Date: Fri, 8 Feb 2019 03:31:32 +0000 (UTC)
From: pensievemind@aol.com
Subject: Total Exposure

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will be no more chapters or sequels.  Sorry.  It's just a little fantasy
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Total Exposure

	In all of my thirteen years and eight months of life, I had never
felt so exposed, so vulnerable, so embarrassed, and so totally turned on as
I did at that moment.  Every boy on the JV swim team, except the one
holding me from behind, stood staring at my naked body, my dick as hard as
I could ever remember it being.  Though I had one hand free, I knew it
would only look more ridiculous if I tried to use it to cover my boner.

	We'd just completed our first late afternoon practice of the year,
and I'd proven myself to be good enough to make the team.  None of the
other freshmen who'd tried out had made it.  I was a bit troubled by this,
since one of them was my very best friend.  Still, the elation I felt at
being praised so highly by the swim coach basically erased my empathy for
my friend Donny.  Those who hadn't been chosen were sent to the locker room
to shower and change.  The rest of us sat on the bleachers in our racing
trunks as the coach announced the practice and swim meet schedule.

	A half hour later, we were also sent to the showers.  Donny and the
other freshman had dressed by then, and I gave Donny a conciliatory wave as
he left the natatorium.  I felt even more elated as Jeremy, the JV team
captain, put an arm around my shoulder as we headed for the locker room.
We were stopped by the coach.  He told Jeremy that he was leaving, and
charged him with making sure the boys didn't leave a mess, and that all the
lights were turned off.  Looking down at me, he winked and added, "And
don't be too tough on the new guy, huh?"  I felt a sense of apprehension at
this, not knowing what the coach meant.

	"No way, coach," Jeremy snickered.  "I'll make sure he gets treated
just like everyone else."

	"That's what I'm afraid of," the coach smiled.  "Just make sure
he'll want to come back."

	"Oh, I'm sure he will," Jeremy smiled back.  The coach turned and
left the natatorium.  "Coach always leaves me to close up," Jeremy said,
drawing me along with his arm still slung over my shoulder.  "C'mon.  Time
for a nice warm shower."  By the time we entered the locker room, all the
other boys were in the showers.  "This is your locker now," Jeremy said,
giving me a light slap on my ass.  "Go get your stuff and bring it over
here."  It turned out my new locker was right next to his.  I went to the
locker where I'd originally put my clothes and brought them over to where
he stood naked, having slipped out of his swimsuit.

	After he told me the combination, I opened the locker and put my
street clothes inside.  I thought that maybe he would walk off to the
showers, but instead he stood there looking at me.  I looked too.  Jeremy
was only a year older than me, and so wasn't showing me much more than I
was used to.  He had hair over his cock, but not a lot.  His dick didn't
look much bigger than mine when it hung limp.  We were both cut, and so I
thought we looked pretty much the same, though he had pubes.  I slid my
swimsuit down my legs and laid them on the bench as Jeremy had done.

	"Time to meet the boys," Jeremy said with a wide smile and, putting
an arm around me, his hand resting on my right butt cheek, led me into the
showers.  Noise echoed off the tiled walls as boys laughed and joked with
one another.  I was immediately treated to a display of fourteen and
fifteen year old crotches, like an object lesson in male sexual
development.  The older boys all sported hair, while some of the younger
fourteen year olds still looked as bald as I was.  I was instantly more
relaxed seeing I wouldn't be the only hairless boy in the room.

	Jeremy pulled me over to an unoccupied shower head, and showed me
how to turn it on and adjust the temperature.  He stood under the shower
head next to me and was soon enjoying its warm spray.  As I glanced around
the room at all the lather covered boys, I realized I hadn't brought any
soap or shampoo.  I told Jeremy as much.

	"Right there on the wall dude," he chuckled, pointing to a
dispenser between his shower head and mine.  "It's shampoo and body wash."
I looked around again and noticed there were half as many dispensers as
shower heads, each obviously meant to serve for two people.  I pumped the
lever and a squirt of slippery liquid dripped into my hand.  I leaned
backwards and let the shower soak my hair.  Then I stepped out of the spray
and started massaging the soap into my hair.  I didn't even think about how
I was now thrusting my hips forward, as if purposely displaying my bald
crotch to everyone who cared to look.

	It was just as I had finished rinsing the soap from my hair that it
happened.  I suddenly felt my left arm pulled behind my back as I was
pushed forward out of the spray of the shower, another arm wrapped around
my torso.  I tried to turn my head a hundred and eighty degrees to see who
had so brazenly taken hold of my nude body.

	"Shhh, it's OK," I heard Jeremy whisper in my ear.  "We all did it,
and I promise it won't hurt you at all."  Despite Jeremy's assurance, I
couldn't relax.  By now, all the other boys, eleven in all, had stepped out
from under their own showers and began gathering in a semi-circle in front
of me.  They all smiled knowingly, as if they knew something I didn't know,
which was far from surprising.  Then Jeremy's right hand, which had been
pressed against my abdomen, slid down to take hold of my dick, which had
already hardened due to the current attention being paid to it.  He began
to stroke me as he whispered, "Don't worry.  All of them did this too.
Give `em a good show and they'll love it."

