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My name’s Jacob. Everyone in this story is 18.
On my walk home from Jonathan’s house, I was overwhelmed by how horny the events of the day had made me. Looking down, I saw I was now sporting a somewhat obvious boner tent. I attempted to discreetly tuck my little guy into my waistband and, though the walk was only five minutes at a snail’s pace, I decided to take the alley so as to avoid running into anyone.
The sun was setting and the alley behind my street was completely empty. Still incredibly aroused, an idea came to me, the kind that only comes to boys overcome with hormones (horniness). I turned towards one of my neighbors fences, one that was shrouded in greenery, and pulled my rock hard five-incher out, beginning to stroke rapidly. I thought about how my childhood friend had now seen me grown up, totally naked on his bed with my dick hardening before his eyes. How he now had photos of me naked head-to-toe. How he said he would be jerking off to them. How he could be doing that right now, stroking his dick at the same time that I was. With this last thought, my knees bent and I left my neighbor’s shrubbery covered in cum.
Thank God no one drove by.
The next couple of days at school were mundane. I decided against telling Dom or Holden about what I had done (or planned to continue to do) with Jonathan and Jay. A) Why would I? And B) They were certainly nonjudgemental, but hell, I didn’t even know what I was doing. How could I expect them to understand?
On Tuesday at lunch time, I ran into Jonathan in the hallway and he asked me if I wanted to come over after school for another sketching session. He said he and Jay usually hung at his place after band practice and that his mom worked late. Was Jay going to be sitting in on this session? Eh, what did it matter? Jay’s literally already seen me cum, I thought. I agreed without asking for clarification.
An hour or so after school had ended, Jonathan texted me that they were at his place and I headed over immediately. Jay answered the door for me when I arrived and guided me to the den where they were hanging out. “Jonathan’s in the bathroom.”
Not one minute later, Jonathan entered the den post-pee with his dick hanging out of the fly of his pants as a joke. I hadn’t seen his wiener since I caught a fleeting glimpse of it at the party. It was, in fact, bigger than mine. Not huge, but girthier than you might expect from a a skinnier guy like Jonathan.
“Oh, put it away for once!” Jay said with a disgusted laugh.
I chuckled along with Jay before realizing that I was probably staring a little too much. I met Jonathan’s eyes to see that he had definitely noticed this. “What? Not like Jake’s going to be wearing clothes for too much longer anyway. Plus, we’ve all got one!” With that he, undid the button pornhub on his pants and let them fall to the floor. More to me than to Jay, he then said, “Like what you see?”
My face was likely fire-engine red and I suddenly felt very self-conscious. What was I doing here? DID I like what I saw? As he pulled his pants back up and continued his conversation with Jay about their band director that I assume had started prior to my arrival, I reassured myself with the knowledge that Jonathan had admitted he was going to jerk off to naked pics of me. There was no way for him to accuse ME of being the perv, here. And Jay had me suck his dick and we jerked each other off, so… if I WAS a perv, I was in good company. Still, I was feeling more nervous than I had been prior.
Not too much later, Jay got up to leave, saying he needed to go home and study for a Spanish test. Guess he wasn’t going to be sitting in while I posed for Jonathan. As Jonathan closed the door behind him, he turned to me and said, “All right, want to get started?”
“Sure,” I replied, but I was still feeling more timid as we headed to his bedroom. I was too in-my-own-head about the whole thing now. About exploring my body and things that turned me on with all of these guys in my town, a few of whom could now show pictures of my dick to whoever they wanted. Things felt simpler when I was just the quiet guy who was good at school, who was a track star, and who really only ever hung out with Brad.
Jonathan sat on his bed where his sketchbook was already open to my portrait and began to rummage for the proper pencil. I took this as my queue to strip and thus removed my clothes quickly, not wanting to chicken out now. No point. A minute or so later, I was standing there as Jonathan sketched. I began to wonder why I was even doing this. He had the photos, didn’t he? Couldn’t he have just used those? He just wanted to get me naked in his bedroom again. And I think I had just wanted to get naked in his bedroom again…
“You good?” he asked me out of the blue.
“Oh, yeah,” I replied. “Just feeling a little tense today. Probably pushed myself a little too hard on my run this morning.”
Jonathan put the sketchbook down next to him on the bed with the pencil on top of it and stood up, making his way towards me. With a somewhat devilish smirk, he asked, “Want me to help you relax?”
There it was. What alleviated any doubts I had been having about my new adventures. Excitement.
“Sure.”
He moved behind me and I stayed still. In my ear, he asked, “Where are you feeling tense?”
“Um, I don’t know really. Kind of all over, I guess.”
