Date: Thu, 24 Mar 2022 13:35:01 +0100 (CET)
From: icarus70@tutanota.com
Subject: Canadian Bacon - Part 1

Canadian Bacon (Bi-sexual, Young Friends)

The following is a fictional account of two boys in their early teens
losing their virginity, first with a girl and then with each other and
another boy. I have decided to split it into two parts, to keep the length
manageable and to appeal to different audiences. Comments are welcome, and
please remember to donate to Nifty!

Part one - Losing it with Amelie

Tom and I were good friends from age 9, which was when he moved to the town
where I grew up. Our friendship was the strongest when we were 13-15,
mainly because we were in all of the same classes and did the same
sports. We would hang out together after school and on weekends, whenever
Tom was available, sometimes with other boys but usually just the two of
us. Tom's parents were Jewish - they had converted, which I always thought
was strange - and were quite strict with him in many ways, but what I
remember the most is that they did not allow him to have or go to
sleepovers. So, unfortunately, he never spent the night at my house, nor I
at his, which probably resulted in many missed opportunities to fool around
with him before the following events took place. :(

At the time this happened, when we both "lost it," we were 14 years old (he
was two weeks older - born on leap day (Feb. 29th), so I would constantly
remind him that he was technically only 3). We were similar in stature,
fairly skinny and what I guess was a normal height for our age. But whereas
I had straight, blonde hair and blue eyes, Tom had dark hair that he always
kept cut short (a "crew cut" we used to call it). Puberty-wise, we both
seemed to be at around the same place, having begun to grow "down there"
when we turned 13 and being able to spurt clear cum later that year. Up to
this point, we had talked about sex and masturbation (which we both
admitted to doing daily) A LOT, but had never had the opportunity to wank
together and I hadn't seen his cock since we were around 10 (in a communal
changing room at a pool). In terms of sexual experience, neither of really
had any to speak of, except for kissing girls at school dances or in the
parks. We talked a lot about "doing it" though, and how nice it would be to
have our cock in the pussy of certain girls....

Ok, enough set up! It happened on a weekend in April (on April 9th to be
exact!) that began like all others, except that his was the beginning of
our spring break - an entire week off school! We had agreed to meet at a
video arcade near Tom's house, stay there until our coins ran out, then
ride bikes around the town. When I arrived, Tom was super excited to see
me, as he had to tell me how the night before, after religious services,
his parents had invited another (Jewish) family over and they brought their
son, Dimitry ("Dims" - they were 1st generation Russians) too. Dims was
older than us by a year and went to a private school, so Tom and I did not
know him well; in fact, the only time that I had ever seen him before was
at Tom's Bar Mitzvah. Even then, he was big for his age and already looked
like a man at 14 - certainly more developed than us! - and he was very
assertive and confident. Apparently, Dims was eager to get Tom alone so
that he could brag about how he had convinced his girlfriend, Sarah, to let
him fuck her, and that they had been doing it almost every day for the past
month. I am sure that Dims was exaggerating to some extent, but Tom
believed him and was quick to express both admiration and envy. Learning
that another boy close to our age was screwing a girl in our class would
have been enough of a thrill for us and provide ample fodder for a day's
discussion, but that was far from the best part! Tom went on to tell me how
Dims told him that he would be fucking Sarah the next day, in her basement
"rec room," and had invited him to come by because Sarah had a friend who
also wanted to "do it."

Holy F***ing Shit!!!

Of course, we had no idea if Dims was telling the truth, or why he would
make such an offer - it seemed too good to be true (plus, we had no idea
what this girl looked like) - but we both agreed that even if Dims was
bullshitting and there was no friend for us to fuck, we may be able to
watch him do Sarah, which made it worth the trip. Now, even though Sarah
was in our grade, neither Tom nor I knew her well at all. She was somewhat
of a "tough girl" who lived on the other side of town - the "bad area" -
and had a totally different group of friends. At the time, my strongest
memory of Sarah involved her calling a teacher a "bitch" during a school
field trip and being forced to sit on the bus for the rest of the day. In
any case, Dims had told Tom to be at Sarah's house at 11:00, as her mom
would be at work for the rest of the day, leaving the house (and "rec
room") for Sarah to enjoy... Tom had already told Dims of his plans to meet
me that day, and was told that I could come too, to "watch or whatever."
Nervous but excited, we ditched the video arcade, hopped on our bikes and
headed across town to Sarah's.

