Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2023 16:54:19 +0000 (UTC)
From: Gregory Eugene <gregoryeugene5@yahoo.com>
Subject: Parentless Boys Chapter 1

Parentless Boys, Chapter 1
Gregor E
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I grew up living on the family ranch.  It was a really old place, the
original ranch house was built before 1850.  It was a long way to get to
town.  My cousins drove the school bus, even though they were just in high
school.  When school got out, they drove it back and just parked it on
their part of the old ranch.  That was not a bad thing until I got into
junior high and started playing football.  Practice was after school and
that meant somebody had to come get me.  And sometimes they would forget,
or as I was told, they just didn't want to bother with me (I think they
were kidding).

My parents decided it would be a whole lot easier on everybody if we moved
to town.  I liked the idea.  It would be much easier for practice and some
of the other things that I could do at school.  It was also easier with
friends, there weren't the special arrangements needed to get them out to
the "country".  And we could go back to the ranch on weekends and such.
The little house they bought was perfect for school, just about a half a
block and turn the corner and I was there.  We could even hear the bell
between classes from the house.  I was considered a self-sufficient kid.  I
could cook, wash clothes, generally knew when I stunk enough to take a
shower, and wasn't scared to stay alone in the house.  And the longer we
had the house in town, the more I got to stay alone, or at least not with
parents.  And I had a key to the money box in the cabinet.

I was a well-built kid.  I was strong and had a lot of muscles. I worked
hard at the ranch and then started weights and workouts for football and
track. I had a good body and knew it.  I was taking nude selfies long
before that was a thing.  I had to use a polaroid camera.  The film was
ridiculously priced but I bought a couple of packs that lasted long enough
for me to get enough of my own pics.  I would just occasionally take
pictures over the years.  The last ones were right before high school
graduation.  One picture was with me with my graduation robe on, and two
pictures of the robe unzipped, one while limp and one with my boner poking
out of the robe.  I looked really good then, I was All-State football and
headed to play in college.

I am getting way ahead of what I wanted to write in this story.

We had been in the town house for just a little while when I started
discovering the area around us.  There were kids I knew not far from the
house.  I was friends with a lot of them already and that made it good.  I
also found out that the Lasky boys were just a couple of houses away.  I
knew them but we weren't the "bestest" of friends but not enemies.  They
seemed to hang out with each other.  And they were always considered mean
kids. There were three of them.  They all looked alike.  All had burr
haircuts that they said their Daddy made them get them.  The burr became
mullets at sometime.  There was a weird thing with their ages. A lot of
people thought they could be triplets, or twins with a little brother.
They were in consecutive grades, as in 6th, 7th, and 8th.  People always
would say that was really had to have babies like that.  My mother and her
friends would gossip, a lot!  I heard several theories about them.  One was
that the middle boy was actually a cousin.  Another theory was that their
father cheated on their mother and had to the middle boy with another
woman, and it was supposed to be the mother's sister.  I never found out
for sure but you could tell they were all related.

They always looked like a mess.  Their faces always looked dirty even when
they had just washed.  They had freckles which enhanced the dirty look.
And while they eventually outgrew it, they would have dried snot under
their noses, and dirty fingernails.  To me, they also smelled a lot like
the pile of stall straw and manure that I had to clean out all the time.
It wasn't all that horrible a smell, just not something that I wanted to
stay next to all the time.  When not is school, they wore button shirts
with the sleeves cut off, just like their daddy, or no shirts at all.  And
blue jean cut off shorts.  Their junk could be seen or just flat hang out
of the legs of the jeans.  They all had very dominant outie belly buttons!
They were also uncut.  I didn't know what that was.  I had no idea that I
was circumcised.  That meant, I wasn't really sure what I was looking at
hanging out of their shorts.

I should let you know their names.  Conrad was the oldest, Curtis was the
middle and in my grade, and Clark was the youngest.  At least that is how
they were in school.

