your hands, right?" I said. "The length of your wrist to your middle finger is how long your wiener is." "Ours is the exact same size, then," Karry concluded. "Y'all are gay," Kolton said, watching us. "No, you're a faggot," said Karry. This was normal banter for the two of them. "Oh yeah, look at this," said Kolton, again holding up the Switch with another Fortnite skin on it. "Nigga, if you want to see some ass, I'll show you some ass," Karry said. He grabbed the Xbox controller that I had set on the desk in front of me after our last Warzone match. He proceeded to exit Warzone and launched Grand Theft Auto V. I had an idea of what he was doing. He loaded into the game and drove to the strip club and walked inside. He took the male character into one of the backrooms with a stripper and paid for a "dance" with her. She was completely naked. "Watch that, Kolton." Well, Kolton's eyes were glued to the TV screen, and his jaw dropped open. His eyes widened, and I don't think he blinked. He stared in awe at the boobs and butt on the screen in front of him in perfect silence. Karry and I were also enjoying the view. We all watched and no one spoke for about a minute. "My penis is hard again," said Kolton, breaking the silence. "Same," I said. "Play with it now," Karry told Kolton. "Turn away and do it if you want to, or just put your hand in your pants and do it." This time, Kolton did it, though he kept it in his shorts and just put his hand down them like Karry said. There was a bit of silence again as my eyes went back and forth between the TV screen and him. I glanced over to Karry at one point, who was still watching the game and had started rubbing himself on the outside of his shorts. I could tell he was hard too. His dick had tented up in his shorts. "Bro, we all got boners, don't we?" I said to him. I was hard now too. "Yeah," was all Karry said. "I'm going to stop now," Kolton said after only jacking off for about a minute. "This just feels weird. I don't like it." "Here, let's try this," said Karry, this time picking up his PlayStation 4 controller and going onto the internet. I already knew what website he was going to. He, of course, went to PornHub, and searched for "Fortnite Rule 34" porn. For the uninitiated, the reference is that "Rule 34" of the internet means that if it exists, there's porn of it. "What is that? That is weird!" Kolton exclaimed, looking at the thumbnails of all the videos Karry was scrolling through. "Dude, I think I need to go jack off," I said as Karry was scrolling through the search results. "There's the bathroom over there," said Karry, referring to the one in the tiny hallway. "Aren't you going to too?" I asked him. "Yeah. I don't know, `cause Kolton is here," he answered, never taking his eyes off his screen. There was a brief moment of silence before he stopped scrolling. Not finding a video he liked, he got up from the office chair and began walking to the door. "Hey, where are you going," I got up and followed him as he walked out the door into the hall. He didn't answer me. He had taken his phone with him so he could watch porn on it. Walking into the bathroom, he shut the door behind him and locked it. "Hey dude, can I join you?" I asked him through the door. "I don't want to watch porn on my phone, and we can keep the lights off so we don't see each other." Not saying a word, he unlocked the door and opened it. "So can I come in?" I asked again to confirm. "Sure, I don't care," he said. I walked in and shut the door behind me, but didn't lock it. I couldn't see anything. It was pitch black. The only light was coming from Karry's phone. "Are you gonna whip it out and do it?" I asked him. "I don't know. I haven't decided yet," he said, trying to find a good video on his phone. He settled on a lesbian one and began to play it, fondling his dick with his other hand, though it was still in his shorts. He was sitting down on the toilet too, while I was standing up in front of him, about 2 feet away. Maybe less than a minute later, we heard the door slowly creak open. Karry was quick to turn the video off, and I don't think either one of us had our dicks out yet. "What are you all doing in here with the light off?" said Kolton at the bathroom door. "I'm showing him the video of your stinky dinky. Now go away," Karry demanded. "Why?" asked Kolton. Frustrated, Karry got up and walked out of the bathroom, and I followed. All three of us went back to Kolton's room where we all were before. Karry got into the bed and pulled some covers up over him. Kolton just got back on his Xbox, where he had closed Grand Theft Auto and had reopened Fortnite since me and Karry had been in the bathroom. He put his headset on and loaded into a game. I walked over to the bed where Karry was and lay down next to him, covering myself as well. "What are you all doing?" Kolton asked us after I had gotten in the bed. "We're watching TikTok," I responded. Boy, if only he knew. Karry brought the lesbian video back up on his phone. He held it with his left hand between the two of us so I could see. It wasn't long before he got his dick out of his shorts and started jacking off, though the only light was coming from the two big televisions on the other side of the room and Karry's phone; not to mention the covers, so I didn't get a good