	Looking around I noticed that every one of them, to a boy, was
sporting a stiff boner, and some were playing with themselves.  Two of them
were stroking one another while still staring at my hairless crotch.
Noticing that there were some boys whose dicks weren't even as big as my
own 4.5 incher, I immediately relaxed and leaned back onto Jeremy, letting
him stroke me off for the pleasure of the rest of the JV team.  I was
really getting off on the looks they were giving me, and I quickly realized
that this probably wouldn't be my last time being handled nude by a member
of the JV swim squad.  My initial mortification at being so blatantly
molested in front of everyone morphed into a desire to be observed by all
of them.

	Just then, Jeremy released my left wrist.  I immediately linked my
fingers behind my head, reveling in my total exposure to the rest of the
boys.  I was naked, hard, and being stroked, and I couldn't have felt more
sexy.  I turned my face upwards and moaned loudly, knowing full well that
my bare crotch was the center of attention.

	"Can you cum yet?" Jeremy whispered into my ear.  "Everyone wants
to see you cum."  I nodded my head, glad that I'd begun shooting sperm some
months before.  "Good news, boys," Jeremy announced to the room.  "Young
Harry here can cum!  Anyone want to do the honors?"  Numerous hands shot
into the air, and I presumed they each wanted to be the one to jack me off
till I came.  I was quickly disabused of this notion.  "OK, Trent," Jeremy
said, ignoring the groans and complaints of the others, "C'mon and up."

	Trent, one of the younger boys, judging by his total lack of pubic
hair and his slim build, came forward.  He came and stood face to face with
me, and then dropped to his knees.  While the boys watching offered
encouragement, Trent reached around and took hold of my ass, while sucking
my hard dick into his mouth.

	"Oh, shit," I cried out loudly, hearing my own voice echo off the
tiled walls.  Trent's mouth was so warm and wet, exciting me even more than
Jeremy's hand and my total exposure had.  I'd never had a blow job before,
but I had no doubt that mine was not the first cock to be sucked into
Trent's hot mouth.  And not that I'd ever fucked anyone, but I couldn't
believe that sticking my dick into anything that a girl might have between
her legs could be better that Trent's tight lips sliding up and down on my
little hotdog. I looked around to see all the other boys now frantically
jacking off as they witnessed me receiving my first blow job.

	I couldn't help but wonder if the entire JV swim squad was gay, or
if they just got really horny watching another boy getting sucked.  I
didn't really care.  I knew I was gay, and I was quite happy with the
course this informal initiation was taking.  There were any given number of
the other boys with whom I wouldn't have minded hooking up, and I hoped
they were gay, or at least bi enough to want to get it on with me.  I also
started to wonder if maybe my best friend Donny might not like getting sexy
together.  That would be the ultimate in my mind.

	As the image of sucking Donny's cock crossed my mind, my own
pending climax drew closer.  "I'm gonna cum, Trent," I warned the boy now
attached to my hard prick.  He nodded in comprehension, but gave no
indication that he was going to pull off.  I started making all sorts of
high pitched squealing sounds as my orgasm overtook me.  The next thing I
knew, I was spewing out my little load of sperm into Trent's apparently
willing mouth.  Yeah, I'd love to say it was a quart of cum, but I was
thirteen, and the best I could manage was maybe a couple tablespoons, on a
good day.

	The rest of the JV team actually cheered as Trent removed his mouth
from my dick.  I think I blushed more deeply then than when Jeremy first
started stroking my dick in front of everyone.  I felt as if I'd
unexpectedly leapt some sort of hurdle and was now accepted as a member of
the JV swim squad.  Trent stood up and took me into his arms, pressing our
warm, wet bodies against each other.  I had begun to go flaccid, but I
could feel his hard boner press against my dick.

	"Am I supposed to suck yours, too?" I asked, feeling like a total
novice.

	"You don't have to, but you can if you want," Trent smiled at me.
"I know I'd really love it, and the boys would love watching your first
time.  It would be your first time, right?"

	"Definitely," I nodded, while my mind raced, trying to construct a
scheme by which I could convince Donny to share sucks with me.  I dropped
to my knees and, as Trent had done, I reached up and grabbed his firm ass,
pulling him forward and taking his four inch cock into my mouth.  He began
to fuck my face, freeing me from the effort of going back and forth on his
dick.  I could hear the other boys commenting on how happy they were I'd
made the team.  Surely they couldn't all have been gay, but they all
obviously liked getting off, and apparently watching other boys get off as
as well.  I wondered if these sorts of activities were reserved as a ritual
to welcome a new member to the squad, or if they happened on a regular
basis.  I hoped for the latter.

