When I was eighteen years old during my senior year of high school, I had sex with my two best friends. It was a warm spring day in the Bay area, a few months before graduation, and we three had gone to a park after school to get drunk on peppermint schnapps. Getting drunk on a school day is never a good idea, but it's especially verboten when you know you have to go meet your Air Force recruiter for some pizza and a pep talk in a few hours. But I digress.
Aaron, Trent and I had loaded up on peppermint schnapps and were talking aimlessly between rolling down a long grassy hill. We talked about what would happen after graduation and other topics, but much as all roads lead to Rome, among teenage boys all conversations turn to sex. We were talking about things we would like to try sexually, and up until I introduced my jaw-dropping request we had been discussing exclusively women. But I was drunk, feeling a combination of comfort with my friends and the usual disconnect between brain and mouth that intoxication brings. Besides, I knew that Trent was gay and Aaron was a cipher--although he was the dorkiest dork in Dorktown and head of the debate team, he still was a mack daddy with the ladies and had a lesbian mother so he was cool with the whole "alternative lifestyle" thing.
So it was with fuzzy nonchalance that I casually mentioned that I would like to give somebody a blowjob. As I remember it now I didn't mean it as a subterfuge to seduce my friends but as an honest, off-the-cuff admission. Nonetheless I soon got my wish in spades.
After my admission there was a brief silence as Trent and Aaron looked at each other in shock, then Trent said, "Well, I've been hoping you would say that, and you can blow me anytime you want. I've always fantasized about you." Aaron said, "I've always fantasized about you too, Dirk (that's me)!" Drunken mouth syndrome kicked in then as I blurted out that I had fantasized "about you, Trent, but not you Aaron!" Aaron actually looked hurt until I gave him a look that said I would make it up to him later.
We decided that we would go back to Aaron's nearby house--both his mothers worked and his step-siblings wouldn't be home for a few hours. We ran back to the car and piled in, Aaron driving carefully since he was a major lightweight but had the most experience driving drunk.
We ran into the house, all of us needing to piss. Trent and I ran to the upstairs bathroom while Aaron took the downstairs bathroom and also made sure that we were alone in the house. I pissed first and I could see Trent checking out my half-hard dick as it spewed urine into the bowl. When I was done I left my gear hanging out and backed up as Trent moved into position and started peeing. I was still pretty drunk but was beginning to think about what was going to happen, and of course I was feeling the usual anticipatory guilt about what was back then a Really Bad Thing. But I was too fucked up to really care, and besides, I was finally going get my wish granted. I was going to suck some cock.
Trent backed up to stand beside me, his cock and balls still hanging out. We looked at each other. I whispered, "You do it first." He whispered back, "I've done this before--you need to go first!" "No!" "Yes!" Then something clicked and I dropped to my knees. His cock was probably six inches or so, uncircumcised, and I mentally compared it to my own uncircumcised cock. Then I leaned forward and took it in my mouth.
I wasn't prepared for how it would be--it was spongy and soft yet rigid and unyielding. It was nothing like I imagined it would be--I thought that sucking someone else's cock would be as easy as sucking my own dick (yes, I could do that) but this was different. Trent thrust forward a little and the head bounced off my uvula, making me gag. I got up and said, "Your turn." Trent immediately dropped and got to work like the veteran cocksucker he was. I gasped and nearly collapsed, leaning over to grasp the sink's edge as Trent took my entire length in his mouth. Then a knock on the door shocked us into immobility until Aaron's voice came from the other side. "Come on, get into the bedroom--don't keep me out of it." Trent and I opened the door and ran into Aaron's bedroom, Aaron whipping the door shut and locking it.
At this point I was so horny I was not really a person--I was an embodied desire, and the desire was to suck as many dicks as possible. I immediately stripped off my clothes and lay down on Aaron's bed, saying, "Come on, come on!" urgently. Trent ripped off his clothes and went down on me again, sucking me in deep. Aaron took off his clothes and stood by the bed, feeding me his cock. I sucked it hungrily, learning quickly although not perfectly. Aaron kept wincing and saying, "Your teeth, your teeth," but I was beyond heeding. I scarcely paid attention to what Trent was doing until he poked my rectum and then all of a sudden I was convulsing on the bed, spitting out Aaron's cock as I grunted and spewed into Trent's mouth. He whispered, "I want to fuck you," and I said yes, yes please fuck me. I turned over, got on all fours as he got behind me and pushed his cock against my asshole. Me being inexperienced, I immediately clamped down, thwarting his efforts to get inside. He got part of the head inside but I didn't know how to relax so he ended up putting his cock between my thighs and humping me until he blew his load all over my ass. It was so fucking incredible.
