Part 3: Here we continue with Robert’s sexual experiences. This story involves sex between teenagers. I write this as therapy for some of my own tragic experiences. Please note the genre and themes and move along.
8:00 AM, Monday morning, I walked into the athletic wing of school after my morning run. As I entered the locker room, I caught Cary’s eye. Cary blushed and stepped into the shower. I peeled off my grays, got my shower bag, and stepped in as well, taking the shower head right next to Cary in our open shower.
“You can’t do that,” I said.
“What?” Cary replied.
“You can’t act awkward around me or Chase.”
Cary was silent, standing there naked, starting to chub up. He let out a big sigh. “I was scared.” He whispered,” I thought you wouldn’t `want to talk to me…”
“Don’t be dumb. We fucked. It was cool. We liked it. So did you. You’re in now, though.”
I watched as the relief worked its way through Cary’s body. Then a quizzical look overtook his face.
“Does this make us… gay?” He asked.
“I guess that depends on how you define gay. Personally, my dick likes pussy and ass. You’re cute, but so is my girlfriend, but I haven’t hit that yet. I’m not worried about definitions; I’m worried about getting my next nut. You know what I mean?”
I am not usually this philosophical, but like Cary, I had some time to think after fucking the ever-loving shit out of him. I knew I wanted to keep a regular fuck. I didn’t know if Chase was going to be down for it, but I could see Cary was. My girlfriend Callie is a virgin, and I didn’t know when I’d finally break through that, but I was resolved to be patient; after all, there are girls you fuck and girls you marry. I reckoned that Callie is in the second group and… If I can fuck Cary and the occasional bitch who deserved it and Callie never know, then I will be just fine.
We finished up in the shower and went back to the locker room to get dressed.
“Cary, you busy on Saturday night?” I asked.
“Nah. What we doing?” He asked eagerly.
“You got a paintball gun?” I gave a little crooked smile.
Our town is small. Mostly it is farmer's fields. Chase and I had spent most of the 6th grade shaping one of the fields my Dad rotated cattle on into a pretty cool paintball field. We’d put dirt up and used the natural foliage, we even moved a couple of shacks what were in disrepair and put them up as shelters out there. We had also built a barrier on the west side of the field to try and keep the paintballs from hitting the houses in the trailer park that was adjacent to that property. My Grandfather had decided to take one of his fallow fields and put some housing on it as there wasn’t really enough space to house seasonal workers. He figured he could get some of the money he paid the poor bastards back by charging them rent, and if a trailer were too messed up, he’d just replace it. My Dad is more of a miser, and he refused to replace messed up trailers, but instead repaired them, so they were just barely livable. So, the people who lived there were mostly poor, migrant workers and burn-out white folks who had been in the area for decades.
As for our plans that day, we had planned to gather up 6 of the guys and play some paintball until late. Afterward, we planned to start a bonfire and drink a little beer. No girls, just the boys bullshitting. No hanky panky planned. We set up a couple of tents and got ready to play some paintball!
The boys showed up around 7:30, and we played until about 10:00. We had just lit our bonfire, and then the damned County Sheriff showed up. Luckily, it was Jed and Bryce, two deputies that my Dad knew. They made us put out the fire, took our beer, and gave a ride to 3 of the other boys. They left Chase and me after calling Chase’s Dad. Cary had been off in the woods hiding and was still gone…
About 10 minutes after the cops left, we started wondering what had happened to Cary. He had walked away to take a bio break, that had been a solid hour ago. We went to where he had gone into a more wooded area to look for him. Chase and I were talking as we were looking, but we weren’t panicked and calling his name or anything yet. Then all of a sudden, we heard a “shhh” from the bushes. We looked through the moonlight until Cary caught our eye. Cary called us over, putting his finger over his lips, the universal “be quiet” sign. Then he pointed into what was a small clearing in the woods.