	In another moment, Trent announced he was ready to cum.  To assure
him I didn't mind, I grasped his ass firmly to prevent him pulling his dick
out of my mouth.  I'd never tasted cum, not even my own, but there in the
shower, in front of eleven witnesses, I wanted Trent's cum in my mouth.
The only part of the whole bizarre situation that I disliked was kneeling
on the hard tiled floor with no cushioning.  But in the balance of things,
it was a discomfort with which I could live.

	I very nearly jumped off the floor when Trent's sudden loud moan
reverberated off the shower walls.  At the same moment, a shot of warm
liquid coated the top of my tongue.  I massaged Trent's ass as he squirted
three or four more times.  When he seemed finished, I swallowed the small
mouthful, then slid my tongue along his dick as I took my mouth from it.  I
could feel Trent's hands on my head as he struggled to steady himself.

	I stood and looked around the shower.  It seemed that everyone had
either jacked off to completion or was very close to it.  I almost wished I
hadn't been too busy to watch the rest of them cum, certain that it had to
have been a very hot sight.  I watched the last two squirting their sperm
toward the drain in the center of the floor, where the running water washed
it away.

	"Holy frickin' shit!" Trent exclaimed between gasps.  "That
was... That was like... It was so..."

	Jeremy laughed at Trent's stumbling attempt to describe his
experience.  "Well, guys, it looks to me like the coach made a great
decision choosing our newest teammate."  The rest of the boys began to
applaud, while I performed a hyperbolic theatrical bow.  "So Harry, what
can we do for you?  It's your day, after all."

	"What do you mean?" I asked, presuming that everyone had pretty
much sated their sexual desires, including myself.

	"Well, we're all standing here naked and wet," Jeremy explained.
"Can you think of anything else you might want to do before we leave?"  He
looked around at all the other boys, some of whose dicks had already
re-inflated, and then back at me.  "Maybe something kinky?"  I thought for
a moment, easily remembering how sexy it felt when he'd been holding me and
stroking my dick as all the others looked on, and decided what I'd like.

	I walked back towards the center of the shower room, and lifted my
arms, locking my fingers behind my head as I had before, exposing myself to
them all.

	"I want everyone to feel me," I said.  "I want everyone to touch me
everywhere, from my head to my toes."  To give further indication of my
desire, I spread my legs apart as far I comfortably could.  My cock sprang
to its fullest at the thought of twelve pairs of hands, one hundred and
twenty fingers (counting thumbs), exploring every inch of my skin.  I'm not
sure why it turned me on so much, except for the fact that, until that day,
I'd always been painfully self-conscious about being nude.  Now I not only
wanted to be seen totally naked, but touched as well.

	In the blink of an eye I was enjoying a fantasy that I'd never have
even considered an hour earlier.  Warm, wet hands stroked my entire body as
I stood with my head back and my eyes closed.  Fingers explored across my
cock and balls, and up and down my ass crack, some poking at my asshole
where I'd never been touched since my mother took my temperature when I was
very young.  As requested, even my feet and toes were touched.  I kept
hearing things like "hot," "sexy," and "horny little shit" while I enjoyed
my newly discovered fetish.  There was no way I could have known that being
nude in front of so many other boys, and touched by all of them, would
excite me as it had.

	"I gotta cum," I heard someone say, and suddenly we were all
standing in a circle around the shower room drain, each of us wanking our
own dicks.  No one was shy about checking each other out, and there were
even compliments spoken between the boys about dick size or the shape of
someone's ass.  I even received a few myself, and I could feel myself
blushing as I was asked to turn around and show everyone my ass.  A few of
the boys said I had a perfect bum, and how good it had felt when they'd
been rubbing me all over.  I wiggled it a bit before turning back and
jacking my cock with the rest.

	One by one each boy squirted a load onto the floor, some silently,
some with a loud moan.  It didn't take long before we all achieved another
orgasm, finally expending ourselves.  I only managed a weak dribble of cum
this time, my balls having had little time to manufacture another batch of
boy juice.  I glanced around shyly, smiling at every boy whose eyes met
mine.  We all stepped back under the showers, rinsing away the last
vestiges of our climaxes.  With deep sighs, we all turned off the showers
and traipsed back into the locker room to dry off.

	I was shocked to see Donny standing in the doorway between the
locker room and the bathroom beyond.  Almost as soon as I saw the shocked
look on his face, he disappeared, apparently retreating into the pool area.

	"Who the hell was that?" Jeremy asked as we opened our lockers.

	"It was Donny," I answered.  "He's my best friend."

	"Boyfriend?" Jeremy asked, giving my bare bum a soft rub.

	"Naw," I giggled.  "We've never done anything like we just did."

	"Shame," Jeremy opined.  "He's pretty cute.  Think he'd be into
you?"

	"Dunno," I shrugged, pulling on my boxer briefs.  "Be nice,
though."

	"Yeah," Jeremy nodded, slipping on his T-shirt.  "Too bad he didn't
make the team.  He looked hot in his speedo.  You ever think about hooking
up with him?"

