Date: Mon, 23 May 2011 19:44:45 -0400 From: pnmayo@gmail.com Subject: Three Boys at the Creek WARNING - This story contains homoerotic content. It depicts sexual activity between young males. If such material offends you or is unlawful where you live, you should exit the Nifty archive, and certainly should read no further. While I retain all rights to this story, I post it as a gift. Use it personally as you will. However it may not be sold or published for profit without my prior consent. The story is fiction and while based upon events in my own life it does not reflect actual people, circumstances, or activities. The participants did not follow safe sex practices because the concept was unknown in that simpler era, long before AIDS. Three Boys at The Creek Tim and Danny were brothers; two of the eleven Griffith kids who lived a few houses down the street. Tim was my age -- about 12 at the time of this story. Danny was a couple of years younger, probably 9 on the warm day in May when this "wank-fodder" took place. We had been playing together in front of their two story brick home; exactly at what I can no longer recall. It was unusual for Danny to hang out with Tim and I, but not unheard of. In fact, Tim and I were not really close and only spent time together occasionally. This day found the three of us together and none of the other neighborhood kids, even the nine other Griffith kids (who ranged from young adults to toddlers) were all otherwise occupied. No adults paid us any attention, but this was the 60's and the times were safer and simpler. By mid-afternoon we were hot and tired. I was ready for some AC and was saying my farewells when Tim stopped me. He suggested we go sit by the creek and smoke a cigarette. It was code understood by every kid in the neighborhood; there were spots along a drainage ditch through the neighborhood where shrubs the city had planted to screen the view had grown large enough to create open, shaded spots invisible from every side except the ditch -- uh, I mean the creek itself. The relative seclusion made it the perfect spot to smoke a pilfered cigarette, or study a purloined porn magazine in secrecy and shaded comfort. I didn't much care for smoking (still don't) but hoped that compliance with Tim's suggestion would help overcome the perception he had (or I had?) that I was still "just a kid". Tim was bigger and obviously more physically mature. As we had wrestled around over the last few months I'd recognized the deep difference in his smell; muskier, sweatier, ranker than that of a "kid". And keen to such things, I'd noticed as well the thin patch of soft, dark brown hair in his pits. His body had begun the changes that I so longed for in my own (it would turn out that I was a late bloomer.) So I agreed and we headed to the creek, just half a block away. I was a little surprised that Danny came along with us. I had presumed Tim wouldn't stand for that, at the risk of Danny using the knowledge of Tim's smoking to his own advantage. But there was little chance he'd ever so much as say, "good morning" to either of my parents much less discuss with them the errors of my ways, so I did not object to his tagging along. We settled into one of the better spots along the creek where Tim and I each smoked a cigarette. Danny didn't take one, but took a few drags from Tim's. When our smokes were done Tim's real reason for asking me to join them at the creek became clear. "Let's jack off" Tim said, in a voice of confidence with perhaps a bit of command. I was shocked! It wasn't that I didn't jack off -- I did so several times every day. And it wasn't that I didn't play well with others -- I did that whenever the chance arose, too. But with Tim? We'd never played around in that way, never talked about sex; there was nothing in the history of our being neighbors that in any way predicted this moment. Besides, Danny was with us, in fact he was now watching intently for my response, with a smirky grin that made me think he'd known about Tim's proposition in advance. "What about Danny?" I asked "He's been asking a lot of questions lately, and I caught him playing naked with one of his friends last weekend. Maybe watching us will show him what to expect as he gets older" Tim responded. His response was perhaps too quick, most likely well practiced. But Tim was slowly rubbing himself through his cutoff jeans, his hard-on obvious. And my own dick was straining for release too. "Okay, how do you want to go about this?" I asked (hoping to seem naïve and inexperienced.) Rather than answer, Tim just unfastened his shorts and pulled them and his underwear down, lifting his butt to lower them, and taking them off over his ratty Keds with one smooth