What we saw was two of the trailer park girls. They were both naked from the waist up and talking to someone on a video chat on their phone. For half a second, I considered the fact that these poor kids somehow still possessed a cell phone. I was greeted by two pair of beautiful tits, one barely a B cup, but nice looking with budding nipples on a caramel-skinned beauty of a girl, the other a pair of A cup perky pearly white breasts with pink nipples. The white girl was willowy. The only curves on her were her sprouting orbs. The caramel-skinned girl was starting to curve a little in her hips but just barely, not much. There was hardly any fat on either of them. All3 of us collectively stood there with our jaws hanging down. Luckily, Chase had his normal wherewithal and got his phone out and started videoing. For the next 10 minutes, we watched as these two girls made out, showed their bodies to the camera, and even masturbated for the lucky guy on the other side. I shot a look at Chase, and he knowingly nodded.
“These will do,” I whispered.
“We don’t even know who they are.” Chase smiled as he whispered.
Cary spoke up, “Carmina is the Mexican, Abby is the other girl. They’re in my year, but they’re both in the lower classes from me. What do you mean they’ll do?” Cary asked.
“You ready to lose your virginity to a girl, or did we turn you all the way queer?” Chase asked him.
Cary smacked him with the back of his hand in the ribs. Chase gave a slight “oof.” The girls turned quickly, covering their chests and trying to peer into the darkness.
“Who is there” Abby shouted.
“Is that you, Rodrigo, you little fucking pervert?” Carmina whined into the dark.
Chase and I were on either side of them in the clearing. Chase realized where the trail was from the trailer park to here and cut them off. Cary was still where he had been watching us and waiting to see what was going to happen.
“Who the fuck are you?” Abby spat at Chase.
“The question is, who the fuck are you and what are you doing trespassing on my land,” I asked.
“Um, fuck, we’ll go, we’ll go,” Carmina said rapidly and stepped toward Chase.
“I don’t think you want to go right now,” Chase said cooly. You see, we have you trespassing on private property with your tops off, and,” Chase brandished his phone and shook in front of them, “We have you naked playing with your pussies on video.
“What the fuck, who the fuck are you? What are you trying to do, ruin us?” Abby cried.
“That isn’t our intention, right boys?” Chase smiled a ghastly smile, “We just want to have a little talk back at our tent."
Both girl’s shoulders slumped resignedly. They didn’t want those videos out, which struck me as strange since they were just showing their twats to some dude on the internet. They had to know that was going to end up on some dark site for some perv to jack his cock to. I guess it was different since they knew those photos would go to all the boys in their grade and ruin what little reputation they may have had.
The girls moved to put their tops back on. Chase stopped them, saying, “Those clothes won’t be necessary,” and taking their tops from them. Naked from the waist up, they walked back to our tents. Cary came out of hiding trailing behind us. I walked in front and unzipped the tent as both crawled in, and the three of us boys did as well.
My Dad loved to camp. While a cheapskate in other areas, he splurged on camping equipment big time. This tent was massive, and I had placed two air mattresses on the floor. Chase directed the girls to each lie on a separate air mattress.
“What the fuck do you want?” Abby screamed. Chase ran over and put his hand over her mouth.
“None of that. I already told you that you are free to leave at any time. The question is, what do you want us to do with this video? I bet that would get played all over school. I bet the boys would have a good time with that.”
Abby began to cry. Carmina looked shocked and was staring at us. She looked around at us and muttered to herself, “Perverts. All boys are fucking perverts.” We stayed silent. I was surprised at Cary’s silence, but it seems like he was waiting to see how this was going to play out. Carmina knew what the deal was and spoke up.
I couldn't help but smile. Lord knows whatever perv was jacking off to those girls had already published his video on the internet, and here they were worried about us catching them!
“I give a damned good blow job. My Mom’s last two boyfriends said I was a good fuck, but please, Abby is a virgin. If you let Abby go, I’ll do whatever you want.” Carmina said, resignedly.
Chase just smiled. “I reckon you and Abby both will be doing stuff, but it is whatever you want. We won’t force anything, but you’ll have to please us to make this video go away.”
