Date: Mon, 16 Apr 2012 04:00:46 -0700 (PDT) From: Mad Max Subject: Peter and Jeremy's adventures chapter 3 Peter and Jeremy's adventures. By boys in the hood. ****WARNING**** The following story is not for anyone under the age of 18. Your country or state laws may prohibit you being here if so leave as I and this site will not be responsible if you are caught being here. All characters names, places, events and all activities noted here are all fictional. It never happened as no one is real as this story is fake. Support Nifty with a donation to keep it open and free. Copyright; 2012; Boys in the hood. Do not copy, change or repost without first contacting the owner. This story is about two boys heading down the Mississippi river on a borrowed raft. Some sexual events will happen and that it is between two boys finding themselves as they start going through puberty. Please send an email to me so I know that I am on the right track with this story. Thanks. Chapter 3 Heading to New Orleans. We left off when the boys were showing Kinta all about boy fun and how to enjoy having a penis and what enjoyment you could get out fiddling with a foreskin. Kinta had asked the boys what masturbation was all about. So Peter and Jeremy laid down so that Kinta could see both boys jointly masturbate together. "Can you see Kinta, ok then just watch and see how we do it." Peter grinned as he grabbed some bacon grease and spread it all over Jeremy's cock. Kinta's eyes opened wide as he watched two boys engaging in a ritual that he never knew that a boy could enjoy his penis more so than just peeing from it. "This is so strange you guys, I would have never thought that boys could do this thing to their dickies." He gasped. "You never played with your dickie Kinta, boy you sure have missed out my friend." Jeremy squirmed as Peter jerked his fingers in a fast stroke making sure that Jeremy was fully enjoying his masturbation session. A few minutes later Jeremy let loose his seed, well a few squirts anyway, Kinta was amused to see a white pee like stuff leave Jeremy's dick. "See this Kinta, this is what the big boys call cum." Peter remarked. "It's not yellow Peter why is that." Kinta asked. "Cos it's not pee Kinta, this stuff will make a baby if you stick your dickie into a girl and make her shoot a baby out of her hole." Jeremy grinned as he wiped the remaining goo off his pee slit. "Can-um-can you-uh –do –me now." Kinta enquired. `Sure friend, but first why didn't you learn about this jerking thing." Peter said. "Um the preacher man told us that we could never play with our dickies, he said that god would be watching us and if he ever caught us doing more than peeing with it that god would make our dickies fall off and we would turn into girls." Kinta groaned. "Really Kinta, that sounds pure evil." Jeremy said. "Um the preacher man we had at church said that god watches boys when they pee and poop and he said if we spill our seed onto the ground that god would be unhappy as we didn't do it with a girl." Kinta replied. Both boys looked at Kinta with wide eyes. "You are a southern Baptist Kinta, they always tell their boys that it is a sin to squirt your seed and waste it but my big friends say that is a croc of an idea as you squirt it out when you sleep if you have not been playing with it so don't worry Kinta and enjoy it." Peter smiled. Jeremy passed the container to Peter and watched as Peter covered Kinta's exposed knob with the bacon fat. "Now you will be part of our gang Kinta, you will love the feeling when you squirt your goo." Jeremy giggled. Peter was now smiling to himself and made a joke to Kinta. "Hey Kinta, what goes black, red, black, red, White." Peter said. "I don't know Peter, please tell me." Kinta enquired. "Your dickie!!!" Peter whooped as he gave Kinta's cock a few more tugs before Kinta started to feel an amazing tingle feeling between his legs and wriggled as he unloaded his first truly dry cum that was brought on by someone jacking him off. "See Kinta, here take a look." Jeremy pointed to Kinta's dick as he pulled the boy's foreskin back exposing the red cock head that had a drop of cum there. "See Kinta, when we started playing with it your dickie skin is black, then we pull your dickie skin back and it's red there now black again and now red again until you squirt your white goo." Peter explained. "Oh now I get it." Kinta smiled. "So how did you like your first sex play with a boy?" Jeremy asked. "I would have never enjoyed it better if it was not for you two, my friends will be happy for me to