“Got it. Be right back.” I heard the door open and close. Shortly after, I heard the same sounds again. Jonathan reappeared in front of me holding porno 92 a bottle of body moisturizer. “I can rub this on you if you want? Obviously, you can do it yourself, but the massage might help your muscles relax, not to mention, it’ll make the lighting reflect off your body better for the portrait.”
Sounded like a bullshit excuse to give me a rub-down, but I just nodded my head.
At that, he squirted some of the white cream onto his hands and began with my shoulders. He moved from there to my stomach and down to my legs. I didn’t need to look down to know that my dick was growing the entire time. He made no effort to avoid “accidentally” rubbing my penis or scrote as he moved his hands up and down my body, though he never actually rubbed my dick wholeheartedly.
“I guess this will help your dick look bigger, too.” I looked down and saw that my dick was, in fact, now standing at full attention. Jonathan had that smirk still on his face, spread into an even wider grin. I must have blushed because he then said, “What’s wrong? Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
“Nothing,” I said, not wanting this to end yet. “Not like you haven’t seen my boner before. Just feeling a lit out of it today, I don’t know.”
At this, Jonathan pulled his shirt off over his head. Then he undid his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. Then slid his undies off. “There. Now we’re even.” I smiled and didn’t bother to hide my staring at his cock now. His dick was only semi hard, which I found impressive. Any other horny teen boy I knew who was rubbing someone down with lotion who’d they jerked off to would have ejaculated six times by now.
“Ok,” he continued. “Now I’m going to do your back, and then we can continue the drawing?”
“Sure,” I said. He moved behind me.
Again, he started with my shoulders before moving down. I was still hard as a rock when he got down to my butt. I felt as he slid his hand under my butt and rubbed my taint, grazing the back of my balls with his fingers. Before I knew it, he spread my cheeks and rubbed two moist fingers down my crack, stopping briefly on my butthole. The sensation of having someone else touch this area caused my body to jolt a little. Soon, I felt as his body pressed against mine, his hands rubbing my abs and the base of my cock, and his dick hardening between my butt cheeks.
I turned to face him abruptly and kissed him. His spit tasted good and, though we both had clean cut looks, we were both violent, messy kissers (likely just amateurs from sexual inexperience). He guided me backwards towards his bed where we began to roll around, writhing in each other’s arms as we practically just gnarled and licked each other’s faces.
After what felt like hours of making out and simply rubbing up against qiqitv porno one another’s bodies, he made his way down to my cock and took it in his mouth. His tongue would swirl around my small dick every time his head bobbed upwards, licking my mushroom head with the tip of his tongue before going back down. Knowing I was getting too close to shooting cum down his throat, I grabbed his head and pulled him back up to kiss me.
Before long, I repositioned him to where he was now lying flat on the bed and I began to suck him. It was only once I was face to face with his hard wanger that I noticed it had significantly grown (probably about six and a half inches?). I could not take it in my mouth as easily as I had taken Jay’s (or as Jonathan had taken mine), but I made a valiant attempt.
After a bit of this, I moved back up towards him. Both of our heads rested on his pillow as we kissed and stroked our own wieners, his free hand making it’s way towards my butt and circling my hole. “I’m close,” he said into my mouth.
“Me too.”
“Ready?”
“Yeah…”
My feet flailed and toes curled against his as I shot my load onto his stomach, and as I felt his hit mine.
We laid there, breathing heavy for a second before I said, “Did you ever think you’d touch my butthole?”
He laughed. “I never thought I’d outsize you so much, that’s for sure.” I punched him playfully.
I had been so aroused at the thought of him lusting over me, his childhood friend turned into high school athlete. While he was lusting over me, nonetheless, the power dynamic was not so. To him, I was his childhood friend turned jock with a small cock. And that was even hotter, for some reason.
He reached over his side of the bed to grab a cum rag out of his bedside table. Cleaning myself with it felt gross and hot at the same time.
Before long, we both clocked that neither of our boners had died down and wordlessly went for round two.
I positioned myself on top of him and spit on my hand to rub our hard cocks together all while he grasped my butt and rubbed my hole, our mouths meshed together.
Round two did not last nearly as long (maybe six minutes, tops). My hand eventually caused his dick to erupt onto his own chest and mine had followed shortly after. He grabbed the still somewhat wet cum rag and we both wiped off again.
The rest of the hangout was uneventful, primarily consisting of chatting in his room (naked for awhile and then later, clothed). We did not return to sketching and made no plans to do it again in the future. Neither did we make any plans to hook up again. We’d had fun and, while I was sure we’d both do it again in the future at some point, we also just enjoyed each other’s company. He was a good bud.
When I walked home, I actively decided not to question what had happened. I wouldn’t tell anyone about it and I knew he wouldn’t either (save maybe Jay). Life would go on as normal. But now, Jonathan had rubbed my butthole and watched me cum, and that memory would be enough to jerk off to for a while.
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