I distinctly remember how when we arrived at Sarah's house, which struck me
as being surprisingly large but also very run down, her mum was leaving for
work. We stood on our bikes at a distance and watched her get in the car
and drive away, and then waited, unsure what to do. We had never done
anything like this before, and neither of us wanted to chicken out, but the
whole thing seemed so improbable and dangerous that we were both a bit
uneasy. This was long before cell phones so we had no way to know if Dims
was there and if at least his fuck was still on. We both brought up the
possibility that it could all be a joke, and that Dims was a "real Commie
prick," but basically we were frustrated by our mutual lack of courage and
resolve to go up to the house and knock on the door.

We were about to leave - it was early April, so we were both cold - when we
saw Dims walking toward the house from the opposite direction. He looked
even older than I remembered, and was wearing only a t-shirt and jeans and
looked a bit gruff, even from a distance. I was surprised and thankful when
Tom called out "Hey Dims!", which caused him beckon us forward with a wave
of his hand. We rode over, got off our bikes and walked to the side of the
house where there was another door. I have no memory of the conversation,
except that Dims told us that he was late because he had to steal a new box
of rubbers (condoms) from a pharmacy up the road and nearly got
caught. That bit of information seemed to confirm that he hadn't been
bullshitting about fucking Sarah, and it looked like he was actually going
to be doing it today (he showed us a small, slightly crushed box of Trojans
that he pulled from inside his jeans). I couldn't believe it!

Dims took the lead and knocked on the door, which Sarah opened and ordered
us to hurry up inside before the neighbors saw us. I don't remember much of
the house itself, except that it smelled of cat, and she quickly ushered us
downstairs to the "rec room," which was basically a depressing basement
with a shag carpet, two badly worn but very large couches, a tv, stereo,
and posters of heavy metal bands on the paneled walls. It was musty and lit
by florescent lights, which made everything artificially bright. As soon as
we got down there I noticed another girl sitting in the middle of one of
the couches looking at her fingernails.

"This is Amelie," Sarah said, pointing at the girl. "She's from Quebec on a
language program and staying with us for 3 weeks." We then learned that
Amelie, who Sarah insisted we call Amy, had just arrived on Monday and that
she was 13, and really missed her boyfriend. We said "hi" and Amy looked at
us an smiled. I don't know what was going through my head at the time, but
I remember thinking that she looked older than 13 and had bigger breasts
than Sarah. She wore glasses, but didn't look nerdy, and had dark brown
hair pulled back in a pony-tail. I wouldn't say that she was stunningly
beautiful - rather plain, to be honest - but she was thin and was obviously
trying to look older, as she had make-up on and freshly painted
fingernails. Like Sarah, she was wearing only a t-shirt and shorts, and was
barefoot. I don't remember all of the details of the first 10 minutes or
so, but we must have tried to make small talk while standing around
awkwardly with our hands in our pockets. Neither of us had any idea of how
to make the first move, or broach the subject of what brought us there.

Dims, however, came to the rescue, saying out of the blue: "this is the
friend that I was telling you about, Tom. What do you guys want to do?"

The moment of truth!!

I think Tom replied, "I don't know, fool around I guess." To which Dims
replied: "Cool. You've never done it, right?" Tom and I both nodded.

Dims smiled and said something that even then I thought was odd, especially
coming from a Jewish boy: "You pansies ready for a taste of Canadian
bacon?"

In unison, we both replied "Yeah!"

