I 'm Sid, and along with my buddies, we discovered sex. I say discovered because nobody taught to us – we just figured it out for ourselves. Of course we weren't the first to discover it, but the discovery process created an everlasting bond between us.

It all started before any of us could cum, and we had no idea it was even sex. The natural curiosity, along with some playful experimentation with my friends Jim, Marc, Pete and Tom revealed what we discovered.

There was a large wooded area near where we lived with a river running through it. It all started with us skinny-dipping in the river and finding that we really liked being naked outdoors, so we shed our clothes every chance we got. The next discovery was that we enjoyed feeling each other's cocks – and especially liked being felt.

We all liked to play with ourselves, which our mothers told us not to, but that just encouraged us. Pete wanted to know what other guy's cocks felt like, so I let him feel mine and it was incredible! I don't know why, but it's somehow way better when someone else does it. I told him and soon we were feeling each other’s cocks all the time. If we were able, we might have been jacking-each other off, but we were too young to cum, but still liked the feeling.

We made use of this new discovery every day we got together. I found that I enjoyed handling my friend’s cocks, and I presume they enjoyed feeling others as well. Then one day Marc said he wondered what it would be like to put our cocks in each other's mouths.

"Why would anyone do that?" I asked.

"I don't know," replied Marc, "But it might be good to try – wanna give it a shot?"

"Sounds kind of dumb," I said, "But I'll give it a try – but you better not pee in my mouth!"

Marc promised that he wouldn't, and I took him into my mouth. If felt kind of weird having a cock in my mouth, but not objectionable. "That's it," said Marc, "Move your tongue all around."

I wasn't sure what I'd done, but I began to move my tongue all around Marc's cock, and he said it felt even better than being handled.

I pulled off and said, "Let me try," and soon I was enjoying Marc's mouth.

Who would have thought that would work so well? Soon Pete and Tom were exchanging sucks. We had no idea that we were doing anything sexual, nor that once we could cum it would be a blowjob – right now it was simply the best feeling we'd ever had!

We traded sucks for a couple of weeks before Tom had a new idea – instead of taking turns, sucking each other, we could all suck at the same time. That sounded like a good idea, but it wasn't clear how.

We experimented and started with Pete sucking Tom, then I sucked Pete, and then Tim sucked me and Marc sucked Tim. That way everyone was getting sucked except Marc. Then he suggested that if we moved around he could get in a position where Tom could suck him. Laying on the bank of the river we were able to reposition with ease, and it worked really well. We experimented with other positions, and with different numbers of guys.

Little did we know that we had just re-discovered the daisy-chain, and when we did it with two people, the 69. 69'ing was really great because it could be done any time there were two of us, and a little privacy.

We rarely did the four- or five-person daisy chain, but we 69'ed and did 3-ways fairly often. Even though we weren't cumming yet, we were sucking and getting sucked nearly every day.

Then one day we made a new discovery. I was 69'ing with Pete and he started to moan and move excitedly, and then I suddenly got a bad taste in my mouth. "You pee'd in my mouth!" I accused Pete.

"Did not!" protested Pete, "I think that was a climax – spit it out and see what color it is."

I spit it out and saw that it was white, so it wasn't pee. We knew from Sex Education class that soon we would be climaxing, and Pete said it was the most amazing feeling.

"It was good for you, but didn't taste so good to me," I replied.

"You can just spit it out and it's done with," said Pete, "I'll do the same for you once you can cum."

I had no idea how good it felt to cum, but trusted Pete, and looked forward to my own climax. Jim, Marc and Tim all traded sucks with us, each awaiting their first climax.

Whenever Pete came in my mouth, I'd spit it out – it never occurred to me to swallow – I didn't even know if it was safe, and sure didn't want to get sick doing it. Then one day I was sucking Pete in his living room when we were home alone and suddenly his mom came home, just as I recieved a mouthful of Pete's cum. I quickly pulled off him and he put himself away. I took a seat in a chair across the room, still holding his load in my mouth. His mother came in and asked me if I wanted to stay for dinner, and I had to quickly swallow so I could answer. I accepted the invitation and Pete's mother left the room. I wasn't sure if I'd swallowed poison or not but realized that the taste got better the longer I had it in my mouth.

