Date: Sat, 9 Nov 2013 06:10:33 -0800 (PST)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: When Friends Trust

Being the anniversary of the passing of River Phoenix a few weeks ago I
elected to watch STAND BY ME. I'd forgotten just how damn cute River was at
that age. Any age really. It seemed too that he was nicely endowed, given
the bulge in his jeans as well as his briefs in the leech scene. Of course
he was 16 when it was filmed. In any case it compelled me to write this
story so as you read about Kieran imagine Chris from STAND BY ME. Make no
mistake though. This story isn't about River Phoenix.

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It was going to be the best Labor Day weekend ever. My parents were going
on their annual anniversary trip and for the first time were allowing me to
stay home alone, nobody watching me. PLUS they were letting 3 friends stay
with me. Three of us were 12, almost 13 year olds. In fact I would turn 13
shortly after we went back to school. Kieran was already a teenager.

"I don't know about Kieran being here John," my mother had said to dad for
millionth time. She was very wary of Kieran, based mostly on rumors in our
small rural Pacific Northwest town.

Kieran was my best friend ever and had been since we started 1st grade
together. He wasn't a trouble maker exactly but trouble did seem to find
that boy. His father was a pretty bad alcoholic with a reputation for a
quick and violent temper. Kieran had shown me the results of that temper on
plenty of occasions and my mother had even tended to some of those
results. His older brother Donald was a hoodlum, always in trouble, and
seeming to take after his father. He too picked on Kieran at least a little
bit although when my friend was younger his older brother would often
distract their raging drunken father and take the beating that was intended
for Kieran.

A stocky but definitely not fat and slightly over 13 year old boy, my best
friend had the kind of balls that I wish I'd had. Kieran was cute as the
dickens in my opinion although when we'd had such discussions in the dark
of my bedroom, never his, he'd always insisted that I was far more handsome
than he. Kieran kept his dark blond hair cut short which caused the cowlick
on his forehead to stand straight up. He had beautiful blue eyes and a
small, slightly bobbed nose that got freckles on it during the hot summer
months. He almost always wore 501's and a white t-shirt above his black
Keds and he almost always had a pack of cigarettes rolled up in his t-shirt
sleeve. I have to say that he did tend to look a little like the rest of
the bad-boys crew in our small town.

Kieran was tough as nails and he could fight; god almighty he could
fight. He didn't fight very often because after the 3rd grade everybody
within 4 years of our age group knew better than to fuck with him. He was
strong as an ox, for a boy, and could simply hold another boy into
submission without having to hit him more than once or twice. Never once
did Kieran hit me or even threaten to hit me and plenty of times when we
wrestled he let me win, both of us knowing full well that he could "take
me" anytime and anywhere of his choosing. I would understand later in life
that part of that was due to his sense of honor and fairness but the other
reason was that it gave him a chance to be held and hugged, an extreme
rarity in his young life.

Despite all that, my father saw something in Kieran that other people,
except me, didn't see in him. And, despite his reputation, he never got me
into trouble or even let me participate in things that might get me into
trouble. "You don't wanna be like me Kellen," he had said plenty of
times. "You got a good future ahead of you and I won't let you fuck it up."
As much as I insisted that he too had a good future ahead of him, Kieran
insisted that he didn't.

"Oh I wouldn't worry about Kieran Elizabeth," my father said, giving me a
slight nod. "The boy has never given us a lick of trouble nor has he led
Kellen into any trouble. If anything I would think that having Kieran here
would better than not having him here."

"You always seem to defend him John," my mother said, exasperation audible
in her voice.

"That's because nobody else will dear. Kieran is a boy that wants to do
good but the deck has been stacked against him since he was born.  That he
hasn't turned into a hoodlum like his brother or mean like his father does
say something about his character." I was so grateful for my father's
attitude, insight and support that before they headed out the front door
the hug that I gave him conveyed that message and his return hug told me
got it. My mother, of course, kept offering reminders all the way out to
the car until my father quietly told her that it was enough, that I was
trustworthy and knew what was expected of me. Dad winked at me just before
he ducked into the drivers' seat. I waved at them until they were headed
down our driveway then watched as they turned left onto the highway 200
feet away. Dad laid on the horn and as it died away I turned back toward
the house, a silly grin plastered on my face as I began my first weekend
without any adults guarding me. It was Friday morning and they wouldn't be
back until late Monday afternoon.

