Date: Thu, 1 Apr 2021 18:09:38 +0000 (UTC)
From: pensievemind@aol.com
Subject: The Rotation - Part Four

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	The Rotation -- Part Four

	We managed to make it through The Rotation three times before it
started to get too cold in October.  The last time was pushing it a bit as
it was rather cool, but since Harry got such a big kick out of fucking me
and Devon, we wanted to make sure he got a third turn, too.  And that was
it for our thirteenth summer.

	The rest of the year was taken up finishing our grade school
education, plodding through eighth grade as well as we could, and all
turning fourteen.  Of course, we still managed to get some sucking and
fucking in on weekend sleepovers, or during school breaks.  We just did our
best, waiting for a new summer to arrive.

	Finally, the first truly warm Saturday of May arrived, which wasn't
unusual for May in our region, and we entered the woods and walked just
until we could no longer see my house.  I was up first in The Rotation this
summer, and I didn't even need to be told what to do.  I opened my cutoffs
and let them fall to my ankles, then pulled them over my sneakers.  Harry
had come up with the idea of the butt boy having to walk to our special
spot naked.  Of course, with my shorts off (none of us wore a shirt or
underwear), neither of them could resist feeling me up.  This assured I had
the obligatory boner as I led the way, with their hands rubbing, and
lightly slapping, my butt.

	We arrived at our special spot and walked to the edge of the
clearing, where a large rock sat.  Getting our fingers underneath the edge,
we all heaved together until we upended it.  It had been Devon's idea the
previous year that, if we could flip the rock, we could dig a hole beneath
it to hold all of our stuff.  So on one visit we brought a spade and dug
the hole.  Then we ripped open a few plastic garbage bags to line it, while
putting our gear into two others.  By the end of the previous summer, one
bag held the comforter we had sex on, and in the other was the large tub of
petroleum jelly we used, a roll of paper towels, and a plastic container of
baby wipes for clean up purposes.

	We found everything just as we'd left it in October.  We spread out
the comforter and laid out our supplies.  I was then ordered to take off my
shoes and stand in the center of the thick bedspread, with my hands behind
my head and my legs spread wide.  I shivered as I felt four hands sliding
over my body from head to knees.  I knew that Harry thought this was a
means of dominating the butt boy, so I never told him how it was one of my
favorite parts of our sex play.

	Harry and Devon played with my recently arrive fringe of ginger
pubic hair.  Both Devon and I had a sparse but noticeable line of fine
hairs above our dicks.  Interestingly, nature had added nearly an inch to
our cocks, while Harry's hadn't seemed to grow at all, though he did have
more pubes than us.  I also noticed that, when he came in my mouth at one
Christmas break sleepover, that his cum was thicker and more voluminous.
Devon's and mine had also turned whiter, but we didn't cum as much as
Harry.  I was pleased how both our development mirrored each other.

	Finally, I was ordered to my knees as Harry stripped off and stood
in front of me.  I went to work on his throbbing cock, sliding my lips up
and down and eliciting excited moans from him.  Devon knelt beside me and
continued rubbing my ass.  When he felt the time was right, Kevin told me
to lean down onto my elbows.  Then I felt his lubed finger shoved up into
my ass.  Harry's favorite position was to have the butt boy down on his
knees.  Then again, he seemed equally pleased to have us on our feet,
bending over with our hands on a nearby tree and our legs spread wide.
Then he'd pound away, talking nearly the whole time.  He always called us
butt boy, and talked about how tight our "boy pussies" were.  This was, as
it turned out, another thing he'd learned while being fucked by his cousin.

	What Devon and I never revealed to Harry was that he and I were
fucking each other every chance we got during the school year.  It was easy
to hook up after school since Devon's single mom worked five days a week.
We normally had a good two hours, so we could strip off completely and
sometimes take two turns in each other.  Or sometimes we sucked each other
off before fucking, which made the ass play last longer.

	I'd come to know Devon's body better than I knew my own.  I'd spend
long minutes having him lie naked while I explored him with my eyes and
fingers.  I loved stroking the inside of his thighs and watching his balls
tighten up.  His balls were really an endless source of fascination to me,
the way they would sometimes hang low or sometimes be pulled so tight that
there were nearly no wrinkles in his scrotum.  They had personality!

