Date: Tue, 30 Mar 2021 01:40:18 +0000 (UTC)
From: pensievemind@aol.com
Subject: The Rotation - Part One

Greetings, all those reading this.  This is a new story of mine, that I
present in six parts.  Just so you know, it's fully written, and so there's
no fear of my stopping after a couple installments.

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This is, of course, total fiction, or perhaps fantasy.  No names have been
changed because there are no innocents to be protected.  Now, here's an
intro by the main character:

	My name is Jeremy.  I need to say that because I'm writing this in
the first person, and so my name isn't mentioned very often.  Most of this
story is based on when my friends and I are 14, though I spend a lot of
time describing how The Rotation came about during our thirteenth summer.
So that story needs to come first.  I wanted to write a single chapter fic,
but it's gotten out of hand.  Nevertheless, I hope you enjoy the journey.
And so...


	The Rotation -- Part One

	Harry, Devon and I made our way through my backyard and plunged
into the densely wooded area.  There was no path, but we could have walked
the way blindfolded.  We'd first made the journey there last summer when we
were all 13.  Then it was for simple exploration.  Until that year, my
parents had all but forbidden me to traipse through those woods, no doubt
concerned for my safety, but that ban had been lifted in my thirteenth
year, and as with all things formerly forbidden, it was the first thing I
wanted to do.

	Devon and Harry were all for it as well.  It's an obvious
cliché in stories like this that, quite a way into the woods, we
came upon a natural clearing.  As with all such things, there was no clear
reason why the trees had simply chosen not to encroach upon this moderately
large, circular patch of grass which, upon finding it, we then claimed as
our own.

	It took us a few trips in before we'd memorized the way.  In that
time, we'd never seen another living soul anywhere near our special spot,
unless squirrels and bunnies have souls.  In our region, it was already
quite hot towards the end of June, and so we'd often strip off our shirts,
shoes and socks and lie on the soft grass.  More and more I delighted in
looking at my friends' skinny chests and bellies.

	By the first week of July, we were as tan as we could be.  This was
back in the old days, when no one made a connection between sun exposure
and skin cancer.  In fact, a commercial for one famous sun tan lotion
(there was no "sun screen" then) extolled the virtues of a good, deep tan,
saying it was a sign of health.  I guess we still had a full ozone layer
back then.

	It was Harry who first started talking about getting tan all over.
At first we all just laughed about it, but we still brought it up from time
to time.  One day Harry suggested that the next time we came, none of us
should wear underwear under our cutoffs, cutoffs being our standard summer
uniform.  Then we could pull off our homemade shorts and tan our butts.
The idea excited and terrified me.  I didn't think I could lie there naked
with my friends without popping some serious wood.  But I also noticed
that, when he talked about it, Harry's bulge was definitely larger than
usual.  So I figured it might be fun, especially if I got to see his, and
maybe Devon's hard dicks.

	And so the very next day we all navigated to our special spot.  We
immediately lost our shoes, socks and shirts.

	"So, did you guys wear underpants?" Harry asked with a smirk on his
face.  When Devon and I both said no, Harry said, "So let's lose these
white butts."  He showed no hesitation in opening up the button and zipper
of his cutoffs, letting them fall around his ankles.  He stepped out of
them and then picked them up with a toe.  He tossed them several feet away,
raised his hands above his head, and bent over backward in an extravagant
stretch, thrusting his nearly hairless crotch forward.

	Harry was hard.  By that I mean Harry was HARD!  Just by looking I
could see he had a good inch on me at my hardest.  It was all I could do
not to gasp as I stared at his erect boyhood.

	"So, c'mon, guys," Harry complained.  "Don't leave me all naked
here by myself."  Devon and I glanced at one another, and then we too
stripped off our shorts.  We were both hard as well.  Fortunately, at 13,
Devon and I both sported about four inches, and so I wasn't too
embarrassed.  Soon we all laid face down on the grass.  I loved the way the
grass felt against my hard penis.  I also loved looking back and forth at
Devon's and Harry's firm white butts, sticking up.  If Harry had the
biggest dick, I thought that Devon had the best looking butt.  I found
myself just wanting to reach out and rub his buttocks, just to see what
they would feel like.

	Not to cheat anyone of any scurrilous detail, but it wasn't many
days before we were all on our backs, stroking our hard cocks.  My own mind
was entranced watching my two friends jerking their dicks even as I did
mine.  I almost always shot out my own clear drops of semen first, being so
excited watching them jerking.  I watched Devon do the same, his emission
as clear as my own, and then watched Harry actually squirt his whitish cum
a good foot into the air, to land on the wispy pubic hair that then grew in
his crotch.  Though he too was 13, he was clearly more advanced in puberty
that either Devon or me.

