My Friends Were Both Surprised

I’d been friends with Ryan and Blake since grade school.  We’d been on sports teams together, cub scouts, and went to the same church.  About once a month, for years, I’d get to have Ryan or Blake to spend the night at my house, and about that often I’d spend the night at one of their houses.  Only on our birthdays did all three of us stay at one house.  

The rest of the time, my mom had said, “3 of you make too much noise.  Pick one friend at a time.”  My friends understood, because their moms were the same way.  Frankly, they were right.  Things always got a little crazier when all 3 of us were together.  The dates and jokes and pranks always went up a notch.  With any two of us, we had fun, but it was more controlled, and definitely not as loud. 

I’d turned 16 in March and had my 3-way sleepover, and Ryan had done the same in August.  Now that it was December, Blake was finally 16 and we all got to stay at his house.

Something I’d noticed was that over the last year to eighteen months, I hadn’t been invited to spend the night as often.  Blake had Ryan over, and Ryan had Blake over, but far more frequently than either one of them had me over.  The saying, ‘Three’s a crowd’ was often true of friendships, but we’d managed to stay close for years with no one ever feeling left out …until now.

The weird thing was that when I had one of them over, or all 3 of us were together at school or anywhere else, things were just like always.  There didn’t seem to be any explanation as to why I wasn’t invited as often to the ‘1 friend only’ sleepovers.  

Friday finally arrived, and Ryan and I rode the school bus home with Blake.  It was a nice day for December in Oklahoma, and after a snack, we played basketball in Blake’s driveway for about an hour.  Eventually, it turned into more of a game of keep away and wrestling. 

With our clothes somewhat sweaty and the sun beginning to fade, we were cold and went inside.  Piling into the kitchen to get some cans of pop, we saw Blake’s mom was just finishing icing a homemade birthday cake.  

She sniffed and said, “You boys are stinky.  You need showers before it gets too late.”  Blake said, “Mom, please - we’re 16.  We know!  And besides, we’re hungry.  Can we eat the cake now?”

“Blake, your dad wants to be here when you blow out the candles.  Plus, he’ll be home with the pizza soon.”  We went up to Blake’s room and started playing a video racing game with cartoon characters.  The winner of each game did a lot of trash talking and this soon divulged into a wrestling match as well.

We were interrupted by banging on the door.  Blake’s mom shouted, “What are you doing in there?  It sounds like a herd of elephants from downstairs.”

“Just having fun, Mom.  Geez” Blake replied.  

“Can I open the door?  Are you decent?”  After an affirmative response, Blake’s mom stuck her head in.  Before she could speak, she wrinkled her nose, and exclaimed, “Peeyew!  It smells like a locker room in here.  I thought you were going to shower!”

“Mom, you’re embarrassing me” Blake whined.  We’ll shower later.  I promise.”

“Ok, I don’t want your sheets and things getting all smelly.  What I came to tell you is that your dad is home with the pizza.”

Well, we ate plenty of pizza, followed by the birthday cake.  Blake’s parents gave him some nice clothes, plus some gift cards, and socks and underwear, which brought further protests. 

Then it was back to his room for more gaming.  Two of us would play while one took a shower.  Blake went first  and when he got back he dropped his towel while he fished around in his dresser for some clean boxers.  We’d changed in front of each other plenty of times before, but it had been awhile.  Blake was about 5’7”, skinny build but with some muscle from sports.  His hair was bright blond, almost white.  His pubes were darker but still blond.  What surprised me this night was that his penis, normally just a couple inches long while soft was about four inches and somewhat thick looking.  It made me wonder if he’d been playing with it in the shower. 

When our game finished, Ryan got up to take his shower.  He grabbed a pair of boxer briefs out of his bag, then stripped off his clothes.  Dark-haired, Ryan had even darker pubes, thick and coarse looking.  What really stood out, though, was that Ryan’s penis had a foreskin.  I’d known that, of course, but it was unusual among boys at our school.  My dad had explained it to me when I’d asked a few years ago but said I shouldn’t talk about it to Ryan because it might make him feel like he was different.  Ryan’s penis hung down - soft - about four inches with foreskin that extended a ways beyond that.  Off he went to the bathroom, returning about 20 minutes later in his fresh boxer briefs. 

Following an intense game with Blake, I handed my controller to Ryan.  Taking off my jeans, I went in my briefs to the bathroom.  I liked Blake’s shower because it had a speaker where you could listen to music from your phone.  It didn’t take long to wash but then I just kind of zoned out letting the water run over my head.

Returning to the bedroom, I finished drying myself and dried my towel to search for my clean briefs.  As I was doing this, there was a knock on the door and a voice, “Blake?”