I snatched up the phone and called Kieran and got no answer so I knew he
was headed to my house on his bike. Then I called Dean who told me that he
and Slits would leave right away. Slits was a Japanese kid whose name was
Kenji but everyone called him Slits which was weird cuz his eyes weren't
hardly slanted at all. Kenji didn't give a shit. We all called each other a
variety of names most of the time. It was almost a sign of acceptance. I
was frequently called smellen. The only Asians in town, Kenji's family had
lived here forever and grown up with me and Kieran, making us the dynamic
trio. Dean, aka Dean-o or bean-o or both, came on the scene about 4 years
before and made us a foursome.

I went back out on the front porch and sat in the bench swing and
waited. We lived just outside of town, the city limit sign right at the
edge of our property. We lived on a 110 acre farm but didn't have any
animals except my golden lab Buddy, named after Buddy Holly. Part of the
property was open fields and part was woods with a 4 acre lake smack dab in
the middle. It had a small dock, a little row boat and a float in the
center that you could dive off or just lay in the sun.  My friends and I
had fought lots of Indians and pirates and other bad guys on our property,
generally wining of course but sometimes dying.

I must have drifted into that place between sleep and being awake. My brain
registered a faint thumping which turned out to be Buddy's tail wagging and
hitting the porch when Kieran came up the driveway then onto the lawn where
he sat his bike down gently. The thumping got a little louder and I
recognized it for what it was and knew that Kieran had gotten there, seen
that I was asleep, and was more than likely creeping up on me with the plan
of scaring the shit out of me. I heard a faint creak and cracked my eyes
enough to see him moving stealthily up the steps, staying to the side to
avoid the louder creaks that would come from walking up the middle. I saw
him try to signal to Buddy to stop his goddamn tail thumping, which had the
opposite effect.

Kieran hit the top step then turned at the support post and began moving
very slowly alongside the railing until he got almost in front of me. He
turned to face where I was resting in the corner of the swing and brought
his hands up, finger curled, into that typical pose of getting ready to
grab, or in this case, scare someone. That's when I sprung.

I jumped up, my own hands shooting forward and screamed, "Hhrrraaahhh," at
him. Needless to say Buddy jumped up, startled, but Kieran really
jumped. His eyes shot open and he literally grabbed his chest as if to
protect himself as he banged back into the railing.

"Gotcha," I yelled, laughing my ass off. It took him a second to realize he
wasn't going to die then he grabbed for me.

"You fucker." I dodged him and headed for the steps, felt him snag my shirt
then lose his grip. I leapt the 4 steps, hit the lawn and stumbled slightly
but got my balance and starting to run. I made it about a half dozen steps
before Kieran tackled me and we rolled in the grass. As I said, my friend
was way stronger than puny little me but I could put up a fight, and fight
I did. We wrestled and rolled on the grass, both of us laughing but Kieran
swearing he was going to murder me, which was only a threat.  He had me
face down at first and I could feel the bulge of his cock pushing against
my butt.

"Quit trying to fuck me up the butt you homo," I said laughing.  Kieran
rolled with me, maneuvering me onto my back.

"I want to look in your eyes when I fuck you queer boy," he said. It was a
pretty typical dialog. Kieran trapped me on my back, straddling one of my
legs and laying his body against mine.  I could feel his cock pressed
against my thigh, the knee of his other leg pressing against my cock. He
wanted to trap my hands and I didn't want him too of course so I fought
like hell. "Quit fighting me you know you want it," he said as we
struggled.

"I want a man not a little boy," I retorted.

"I'll give you a man cock."

"Only in your dreams pencil dick."

Now mind you, I hadn't seen Kieran's cock since we were like 10 or
something, and he hadn't seen mine either. We used to piss side by side out
in the woods, our jeans and underwear down to our knees. We'd had our share
of boner sword fights or pushing our cocks and balls between our legs to
make it look like we had a pussy but that was it, and all that sort of
petered out, you should pardon the expression, before we turned 11. Sure,
we still pissed side by side but we both were sort of careful to keep our
cocks hidden from view.

"Shake it more than twice and you're playing with it," was a common
comment. Kieran always retorted that it took more effort to clear his pipe
than under developed twerps.

We both knew that the other had started puberty because we'd shared that
with each other but talking was where the sharing ended. I'd be a liar if I
said I hadn't wanted to see what my friend looked like down there, knowing
that he was bigger than me but wondering about how much. I'd noticed the
growing bulge in Kieran's jeans over the past year and I'd seen him in his
briefs before we climbed into bed when he stayed the night at my
house. That was it but it was enough to get my curiosity up.

