Date: Sat, 23 Mar 2024 20:31:07 +0000 From: anonguy2345 Subject: The Power of Cock - Chapter 1 I'm a long time reader of Nifty. It helped me to explore things when I was younger and trying to figure things out. Hope that is still the case today! This story has been rattling around in my brain for a while. I tried to make it as real as possible. You are welcome to email me, will read all, but might not respond. Chapter 1 ============================== My name is Aiden, but my friends call me "A" for short. I just started my sophomore year at highschool and just turned 15. I was a typical highschool athlete, a "jock" - even though I hated the term. I wasn't like the stereotype at all: I got good grades and was more on the thin/lean side than bulging with muscle. I played basketball and lacrosse with friends that I've had through middle school. Sometimes I miss those less stressful middle school days. When school wasn't as hard, sports didn't take up so much time, and there was time for pickup games with my friends. Now it was more practice, more homework, and then there were girls. My friends and I all spent a lot of time talking to girls in the hope of dating - driven by this desperate desire to release our raging hormones. I was unbelievably horny all the time, and must have fantasized about a dozen different girls in school. My real experience was lacking: a few clumsy make out sessions, briefly dating 1 girl, and feeling up her boob. My friends were all in similar boats, and even the ones with girlfriends hadn't done much more. At 15 there aren't many opportunities to be alone with a girl. When I get really horny sometimes it feels like my cock is in charge of me instead of the other way around. Like all boys I jerked off frequently. When I had the time I would jerk off to near orgasm and then stop and continue. I later learned from a porn site that this is called edging. When I was pretty far along I watched crazy porn like milfs or incest but felt guilty after busting. This Friday night I convinced my mom to have a few guys stay over. Not a "sleepover" since that's what girls did, this was different of course. It was going to be my two best friends Dan and Lucas and then Brayden, a guy from another middle school who I met after we all moved up to the same highschool freshman year. Right off the bat the night wasn't going as planned when Dan texted that he started vomiting and couldn't leave the bathroom. THEN Lucas messaged that he was grounded for failing a math test. His parents went ballistic, and grounded him until the next math test. He was seething mad, but there wasn't anything to be done. He was out. So that left just Brayden and I. I was tempted to reschedule the whole night but then I would be bored alone all on a Friday night. Plus Brayden was still down to come. Brayden arrived and met my family which consisted of my mom, dad, and my little brother Will, who was 2 years younger than me at 13. We had dinner and then proceeded to demolish Will in a few a video games, especially Fornite. Until they teamed up against me and smoked me a few times. It was all laughs, trash talk, and competition. Brayden was one of those easy going guys who was funny as hell and had a great wit. Some of his one liners were killer. After that we headed up to my room, where we chilled. We Facetimed the grounded Lucas, Snapchatted and goofed around like teenage boys do. Brayden was one of those friends who starts out by being friends with your friends but who you become fast friends with. We just got along so well that at this point I think he was better friends with me than he was with Dan or Lucas. On a personal level I didn't know much about him since all we talked about was sports, school, and video games. He was outgoing, confident, and wasn't afraid to talk to anyone, including hot girls. I had always just assumed he had more experience than most of my friends with the ladies. As the night wore on, the conversation naturally turned to girls. I was pretty curious about his experience, so I steered the conversation that way. As we traded stories, I found out that he actually didn't do much more than me. He got a girl to feel him up over top of his pants, and that was as far he got. He also shared that he'd been Snapchatting with this girl from our grade Madison. He'd gotten her to send some risky pictures over Snap after some serious flirting. He wondered what she was doing so he Snapped her. "Bro she's home chilling. Just watching a movie in bed," he said excitedly. They started rapidly exchanging messages, while sharing the whole convo with me. He was aggressively flirting with this girl and she was eating it up. We were both laying in my queen bed side by side with our heads propped against the pillows. He snapped a selfie of himself laying in bed. Then she did. Then he look a pic looking down at his feet. Then she did. "Bro think she knows this isn't your room?" I asked. "Hasn't said anything," he said and looked around a bit. "I mean