I was out in the front yard not long after we moved in when they walked up
and started talking.  They were pretty nice about saying hello and
understanding that I was actually moving in.  They were wearing nothing but
the jean shorts that had barely enough cloth to keep them from getting
arrested.  And no shoes.  After talking for awhile, they said they would be
back.  I knew that meant anytime between a few minutes to a few days.  They
would come by and many times, we just sat outside or played in the
yard. When they would come in the house, it was like they were sneaking
around.  They talked in whispers, tiptoed, always looked around a room
before entering.  They seemed uncomfortable in the house but my mom
insisted that they quit pissing on the bushes and come inside to use the
toilet.  Geez, they had the worst aim!  Ahhh, I just realized that being
uncut may have been the problem!

On one really hot summer afternoon, we were in my house, laying on the tile
floor, watching TV, and enjoying the fan blowing over us.  I had one just a
pair of athletic shorts, what I wore to bed every night.  They were in
their normal jean shorts.  As the 3 Stooges, the TV show, were doing their
thing, Curtis asked me if I still had hair.  As in pubic hair.  I knew what
he meant and why he was asking.  When we were in elementary school, one
other boy and I were the first to hit puberty.  He and I had pubic hair
when really none of the other boys had any.  There were several times when
a bunch of us would go to the other side of the well house on the
playground for an impromptu show-n-tell.  The other side of the well house
could not be seen from the school.  Other tractors and equipment also
shielded the view from elsewhere.  The teachers all knew that it was where
all sorts of naughty stuff happened and they tried to keep kids from going
there.  Kids got good at going there.  I lost track of how many times I
went only to pull down the front of my jeans and showing my hair and
hanging balls.  Sometimes the other boy would join me and we would amaze
our audience.  Most of the time but not always it was the other boys but we
had girls who wanted a look.  I know it had to be a quick look, I would
start boning up quickly and I didn't want them to know I got hard just
showing what I had.  I didn't always get it hidden in time.  I did enjoy
the attention and the reputation.

As I was answering, I was about to offer to show them but Curtis beat me to
it asked to see.  Clark bounced up to his knees and was very excited.  I
swear he looked like our cow dog ready to jump in the back on the pick up
and go for a ride.  I just lifted my hips and slid my shorts down.  My dick
was starting to twitch as blood flowed in to get it hard.  They laughed
about that.  They really loved seeing my bush.  Nobody trimmed or shaved
pubes in those days and I really had a lot.  All above my dick, not many on
my balls but they could hide behind the hair.  They were really looking and
studying.  I could feel their breath on my junk.  And they lightly touched
my dick.  I didn't realize it at the time but they were pointing out the
different colors where my foreskin had been removed.  At that time, I still
didn't know I was cut. And I was particularly proud that I was showing off
my completely hard dick.

I liked the look of my dick.  I never used the words but I thought my dick
was "pretty".  I was a long as any I had seen.  Well, not nearly as long as
our horses at the ranch... Sorry, I just had to say that.  I also had a
thin dick.  I thought that was an advantage.  Some day when I had an
opportunity to fuck, the girl would be grateful that I didn't have a fat
old dick that would hurt her going in.  I think my boyfriends appreciated
it more.

Conrad said it smelled like good sex.  I had an anxious moment.  I knew he
was smelling the remnants of the cum that had shot into my pubes that
morning.  I just wiped it off and hadn't showered clean.  I was worried
that he didn't like it and this was coming from a boy who I thought smelled
like a compost pile.  Curtis and Clark leaned over and took deep sniffs.
They agreed that it was a very nice smell.  Clark asked me if I always
smelled like that.  Then they got into an argument about whether balls just
give off a smell all the time. Or at least when they grow big.

 I stayed bare for several hours.  They kept reaching into their shorts and
adjusting their junk or doing a little stroking.  They did ask me a few
questions and I surprised myself at how much I answered.  And when I would
get a little limp, I would flip my dick up and down, making it slap my
belly and I would get hard again.  That sound of dick hitting belly made
them all laugh.  There were making jokes about it.

They all would reach over and play with my pubes or pet my boner like it
was a kitty cat.  I was enjoying it all and yet, I couldn't make myself ask
them to do more.  I would have loved it if at least one of them would have
jacked me off.  I was ready to shoot.  It was the first time I saw precum
come out of me.  I had read about precum in the magazines hidden near the
well house but I thought it was BS.  I wanted them to see it and say
something about it.  They never said anything.  I finally had to put on my
shorts, I wasn't sure if I was going to have a parent at the house that
evening.