	Anyway, I knelt there and my fourteen year old body was rocked back
and forth by Harry pumping my ass full of dick.  As usual, he chattered the
whole time, calling me a little slut and asking how much I liked his dick
in me.  Thankfully, due to having been fucked so much by Devon, I was
easily able to relax and let Harry in, and even enjoy the feeling.  He slid
over my prostate enough that I stayed as stiff as ever.  Knowing what I
really wanted, Devon sat in front of me with his legs spread.  He scooted
forward until his hard cock was right in front of my face.  Even as I
grunted from Harry's ass pounding, I took Devon's lovely dick into my
mouth, giving him the best blow job I could while being fucked hard by
Harry.

	Devon suddenly pulled out of my mouth, explaining that he didn't
want to cum in it.  He wanted to be ready to do my ass.  He asked Harry how
many times he had jacked off that morning, since he was taking such a long
time fucking me.

	"Twice," Harry said, and I could sense the laughter in his voice.
"I wanted to go a long time today."  I felt a bit used, but that was the
point of The Rotation.  We each took turns bending to the will on the other
two, in whatever way they wanted.  Hell, I did it too, mostly when it was
my turn to fuck Harry.  I figured he should get as well as he gave.  I
always made sure to pound him hard, and talk about how great his boy pussy
felt.  But at that moment, all I could do was grunt and groan more and more
loudly as Harry continued his fucking.  It seemed to take forever, but
finally Harry shouted and unloaded himself inside me.  Of course, I
couldn't tell how much he pumped into me, but I figured it couldn't be much
if he'd already jacked off twice that morning.

	I stayed on my knees.  I had actually asked Devon earlier to fuck
me from behind first.  I wanted to feel submissive to him, whereas I had no
real choice with Harry.  We both agreed we needed to be careful when Harry
was there.  We often spoke very lovingly to each other when we made love,
but here we knew we had to just make it seem like we were fucking just to
get off, so Harry wouldn't suspect that we had actually fallen in love with
one another.  We didn't want to lie to him, but neither did we want him to
feel somehow left out.  After all, if it weren't for him, we'd have never
established The Rotation, or enjoyed all the sex it provided us.  In fact,
Devon and I might never had gotten together but for Harry and his massive
libido.

	So Devon and I rocked back and forth together, only grunting and
moaning, avoiding expressions of love for one another.  I knew my own moans
were more full of passion and need than they were when Harry fucked me.
The thought that it was Devon, my beautiful Devon, whose hard dick was
sliding in and out of my ass, made it so difficult for me not to shout out
that I loved him, and to beg him to shove himself more deeply inside me.
Neither he nor I had jacked off that morning.  We were looking forward to
this moment, and so restrained ourselves, so that Devon's climax would be
that much more powerful.

	As Devon sped up his thrusts, I became very aware of the fact that
my hard dick was throbbing.  I could feel him hitting the spot that our
doctor kept pressing inside me to make me cum, so that he could "take a
sample."  I could hear myself making my trademark "uh, uh, uh" sounds, and
before I knew it, my dick began to spew cum on the comforter below me.  It
was the first time, except in the doctor's office, that I had cum without
even touching myself, or with my dick in one of my friends' asses or
mouths.

	I guess my ass constricting around his cock took Devon over the
edge.  He announced loudly that he was coming, and though I couldn't
actually feel his dick spurting in me, I was aware of how much more
slippery my hole became.  It was, by then, a familiar feeling, and I know I
smiled knowing my love's seed was now joining Harry's inside of me.  Devon
drew himself out of me and collapsed onto the comforter.  I turned over and
lay beside him, while we both panted to repay the oxygen debt our love
making had built up within our muscles.

	Harry sat crossed legged looking over both our nude bodies.  I
turned my head and smiled at him, suddenly noticing that his cock sat soft
on top of his balls.  Usually, he'd have been up and ready for his second
go, normally in the standing position while I rested my hands on the
nearest tree.  But now he looked pensive, a word I didn't even know at the
time.  Devon's and my breath finally evened out, and we turned to each
other and smiled.  I turned back and saw what seemed to me to be a look of
comprehension on Harry's face.

	"So," Harry said casually, "I guess you two are boyfriends, now,
huh?"  It felt as if hot water had replaced all the blood in my body.  I'm
sure that I started to blush over the entire length of my nude body.

	"W-what?" I heard Devon ask.

	"Don't even," Harry snickered.  "I mean, I like all the fucking and
sucking we do, but you two are on a whole different level.  You guys hook
up a lot more than the three of us do, don't you?"

	"Harry," I said, trying to diffuse what I interpreted as a possibly
explosive situation, "I don't know what you mean."