look at his dick. I took mine out too, but again, neither of us could see each other's very well because of the lighting. "Why are you two in bed together?" Kolton asked. "We said we're watching TikTok. Don't worry about it," Karry told him. "When do you usually jack off at home?" I leaned over and whispered to him. "At night after Kolton's asleep," Karry said, whispering back. "What kind of porn do you watch?" I asked him as we continued jacking. "I don't know. Usually lesbian," was his response. "I normally watch handjobs or blowjobs and imagine that I'm the guy," I told him. "I just don't want to watch another dick," he said. I did, though. I secretly wanted to watch his dick at this moment. I wanted to see him jack off. From what I could tell, even in the thin light, Karry was also circumcised, but his circumcision was much tighter than Kolton's appeared. The skin on his dick didn't seem to move at all when he jacked off, which I thought looked nice. Mine does move some, but I am circumcised as well. Mine might also be a bit thicker than Karry's, but the length did seem comparable, as we had discovered earlier. After a few minutes of us jacking in silence, Kolton got up from the beanbag chair and walked over to the bed. Karry and I quickly pulled the cover over us, and he swiped away from the internet on his phone and opened TikTok. "Are y'all being sus in the bed?" asked Kolton on approach. "No. Go back over to your Xbox and play Fortnite," Karry told him. Kolton obeyed. Karry reopened the internet app on his phone and pulled the covers farther down from his cock. I did the same thing. We could clearly see each other's now, and the covers were doing nothing more than obscuring Kolton's view at this point. "Is he always this annoying back at your house?" I asked Karry as we began to jack off again. "Yeah, but he's usually asleep when I do it there," he said. "How long does it usually take for you to cum?" I asked. "A while," he answered. "Maybe ten or twenty minutes." He exited out of the lesbian video and searched for another video instead; this time, a blowjob video, which is what I told him I liked earlier. Again, this was a surprise coming from someone who had just said he didn't like watching other dicks when he jacked off. We went back to silence for a few minutes as we watched the blowjob video on his phone. Though, I have to admit that I was watching Karry's dick more than the video. Seeing other boys jack off fascinated me to no end; the way their hand moves up and down their cock, or how much the skin moves, to how far they can shoot their cum. I am always mesmerized by it. And here I was watching my hot blond cousin jack off in the bed next to me! We both glanced up at Kolton every minute or so to make sure he wasn't walking back over here. He seemed immensely focused on Fortnite, so we continued having our fun. At one point, I looked over to Karry and asked him, "Do you want to see mine?" "Sure, I don't care," he said. I held mine up in the phone light so he could get a much better view of it. His eyes lit up and widened as he stared at my dick. He also smiled a little bit. Satisfied with what he saw, he refocused on himself and went back to the video on his phone, jacking more intensely now. I turned my focus back to his dick, switching back and forth between it and the video, though I mostly focused on him if I'm being honest. Five minutes passed as we kept jacking ourselves off. Of course, I thought about reaching over and touching his, but that would be crossing a line. I knew Karry well enough that he would not approve of that and would probably tell someone to get me in trouble. I restrained myself. As we got closer to climax, our bodies tensed up, and we started breathing more heavily. We pulled back the covers even more so we wouldn't get anything on them, exposing more of our dicks to each other including our ball sacks. I was the first one to cum. I think I shot my first spurt or two, but mine mostly dribbled out of my dick and onto my happy trail on my slightly chubby belly. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw Karry watching me cum, though I'm not certain that he was, but I think he did. I relaxed, feeling a sense of relief, and turned to watch him. He had turned back to his video, but was jacking faster now, and I could hear his heavy breathing intensify. That's when he shot his out, and it went all over his flat, smooth, hairless stomach. With every squirt came a heavy breath out of his lungs. It was exhilarating to watch. When it was all over, he closed his eyes and relaxed his head on the pillow beneath him for a few seconds. His breathing slowed down as he came back to his senses. "Clean up time," I said with a smile on my face. "Can you go get me a tissue from the bathroom?" he requested of me. "Sure," I said, and went and got it for him. "Thank you," he said upon receiving it, wiping all of the cum from his chest onto the tissue. We both pulled our shorts up, and he went into the bathroom to flush the tissue down the toilet, leaving no evidence. After this, we rejoined Kolton in our chairs on the other side of the room. Things went back to normal for the most part, and we started playing video games again and had normal conversations like nothing ever happened. Of course, we still teased each other