	Since I had been so totally exposed to Jeremy and the rest of the
team, I saw no reason to hide my secret desires.  "Yeah, I always like when
I can see him naked, and thought about how nice it would be to touch him
all over."

	"Well, I don't know how much he saw today, but I bet he'd like it
too," Jeremy said.  "And you'd be hot together."  We all finished dressing
and Jeremy turned the lights off in the shower room.  He had us all put our
wet towels in the wheeled laundry bin as he'd promised the coach, looked
around to make sure there was no mess left behind, and then shooed everyone
out of the locker room before turning off the lights.  We were all chatting
as we stepped out into the pool area, heading for the main doors.  "OK,
everyone, make sure you have all your shit, because once we go out we can't
get back in."

	The doors were locked, and could only be opened by pushing on the
crash bars from inside.  Once the doors closed, they couldn't be opened
from outside without a key.  We all assured Jeremy that we had all our
stuff, and then we stepped out into the warm August night.  Jeremy held the
door until we'd all passed through, and once more asked if anyone needed to
go back in.  Receiving only negative answers, he let the door swing shut,
checking to make sure it had locked.

	I said my goodbyes to all the other boys and turned to walk away.
Near the end of the walkway, leaning against a light post, I saw Donny.  He
turned his face towards us as he heard the sound of thirteen young teenaged
boys pouring out of the natatorium.  I couldn't quite decipher the
expression on his face as he looked at me.  I immediately got the
impression that he might have witnessed at least some of our shower room
antics.

	Still, regardless of what he might have seen, I decided I had the
advantage, since it was clear nothing had happened that I'd initiated, with
the possible exception of asking the whole team to feel me up.  Even if
he'd only begun watching while I sucked Trent's dick, he'd have seen that I
was the center of everyone else's lust as I was so openly groped by the
whole JV swim team.

	"Hey, Donny," I said casually.  "Why are you still here?"

	"I... uh... I just thought..." Donny stammered, glancing at Jeremy
who had stopped and now stood beside me.  "I... I thought maybe you'd like
me to stick around and walk home with you."

	"Great," I smiled at him.  We lived pretty close to one another,
about a fifteen minute walk from the high school natatorium.  "This is
Jeremy," I added, pointing my thumb at the fourteen year old standing
beside me.  "Jeremy, this is Donny, my best friend."

	"Heya, Donny," Jeremy smiled, holding out his fist which Donny
bumped with his own.  "Sorry you didn't make the team, dude," he said in a
sincere tone.

	"Yeah, it's OK," Donny nodded.  "It would have been fun, but I'm
just not that good."

	"Oh, I don't know," Jeremy replied.  "I thought you did good, but
Harry here really set the bar pretty high.  I bet that if you keep working
at it, you'd be on next year's team.  I'd love it if you'd try again."  I
could tell by the way he was checking Donny out that he'd love to initiate
him just as I'd been initiated in the showers.

	"Uh, yeah," Donny replied, looking quite uncomfortable.  "Maybe."

	"Well, if you ever want to work out together, let me know," Jeremy
said, walking over and throwing his arm around Donny's shoulder.  "I bet we
could get you up to speed in no time."

	Even in the bluish white light of the mercury vapor street lamp I
could see Donny blushing.  Almost as if he intuited Donny's discomfort,
Jeremy pulled my friend even tighter to himself before letting go.  Maybe
he'd seen something in Donny I'd never noticed before.  Maybe Donny was as
much of a freak as I now considered myself to be, knowing how much I loved
being naked in front of a dozen other boys and letting them see me brought
to a climax by another boy.

	"Anyway," Jeremy said, releasing Donny from his sidelong grip, "You
boys better get home now."  Being barely a year older than me, Jeremy still
sounded like a parent speaking to little children.  Still, his cute grin
belied his words, and I knew he was picturing Donny and me enjoying the
same sort of pleasure in which the entire JV swim team had so recently
engaged.  "Listen," Jeremy whispered in my ear so Donny couldn't hear,
"When you guys get to sucking each other, do a 69 first.  Y'now, suck each
other at the same time.  You'll both love it."  He gave my ass a squeeze
and walked off.

	"He's kinda weird, huh?" Donny said quietly, as he and I began our
trek homeward.

	"Why weird?" I asked, feeling slightly offended on behalf of my
team captain.

	"I dunno," Donny replied.  "I just mean the way he was holding on
to me and stuff."

	I stopped walking and waited until Donny noticed and turned to face
me.  "Donny, did you see us in the showers?"  He simply stared at me for
several moments, confirming all my suspicions.  "What all did you see?"

	"I saw that other boy sucking your cock," Donny said quietly.
"Then I saw you suck his.  Then I saw all the other boys putting their
hands all over you.  And I watched you all jack off." Once he stopped
speaking, he paused for a long time.  So long, in fact, that I became
nervous.

	"And?" I asked, wondering where his thoughts were heading.  When he
still hesitated, I asked, "What do you think about it?"

