It wasn't until we walked out through the gate from the backyard that I got a look at Pete's car. It was one of those huge 1970's sedans...it looked kinda like the car from that movie `Blu'z Brothas'... Anyway Jeff and me got in the back while Rich sat next to Pete in the front.

"Wow, there's a lot of room in here," Jeff commented as we pulled away from the curb.

Pete chuckled before explaining that, "It was my grandmother's car. She always said how she hated having to drive a big car like my grandfather had..."

"You mean his car was even bigger?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, a lot bigger..." Pete said.

"So," Rich turned so he was half facing me and Jeff, changing the subject, "you two have been...well, let's just say enjoying each other physically for a while now..."

Jeff and I just sat there silently in the back seat of Pete's car, not entirely sure what Rich was trying to say.

"That's a good thing," Pete spoke up after an awkward moment of silence.

"That's right," Rich commented.

"So, Rich," I asked "Where'd you learn those other ways of jerking-off?"

"From Pete," Rich definitively answered.

"Well then, Pete, where did you learn about jerking-off underwater and sucking your own dick?" Jeff asked Pete.

"Well," Pete smiled, "back when I was about six or seven my parents made me take piano lessons..."

"What the hell does that have to do with jerking-off?" I impatiently asked.

"A lot," Pete said in an annoyed tone, "Ya see, the guy who gave me the piano lessons did a bunch of stuff with me..." he trailed off. "He was one of those adult guys who likes doing sex stuff with little kids..."

"A pedophile!" Jeff said.

"Exactly," Rich interjected.

"So, he molested you?" I asked.

"Something like that," Pete said with a smirk.

"Geez: that sucks," Jeff commented.

"Actually it was pretty cool," Pete said through a grin. "Everything he did to me, he let me do back to him..."

"So?" I asked.

"So: if I sucked on his dick, he'd suck on mine..." Pete began explaining.

"Wow!" Jeff interrupted.

"So, uhm: what stuff did you do?" I asked; filled with curiosity.

"Well," Pete began, "I rubbed his dick and balls; sucked his dick; he rubbed his dick up and down along my butt crack..." he trailed off.

"He ever put his dick in your butt hole?" Jeff asked.

"Yeah," Pete said with a half-grimace, "that was the only thing I never liked: it hurt."

"But you got to put your dick in his butt hole, right?" Jeff asked.

"I did," Pete said, "Don't get me wrong that was pretty good, but having his dick in my butt hole..." he trailed off.

Jeff turned towards me and said, "Well you liked it when I put my dick in your butt hole."

"Wait: you did what!" Rich exclaimed turning his head towards us in the back seat.

"Hey, I never said that!" I declared.

"But you guys did..." Pete began to trail off, "...actually do that?" he finished his question in a tone that belied his possible disbelief.

"Yes: yes, we did," I admitted, somewhat embarrassed by the way Pete and Rich were reacting to the idea.

"And it felt GREAT!" Jeff beamed.

"Holy shit: you guys are gay," Rich exclaimed.

There was a moment of awkward silence before Pete spoke up, "You two still want to do it with girls: right?"

"Yeah," Jeff said.

"Absolutely," I added.

"Not gay," Pete declared. "You guys might have taken things a bit farther than you should have," he began explaining, "but people tend to do that when things are new to them..." he pensively mused.

"Well, then you liked the other stuff your piano teacher did with you?" I asked breaking yet another awkward moment of silence.

"Yeah..." Pete continued, "Over a period of about two years he showed me lots of stuff..."

"Oh yeah: like what?" Jeff asked excitedly.

"Well," Pete began, "he showed me how to suck my own dick...and how to jerk-off underwater..."

"Rich already showed us that," I interrupted.

With a snort Pete continued, "Did he show you how to jerk-off without touching your dick?"

"NO!" both Jeff and I said together.

The older boys chuckled before Pete continued speaking, "How about jerking-off into your own butt-hole so the cum doesn't make a mess..."

"How the heck do you do that?" I asked.

"Which one: jerking-off without touching your dick, or jerking-off into your butt-hole?" Pete asked.

I paused for a second before saying, "Well both..." The car quickly filled with laughter from all four of us.

Before Pete could answer we had arrived at my house. As Jeff and me were getting out of the car Pete commented, "If you guys are gonna sell more candy bars tomorrow I could pick you up at Rich's and drive you over to my neighborhood..."

"Hell yeah," Jeff immediately replied, before closing the car door.

As Pete and Rich drove away, Jeff and I looked at each other and said, "Holy shit," at the same time.

***

Once inside my house we made a b-line for my bedroom. After turning on the computer I logged on to my mIpage account and "buddy'd" Stephanie. I logged off, so Jeff could log on and "buddy" her as well.

We hung out for a while: talking about jerking-off, girls, big boobs, and of course how great Scouts Camp was going to be.

Then, around dinner time my mother drove Jeff back to his house.

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