Date: Mon, 17 Sep 2018 04:56:37 -0700 From: Dylan Hani Subject: Josh's Adventures: The Four-Day Weekend Chapter 1 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction; please do not repost or claim as your own. This story involves sexual encounters between a teenage boy with several other boys, and a few adult men. If you wish to comment, please send me an email at dyhaniboys@gmail.com. Enjoy! Josh's Adventures: The Four Day Weekend, by Dylan Hani. Chapter 1 "So they let you come? I didn't think they would!" Peter said as soon as I walked through the door. I just nodded at him. "They trust you and shit, cause you get straight A's" he said. "Well, yeah" I said. It was true, when I asked my parents if I could spend the weekend with my friend and said that it was OK with his parents, they trusted me. Peter was wearing his boxers and nothing else. I dropped my bag by the door and tried not to look at his bulge. He noticed and grabbed his crotch, teasing me. My hands got all sweaty and I had to rub them on my shirt. "You nervous?" he asked, I nodded. "Don't be, bro. He's cool." He said. He walked over to me and pulled off my shirt, throwing it on my bag. He pointed at my shoes. I kicked them off and let him unbutton my jeans, pulling them them down. I pushed him away and took them off myself, faking confidence. My fingers rested on the waistband of my boxers, I looked at him and pulled them down slowly. He liked that, he liked it when I took them off looking at him. He liked it when I was naked, and he wasn't. I think it made him feel superior, I guess. "You're already hard!" He said, laughing. I looked at this crotch and laughed. "So are you, dumbass" I said. He looked down and grabbed his crotch again. "It's cause you're fuckin' hot" he said, making me blush. I think he liked that too. "So here's the deal, just come upstairs with me and chill. We're playing some shooter he brought with him. You don't have to play if you don't want to" he said. I nodded, impressed he remembered that I don't really like video games. He took my hand and started walking to the stairs, I looked around again, looking at the pictures on the walls and wondering which one of the older boys was the brother I was going to meet. They were all hot, with the same blue eyes and brown hair that Peter had. They all looked buff. "Shit, you're already leaking" Peter said. I looked down at my cock. He was right, I was. "I fucking love that" he said. My cock jumped a bit, and it made Peter laugh. I laughed too, more because I was nervous, I think. Here's the thing, I precum a lot. Like a lot. Any little thing will set me off. Seeing the other boys in the locker room, seeing the boys at the pool, seeing Peter without a shirt, even just getting a text from him, and I start leaking like a faucet. He loves it, he says it's even hotter since I'm uncut and small. He isn't though. Peter is fucking big for his age, six and a half inches, and he's cut, with a big cock head that makes me drool. He's actually only a year older than me, a sophomore. His brother, the one who's watching him for the weekend is in college, a senior I think. I never asked. We get to the top of the stairs, and Peter introduces me. "Matt, this is Josh" He says. Matt looks over at me and does this weird nod thing. I nod back, staring at his chest. He's fucking hot, with big biceps and pecs, and as he leans back, I can see that he has a little bit of a six pack. "Sup, bro?" he says. I shrug, suddenly aware of the fact that I'm completely naked and leaking precum in front of a stranger. Peter pulls me over to a couch and sits down, grabbing a controller. I sit down and look at the screen. It's a beach scene, with their little characters running around shooting guys. It looks boring to me, but I pay attention anyway, trying to be polite, to take an interest. I end up staring at Matt's shoulders anyway. Like ten minutes later, they both get shot and Matt puts down the controller. He stands up and I can see that he's hard under his boxers, and it's obvious that he's big. "You want something to drink, like a Coke or something?" Matt asks. I nod at him, looking at his face. He's smiling, and his eyes are staring at me, checking me out. I blush again, I can't help it. "Fuck you're adorable, kid" he says "How old did you say he was?" he asks Peter. "Freshman, fourteen" he says. I nod at them. I get distracted by Peter taking off his boxers, and jump when I feel something cold against my arm. I turn and see that Matt is handing me a drink as he laughs at my reaction. I put the can on the little table next to the couch and watch as Peter strokes his cock slowly. "Wanna suck me?" Peter asks. I smile at him. He always asks that, "wanna suck me?" like he doesn't know that I want to suck him all the time. I scoot over on the couch, leaning down between his legs. I put a hand on his thigh and open my mouth. "Lick it first!" Peter says "I like it when you do that thing" he says. I look up at him and grin. I lick the tip of his cock, getting a taste of his precum. I lick it again, then lick the bottom of his cockhead. I run my tongue over it, like I'm licking ice cream off of a cone, then move around to the top. Everything changes, the nervousness, the awkwardness of the whole situation melts away, like ice cream in the heat. This always happens when I'm sucking him, it's like the world is different and nothing else matters. I actually forget that Matt is there, that Peter introducing me to his older brother who wants to fuck me. After a few more licks, I grab the base of his cock and squeeze up, claiming my reward of more of his precum and a little groan from him. As my fingers reach his cockhead, I surprise him by wrapping my lips around his cockhead and sucking hard, running my tongue over the bottom part, massaging that spot as I get another few drops of precum. "Goddamn!" Matt says. I look over at him, with Peter's cock still in my mouth. He's already taken off his boxers and he's stroking his cock. I gasp into Peter's cock, making him giggle. He wasn't