Basically from that point on Sarah took over the conversation and told us
that Amy had broken up with her boyfriend before leaving Quebec and that
she missed him and wanted to have sex with an American boy before
returning. She knew that Sarah and Dims were "doing it" and wanted to "lose
it" too. All the while, Amy just sat there with a blank look on her face -
it was so strange! But honestly, I don't remember everything that was said
or details about where were standing, etc. I remember for certain, however,
that Sarah told us that if we "ever fucking told anyone, she would have her
brother kick the shit out of us." Fair warning!!

So, it ended up with Sarah and Dims going upstairs, leaving Tom and me and
Amy in the rec room to have fun. Dims handed Tom a condom as Sarah pulled
him up the stairs. I couldn't believe this was happening!! I can't remember
if any mention was made of the fact that there were two of us, and we both
wanted to get laid, and if Amy was fine with that. Up to that point, it was
almost like she was a prostitute or something, and Sarah was her pimp. So
there we were, alone with with girl from Quebec!

As soon as Dims and Sarah had left, everything changed, and Amy - or Amelie
as she told us she preferred to be called - became much more assertive. I
remember her asking us all sorts of questions - everything from our height
and weight to whether we were smart and liked school to the music we liked
and, finally, to how much experience we had with girls... and boys! She had
a heavy accent and got some words wrong, and I distinctly remember the way
that she said Tom's name ("Tum") and that she called me Jean (my name is
John). We both confessed that neither of had gone any further then french
kissing a girl, and both adamantly denied ever doing anything with boys
(which in my case was sadly true, but I later found out was not true for
Tom). She then flat out asked us if we wanted to "do it," to which we
responded in unison: "Yeah, I guess!"

"Wit me?" she asked.

"Yeah sure, if you want to!" (I am approximating here).

Then I can't remember the exact words spoken, but basically she commanded
us to go "clean up" and pointed to short hallway at the end of the
basement, which I soon found out contained a small bathroom with a toilet,
sink and small shower. I was secretly hoping that Tom would say that we
should take a shower together - if you haven't figured it out yet, I was
already firmly bisexual and was equally as interested in fooling around
with a boy - but he didn't. I have no memory of where Amelie was at the
time - she must have left the basement though; perhaps she went upstairs to
clean up as well? I also remember that there were no towels, so I had to
use my t-shirt to dry off, and that I paid most of my attention to washing
my cock and balls. As I waited outside the bathroom door for Tom to finish
with his shower (he went first), I was totally hard - and still in shock
and disbelief that this was actually happening - but my cock went down a
bit from the cold water.  Either Tom just assumed or Amelie instructed, but
he came out of the bathroom wearing only his underwear - a pair of white
briefs. I could see that he had an erection in them, and can still picture
his very pale skin. I also have a distinct memory of noticing that he had a
few dark armpit hairs, which surprised me because I was still totally
smooth there. Following Tom's lead, I also put on only my underpants (blue)
when I was finished with my quick cold shower.

It was then that we decided that, if this was really going happen, he would
go first (we also must have shared our general disbelief that this was for
real). It was around this time that we also started to hear Dims and Sarah,
screaming and moaning. And then we heard it: "Are you coming or not?"

We both made our way back into the overly lit basement, now hopelessly
self-conscious of our nearly naked bodies (I remember feeling sooooo
scrawny), where Amelie was standing in a short white bathrobe. She looked
us both up and down, and I remember noticing that she must have put on
fresh lipstick, because her mouth looked really really red. She then asked
if both of us were going to "do it" or if one was just going to watch and
masturbate. I am the one who spoke then, saying very quickly: "we both want
to if you don't mind" and she laughed. I distinctly remember that she told
us that her boyfriend had fingered her before, but that she was virgin, and
that we had to stop if it hurt. And then came the command that I was both
hoping for and dreading...

"Take off your underpants!"

