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STUART & T. J. /MY FIRST THREEWAY

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by ray87@hotmail.com In a few short weeks, I’d gone from a twelve year old who’d looked at his hard, uncut cock and didn’t know what to do with it to a masturbator EXTRAORDINAIRE. I owed it all to Stuart, the fourteen year older brother of my best friend, Joe. Stuart had jerked me off for the first time and I’d shot my first meager drops of boy cum into his hand. He’d stretched my foreskin until he could get the red-purple helmet-head of his big cut cock into it and massaged both our cocks until he shot a load into my skin and I squirted right back into his cum. He’d given me a pair of his sweaty, jockey shorts that smelled of teen locker room sweat, pre-cum, big hot loads of jiz and pussy juice. He wanted me to wear them all week and have them on when I next spent the night with my friend Joe. Stuart had promised to give me another JO lesson after Joe had gone to sleep. “I want you to take the jockeys with you,” Stuart had said, “wear them when you beat off and make sure you get some of your head cheese inside them. Next Friday night, I want to smell them and then put them on while we beat off together.” I’d stuck Stuart’s jockeys into my backpack along with a white handkerchief my Dad had given me to use as a cum rag. I locked the door to my room and could feel the aroma of Stuart’s still-wet jockeys reaching out like a powerful hand and grabbing hold of my uncut boy cock. I was rock hard in a split second. I knew that if I touched my cock I’d shoot a load that would cover the peach fuzz on my crotch, slide over my tight, hard hairless ball sack and down my leg, which was just starting to sprout some light blond hairs, and right to my feet. As I took off my clothes, I could smell the head cheese that was beginning to make little white dots underneath my long, tight foreskin. Even though my dad had warned me about letting my dick get smelly, I didn’t care. I like the way it smelled and I was determined to do what Stuart had told me to do. I slipped on Stuart’s jockeys and looked into the mirror. My cock, which was just starting to grow, barely made a dent in the pouch that Stuart’s big, fat cock had bent out of shape. When I pulled open the waist band and looked at my slender shaft, I could see my small, red head peeking out of my skin and resting against a patch of Stuart’s long, black pubs that were stuck to a patch of his old cum. I let the waist band slap against my stomach, grabbed the worn pouch and began to stroke my meat. It didn’t take but three or four long, hard strokes until I shot. I was still standing in front of the mirror and could see my cum load making a big, wet spot. I stayed hard and just by barely stroking my shaft and teasing the foreskin through the soft cloth of Stuart’s jockeys, I shot two more huge loads. Every day for the whole week I managed to get off three, four or five loads a day and each one of them I pumped inside Stuart’s jockeys. The inside of my foreskin was always wet with pre-cum, old cum and when I skinned it back I could see a ring of white, smelly boy cheese making a wide rim around the base of the head. I hoped it was what Stuart wanted. By the end of the week everything about me, my crotch, foreskin, balls and especially my backpack where I stashed Stuart’s jockeys after I finished beating off smelled like cum, sweat and boy head cheese. Friday night finally came and I went to spend the night with Joe. When Joe and I stripped off and got into his twin bed, he knew there was something different about me. “What’s that,” he asked, “what’s that smell?” I didn’t say anything and just turned him over so that we were face to face. I slipped off Stuart’s jockeys, spread my skin apart with my fingers and slipped the loose, wet skin over Joe’s cut cock head. He wasn’t nearly as big as Stuart and my skin covered his head and most of his penis. Holding my skin over his head with my left hand, I beat him off with my right. He began to shudder, fuck my foreskin and shot his load into my skin. It was the biggest load he’d ever shot. I didn’t want to lose a drop of it and carefully pinched the tip of my skin together as his cock finally got soft and slipped out. It wasn’t long before he was sleeping and I waited for Stuart to get home from his date. Just after midnight I heard Stuart taking a piss and then he stuck his head inside the door. He nodded for me to follow him to the family room. Knowing his parents were sleeping in another part of the house, I followed him down the hall wearing only the smelly, wet, cum stained jockeys he had given me. When I closed the door to the family room, I could see another person in the dark. “Don’t worry,” Stuart whispered as he stuck his hand inside my jockeys, “That’s T. J. He’s cool. I met him this summer at football camp and he’s spending the week-end with me.” I could see that his friend, who was sitting on the edge of the day bed with just his boxer shorts on, was blond, taller than Stuart and probably a year or two older. I managed a weak, whispered, “Hi,” and T. J. smiled but didn’t say anything. Stuart who was buck naked and rock hard stood in front of me. He pulled his hand out of my jockeys, sniffed it and them began to suck his fingers. “You’re a good buddy,” he said, “you got that cock stinking with head cheese just the way I asked you to do.” Knowing what Stuart wanted, I took off my jockeys and handed them to him. He sat on the edge of the bed by T. J., smelled them and then handed them to T. J. who looked at them in the pale light before giving them back to Stuart. Stuart slipped them on and I was standing naked in front of both of them. “Let me look at your cock,” Stuart said, “and then I want you to beat off for me. I want to see you shoot your load out of that skin.” Stuart took my foreskin between his thumb and forefinger and began to slide the skin back. As he did the cum load his brother had squirted in there gushed out. “Did you just cum?” Stuart asked. “No,” I said, “ I let Joe do what you did last Friday. That’s his cum.” Stuart grabbed the front of his jockeys with his left hand and began to massage his cock the way I’d been doing all week. With his right index finger he probed inside my skin, slicked it up with his brother’s cum and then sucked his fingers. Then he put his face almost against my dick, pulled back the foreskin and scooped up pieces of white head cheese with his finger. He would rub some of it on his lips and then stick his hand into his jockeys and massage his cock with it. T. J. got off the day bed, got behind me, put his cock, which was hard, but not much bigger than mine, against my ass crack and grabbed my penis with his big fist, “I’ll jerk him off for you, Stuart,” he said as he began to slowly pull my skin back and forth. When he began nuzzling my neck and blowing into my ear, I began to squirt my load....one...two...three big squirts of cum hit Stuart’s lips. Stuart licked off my cum and in about a second he popped his load and I could see his jiz soaking the front of his jockey shorts. Still holding onto my cock with his right hand, T. J. began to stroke off with his left and pumped a load of hot cum into my ass crack. I spent the night laying between Stuart and T. J. in the small day bed and didn’t go back to Joe’s room until almost dawn when we heard Stuart’s dad get up and go to the bathroom. I was exhausted, but happy. I’d just had my first threeway. I like to hear from other guys about their first time experiences. ray87hotmail.com

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