Then Aaron slid into position behind Trent and began working his cock into Trent's ass. They were both grunting and all of a sudden Aaron's hips slid forward and Trent growled. They started thrusting against each other as I mounted the bed behind Aaron, trying to feed my cock into his ass. He was clenching his ass as he fucked Trent and I couldn't get inside him, so I slithered around him to lie underneath Trent so I could suck his cock some more. Aaron's thrusts made Trent's cock move in and out of my mouth as I sucked feverishly, again forgetting about my teeth as Trent alternately gasped with pleasure and winced with pain. We went on like that for what seemed like forever, as I reached back under Trent's ass to cup Aaron's balls as they swung back and forth. Finally I heard Aaron's breath grow ragged and fast, and I was tired of sucking and wanted some cum in my mouth. I grabbed hold of Trent's shaft and started jerking him off fast, squeezing tightly around his shaft until his cock twitched under my hand and spewed his goo into my thirsty mouth. I wrapped my lips around the head and sucked hard, drawing out every drop. Aaron finally came with a whimper, clutching Trent's hips and shuddering, making Trent's cock pull arrhythmically against the suction of my lips.
We separated and stood in front of each other, reaching automatically for each other's cocks. Unfortunately I got Aaron's and yanked back a hand coated with a thin film of shit, and I immediately ran into the bathroom to wash. When I got back Aaron was on his back in his bed with his softening cock flopping against his belly as Trent fucked his ass vigorously. I knelt beside the bed and, drunk as I was, forgot about the shit on Aaron's cock and popped it into my mouth, spat it back out and ran back to the bathroom, scrubbed my teeth with some unsuspecting person's toothbrush and ran back into the room with a damp towel. Trent had already come and was laying beside Aaron . I cleaned off both of their cocks very carefully with the towel, gave them both the sniff test (passed with flying colors!) and said, "This is all for me." I had seen my girlfriends do this cool trick when they were sucking me off--sucking hard on the head of my dick to lift it off my belly, then swooping down on the whole thing--I leaned over Aaron and did that on the first try, engulfing the head while encircling his soft cock with my right hand as my left reached out and started jacking off Trent. I was determined to do it right this time, no teeth or nothing as I wrapped my tongue around Aaron's amazing spongy hardness and relished the weight of the head on my tongue. A tiny spurt of cum jumped into my mouth and I sucked harder, jacking Trent off harder as I grew more excited. After a few minutes I switched over and sucked Trent into my mouth. He was much more vocal about his approval and his moaning drove me over the edge. I was possessed; a cocksucking machine as I strove to get every inch of him into my mouth as I frantically beat Aaron off. My fist over Aaron's groin was a blur, I could hear Trent's cock slurping in and out of my mouth as spit overflowed and then Trent shouted, buried his hips in the mattress as he bucked up and spewed into my mouth, his hot jism filling my mouth as I reflexively swallowed, feeling the muscle spasms as the head of his cock twitched and danced in my mouth. It was incredible. It was wonderful.
Aaron grunted, "Me, me." I lunged over him, mouth trailing white just as he blew his nut all over my face. I dropped facedown onto his stomach, smearing sperm and saliva all over his chest as Trent rolled over to lick him clean. We all kind of passed into a stupor then, and I awoke a while later, rolled out of bed and went into the shower. As I stood beneath the hot spray and looked out the tiny window to the sunny late afternoon, my mind blurry from the alcohol and what we had just done.
I thought I had locked the bathroom door but I heard it pop open. Aaron stepped in, said, "I know how to pop the door," and stepped into the shower, saying that Trent had fallen asleep. I moved aside to let the water hit him and watched the water bounce off his pale, hairless, unmuscled body. Aaron was just a few months younger than I but his body was that of a young boy.
I was beginning to feel guilty about what we had just done (no, I wasn't raised in a religious household, my parents never talked about sex of any kind) but still I watched my hand reached out and wrapped around the tube of Aaron's flaccid penis, remembering how it had felt in my mouth. It began to grow in my hand as I stroked it slowly. Aaron passed me the jar of soap and I squirted some into my palms and began to slick up his cock. I knelt before him so the angle was better and began to masturbate him, using my other hand to tug and squeeze his balls. Aaron kept saying, "umm" and soon I felt his balls tremble in my hand as they prepared to discharge another load of spunk. Then the head was spitting out white goo, hitting me in the chest and running down my body to the drain. Aaron sank down to sit on the bottom of the tub, and I took the opportunity to feed my cock into his mouth and he sucked me in, eyes closed against the drops of water from the shower that bounced off my stomach and onto his face. My lust was rising again and I began to piston in and out of his mouth, his mouth slopping noisily with the water and saliva. I was almost too drunk to come so it took me a while but finally I felt that salty feeling begin and I slowly, almost reverently slid my cock to the back of Aaron's throat, clutched his head tightly and exploded, feeling cum jet out of me to land on Aaron's tonsils. He grasped the cheeks of my ass and pulled me toward him as he sucked hard, milking out the last drops from my cock. I sank down beside him and we simply sat there, staring at the tile between us as the water beat down.
Some time later I stirred, panicking that the hour was late and I had to get to my recruiter's office. I quickly dried off and jumped into my clothes, the last thing I saw was Aaron sliding naked into bed with the still-sleeping Trent. I ran downstairs, fired up my Vespa and drove off to my recruiters. To this day I still cannot remember what my recruiter and I discussed; my mind was occupied with images of Trent and Aaron naked, and the taste of their sperm was a steady distraction in the back of my throat.