Educational Video Part II

At about four thirty we spotted Craig pedaling his bike up the long, twisting driveway. Mike had suggested that we only put on shorts, so we were bare-chested and barefoot when we met him at the door. He was as cute and nice as I'd remembered him. He'd shot up to nearly six feet tall. His blond hair had darkened to a gold-flecked light brown. And panting and sweaty from his long bike ride, he was very sexy. I suggested that we all go swimming to help Craig cool off. He enthusiastically agreed. Mike took him upstairs to show him to his room. Mike had told me to sneak upstairs after them and watch through the door. When I got to the top of the stairs, sure enough I saw that Mike had left Craig's bedroom door open an inch, just enough for me to see inside. I crept up to the door. Craig was taking a few things out of his bag. "You're looking pretty good," Mike said to Craig who'd just taken off his shirt. "Thanks, you too," Craig answered. He pulled his swimsuit out of his backpack and dropped his sweaty shorts and underwear to the floor. "I tell you what," Mike said, moving up to Craig before he could put his bathing suit on, "I can hardly wait for my chance to suck that dick of yours." He cupped Craig's limp penis and balls in his hand and kneaded them gently. "Oh yeah?" Craig smiled, rapidly getting hard. "Yeah," Mike answered. "Wow, this is cool," Craig said. "I can't believe you wanna suck me so bad. You never would before. What happened?" Craig was fully hard now. Mike continued to gently stroke his cock. Craig's cock was really beautiful. I thought it looked to be about seven inches long, which was about the same as mine. Craig placed one hand on Mike's waist and began rubbing Mike's crotch with the other. "I dunno," Mike shrugged, "I guess I just stopped being afraid if it." With that he leaned in and kissed Craig on the mouth. Craig seemed shocked for a moment, but didn't pull away. After a moment they were kissing passionately. Then Craig pulled away. "Oh god," he sighed, beaming, "I hope we get our chance soon!" "Don't worry, we will," Mike said, nipping at Craig's neck. "I'm sure we can slip away from Matt for a while." I winced a bit, out of jealousy, but I quickly reminded myself that Mike knew I was watching and that his ultimate goal was to get us all in bed together. "Mmm, too bad he can't join us," Craig said, wrapping his arms around the back of Mike's head as Mike bent down to lick Craig's nipples. "Hey, maybe he will," Mike grinned, cryptically. "Whoa, what do you mean?" Craig asked. "You think he would?" "I dunno, maybe" Mike said, taking Craig's hand and pulling him toward the door. "Come on, we'd better go." "But I need to put my suit on," Craig protested. "Ah, we never wear them here," Mike said, pausing to drop his own shorts to the floor. I slipped into the bedroom across the hall and waited for them to go downstairs before following. I detoured through the kitchen, shedding my shorts along the way, and caught up with them in the den. Mike was still holding Craig's hand. Craig pulled quickly away and covered his dick up partially with his hand. "Good, you're ready," I said. Craig was blushing a bit. All three of our cocks were still hard. "Let's go." I fell in beside Craig as we made our way out to the poolroom. "This is cool," I said, my voice cracking, not sure of how to begin. Craig turned his head toward me, questioningly. "It's cool to finally get to compare our dicks." It took Craig a moment to remember how we had talked, over two years before, about comparing our cocks someday. A heart-melting smile spread over his face when he did remember. "Oh yeah," he said brightly, "well, it looks like we're about the same now. I'm glad we didn't do it then, you were bigger than me." "Well, you've grown up pretty nicely now," I said, glancing down admiringly at his hard cock. "Thanks," Craig said, running his eyes over me, "you too." We stood smiling at each other for a moment that was, at least for me, buzzing with sexual tension. We were in the poolroom now, and Mike broke the tension by diving into the water. We swam for about an hour or so and had a wonderful time as the sun began to set through the large picture windows on the west side of the room. We eventually got into a huge splashing match. At one point, Craig and I were in the shallow end and he was dunking me mercilessly. I was finally able to grab him around the neck and sweep him up with my other arm. For a moment, as I lifted him, my hand slipped down and perfectly cupped his now soft cock and balls. His eyes locked onto mine. We had both been laughing, but now we were silent and only his smile remained. An instant later I flipped him backward into the water and swam into the deep end before Craig could retaliate. As soon as he got his bearings, Craig let out a whoop and began to swim after me. Mike blocked his path, though, just before the pool became too deep to stand up in. They splashed at each other, Craig attempting to get around him, until Mike was able to drive Craig back against the side of the pool. I had climbed up the ladder at the far side of the deep end, and was watching all this from the side of the pool. Mike was holding Craig against