this isn't too far off. Guy rooms are pretty much the same." He lifted up his shirt to snap a picture of his abs. Then she showed her stomach. I could see a little bit of her panties, which made made the blood flow a bit to my teenage penis. She was matching his pictures. "Ok let's try this," he said beaming with a smile. He stripped off his shirt and took a selfie shirtless, showing his tight stomach. The lump in his pants looked bigger than it was before, but it was hard to tell. Brayden actually had the beginning of abs, which he was clearly proud of. At 15, I was about 5'8 and he was a little shorter than me at 5'6. He was very toned all around with some muscle definition on his arms, chest and legs. He enjoyed working out more than I did. His skin still was tan from the summer and with the occasional large freckle spread around his body. He didn't have much body hair and the hair he did have was blond. All in all, girls thought Brayden was hot. One of the most attractive boys in our grade. I on the other hand, had more fair skin that burned in the sun if I wasn't careful. With dark hair and a green hazel eyes that I received many compliments on. I was also toned, but more on the lean/skinny side. No abs here, but my stomach was flat and toned, and if I sucked in my stomach my ab muscles appeared. I didn't have much body hair either, except in the usual places. I knew that girls considered me hot, even though I didn't think of myself that way. We both wore our hair longer in the front, fluffed up like many of the boys our age. "Ha. She said that wasn't fair since boys go shirtless all the time," he chuckled. A minute he spoke again. "Holy shit," he said his eyes going wide. "Bro she doesn't have a bra on." "Holy shit," I replied, staring at the picture. Her loose fitting shirt clearly showed the mounds of her breasts and her nipples. I was surprised at how they looked more like mountains than round hills. When girls wore a bra it was all the round hills, but she was really more perky. I saw Brayden thinking about his next move. All he had on was a pair of athletic shorts, so I didn't know how far he would take this. But I was horny as hell. "Time to up the ante," Brayden. This time he got up from the bed and turned and faced me. He again held up the camera for a selfie, while using his hand to pull his shorts and boxers down a bit. Any further and he'd be showing pubes, but as it was all you could see was smooth skin and part of the "v" that led down to his crotch. "Bold dude," I said with admiration. Not that I was prude, I just didn't think I could ever be able to send pics like that. "Dude I think I can get her to show her tits," he said as he sat down shirtless. "Fuck I hope so," I said. I'd never seen tits of a girl my age. "Gonna have to work some magic tonight,"he said with a grin and a wink. We waited a minute and finally got a reply. My eyes bugged out as I saw she had lifted her shirt up to show the very bottom of her one tit. Up until this point my dick had been mostly soft, but I felt blood flow to my cock as it chubbed up. "Bro, I want to feel that tit so bad," he said with an air of desperation. "So do I. Send her whatever she wants," I joked. "Yeah easy for you to say," he said. "Fuck it." He again stood up and turned toward the bed. There was definitely a bigger mound in his shorts now, and I gave him a catcall whistle. "Shut up. I'm taking one for the team here," he said with a smirk. He once again lowered his shorts and then kept lowering them. Before I knew it, I was looking at trimmed pubes and the top of his shaft, but he stopped there. His cock was definitely chubbed up. "Broooooo," I said, holding my arm up to block my eyes from his crotch and looked away. Why didn't he face away from me? Being on the same basketball team, I had seen him naked before. Not that I would admit it to anyone, but I'd even had checked out his dick once or twice to see how I stacked up. Had to check out the competition I justified. Our basketball coach made us shower after distant away games, so I pretty used to seeing my team. As a freshman, I was mortified being naked in front of anyone, but you get over it pretty quickly. Especially when you realize that we aren't that different. "Shhh she will hear you in the Snap asshole," he shot at me. I had to stifle a laugh. Partially because this was totally ridiculous, and partially because I couldn't help be excited. She HAD to send her tits after this. I lowered my arm and my eyes darted back to his crotch as he took a pic then he snapped up his shorts jumping on the bed. "She saw it!" he exclaimed. "She typing." We were side by side glued to his phone waiting on her response. Come on, come on, I thought. "Fuckkkkk man," Brayden said we read her message: "don't feel comfortable sending more yet. Have to go to sleep. Will dream about you." "Fucking tease," I said. "Would you really have shown her the whole thing bro?" "Fuck yeah I would have. To see her tits, definitely," Brayden replied. I