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I guess the beginning was the summer between 7th and 8th grades, 14 years old and bored to tears. Bob and his brother Bill invited some of the neighborhood guys over for a campout behind their house. Eight of us ended up camping out about 100 yards from his house. It might as well have been 100 miles. Just before dark, we set up 5 tents in a semi-circle facing away from the house and built a fire in front of them. We had all eaten hamburgers Bob’s dad grilled so we sat around the fire talking teenage guy trash. We all lied about have far we had gotten with the girls we knew and how good they were in bed, like a group of 13- and 14-year-old virgins will talk. As it got darker, we got out our flashlights and Bob went into his tent and pulled out a stack or wrinkled dog-eared Penthouses and Playboys. He passed them out around the campfire and said, “this is what real women look like.” Of course, we all became absorbed in the pictorials and everyone was rubbing his zipper as inconspicuously as he could. Of we all noticed everyone was getting hard and trying to hide it. I was sitting beside Bob and bumped his shoulder “look at Bill over there.” Bill was sitting almost cross-legged leaning away from everyone attempting to hide his erection. Bob said looked down at his own lap and said, “the hell with this pretending.” He stood up, unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard dick. “That feels so much better” he said. I said, “I bet it does.” and pulled out my hardening dick. Within the next 5 minutes there were 6 hard dicks sticking up in the air. Our younger brothers just got up and left us. No one was what you call “hung”, but we had gotten our “growth spurt” so we all had 5- or 6-inch dicks poking out and we were stroking like young boys do, fast and furious. It was like a race to see who could cum first. Bob said, “cum in the fire that way we won’t step in or sit on it.” Within the next hour we had all watched each other stroke to at least 2 orgasms each, each load spurting in the glowing coals of the fire in front of us. We had to use our flashlights to see the pictures in front of us because no one had left the semicircle to get more firewood. I was still sitting beside Bob on an ice chest and My curiosity got the best of me. I reached over and grabbed his stiff dick with my left hand as I held my own in my right. Bob jumped a bit and looked over at me. It is hard to explain what the first dick you hold other than your own feels like. It was hard and stiff with a soft outside and felt so foreign in my hand. I slowly slid my hand up his shaft and back down, not wanting to draw any attention to what I was doing. After I made a couple strokes, Bob reached over and lightly rubbed my throbbing dick. He looked around the fire and there were only 2 other guys still sitting there. Their eyes were glued to Bob and I holding each other’s dicks. I just said “well, what about it?” One replied, “We have been doing that for about ten minutes,” and laughed out loud. We were so caught up in our own little play we never even noticed them. We all four stroked our buddy off one more time into the fire and Bob decided it was time to go the tents before someone “got in trouble”. He and I were sharing a tent as were our brothers. We had set our tent up about 20 feet away from everyone else’s to be on a pile of pine straw. We put out dicks away, grabbed a couple drinks out of the ice chest and walked over to the tent.

