Cum Scouts, part 7 (bbmm, mF, preg, inc, oral)

by this guy (thisguy.1066@gmail.com)

Summary: Another lesson: and two more hard cream-shooting dicks...



We heard the buzzer on the washer go off.  Jeff and I simply walked out
of his bedroom.  We headed to the laundry room; and moved our clean, but
wet, shorts and socks to the dryer.

"Ya know it's gonna take forever for your shoes to dry-out just sitting
there." Rich's voice drifted into the house from the backyard, "You gonna
try using Mom's blow-dryer?" he asked.  Jeff shrugged his shoulders at his
older brother's comment; and the two of us stepped outside to grab our
sneakers.

"Oh my god: you're naked," an unfamiliar voice said.  Somehow Jeff and I
had managed to forget about the fact that Jeff's older brother's friend,
Pete had come to the house.  And, since we had thought Rich was the only
other person there, we hadn't bothered to put any clothes on.

"Ough..." I quietly groaned.

"Well; ya see, we kinda..." Jeff began trying to explain our nudity.

"No need to explain: I get it," Pete said.  I breathed a sigh of relief
before he continued speaking, "Ya can't have sex with each other with
clothes on."

I was about to tell Pete to go to hell; when Rich, who was doing his
best to suppress laughter at his friend's comment, spoke up in our defense,
"They accidentally pissed on each other." Jeff and I both nodded at Rich's
explanation.

"It happens: don't worry about it," Pete said.  I breathed yet another
sigh of relief, before Pete continued speaking, "So, Rich tells me you two
have jerked-off each other, sucked each other's dicks, and swallowed each
other's cum."

"What, are you gonna call us homo's?" I rhetorically asked.

"Hell no!" Pete firmly replied.  "I wish I had a friend who was willing
to do stuff like that with me when I was twelve."

"Really?" Jeff asked enthusiastically.

"Yeah," Pete replied so flatly he had to be telling the truth.

"So?" I asked, wondering where this conversation was headed.

"What?" Pete asked.

"Uhm..." Rich said, "...I think they want to know when you, ah..." he
trailed off.

"Oh," Pete said, "you mean..."

There was a moment of silence before Jeff spoke up, "So, how old were
you when you guys first..."

"Us?  You mean Rich and me?" Pete said.  He took a breath before saying,
"Well, I didn't meet Rich until three years ago, when I was sent to live
with my grand-pa...when I was fourteen."

"You're seventeen?" I asked in near disbelief.

"Yup," Pete said before proudly adding, "I drove over here."

"So what kind of..." I began to ask.

Jeff cut me off, "Why were you sent to live with your grandparents?"
Rick smirked before Pete could begin answering Jeff's question.

"I got two women pregnant when I was thirteen," Pete said with pride.

"Really!?" Jeff and I asked at the same time.

"Yeah," Pete continued, "And since my grand-pa was a drill instructor in
the Marines for twelve years my mom thought he'd straighten me out..."

"Did it work?" Jeff asked.

"Well, I haven't knocked up any women since..." Pete offered, "So..."

"I'd call that a success," I commented, before asking, "Who were they,
and how did you knock up those girls?"

"Women: not girls," Pete corrected me, "Well: the first one was Carmella. She
was kinda short and a bit over weight, she was probably about thirty-five and
my parents' maid.  About two weeks after I turned thirteen she came into my
bedroom to clean...when she walked in I was laying on my bed naked...and 
jerking-off.  I figured she was gonna scream, or run, or who knows what; but 
she didn't.  She closed the door and asked if I wanted her to clean me."

"Clean you?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah," Pete said, "I wasn't sure what she meant, but figured `why not';
so I said `sure'.  She kinda pushed my hand away from my dick, which was
still hard, and commented that it was big.  She got on the bed with me,
lifted up her skirt and straddled my hips.  Suddenly my dick was engulfed
by this soft moist warm thing..."

"Her pussy?" I interrupted.

"That's right!" Pete said through a smile.  He took a breath and
continued, "She started bouncing up-and-down; making my dick slide
in-and-out of her...  It wasn't long before she started panting and her
forehead got all sweaty.  Then, her eyes rolled back in her head and her
pussy got really warm, wet, and started rippling around my dick.  I tried
to tell her I was about to shoot my cum, but I couldn't seem to be able to
speak.  I had barely begun wondering why I couldn't form words when I felt
the first spurt of cum spew out of my dick.  It felt INCREDIBLE: her pussy
seemed to suck the cum out of my dick and whisk it away; providing plenty
of space for me to shoot more cum in her...  I must have shot like ten
spurts of cum into her pussy..."

