[Fiction] 4 boys sleepover

[immaeatu]

L m f a o!!!! <3

[NoraazXD]

Hooray! Part 5 is done and up for your viewing pleasure. Part six coming in about a week, unless the blizzard supposedly coming Wednesday (please) cancels school again. Once again; questions, comments, offers of large amounts of cash all welcomed. Enjoy!

New Character!
Jess (female)
Height: a bit short
Build: a bit skinny, not really muscular, nice, compact breasts
Eyes: hazel
Hair: jet-black

Part 5

The rest of the week passed in a blur of boredom, the one highlight being that Derek avoided the boys as much as possible. The boys, for their part, also kept away from Derek, having agreed not to take advantage of their newfound leverage in the hope of avoiding further conflict. For now, though, all this was forgotten as the boys huddled together outside school, waiting for their parents to pick them up.
“Hey, you guys wanna come over to my house tonight?” asked Tom.
“Damit!” Sam swore loudly, “my stupid parents are making me go visit some stupid relatives at their stupid house in stupid Maine!”
“Well that’s stupid,” replied Joe, grinning. “But I can come.”
“Ok, what about you Mike?”
“Nah,” answered Mike glumly. “I have a big paper due along with a month’s worth of homework I’ve been putting off. Maybe next time.”
“Sorry man,” Joe said evenly. “But that’s just what you get for not doing homework.”
He managed to keep a straight face for a few seconds longer, than the four boys cracked up, remembering all the times they had constantly neglected to do homework.
Tom finally managed to stop laughing. “I guess it’s just the two of us then,” he said. “Well my ride is here. I have baseball practice, but you can come over at around 6:30ish, okay?”
“Yeah, see you then,” replied Joe, and with that Tom ran to his car.
Within a few minutes all four boys had been picked up for home, and not too long after it was 6:30 and Joe was leaving the car again, this time in front of Tom’s house. He knocked at the door, but there was no answer. Pulling his phone out Joe sent Tom a quick text:
tom @ ur hous were r u?
And ten seconds later he received a reply:
stil @ practis b bak soon. go ahead in, key in flower pot
After fishing around a bit Joe found the key in the flower pot and let himself in. Dropping his bag at the door, he took off his shoes and walked into Tom’s living room.
“Hello?” he called, walking over to the couch, and then he saw Jess.

Now, Jess was Tom’s sister, younger by only one year and incredibly attractive. In fact, she was so hot that even Tom jerked thinking about her every once in while. Her body was developing nicely, with a pair of firm breasts clearly visible under the tight shirts she usually wore.

This time, though, was not one of those moments. Not only was Jess not wearing a tight shirt, she wasn’t wearing a shirt at all. She was lying on the couch, her feet facing Joe, wearing only a bright pink pair of panties. One hand was inside them (and clearly herself as well) and the other was playing with her left breast. Normally a person’s reaction in this kind of situation would be to immediately stop and cover up, but the sight of Joe suddenly standing by her caused her to climax, and she was helpless as she writhed about moaning loudly, the shape of her hand in her panties moving back and forth, in and out. Having decided that she might was well embrace the powerful orgasm, her other hand continued playing with her tits, pinching and rubbing and groping. Joe, for his part, was frozen in place, his mouth open, his eyes wide, too surprised to even move his hand to the painful bulge in his pants.
Having finally regained some manner of control over her body, Jess stood up and grabbed a shirt, a small amount of fluid dripping from her panties, and after giving Joe an almost sly smile ran upstairs to her room.
Joe stood there for a few more moments, trying to grasp what he had just seen. While he had watched a lot of pornography (after all, how many boys his age hadn’t) he had never seen an actual girl naked before, and the image of Jess’s breasts shaking as she played with them was cemented in his mind.
He finally broke his trance when he heard the door open, and turning saw Tom run in to him.
“Hey man, sorry I’m late!” he said. “How long have been here for?”
“Not long,” Joe managed to mumble.
“You okay?” asked Tom. “You look like you just saw something.”
“Umm, yeah,” stuttered Joe. “I mean, no, I’m fine.”
“Okay,” said a skeptical Tom. “Well did I miss anything interesting?”
“Nope,” answered Joe. “You didn’t miss anything at all.”

To be Continued


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.

[amenablerebel]

Great story, hope that blizzard comes

[NoraazXD]

Yay for part 6! It's a little late, but it's extra long! Enjoy, give feedback, etc.