As we continued to struggle I started to get a boner and what's more, I
could tell that Kieran was hard too. That was something else that seemed to
be happening more often, both of us getting boners when we wrestled. The
thing was, that we each knew it but never said anything. Sometimes one of
us would call off the wrestle and roll away from the other one, lying on
our belly to hide our traitorous cock. Sometimes we wouldn't move right
away, staying there a little longer to revel in the feelings of having
pressure on our boner that wasn't of our own doing. There was a mutual
understanding that it felt really good so why not enjoy it a little
longer. Besides, I like being held by Kieran. Mine wasn't a real huggy
family and like Kieran, I needed that physical affection.

So there we were; our faces no more than 6 inches apart, and all of a
sudden the struggling stopped. We stood stock still, staring into each
other's eyes, letting our gaze roam over the others' face before returning
to the eyes. My cock was throbbing hard and I could almost feel Kieran's
heartbeat through his. My heart was pounding and so was his. We lay there
for a good 30 seconds without moving a muscle other than our eyes.

"You're really hard," he whispered.

"So are you," I said just as softly.

"You reckon it makes us queer?"

"Don't think so. I don't feel queer, do you?" Kieran shook his head and
still we didn't move.

"You're lips are so hot looking Kellen," he said, "Sometimes I feel like
kissing them."

"Then why don't you," I challenged.

"Because I'm scared." Kieran had never admitted being afraid of anything or
had he ever given any indication that he was afraid of anything and that
included his asshole father.

"Of what," I asked as I gently pushed my hips up, putting more pressure on
my raging hard on. As he pushed his cock harder against my thigh in
response he whispered,

"Of what might happen."

I knew what he meant. We both knew that sometimes boys did sexy stuff with
each other like jacking each other or sucking each other's cocks and
stuff. We never talked about it of course but we knew it. I knew what it
was like for me when I was caught up in a fever of horniness, when my dick
was so fucking hard that it hurt and I was sure that I would do almost
anything sexual if someone asked or challenged me to. I had never really
thought about sucking a cock, but right then, with Kieran, if he had asked
me to I would have done it in a hot second and I knew he was feeling the
same thing.

"Fuck, I wanna cum, really bad," he whispered.

"Me too," was barely past my lips when Buddy started barking and took
off. Looking over we could see Dean and Kenji pedaling their way up the
driveway.

"Here come the dweebs," Kieran said and rolled off of me. He was on his
back and I could easily see his boner in his jeans. He looked huge, way
bigger than me. Kieran looked at the front of my jeans too and needless to
say I didn't try to hide my own hard cock. Then he shocked me,

"Maybe this weekend." Kieran scrambled to his feet then reached a hand down
to me and when I grasped it he braced a foot against mine and pulled me up
with enough force that I went into his arms. Our faces were even closer
then.

"I meant what I said Kellen," he said in a whisper, his voice deeper than
usual. Then, just as quickly, he separated and started walking toward where
our friends would drop their bikes. I guess I hadn't really noticed it
before but as my friend walked away from me I noticed that he had a really
nice butt. We wore jeans that actually fit back then and Kieran's cupped
his ass really nicely.

"Hey, what's up 2 K's," Kenji asked as we closed the gap. 2 K's was a
common greeting from many people who knew us if they saw us together, which
was much of the time. When Kenji was with us a few people called us triple
K or K squared.

"Nothing, just waiting for some dorks to come by," Kieran said, "Looks like
the wait is over." Dean shot a couple of barbs that were pretty ineffective
and easily countered by Kieran.

Dean was the youngest and the smallest among us. At 12½ he was under 5
feet tall, his black hair trimmed even shorter than Kieran's. Dean had a
great smile on his slightly rounded face, and freckles across his nose all
year around. While the rest of us were slender, Dean was slightly chubby;
but only slightly.

Kenji was as tall as me, slender and kind of a brown toned skin. Not real
brown, but kind of. Kenji had pitch black hair that he wore long on top and
parted in the middle but still above his ears. He had enormous dark eyes
that were, as I said before, barely slanted. My mom called them oval. He
had a tiny little mole at the base of his nose up by the bridge of it but
like the rest of us, his skin was perfect. I figured that might last
another year then we'd all be plagued by zits.