Glancing away from Pete I noticed that both Rich and Jeff had ear-to-ear
smiles, Rich's dick had tented up / out the front of his shorts, and Jeff
was slowly stroking his fully inflated dick.  Glancing down I noticed that
I had involuntarily started stroking my own dick.  Looking back at Pete, I
saw that the front of his shorts were also tented up / out...

"Ted, why don't you show Pete how good you are at sucking dick," Rich
suggested.

I nodded and half shrugged my shoulders.  Pete tossed a cushion on the
patio in front of the lounge chair he was sitting on; I kneeled down on it,
undid the fly on Pete's shorts and fished his hard dick out of his boxers.
"Wow" was all I could think when I saw his dick: it was nearly seven inches
long and at least one-and-a-half inches in diameter.  I licked my lips,
open my mouth and plunged my head down.  Following Rich's instructions, I
pushed out my lips while continuing to move my head down: engulfing more
and more of his dick in my mouth.  As I felt the tip of his dick get to my
throat I swallowed.  His dick popped into my throat, as I expected it to,
enabling me to move my head down until my nose bumped against his pubic
bone.  I began repeatedly swallowing: my throat muscles rippling around his
dick.

"Damn Ted!  You give great head," Pete commented before suggesting,
"Jeff, why don't you suck on your brother while I tell the rest of the
story." A few seconds later I could sense that Rich's dick was buried in
his little brother's mouth and throat.  Pete continued telling us his
story, "So, a few minutes after I shot my cum in her pussy, Carmella got
off of me and went back to cleaning.  Hoping for a repeat, the next week I
made sure to be laying on my bed naked and stroking my dick when Carmella
got to the house.  When she walked in to see me naked for a second time,
she again joined me on the bed..."

"On top of you again," Rich half asked, half commented; although I was
pretty sure he'd heard the story before.

"Yeah," Pete continued, "She was on top of me.  It pretty much went the
same as the previous week; except I actually was able to form words while
she was fucking me.  I told her I was only thirteen and kinda asked her why
she was fucking me.  She told me that her boyfriend Juan had been deported
two months earlier and she needed sex.  Despite not really caring, I asked
her why she needed sex so much; she said Juan was an extra horny guy and he
made her fuck him twice a day.  I remember saying I thought it sucked that
he got deported, but she said it was okay, `cause I had a bigger dick than
him.

Suddenly I heard a groan followed by Rich saying, "Oh yeah," behind me.
I was all but certain he was shooting his hot fifteen-year-old cream into
Jeff's twelve-year-old throat.  And knowing Jeff, he was swallowing each
and every drop of his big brother's boy cream.  The very thought made my
already hard dick begin drooling pre-cum.

Meanwhile Pete continued with his story, "So for a second time I shot my
cum in Carmella's pussy.  Again she got off me and went back to cleaning
like nothing had happened..."

"That's a hot story," Jeff interrupted.

"Yup," Jeff commented.

Pete chuckled a little then went back to telling the story, "So, it went
on like that; the same way every week for seven weeks.  On the seventh week
Carmella told me she was pregnant.  I wasn't sure how to react at all: so
much so that I wasn't able to speak for a few minutes.  Once I finally was
able to get words out of my mouth I tried to ask how she'd gotten pregnant
/ who the father was.  That's when she told me it had to be me..."

"Whoa," Jeff commented.

"Ya...  Well, that was the last I saw of Carmella.  Apparently, my
younger sister had overheard Carmella telling me that I had knocked her up
and told our parents..." Pete continued

Pulling my head up and off of Pete's dick, I commented, "Wow, that sucks."

"It did, but going from sex once a week to no sex really sucked..." Pete
said as he looked down at me.  He then looked over towards Jeff before
speaking again, "Damn, you two look like your dicks are about to burst."
Taking a breath he paused for a second before suggesting, "Jeff, why don't
you suck on Ted's dick and Rich: suck on Jeff's."

After a bit of shuffling and repositioning Jeff's dick was in his older
brother's mouth, my dick was in my best friend's mouth and Pete's dick was
back in my mouth.  Pete went back to telling the story, "So about four
months later, I got a new math tutor: Ms.  Yurceed.  I got a weird vibe
from her the first time I met her...maybe it was the fact that she was
always licking her lips.  But, whatever...  So she was about twenty; one of
those geeky college chicks, reasonably good looking but far from hot... 
When she was tutoring me she was always touching my in some way: her hand
would be on my back of my knee or my arm..." he trailed off.