“Mom, don’t come in.  Carson is naked!”  Ryan laughed and I slapped my underwear at his face and said, “Shut up!”  Now all three of us were laughing.  By the way, both my penis and pubes are somewhere in between those of Ryan and Blake.  I have brown hair down there, a little darker than on my hair.  It’s thicker than Blake’s wispy hair but not as coarse as Ryan’s.  My dick hangs about three inches, bigger than Blake’s (normally) thin two-incher but no match for Ryan’s chubby long one.  I was also midway between Ryan’s 5’11” height and Blake’s 5’7”.

“Your dad and I are going to bed.  Don’t make too much noise.”  Blake rolled his eyes but gave her a verbal ‘ok’. 

We continued gaming, playing as a team against other gamers online.  After about 45 minutes, Blake said he was going to go downstairs to see if his parents were asleep.  I wondered why.  He returned and said, “I can’t hear them talking but the tv was still on.”

Another half hour went by.  As the game concluded, Blake said, “I bet they’re asleep now.”  After a few minutes, he returned and said, “The tv is off.  They’re out for the night.  Let’s get started.”

Thinking maybe we were going to sneak out, I was expecting Blake to pull some jeans on.  Instead, he pulled off his boxers.  I could see his dick was clearly not normal sized now.  It had lengthened considerably and was standing almost straight out.  Blake was excited about something!

He opened his closet and was stretching to reach something in the back of the shelf over the hanging clothes.  As he did so, his penis continued to swell and rise.  Quite small when soft, it just kept growing and growing.  2 inches was already 4 1/2 when he dropped his boxers.  Now I watched as it grew to what looked like over six inches.  I’d measured mine many times at 5 1/2 inches.  Blake’s was definitely longer, plus it looked enormous on his smaller body.  It was now standing almost straight up as he found what he was looking for. 

I laughed awkwardly and said, “Um… is something getting you excited?  I know we’re all close friends here, but I wasn’t expecting this.”

Holding a weird shaped object in his hand, the look on Blake’s face was one of shock.  He stared at me, unbelieving.  His face turned toward Ryan, who was still engrossed in the game.

“Ryan!”  “RYAN!” Blake repeated.  Ryan turned his head,  “Ryan, didn’t you tell him?”

“Tell him what?” Ryan asked. 

“You know, about the…” as Blake pointed to the object in his hand.  “You know!”

Ryan, looking surprised, said, “I didn’t tell him. I didn’t know what to say.  Like, how do you bring that up?”

I interrupted and demanded, “Tell me what?  And what’s that thing in your hand?  And why the heck is your dick so big?”

“Fuck!” Blake exclaimed.  “What the fuck! Ryan was supposed to tell you that we’ve been jerking off together.  We didn’t know how to tell you, since you’re kinda more into church than we are, but we felt guilty that we were having more sleepovers with each other than with you.  And Ryan here, was supposed to tell you, and ask if you were ok with it.  And this,” as he held out the object in his hand, “is a sex toy I ordered for my birthday present to myself.  I told Ryan it arrived and asked him if everything was set for our sleepover and he said yeah, so I thought…”

“Oops!” was all Ryan said.

“Guys, guys!” I cut in.  “It’s ok.  I wasn’t expecting this, but it’s not like I don’t jack off.  I guess it wouldn’t be that weird if we did it together.  I mean, I guess I can try it.”

Ryan pointed at my briefs and said, “It looks like your dick wants to try it.”  I looked down and realized thinking about doing this had made me very hard.  My erection was clearly visible, stretching my gray briefs.”

I could feel my face redden.  Blake said, “Don’t be embarrassed.  You’ve seen my boner.  Take your underwear off, Ryan.”

Standing up and stepping out of his boxer briefs, Ryan’s dick began to grow.  I thought it must be enormous when hard, but I was surprised.  His dick, about 4 1/2 inches soft, expanded and pointed higher.  It only got slightly longer though, topping out at about 5 inches.  What was cool, though, was watching the foreskin stretch and retract to reveal about half of Ryan’s dark pink cockhead. 

Now, they were both looking at me.  Still slightly embarrassed, I began to pull my briefs down slowly.  The waistband stuck on the ridge of my circumcised glans.  I forced the fabric down and my dick sprung out finally and slapped against my abdomen.  This broke the awkwardness and we all laughed. 

“What now?” I asked. 

Ryan said, “Well, we usually sit or lie down on the bed and… well… then we jack off together.”  We moved to Blake’s bed and sat facing each other.  Not wanting to appear as prude as I’d been accused of, and curious about Ryan’s foreskin, I reached over and placed my thumb and forefinger on his upper shaft and moved the foreskin down and back up, revealing his glans fully then covering it up completely.  

“Whoa!” Blake said. “We jack off together.  We don’t jack off, you know… together.”  My face surely turned bright red as I realized my incorrect assumption.