I thought that Kenji was really cute, almost pretty. Kieran and I had
talked about it and felt that he was almost pretty enough to be a girl. Of
course we never said anything to Slits about that. Sometimes he acted kind
of girlish too, soft like but after meeting his parents I could see how
that might happen. They were both very gentle people, soft spoken and so
polite that I almost felt like they were servants or something. Kenji
wasn't that bad but still.

They all grabbed their backpacks and we tromped into the house and upstairs
to my bedroom where everything was dumped without ceremony.

"Now what," Dean asked. I shrugged my shoulders. Kieran said he was getting
kind of hungry so we went back downstairs to the kitchen.

"My mom made some tuna and some egg salad and we got baloney and stuff," I
told them. I went on to say that mom had made a couple of casseroles for
dinner so all I had to do was put it in the oven plus there was spaghetti
sauce in the freezer.  She had also made some rice crispy treats and a
couple different kinds of cookies.

"Well shit, we're set," Dean said and got a round of agreement. "Now all we
gotta do is figure out what we want to do. Slits commented on how hot it
was and maybe we could hang out in the woods where it would be much cooler.

"Could go swimming," Kieran added.

"I didn't bring a swim suit," Dean said.

"Don't need one Dean-o," Kieran said. "Just wear underwear or go skinny
dipping."

"I'm not going naked," Dean said, seemingly outraged at the idea. How it
was that we'd never gone skinny dipping I don't know. I had done it by
myself, finding it fun and daring. In fact I'd gone naked in the woods
before and of course it made me get a boner. When I'd discovered jacking
off some 5 or 6 months before, I did that out there too, feeling really
sexy from it.

"Why, you afraid to show your teeny weenie," Slits asked. Of course Dean
denied that. We went about making and eating sandwiches then headed out to
the lake. We joked and ribbed each other, did a little pushing and shoving
but it mostly just good friends talking about stuff. Part of the discussion
was about how cool it was that we were on our own without any supervision
and could do pretty much what we wanted.

"We could go naked all day if we wanted," Dean observed with a grin.

"What the hell bean-o," Kieran said, "ten minutes ago you were worried
about skinny dipping for Christ's sake."

"I'm just sayin," Dean retorted. A few minutes later Buddy flushed some
quail which was fun. Another 5 minutes and we came out of the woods and
stood gazing out at the lake. Kieran commented on how beautiful it was and
he was right, it was. He said we should camp out here one night and
everybody said that would be cool.

"Well, for now, I want to cool off," he said and kicked off his Keds. The
rest of us did the same and a minute later we were 4 boys in briefs.

"What the fuck Kieran you got a potato in your underwear?" This from Dean
and of course the rest of us looked. He did fill them out, mostly at the
bottom though, below the fly hole. When he moved it wagged around. Mine
didn't and neither did Dean's or Kenji's. Amazingly enough we had never
been in this position before. We didn't have PE class, we didn't have a
community pool, and any other times that we had gone swimming we wore
suits. So we took a minute to look.

Clearly Kieran looked the biggest and Dean seemed to be the smallest. Kenji
and I fell somewhere in between. Kieran was the first to break it and ran
to the dock, out to the end and dove in. I was right behind him and noticed
how his underwear fit his butt too. Dean and Slits must have been right
behind me because we all bobbed to the surface close to each other. Kieran
suggested swimming to the dock which was about a hundred feet away so we
did, climbing onto it a couple minutes later. When Kieran stood up his
briefs were pulled down and I got a quick glimpse of a neat little patch of
hair which sort of surprised me. I had some hairs but they weren't a lot
but here was my best friend with a nest of the stuff. Now I really wanted
to see inside his underwear.

"Goddamn wood is hot," Dean said. I told them to scoop water onto it to
cool it down so that's what we did then lay down randomly. I glanced over
and saw that the crotch of Kenji's briefs was sagging and I could see a
small bit of his balls. I was lying next to Kieran, naturally, and after
minute felt the float move and glanced over to see him roll onto his side
and face me.

"You got the balls to skinny dip," he whispered. He had his fingers in the
waistband of his brief, clearly ready to go. I nodded my head and Kieran
slipped his briefs down, lifting his hip up to get them down. I quickly did
the same then we just stayed there for some seconds and I realized that
Kieran wanted to see what I looked like too. I almost stared at him. He did
have a nest of hair there and his cock and balls were hanging down onto his
thigh and compared to me he really was huge, his balls looked pretty big
too but didn't have any hair on them. I thought his cock was beautiful then
wondered why I even thought that.

