Date: Sat, 14 May 2016 01:26:08 -0400 From: r1nl8@hushmail.com Subject: Seventh Grade Part Three Seventh Grade Part Three May, 2016 r1nl8@hushmail.com This work is completely fiction concerning sexual activity between adults and teenagers. Any comparisons to people living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are under 18 I must ask you to leave immediately. If this type material is in any way illegal or inappropriate in your state, country, or community, I must also ask you to go no further. Read at your own risk. If you enjoy this story, or otherwise enjoy the material you are able to receive from Nifty, I urge you to donate. Authors write stories free. We post here hoping people enjoy what we write, but there is nothing free about computer storage space or bandwidth. I URGE anyone who enjoys this site to go to: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html No donation is too small or large. Thanks. Seventh Grade Part Three Friday afternoon, everyone woke to find out there was to be a BBQ dinner in the forest behind the gym. The campus was set on ten mostly wooded acres, and outside the door at the rear of the gym was a park-like setting, equipped with campsites for summer use. There were several large barrel smokers that were already heated and burning wood coals by the time the boys and dads made their way outside. Coolers of burgers, hot dogs, sausages, bread, fruits and melons; more than enough to feed this group of 52, were waiting to be served. The men were required to pick a grill and begin cooking, allowing the boys to play amongst themselves. Thomas and Paco went to the furthest one and made their claim by putting some meat on the grill. Being naked, the adults thought they would be given some sort of apron, or covering, but that wasn't going to happen. They all stayed nude. While cooking dinner, the men were constantly served plenty of cocktails from a few late teen boys hired by the school, also stripped bare. The men could only take short glimpses as the naked teens moved about so quickly. Both were disappointed they didn't have more time to meet them and check them out. Over the course of the weekend, they would be given time to do both. As they began to cook a good dinner, the boys in the crowd began forming into small groups of friends. Paco and Thomas, in full control of their grill, stayed together and cooked, often talking about Leon and Chris, and how their dad's seemed to purposely send their boys to the cane. In the beginning they joked and came up with various ways to get back at the men. Sooner, rather than later, their jokes became more serious, and they plotted revenge for the young boys. Their only other agenda was to get their hands on those forms each man had filled out about his boy. They equally got semi-erect talking about both items, so they decided to grill food instead, each laughing at the other. While Thomas and Paco were trying, often unsuccessfully, to hide their genitals from rogue bits of flying wood chips, being naked was becoming more enjoyable and comfortable by the minute. Both men were finding it quite erotic, seeing the other men (and so many boys) in their natural born purity. Soon enough groups were naturally forming around the half dozen or so fire pits scattered around the park-like field behind the gym. Settling on one as far away as possible from the others, Thomas, Paco, Pedro, Keith and their tag-along Leon all had a great time together, laughing and joking and enjoying their time together. After a good meal, people started moving around, scattering to join other groups or new friends. The boys stayed while Thomas and Paco left to explore (their way to the liquor cabinet and then to find the forms.) Sitting around the campfire naked - using sticks to roast marshmallows and totally screwing up their attempt to make s'mores – all three could not help but take glances over to check out the other's privates. Pedro was especially proud, knowing he had more hairs down there, and also his own willy was a bit thicker, or longer, or both, than his new friend's. As often as possible he would glance over at Keith and Leon, then quickly look down at his own, just to compare. Pedro was fascinated, also, by the few bright red pubes at the base of Leon's cock. He couldn't wait to get a chance to see them up close, and to touch and feel the boy all over. Pedro had never seen red pubic hairs before. For now, though, Leon had settled in with Keith, so he would wait his turn. Ex-bully Chris eventually wandered over to the three boys. Obviously he had no one else to hang out with; he reckoned that everyone had realized why he had been such a jack-ass in elementary school. He was ashamed of his own immature genitals, so he made up by fighting with the boys who made him jealous. Chris nervously made his way over, occasionally cupping his little cock with his left hand. When Keith saw him, he first wanted to run him off, but . . . he Keith wasn't a bully. A friend is worth more than an enemy, after all, so he looked up and smiled at Chris. "Hey dude! Whassup?" "uhhh, nuttin" Chris mumbled. "Come on! We've got plenty of room," Pedro chimed in. "Come sit by me. It's all good!" Chris sat down next to Pedro, who smiled at him and welcomed him to the group. Pedro, discreetly, had been checking out Chris since he first saw him naked, with his bald pecker and sac, and the little balls hanging softly below. He was thrilled Chris had come over - it saved him a trip to try to seduce the small-built boy later in the night. Pedro and Chris sat in front of a huge log close to the fire. The night was cool enough they didn't get hot, but Pedro, catching the glances coming his way from Chris, took the opportunity to lean back on the log, putting his arms behind his head, and stretching his legs out and spreading them a bit. He was totally exposed, inviting Chris to look over, and allowing the boy plenty of time to take in what he was seeing. Chris did look over. The black and short dense patch of hair surrounding the base of Pedro's thick penis amazed him. He had never seen such a thing on another boy. Pedro knew what was going on so he would occasionally reach down to his genitals and sort of pull or tug at his penis or balls, then nonchalantly putting his hand back behind his head. Chris's head was swimming. He had never seen so much growth on a kid close to his age before, although he had always wondered what the other boys looked like, down there, in elementary school. Now he was getting to see it all, only a few feet away from his eyes, with a boy that was actually a few months younger than him but with (what was to him) a very large and much more mature penis. Pedro took