definitely wouldn't have the balls, pun intended, to send a dick pic. I would never admit this to anyone, but I was a little self conscience about my pride and joy. I was a late bloomer, judging by the fact I got hair under my arms later than my friends. My dick measured at little over 5 inches, which I knew from research was average for a 15 year guy. But compared to the guys in porn who had the massive cocks that women went crazy over, I was small. I understood that porn wasn't real life and the guys were much larger than average, but still made me a bit self conscience. I had no idea how big any of the boys my age were. In the locker room soft everyone seems more or less close to my size. I kept willing my cock to grow. I was proud of the rest of my body though. We both jumped back on my bed disappointed to the abrupt end to this evenings potential excitement of seeing a girl our age's tit. "Fuck bro. Now I'm horny. Haven't jerked off for 2 days," Brayden said with frustration. I was in the same situation since our basketball practice ended late yesterday and I had no time to myself. I generally jerked off at night. "Yeah same here. Ohh well now we just have to suffer with blue balls," I joked. Normally I would have jerked off and blown a huge load all over myself. But couldn't do that with Brayden here. I could go to the bathroom and rub one out, but was worried he'd figure it out. "Not sure if I ever told you, but my parents have my phone on lockdown," he said dejected. "I can't even go any porn sites." "No fucking way dude. What happens when you try?" I asked. "Just comes up with a message. Won't let me in," he said. "And believe you me I've tried to get around it." "So, ummm, what do you do to jerk?" I said in disbelief. I couldn't imagine not using my phone for porn. My friends and I had joked about jerking off, but we never ventured into more specifics on what we watched. He tapped his head. "Use imagination. Or go on Instagram to see girls in bathing suits. I can see some shit on twitter, but fuck man, it knows when someone's naked." "Damnnnn dude that suckkkks," I said. "Tell me about it. It's all my brothers fault and his phone isn't even locked down," he huffed. His older brother was a senior and a pretty big fuck up. He had been busted with both drugs and alcohol, and even had been arrested once. His grades sucked and he was barely graduating. Brayden complained often how his parents came down harder on him so he would stay on the right path. "That doesn't make any sense. And how you know his phone isn't locked?" I asked. "So this is gonna sound fucked, but remember the day practice was cancelled 2 weeks ago? Well I came home, and since he's an idiot, I caught him jerking." Brayden said. "No wayyy. That's fucked up. That must have been awkward as hell. Like what did he do?" I asked mortified. "He didn't see me. He left his door open like half way since he thought no one was home, and as I passed by his room I saw him laying on this bed, dick in hand. He was watching his phone that was blaring porn sounds," he said. "I would die if I caught Will or he caught me," I said shuttering. My brother Will was 13, so he had to be jerking off by now. I could tell he was going through puberty, so it was just the natural conclusion. "Yeah, last thing I needed was him being on my case. So I crept back downstairs and then opened and slammed the front door, yelling that I was home. You could bet your ass his door shut," he laughed. I laughed with him. "Bro, and you know what the messed up thing is? I have a bigger dick than him. Would never have imagined it," he said with this proud smile. I too had an older brother who was now in college and he'd always been older, bigger, stronger. So I got where Brayden was coming from. "So he must have a super small dick," I joked. "Naw, it looked average. I'm just big," he said matter of factly, totally serious. "Yeahhh surreeeee," I said sarcastically. He just shrugged and winked with a devious smile. "So...uhhh...dude...like maybe I could like borrow your phone?" He asked and his face turned a little red. At first I wasn't totally sure what he meant. Take my phone and use it to jerk off in the bathroom? Just watch it here? My phone was my life, and hated anyone using it except me. I didn't really have anything on there that was embarrassing but still. My face must have given away my thoughts because he followed up right away. "Or like put in on that tv or something? I'm so fucking horny. Ok, forget about it," he said frustrated. I legit felt bad for him. I didn't know what I'd do if I couldn't watch porn. Plus I was horny as hell too, so figured a little porn couldn't hurt. I'd never watched with another guy, so this felt a little weird. "Ok dude, let's put it on the tv," I said after a moment. It was more self serving than anything, since I really needed to bust. I supposed now that our mutual horiness was in the open,we both could go to the bathroom to bust without feeling that awkward. I