"Cool," he whispered, staring at my stuff as much as I was staring at his.

"Yeah," I whispered back. Kieran reached down and took hold of his stuff
and cupped it, holding it up off his body and kind of displaying for me. He
watched to see my reaction which was to mimic his. I encircled my cock and
balls with a thumb and finger holding it up for him. Kieran grinned. Then
he stroked himself a couple times, not really trying to get a boner, at
least I didn't think so. Before I could do anything he held up his
underwear, pointed to our 2 friends then mimed putting them on his face. I
got it and nodded my head.

Very carefully and slowly Kieran started to get up and I followed suit. We
didn't want to get the float to moving and give us up. When he stood,
Kieran faced our 2 friends and got a full on shot of his naked
butt. Goddamn. He looked over at me, looked at my stuff then pointed to
Slits because he was closest to me.  We slipped up closer, slowly. The
float was pretty big, large enough to park a couple of cars on, so it
didn't move as much as a smaller one would. Kieran held his briefs out so
they weren't crumpled and I did the same then we tossed them together.

Naturally Kieran's toss was perfect and blanketed Dean's face while mine
hit about nose level and draped down over Kenji's mouth. "What the fuck,"
Dean cried out as both boys sat bolt upright while Kieran laughed his ass
off, as did I. Kenji saw that we were naked and grinned then quickly peeled
his briefs off and tossed them at us as he got up and charged. Kieran and I
both dove into the water. I no sooner surfaced and gulped air when I was
bumped then my cock and balls cupped. The hand didn't try and grip me only
sort of cupped and played with my stuff for a few seconds.

"Got ya fucker," Slits said as his head bobbed up next to mine. Then Slits
uttered an oomph and Kieran's head broke the surface next to us.

"And I got you," he said. I really wanted to grab somebody but it would
have been weird at that point. We all looked toward the float to see Dean
standing there still in his underwear.

"You guys feeling each other's dicks or what?" We laughed and swam to float
and climbed aboard then, without shame or guilt, took the time to check
each other out. Of course the cold lake had shrunk everything up some but
still. Since I'd seen Kieran I focused on Kenji, noticing that he was a
little bigger than me but still smaller than Kieran. He had some hairs but
they seemed to be sticking straight and his dick didn't have a head on it.

"What happened to your dick Slits," I asked.

"He's uncircumcised," Dean said, "Show him Slits." Kenji took his cock in a
thumb and finger and pulled down and the skin came back, revealing his cock
head. I had no clue. "It's great for jacking off," Dean offered which
caused me to wonder how he would know that. He must have figured out I was
gonna ask because he moved straight to Kieran

"Fuck you got a big dick Kieran," the younger boy said. "Quite a bush too,
he added.  Indeed, standing up, his stuff was hanging and the warmth of the
sun was quickly allowing stuff to hang further, on all of us, except Dean
of course.

"You gonna drop em bean-o or are we gonna take them off ya," Kieran
said. Dean stripped and revealed that he was still overall, the smallest of
the group. His pecker and his balls were totally without hair and were
pretty small.

"Don't sweat it Dean-o, it'll grow," Kieran said.

"You squirt sperm," Kieran asked Dean, who shook his head and said not yet
but he practiced every day.

"Yeah me too," Kieran said. I was a little surprised at this
admission. Sure, we had talked a little about it, about shooting sperm out,
but that was it. This weekend was shaping up to be very educational.

"How often," slits asked.

"Every goddamned day," my best friend admitted then flopped down on his
back to lie in the sun.

"So do I," Slits said, "or almost anyhow." He flopped down as well. I
followed suit as did Dean who asked how often I "did it". I said
practically every day. He wanted to know if I shot sperm and I said I did.

"Damn it," he said, almost under his breath. Dean hated being behind
everybody at everything, which he generally was. Except in school; he was a
fucking whiz.

"How come you got that skin Slits?" Kieran asked the question. Kenji
explained it was called a foreskin and in America the doctors cut it off of
boys at birth. In Japan everybody had their skin and of course I wanted to
know how he knew that. He explained public baths and how men and boys often
took baths together, which I thought was weird but he explained why.