	"Really?" Harry said, an expression of humorous confusion on his
face.  "So you don't know you two love each other?  You mean that if you'd
been lying on your back when Devon fucked you, you wouldn't have ended up
kissing?"  I turned to look at Devon, who was blushing as deeply as I
presumed myself to be, judging by the heat in my face.  "See?" Harry
chuckled.  "You guys are so in love."

	Devon and I stared at each other for a long time, no doubt he was
wishing like me that we could read each other's minds.  We both sighed
simultaneously, realizing we'd been discovered, and had to fess up.  We
both sat up and sat crossed legged like Harry.

	After another deep sigh, I said, "Harry, I'm sorry.  We never meant
to shut you out or anything.  It's just that I've had a crush on Devon
since, I don't know, maybe fifth grade.  And then when we set up The
Rotation, I knew that it meant I could... well, have sex with him, and I
couldn't say no to that."

	"Wait a minute," Harry said quickly, "Do you think I'm mad or
something?  I'm not!  Hell, I'm glad you guys like each other so much.  And
I really got off watching Devon fuck you, Jeremy.  But I guess maybe we
won't be doing The Rotation anymore."

	"Are you nuts?" Devon said loudly.  "Next time is my turn, and then
after that me and Jeremy get to fuck you.  We're definitely not not
stoppin' before that!"  We all chuckled together for a moment.  "Harry,
man, just so you know, you're really good looking, and I think Jeremy and
me really like all our sex stuff together.  Jeremy, back me up, man.  We
wouldn't want to leave Harry high and dry, right?  I mean, we can keep
coming here and fucking and stuff, right?"

	"You bet," I said.  "Don't worry, Harry.  Me and Devon are happy to
share.  But in the meanwhile, maybe we should work on getting you a
boyfriend.  You said you had a thing for Tyler Litzenger."  Tyler was sort
of like an Aryan wet dream.  He was blonde, blue-eyed, tall, slim but
muscular, at least as muscular as a fourteen year old could be.  I had to
rush to dress whenever I saw him naked in the locker room after gym.  The
only problem was we couldn't be sure he liked boys.  I did see him pop wood
once in the showers, but I had no idea who he might have been looking at
when it happened.  He caught a little shit for it, but he simply turned to
the guy who'd made fun of him and stroked his hard dick a bit, asking the
boy if he wanted some.  So damned cool!  If he'd asked me, I'd have been on
his dick like a hoover, and fuck to anyone who'd watched.

	"Yeah, Tyler is so fuckin' hot," Harry said thoughtfully.  I
noticed his dick had begun to rise again.

	"So, will I do?" I asked.  Standing up and walking to the nearest
tree.  I bent over and reached out to brace myself.  "You can pretend I'm
Tyler." I said.  Soon Harry's slick finger added more jelly to my asshole,
quickly followed by his lubed dick.  I moaned shamelessly as he fucked me
forcefully, clearly invigorated by the idea of doing the same to Tyler.
This time he only moaned, with none of the semi-demeaning things he usually
said when he fucked me or Devon.  He wasn't thinking of dominating me, but
rather of making love to his crush.  I didn't mind that he might have been
thinking of someone else.  As it happened, it was the most gentle fuck he'd
given me since our first round in The Rotation.

	Devon was next, and he wanted me on my back.  Since we now knew
Harry knew about us, Devon leaned in and kissed me as he shoved his dick up
my ass.  Despite Harry's presence, Devon and I made love.  Anyone who saw
us for the first time would have known we were not just fucking.  We were
in love.  I don't know, maybe it made Harry a bit jealous, but he never
said so.

	After Devon unloaded in me the second time, I still had to finish
my duty as the butt boy.  Devon and Harry sat on the comforter and watched
as I stood and jacked myself off to completion.  I had to admit it felt hot
to see them watching me do what most boys did in private.  I could tell
that they liked it, since even having both cum inside me twice, they still
boned up as I stroked myself.  It goes without saying that, after being
fucked four times, it took very little time for me to start spewing my
white sauce.  I at least had the sense to turn to the side so I wouldn't
squirt it onto the comforter again.  Once I finished, I laid down between
my friends, and we simply allowed the warm May sunshine to begin tanning
our winter-paled skin.  We had promised each other that we'd not have white
asses at all that summer.

	We also promised that we'd help Harry find a way to hook up with
Tyler, either as part of The Rotation, or just the two of them.  We still
had a few weeks of school left until summer, so we began to hatch plans.  I
told Harry that, in our next shower session, I was gonna try to be right
next to Tyler and pop a boner.  Hell, that part would be easy, as it nearly
happened every time I saw the slim blonde naked.  I said I'd make it a
point to make sure he saw it.  I wanted to see if he'd get hard too.