	"At first I thought they were making you do it, but I could tell
when you sucked the other kid off you wanted to," Donny said while
appearing to examine the tops of his shoes.  "So, like... are
you... y'know..."

	I knew what he was trying to ask, but I wasn't going to help him do
so.  He'd have to find the words for himself if he really wanted to know.
The words he chose would have a definite impact on the rest of our
relationship, or could bring it to an end.  If he chose to ask if I was a
"fag," or a "gaywad" or something, I would be offended and probably tell
him to fuck off, effectively ending our friendship.  If he found a less
offensive way to express himself, I would be honest with him.

	"So, are you?" Donny asked, still unable to find the words to
complete his question.

	"Am I what?" I prodded, knowing I was making him uncomfortable, but
still needing to know his mindset on the topic.

	"You know," Donny whined.  "Are you... y'know... gay?"  I couldn't
help but smile.  Donny had used what I considered a totally acceptable,
non-derogatory term.

	"Yeah," I nodded, feeling Donny had earned my honesty.  "I am.  I
think I always have been.  Does that weird you out?"

	"A little," Donny nodded, then his face showed a bit of shock that
he'd actually said it.  "I'm sorry," he said quickly.  "I don't me it
weirds me out that you're gay.  I just meant that... well, we been friends
since like forever, and it's weird I never knew."

	"Yeah, well it's not like something you talk about every day," I
shrugged.  Then suddenly realizing I was at a disadvantage, I looked my
single best friend in the eye and asked, "So what about you?  Are you gay?"
Donny's eyes opened as wide as I'd ever seen as he simply stared at me for
a few seconds.

	"I... I..." he stammered, once more averting his gaze downward.

	"C'mon," I insisted.  "I told you, didn't I?"

	Donny still examined the ground, shifting his weight from foot to
foot.  "I... I really don't know," he finally said.  But then he looked up
at me with a bit of a smirk turning up one side of his mouth.  "But I
really liked watching all you guys in the shower."  He toed the ground a
bit, then added, "I kinda wished I coulda... y'know... come in with you
all."

	I looked at him with a whole new appreciation, as a vision of Donny
receiving the same treatment I had crossed my mind.  I'd seen him nude
often enough to know he was about as hairless as me, and about the same
size soft.  We'd never seen each other boned, so I could only presume his
boner would be about the same size as mine.

	"So, did you get a boner watching us?" I asked, glancing down at
his crotch.  I was already getting hard thinking about him naked, and I
wondered if he was too.

	"Totally, dude," Donny chuckled.  "I kept wondering what it feels
like getting your dick sucked, y'know?"  He shrugged and added, "And what
it'd be like sucking someone else's dick."

	"Are you serious, dude?" I asked, looking as deeply as I could into
Donny's blue eyes.

	"Yeah, I really am," Donny stared back, his face a study in
uncertainty.  "I mean, you looked like you really liked it."

	"Yeah, I guess I did," I replied as we began walking again.  "Wanna
know the truth, though?" I asked, feeling a rush of embarrassment and
excitement at the same time.

	"What?" Donny asked.

	"I think I liked it so much doing all that with all the other guys
watching me," I admitted.  "I mean, I hardly ever wanted anyone to see me
naked before, but today I got really horny with everyone watching Jeremy
jacking me off.  They all got hard and were wankin' themselves."

	"Wait," Donny interrupted my narrative.  "Jeremy jacked you off?  I
didn't see that part."

	"Yep," I chuckled.  "It felt awesome, dude.  Like there was nothing
I could hide from the other boys, and I could tell they were all gettin'
off watching.  I was like super embarrassed at first, but then I really got
off on everyone looking at my dick."

	"So..." Donny began to speak, but seemed hesitant.  "So... you'd
let me... you'd let me see you naked... sometime?"

	"Dude, you can see me naked tonight!" I laughed.  "We just have to
figure out where."

	"So, I'd have to get naked, too?" Donny asked.

	"Actually," I replied, drawing out the word a bit, "I'd kinda like
to be totally naked while you still have all your clothes on.  I think
that'd be kinda sexy.  But maybe after you could get naked too and we could
mess around.  I know you want a blow job."

	"I really do," Donny said enthusiastically, "but I wanna try giving
you one too."

	"Awesome," I smiled, throwing my arm across his shoulders.  "You
really are my best friend, Donny.  I might even love you."

	"Might?" Donny sniggered.

	"Well, let's see how good you are at sucking me, then I'll
decided," I joked, poking him in the ribs with my free hand.  He giggled
and wrapped an arm around my waist.  It was a courageous move, being out on
the street as we were, where anyone could have seen us.  In fact, many cars
went buy, and they could hardly have missed two thirteen year olds walking
with their arms around one another.  I didn't care.  Hell, I'd been wanked
and sucked totally naked in front of a dozen boys that afternoon, why would
I care what people saw when I had my clothes on?

