We had managed to sell another five candy bars after we left Stephanie's house. The fact that we had been out-and-about for two hours was starting to take its toll on us... "Jeez, I gotta take a leak," I commented.

"Me too," Jeff said, "My house is closer." With that we headed for Jeff's house.

After a walking for a few seconds in silence Jeff said, "Holy shit, man: we did it with a girl!"

"Yeah," I beamed.

"Wow...I mean WOW! A girl swallowed my cream," Jeff half bragged.

"Yeah...and I fucked a girl!" I exclaimed in a state of near giddiness.

"Yeah," suddenly my best friend sounded down, "and I didn't..."

"You'll fuck her next time," I reassured him.

"Yeah, but...today..." he trailed off.

"Today...well if not getting to fuck today bothers you so much you can fuck my butt when we get to your house," I offered, hoping he'd decline.

Jeff laughed a little at my comment before saying, "We'll see..."

***

When we got to Jeff's house we found the front door locked, and Jeff didn't have a key. "Round back," he suggested. We literally ran around the corner of the house to the gate the lead into the fenced-in back yard. Jeff pulled on the handle of the gate: it didn't open. He pulled on it again, still it didn't open.

As the seconds were ticking away I had to pee more and more urgently. "I'm not gonna make it," I said before stepping behind the large tree next to the gate. Quickly pulling down the waistband of my shorts, I yanked my flaccid dick out and let loose a torrent of warm yellow liquid.

Less than a second later, my best friend was standing next to me behind the tree: the front of his shorts pulled down, his dick out and a stream of golden liquid arcing down to the base of the tree.

"Don't cross the streams," I said with a chuckle, parodying the movie `Ghostblasters.'

Jeff laughed before saying, "I'm crossing the streams," as he adjusted his aim: the two stream of piss hitting each other. We were so busy laughing at our respective comments that neither of us was really watching were our streams of piss were going. Heck, I didn't look down until I felt my feet getting wet. Jumping, when I saw that piss was hitting the tops of my sneakers and being absorbed into my socks; my stream of warm yellow piss ended up splashing over my best friend's shorts.

"Crap!" we both said at the same time. Jeff jumped out of the stream of warm yellow liquid gushing from my dick...sending the stream of his own urine all over my legs. Then, when I jumped out of his stream of piss I ended up soaking his feet.

It went on like that for a good thirty or forty seconds, as neither of us was able to stop pissing. Once our respective streams of warm golden yellow urine stopped flowing, we were both thoroughly soaked from the waist down: talk about disgusting!

"Ough," Jeff said in a disgusted tone in the fraction of a second before kicking the bottom of the gate. Without either of us even touching the handle, the gate gently swung open, "Seriously..." my best friend half complained / half commented.

We stepped through the now open gate, closed it behind us, and awkwardly ran across Jeff's backyard. As we approached the back door I suggested, "We better take our sneakers and socks off so we don't make a mess in the house."

The wet urine soaked laces were surprisingly difficult to untie, but we managed to get out sneakers off. Then we set to work pealing our piss soaked socks off our feet...another challenge. Once barefoot, I reached out; grabbing the doorknob and began turning it. I hadn't gotten the doorknob a quarter of the way to the `open' possession, when I saw Jeff hook his thumbs in the waistband of his shorts. He quickly yanked them down and stepped out of them; leaving his wearing only a t-shirt.

Seeing the puzzled look on my face my best friend explained, "This way we won't drip on the floor." It made sense; so I let go of the doorknob and hooked my own thumbs in the waistband of my own shorts. Moving my hands down as I jumped up into the air, I quite literally jumped out of my piss soaked shorts.

Seconds later we were inside Jeff's house. "Okay, so we can take a quick shower to get the pee off us..." I said, as we began making our way to the bathroom.

"Right, then we can throw our shorts and socks in the washer then the dryer," Jeff thought out loud, "But how are we gonna clean / dry our shoes?"

"Ah," I said, pausing to take a breath before suggesting, "What about your mom's hair dryer?"

"Yeah, that..." my best friend trailed off as we stepped into the bathroom.

"Why aren't you guys wearing any pants!?" Rich, Jeff's fifteen year old brother asked in an accusing tone. Holy shit! I hadn't even noticed him sitting in the tub butt naked when I stepped into the bathroom...

"Ah, we...ah..." I stammered.

"We, uhm, kinda had...well something happened and our pants and shoes got wet..." Jeff offered an explanation to his brother.

"What? Did you two geniuses piss-yourselves..." Rich half asked / half commented with a smirk.

"No way!" I adamantly declared, hoping to avoid the jokes at our expense that Rich would almost certainly make.

"We couldn't get the gate open and went behind the big tree and kinda...well you know," Jeff tried to explain.

Rich chuckled at his younger brother's explanation before saying, "Yeah, I been there..."

Breathing a sigh of relief, I happened to glance down. I was surprised to see that Rich's fifteen-year-old dick was not only hard and standing up straight in the water, but it was at least six inches long! I was fairly sure Rich hadn't noticed that my eyes had shifted to his dick, until he asked, "You guys ever jerk-off?"