	Harry contradicted me, and said he'd do it instead.  After all, it
was he who wanted to see if maybe Tyler would be interested in him.  Since
all three of us were in the same gym class, Devon and I said we'd stand on
either side of him and Tyler, and soap ourselves enough that we'd both have
boners too.  It wasn't really that outrageous, as any given number of boys
got hard washing their dicks.

	It made for a wild Monday.  Harry made sure he was next to Tyler in
the shower, and was already half hard before he even turned on the water.
Devon stood to Harry's right and I stood to Tyler's left.  We all soaped up
our cocks until we were all very stiff.  I watched Tyler's eyes move back
and forth, clearly checking out the three hard dicks surrounding him.  Very
quickly, he was as hard as the rest of us.

	Devon and I moved a bit closer to block the view from others as
Harry bravely reached over and took hold of Tyler's hard cock.  I saw him
whisper something in Tyler's ear, but couldn't hear it.  Then we all
finished showering and grabbed towels as we left the shower.  I couldn't be
bothered at that point to hide my hard dick as I dried off.  Hell, given
more time I might have gone into the bathroom, locked myself in a stall and
jerked myself off.  Sadly, we only had maybe ten minutes before we had to
get to our next classes.

	When the last bell rang signaling the end of the school day, Devon
and I ran to our lockers, stuffed the books we needed for homework in our
backpacks, and then almost ran all the way to his house.  Once in his room,
we stripped off in record time and were soon engaged in an almost desperate
69, desperate because we both needed to cum so badly.  Respecting my
wishes, Devon allowed me to lie on my back and he climbed on top of me.
While he basically fucked my mouth, I was able to reach around and grab
hold of his wonderful buns.  Meanwhile he bobbed up and down in my crotch,
giving me a fantastic blow job.

	It was less than ten minutes before we both blew our loads, trying
our best to come at the same time.  We were only off by a few seconds, so
we called it a win.  We lay together for a while, delighting in the feeling
of our nude bodies pressed together.  We kissed each other more than we
usually did as our hands slid up and down each other's bodies.  Every touch
felt electric, and soon we were both standing as stiff as when we'd
arrived, but took a rest before having a round of butt fucks.  We just lay
beside each other.

	"So, Harry and Tyler, huh?" I said to the ceiling.

	"Yeah, wouldn't that be somethin'," Devon replied.  "I think it'd
be wild watchin' Tyler fuck the hell out of Harry.  I bet he'd make him
scream."

	"Yeah, probably," I said.  Thinking for a moment, I asked Devon,
"Do you ever feel bad for the way Harry's cousin sort of... well, raped
him?  I mean, he tried to say no, but his cousin dicked him anyway."

	"Yeah, but he said he started to like it after," Devon reasoned.
"I mean, we both thought it hurt at first, but now we really like it."

	"Yeah," I shrugged.  "But I kinda think it's why Harry is
so.. well, rough when he fucks us, and says all the stuff he says."

	"But that's part of The Rotation," Devon said, though not with much
conviction.  "The butt-boy has to do whatever the other two say, and you
can't bitch about it.  And it's not like he really hurts us or anything.
He just really likes fucking."

	"Well, maybe," I said.  "But you do it so much nicer.  I love when
you fuck me.  Your dick feels really good in me."

	"That's because you love me, and I love you.  Anyway, I could use a
good fuck right now," Devon turned and smiled at me, kissing me gently on
the cheek.  "But you do me first, OK?"

	"Very OK," I smiled back.  As much as we loved fucking face to
face, Devon asked me to do him from behind like our last time in our
special spot.  He knew, because I had told him often enough, how much I
liked seeing his tight ass sticking up when he was kneeling and bent over.
Opening the drawer of his night stand, he handed me the tub of petroleum
jelly he kept there.  He then knelt down and rested his head on the pillow
sitting atop his crossed forearms.

	There was something very sensual about sliding my lubed up finger
inside of Devon.  I don't know how many people would find a pink, young
asshole attractive, but I sure did.  I almost felt like our doctor as Devon
moaned while I slid my finger in and out of him.  It reminded me that we
both had our annual physicals coming up sometime in July, and I was sure
the pervy doctor would have something to say about my whitish cum.

	And so I gently entered Devon, and both of us moaned as I began my
slow thrusting.  Even with him face down and ass up, it was still making
love in my mind.  As usual, we exchanged expressions of love as I became
more passionate in pushing my five inches up inside him.  I was leaning on
Devon's back, with my arms around his slim torso, and telling him again and
again how much I loved him.  It seemed a long time before I felt myself
close to an approaching climax.  Not bad for a horny fourteen year old.
Then again, we had already sucked each other off.  But the moment arrived,
and I pumped into Devon whatever my balls had managed to produce since our
mutual blow jobs.