Part 6

Joe pushed what had happened with Jess to the back of his mind, and for the rest of the evening he and Tom were busy playing play Xbox, watching reruns of Saturday Night Live, and otherwise amusing themselves. Finally, after laughing their heads off at celebrity impersonations for an hour, the two boys decided to hit the hay.
“Man, I love SNL!” cried Tom as he climbed into his sleeping bag.
“Me too!” exclaimed Joe, following Tom’s lead. “Those sketches never get old!”
The boys were in Tom’s finished basement, a tricked out room with a plasma screen TV and surround sound system, in addition to the drawers of toys and videogames Tom and his sister owned. For the purpose of sleepovers, there were two twin-sized beds stored a few feet away from each other in one of the walls and a pullout couch. For tonight, Tom and Joe were making use of the beds, and they lay facing each other in the low light of a side-lamp.
“You tired?” asked Joe.
“Naw, not a bit,” answered Tom, checking his watch. “It’s only 11:00!”
“So what do you wanna do?”
“Umm,” thought Tom. “I don’t know. Any ideas?”
“Well…” said Joe mischievously.
“What? Spit it out!” Tom demanded.
“We could always play truth or dare.”
There was a long moment of silence. Tom thought about this. The last time he had played truth or dare was as a little kid with another friend, but it was mostly the usual dares of singing stupid songs or running around crazily. Nothing much had happened, other than one dare for both of them to pull down their pants. Tom remembered standing there, he and his friend naked from the waist down, and at this his dick gave a noticeable twitch. His mind drifted back to the previous weekend, and his confusion over his sexuality returned. Finally, he decided that the best way to overcome his uncertainty would be to maybe experiment a bit.
Meanwhile, Joe lay there, wondering if he had made a bad decision. Like Tom, Joe had played truth or dare when younger, but his game had gotten more intense. There had been some girls as well as boys, and all the players had had to kiss each other’s privates.
Finally, Tom spoke.
“Okay,” he said. “But let’s set some rules.”
“Sure!” replied Joe, relieved. “So, nothing with pain or that could get you really sick.”
“And nothing outside the room,” added Tom.
“How about nothing outside the house?” asked Joe.
“Fine, but it can’t be anything that could get me in trouble.”
“No problem!”
“So do you want to go first?” inquired Tom.
“Sure. Truth or Dare?”
“Truth,” replied Tom certainly.
Joe thought a moment. “How far have you gotten with a girl?”
“I’ve kissed a girl once,” Tom replied.
“Oh. Sally?”
For a short, and very-well known time, Tom had dated a popular girl named Sally. It had been the number one topic of gossip throughout the school, especially after Sally broke up with Tom for a football player several years older. The whole affair was a dark spot in Tom’s memory.
“Yeah,” responded Tom. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Umm… what’s your sexuality?”
Joe paused for a fraction of a second before replying, “Bi-curious.”
Tom was surprised. “Really? You never said anything”
“Well, you never asked,” said Joe defensively. “I’ve thought about it for a while, and I’m just not sure. What about you? Assuming you pick truth.”
“Yeah, I do.” Tom thought for a moment. “I guess I’m bi-curious as well. Or maybe just confused. I’m really not sure. Truth or dare?”
Joe nodded. “Okay. And truth.”
“What really happened before I got home?”
“Well, uh…” stuttered Joe.
“Come on, you have to say!”
“I, uh, walked in on, um, your sister, ah… masturbating,” he managed to stutter.