	I think that's when I first realized that, between my best friends,
I was more attracted to Devon.  It wasn't just his dick or anything.  I
liked his face a lot.  I liked the way he always wore his hair long,
covering his ears and neck.  I liked his little turned up nose.  I once
heard a kid a grade above us say that Devon had a pig snout.  I wanted to
smash my fist into his own big nose, and I would have done if I wasn't such
a little wimp.  Devon had nothing like a pig snout!  While I didn't have a
nose fetish or anything, as far as I was concerned, a nose could make or
break a face.  Devon's nose made his for me.

	Only a couple more days went by when Devon suggested we stroke each
other's dicks.  Since we were all doing ourselves already, our hormones
were pumping, and so we all agreed.  We sat in a circle cross-legged.  I
took hold of Harry's dick, he took Devon's and Devon took mine.  We all
smiled sheepishly at one another as we handles each other's dicks, and we
all shot what jizz we had, one by one.  This, then, became our favorite
sexual activity, but only for about a week or so.

	It was the first week of July when we first stripped off in our
special spot, and the last week of July that Harry came right out and said
we should try sucking each other's dicks.  This led to a very interesting,
though unsurprising, conversation, during which we all basically "came out"
to one another.  It was a matter-of-fact sort thing, as if we were agreeing
on our favorite flavor of ice cream.  We'd already raided Harry's big
brother's stash of nudie mags, and had, at the time, made comments on that
woman's tits and that woman's pussy.  Now we all admitted that none of
those women did anything for us, except maybe gross us out.

	And so I found myself on my back, as Harry climbed between my legs,
leaned down, and started licking my dick.  I trembled at the warm wetness
of his tongue as he slid it all over me.  He even licked my little balls,
which were drawn up tightly in their wrinkled sack.  Then he went to work.
I complained when his teeth scraped my shaft, so he wrapped his lips over
them and continued.

	"How's it feel, Jeremy?" Devon asked.

	"It's awesome, man," I groaned.  "Let me suck yours."  Devon
climbed over me and straddled my chest.  Seeing his hard dick and hairless
crotch hovering over my face sent another tremble through my young body.  I
didn't bother with licking him.  I just reached up and took his firm,
little butt in my hands and pulled his dick into my mouth.  I felt
amazement that my cute little friend was basically fucking my face.  If
Harry looked up, he'd have seen Devon's ass spread out, probably enough to
expose his asshole.  The thought sent me over the edge, and I shot my
little, clear stream of cum into Harry's mouth.

	Knowing I was finished, Harry moved to kneel above my head,
offering his hard dick for Devon to suck even as I sucked his.  I had the
best seat in the house, or on the grass, if you wish.  I could see Harry's
dick sliding in and out of Devon's mouth.  I started sucking as strongly as
I could on Devon, and soon I could taste his barely pubescent emission on
my tongue.  Once he was done, he pushed Harry down onto his back, and then
got between his legs and continued to suck him.  I got up and watched from
behind so I could look at Devon's tight little ass sticking up.

	In those nudie mags, we'd seen pictures of a woman actually taking
some huge dick up her ass.  That image came to mind now, only it was
Devon's ass and my dick.  While he sucked Harry, I reached out and again
rubbed his now tanned bum, wondering if sticking my dick into it would feel
better than Harry's blow job.  Harry let out a loud moan, and I knew Devon
was getting a dose of Harry's white boy cream.

	We all lay back in the grass, all of us still panting a bit from
our exertions and the associated feelings.  Soon we were giggling together,
a bit from embarrassment, but more from relief that we'd all leapt yet
another sexual hurdle together.  But such is the stamina of young
teenagers, and soon we were ready for another round.  This time I sucked
Harry, fair being fair, after all, while Devon fucked his face.  After
that, a fantasy I never knew I had came true, and Devon sucked my dick.  I
couldn't help moaning as his pretty face bounced up and down over my
crotch.  Having all cum so recently, we all lasted much longer the second
time.  I didn't care.  I could spend the rest of my days with Devon's lips
on my cock.

	But as they say, all good things must come to an end, and I
released probably no more than a few drops into his eager mouth.  Again we
all lay in the grass, reveling in the feelings we'd all drawn from one
another.  In that afterglow, I began to think that I was falling in love
with Devon.  Don't get me wrong.  Harry was great.  He was great looking
and a great guy.  If it weren't for his adventurous nature, we'd have never
enjoyed everything that we had so far.  If he hadn't sucked my dick, I
might never have got to suck Devon's.