show them this game as it was sure fun to do together." Kinta said as he watched the two boys fiddle with their own cocks. "When you are older you will make more of this stuff." Peter smiled. Kinta wanted to feel Jeremy's cut cock and soon had his way with him. Kinta could not understand why a boy would lose his dickie skin as all his male family members still had theirs on and so did his male friends and now he knew how to fiddle with his foreskin and receive the greatest pleasure ever. Yes Kinta had never jerked off before and did not know that boys could make this sticky sweet goo and now he was hooked to masturbating. `Please can I touch your dickies young? sirs as I would surely enjoy doing it to you all." Kinta said smiling with a huge grin. "You may Kinta, but please don't call us sirs as we are boys and we don't care about skin color, race or where you live, your our friend now and friends don't call each other sirs.' Jeremy quoted. Kinta nodded his head and soon sat beside Jeremy and felt his first cut cock and was surprised how it felt without the foreskin there. "It's so smooth Jeremy, my fingers slide all the way down and up again not like my dickie." Kinta grinned as he started to jerk Jeremy's cut tool enjoying how it was different to the way he was masturbated. It was a wonderful experience for all the boys, one to see a cut cock, two to see a black boy's dickie exposed and three to give a boy his first masturbating experience. Peter checked to see if anyone was outside as they needed to wash off their sticky cum. "Hurry up you two, no one is on the river so be quick and wash off." Peter yelled. A mad dash to the river seeing three naked boys jumping around and cleaning their bodies was a sight to see? `Well we better get a move on and ride the river as high tide is here and we don't want to be stuck on a rut." Jeremy quoted. Branches and debris was floating by as the boys kept a look out for snakes and other bad things in the river. It was just past lunch time when the boys stopped for a break. `I need to pee." Kenta grumbled. "Just pee into the river." Peter said. "Ok." Kenta replied as he whipped out his uncut dickie and started to pee on the raft and into the see. "Kenta, like this." Jeremy laughed as he pulled Kenta's foreskin all the way back and locking it behind the glans and told Kenta that this is a better way to pee. Peter was boning up and loved seeing Kenta's red knob exposed as he peed. `Oh gosh this does feel better to pee this way; I must show my friends this way as I am always peeing on my feet." Kenta smiled as he jiggled his cock to remove the drips off the end of his dickie. `Like we said Kenta, we will show you things about your dickie that you will enjoy and maybe show your friends as well." Peter quoted. Jeremy truly wanted to have Kenta's foreskin wrapped around his cut cock and would ask if Kenta wanted to try it out together. The boys found an apple tree and picked some red apples to eat during their trip and decided to have an early dinner in a few hours. "We need to catch a rabbit so Kenta can do his tricks with it and cook us a nice baked rabbit." Jeremy said. Kenta picked some wild herbs ready to stuff the rabbit and found some spices in the box on the raft. "Ok we have gone for a few miles so we better stop and make some snares to catch a rabbit." Peter shouted out. A snare was made from some wire that the boys found in the raft and set it up near some burrows and waited for a rabbit to be caught. "I'm going to make an oven so we can cook the rabbit and have some baked potatoes as well." Kenta grinned. The smell of baked rabbit was making the boys tummies grumble as Kenta had made a good job of cooking the beast as he had used some apples as a stuffing with herbs and spices that his grandma had showed him. A billy was boiling as Peter made some tea for the boys and checked the fire so that it didn't go out. `Dam Kenta, that rabbit sure smells delightful and I bet it will surely taste real good too." Jeremy remarked. It was, the boys had eaten the whole rabbit and rubbed their tummies as they drank their tea and relaxed after a great dinner. "You should become a cook Kenta, somehow you need to find a place to show off your talents." Peter whistled. "When I am free I would like to cook for everyone but for now I sure enjoy being with you all as I would not have survived if those bad men continued to be mean to me." Kenta gasped. `I would have kicked them between their legs if they tried to shove their dickies up my butt." Jeremy giggled. A steam boat went past