There was a long pause.
“Well was it hot?” Tom finally asked.
“Huh?” said a surprised Joe. “Um, yeah. Incredibly, actually.”
“Lucky fuck,” breathed Tom. “Was she naked?”
“Shirtless.”
“Awww,” sighed Tom, his hand moving to touch his growing cock though his pants.
“Dude, she’s your sister!” exclaimed Joe.
“So?” demanded Tom. “Have you seen those tits!? Besides, the only actual reason that kind of thing is wrong is because it decreases the size of the gene pool and increases the chance of inheriting negative traits, which can only really happen after repeated generations of inbreeding.”
“Wha???” mumbled a confused Joe.
“I have no fucking clue. I read it in a magazine this one time. The point is, who cares?”
“I guess you’re right,” said Joe, contemplatively. “Anyway, truth or dare?”
“How bout a dare?” asked Tom.
“Then I dare you to take your shirt off.”
“No probs!” exclaimed Tom, pulling off his shirt to expose his well-toned chest.
“Nice,” laughed Joe. “And I’ll take a dare.”
“Hmm…” thought Tom. “Hold on, I’ve got an idea.” And with that he sprinted up to his room.
He returned a short time later with a medium duffel bag.
“Some stuff to make this more interesting,” he answered to Joe’s quizzical look, and pulled out a blue long-sleeve shirt and pair of pants made of a tight, nylon-like material.
“From my ski-trips,” Tom said. “Take everything else off and put them on. Oh, and these too,” he added, grabbing a pair of blue and grey wool high-socks. He then indicated a small walk-in closet off the basement. “You can change in there if you want
Joe complied, going into the five-by-four room and returning a minute later in the ski-gear. Tom cracked up from the sight.
The clothes fit, but were very tight. Joe looked like he was wearing a pair of feety pajamas with high-socks on top. His erect nipples pushed against the fabric and the boner he had developed from the eroticism (yes, it is a word) of his situation created a massive, and uncomfortable, tent. Grinning sheepishly, Joe sat back down on the bed.
“My turn now,” he said. “Truth or dare?”
Realizing the likelihood of revenge, Tom picked truth.
Looking disappointed, Joe considered for a minute, then asked, “Have you ever jacked off thinking about a guy, and if so, who?”
“I have a few times, I guess.” Tom replied hesitantly. “Mostly it was just vague people, but, well, I may have thought about you and the guys once or twice.” He looked ashamed.
“It’s cool,” soothed Joe. “I have too.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. And truth.”
“Okay… What’s the furthest you’ve gotten with both a girl and a guy?” asked Tom, now feeling less awkward.
“Well when I was a lot younger I played truth or dare with some guys and girls, and we all had to kiss each other on the privates.”
“Whoa! Nice!” cried Tom. “How was it?”
“Well I was too young to really get a boner, but I remember it feeling kinda nice.”
Joe thought back more, the feeling of his lips pushing against the hairless slit of one of the girls, the weird taste as his mouth pressed up to the head of his friends, the embarrassment and smell as one of them farted in his face as he kissed their ass. He also remembered having the biggest penis of his friends, and the girls giggling as they each took a turn kissing it.
Joe was snapped out of this reverie by Tom’s hand in his face.
“Hey man, you still with me?” he asked curiously. “What you thinking bout? Although from the size of your boner I bet it was goooood.” He grinned.
“Err, nothing,” Joe answered quickly, blushing. “Truth or dare?”
“Dare,” replied Tom firmly.
“Perfect,” said Joe, grinning. “I dare you to…”