	Once the thought had occurred to me, my mind began to race, trying
to concoct a way to get my dick into Devon's ass.  In those days, the most
common term was cornholing, and I so wanted to cornhole Devon.  Since we
were all so relaxed, I decided it was time to roll the dice.

	"So, I guess the only thing we haven't done yet is cornholing," I
said, trying to sound as casual as possible.

	"You would do that?" Harry asked.

	"Well, I think I'd like to try it," I replied.  "Wouldn't you?"

	"I'm not sure," Devon said.  "Wouldn't it hurt?"

	"Yeah," Harry said.  "At first, anyway.  And you have to get
something slippery or you'll never get it in there."

	"How do you know?" I raised my head and looked at Harry.

	"All right," he sighed.  "I'll tell you guys, but you have to keep
it a total secret.  OK?"  We both assured him we would.  "You know how I
went away for a few days last week?  I went to visit my aunt's family.  I
shared a room with my two cousins, and had to sleep in a bed with my
younger cousin.  He's 12.  My older cousin just turned 14.  The very first
night, my older cousin told me there were rules I had to follow to share a
room with him and his little brother.  The first rule was we all slept
naked.  I was OK with that, since I really wanted to see them both naked
anyway.  So we all stripped.  I was happy because they were both hard, and
I was as big as my older cousin."

	Harry paused and took a deep breath before going on.  "The next
rule was that they got to do whatever they wanted to my body.  I almost
said no, but I was really horny then, so I agreed.  At first they just felt
me all over, and played with my dick and balls.  Then my older cousin told
me to get up and kneel on the bed.  I was so turned on by then I didn't
even think.  He told me to stay kneeling but to put my head down on the
pillow.  Right then I thought I was gonna get fucked, and told them both I
wasn't sure.  My older cousin told me it was too late to say no, and kind
of pushed me down by my shoulders.  Next thing I knew, he was sticking his
finger up inside my butt.  He had something on it, like vaseline, I guess,
and stuck it inside me."

	Harry paused again, then said, "I asked him to stop and tried to
pull away, but he had his arm around my waist.  He kept sliding his finger
in and out of me, and he hit a spot... I don't know what... but it felt so
damn good!  I looked at my little cousin lying on his back and smiling up
at me.  I think the two of them did this a lot, and he knew what I was
feeling.  Pretty soon, my cousin stuck two fingers in me, and I swear it
felt even better.

	"So, my older cousin told his little brother it was time, and my
little cousin got underneath me and, I swear, guys, he started sucking my
dick.  While he did that, his big brother pulled his fingers out of me.
Then, before I knew it, I felt something bigger pushing behind me.  When I
felt his hands grab my hips, I knew it was my cousin's dick!  I wanted to
scream, but I didn't want to get caught like that.  He pushed and his dick
went inside me.  He just kept shoving and shoving, and I screamed into the
pillow.  Once he was all in, he started to actually fuck me from behind.
The more noise I made, the more he kept asking me how much I liked having
his dick in me.  He always talked that way when he fucked me and my little
cousin."

	Harry paused again, I think to read the expressions on our faces.
He was as red in the face as I'd ever seen him.  Here we were, naked
together as we'd so often been, having handled and now having sucked each
other's dicks, but he was more embarrassed than I'd ever seen him, and I
had once watched him get a bare assed spanking from his mother!

	"Anyway," Harry said after a deep breath.  "The three of us fucked
all three days.  I got to fuck my little cousin a lot too, but my older
cousin wouldn't let me fuck him, for some reason.  But he sure fucked me a
lot.  He was kind of in charge, and he let his little brother fuck me too.
But it was kind of cool, since I got a lot of blow jobs, too."

	"So," Devon began hesitantly, "did you like getting dicked in your
ass?"

	"Not at first," Harry said matter-of-factly, "but I kind of miss it
now."

	"Oh, guys, we gotta do it!" I said, probably more loudly and
eagerly than I'd intended.  "It sounds awesome."

	"Well, since you're so excited," Harry chuckled, "then you can be
first.  Me and Devon can fuck you first."  He was joking.  We all knew it.
But if that's what it would take for me to get my dick up Devon's ass, then
I was willing.

	"All right, I'll go first, but I have to get to fuck both of you,
too," I offered.  For a while, we discussed how to make it happed, that we
all got to fuck, and we all got fucked.  This discussion led to the
arrangement that we would come to call "The Rotation."