I hesitated, but Tom - young horny Tom - pulled off his briefs in an
instant, and for the first time in years I got to see his cock and balls,
before he hastily covered them with his cupped hands. What I saw, and later
confirmed, was reassuring: he was definitely bigger than me, but just by a
bit (probably 1/2 inch) and thicker, with a very pronounced mushroom shaped
helmet. He was totally hard. He also seemed to have more pubes than me (I
had only a thin line of blonde hairs above my cock; his dark pubes had
begun the extend upward and outward, but were still wispies)

Amelie made some sort of comment about Tom (perhaps, "nice!") and then
looked at me and said, "what about you Jean?" Knowing there was no turning
back, I followed Tom's lead, pushed down my underpants and flicked them
aside, then quickly covered myself. But there must have been enough time
for Amelie to get a good look because she said, "you're not Jewish like Tum
and Dims?" She had obviously seen that I am uncircumcised (and with a
fairly long foreskin), which was very uncommon where I lived - regardless
of whether a boy was Jewish - and assumed that it had something to do with
my religion. I blushed and said, "Umm, no. Is that ok?" And again, I think
that she just laughed.

Fearless Tom, bless his horny soul, then said "Ok, your turn!" and Amelie
untied the robe and lowered it to her knees, revealing her bare, large
breasts (with surprisingly big pink nipples) and black panty clad
pussy. Like us, she was thin, but her skin was not as pale, and her legs
seemed longer than our own (she was exactly the same height as us) She then
sat down in the middle of the couch, swung her legs to the side and up onto
the cushions and laid back on a pillow, and asked, "who wants to go first?"

This was it!!

It was Tom who had the honour of removing Amelie's panties as he leaned
over her and began kissing her neck and breasts. Once she had asked who
would be first, he had stepped forward and removed his hands, giving me my
first extended view of his cock and balls. This confirmed that he was
bigger than me by maybe a half an inch - I was about 4.5 inches at the
time, and he was probably pushing 5 - and that he had more pubic hair and a
bigger nut sac. Seeing him approach, Amelie commented that he was bigger
than her boyfriend, which Tom later told me provided a super boost to his
ego and confidence. Now, I don't know if it was at that moment or earlier,
but Amelie made it very clear that she did not want us to kiss her on the
lips and that everything above her neck was off limits (thus ruling out any
attempt to have her suck us - although to be honest that never crossed my
mind). For a 13 year old, Amelie was really "advanced", because she seemed
to have this all figured out and knew exactly what she wanted and how she
wanted it.

In any case, Tom went to town kissing her body - neck, shoulder, breasts -
while at the same time working his hands to her panties, which he began to
tug on. Amelie knew what he was after and lifted her hips to help them
slide off, and I watched them fall to the carpet at the foot of the
couch. (At first, I was facing the couch straight-on lengthwise, so that
Amelie's whole body was stretched out before me. But once Tom came up to
her and basically got on top of her, it was difficult to see much, so I
shifted towards the "head end" of the couch. I really wanted to see Tom's
cock go into her pussy!)

Either Amelie shaved, which I doubt, or she didn't have pubes because from
what I could her pussy was bald. Whether by instinct or based on what he
had seen in porn mags or heard from other guys, Tom immediately brought one
hand to her pussy and began feeling around. Like me, he had no real idea of
the geography of female anatomy, so it was a true exploration. He must have
hit her clit though, because Amelie gasped a few times and said "touch it
there again!" Being a horny teen about to get laid for the first time, Tom
didn't spend much time on foreplay and was soon positioning himself between
her legs. I could tell he was fumbling a bit, not sure where to stick his
throbbing cock, and I am pretty sure that Amelie said, "stop!" or "wait!"
and grabbed his penis to guide it towards her vagina. I couldn't actually
see it going in, but it was clear from Tom's movements that his cock had
gone somewhere. He wasn't exactly thrusting, but his hips were moving
slightly and I could hear slight slapping and a suction type sound. He was
sort of gasping, too, and making little whimpering sounds. At first Amelie
had said, "go slow, put it in slow!" but then after less than a minute she
said, "is it in all the way? I can't feel it all ze way".

