Date: Mon, 06 Mar 2023 04:07:11 +0000 From: Art Subject: Emerys Arousal C-3 Please keep this site alive by donating to Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org Next chapters created in response to ideas and requests from readers including Travis, Bill, and Malcolm. C-2 End The boys opened their phones. They sent texts. Timmy did the same. My destiny lay with them and their friends. I glared at Jimmy. He shrugged. C-3 has incest in the story line. I have warned you! Emery's Arousal C-3 "Finally! That pill's effects ended." I glowered at my brother. "I will never let you get me in this position again." Johnny lay on his back in the other bed. His two buddies had gone home. He idly scratched his balls, still exposed, as was the rest of him. "Want to bet?" I threw a crusty towel at my brother. "Eww! Keep that cum rag away from me. Tim squeezed me. "You got me, Emmy, to take care of you. I get we are just kids, fourteen. We have years to be together. I am so glad we were each other's firsts." "We will have many more firsts, Tim." From across the room, Johnny slyly snarked. "Want to have your first threesome?" Tim surprised me when he said. "Em and I need to discuss our relationship. Are we exclusive? Are we open? If open, to what degree?" "You would have sex with others?" I spluttered. Tim's comment startled me but got me thinking. I turned to study Tim. His surfer dude haircut and freckled face pulled me in as it had when we first met. Of course, he was in full on puberty, as was I. Our abs were developing. His legs were thin and lengthy. He was uncut. I was cut. My balls were larger. His were still small. I knew our bottoms were tight even though we could get all the way inside each other. Our lengths and girth were about the same. "What you staring at?" "You sweet boy." Then I had an idea. "Let's shave." "Neither of us have face hair." I looked at his pubic area. "Down there?" Tim touched his bush as if it were precious gold. I nodded. "Why not? Let's make our bodies smooth, pubes and pits." "How about I do the two of you? That would be bitchin'." "You really are considering this?" Tim asked? "Yeah. Short stuff can shave us." Tim seemed to ponder this idea. While he was thinking, Johnny piped up. "Come on, guys. I'll do you in the shower." Tim nodded. I took his hand as we walked to the bathroom. Johnny appeared with dad's razor and shaving soap. He adjusted the water temp. We three entered the shower. Johnny started with our armpits, our arms over our heads. Since we had little, what few hairs were easily removed. Tim and I rubbed our pits. Being daring, I licked Tim's. That caused him to moan. "Oh, Emmy. So good. You gotta let me do you." He did, and I agreed the shivers he made in me were a turn on. Johnny replaced both of us as he ran his tongue in both our pits. This caused Tim and me to kiss and harden. Johnny continued until Tim reminded him he had unfinished business. He made me his first. Tim held me. I could feel his cock press into my crack. Johnny shaved me carefully. I looked down to see I was as smooth as Johnny. When he put his lips on my cock, I almost came undone. "Not yet." Tim said in a husky voice. "My turn." I knew Johnny was building to something. He wanted a threesome. Were Tim and I ready? Tim moved to my front. I placed my boner in his crack, closer to his hole than he had been to mine. Johnny did Tim faster than he did my pubes. As he shaved Tim, he also stroked his hardness. Tim pushed against me. He breathed one word. "Please." I knew what Tim needed. I could not deny him. I slicked myself with liquid soap and pushed. Tim gasped and pushed against me. My now hairless pubic area touched his butt cheeks. I was deep in Tim. Johnny's moans let me know Tim's boner was in Johnny's mouth. He had his threesome. I did not care. Tim sure didn't as he pistoned my hardness. I clasped his slim waist and rode my lover. The noise in that shower told me we were deep in teen lust. Who released first, Tim or me, I did not know. I felt him shudder about when I did. Everyone was still for a time. I turned off the water. We dried each other. My brother stood, face red, cock hard. Tim lifted him, carrying him to our bed where he lay him on his back. "Johnny deserves our attention after what he did." My brother lay as if in a daze. His pre-teen body still had signs of the kid he was. There were indications he was starting puberty. Tim and I lay on either side of Johnny, our hands exploring his torso. "You okay doing this, Tim?" "You and me, Emmy. Forever. We can include special friends. Your brother is special. He brought us together. He deserves what we can do for him." I nodded. So began our effort to take Johnny to heights he had never dreamed about. I think Tim and my tongues explored every part of Johnny's soon out-of-control body. We ate his toes, fingers, ears, everywhere. I liked how his sack had loosened. It fit inside my mouth while Tim used his three-inch boy boner as if he would never taste another. We felt Johnny shudder many times as we brought him to orgasm after orgasm. Finally, when Johnny was deep in a desire new to him, Tim looked at me. "Want to?" I knew what Tim was asking, plus what he was offering. I leaned into Johnny. "Want me in you? In your butt hole?" Johnny looked at Tim. "It's okay, little man. Your brother will start you into full manhood." Johnny looked at me. "Please. I want Em to be my first. Then looking at Tim. "Will you be my second?" No words needed to be spoken further. Tim and I set about preparing Johnny. When both of us could get two slicked fingers each in Johnny's virgin hole, he was ready. His body shivered, wracked with a desire born from lust. Tim directed the action. I lay on my back, my cock hard and ready. Tim guided Johnny on top of me, easing me deep in his young cavity. Johnny had tears in his eyes. "Thanks, guys." Then, with Tim's help, Johnny slid on me. Soon we were wrapped together, kissing, our tongues dueling. Tim made sure we stayed wrapped together throughout an orgasm slightly less intense than his and mine had been. Time passed as we unwrapped from each other. Johnny turned to Tim. "Take me, bro!" With them both next to me, I witnessed a second round of love. Tim smiled at me as he seeded deep inside Johnny. Our sperms were inside, mixing, becoming part of Johnny. Time passed. Three drowsy boys woke to mutual kisses and caresses. Showers were taken. Three naked boys sat on the bed, touching. I stared at Tim, who nodded at me, giving me permission. "Johnny." I began, "Tim and I are boyfriends and will share our love with only one person. The person who created space for us to discover our passion for one another. We are very young. Still, if you are willing, we want to make room for you with us forever. Johnny's tears as he wrapped the three of us in his arms gave us his answer. EPILOGUE: The promise we made that day to each other held. Even Pete and Verne did not become part of what the three of us had. They remained our friends. We watched them as they became lovers. Then, after college and law school, married. Their three teen sons think nothing of following our example of nudity in the house and at the resort, though any sexual activity is for those private times in their room. The three of us followed a different path, becoming teachers. The five of us share an old mansion we renovated. Though our relationships are unconventional, we three married and have two six year-year-old adopted twin boys. We and our five sons belong to a Naturist resort that is totally gay friendly. We think of the members as our extended family, but we do not stray from our commitment to each other. The teenage boys play with others doing teen stuff, but not sex. They told us they are a threesome, like their uncles, and are committed like we are. The only thing the six-year-olds do with each is a game they created called "Hide the Weenie." They are a riot. For those of you wanting more, I want to end on a positive note and not go into further sexual exploration between these guys. Malcolm asked me to reduce the characters. I hope this chapter meets your expectations, Malcolm. Comments and suggestions at: acgib1943@protonmail.com Look for more of my stories at Nifty Authors: Art Gibson. Donations to Nifty help support these stories. http://donate.nifty.org