A few days later when I knew I was going to be parentless for the day, the
boys and I had walked over to the Cabell's for an Icees and Jolly Ranchers.
They were talking about some weird stuff such as wishing that dicks tasted
like watermelon Jolly Ranchers and insisting that balls should taste like
cherry Jolly Ranchers.  And they couldn't decide what a pussy should taste
like until I suggested fish. --- just what I read in the magazines ---

We got back to my house, tossed off our shirts and gratefully laid on the
cool tile floor.  I don't know if they saw that I was boning up or if it
was just them wanting to play around but Clark and Curtis asked if they
could see my stuff again.  I acted like I was reluctant to do it but I was
really just using time to let my boner get fully hard.  I dropped my shorts
and underwear off completely and stood in front of them and wiggled and
slammed my dick back and forth.  Clark was staring at me with his mouth
open and not blinking at all.  He did grab his junk and he shuddered a
little.  He might have had an orgasm just from seeing me naked.  At least I
was liking that idea.

Then Clark asked if I knew that he had pubes too.  I said that I can
sometimes see some poking out of his shorts.  But I also said I wanted to
see.  He was starting to unbutton his shorts when he stopped and looked at
his brothers.  He paused long enough that it caused me to tell them all
that I wanted to see.  None of them protested as they stood up and started
to pull their shorts off.  I put my bare ass on the floor and was focusing
on the nakedness that was starting to happen in front of me.  It seemed
like it was a long moment when they were taking their shorts off but I know
it had to have been seconds as they stepped out of the shorts. They had the
whitest band where the shorts covered and a dark tan all over the rest of
their bodies.

Then I got the best look of uncut dicks of my life.  While I had caught
glimpses of foreskin before, I hadn't realized what I was looking at.  Now,
three very similar dicks were right in front of me. Two almost the same
size, and one just a little smaller. It was cute too!  I was really
interested in figuring out the tube of skin on the ends, why they had it,
how did the dicks work, all that kind of stuff.  My questions were derailed
and they were all more interested in showing me their pubes.  It was funny
to watch them compete for my attention and show me their private parts.  I
realized a few days later that was a big moment in our relationships.  They
so very much wanted me to see and I wanted to discover.

Conrad said he had pubes for awhile was acting like it wasn't a big deal.
His voice was a little shaky as he talked about it.  It made me realize it
was a bigger deal than he was saying.  His pubes were very straight.  I had
seen other boys in the football locker room with straight long hairs and
they mostly showed in the shower when wet.  His pubes were not only
straight but fluffy and light.  It gave me a thought about if Conrad had a
normal haircut, his hair would look like that and be pretty nice.  He was
already boned up.  He was around 5 inches long but the skin was another
half inch.  And he kept gently pulling his skin back and letting his purple
head poke out.  It didn't look real to me.  I reached up to feel the skin
and try to figure out how it worked.  Conrad took my hand and put it on his
pubes so I could feel them.  I liked feeling them but I felt like I got
intercepted. The pubes were extremely soft.  As I was doing that, Conrad
started playing with one of my nipples.  He said he saw them get hard and
poke out.  That was a first, but not the last, for me.

Curtis just couldn't stand not getting attention.  He got my hand to move
over to him.  Same straight, soft pubes but not nearly as many. He also
moved my hand to his dick.  His foreskin was right down on his dick head,
his pee hole was visible.  He told me that when he got soft that his
"nozzle" appeared.  I was thinking, "who knew that boys have nozzles!?"  I
didn't even realize it but my left hand was on my own dick, I think it was
looking for evidence of my own nozzle.

Curtis said he also had more hair around his butthole.  That was also a new
concept for me.  Curtis turned around, leaned over and spread his butt
cheeks.  All of a sudden, I was staring at a hairy butthole!  It actually
scared or shocked me.  First of all, I had never seen a butthole that
close!  I had only seen my own but that was when I backed up to a mirror.
Curtis' hole had no resemblance of any butthole I could imagine. A thought
entered my head right then, that if any one wants to examine my butthole, I
should clean it up a little better than what I was looking at.