fucking joking, Matt is fucking HUGE. I sit up, staring open-mouthed at his cock. He's easily twice as large as me. He's thick too, just like Peter, and his cockhead is big and pointy and I wonder if it's even possible to get it in my mouth. "He's like almost nine inches" Peter says. I just nod. Peter taps me in the shoulder, making me look at him. He points at the couch. "You made a mess, lick it up" he says. I look down at the spot he's pointing at. There's a little pool of my precum on the leather, dripping down the front. I get off the couch, down on my knees in front of it, like Peter likes, and I lick my own precum from the leather. It just makes me leak even harder. Peter stands up, waits until I'm done, the flips me over and takes my cock in his mouth, sucking up the precum and pulling back my foreskin with his hand. That's the closest he's ever gotten to sucking me. He just sometimes sucks off my precum, then gets back to having his way with me. I don't mind, I prefer to suck him and get fucked anyway. It's just how our relationship works. He gives me a few more licks, then snaps his fingers at me and points at the ground. I get on my knees in front of him, my hands behind my back. Snapping his fingers at the ground is his way of telling me to do that, snapping his fingers and making a swirl with his finger means that he wants me to flip over and get on all fours, sticking my ass up in the air. Snapping his fingers and making a wiping motion means that he wants me on my back, leg spread for him. We have other signals too, a collection that started three months ago when he first got me out of my clothes and got my mouth on his cock. Peter sticks out his tongue, another signal. I open my mouth and stick out my tongue, waiting. "Watch this, bro." He says, looking at Matt. I look over at him, remembering that he's watching. I look at him as Peter wraps his fingers in my blond hair, moves my head, and sticks the tip of his cock in my mouth. I take a breath and focus as he slides the rest of his cock into my mouth, giving me a second to move my jaw and let him slide all the way to the back of my throat. I don't gag as I feel his cock stretch out my lips and then my throat. Matt whistles as I feel Peter's balls on my chin, his cockhead deep in my throat. Peter puts a hand on my neck, giving it a little squeeze before sliding his cock up and down a few times, feeling my throat stretch to fit him. He loves doing that, it's like he's proving that it's all the way down. He pulls out, making me gasp as I take in a deep breath and swallow my spit. I massage my throat a little and look over at Matt. "You're fucking perfect, kid" he says. I smile at him, blushing again. Peter grabs my arms, pulling me up. He leans down and kisses me, parting my lips with his tongue and sticking it in my mouth. He pushes me back down to the couch. We make out for a while, his hands grabbing my ass cheeks and squeezing them as he rubs his cock on my stomach. I forget that Matt is there again. After who knows how long, Peter gets up, points at his cock again and says: "You got precum all over my balls, lick it up" I get back down on my knees and move his cock out of the way. I love doing this; Peter has big balls, like the size of a walnut, and he uses this cream to get rid of his pubes, so it's always really smooth. I can tell he went running earlier, because his ballsack tastes like sweat and a little bitter. It fucking drives me crazy, and he knows it. I love sucking his balls clean. I don't' know why, but I can get lost doing it. After a while, Peter pulls me back up to my feet. He looks at me, holding my chin in his hand. "Josh, I need to fucking cum, like right fucking now" he says. I nod at him and get back on my knees, I open my mouth. Peter grabs my head and sticks his cock back in my inside. I grab his legs and pull him closer as he thrusts. I take a breath when he pulls out, getting ready for the next part. "Are you seriously gonna throatfuck him right now?'" Matt asks, and I can hear the disbelief in his voice. Peter doesn't say anything, just shoves his cock all the way down my throat, holding my head in a vice grip as he starts to thrust harder and harder. I gag a few times, but not enough for him to stop or for me to throw up. I've actually never thrown up when he does this, and he says that it's really special that I can take his cock like this. He loves it. I fucking love it. He picks up speed and thrusts harder, making me gag again. I hold on to his legs as he tilts my head a bit for a better angle and keeps thrusting like he's rabid or something. He's moaning like crazy and I can feel my cock jumping at the sound, leaking more precum onto the floor. Suddenly, he grips my head to hard it hurts, thrusts one more time and lets out a loud moan as I feel his cock pulsing in my mouth and his hot cum hitting my throat. He thrusts a few more times, shooting more spurts of his cum into me. Seven spurts, I counted, I always count them, it makes me super hard to know. Peter holds my head in position as he spurts the last time, he keeps his cock deep in my throat, his balls pressed against my chin. He let's out a gasp and pulls his cock out all at once, making me gasp for air. He throws himself on the couch, leaving me on my knees, savoring the taste of his cum and his cock as I try to catch my breath. "You know what to do" Peter manages to say between breaths. I nod and look down to where I made another puddle of precum. I turn around so he can see my ass, then get down on all fours and start licking up the mess I made, sticking my ass in the air and spreading my legs as much as I can so he can see my hole. "I thought you were shitting me when you said he could do that. Actually, I thought you were shitting me the whole time with this Josh boy" Matt said. "We are going to have so much fun this weekend" I smile as I lick up th least of it, it starts to hit me then that Peter wasn't kidding when he said he could get an adult to fuck me. This really was going to be best four day weekend ever.