I swallowed hard twice in quick succession so my throat muscles would
ripple around Pete's dick.  "OH MY GOD!" he practically shouted as I first
felt his dick expand slightly in my mouth / throat and then felt the first
blast of his hot cum shoot directly down my throat.  I moved my head back
just far enough that the tip of his seventeen-year-old dick was no longer
in my mouth.  In a matter of seconds my mouth was completely filled the six
big spurts of Pete's teenage cream.

Once his dick stopped shooting its cream into my mouth I eased my head
back further until just the head of his softening dick was in my mouth.  I
tilted my head back as far as I could, to the point where the underside of
my nose was nearly vertical and slowly opened my mouth: allowing Pete's
softening seventeen-year-old dick to fall free of my lips.  Wanting to
show-off a little for these two older guys, I kept my mouth open and
pointed at it.

Pete looked down into my open mouth and his jaw fell open.

"Ha...ah...man.  You guys gotta see this," he commented.  In a matter of a
few seconds Rick appeared next to Pete, while Jeff had slid his mouth off
my dick and crawled out from under me and was standing on the other side of
Pete.

Jeff began to say, "What's so..." trailing off when he looked down into
my open mouth.  "Whoa!" he exclaimed.

"Man Ted, you r mouth is really full," Rich commented.

"It's about to get fuller," Jeff said through a cringe as he positioned
the head of his twelve-year-old dick an inch above my open lips.  Little
more than a second after Jeff had finished saying those words the first
spurt of his hot twelve-year-old boy cream was shooting out of the little
hole at the tip of his dick.

The first spurt landed on my chin just below my lower lip.  He moved his
dick slightly: adjusting his aim so that the second spurt of his cream wet
went between my lips, where it joined Pete's in my mouth.  My best friend
added another five spurts of his boy cream to what was already in my mouth
before he finished.

"Here let me help you," Rich offered as he reached out with his right
hand and pushed the spurt of his younger brother's cream up and over my
lower lip and into my mouth.

I took a deep breath through my nose and closed my lips.  With one hard
swallow I gulped down the entire mouthful of boy cream at once.  Smiling up
at the three guys I proceeded to open my mouth and stick my tongue out to
show them that I had swallowed the entirety of both loads at once.

"Wow," Jeff commented, a hint of amazement in his voice.

"Let me finish you off," Pete said before taking my twelve-year-old dick
in his hand: stroking its entire length in a quick smooth motion.

He hadn't moved his hand up-and-down the length of my pre-cum drooling
twelve-year-old dick more than ten times when I felt my balls draw up.  An
instant later I shot a huge spurt of my hot twelve-year-old boy cream shot
out of the little hole at the end of my dick.  I was shocked to see it
splatter across Pete's cheek.  He moved his head to the side slightly, just
in time for the second spurt to fly over his left shoulder.  Another three
big spurts of my hot twelve-year-old boy cream shot out of my dick, all of
them arcing over Pete's left shoulder.  One final, much smaller, spurt
oozed out of my dick effectively glazing Pete's seventeen-year-old fingers.

"Oh god," I gasped as I half collapsed onto the lounge chair next to Pete.

***

By the time I caught my breath Jeff was handing me my now dried shirt,
shorts, and socks.

As I was pulling my shorts up my bare legs Pete asked, "Hey Ted, why
aren't you wearin' any underpants?"

"Oh, yeah..." I began, "well, so...  Uhm, right.  So Jeff stayed over at
my house the past couple nights..." I paused for a second trying to find
the right words, "...and well, we had been...you know.  And, well Jeff had
to use the can.  He was in there for a while, and I started thinkin' maybe
he had an allergic reaction to my cream.  I figured I should check to see
that he was okay; but I was naked, so to save time I put on my shorts and
shirt and didn't bother with my underpants..."

Pete half nodded before asking, "So why aren't you wearing any
underpants now?"

"Right," I explained, pausing for a second as I pulled my t-shirt over
my head, "Jeff wanted to know what it was like going without underpants,
and suggested we should try going an entire day without them..."

"Oh," Pete commented, "So how is it?"

"It's okay, I guess," I said as I was pulling my socks on.

There was a strange moment of silence as I put my, mostly dry sneakers
on, before Pete offered, "You want a ride home?"

"Hell yeah," Jeff said as he was coming out the back door of his house.