To be Continued


As you can see, I was really on a roll. I have even made progress for part seven, but I'm getting so horny from my own story I need to go wank XD. Nonetheless, barring large amounts of homework, the next part should be up in the next few days.


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.

[nuditydudity]

Nice update! I really like this story, and keep it up with the detail!!

[Saphir]

Nice part, your desire of wanking is quite understandable... xD

[NoraazXD]

So, part 7. Again a bit longer, sorry it's late I've had it done for a couple days but with people constantly breathing down my neck (literally, sometimes XD) I haven't had time to post. But you don't actually care about any of that. Enjoy the story, and happing jacking!

Part 7

“I dare you to wear only this,” Joe said evilly, pulling a gray pair of underwear out of the duffel bag. While not a thong, the leg section was only about one and half inches long; much short than with regular briefs.
“Whoa!” exclaimed Tom. “C’mon, man, really?”
“It’s your own fault for having them,” replied an unsympathetic Joe. “Now change.”
Grumbling, Tom snatched the shorts and went into the closet to change. When he returned a minute later, it was Joe’s turn to laugh.
In order to stop his growing boner from sticking out the leg holes of the underwear, Tom had been forced to painfully tuck his cock between his legs, and to keep it there he now had to sit with one leg crossed over the other, looking rather ridiculous.
Joe took this opportunity admire Tom’s well-toned form. He had seen Tom shirtless before, but he still admired his friend’s impressive six-pack. He also noticed the reasonably small amount of hair growing up Tom’s chest and on his legs.
“You likey?” asked Tom, noticing Joe’s gaze.
“Will you hate me if I say yes?”
“No.”
“Than yes,” said Joe.
Flexing slightly, Tom gave a sly wink, then asked “Truth or Dare?”
“Truth”
“How long is your dick?”
“Twelve inches,” replied Joe without hesitation.
“Yeah right,” said Tom, rolling his eyes. “Seriously, though.”
“Um, about six inches, I think.”
“Well let’s say I still don’t believe you,” inquired Tom deviously.
“Then I guess you’re going to just have to dare me and find out,” countered Joe in the same tone.
“Haha alright,” said Tom, grinning. “I’ll pick truth as well.”
“Same question.”
There was a pause. “Four inches,” answered Tom
“Ha! Seriously! That’s ti…”
“When flaccid,” finished Tom without missing a beat.
Joe stared at him for a second, then grinned.
“Well, fair’s fair,” said Joe. “I did ask for that.”
“Yup,” grinned Tom. “Actually, its also about six inches. And truth or dare?”
“I dare you to lose the shirt and pants and jack off for a minute.”
“Are you sure you wanna go there?” asked Joe, looking a little concerned.
“Uh-huh,” answered Tom. “You can change in the closet if you want to.”
“I think I’ll be fine here,” replied Joe, chuckling slightly. He paused for a minute, then slowly began pulling off the shirt, then pants.
Like Tom, Joe had a small amount of hair on his chest and legs, although much smaller muscles. And like Joe, Tom could not help but admire his friend’s attractive body, and the dick that was indeed about six inches long. Joe also had some pubic hair, but a small enough amount that suggesting he kept it trimmed.
“Who’s staring now?” asked Joe, grinning.
Tom glanced away uneasily, then gathered himself and grabbed his watch. “One minute, starting… now!”
And with that, Joe grabbed his now fully erect dick and began slowly pumping his fist up and down the shaft, his eyes closed and head leaning back; getting off on having one of his best friends watch him wank.
Tom, too, now had a ragging hard-on. With the pain it was causing still bent between his legs it took all his self-control to not reach his hand down and whip it out.
Then the minute was up and Tom called for Joe to stop.
Joe reached for the pants, but Tom stopped him.
“You can leave those off,” he said.
Joe shrugged. “Alright, whatever,” he replied, then went and sat back down, his cock still standing at attention. “And truth or dare?”
“Dare,” said Tom rashly.
“Okay then. You’re looking rather uncomfortable, so I dare you to give your dick some breathing room.”
Tom readjusted his legs, causing his boner to pop up and push hard against the underwear. He looked at Joe, who was still waiting expectantly, and reached down to pull his penis out into full view. Like he had said earlier, Tom’s dick was also about six inches, and he relaxed visibly as the pain finally began to recede. However, there was not even a hint of pubic hair.
“Dude,” said Joe.
“What?” asked Tom, than followed his friend’s gaze to his hairless area. “Oh yeah, I shave. It feels really nice. Wanna touch it?” he added mischievously.
“Err, I, ah…” stammered Joe.
“I dare you to,” Tom prompted, the look still on his face.
Joe got up and walked over and brushed his hand against Tom’s pubic area. It felt smooth and soft.
“Whoa,” he whispered, before silently moving back to sit on his bed.
Tom grinned at him.
“So,” Tom asked, breaking the silence. “Truth or dare?”
“Wait a minute!” exclaimed Joe. “I just did a dare!”
“No, I never asked you truth or dare, so technically it doesn’t count.” Tom continued to grin.
Joe looked like he wanted to argue, but instead simply answered, “Dare.”
“Then lets take it up a notch. I dare you to jack ME off.”
Joe stood again and almost eagerly moved to Tom’s bed. Kneeling down, he reached his hand over and grasped Tom’s cock. It felt warm in his hand, and he liked the feelings going through his own dick as he took in that he was holding another man’s penis. Tom also felt very pleasurable sensations, and as Joe began to stroke up and down he lay back on the bed, thinking about how much better this felt than when he did it himself.
Joe picked up the pace and reached a hand into Tom’s underwear to play with his friend’s also hairless balls. With this Tom started moaning loudly, and Joe had to slow his pace for fear someone might actually hear them. After about a minute, he stopped.
Tom sat back up, and as Joe he rose stood up as well. They stared at each other for a long moment, then Tom leaned in to give his friend a hug. At first it looked as though they might kiss, but at the last minute Tom seemed to hesitate and turned his head so only their cheeks touched.
Nonetheless, the sight was incredibly arousing. The two boys stood, their dicks pressed flat against both their chests, arms wrapped tight around each other. Joe reached his hands down into Tom’s underwear and began to stroke his ass, and Tom put one hand on Joe’s bare ass and used the other to start slowly stroking Joe’s dick. Now it was Joe’s turn to moan as he experienced a feeling like nothing he had ever felt before. They stayed like this for almost two minutes, grinding against each other and moaning softly; two boys entering a world they had only recently started thinking of and that they never thought they might actually enter.
Finally, they broke apart. Still standing close together, they looked into each other’s eyes.
Again it was Tom who moved first. Even as Joe seemed to start to move in for a kiss, Tom sat back down. Looking a bit disappointed, Joe also returned to his bed and in another moment it was like almost nothing had happened.
“So,” Joe began, taking a deep breath. “Truth or dare?”