motion. I nearly swooned at the beautiful sight! Danny was sitting right next to Tim and I saw that he had just as quickly shed his shorts and was playing around with his little dick. I was only a moment behind as I lowered my pants exposing my "stuff" for both of them to see. "First, let's let Danny kinda study us so he can see the differences. Come stand over here by us so he can see everything." That was fine by me. Standing right in front of Danny, my dick was right at face level, and he was clearly mesmerized. I guess my body looked more like Danny's than Tim's. At full staff as it was now, my dick was about 4 inches long, neither too thin nor terribly fat. I am circumcised and my pinkish red dick head was pointed up, away from my body at more than a 45 degree angle. My balls had grown a bit and actually hung low (for a kid at this stage). I wanted hair down there; but to date not the first strand had emerged and my crotch was as smooth as a baby's. Danny and Tim both were studying my crotch closely and Danny reached out his hand as if to touch me, but stopped just short. Tim spoke for him, asking if it were okay for Danny to touch me. I didn't mind a bit. His eyes went back to the business at hand, so to speak, and he began to explore my stuff in earnest, lightly touching the shaft of my dick, moving it's length to my dick head and rubbing a finger across the piss slit, giving me a shudder. He rubbed and looked all around my scrotum as if searching for hair (being a bit sensitive about my delayed pubescence, that's what I imagined his intent to be, anyway.) He lifted my nutsack and bent down to see more between my legs. "John, do you mind letting him explore your butthole some?" "Nah, I guess it's okay if it helps him learn," I responded. Of course I could hardly wait to expose my most secret parts to Danny -- and Tim, too. I knew that Danny would touch and poke and prod, which promised to feel really great. "Why don't you turn around and bend over John," Tim said, "hold your butt cheeks apart and Danny will be able to see everything he wants." I knew that meant that Tim could see everything HE wanted, too. But again, that was fine with me so I turned and bent and held my ass open for them to study. Danny didn't hesitate to feel the sensitive place between my balls and my ass. It felt wonderful! The whole time I could look between my legs and see both of them rubbing their dicks as they got an eye full of my most private parts. "Put your finger in him," Tim directed Danny. Danny didn't hesitate, and seemed to know what he was doing as he wet his finger with spit and slid it into my ass. His finger wasn't long, and didn't reach very deeply into me, but felt wonderful nonetheless. I glanced toward Tim who was clearly enjoying the show. He was slowly stroking his dick with one hand and, much to my surprise I saw that he had two fingers of his left hand deep inside his own fanny hole. His eyes seemed to move from Danny's dick, to his hand exploring my crotch, to my ass. I began to wonder just how far Tim may be willing to go in this little educational demonstration. "Okay," Tim said, "now take a look at me." With that, Tim and I traded places and he gave us both a good show. His dick was about 5 or 5 ½ inches long, and quite thick. Tim had experienced significant effects of puberty and I was thrilled to have this unexpected opportunity to see how adolescence had affected his body. His dick hair was sort of a medium brown color. It grew in a thick patch just above his dick. His balls had quite a bit of thick fuzz, but it was very light in color and texture. His balls were drawn up tight beneath his dick when Danny first reached out to touch them. "See, Danny," Tim explained, "your dick and balls will start to grow even before you get any hair. They'll look like John's. Then a little later they'll be more like mine and eventually yours will be as big and hairy and Tommy's." Tommy was one of their older brothers, probably 16 years old. It was clear Tim knew all the details of Tommy's growth in the "junk" department and I was jealous; Tommy was beautiful and I would have loved to see him naked. Oh, to dream! "You can touch me too, John" Tim said, obviously aware of the lust in my eyes. I was thrilled to do so, reaching out first to wrap my hand around that beautiful penis and rub lightly just under the head where I new he'd be most sensitive. Tim moaned as I lightly massaged that special spot. Then I felt up his balls; larger than my own, but not by that much. Now it was time for the rest of the examination, and I couldn't wait to see this! Tim turned and bent over, and just as I had done he spread his ass cheeks so that we could see his hole perfectly. In fact, he