As a boy in my mid-teens I was pretty naive. A late developer, and I attended an all boys high school. But a certain event changed that forever. I think of it as an initiation, and it was so innocent and beautiful.
We lived in a suburb of a big city. We had a house on a cul-de-sac and behind the three houses at the end of the short street was a large parkland area. It comprised a sports oval, and a large area of native forest. The area was reserved for a future motorway. (Which to this day has never been built.)
I caught a bus from across the park, and then a train to get to school each day. There were usually 4 or 5 adults and 2 or 3 school students at this bus stop each morning. Often there was one or two girls from an all girls school. The girls would talk together. Being shy I would make just a brief acknowledgement each time we met at the bus stop.
Then one weekend I was in the backyard standing up on the edge of our above ground pool to push the pool vacuum around, when I heard my name being called from over at the edge of the forest. I could see over the back fence to the two girls hiding behind a big old tree stump. They were in casual clothes now. I heard my name again, so I thought I’d be brave and go out to meet them.
As I approached them they darted from behind the old tree stump, and ran into the forest. I broke into a run too. I was a strong runner, and quickly closed the gap as we ran through the forest on the maze of foot trails. When I caught them, we were in a small clearing where teenagers sometimes gathered to smoke cigarettes. I said hello, and we each sat on the logs arranged in a circle.
We chatted together, asking about each other’s family and school year. I discovered that the girls were one and two years younger than me. Joanne, the older, was my height, had short light brown hair, a covering of freckles on her cheeks, was thin and well-toned. Susan, the younger girl was much shorter than Joanne, had dark brown hair and pure pale skin. Joanne was ponderous and seemed a little uneasy...the same way I felt. But Susan was cheeky and mischievous.
It quickly became clear to me that I was part of an interaction that these girls had planned previously. Susan looked me over and told me I had a nice body. She asked if they could see me without my shirt. I was very hesitant...(so naive!). But seeing this, Susan said she and Joanne would take off their shirts too. I said, ‘What if somebody comes along’, but they had planned things well. The smoking spot is well hidden, and rarely used on weekends. I then agreed reluctantly. Part of me was excited, and part deeply shy. I lifted off my polo shirt and looked at the girls as they studied my body. At that time I was pretty fit and well-toned as I played a lot of sport.
Then the girls took off their shirts. I must have looked shocked. There in front of me were two lovely chests, with pretty bras covering breasts that had a lovely shape. Joanne was more developed than Susan, but neither girl had large breasts at that stage anyway. I could see bumps where their nipples pushed outwards. I must have been staring...because I suddenly heard Joanne’s voice asked, ‘Do you like what you see?’ I hesitated then croaked ‘Yes! You are both very beautiful’.
That’s when my body betrayed me...Susan pointed and said, ‘Look Joanne! He’s getting a stiffy’. I nearly died from embarrassment. I held my hands in my groin as I sat there. But it was too late,
Susan followed up asking, ‘Can we see it please Geoff?’ I said, ‘No way,’ as I blushed deeply. Susan asked again and again, explaining that she had never seen a boy's penis before. I began to feel obliged, and weakened. I asked, ‘If I show you mine, will you show me something?’ Joanne responded, saying they would take off their bras for 30 seconds. I said that I would only show my willy for 30 seconds too. We agreed to do this at the same time.
We all stood up, and I pulled my shorts and underwear down to my knees. Then looked across at four beautiful bare breasts.
Once we dressed again, including our shirts, Susan asked, ‘Does it hurt when it’s like that?’ I explained that it’s quite the opposite, especially if I touch myself. Then Joanne asked how often I touch myself. This was getting really embarrassing. And I felt like I was stuck in someone else’s plan. But I answered honestly and told them most days if I get the privacy.
Then of course Susan asked, ‘Show us how you touch it Geoff?’ I said I didn’t think it was a good idea, and it would make a mess when I ejaculated. This just made Susan even more interested. Both girls asked again. I was still erect after seeing their breasts, so I thought oh well....So I asked them what they would show me if I did this.
They looked at each other knowingly. I was sure this was all pre-planned. Then they whispered in each other’s ear, and Joanne declared, ‘We will let you see our pussies!’ I agreed, then it dawned on me what I had agreed to do!
The girls encouraged me to get started, then they suggested I sit on the ground with my back against the log, which put me much closer to them. I relented, and dropped my shorts, which I sat on, and shed my underwear, and kept them handy to mop up. I looked across at the girls, and asked when they would undress so I could see them. They both did the same as me, and we all sat in a small triangle facing each other.
I had never seen a girl naked like this, and took time to study each vulva. They were slightly different, with Joanne’s looking more mature, but Susan’s was deeper – her labia were fleshier. They were both beautiful and fascinating and wonderful.
I began to touch myself. I think I was captivated by what lay before me. I stroked my foreskin steadily up and down my throbbing hardness. As I looked at Joanne’s body, she reached down and began to rub herself. I realised she was also masturbating. Then Susan started too. I kept stroking steadily while I watched these gorgeous girls pleasure themselves.
We kept going until I saw Joanne tremble and shake and moan and clamp her thighs shut. I knew from sex education that she had just orgasmed. I was very close... I moaned just as I saw Susan begin to shudder and moan and her butt lifted off the ground. While seeing this amazing, intimate, wonderful sight, I exploded, spurting lines of my seed across the soil towards the girls.
After a brief silence, we all looked at each other anxiously, then got up and quickly dressed. It was as if we had been in a trance and now were suddenly aware of our nudity and the very real chance that someone would come along.
This was an incredible day in my memories. I feel so fortunate to have met Joanne and Susan. Decades later I wonder how many other young people have made discoveries in that piece of forest.
Author:Geoffff | Category: Masturbation Group Co-ed