from time to time, making dirty jokes and calling each other names, the usual teenage banter. The three of us had a good time together. I must say, my experience with Karry made me feel closer to him than I did before. I truly bonded with him on a brotherly level. I never felt romantic feelings for him, but I felt like we had connected in a way most boys only dream of bonding with each other. I believe he felt the same way about me after that. He was family after all, but I felt closer to him after this experience than I think I would have otherwise. Our demeanor and the way we joked around with each other was more playful after our jack off session than it was before. We trusted each other more; I could tell. At about 4:00 in the morning, we decided it was time for us to go to bed. Kolton said he felt tired and was the first to want to stop for the night. Karry agreed, and so I followed. It was decided that I would sleep in Kolton's bed, Kolton would sleep on the couch in the room that Karry was staying in, and Karry would sleep on the couch downstairs in the living room. These arrangements were made because Kolton refused to sleep in the same bed as someone else, and, although Karry didn't mind sleeping in the same bed as me, he said it got too hot in Kolton's room with all of the doors shut, so that's why he decided to go in the living room. Before I let him go downstairs for the night, I stopped him at the door to his room upstairs. "Hey, can I ask you something?" I said, feeling a tad bit guilty about what we just did together. "Yeah?" Karry obliged. "I'm sorry if I weirded you out earlier with what happened," I explained to him. "Are we good, bro?" "Just forget about it," he responded. "It's fine." "Alright," I said. "What happens between the homies stays between the homies, right?" "Yeah," he said, and we gave each other a handshake and brief hug. "I guess we are brothers for life, now, aren't we?" "Yeah," he agreed. "Good night, bro," I told him. "Good night." We all went to bed and didn't see each other until morning. When we all got up, it was around noon on Saturday. We ate a bit of breakfast downstairs before going back upstairs to play some more video games and then went swimming again in the afternoon. The day was filled with more usual conversations, but of course the three of us teased each other more. We were more playful in the pool, though didn't take things to the extreme we did yesterday since Greta and Dave were there. We still had fun, though. Sometime during our afternoon shenanigans, Karry straight up told me that he thought I was good looking and that I could easily get a girlfriend at college. I confessed that I didn't look as good as him, but he assured me I looked good enough. We also found out from Greta that when Karry's family did live in Tennessee, they actually lived in the same town that I did; I never knew! We bonded over that too and concluded that we were as close as brothers. I even promised to take him to my town sometime so he could see where he spent the first four years of his life. I had to leave Greta and Dave's house at 4:00 in the afternoon. They said they were going somewhere and the boys had to go with them. Either way, I was going home. I think about what happened that weekend a lot. July 4 came and passed. Like every year, we spent it at Greta and Dave's house, but this year was more special than before. I saw Karry and Kolton again, and this time we acted like we had known each other our whole lives. I didn't end up spending the night again, but we had a good time nonetheless. It is now fall. My 18th birthday came and passed, and I have started my freshman year of college. Karry and Kolton went back to Colorado and have started school. It is Karry's freshman year of high school, and so he was excited about that as well. Before they left Tennessee, Karry and I agreed to stay in touch more and have tried to talk on the phone at least once a week with each other to catch up on our lives. He rarely has time for video games nowadays. We both look forward to seeing each other again next summer. I'd venture most straight boys grew up having similar experiences that I did throughout my youth. Even now in college, sex talk in the communal showers is nothing out of the ordinary, though I haven't yet had an overt sexual experience with any of my dormmates. I have seen my fair share of boners, though. It's a strange thing that happens when two boys have a sexual, yet non-romantic, experience with each other. Is it gay? No, I don't think so. Is it normal? Probably. If anything, it should be normalized and viewed as a sign of trust between boys; it takes a tremendous amount of trust for a boy to reveal their dick to another guy, knowing that this dude is competition in their quest to find a girl. It harkens back to those days in Kindergarten of the "I'll show you mine if you show me yours" game. Jacking off together is a way for boys of all ages to bond and experience the joys of the male body in a way that brings them closer in their friendship and brotherhood. I believe every boy should have a best friend in their life that they trust with this most sacred ritual. I can't wait to see Karry and Kolton again next year, and I know that at least one of them is looking forward to seeing me again too. THE END.