the boys as it tooted its horn letting everyone know that the boat was there on the river. "Um Kenta you want to fool around some." Jeremy asked. "Ok what do you want to do with me?" Kenta replied. "You want to do the dickie joining don't you?" Peter muttered. "You can do it too Peter, I bet Kenta would enjoy your dickie skin on his." Jeremy grinned. Kenta did not know what the boys were talking about but soon found out how his foreskin can be exciting to deal with as he joined cocks with Peter and Jeremy. "Ok Kenta, come here and let me do everything so that you can see how we do it and you will love what we will do together." Jeremy grinned. Kenta stood in front of Jeremy as he felt his foreskin being retracted. The cool air quickly hit his exposed cock head, soon Jeremy was rubbing his pee slit over Kenta's slit. `Now the fun begins.' Peter gasped. Jeremy placed his glans in front of Kenta's and lowered Kenta's foreskin over his cut tool. "Oh shit this feels weird Jeremy, I love it." Kenta gasped. Jeremy was now filling Kenta's foreskin with precum as he moved his fingers over both stiff boners. "Are you liking this Kenta, it sure feels good doesn't it." Peter giggled. Jeremy was in heaven as he sure enjoyed docking with uncut boys and Kenta's foreskin was big enough to cover Jeremy's cock. "Now we are brother's Kenta I am going to squirt my goo into your dickie." Jeremy gasped as he stroked his fingers over and over both docked cocks until Jeremy moaned as his orgasm arrived squirting his hot seed into Kenta's dick skin. The warm goo was now dripping off both boys glans and Peter could not take it anymore and grabbed Kenta's dickie and pulled the skin back to lick the juices from under the foreskin until it was clean. Next he licked off the cum that collected around Jeremy's cut cock. "Now that looked disgusting you guys, he licked my dickie and yours." Kenta groaned. "It felt great didn't it Kenta? I bet it was the best feeling you ever had down there." Peter grinned. Kenta nodded his head as Peter took his turn and joined his dickie with Kenta's and fiddled with both cocks until he too filled Kenta's foreskin with his young seed. "Now it's my turn." Kenta moaned as he pulled peter's foreskin back seeing it filled with cum and licked Peter's cock head and under the skin removing the sweet sticky goo until it was totally removed. "My turn Kenta." Peter yelled as he lowered himself to Kenta's cock and pulled the foreskin back seeing his goo under the skin. He licked a few blobs and then asked Jeremy if he wanted some. Jeremy licked his lips tasting Peters cum and said it sure tasted real nice. Kenta was wriggling as he felt a hot tongue digging under his foreskin and around his glans. "Boy you sure showed me a lot of fun and I will never forget what we did together." Kenta smiled as he gave each boy a hug and kiss before giggling his head off remembering the fun he had with these two white boys. That night a howling wind sounded as the boys settled in for the night as a storm was brewing over head. The raft bobbed up and down as the river water flowed with the rain pouring down. A log hit the raft waking the boys so Jeremy checked to make sure that the rope was secure to the tree on the river bank. "Dam it is sure wet out there." Jeremy groaned as he settled under the blanket and hugged both boys to warm up again. Daylight soon appeared as the boys woke up to morning boners and took a quick wizz before starting breakfast. Kenta made some baked bread and found a container of jam to make a sandwich for the boys. "Mumm this tastes good so good I would like another slice.' Jeremy groaned. Peter nodded his head when asked if he wanted another slice. A bell was ringing as a catfish was caught on the fishing line telling the boys that a fish was there for their takings. Jeremy quickly grabbed the fishing line and pulled the catfish onto the raft and handed it to Kenta who enjoyed cooking it for them all. `I love you Kenta, you are a wonderful friend to have and we will be sad when you leave us as you will be missed." Peter quoted as he hugged Kenta and thanked him for his skilled cooking. The days flew past as the boys travelled towards the old trading post where Kenta's aunt might be waiting for him. it was quite busy on the Mississippi river as trappers and hunters travelled in opposite directions heading to or from their starting points. A few steam boats whistled as they went past the boys and others that travelled on the river. That night before the boys would arrive at the spot where Kenta would be