fired up the tv and screen shared my phone to the tv. We moved to lay on each side of my queen bed facing the tv. I chose a video at random, which was 2 guys and a girl. The girl was sucking the large dick of the one guy, while the other thrusted in and out of her pussy. "Damn dude, imagine being them?" He said. I'd never really considered a 3 some before with another guy. I wanted to fuck a girl so bad I probably would. But sharing with another guy would be awkward. Plus there was that whole dick size thing, I wouldn't want to be the one with the small dick. "Yeahhhh that would rock," I said not knowing what else to say. We both were shifting a bit, clearly dealing with raging boners. I was hard as steel and little Aiden wanted to come out. Brayden seemed to be in a similar situation. I wanted to touch my cock, but didn't want to do it in front of him. "Ummm bro, want to get under the covers?" I asked. He vigorously nodded his head and we both jumped up, pulled the covers back and jumped in bed. Now that we were under the blanket my hand went right into my shorts to feel my bare cock. Fuck that felt good. I started massaging it while it was in my shorts. I looked over to Brayden and saw similar movement under the covers in the crotch area. Fuck I needed to get my dick out. I flipped my dick out of my shorts and now could touch it better under the blanket. Ahhh much better. Then the clip ended. "Let me choose the next one," Brayden said reaching over toward me for the phone. "Sure," I replied. He put on a younger couple, where the girl was bobbing up and down on a cock. She had nice tights and a tight body. "Fuck Aiden. Look at that," Bryaden said pointing to how the camera shifted to a close up of guy eating out the girls pink pussy. I wanted to ram my dick in her so bad. "Fuck." I whispered. We watched another 3 clips of various porn which only increased the hormones pumping through me. Neither one of us was fully jerking. It didn't feel right doing it next to a dude. I was just about to excuse myself to go the bathroom when Brayden spoke. "Bro, do you, uhh, want to just pull off the covers? This feels fucking weird with this blanket restricting me," Brayden asked. His voice sounded unsure but also a bit husky from the porn. My first reaction was panic. He'd see my dick! Or did he not have his dick out like me? No one had seen my hard dick before, and I'd never seen anyone's hard dick. Watching porn was one thing, but jerking off with another guy was dangerous close to the "gay" line. None of my friends wanted to come to close to that line. It was all competition, sports, and masculinity. "Like no homo," he followed up with. With that comment I figured he had to have his dick out too. "No homo" was used by teenage boys as kind of an out for something that could be perceived as gay but not intended that way. He obviously knew it wasn't normal for two straight guys. Our friends would have a fucking field day if they found out. On the other hand, besides being horny, I had this strong curiosity. I'd never seen anyone's hard dick in real life besides my own. How big was Brayden? Was he really bigger than his brother? I even imagined the look I'd give him when it turned out he was the same size as me. Since he suggested it, it was like a get out of jail free card. I didn't have to worry about him getting the wrong idea or anything. Brayden was just always so confident, I did want to be more like that. I bit my lip in thought. Fuck it. "Ok," was all I said. My door was locked and everyone was sleeping, so there wasn't much risk. He immediately swept the cover off of us both. My eyes immediately went to his dick. Since we were laying side by side I didnt even have to move my head to see it. My first thought thank god that he had it out as well, and I wasn't alone with my dick in the breeze. My second thought was that holy shit he is pretty big. If my dick was 5", his had to be a good 2 inches longer. Maybe more? He was definitely thicker as well. Like me, he was cut had trimmed pubes. Looking at my dick and then at his I could see the size difference even in the head, which was leaking precum. Now he wasn't porn star big, but definitely was bigger than average. He hadn't grabbed his dick yet, so I could see the whole thing standing straight up hard as a rock. "I told you," he said proudly, referring to his cock. I turned my head to look over at his face and found him watching mine. Fuck he caught me looking at his dick. But seriously what did he expect? I saw his eyes flash down to mine. "Yours is good too man," he said. Good? What did good even mean? "I was a late bloomer, so I still got growing to do," I said defensively. "Yeah dude, no worries, bet you grow to be bigger than me," he said. I don't think either of us really believed that. We both turned back towards the tv, he put another video on, and we both started stroking. I found that my eyes kept darting back to his dick. It just so damn long, much longer than me, especially when