"Yeah, sure," Jeff replied.

"Oh yeah," I said with a chuckle, "lots of times..."

"That's good," Rich commented, "now; you guys wanna see something really neat?" with a little grin.

"You mean the white cream shooting out of your dick?" I asked. Rich's grin got a bit bigger and he nodded.

"Seen it: it looks cool," my best friend said.

"Sure," Rich said in a disparaging tone, "...but have you ever seen it shoot out underwater?"

"No," Jeff and I both said at the same time.

"Well...wanna see it?" Rich asked, practically gloating, he added, "it looks WAY cooler underwater..."

"Okay," Jeff said in a fairly non-committal tone, as I simply nodded. With that Rich spread his legs as wide as the tub would allow, wrapped the fingers of his right hand around his hard fifteen-year-old dick, and began moving his right hand up-and-down the length of its shaft.

The three of us must have been there like that in silence for a full minute before Rich asked, "So... ah, what do you guys think about when you jerk-off?"

"Girls," I spoke up.

"...and big boobs," Jeff added.

"Yeah," I said on the verge of giggling, "...and chicks bending over while wearing thongs under short skirts!"

Still moving his right hand up-and-down the length of his fifteen-year-old dick, Rich said, "That's good stuff..." he paused for a second before he continued speaking, "What about having girls stroke your dicks?... Or putting your dicks into a girl's pussy?..."

"Well, yeah...that too," Jeff scoffed.

After another two or three minutes of silence Rich spoke up, "Watch now; `cause it's about to happen."

There was a second of silence before Rich groaned. I could clearly see his hairy balls draw-up under his dick through the water. A fraction of a second later a stream of white shot out of the little hole at the tip of his fifteen-year-old dick. It seemed to dissipate in the water like a strange white cloud... About a second and a half later, another stream of white shot out of Rich's dick; this stream moved through the cloudy white area in the water before dissipating into a cloud of its own...

Spurt after spurt, the white cream continued to shoot out of Rich's dick making the water in front of his dick cloudier and cloudier... Wow that had looked REALLY COOL: I couldn't wait to try it myself.

"So, now you guys know another way to jerk-off," Rich said as he stood up in the tub. He stepped out of the tub and asked "You guys gonna wash the piss of yourselves now?"

"Hell yeah," I said as I yanked the t-shirt over my head. Little more than a second after Rich had stepped out of the bath tub I was stepping into the water with its cloud of white cream.

"Ah...wha...okay," Rich said as I was moving the water and his cream over the lower half of my hairless twelve-year-old body.

"What?" I simply asked after a few seconds of silence; still splashing the water over my body to get the urine smell off me.

"You know my cum is in that water...right?" Rich asked. "Ya: so?" I replied without really thinking.

Rich smirked, "You're a lot kinkier than I would-a guessed."

"Hunh?" I half asked, not sure what Rich meant.

Rich ignored my comment, turned to his younger brother and asked, "You ever taste your cum?"

"Sure," Jeff replied matter-of-factly.

"Oh, yeah: what's it taste like?" Rich asked, clearly testing us.

"Tastes salty," Jeff said.

"...and pretty good," I added.

"Alright..." Rich said through a congratulatory chuckle.

I stood in the tub; then pushed the water off my arms, belly, butt, and upper legs before stepping out of the tub. Rich handed me the towel he had dried himself off with, as Jeff pulled his t-shirt over his head; before stepping into the still full bath tub. While I dried off my lower legs and feet Jeff sat in the water and began splashing it over the lower half of his body to get the piss off him.

Deciding to `take the offensive' so to speak, I asked Rich "Are there any other ways to jerk-off?"

"Hell yeah!" he enthusiastically replied, "You can wrap something around your dick, like a sock, and shoot in it: it's good `cause there's no mess to clean up..."

"Why hadn't I thought of that," Jeff and I said at the same time.

"Don't be bummed-out; `cause it doesn't feel as good," Rich explained.

"Oh," I said, "that sucks."

"Yea," Rich said with a little sigh. "If you want it to feel better; have somebody else jerk you off..." he trailed off.

"We already did that," Jeff blurted out.

"Each other?" Rich asked.

"Yeah," I said, "...a few times," somewhat embarrassed to admit it.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about: my friends and I jerk-off each other all the time," Rich offered. "So..." he paused, "...then am I to gather that you tasted cum when you tried sucking on each other?"

Emboldened by Rich's previous comment I said, "Yup," enthusiastically.

"Geez! What are you two? Homos!" Rich asked in an accusing way.

"No!" Jeff and I both replied.

"I'm just busting your balls: there's nothing wrong with sucking each other's dicks," Rich apologized. He took a breath before turning to me and continuing, "Show me how you do it." Sensing my discomfort with how he suggested I suck his dick Rich added, "maybe I can give you guys some pointers."

Being okay with that idea; I bent over, opened my mouth, and plunged my head down over his six-plus inch long hard fifteen-year-old dick. I closed my lips around the head of Rick's dick and began moving my head down.