getting off decided to have some fun with him. The boys ate well that night and soon undressed as it was still warm and decided to jerk each other off. "Kenta I would like to tickle your dickie and make you have your tickles" Peter announced. "Ok as long as you want to." Kenta panted. Peter moved downwards until he felt the stiffing penis that was now throbbing in his hand. Peter slowly exposed the rosebud foreskin seeing the red bell end appear. He blew onto it seeing Kenta wiggle with delight. "Just do him Peter, he needs to feel your mouth around his dickie." Jeremy laughed. `Ok Jeremy, I was just starting my friend." Peter replied. Kenta soon felt a warm tongue give his dickie a tongue bath. Feeling his pee hole open as Peter tried to stick the tip of his tongue into his slit. Kenta was trying to fuck peters mouth and didn't know what he was doing but it sure felt great when his shaft was fully enclosed into a warm mouth. `Oh he likes it Peter he's in heaven." Jeremy grinned as he stroked his cock as he watched his best friend give Kenta a full on head job. Kenta was now getting close to dry Cumming and shivered as it arrived. He was trying to shoot his goo but only a drop came out as Peter licked it away. "My turn Peter, I want to taste his foreskin in my mouth." Jeremy grinned. Jeremy was at full stroke giving Kenta his best ever blow job, it was not called a blow job back then but it was still the same thing. Peter was rubbing his exposed cock head over Kenta's lips covering the lips with his precum. Kenta soon was suckling like a baby as he received his second dry cum. "I so love this you guys but my dickie is now hurting a little and my dickieskin feels a little rough." Kenta gasped. Both boys stopped what they were doing and decided to show Kenta what boys can do to enjoy each other's dickies by 69ing each other. Something not many boys would do but these boys found out how to pleasure one another and now they would be showing Kenta how to do it. "Holy hell, you are sucking each other's dickies like a baby would suck on a tit." Kenta panted. Moans and groans could be heard as both boys unloaded their seed onto hot tongues. After receiving each other's deposits both boys openly kissed Kenta and shared their cum to him. It was like seeing a bird sharing its meal with its baby. Soon the boys washed off making sure that their dicks were well cleaned before bed. The smell of sex waffled around inside the raft and filled the boys lungs with the sweet scent. The day arrived to drop off Kenta near the abandoned trading post so that he could return to his aunt. The boys hugged and gave lots of kisses to Kenta who showed his affection to the boys. "Dam we will have to cook for our selves now, I hope we can remember how you made the bread." Jeremy mumbled. "You have taught me heaps and I know you have learned to use herbs and spices and will be able to cook like me." Kenta grinned as he wiped the tears from his eyes. The boys tied up the raft and checked to see if anyone was around the old trading post. A small black boy stood from the bushes and soon saw his older cousin standing next to two white boys. "Kenta is that you." Jerome asked. "Jerome it's me." Kenta yelled. Jerome was aged about 8 years old and had just took a dump as he was told to wait every day by the old trading post to see if his cousin had arrived there. Kenta hugged his cousin and told him that these white boys had looked after him and brought him home. "Thank your sirs for bring our dear cousin home, his aunty has been waiting for him and now he's home." Jerome cried as he looked towards his older cousin. Kenta came and hugged the boys goodbye saying he enjoyed his time with them and was happy to be home again. Waving good bye the boys returned to the raft and sailed away waving to the two black boys. The next day the boys decided to return home as it was fun to be on the river but when they saw Kenta and Jerome hug and be joined as a family the boys felt a pang to return home. So it was decided to head back as New Orleans was another 50 miles away and it would take a week or so to get there. That night the boys cooked some eggs that they bought from the past trading post and ate well with hard tack and billy tea. Sexing together that night was delightful as each boy unloaded their balls and enjoyed the taste of boy cum on their tongues. End of chapter 3. Thanks for reading, I know it's not full on but this is the way I write and giving you a story that has some meaning. Max. Send your emails to my address at madmax_001@rocketmail.com