"Fuck I think I'd get a boner or something," I said and Kenji said that
sometimes little boys did but generally not because it was no big
deal. Kieran asked if it made a difference when he beat off and Slits said
he didn't know because he'd always had his foreskin.

"It sure makes the head slippery though so yeah, I guess it would make it
better."

"Yeah, and..." Dean started to say then stopped.

"What were you gonna say Beano," Kieran asked.

"Nothing."

"Come on, sure you were," Kieran persisted and again Dean declined to
answer. I propped up on an elbow to look over at Dean who was sharing a
look with Kenji.

"What," I asked. I was busy looking at Kenji's balls hanging between his
legs and I do mean hanging. I'd seen mine like that when I propped my big
dresser mirror against my bedroom door then lay down with my legs facing
it. My balls didn't hang like Kenji's though. I glanced at Kieran who was
lying next to me and saw that his were hanging too, only bigger and
lower. I wondered then how much sperm those big nuts made which totally
distracted me from my train of thought.

"What, are you guys blow buddies or something," Kieran asked still laying
there with an arm draped across his eyes. I looked back at Slits and Dean
and could see that they shared a secret that they didn't want to tell us
about. So I asked again.

"Dean I jacked off together a couple times," Slits finally said. "But it
was no big deal, right?" Kieran propped up on an elbow to look at our
friends.

"Well you don't say," he said with a grin. "And if you say it wasn't a big
deal then it damn sure was." He looked at me and winked.

"You ever jack off with another boy Kellen," he asked me even though he
knew I hadn't because if I had, it would have been with him. I shook my
head and said never. "Me either," he said. "You ever jack off out here?"

"Yeah, and in the woods too," I admitted, wondering and hoping this was
going to lead somewhere.

"We could jack off here, on the float," Dean said. Kieran pointed out that
Dean wasn't making sperm yet and Dean said that didn't stop him from having
really good feelings, especially at the end. The first time I jacked off I
got sperm so I had no idea that a boy could actually cum without making
sperm.

"I guess we could," Kieran said, still lying on his back, eyes covered and
not making any attempt to go through with it. My heart started beating
faster; I was ready to do something sexy. I looked over at Dean and saw
that his hand was at his crotch, cupping on his stuff. Next to him Kenji
reached between his legs and scratched his balls then flipped his soft dick
back and forth a couple of times. I felt my dick start to thicken and while
I wanted it to I didn't want to be the first one. Dean saved me.

"Fuck I'm getting a boner," the younger boy said. Kieran said it was no
wonder considering how Dean had been fiddling with it. I looked over and
sure enough Dean's little pecker was at full stand. It still wasn't very
big. Slits looked beside him at Dean and began playing with his own
dick. Kieran rolled to face me and looked at Dean and Kenji then at my dick
and saw that I was getting a boner too. I had rolled on my side to prop up
and look over at the other two who were busy looking at each other.

"Nice stinger Kellen," my best friend said then reached out and grasped
onto my hardening cock. I thought I would faint from the feelings. Kieran's
cock was growing rapidly as well so I did the same, wrapping my fingers
around him. It was weird; hard and yet soft feeling and really warm. I
loved how it felt in my hand. I felt him up a little and Kieran
sighed. "Feels good Kellen," he said so softly that I barely heard him.

We let go of each other and I was again amazed at how big his cock was. The
thing had to be at least 6 inches or longer and it was kind of thick,
unlike mine. Together we moved closer to Slits and Dean to check them
out. Slits was totally hard too, somewhat bigger than my 5 inches-I knew
that cuz I'd measure a few days before- but definitely smaller than
Kieran. He was slowly stroking his boner, moving that loose skin back and
forth over the head. It did look pretty cool and made me wish I still had
mine. Slits balls seemed to hang really low, lower even than Kieran's it
seemed like. Mine hung too but not like that.

"Fuck I wanna cum," Dean announced.

"That's what we're here for," Kieran said flopping onto his back again and
began stroking his cock. I did the same thing only propped on an elbow
because I wanted to watch the others. It was completely the hottest thing
I'd ever done. Watching 3 other boys jack off was amazing to me and I knew
I'd squirt pretty quickly, but again, I didn't want to be first.

I watched Kieran tug on his balls a little bit as he stroked. Slits did the
same thing while Dean cupped his small sac. I did too so figured out I
wasn't the only one. Mostly though I watched my best friend and realized
how much I'd wanted to do this with Kieran, to share such an intimate
moment with him. I knew I loved him, like a brother. He meant the world to
me and I knew that Kieran felt the same way; we just hadn't really said it.