To be Continued


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.

[nuditydudity]

Great post! Def had some jack off time in there.
Like the amount of detail, keep it up!
Awesome story, and looking forward to more.

[NoraazXD]

Here's part 8, bringing the lovely Jess back into the story. Next chapter will conclude the sleepover at Tom's house (but not the story, don't worry now) and allow for some of the other characters to have a, ahem, turn. Enjoy!


Part 8

“Truth or dare?” asked Joe.
Tom was silent, still thinking about what had just happened.
“Helloooo?” Joe called to his friend.
“Wha…” said Tom, snapping out of his trance. “Oh, uh, dare.”
“Great! I dare you to go into your sister’s room and, um, get a pair of her panties. Oh, and you have to be completely naked.”
“What!?” exclaimed Tom. “Dude, that breaks one of the rules. If I get caught I’ll be in huge trouble!”
“Well then don’t get caught,” replied Joe indifferently.
Tom grumbled for a minute, then stood and removed his underwear and climbed the stairs to the first floor. Joe watched him leave, than lay back on the bed and began slowly jacking off, thinking about the night so far.

Slowly creeping along, Tom reached the second floor and his sister’s room. After allowing a minute for his eyes to adjust to the dark, he quietly opened the door to her room. Although it was nearly pitch black, Tom had been in his sister’s room enough times to know where things were. He heard a noise, a rustle of the covers, and stopped. Tom waited another minute to see if Jess had woken up, and hearing nothing quickly moved to her dresser and opened the top left drawer where he knew her underwear was kept. Grabbing one at random, he silently closed the drawer again and froze at the sound of a small gasp. Waiting another moment, and thinking to himself that it was just his mind playing tricks on him, Tom snuck out of the room, closing the door behind him. Once in the hall he breathed a sigh of relief, thankful his sister had not woken up, then walked back to the basement, his prize clutched tightly in his hand.

Lying in bed, naked (she always slept naked), Jess wondered what had woken her up. She had just had a dream about her brother’s friend Joe walking in on her half naked and masturbating, and thinking about it was making her slightly wet. Then she remembered it hadn’t been a dream, but real. At this she moved her hand down to her soft pussy and started to rub, but a slight noise at the door made her stop and look. She saw the door was open a crack, no doubt what had woken her up, and that something was dimly visible beyond. As she lay silent, wondering whom it could be and feeling terror well up in her, the door opened more and a figure crept in. Although it was very dark, Jess thought it was her brother in her room, and judging by the way he knowingly slunk towards her drawers she became almost sure. There was something else, too, something odd about the way his figure looked. Watching as Tom (she was nearly sure it was Tom, now) reached into one of her drawers and took something, she finally realized what was bugging her. Tom seemed to be… naked. At the thought of this she let out a little gasp, and the figure froze. Silently swearing to herself, she quieted down and tried to pretend she was asleep. Eventually the figure moved again, leaving her room and closing the door behind him. Jess waited a couple seconds, then climbed out of bed and went to the door as well. Opening it a crack, she heard someone moving away down the hall, and once the noise of footsteps had faded she opened the door the rest of the way to follow. For a moment Jess considered throwing on some clothes, but decided against it. She wasn’t sure why, figuring if her brother was bold enough to walk around nude she was as well. And besides, she thought to herself, this was kind of turning her on. Closing the door behind her, Jess moved down the hall to the basement.