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	Donny and I opted to go to my house, since my bedroom was two
floors away from my parents'.  I'd begged for months to be allowed to
covert half the basement into my own boy cave, affording me the privacy I'd
so recently begun to crave, mostly for getting naked and jacking off.  My
mother simply couldn't understand why I'd want to live underground, as it
were, but my father convinced her that "a growing boy needs his space."
I'm pretty sure he was recalling his own tween years, and how he'd grown up
in a house with three sisters.

	"Mom, I'm home!" I shouted as Donny and I entered the house at
about 6:30.

	"It's about time," I heard my mother reply from the kitchen.
"Doesn't that coach know people eat dinner at reasonable hours?"

	"Mom, Donny's here," I shouted.  "Is that OK?"

	"It's fine," my mother shouted back.  "Your father brought home
some KFC if you're hungry."

	"I'm starving!" I answered, as Donny and I kicked off our shoes.
We all but ran into the kitchen to see my mother putting out plates for
both of us on the kitchen table.  We plopped ourselves down, ready to tear
into some original recipe, biscuits, and those fakey mashed potatoes with
gravy.  My dad never did things in a small way.  The bucket of chicken he'd
bought could have fed four more people.  But that was cool.  I had no
problem microwaving KFC the next day.

	"Where's dad?" I asked, as mom busied herself around the kitchen
reheating the food.

	"He's in his den," Mom sighed.  "He brought more work home with
him."  It was an old story.  My father worked as an attorney for an
investment banker, but I had no idea what that actually meant beyond long
days, working weekends, and a lot of take-home work.  He always had a lot
more homework than I ever got.  But he did his best not to let his work get
in the way of being my father, and it wasn't like I never saw him.

	"I'll be right back, Donny," I said to my friend and went down the
hall to my dad's den, which was more of a home office really.  The door was
open, so I stuck my head in and said, "Hi, Dad."

	"Hey there, kiddo," Dad said, swiveling his chair towards me.
"How'd it go?"

	"I made the team," I smiled.

	"Knew ya would, my little dolphin," he replied.  "C'mere."  I
walked over and he stood and gave me a hug.  We were a pretty tactile
family, and even at thirteen I had no trouble with people seeing me hug my
mom and dad.  "How'd Donny do?"

	"Yeah, he didn't make it," I sighed.  "He seems OK about it,
though.  He's here now, actually."

	"Well, you go be with your friend," my dad said, ruffling my hair.
"Hey, it's Friday, right?  Why don't you boys have a sleepover?  Do you
still do that, or are you too old now?"

	"I'll ask him," I smiled, surprised I hadn't thought of it myself.
"Thanks, Dad.  Luv ya."

	"Luv ya more, kiddo," he chuckled.  "Now get outta here and let me
finish this crap so I don't have to waste my whole Saturday on it."

	I made my way back to the kitchen, where Donny was already working
on a drumstick.  I joined him and together we each made short work of three
pieces of chicken, along with wiping out the mashed potatoes and gravy.
Between mouthfuls, I shared mt dad's idea with Donny and my mom.  Donny
said he'd have to call and ask permission.  My mom said she'd call, since
she needed to talk with Donny's mom anyway about a spaghetti dinner
fundraiser they were planning.

	Soon all the proper permissions were in place, and Donny was set to
spend the night.  We'd done it so often that we didn't even need to worry
about Donny going home to get some clothes.  We'd worn each other's stuff
so often, and were both the same size, so Donny could just borrow some of
my clothes the next morning.  We even had a toothbrush that Donny used
whenever he stayed over.  There was one for me at his house, too.

	It was already around 8:00 by the time Donny and I helped my mom
clean up the kitchen.  I was itching to get down to my fortress of
solitude, and get naked for Donny.  I told my mom we were going to go down
and play some video games, and she just smiled and waved her hand.

	"Not too much noise, all right?" Mom said.  We assured her we'd be
quite and headed down the basement stairs.  I realized it was the first
time Donny would be staying in my new bedroom.  I had a nice double bed,
ensuring we'd both fit with no problem, and I also had a door that locked.
That was going to be important for our plans.  I let Donny in and then
locked the door behind us.

	My cock was already hard in my pants.  I couldn't believe how
excited I was to strip off and show Donny my naked body.  Donny looked at
me with what I chose to interpret as desire in his eyes.  I smiled back at
him, and then stepped up and pulled him into a hug.  He put his arms around
me as well, and for several long moments we simply enjoyed the warmth of
our shared embrace.

	"So, you want to see me naked, don't you?" I asked teasingly.  "You
wanna see my hard dick and my hot bum, huh?"

	"Yes, please," Donny grinned lasciviously.  "I want you to show me
what you showed the swim team today."

	I began an exaggerated striptease, starting with my little socks,
the kind you can't see when I'm wearing shoes.  Then I slid my T-shirt over
my head.  Now only my loose basketball shorts and my tighty-whities (well,
they were really tighty-bluies -- I liked blue) prevented my total exposure
to my best friend's longing gaze.  There was no way he couldn't see how
hard I was now.  Though his T-shirt hung down over his equally loose
shorts, I knew he had to be boned as well.

