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Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 12 Jan 1998 1 comments
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by Anonymous Growing up on a farm with lots of cattle to herd, I spent many lonely hours far away from everyone. The summer I turned fourteen will always be my favorite jackoff memory. I'd always strip naked and jackoff several times in the morning and then by the time I'd eaten my sack lunch, I was ready again. I was in the big middle of a good jackoff session when I heard some giggling. I looked all around but couldn't see anyone. I started to get dressed but was stopped when six of my friends from neighboring farms came running up from the weeds that had hidden them, and grabbed my clothes, leaving me naked in front of them all. I couldn't think of anything to say except ask if I could have my clothes back. James said there was no use because I'd just take them off again. Then the six friends followed his example and got naked as quickly as possible. They got in a close circle and began to jackoff. The sight of their naked butts and their hands rapidly pumping got me back in the mood quickly. After a few moments, James looked over my way and motioned with his head. I quickly joined the circle. I was so excited, watching all those stiff little dicks and pumping hands that I shot a hot load before I could stop. That seemed to set the example and soon everyone had shot on the ground. Thinking I could now have my clothes back, I turned to get them. James caught my arm and pulled me back into the circle. I noticed that the other guys already had throbbers in their hands. James announced that the last time I had won because I was fastest. This time it was a contest to see who could shoot fartherest. We lined up side by side and started jacking again. The hot sun on our naked bodies and the warm breeze drifting among us gave me a moment of sensuous passion that I hadn't exptected. I felt the hot cum getting ready to explode again and slowed down a little. I wanted to last as long as I could. After several guys shot their loads and one guy just dribbled, James shot almost three feet. That did it. I couldn't have held back if I'd wanted to. I pumped in earnest and felt the explosion of hot cum erupt. The first load almost touched James' spot and then the rest just dribbled to the ground. Everyone congratulated me on being the second best at distance. James announced that the next would be to see who could go the longest. I couldn't believe that we had gone twice without stopping and were expected to go again. James knelt down as did the other guys. They were all very experienced. I was the last to kneel. Then the big surprise! James reached to his right and took my love tool in his hand. Each of my buddies did the same. I reached to my right and gingerly took Phil's little hot tool in my hand and began to jack him, following the example set by James. I had never touched another stiff staff before and the sensation was terrific. It was second best next to having James lovingly pump my little soldier at attention. I could tell immediately that I wasn't going to win this race. The feeling was so exquisite that I didn't care if I won or lost. Just as I began to feel my balls pull up and push hot cum into my sensitive shaft, James called a halt. Everyone stopped pumping but held on with a firm grip. When the building passion had slowed a little, James began pumping me again and so did everyone else. I lost track of everything except the sensuous feeling James was giving me. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the wonderful feelings. I was in this heavenly trance when I felt Phil's hot hand on my butt. I quickly opened my eyes and saw that everyone else had done the same. James was looking at me expectantly. I reached over and put my free hand on his firm, warm butt. It felt so smooth that I felt a surge of passion all over my body. All the left hands were carressing the butts next to them and the right hands were tenderly stroking the blood engorged boy-hoods on the other side. It was a wonderfully bonding moment. I felt another surge of passion and my whole body began to tremble. Phil spit on his finger and began to circle my butt hole. Since everyone else was doing the same, I joined in. After a few moments, James nodded and I felt a finger quickly go in. I gasp and felt a terrific pain/pleasure I had never felt before. I felt James stop the loving strokes on my throbbing pole. Then I realized that he was waiting for me to insert my finger. I spit on it and quickly stuck it in. He smiled and continued to lovingly stroke my raging hard on. The moment he began the stroking, I felt a tremor coming. I moaned, gasp, felt my sphincter grip the invading finger, and my balls aching to get rid of the last of my boiling jism. I yelled, "Oh shit!" and felt the most powerful orgasm I had ever had attack my whole body. I shot and shot. The more I shot the faster and harder James pumped. I finally had to remove my finger and stop his hand so I wouldn't pass out. James motioned me out of the circle and quickly took Phil's tiny trooper in his hand and Phil slipped his finger up James' butt. One by one the guys "lost" and had to get out of the circle. Those of us watching on the outside of the circle, began to gently stroke our limp love tools just for the extra sensations. James was the last to cum and it was such a powerful orgasm that he fell over and moaned as his eyes rolled up in his head. When he had spent his passion, he got up grinning and we all began to put on our clothes. James announced that we'd meet at the same spot, the same time next week, but one of the guy's grandfather died and we sat together at the funeral instead. We never got together again, but any time I need a jackoff memory, this one is alive and ready to be re-enacted. I think now would be a really good time.