And at that moment, Tom pulled off her and stood up at the side of the
couch, his hard 5 inch cock pointing to the ceiling - I was in heaven
looking at it, and had been wanking since he first mounted her - and Amelie
on her back, legs still spread wondering what the hell was going.

"Fuck, John, I forgot the rubber!" he said, "it's my jeans pocket."

Oh shit, I thought, is she going to freak out? And I was about to run to
the hallway to fish it out if his pocket when Amelie said (basically) No,
no, you don't need one, it's ok. Just keep doing it. And then (I remember
this part), "did you fuck me all the way? I didn't feel it"

I looked at Tom and he said (again, an approximation): "Your turn John. She
is so fucking tight, I couldn't get it all the way in but it feels so
fucking incredible. You go for a few minutes, then me."

"Are you sure?" I asked, thinking for some reason that if Tom couldn't get
it in, then I probably would be able to either. I seriously remember
thinking that it wasn't going to work and that Dims and Sarah would make
fun of me.

"Yeah, go for it. I will go get the rubber!" And he turned away, leaving me
to Amelie (as a side, I remember that during this conversation, Tom covered
his cock again with his hands, which was disappointing and some what
stupid, considering what I had just seen him do).

I turned to look at Amelie. She was propped up on her elbows, boobs to
either side and legs slightly closed. Her pussy looked puffier than I
remembered and for the first time I could sort of smell her.

She looked me in the eyes and said, "Ok it's already your turn, I
guess. Just try not to do the sperm in me."

Now, I am not going to embellish things or claim to have been a "natural"
when it came to fucking a girl, but I have to say that I surprised even
myself when mustered up the courage and did the deed. Sure, I fumbled a bit
and even started to go a bit soft between "rounds" (more on that later),
but as soon as I started kissing Amelie (largely copying Tom's playbook, as
I had no idea what to do otherwise) and smelt her body up close, I think
some sort of primal instinct took over and I knew that I had to get my cock
into her pussy, just as Tom had (or had tried to). Like my friend, I really
had no idea where to stick it, even though I had followed his lead and used
my right hand to explore (clumsily) her now somewhat wet pussy, finding a
warm, slippery entrance that I violated with my index and middle fingers to
some effect (she gasped and may have moaned - at least I'd like to think
so).

So, when the moment came, the moment for me enter Amelie, I poked my dick
against her a few a few times, only to meet soft skin but not the fleshy
target that I was after. But unlike Tom, who relied on Amelie to guide him
to her entrance, I picked myself up and got on my knees to see where it
should go. That was actually the first time that I had a good, somewhat
close-up look at her pussy, which truly looked like a slit (and in fact had
a few hairs), even with her legs spread. Amelie said something like, "do
you know where to put it?" and at that moment I peeled back my foreskin
(for some reason I thought this was necessary) and lined up my exposed
glans with what I guessed was the entrance.

Score!

Now, I don't know if Tom had stretched her out or if I just had an
exceptionally thin dick (still today, it's on the slim side), but I
remember thinking that she wasn't as tight as I had expected. In fact, my
tip went in quite easily, and I think was just past the ridge when it met
resistance. It wasn't that her pussy was tight, but rather that something
was blocking the way. This must have been where Tom stopped (if he even got
that far on his first try - he may never have even made into her
pussy). For a moment I hesitated, but then I swear she thrust her own hips
forward just as I thrust mine into her and... in one quick synchronized
move I entered her fully and my virginity was lost!

At the time I had no idea, but I am fairly certain that Amelie's hymen was
still intact (at least partially) and that it need to be broken for full
entrance. In any case, once I had forced my way in - with her help - I was
able to bury my entire 4.5 inches into her wet warm pussy. Again, I can't
remember exactly and don't want to embellish, but I am almost certain that
Amelie groaned and confirmed that I was inside her. After that, I am pretty
sure that instinct once again took over and I began to tentatively fuck
her, sliding my thin cock in and out of her now pliant hole. I have a
memory - though maybe inaccurate - of Amelie telling me to go slow so she
could get used to it. My heart was racing, Trevor - I was actually fucking
a girl!