the wall as Craig continued to struggle. They were pressed up against each other face to face, and if I had come upon them without knowing what was going on, it would be very easy to think that they were making out. My cock twitched a little. "Come on, Matt!" Mike yelled, turning his head toward me. "I've got him!" An idea had struck me. "Hey, I just remembered," I said, "I've got go feed the horses before it gets dark." Mike and Craig had stopped thrashing, but still remained in their embrace. "I'll go throw on some clothes and run to the barn," I continued. "You guys can stay here. I'll be back in half an hour or so." I grabbed a towel and exited the poolroom. I paused a moment or two in the passageway before turning around and puling back the curtain from the glass door just enough to peek in. As I thought they would be, Mike and Craig were still in each other's arms, but now they were locked in a long, deep kiss. I could see their tongues working in each other's mouths. I got instantly hard again. Reluctantly, I turned away and went into the house. The horses, of course, I had fed earlier in the day, which Mike was well aware of. I knew he'd recognize my game and play along. I went as far as the living room before I paused again to wait. Sure enough, not two minutes had passed before I heard the door to the poolroom open. Mike called out my name. I didn't answer, but darted through the open door of the small projection room so that I would be hidden in case they came into the living room. I could hear Mike telling Craig they'd have plenty of time before I got back. I had expected to hear them climbing the stairs to the second floor, but instead I heard the back door to my uncle's office open and close. I crept out of the projection room on my hands and knees and considered opening the front door to the office, which was to my left, but decided it was far too creaky, and I didn't want to be seen yet. Then I realized Mike's plan, and it was a very clever one! The living room fireplace was a double fireplace, with the hearth being shared by both the living room and the office. So if I looked through the glass doors covering the hearth, I could see right into the office. The living room was getting dark, but Mike had turned the lights on in the office, so I was concealed while they were in perfect view to me. In fact, from my angle I found myself looking straight at the large leather couch onto which Mike had pushed Craig. They were both kneeling on it and holding each other close as they kissed passionately. Both their hot young cocks were rock hard and beginning to throb. I watched breathlessly as they groped and stroked each other. Before long, Mike began to slide down Craig's body. Both of them were panting hard and still wet from the pool. Craig held Mike's head between his hands as Mike ground his face into Craig's nipples, causing him to cry out with pleasure. Suddenly Mike dropped to his knees and pushed Craig's legs far apart. He then buried his nose in Craig's pubic hair and inhaled deeply. He held Craig's long cock back against his stomach and began to lap at the shaft with long, slow licks. Craig whimpered as Mike turned his attention to Craig's balls, rolling his tongue under them and slipping them into his mouth. I knew Mike expected me to slip into the room at some point, but I'd decided to just keep watching for now. I hadn't decided how I was going to work my way into this picture yet, but for some reason I decided it wasn't going to be like this. Mike was deep-throating Craig now. Craig's breathing was short and his pelvis raised up off of the couch as he thrust into Mike's mouth with short, sharp strokes. He was still dripping from the pool, but I could see sweat starting to run off of his brow as well. A few seconds later he clamped his hands onto the sides of Mike's head and thrust his hips off the couch as high as they could go. His teeth clenched and a strangled moan forced it's way out of his throat as he emptied his balls into Mike's mouth. Mike moaned around Craig's cock as he held it with one hand and tried to swallow the whole load. Large drops of it began to leak out of the corners of Mike's lips and land with a splat on the carpet. My own cock was aching to spurt in my hand, but I decided not to let it. Mike had climbed back onto the couch and was straddling Craig. His beautiful buns clenched and unclenched as he jacked his own cock, his head thrown back and his eyes closed. Craig held him around the waist and flicked his tongue against the tip of Mike's cock. With a loud moan, Mike began to shudder. Then, with a twitch, his cock began shooting thick globs of cum onto Craig's chest. They both moaned as it ran down Craig's stomach and into his patch of brown pubic hair. Craig even managed to catch a few drops on his tongue, which he swallowed hungrily. Mike gave a sigh and slumped down into Craig's arms. They began to kiss again, much slower this time, as Craig turned Mike and lowered him onto the couch until they were both lying flat, Craig's head resting on Mike's chest. Silently I crept out of the living room and up the stairs to my bedroom, where I would dress and try to decide just how I wanted to let myself in on the game.