was holding it open just enough that the pinker inside of his butthole was opened to our view. Danny was speechless, but not motionless; he immediately reached out and began to rub at Tim's asshole, even pushing his finger in a bit. Tim moaned lightly as Danny played with his hole, which appeared to loosen and open up a bit as Danny fingered it. During our inspection of his asshole, Tim was slowly stroking his dick. It grew redder and redder, and the tip glistened with drops of pre-cum. Danny now had two fingers working deep inside Tim's butt. Tim stopped stroking and stood up. "If we keep that up I'm gonna cum," Tim said. "We'd better go ahead and take a look at you, Danny." With that, Danny turned and stood facing me. Tim sat down beside me, and Danny giggled boyishly as he showed us his stuff. Like me, Danny had no hair around his circumcised dick. But his dick was smaller than my own, barely 3 inches long. Unlike Tim's dick, which curved slightly upward and to the left (which I wrongly presumed to be the result of right-handed masturbation), Danny's prick was perfectly straight, though it was so hard it pointed up nearly parallel with his tummy. His skin was fair to go along with his very blonde hair and light blue eyes. The light pink of his dick head matched that of his tiny nipples. "John, let's show Danny how it feels; will you rub him?" Of course I didn't hesitate. I could only masturbate him with two fingers, but it was having the desired effect. "That feels really great!" Danny exclaimed. After a few minutes it was time for the rest of our `examination' of Danny. He needed little encouragement to bend over and show us his hole. Like his dickhead and nipples, his fanny hole was pink. To this day I believe it may have been the cutest asshole I've ever seen. I rubbed around it some and, licking my finger to wet it, I poked my finger slowly inside Danny's beautiful little asshole. He shuddered and moaned, unable to speak. After a few minutes I pulled out my finger and we all stood facing one another. Danny grabbed my dick and began to feel me up again. As he had been doing all along, Tim was slowly rubbing his now deep red erection. I took Danny's prick between my fingers and began again to jack him off. As I did so, Danny reached between my legs and pushed two fingers up inside my ass. I couldn't last long like this! "Danny, see how I'm rubbing my dick? Rub up and down John's dick like that." Danny wrapped his hand around my dick as best he could and began to stroke up and down, just as Tim was doing to his own, and as I was trying to do to Danny. Moving closer, Tim asked, "John, will you do mine too?" I didn't speak, but reached out and began to stroke his much larger dick. The head of his dick wide, and his piss slit was just barely atop the tip. It was hot and hard in my hand, and I felt I was in heaven; naked with these two brothers with their dicks in my hands, one fully into puberty the other a tiny promise of what it would soon become. Meanwhile the younger brother was fingering my ass and stroking my dick with abandon. Heaven! I felt the burn begin deep inside. While I didn't cum yet, my orgasms were intense and the one now approaching promised to rock my world. As it approached I felt Tim's dick thicken in my hand and grow hotter. As his whole body tensed he said to Danny, "Watch the slit at the end of my dick now, Danny." Just as Danny's attention was drawn to his brother's dickhead, it erupted with a thick spurt of cum that shot beyond my body and landed on Danny's leg. The second shot hit my stomach, and the rest ran down Tim's hand. I was all I could take and I shuddered and moaned as a tremendous orgasm overcame me. It seemed to last for minutes, with wave after wave of throbbing pleasure racking my body. Of course it was only seconds in reality, but what seconds they were! "Cool!" said Danny as I resumed stroking his little dick. "Something's happening!" he said as his body began to tense. I picked up the pace a little and in just moments he bucked and shook as his first dry cum overcame him. "Ohhh! Ahhhh!" He moaned so loudly I thought surely every adult in the neighborhood would hear him. His pelvis thrusted instinctively as the shudder of his cumming visibly shook him. When it was done he was weak in the knees and nearly dropped. Tim reached for his pants and produced two more cigarettes. This time I wanted one! We smoked them just as we were, sharing the intimacy of the moment and filling our minds with images of one another's naked bodies for use in later moments of solitude. All these decades later I still return to the memory of that day from time to time; it always makes my dick doubly hard and my cum especially intense. The end.