	"You're the fucking best, Devon," I sighed after I pulled my
softening dick from him and flopped onto my back.  Once I had the strength,
I pulled Devon on top of me, and we shared a long, sensual kiss.  As usual,
I couldn't keep my hands off his round, tight ass as our tongues swirled
around.  I'm sure there was a time when I'd have thought it gross, but we
shared a lot of lot of saliva as we kissed.  After a time, Devon raised
himself to his knees and looked down at me.

	"Eeewww," he said.  "Damn, man, you got shit on your dick.  Hold
on."  Devon got up and left the room.  He came back with a few sheets of
paper towels that he had wet in the bathroom sink, and few more dry ones.
He then gently used them to wipe and dry my dick clean.  It made sense
since we'd spent a whole day at school that he wouldn't be particularly
clean back there.  I'm sure I wasn't either.  He left once more and I heard
the toilet flush.  My father had always warned me against flushing paper
towels down the toilet, saying they would clog it, but apparently, it
wasn't a problem now.  Devon came back with even more wet and dry paper
towels.  Setting them on his nightstand.

	"There," he smiled, "now you can clean me up after I do you."

	"How do you want me?" I asked.

	"Assume the position," Devon smirked.  It was a phrase Harry liked
to use when we did a stand-up fuck against a tree.  I climbed off the bed
and went to the one wall we always used.  I bent over, spread my legs wide,
and placed my hands on the wall.  I knew where he wanted me because there
was a full length mirror on the other wall to my right.  We both liked
watching ourselves in it as we made love.  I watched the whole time as
Devon lubed me up, and then his dick, and then began sliding himself inside
me.  It was almost like watching some sort of gay teen porn as Devon fucked
me with ever increasing force and speed.  We both looked at each other's
faces in the mirror and smiled as he slapped against my ass and I moaned
loudly.

	Devon lasted nearly ten minutes before I could tell he was ready to
unload himself into me.  Somehow, no matter what position we were in, I
could always tell when Devon was about to cum.  Maybe it was something
subtle in the way he moved or the sounds he made, but I always knew, and I
didn't bother to analyze the reason.  I watched in the mirror as he threw
his head back and squirted his boy juice five inches up my eager ass.  He
leaned forward and hugged me from behind, his dick now at rest but still
inside me.  Eventually he pulled out and stood up, pulling me up with him.
He critically assessed the state of his now soft cock.

	"Oh, that's not so bad," he said, walking over to the nightstand
and retrieving the paper towels he'd place there.  He handing them to me so
I could wipe and dry his now soft dick.  Actually, I didn't see anything
brown on him, but I would never pass up the opportunity to handle my
boyfriend's equipment.  Hard or soft, I loved feeling his dick in my hands.
Tight or loose, I loved to fondle his balls.

	Once more, we lay side by side on Devons bed, just listening to
each other breathe in post-coital bliss.  I turned onto my side and just
stared at my lover's face.  He was so cute.  His little turned up nose, his
full lips, and eyes I could almost swim in.

	"Damn, Devon," I sighed deeply, "I love you."  He turned to me and
smiled.

	"I love you, too," Devon said, and I could hear the sincerity in
his voice.  "So, you were really crushing on me in fifth grade?"

	"Nope," chuckled.  "I was probably crushing on you in third grade.
I just thought that would have sounded too weird."

	"Well, I've been crushing on you since first grade," Devon chuckled
back.  "I mean, it wasn't really sex, but even then I would think about
what you would look like naked.  Hey, do you remember when our moms made us
take a baths together when we were, like, six?"

	"Yeah," I replied.  "I was so embarrassed being naked with you."

	"I loved it," Devon said, turning onto his side to face me.
"Really.  I mean we were like in second grade, but I loved seeing you
naked.  I think I even got a little boner.  I didn't know why or what a
boner was for, but I was turned on, especially looking at your butt.  I
just wanted to touch you.  I wanted to feel your butt cheeks, just to see
what they were like."

	"Well, now you know," I smiled at him.  "And you can feel them
anytime you want."

	"Really?" Devon snarked.  "Even in the school showers?"

	"Yep," I snarked back.  "But only if I can call you a fag so nobody
thinks I like it."

	"Wimp," Devon giggled.

	"Fag," I giggled back.  Soon we were wrapped in each other's arms,
kissing like we'd invented it.