he jerked it. I was getting a bit mesmerized by watching him stroke it up and down. Much more movement than I could do. Then sometimes he would take his thumb and go over the top of the head of his dick. I decided to try it as well and was rewarded with a feeling of pleasure emanating from my lspongely head. I kept looking at his dick, I couldn't help it. "Damn thick too," I said. I hadn't intended to say that out loud, but it just came out. "Naw, dude, looks about the same thickness as yours," he said softly. He stopped jerking, removed his hand, and just let it stand there. "Ummmm dude, no way." I said. It was pretty clear. "I dunno, looks the same to me. Feel it dude, same size," he said casually. Maybe it was how matter of factly he said it. Maybe it was I was begrudgingly impressed by his dick. Maybe it was that I was curious to feel it. Without even really thinking about it, my hand reached out and my fingers wrapped around his dick. It was hot and hard like mine, but definitely thicker. Then I realized that I was holding a dick and pulled my hand away like it got burned by something. "Yeah, naw you're thicker," I said sheepishly. Embarrassed that I had actually grabbed it. Like what the fuck. "You sure? Lemme see." He said and reached over toward me. I had left go of my dick before so he was able to just grab it. It felt weird to have someone else's hand on it, but also felt better than having mine, and my dick pulsed in response. He actually stroked it up and down a few times before letting go. He let out a laugh, apparently having no concerns about touching another guys dick. We both went back to looking at the screen, watching whatever porn was on. I had stopped paying attention a while ago. So I grabbed my dick and big glob of precum leaked out the top. After a few minutes and an another whole video he broke the silence. "Bro was it just me or did having someone else's hand feel better than your own?," he said, his voice dropping lower and sounding conspiratorial. I looked over and he had a devilish grin on his face. "Yeah," I said sheepishly. His hand did feel better, weird but better. I looked over at his dick again. I couldn't help it: I wanted to feel it again, to stroke up and down the length like he did to me. I knew that I shouldn't want to touch it again, but I did want to. I bit my lip in confusion. He'd just made a pretty open invitation to do it again. From our limited conversations about girls and sex, he was just totally confident in himself. He seemed at ease with this too, which made me feel more at ease. This was just two boys messing around. I reached out toward his dick, and he must have seen my hand move because he let go of it to give me access. This time I grasped it and stroked it up and down. I felt my face flush in embarrassment that I actually was doing it. Then my legitimate curiosity took over. This was what I wanted, to explore his dick. It felt a lot like mine, except it was thicker and longer. My hand wasn't used to the extra length he had, so that was a big difference. I couldn't tell exactly how much bigger he was than me, but it was at least 2 inches. I was trying to remember how long an inch was. His hand snaked over, grabbed my dick and started stroking up and down. I wanted to feel Brayden's cock head which was bigger than mine, so I brought my thumb up and across the top feeling its spongy softness. My thumb found a glob of precum at his slit and spread it over the side around the ridge of his dick. I heard him gasp a bit. Then he did the same thing to me, and fuck it felt good. On some level I knew I should have been grossed out by touching another dudes precum. But I wasn't, it was exactly like mine. It was strange feeling his cock, one of the most important and private parts of him. My whole life it's been mostly surface level stuff with my friends. It was almost like this barrier that didn't allow us to share doubts, insecurities, or god forbid feelings. This wasn't surface level. A voice in the back of my head was like "ok dude you explored, you should let go now." But I didn't want him to let go of me. I was almost there. I just wanted bust so badly. "I'm close bro," he whispered. He pulled his hand off my dick. So I did the same. "Me too," I said. We both started jerking ourselves off rapidly. I felt the build up, as I looked over at his dick and saw a rope of cum shoot out of it onto his chest. Then another, and another. Seeing him cum sent me over the edge. The feeling reached a crescendo and I felt the first shot hit me in the face right near the mouth. When I was really horny I tended to shoot far, hitting my upper to chest or even my face. Then shot after shot landed on my chest. Some of the cum that landed on my face leaked into my mouth and the salty taste brought me back to reality. I looked over at Brayden and saw he was a mess with cum covered his chest. I was in a similar state. My dick hadn't even gone down yet. As the euphoric feeling from the orgasm faded, I turned