 I quickly dropped my fingers from Ryan’s erection.  Looking down, I muttered, “Sorry.”

Ryan said, “No, wait.  Umm… that felt pretty good.  Do it some more.”  Unsure, I glanced at Blake.  He seemed to shrug.  I reached my hand and grasped his entire shaft now.  Moving the foreskin up and down, I heard Ryan let out a soft ‘Ohhhh’.  His face looked funny.

Encouraged, I tightened my grip and moved my hand a little faster.  Ryan breathed, “That feels sooo good, as he closed his eyes.”   Blake reached between his bed and the wall.   He retrieved a medium sized tube.  Holding up the toy, Blake said, “Hey Ryan, forget about this?”

Opening his eyes, Ryan grinned and said, “Oh yeah, are you going to use it now?”  We both watched Blake squeeze a glob of clearish jelly onto the tiny hole on the soft rubbery looking end of the toy.  

Blake grinned bigger and he said, “Yeah, I’m going to use it now …on you!”  He grabbed Ryan’s hard dick from my hand and held it firmly.  Blake lowered the toy to the swollen cockhead.  I couldn’t imagine that something that size could fit in what looked like such a small hole.  Watching as the toy was pressed downward, I saw Ryan’s glans flatten slightly before it stretched the silicon opening and disappeared inside.  

“Oh… oh… ohhhh.  It’s so… ahhh!”  Ryan gasped.  Blake worked the toy up and down, up and down, covering more of the flesh with each stroke.  The toy was making a squishy sound with each movement.  I could feel my dick pulsing involuntarily as Ryan’s meat was pleasured.  

After about 20 seconds, Blake pulled the toy off to add more lube.  Ryan moaned.  His dick was dark purplish color and the veins appeared larger.  Once more lube was inserted, Blake grasped our friend’s erection and pushed the toy on roughly, telling Ryan to lean back against the pillows.  We shifted around to make this possible, me beside Ryan on one side and Blake on the other. 

Once the toy and dick were both well lubed, Blake sped up the pumping motion.   “Oh, ah, ah, this isn’t going to last long” Ryan moaned.  “Rub my balls!”  Seeing Blake’s hands were occupied, i cupped the thick balls - larger than mine or Blake’s.  I began to massage them like I’d done my own while masturbating.  

Ryan was right; it didn’t last long.  I soon felt his balls getting tighter, firm in my hand. His legs were flexing.  Bumping into mine, I could feel the heat and sweat of his thighs.  Animal sounds were escaping his mouth, “Mmm, ah… unghh, oh!”  Ryan began to arch his back, seemingly wanting to thrust into the toy.  He practically ordered Blake, “Ah, ah, so good… Don’t stop!  Don’t stop!”

My eyes met Blake’s for a moment.  Our looks communicated, “I can’t believe this!”  Just as it seemed like Ryan couldn’t take anymore, Blake pulled the toy off.  ‘How cruel!’ I thought.  But Blake just as quickly wrapped his hand around the dark red rocket of a cock. Using the slick lube, Blake held the base with one hand and ran his other hand swiftly up and down the engorged shaft.  

Ryan’s hips, which had been lifting off the bed then falling back again suddenly stopped in mid-thrust.  Frozen there, Ryan took a deep breath, holding it briefly.  His face contorted, Ryan let out a groan, “Arghh-huh!” as he body jerked.  Semen erupted out of that swollen glans.  I’d never seen another boy cum and  I was in awe of the way I could feel the base of his dick, below his balls, throbbing as a couple more spurts of juice escaped.  

Blake forced the toy on Ryan’s penis again.  Driving it all the way to the base, he then made only short little up and down movements.  I almost felt as if i was experiencing Ryan’s orgasm with him.  I watched his face as he panted and continued to moan.  Somehow I could sense his penis was still pulsing out globs of cum inside the toy.  If I didn’t know better from my own orgasms, I’d have thought Ryan was in pain.  Slowly, his face transformed from a look of extreme intensity into one of contentedness.  

His breathing slowly returned to normal.  Three pairs of eyes watched as Blake slowly lifted the toy off. I think we both understood how sensitive Ryan’s dick must be.  As it neared the glans, the toy seemed to stretch his penis, thinning it out.  At last, the head popped out, falling to his tummy.

Still swollen but no longer erect, Ryan’s dick looked like a piece of tenderized beef.  Looking to his face, I observed a crooked grin as Ryan saw his flaccid penis, coated with what appeared to be a mix of precum, lube, and somewhat lumpy semen.  A drop of whitish liquid leaked from the toy opening and landed where my hand still grasped his balls. 

“Eww!” I said as both Ryan and Blake laughed at me.  Ryan’s dick was worn out, but mine was hard and aching.  Glancing at Blake’s crotch, I could see his was in the same condition as mine. 

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