I was looking and feeling Curtis for awhile when Clark was bouncing up and
down and he finally made a run for the bathroom.  When he came back, he
said he had to piss so bad that he couldn't wait.  Conrad made a comment
that Clark just ran in there to shoot his cum.  Clark just said "yea,
right".  I had just started to check out Clark when I put my hand on him.
I could feel his pubes, they were visible but you really had to look.  He
giggled when I pulled on them and watched the skin lift up.  I gave his
dick and balls a long and complete feel.  He wasn't small but sure not as
big as his brothers.  And it felt very different than my dick.  He let me
pull back the skin and feel his dick head. He did have a little nozzle and
he was proud that he could make his dick head completely hide inside.
Looking at their foreskin really did confuse me.

I asked if he had butthole hair.  He turned around and spread so I could
look.  My first thought was that is a really cute butthole.  Much cleaner,
much pinker, a little pucker.  Up until then, I never had a thought that it
would be good to kiss, lick, or otherwise do something with a butthole but
those ideas entered my brain.  I did poke it with a finger and enjoyed the
sudden pucker.  Curtis was a big help, he poked it several times after
that.

One of them noticed that I had oozed so much precum and there was a little
puddle on the floor underneath my dick.  I was amazed at how much I was
getting into this. First time I touched another dick and I was touching 3
of them.

I had one hand on Clark's junk, mostly on his soft, smooth balls.  Then I
reached over and grabbed Conrad's.  Big difference in size.  All three of
them had hands on my balls, dick, and nipples. They all got a finger tip of
my precum.  I was thrilled that I was making that, and that it was a real
thing. We squirmed about the floor for a while.  Hands were all over the
place.  While they did things to each other, mostly, they had me in their
hands.

We were all breathing hard and I was getting a little dizzy.  Conrad got in
my face and asked me if I wanted to get off.  I'm sorry but at that time, I
didn't know what "get off" meant.  When he said "shoot cum", I was all for
that.  He started stroking my dick.  I realized that I had not invented
that like I thought I did.  And he was really good at it.  They swapped
spots and Curtis and Clark were jacking me, sometimes both hands, sometimes
one at a time.  And I moved Conrad where I could help him out.  Once I
started jacking him, he laid back and enjoyed it.  He was a moaner too.

I was a little embarrassed that I didn't last longer. I said I was so
excited that I had to shoot.  I made more noise than I usually did when
shooting and it was more intense than normal.  I had to concentrate on
helping out Conrad.  It was a bit of an effort to keep stroking him.  He
gave no warning when he started to coat my hand with his cum.  It oozed
right out of his nozzle, a bizarre sight to me.

Clark was stroking Curtis and was pretty serious and fast about it. His
balls were bouncing fast, and it a really nice rhythm.  I knew this wasn't
Clark's first time.  I loved seeing cum shoot out.  It made little arches
and about half of it landed on me.  As the 3 shooters moved side by side to
recover, Clark was still busy having fun.  I grabbed him and held him close
and asked him if he had cumed yet.  He said he couldn't.  I told him I
could make him feel good.  I had no other experience jacking guys but I
figured I tried.  I moved to lean back against the couch and pulled him
onto my lap. I made a noise, a little squeal actually when my junk settled
into his butt crack and such.  I reached around and jacked him.  Short
little strokes but he was enjoying it.  I added my left hand on his balls.
I liked that as much as stroking his dick. I jacked him a long time.  His
brothers eventually leaned up on their elbows and watched.  Clark said
several times that he couldn't shoot.  I thought I could get him to orgasm,
even if it was dry.  I thought I had him close a few times but no finish.
Then, I felt his balls suck up inside of him, I was fingering and empty
sack.  And then he was humming.  And he exploded.  It was as strong of an
orgasm than I had ever had.  He was moaning and my stroking was making him
give out little squeaks and grunts.  Conrad and Curtis were cheering. They
had their faces right down where the cum was shooting out.  It probably
wasn't a large volume, but it was fully wet and completely cum.