Once we got inside it only took a moment or two for us to start sweating so we stripped to our underwear. We both still had semi hard dicks and they were leaving wet spots where the tips touched the fabric. We laid on top of our sleeping bags looking at the top of the tent drinking our Cokes. We talked about what we had done by the fire and would any of the guys go off and start talking about it. We decided that since we were all involved, we were safe because nobody would tell on themself. After a few minutes we were back to playing with the others dick. We were enjoying the feeling of a strange hand stroking us. Asking one another how this felt or that felt, trying to whisper so no one else heard us. It wasn’t long before my curiosity raised its head again, “Ever wonder how it feels to have your dick sucked. Does it feel like fucking”? Bob sat up and said, “I never thought about that, I guess it might.” “Wanna try it” “I guess so, you suck me first, then I ‘ll suck you” “No way, you will chicken out, we’ll suck at the same time” “Okay but don’t you cum in my mouth, that would be queer. Deal?” “Deal.” And so, without knowing we did our first “69” right there on the sleeping bags. We came on our shorts we had taken off early. Once we finished, we both rolled over and finished our Cokes. Bob went to sleep but I laid there thinking about what we had done. I could not go to sleep for thinking about it. I wondered if that was what fucking felt like. I laid there until my bladder made me get up and go outside to pee. When I came back in the tent Bob had woken up. He asked what I was doing, and I told him I went to pee. He laughed,” So, you just had to play with dick again. Here play with mine.” And he rolled over to show me his dick, stiff again. I crawled in the tent and started sucking him. He asked me if I liked sucking his dick, between sucks I told it was okay but was better when he was sucking me. He asked if he sucked good, I told I thought so, did I? He did not say a word, he just came in my mouth. Since we had been playing all night there was not much. I had never tasted cum before and was surprised that it was a bit salty. I did not even think to spit I just swallowed. I lifted my head and told him “now you owe me one. He said he was not letting me cum in his mouth. I told him that I did not want to cum in his mouth, I wanted to fuck his butt. He said,” I would rather you came in my mouth.” I told him the choice was his and pulled my now throbbing dick out and he got started; I could not help myself and soon was fucking his mouth. He was trying to get away from it but held his head as I spurted what little cum I had left in mouth. When I finished, I rolled over and went straight to sleep. A couple of days later, I was back over at Bob’s house. The house had a half-finished basement on the back side, and they had stored unused furniture in it There was a mud rom in the corner and a couple of deep side-by-side sinks the door. There were a couple of old couches and bedframes and such. We had set up what you would call a guy cave down there and that was where Bob kept his magazine stash. And that is where we were and that is what we were looking at, naked girls. Since it was just the two of us, we were not shy about getting our dicks out and stroking them in front of each other. We would stroke over by the sinks so we could get rid of the evidence, like no one would notice how clean those sinks stayed. After our first cum, we would cum 2 or 3 times during those sessions, Bob asked me about the butt fucking. Was I serious, would it hurt, had I tried it before? I told him I was serious, it might hurt but I had not tried it, yet. He said that morning while in the shower he had soaped up his finger and slid it in his butt. He said his dick was already hard when he did it and that it did not hurt. He said he came with his finger up his butt and he came harder than ever before. I was amazed, I asked if he wanted to try it right there on the couch. He said he would, but we would need to careful and quiet. he said we could hear anyone coming down the stairs that way. We both looked around to make sure we were alone and then got undressed. Neither of really knew hat we were doing so Bob just bent over the arm of one of the couches and said put it in. I do not have to tell you I was hard as a brick, so I stepped up and attempted to drive my hard-dry dick into his tight virgin ass. Of course, it would not go, and it was hurting both us. After a couple tries, he said stop, let me try you. I bent of the arm of couch and he proceeded to ty plow my ass with the same results. Neither of us was able to get the head in. Since we were both so horned up, we sucked each other off, spitting into the sinks. When we finished, I left to go home. Later that night, just before I went to bed, I grabbed a magazine out of the closet and slipped it under my twin bed. I had a reading light on the nightstand and look through my magazines later in the evening after my brother, Tom, got to sleep. We shared a bedroom and I did not want him to know I was across the room stroking my seemingly insatiable dick. I got in the bed and laid there while things got quiet. I reached over and turned my reading light on and glanced over at my brother’s side of the room. H is back was to me and he appeared to be asleep. I reached down and pulled the magazine out. I had been “reading” for about 5 minutes when suddenly the room light came on. And was my younger brother standing beside my bed with a hard dick in his hand. He began, “I know what you are doing, especially after other night at the campout. Bill and I went back into the bushes and watched al of you. I saw you and Bob jacking each other off in the fire.” “I tried to get Bill to do it with me; but he was scared we’d get caught. I want you to do it with me since I already caught you. And I want to do whatever you and Bob were doing in the tent too.” “What do you think we are doing in the tent?” I asked. “What if I told you Bob sucked my dick? What if told I fucked Bob’s ass? Is that what you want to do?” “Well, if he did, it was because you sucked him, and he fucked you!” He replied, “I heard all the groaning and grunting you two did. I jacked off just listening to you.” “Are you sure you didn’t peek in the tent?” I asked. “I did not have to I because I could hear you talking. That is why I hung around, all that talk about sucking and fucking” Now he had a tiny dick at this point in life ad I had a full-size dick, nothing monster sized, but an adult dick. And I knew it would hurt to stick my dick in his ass, but his little dick might slip right into mine. I told that. He decided we would just stroke and suck that night. A couple of days later Tom said we nee to go the barn and kill some rats while it is raining. He said, “Grab you BB gun and let’s go” So, I went to the closet and grabbed my BB gun and decided to grab a couple magazines while I was there. And out the back door we went to the old barn behind the house. The barn was slowly collapsing but we spent a lot time up in the hay loft. We climbed up there and I pulled the magazines out of pants and said” Just in case we don’t see any rats.” That was all the rat hunting for that day. We got hard in a minute. We were naked in just a couple of minutes pulling on our peckers. We stroked each other and did a bit of sucking even though Tom did not like when I shoved mine deep into his mouth. Tom split my dick out and said, “let’s try fucking, there is no one around to hear or catch us.” I told we could try it, but it might hurt. He decided e should fuck me first since he had a little dick. Then I could fuck him. I finally agreed to his terms and just before I bent over to take his dick, I spit on the head and guided I to my asshole. He gave it a might shove and it did not quite go in. I t hurt but I told spit on it again and try it once more. He did and I placed at the entrance. He shoved in hard as I shoved back, and it popped into my ass. He stood as still a statue, “I’m in. I can’t believe I’m In.”

I told he was in and he had better do what he was going to do because it was uncomfortable. He slid back a little and then shoved back in slowly. “I’m fucking, I’m fucking you, this feels great.” Two more strokes and I felt his dick start to spurt, he was Cumming. He came 7 or 8 squirts before he stopped. He was trying to keep it inside me but one he came it shrank like a balloon losing air. Soon it popped out. I took a couple of steps and felt his cum leaking out of my ass. It was hot and slick. I told him, “bend over that haybale while you are still on top of the world. It is my turn now.” He bent over haybale and grabbed his cock. He said,” look how hard you got getting fucked, I am going see If I can cum while you fuck me,” I spit on my dick and put against his ass, no luck, he was struggling and fussing the whole time. I remembered how hot and slick his cum was and wiped it on ton fingers and coated my dick with it. I lined back up and told him to push back against me. He started pushing back and shoved my throbbing dick into his tight ass. Balls deep on the first stroke. He screamed, he struggled, and I came on the second stroke. Once I came, I stroked it in and out of his ass slowly. His ass was so tight, it kept my dick hard and my cum had lubed him up. He told me it did not hurt as bad and I began to fuck him. He kept telling me to stop and to quit. But I did not listen, I punished his ass for a good 10 minutes and I came again. Once I popped out, he told me it was not fair that I came twice. I bet over and told get him some more if he wanted it. He mounted up with much less trouble the second time and fucked me again for about 5 minutes and then came. It was uncomfortable but it did not hurt. About a week later, Tom and I decided we have some luck hunting rats in the barn. I will always remember the Summer of the Rat Hunts.

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