After what seemed a long time but was probably no more than 90 seconds, I
began to feel the telltale signs of an impending orgasm, so I stopped
moving my hips and looked over at Tom, who by that time was on his knees,
watching intently and wanking slowly. He said something like, "you're
really fucking her John! You're all the way in - isn't it great? Does it
feel good?" To which I replied:

"Holy shit, it's soooooo good!" And then, because I seriously thought that
I was going to cum inside her pussy, I said, "do you want to try again?"

"Fuck yes! Can I Amelie?"

The rest happened fast, or at least it seemed like things sped up, but in
reality it had probably been no more than 7-8 minutes since Tom and I came
out from the hallway to lose our virginities. I moved off Amelie and Tom
quickly took my place, this time a bit more confident and determined to go
all the way. Once again, I was desperate to see Tom's hard circumcised cock
penetrate Amelie, especially now that I knew he was going to go balls deep
inside her warm pussy. I was so turned on by thought that his cock was
going to be where mine had just been and I really wanted to touch him - to
stroke his back or his strong firm teen ass, maybe even pushing him into
her. I wanted to kiss him, too, which was something I had never thought of
before but now found terribly arousing.

This time around, Tom had no problem knowing what to do - I like to think
that he learned a bit from me - and he entered her fully and began
thrusting almost immediately. I remember him saying over and over again:
"oh god, oh god, this is so good!" Amelie had her eyes closed and also
seemed to be enjoying herself, probably having finally gotten used to
having a cock (and a bigger, thicker one) inside her pussy.

"Shit, I am going to cum!" Tom cried out, after a full thrust, which caused
me to realize that, after all the panic, he hadn't put on the condom - it
was out of its wrapper, but unrolled, at my feet. I took it and clumsily
rolled it down over my now leaking hard cock. It was loose and much too
long (this was the first time I had ever worn a rubber), but I wanted to
try cumming while fucking so I decided to give it a try.

 Tom had been fucking Amelie for no more than two minutes and he was ready
to shoot, just like I had been, so he pulled out, grabbed his wet cock and
began to wank, saying "You go!" Amelie said "come on, finish!" (or
something like that) so I scrambled to take his place. Now I was no expert
on what a creampie looked like, and I could very well be totally mistaken,
but as I lined up my sheathed cock with her slit, I swear that I saw Tom's
white cum leaking out of her. He had tried to pull out, but was too late!
The thought of that sent me over the top as I entered Amelie's warm pussy
once again, this time determined to take it to the finish and shoot my load
of young spermies.

The feeling, however, was totally different with the condom on, and perhaps
because it was too big and had unrolled even more since I first put it on,
something started to pinch (I think now that my foreskin was caught in
it). It felt awful! After a minute - maybe less - and three or four thrusts
- I realized that it was useless I evebwas getting soft, so I desperately
pulled out so I could take off the condom and have at least a few
pleasurable fucks. I have no idea exactly what she was thinking, or if she
was just tired or maybe just wanted to see a boy cum, but as soon as I
pulled out of Amelie's pussy and moved my hand to take off the rubber, she
grabbed my cock, slid off the condom and started to wank me. That was too
much!! After about five strokes (and with the used condom on her tummy), I
shot my load all over her, mainly on her pussy, while Tom (who was still
wanking) said "yessss!"

Now I am sure that the passage of time has embellished this moment, but I
think it was the best, most intense orgasm I had ever had (up to that
time). Tom and I (and Amelie) were no longer virgins. We had lost it
together. Little did I know that 24 hours later Tom and I, along with
another boy, would be at it again, this time with each other.

End of part one!