I don't remember falling asleep but I woke up and found them laying all
over me.  We were sticky and stinky. My dick and balls were tingling, my
nipples were a little sore.  My dick was completely soft and limp but it
was nice like that.  I couldn't really move my arms, or legs really, but if
I moved my fingers, I could feel a butthole, the other hand, I just felt
skin.  I was able to finally wake them up enough that we could move and get
up.  It was an odd moment when we were all standing up and looking at each
other naked.  Honestly, they were a lot more handsome naked than with any
clothes on.  I liked their eyes on me.  I liked seeing the semi-hard dicks
hanging there.  I felt completely spent and very relaxed.

I did have a moment of fear and looked out and didn't see either of my
parents' vehicles.  So, nobody came in and caught us.  It was a little
awkward.  Finally, Clark starting kidding about cum showing up on bodies
and that some of it was his.  We got a full report about how it felt the
first time he shot.  We all congratulated him!  He accepted.

I made us all go to the shower.  I wanted to get clean but I knew I
couldn't send them out smelling and looking like that.  They had shirts
that day but those weren't going to help that much.  My bathroom had a
plain tub with a curtain and hand held shower head.  We could all fit in
but there wasn't much room.  I made a joke that if we threw in a bar of
soap, we could just move around and it wouldn't hit the ground.  I think,
but I hope he didn't, I heard Clark say "why do we need soap".  It makes
sense with the way they smelled.  I grabbed the shampoo first.  And Conrad
made a strange request.  He asked if he could shampoo my hair.  I almost
cried when he said that he had never shampooed, he had a buzz cut since he
could remember.  He wanted to know how it felt.  I sat on the edge of the
tub and let him do it. It was sensual enough that I almost cumed.  And
sitting in the tub, my face was just about the height of all their junk.  I
had a lot of thoughts about what I could do.

I used up a bar of Irish Spring on them.  I thought about it like I was
washing my cow dog at the ranch.  They just didn't try to bite me when I
washed their buttholes and dicks.  And I really got Curtis' butthole clean.
It was squeaky clean!  We even used shampoo on our pubes.  Mine felt really
good after that.  I started doing that.  Well, not in the football showers.

I got some clothes on and walked back the Cabell's.  I bought hotdogs,
buns, chips and such.  I was going to feed all of us. When I got back, they
had their shorts and shirts, towels and my clothes in the washer.  They had
my shorts were really nasty.  Somebody had used them to wipe up the cum.  I
had the thought that if these boys thought my shorts were nasty, they had
to be the worst on the nasty scale.

 They were sitting with kitchen towels covering their `naughty bits'.  My
mom loved using biscuit flour bags for towels.  That was such a nice image
of them wearing them that I can see it today.  We cooked out on the grill
and I'm glad I bought extra, we finished everything.  It got dark and they
sent Clark to run home to tell their parents where they were.  I don't
think there was anyone home but Clark said he told them that they were
spending the night.  I thought they were just going to stay late.

We all slept in my room.  I thought about me sleeping in my parents room
but got talked into staying with them.  I threw my sleeping bag on the
floor and Conrad and Curtis slept there.  Clark said that his shorts were
too tight to sleep in and he crawled into my bed naked.  Well, I had to do
that same thing.  I always got excited when I slept naked, even when it was
just me.  I was about half hard when we snuggled down for bed.  My dick
lined up with his butt crack and he told me that it felt really good.  My
arm laid on top of him, my hand touching his belly, until he moved it to
his stuff.  I played with his boner and balls gently until I could tell he
was asleep.  I woke up a few times during the night, I wasn't used to
sleeping with anybody.  Several times, we were face to face, lips touching
and breathing each other's breath.  And each time, we were both boned up, I
checked.

It was bright when I finally woke up completely.  I couldn't hold my pee
any longer and hopped up to go to the bathroom.  I stepped on Conrad enough
to wake him up.  He joined me at the toilet.  We both stood there and
waited until our boners eased up.  He asked me if that was what I was doing
and then we got into a discussion about how we both have to jack off each
and every morning.  And then we could pee.  He asked if I wanted to jack
but then said that maybe I wouldn't want to do that.  It was a little
shocking when he said that I may want to keep my cum full.  Clark told him
that he wanted me to fuck his butt!  If I was the least bit sleepy at that
time, I was shocked awake.  And Conrad added to that enough to make me
believe him.