my head to look at Brayden's face. He immediately started laughing. "Dude, your face is covered!" he laughed. "Holy shit you can shoot far. His laughing outburst was contagious and made me start to laugh as well. Once the laughter died down and I caught my breath a little, I could feel the cum getting cold and stood up to get the tissue box from the dresser, trying not to let sperm fall on the floor. As I was cleaning up, my brain turned back on now that it was free from that horny haze. Here I was, with my boxers and shorts around my feet(I hadn't even kicked them off before) standing naked cleaning up cum in front my friend. Even though it was kinda stupid at this point, I felt exposed and wanted to cover up as quick as I could. I finished cleaning up and quickly got my shorts back on, covering my totally soft, shrunken cock. I looked up to see Brayden watching me. Was he looking the whole time? "Ummm a little help?" Brayden said. He was covered in cum. He definitely shot more than me, so staying on the bed was the right call. I threw the box over to him and he proceeded to clean up. I stood awkwardly there. I didn't know where to look or what to do with my hands. My phone was in the bed somewhere. I don't know why but I just watched him clean up. He first cleaned up his stomach and finished by lifting his dick. "Dude, I came a tonnnn," Brayden said smiling, as he stood up and put his boxers and shorts back on. He didn't seemed to be outwardly troubled "Yeah me too," I said. "Uhh, I'm going to go the bathroom and brush my teeth." I said. "Ok cool, I'll go after you," he said. I brushed my teeth then went back to the room. When I stepped back in I was immediately struck by the slight odor of cum, the one every boy becomes familiar with. Brayden had his shirt on and went to the bathroom after me. Alone for few minutes, my mind started to process the events. I had jerked Brayden's dick. I had touched another boys cock, and I wasn't grossed out about it. I knew that we weren't the only or last guys to jerk off to porn together, that probably happened more than I thought. It was feeling a dick that crossed the line. I knew Brayden wasn't going to say anything....on purpose. He was one of those people who joked about things he probably shouldn't. Or hinted at specific meanings. But he'd been know to let a few things slip that got himself in trouble. If he did that with our friends, they would make fun of us mercilessly. Even if it was just that we jerked off in the same room. I bit my lip in worry as the door opened and Brayden came back. I saw him scrunch his nose a few times which meant he smelled cum too. "Hey flip that light off? I'm wiped," I said. He flipped the light off and used his phone as a light. I saw him strip off his shirt and shorts and jump into bed. We had agreed earlier it would be stupid for him to sleep on the floor when I had a queen bed. "Good night bro," he said, deepening his voice. I thought he was trying to sound extra masculine after the nights activities. "Night bro," I said. Lying there in the dark and silence. Even though we were supposed to be falling asleep it was one was of those awkward silences where you knew should say something but I didn't know what to say. "Hey Aiden? I heard Brayden say softly. I couldn't remember the last time he called me Aiden instead of "A" or "Adawg" so he had my full attention. "Yeah?" I responded. "I just wanted to, like, thank you before for...uhh...sharing your porn. I uhh really needed it dude. Like really," Brayden fumbled out. I'd rarely heard him so awkward. He sounded genuinely thankful, almost embarrassed. In some strange way this made me feel better. He was having some of the same feelings I was I guess. "Me too dude, me too," I responded back, followed by own fumble. "So like, uh, dude, this is just like between us?" "Ohh, shit dude. I just texted the group chat about this," he deadpanned. I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Then he started laughing too. "You're an idiot," I said smiling in the dark. "I know, can't help it," he said. "But yeah dude. Stays between us. Just boys being boys know you?" "No homo," he added a few seconds later. "No homo. Just boys being boys," I said chuckling back. I could get behind boys being boys. Even it was a little weak, it was a justification. After that I was so tired that I started drifting off to sleep. A memory popped up in my head right before I fell asleep. It was in health class when had to watch that awful sex-ed video in class, the one where they explained stuff we already knew in the most embarrassing way possible. It's like they never heard of the internet. The one that stuck out was when it talked about how it was totally normal to be curious about, attracted to, or even have experiences with the same sex. The class was only boys, who upon hearing that erupted in groans, disgust, and laughter. I laughed too. But maybe there was more truth to that than we thought. Just nobody would ever admit to it.