Tom strode into the basement, his boner at full mast, proudly presenting the fruits of his dare, a pair of his sister’s panties, orange with white polka dots. Joe stood up to look, having stopped masturbating as soon as he heard Tom’s approach, and came for a closer look.
“Nice,” he said. “Now you have to wear them on your head.”
Tom grinned, his success to great to care about Joe’s silly addition, and pulled the underwear on like a hat. The boys sat back down on their beds and Tom told Joe the whole story of what had happened. Once, when they thought they heard something, they looked around, but soon dismissed it as the house creaking and went back to their game.
“My turn!” exclaimed Tom. “Truth or dare?”
“I’ll take a truth this time,” replied Joe.
“Wuss! Okay, uh, what did you do while I was gone?”
“Err, I jacked off,” answered Joe, blushing slightly. Tom took it in stride.
“Cool. Dare me, bro.”
“I dare you to…” there was a pause as Joe thought, seeming to be making a tough decision. Finally, he looked at Tom. “I dare you to suck my dick.”
Tom paused for a minute, then walked over and knelt in front of Joe’s hard cock.

Jess paused at the top of the basement stairs, listening. She had followed her brother (she knew it was Tom now, having seen him as he turned out of the kitchen) and was wondering what to do next. She also knew he was naked, having seen his bare back and bottom, again as he left the kitchen. Finally, Jess decided what to do. Sneaking the door at the top of the stair open, she climbed down a few steps so she could see but not be seen. The sight made her gasp, and she leaned away as the two boys looked towards the noise. She was not sure what she had been expecting, but it was not her brother, naked with her favorite pair of panties on her head, sitting across from Joe, also naked and wearing high-socks. The two boys were talking, Jess could not hear about what, but she caught phrases, one of which she could have sworn was “truth or dare.” She was just thinking about going back to bed, it had to be at least 1:00 in the morning, when there was a pause in the talking. Looking over, she saw hesitation on her brother’s face, then he got up and went to kneel in front of Joe. With utter surprise, she saw Tom’s head descend, and suddenly he was taking Joe’s cock in his mouth, bobbing up and down as Joe quietly moaned. Watching this highly erotic spectacle, Jess’ hand moved unconsciously to her slit and she began playing with herself. She also let out a small gasp, and though it was masked by Joe’s noise it caused her to realize the danger of her being caught. So, reluctantly, Jess made her way back to her room, thinking about what she had seen.

To be Continued


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.

[gotdared]

This story is absolutely amazing. I'm just sayin'

[nuditydudity]

Wow! Great new chapter! Loved the multiple perspectives.
Keep it up man!!!

[NoraazXD]

gotdared, just sayin that when I read your post I went


Next chapter should be out in a few days (for reals this time)

[immaeatu]

im totally lubbin this story!!! <33

[gotdared]

Originally Posted by NoraazXD

gotdared, just sayin that when I read your post I went


Next chapter should be out in a few days (for reals this time)

I try Please post it soon!

[NoraazXD]

So as much as I hate to make excuses, here it is. I have been sick and literally confined to my bed. But I am getting better (all the time) and now have the next part of the story! Enjoy!

Part 9

Bending over, Tom slowly took Joe’s cock in his mouth. He started with the head, simply sucking and using his tongue. Although he could taste precum, Tom was surprisingly not grossed out, and what he was doing felt… right. Then he began to bob his head on his friend’s cock, his lips tightly grasping the shaft, rubbing it as Tom moved up and down. He moved his hand down to his own cock, which was throbbing non-stop, and began fiercely jacking himself.

The minute Tom’s lips touched his cock Joe was in pure ecstasy. As Tom began to suck Joe moaned and moaned and moaned, wave after wave of pleasure rolling over him in a way he had never even dreamed of. He sat there, oblivious to all else, desperately holding back the eventually climax, trying to get as much as possible out of what could be a one-time chance. As the feelings increased Joe, barely conscious of his friend whacking himself off, reached down and took Tom’s other hand, placing on his balls. Tom got the message and began to gently massage his friend’s sack, still sucking and licking hard and fast. With his balls being stimulated as well, Joe knew he only had a few seconds left. Then, when Tom began jamming his tongue down Joe’s piss hole, Joe reached the point of no return.
“I’m gonna cum!” he managed to gasp out.
With this warning, Tom pulled his head away just in time as thick globs of semen poured out of his friend’s dick and all over his chest. Falling back, Joe lay there, panting, until his climax began to subside and his balls were finally empty.
“Here,” said Tom from back beside his bed, throwing a box of tissues to Joe, who mopped up the mess.
Tom began to finish himself off, but Joe stopped him.
“Wait,” he said, “let me.” And with that he came over and began stroking Tom’s dick.
Now it was Tom’s turn to moan, and he lay back to enjoy his second hand job of the night. This time, though, Joe was going all the way. Playing with Tom’s balls as well, he slowly moved his hand from the base of his friend’s cock to the very top, then just as slowly moved back down. Soon he began to pick up speed, spitting into his hand and using his own saliva as lubricant when necessary. In a few minutes his hand was flying up and down, concentrating on the sensitive are just below the head, and Tom was getting ready to explode.
“I’m cumminggggg…” Tom moaned, but Joe didn’t stop, instead going even fast so that Tom, too, had the best climax of his life so far.
One, two, three, four burst of cum shot out of Tom’s dick, one even hitting him in the chin. Joe continued to jack until the flow stopped, then went back and got the tissues for Tom.
After they finished cleaning everything up the boys looked at each other, their cocks now flaccid. They got up and gave each other one last hug, their boners twitching back into existence, and then parted, grinning. Without another word both Tom and Joe climbed into their beds, still naked, and quickly fell asleep, exhausted from that night’s play.