I had no ill effects and decided I would swallow more of Pete's cum. I told all the guys it was okay to swallow cum, but most were unsure about it. It was only after Jim and I repeatedly swallowed that the others tried it and all grew to like it.

As we progressed through puberty our cocks grew, as did our pubic hair and our horniness. I found that I enjoyed my nose pressed to pubic hair while I sucked, and we all did it daily. Strangely, we never learned how to jack-off. There was no need for it, and there seemed to be no reason to do it yourself when our friends would help us out whenever we needed it.

We didn't actually discover anal sex – we learned about it in Sex Education. It wasn't part of the curriculum, but someone asked a question about it, and after a brief discussion the teacher changed the subject, stating that it wasn't on the lesson plan (what a prude).

With all our eager mouths, it just didn't occur to us to stick our cocks in each other's asses, but once we learned about it, we were eager to try. Pete borrowed his older sister's vibrator and we experimented with that. I willingly offered my ass to start, and Pete lubed up my hole and worked his finger in, then pushed in the vibrator. It felt strange at first, and then very painful and I told Pete to stop. He didn't pull it out, but just kept it in place. After a while I told him to continue and he pushed it as far as it would go. It was a new, but a nice feeling. Then Pete turned on the vibrator switch and it felt amazing. Jim stroked my cock as Pete pumped the vibrator in and out of me and soon I came!

All the guys wanted to try it, so each got their turn with the vibrator, but I sucked Pete off when he was getting it. We all agreed that we wanted to fuck each other's asses but needed the opportunity. With winter approaching we it wasn't practical to do it outdoors. We enjoyed brief nudity in the cold weather but couldn't do it for long.

Thanksgiving was coming up and the day after is a major Christmas shopping day. Pete's family was going to be gone all day, so he invited us over. We planned it all out in advance that one guy would kneel with the vibrator up his ass to prepare him while he sucked another to erection. Once hard, he would remove the vibrator and plow the sucker's ass, and they would switch roles. This worked out well for an even number of guys, but we had five. I started out sucking Tim, and when he was hard, he fucked me while I sucked Pete, who took over when Tim was done. That worked out really well because Pete was bigger than Tim and slipped into me easily once Tim had loosened me up. Perhaps Tim's cum provided a little lube as well. Tim stroked me as Pete fucked me, and then I fucked Tim.

Meanwhile Jim and Mike were watching, holding each other's cocks while they waited their turn to use the vibrator. When we were all done, we were no longer virgins and realized that we had much to be thankful for on this Thanksgiving holiday!

We continued to experiment with anal. We still sucked a lot because it was quick and convenient and could be done almost anywhere (and I do mean ANYWHERE). Anal required some privacy and the ability to clean up, but we did it when we could. We tried a five-guy daisy chain, which was a lot of fun, but not as practical as we had expected. It was really great to have your cock in a guy's ass while another was in yours, but it turned out that only the last guy could move effectively. When we tried it, I was the last guy, so when I came I pulled out and went to the other end and sucked the Pete, the first guy. I sucked Pete gently so he wouldn't cum right away. Each guy came when they were in last place, and when Jim came in Pete's ass, I sucked more eagerly and then swallowed Pete's load.

We did find that anal worked really good in a three-way with two guys 69'ing. The third would fuck the guy on top, and it was great for everybody, but we rotated who was on top, which we called the "lucky" position.

Of course we all realized that what we were doing would generally be considered gay, though we thought of ourselves as straight – we were just the closest of friends helping each other out. We began to date girls, but of course never got enough sex from them, so we naturally got help from our friends.

Never learning to jack-off made us highly dependent upon each other, which really held us together. We knew how jacking-off was done, but none of us did it – it seemed like a violation of our friendship not to share ourselves.

We eventually got married but remained close. With our wives all friends, it was convenient for us to get away for guy things, which the women thought were hunting, fishing and sports, but we had better things to do. Over the years, as the wives were less forthcoming, our devotion to each others kept both our marriages and our friendships strong.

The bond we shared as suck-buddies was amazingly strong (and wonderfully practical).

  To be continued . . .

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