"No: you're doing it wrong," Rich said. Shocked, I quickly pulled my head back and looked up at him. "You gotta push your lips out like this," he said before pushing his lips out a good half-inch like he was kissing. "It makes your mouth longer," he explained.

"Oh," I said, intrigued by the idea; before once again plunging my mouth down over his dick. I pushed my lips out like Rich had done then began moving 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. Like with Jeff, his dick popped into my throat, enabling me to move my head down until my nose bumped against Rich's pubic bone. I began repeatedly swallowing: my throat muscles rippling around his dick.

"Holy shit," Rich groaned, "you're better at sucking dick than all of my friends..."

For a second time, I quickly pulled my head back and looked up at Rich. This time, however, I was smiling at his complement.

"The key is to swallow just before you start to gag," Jeff explained, as he stood up in the tub. I could see Rich's eyes light up at his younger brother's comment. There was an awkward silence as Jeff stepped out of the tub and dried off.

"So, you guys swallow the cum?" Rich asked pensively.

"Hell yeah: no mess to clean up," Jeff said boastfully.

"Good man! And speaking of not having a mess to clean up," Rich said, before pulling the stopper letting the water and the cloud of his white cream simply run down the drain.

"Oh man..." Jeff commented, "...that's..." a sense of amazement in his voice.

"Our clothes!" I interrupted, remembering we had left our piss soaked shorts and socks outside at the back door.

Turning to Jeff, Rich said, "Go put them in the washer and meet us in my room...I'll show you another way to not have a mess to clean up." Rich and I walked out of the bathroom, down the hallway, and into his bedroom.

***

After a minute or so of waiting Jeff walked into Rich's bedroom.

"Okay, so check this out," Rich said.

Sitting on the bed with his back to the wall, Rich swung his body around 180-degrees: his butt next to the wall. With a bit of shimmying and wiggling, he shifted his body in such a way that his feet were on the mattress on either side of his head. He thrusted his hips upwards before opening his mouth and tilting his head forwards: the tip of his fifteen-year-old dick moved between his lips. Pushing out his lips (as he had shown me how to do), Rich had succeeded at getting the head and about an inch of the shaft of his dick into his own mouth. HOLY SHIT! He was actually sucking on his own dick! If I hadn't seen it, I wouldn't have believed that it was even possible...

"Oh man..." Jeff said in a state of near giddiness.

The corners of Rich's mouth seemed to turn-up around his dick: it was as if he was smiling with pride at his astonishing accomplishment.

Rich surprised me by simply continuing to suck on his own dick: I half expected him to stop sucking on his dick and tell us how he'd learned this trick, or something along those lines. But, then again, if I'd been in his position; I probably would have kept sucking on it too...

And so, Jeff and I continued to stand there, completely naked, in stunned disbelief watching Rich suck on his own dick for probably a good ten minutes before we heard the doorbell ring. The sound of the doorbell making all three of us nearly jump out of our skin.

Rich spread his lips, allowing his dick to pop free, and glanced at the alarm clock. "Oh...yeah: I forgot Pete was gonna stop by," he said. In little more than two seconds Rich had righted himself, got off the bed, pulled a pair of shorts on, and was headed out of his bedroom.

Meanwhile Jeff and I ran to the bathroom and grabbed the t-shirts we had left there, before heading to Jeff's bedroom: our mostly hard twelve-year-old dicks bouncing up-and-down in front of us as we ran. "That was so cool," I said once my best friend closed the door.

"You mean the way Rich shot his cream underwater, or how he sucked on his own dick?" Jeff asked.

Smiling, I replied, "Well, both I guess," with a little laugh.

"Yeah...I wonder how he learned that stuff," Jeff pondered aloud.

After a few seconds of silence I commented, "Me too..."

"You think we could suck on our own dicks the way my brother did?" Jeff asked.

"Won't know if we don't try," I said with a chuckle.

Jeff grinned before hopping on his bed and getting in the same position his older brother had been in. He rocked his hips forward, opened his mouth, and then tilted his head forward. The tip of his dick was at most a quarter-inch from his lips. Pushing his lips out, Jeff just barely managed to touch his dick.

"Maybe you could lick it," I offered.

Letting his lips return to their normal position, Jeff suck out his tongue. He succeeded in touching his tongue to his dick. Wiggling his tongue around, Jeff managed to lick most of the head of his dick. A look of failure on Jeff's face, he turned around and got off the bed. "Can't do it," he forlornly commented. "You wanna try?"

"Why not," I said as I got on my best friend's bed and got into the same awkward position he had just been in. After two attempts I too hadn't succeeded in getting my dick into my mouth, but had managed to lick its head.

"We're not flexible enough," Jeff commented.

"Or our dick's aren't long enough," I said.

"Yeah...I guess," Jeff said glumly. Taking a breath he paused before hopefully adding, "But Rich is three years older than us: our dicks will get longer...right."

"Yeah," I replied, hoping my best friend was right.

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