	As much as I'd been enjoying teasing Donny, I felt a sudden need to
simply be naked.  Taking hold of the waistbands of my shorts and briefs, I
slid them both down to my knees, from where the fell on their own around my
ankles.  I stepped out of them, and spread my feet apart, displaying my
nude body completely to Donny's view.  My four and a half inch cock felt
oddly huge as it stuck out at about a forty five degree angle from my
hairless crotch.  I smiled as I saw Donny's eyes focused between my legs,
knowing he was completely turned on staring at my cock and balls.

	Truth be told, I was also turned on.  I loved having Donny staring
at my nude body in a way he'd have never dared in the past.  Certainly we'd
stolen glances at one another while changing at the community pool or in
the school locker room, but never so obviously.  Now I was naked purely for
the thrill of being seen, and Donny didn't waste the opportunity.

	"So, what do you think?" I asked him.  "Think maybe you might be
gay for me?"

	"Oh fuck, Harry," Donny sighed loudly.  "I never really looked this
much before.  I really want to touch you.  Can I touch you?"

	"Totally, dude," I smiled, leaning back a bit to thrust my hips
forward, providing Donny full access to my favorite body parts.  "Oh, gawd
yes," I moaned as Donny began feeling me up.  If I hadn't already orgasmed
twice that day, I might have cum from Donny's tender molestation of my
genitals.  "You have no idea how good that feels, dude," I moaned as Donny
used both hands to fondle my cock and balls.

	"I wanna give you a blow job," Donny said unexpectedly.  I had
presumed I'd have to suck him off before he'd even think about sucking me.

	"Go for it, dude," I smiled, still doubting he'd have the balls.
How wrong I was.

	"I don't want to kneel on the floor, though," Donny said.  "Could
you go lay on the bed, maybe?"

	"No problem," I agreed easily, since Donny was suggesting a
position that was much more like the fantasies I'd entertained in the past,
me lying on my back and Donny lying face down between my splayed legs.  As
if he had exactly the same image in his head, Donny pushed my knees apart
and climbed up on the bed between my legs.  He looked up at me just as I
looked down at him.  A wide smile stretched his lips just before he opened
his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and started licking my tight, hairless
balls.  I could only gasp at the warm wetness of his tongue.  I threw my
head back on the pillow, content to close my eyes and simply enjoy the
feelings of Donny's tongue and lips on my boy bits.

	"I don't believe how much I'm likin' this," Donny mumbled as he
continued to orally molest me, though he never took my cock all the way
into his mouth.

	"How long have you thought about it, though?" I asked, suspecting
he didn't just start thinking about it after seeing me being felt up by the
JV swim team.

	"A while, I guess," Donny admitted.  "I mean, all this last summer,
anyway."  He interrupted his oral ministrations and moved up the bed so we
were nearly face to face.  "I was checking you out all summer, especially
when we went to the pool.  Remember how we both finally got naked to shower
after?  I was going crazy trying not to pop a boner looking at you naked.
I wanted to just feel you all over, and your bum really looked so nice.  I
kept hoping you would get hard so I could see how big it got."

	"Wish I'd known," I smiled, pulling Donny into my arms.  "We could
have been doing this all summer long."  We cuddled for a few minutes. And
then I said, "I think it's time that you got naked, too."  Donny smiled and
stood up.  I was then treated to the sight of watching my single best
friend in the entire world, the object of many nighttime jerk sessions,
strip off.  As soon as he revealed his smooth, bare chest, I knew I wanted
to lick and kiss his skin.  Even his bare feet turned me on, as they always
had.  Making no attempt to delay the inevitable, Donny grasped his shorts
and underwear and slid them both down his smooth legs.

	I almost gasped as I saw his four inch cock standing out stiffly
from his middle.  He was, as I'd presumed, every bit as hairless as me.
His balls were pulled up tightly, and looked less wrinkled than mine.  I
wanted them in my mouth.  I wanted to lick and suck on them in the worst --
or maybe the best -- way.

	I remembered Jeremy's advice about doing a 69 for our first time,
so I asked Donny to lay on his back on my bed, instructing him to slide
down so that his legs hung off the end.  I climbed up over him so that our
hard cocks were rubbing together.  I thrust myself a few times, making
Donny moan and giggle at the same time.

	"You wanna suck my dick for real now, Donny?  I'll suck yours,
too." I promised, looking down into his his beautiful face.

	"I... I never did it before," Donny replied, looking deliciously
anxious and virginal.

	"Neither did I before today," I smiled at him.  "But it's pretty
easy.  How about we suck each other at the same time?"  Donny nodded.  I
swung my body around so that my face was right above his wonderful looking
dick.  I looked under myself, making sure my hard cock was hanging right
over Donny's face. "You ready?" I asked.