"I'm cumming," Dean blurted out so we all stopped for a second to watch
him. His hand was a blur on his little boner as he moaned and said oh fuck
or oh shit. I swear his body sort of shook and vibrated and it made me
think about all the good feelings I'd missed out by not knowing about this
stuff.

I glanced back at Kieran, saw that my friend was totally up in a fog of
hotness, tugging and playing with his balls as he stroked his fat cock. His
breathing was coming faster then all of a sudden he raised his head, slowed
his stroke and said, "Oh fuck." Everybody else watched too and a second
later a stream of sperm shot out and landed just above his flat little
belly button, the tail end of it draping down over his thumb. It was
followed by a second stream that didn't go as far but was still pretty
close to the first one.

"Fuck oh dear," Dean said, "That's a lot of jizz Kieran." Indeed. My friend
continued to jack off and sperm continue to come out although it didn't fly
it just sort of oozed out, down over his thumb and into his hairs. He
finally stopped and just panted, his hand moving lightly on his cock and
his freshly drained balls.

I worked my cock with more enthusiasm and announced I was going to cum. I
slowed way down and we watched then all of a sudden a fat drop spit out of
my piss slit and I do mean spit. Once second nothing was there and the next
second the drop was on my belly. I guess that happened when a boy was newly
sperming and there wasn't a lot of sperm in his shot. Dean would tell me
later that the same thing happened to him when he was new to
sperming. Kieran said he'd been shooting for so long he forgot if his ever
did that or not.

Slits was the only one left and we watched him work his cock, sliding the
skin back and forth over the head so fast that you never really even got to
see the head. He finally slowed down to almost a stop with the skin pulled
back so we saw his cock head which was really red. His sperm shot out too,
a small stream landing right around his belly button but after that first
one it was only dribbling cum. He kept on for a little while after wards,
hoping for more intense feelings I'd bet, before finally stopping.

"Fuck you guys that was fun. Are we gonna do it some more over the
weekend?" This from Dean.

"What Dean, ya wanna make a date or something," Kieran asked although he
wasn't mean about it.

"Just askin," the younger boy said rather defensively. Kieran shrugged his
shoulders and stood up, the cum running down his body although slowly.

"That is a lot of sperm," Slits said. Half hard my friend just plain looked
awesome and I had a quick thought about wanting to handle his cock some
more and maybe even do more stuff, like even sucking each other. Again, I
wondered where the hell that came from but didn't really give it much
thought.

"I need to clean this stuff off," he said and turned to dive in the water.

"Jesus what a nice ass he has," Kenji said just as Kieran dove. I looked at
Slits and he shrugged his shoulder. "Well, doesn't he?" I nodded my head,
surprised that I wasn't the only one who had those thoughts. I stood and
dove in after Kieran and when I surfaced next to him saw that Slits had
dived in off the other side of the float while Dean just stayed there since
he didn't have anything to clean off. We moved back toward the float and as
we got alongside could see Slits climbing up the ladder on the other side.

The float sits on 55 gallon drums, six of them and you can swim under the
float because there isn't anything connecting them together. Also the float
deck is easily 10 inches or more above the water and there are ladders at 2
opposite corners. As we got alongside Kieran stopped and we treaded water
out of view of the other 2 boys. He leaned in and kissed me on the mouth,
backed off to see my reaction then did it again but kept his mouth against
mine.

"I really liked that Kellen, kissing you and jacking off with you and
feeling your cock. I really want to do it again and maybe even some other
stuff." His head was next to mine, close to my ear, and he spoke very
softly. He backed away and I nodded my head and said me too, also very
quietly. He nodded his head then swam under the float to the other side and
grasped on to the ladder while I went to the ladder that was closest to
me. As soon as I got on the float I lay on my belly to hide the raging
boner I'd gotten in the water. Kieran did the same but since both Kenji and
Dean were lying face down too it didn't really matter.

I lay there thinking about what my friend had said and about doing more
stuff. I figured that cock sucking constituted more stuff and fucking would
probably fall into that category too. I was more than willing to try the
cock sucking but wasn't all that sure about fucking. Actually I was sure
that I didn't want Kieran to try and put that fat cock of his up my butt,
or Slits either for that matter. Dean might be okay but even that was
something to consider. My cock was stone hard as I thought about it so
forced myself to think about something else.

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