Meanwhile, Jess had made it back to her room without incident and was lying on top of her bed, also still completely naked. She was in a similar position to when she had been caught by Joe: one hand massaging her breast and the other deep in her pussy. Her eyes were closed, the image of her brother sucking on Joe’s cock burned deep into her brain. She was not sure why it turned her on so much, this act of homosexuality, but it did. A lot. She played the scene over and over again in her head, her fingers thrusting in and out of her wet cunt, her hand pinching and rolling her rock-hard tit. Although Jess had not seen the end of that erotic encounter, she created one for herself. As Joe began to tremble in the ecstasy of his orgasm, his hands grabbed Tom’s head, pulling it down hard on his cock. He came deep in Tom’s throat, and though he gagged and choked he continued to bob up and down with assistance from Joe’s hands. Jess envisioned the cum dripping from her brother’s mouth and down Joe’s cock, and more oozed out as he pulled away and gazed at Joe with those big, light-brown eyes. He climbed on top of Joe, who reached down to continue jacking Tom’s dick as he was pushed onto his back. As her dream-vision focused on Tom’s dick thrusting in and out of Joe’s hand and the hot streams of cum that soon came pouring out all over the their naked bodies, her brother and his friend, Jess gave a final moan and climaxed hard, erupting all over her hand, still deep inside her, and her bed sheets. As her stream of cum finished, two thoughts entered Jess’s head: first, that she had the two most amazing climaxes of her whole life (so far, wink wink) in a single day, and second, that one of said amazing climaxes had involved her thinking almost entirely about her brother. As she cleaned up her mess Jess focused on this second thought the most, and though it rather troubled her she was really too exhausted to think about it much. So she just crawled into her bed and, after having that glorious orgasm, slept like a baby.

The events of the next morning went as such:
Tom and Joe woke up to the call of “Breakfast’s ready!” and, after checking to make sure they were alone downstairs, got up and got dressed.
The two boys quickly threw the rest of Tom’s “special clothes” back into the duffel bag, which was then shoved under one of the beds, and ran upstairs to a delicious meal of bagels with all the fixin’s.
Jess also woke up, got dressed and went downstairs to eat, avoiding her brother and Joe until she could figure out how to handle what she had seen (and subsequently whacked off to) the previous night.
After eating, while Joe called his parents to get picked up, Tom sneakily brought the duffel bag back upstairs and returned all items of clothing to their proper places.
Joe and Tom hung out for a little longer, ignoring what had happened the night before, except at one point when they awkwardly agreed not to tell any of the other guys.
Jess sat in her room (fully clothed this time) and eventually decided to see how with minimal interference on her part she could use what had happened to her advantage.
Joe got picked up and went home.
Jess masturbated to orgasm.
Tom went to his room and found, to his great surprise, his sister’s pair off orange and white polka dotted panties sitting on his bed, although he could have sworn he had returned them to Jess’s room while she had been eating.
Tom picked up the panties, which interestingly enough looked like they had been recently cum in, and returned them to his sister’s room when it was empty.

To be Continued


Also, just for funz, I have a little challenge for all you readers. In the last line of the second to last section

So she just crawled into her bed and, after having that glorious orgasm, slept like a baby.

there is a movie reference. Whoever can figure out what movie it is from (and it is a fairly recent movie) will get to, like, choose what characters appear in the next part or make a new character or possibly some other cliché prize. Good luck!


Disclaimer: I will do my best to post new parts to the story as fast as I can, but (as I'm sure the other writers out there know) that's easier said than done.