	"I... I guess so," Donny answered, sounding none too sure.  Before
he could change his mind, I licked my lips and sucked his hard dick into my
mouth.  At the same time I lowered my hips.  Soon I felt his soft lips
around my raging boner, and I hummed my pleasure at receiving my second
blow job that day, and in my whole life.  Donny seemed encouraged by my
expression of pleasure, and stared sliding his lips up and down on me as I
was doing to him.  I moaned even more when he reached up and grabbed onto
my ass cheeks.  For some reason, feeling his hands rubbing my buttocks made
me feel so much more sexy.

	For almost fifteen full minutes Donny and I sucked each other, both
of us moaning and slurping.  I guess it was because I'd already cum twice
that day that I took longer than he did.  After having sucked Trent in the
showers, I needed no warning when Donny approached his climax.  I could
feel his body tense and his cock throb.  Not that he needed any further
stimulation, but I couldn't resist reaching down and playing with his
ridiculously tight balls.  I gently rolled his nuts around as I increased
the suction on his cock.

	Suddenly, I heard Donny sort of whimper around my own dick as his
began squirting his cum into my mouth.  We hadn't even discussed to idea of
pulling out before we came, and I didn't mind at all.  I greedily swallowed
every little drop Donny's balls could give me.  His hips bounced up and
down on the bed as he shot his little load into my mouth.  Like me, he
didn't have much more than an ounce or two to offer, if that much, but it
was plenty for me.

	Once Donny had finished, I swung around.  I started humping my
hips, basically fucking my friend's mouth, desperate to cum for him, and
also for myself.  I was afraid that, after he'd cummed, Donny wouldn't be
so happy to keep sucking me.  I was quickly relieved when I felt Donny's
fingers clench my butt cheeks.  He pulled me down more as he sucked my four
and a half inch cock as deep as he could into his mouth.  His apparent
passion brought me to the brink, and in another few seconds I felt myself
unleashing an admittedly small load into my best friend's mouth.  I simply
didn't have much left, have cum twice so recently.

	I pulled my spent cock out of Donny's sucking lips and flipped onto
my back.  Donny scooted back up so we were sharing a pillow.  I turned and
smiled at him.  He turned and smiled back.

	"So, did you like your first time?" I asked.

	"Dude, that was all kinds of awesome," Donny giggled.  "Now I know
why you looked so happy in the shower with all those guys."

	"Yeah, that was pretty hot," I said.  "But I liked this more."

	"Really?" Donny asked.

	"Totally," I nodded.  "It was so much better with you cause I like
you so much."  I turned onto my side and took Donny into my arms.  "I think
I might even... love you."

	"You said that before.  Whaddya mean, you might love me?" Donny
asked.

	"Whaddya think I mean, jerk?" I teased.  "I mean I think I might
love you.  Like you're my... well, boyfriend, I guess."

	"Awwww," Donny teased me right back.  "Am I your boyfriend,
sweety?"  I quickly jumped on top of him and started tickling every bit of
naked flesh I could reach as he wiggled and tried to push me away.  We
wrestled around for a good ten minutes I think, and predictably both popped
wood from the contact.  Soon we stopped wrestling and began grinding our
hard dicks together.

	"You love me, too, right?" I panted, just then realizing he hadn't
really said so.

	"No," Donny replied, though I could hear the low chuckle in his
voice.  "I just sucked your dick because I miss sucking my thumb."

	"You're suck a dickhead," I growled, mashing myself against him
even harder.

	"So, you're in love with a dickhead," Donny giggled.  "Great
choice, Einstein."

	"Yeah, you're really a bad choice," I agreed, "But you're so
pretty, too." I tilted down and pressed my lips to his.  It was our very
first kiss.  Donny hummed his approval and let his lips part enough for the
tip of my tongue to slide across his teeth.  Soon his tongue popped up
began rubbing against mine.  We kissed each other deeply for several more
minutes while our stiff cocks rubbed together.

	We each ended up cumming two more times that night, though both of
mine were basically dry cums, since I'd already shot off three times that
day.  Donny gave me two more tastes of his, though.  They weren't large by
any standard, but I enjoyed them nonetheless, mostly because they'd dripped
out of my best friend's cock.  I really wished he'd made the JV swim team
and we'd both been initiated together.  I'd have loved to watch him being
stroked and sucked at the same time it was happening to me.

	Then again, I was also happy his first time happened just with me.
I knew we'd have many more sexy moments together.  I couldn't help but
wonder, however, if the JV swim team would mind Donny hanging out in the
pool during our practices, and then maybe showering with us afterwards.

	We cuddled up together, and spent the rest of our waking moments
simply running our hands all over each other's nude bodies.  As I caressed
his smooth, firm butt, I began to wonder if Donny might want to try butt
fucking.  I knew I'd love to do it to him, but also that I'd love to feel
his dick right up in my asshole.  I had the feeling he'd be OK with fucking
me if I gave him the chance, then maybe he'd be willing to turn things
around.  I stored the thought away, and fell asleep happily, feeling
Donny's warm hands stroking my naked body.