his time, but made many glances over to Chris's mid-section. Over time he had watched his new friend's tiny penis get more and more erect. Chris's little nutsac grew tighter at the base of his crayon sized erection. And Pedro responded in kind, not able to stop his own pecker from growing into a short but stiff four and half inch cigar-like boy cock. With Keith and Leon in their own private world, Pedro wrapped his left arm around Chris's shoulder and pulled the boy close to him. Pulling his ear close, Pedro whispered "If you will touch mine, I will touch yours." Trembling, Chris put his right hand on Pedro's leg, then slowly tried to inch closer to the center, still afraid he would get it all wrong and end up with a black eye. Pedro tried to comfort him, and took the hand into his own and guided it towards his stiff 4 inches. Chris was shocked and amazed and happy once he got a firm grip. Still, though, he knew this would mean his own little erection would be held by his mate. He wanted it so badly, but was still scared about someone else seeing and touching the part of his body he was most embarrassed about, so he kept his free hand loosely on top of his genitals. Soon Pedro was getting even harder as the skinny kid kept feeling Pedro's cock. The boy didn't know how he was supposed to do it, but he just kept his hand on the young penis and felt all around. Every now and then he would make a fist around the thick shaft. Chris was now uncontrollably erect, and even though he was shy, he longed for Pedro to touch him, down there, where no one had touched him before. When Chris felt Pedro reach over and take his own thin cock in his hands, Chris felt like he had been hit by lightning. Although Chris first made a quick, startling, move at the first touch, he soon settled in. The boys continued to fondle and explore each other, looking each other eye to eye occasionally and breathing deeply, but too afraid to kiss. Chris was so deeply into the action going on, it took him a while before he realized Keith and Leon were there also. He looked over to see both boys doing the same as he and Pedro, touching and feeling each other's privates. Keith was especially eager, obviously trying to push one of his fingers closer down towards Leon's butt hole. 'Why would somebody want to do that?' he wondered, but still could not look away, enjoying his view and the sensations Pedro created while feeling his thin erection. Both Chris and Pedro, enjoying the pressure each was applying to the other's genitals, had their eyes in motion. From a glance at Keith and Leon, to their own penis, to the one they were fondling. Then all over again. The excitement was more than any of the boys had ever experienced, since Keith and Leon were doing the exact same thing. Suddenly Chris felt a jolt, but soon realized Pedro was doing to him what he had seen Keith doing to Leon. Pedro had leaned over towards Chris and switched from left hand to right. First he just continued to manipulate the smaller boy's erection, then moved down to the silky smooth scrotum, and slowly inched down further. He had to gently lift Chris's palm sized cheeks for the kid to loosen up enough, but soon enough Pedro had his index finger firmly pressing against his young friend's hairless rectum. Slowly applying more and more pressure, Chris began to squirm and moan and groan as he experienced yet another sensation for the first time ever. He didn't think his little erection had ever been so hard before! He was scared it would break, yet he couldn't, wouldn't, stop Pedro from pushing further. His tight hole let him know without question when his friend had actually opened the pink treasure with his fingertip, finally entering Chris's most personal area, his tight little hole. With Chris and Leon in great ecstasy with closed eyes, Keith and Pedro made eye contact. Pedro winked first, and Keith had a huge smile. They were both finger fucking a cute boy, getting jerked off by the same, and wanting the night to last forever. Keith and Pedro were eagerly plunging a finger into and out of tight sweet bottoms and at the same time gently masturbating Chris and Leon. For Pedro and Keith, they had one finger in and out, and three fingers of the other hand going up and down, their subs writhing and moaning, occasionally thrusting hips forward, faster and faster untiland Chris and Leon both yelped in ecstasy as their young cocks came to orgasm – Chris was dry, Leon had a few thin drops. Afterwards, both collapsed into the arms of Keith and Pedro, where they were comforted about the confusion of what had just happened to them. Keith cleaned up Leon as Pedro hugged Chris closely, trying to reassure him that he had done a great job, like a big boy. Chris and Leon now turned their attention towards Pedro and Keith, hoping to give them the same feelings they had just experienced. Each was holding the other's cocks in their hands, Keith and Pedro were leaning back with eyes closed, waiting for the eventual orgasm sure to come. But, fuck, just as they were getting close they heard Coach Baldnuts on the loudspeaker calling everyone to the gym. Small groups of boys and men were scattered around the half dozen or so campfires around the park. With the siren sound of the speaker, they all jumped. Some boys were cumming, others were on the verge, but most were totally hard and unsatisfied. But they all had to stop what they were doing, and head for the back door of the gym. They all entered, almost all with erections or near erections. Most had a pearl of pre-cum on the tips. Some had a string of sticky cum from their cockheads. Most were frustrated and those that weren't were exhausted. All were thirsty. Each drank the cups handed to them as they entered the building. Within an hour everyone had found a comfortable space to sleep, some with strangers, some with newly acquired friends and some with family. Thomas and Paco only pretended to drink the juice, and after making sure all their boys, including Leon and Chris, were sound asleep they quietly slipped out the gym door on their search to find the files. In less than an hour they had found them, and eagerly took them back to one of the sleeping bags to study them. They could turn on their flashlights to read the documents without being seen by anyone else. They were doing a quick scan of the names and ages of the boys when they heard some noise out on the floor. They quickly turned off the flashlight and settled the papers, hunkering down in the sleepers but paying attention to everything going on around them. They listened quietly, and took quick glimpses when they could, as the Controllers went to work setting up the exercises for Saturday morning.