Carmina hung her head. She crawled over to Chase and started to unbuckle his pants. In seconds flat, she had Chase down her throat and was working his dick like a pro. Abby stopped crying, and we all found ourselves watching as Carmina gave a masterful blowjob, her head bobbing up and down, Chase groaning. She took her hands and started fondling Chase’s nuts. After what could only have been about three minutes, Chase told her he was going to blow. She redoubled her efforts. When he went, Carmina’s eyes bugged out. She chocked a little due to the sheer volume of nut Chase was pumping down her throat. Chase was still hard when he was done getting his nut. He pulled Carmina up and then pushed her back onto the air mattress. He took his pants off, and Carmina began to take her shorts off as well.
“I’m going to fuck her,” Chase said matter of factly, “One of you take Abby.”
At that, Abby started to whine and whimper. Cary stood back, so I laid down beside Abby and began to stroke her hair and soothed her.
“It’s okay, baby, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.” I said as sweetly as my lustful state could manage.”
“But, but Chase said.” Abby began to speak, but I cut her off.
“Listen, are there consequences to actions? Sure, but you don’t HAVE to do anything you don’t want to. So what if that video gets out? You’re a pretty enough girl. Heck, it may even enhance your popularity.”
“Why would it make me more popular?” Abby asked, confused.
“Well, I mean, you were pretty sexy in it. Don’t you think we noticed it? Why do you think we’re doing this?”
Our conversation was interrupted at that point, as Carmine moaned. Chase had just lost his virginity and was balls deep in the girl. We all stopped what we were doing and watched as Chase humped her in a frenzy. Maybe 3 minutes later he unloaded in her as she moaned. Chase groaned, shuddered, and shot what was clearly a massive load into Carmine’s silky smooth pussy.
“That is it?” Carmine asked with a bemused smile on her face.
“Just give me a few minutes. In the meantime... CARY!” Chase yelled, “Get over here and let her get you hard, then you can have a go.”
Carmine looked at him with disgust. Cary stepped forward almost like he was in a trance, or maybe he just couldn’t believe what was happening. Either way, Carmine did all the work. This girl, based on her work here, plainly had a little experience taking care of male’s needs. She pulled down his athletic shorts and underwear all at once and then went down on his cut cock, taking it all in at once. Cary just moaned and put his hands on her head. Carmine started bobbing.
In the meantime, my consort had started rubbing her pussy. Slowly, slightly, but rubbing nonetheless. I reached my hand down and whispered to her.
“I’ll be gentle,” I said.
Abby nodded, then said, “Go slow. I’ve heard it hurts the first time, but I really want to do it. I have for a while. Just go slow, okay?”
“Okay, baby,” I said.
My hand reached down to Abby’s bare pubis. I began rubbing her bare slit. She moaned. About that time, Cary pulled his cock out of Carmine’s mouth and mounted her. Much like Chase, he started humping away as fast as he could. In a couple of minutes, Carmine took her second load of the night in her unprotected teenage snatch. Not that we cared at all.
I backed off from Abby and got myself completely naked. I pulled her shorts all the way off, and now we were both clothing free. I got between her legs and put my mouth on her pussy. I’d never eaten out a girl, but I’d always wondered how it would taste. I took a tentative lick. To my surprise, there was some slight bitterness, but mostly I was overwhelmed by a sweet taste. Abby immediately arched her back and moaned.
I pulled my head up slightly, “Tell me what feels good.” I said, “It’s my first time eating pussy.”
My Dad didn’t talk to me much about ethics or rules, but he did talk about honor. For my Pops, making sure your sex partner enjoyed themselves was a point of honor for a man. He had told me on more than one occasion that, when I started fucking, I needed to make sure my partners had good orgasms just like I did. Obviously, my first time hadn’t included such considerations, but then again, I had no track record where Abby had treated me like a bitch. I wanted her to enjoy herself before I took her virginity.
For a good five or so minutes, I licked. When I got to the top of her slit, I hit the spot. I know now it was her clit, all I knew then was she started going crazy.
“Keep going!” She almost shouted.
By this point, Chase was having round two from behind Carmine, and both of them were watching me eat Abby’s pussy. Cary was beginning to chub up again, watching all the sex around him... I was getting to the point where I couldn’t take it and just had to have Abby’s pussy.
I move up her body, licking her on her tummy, taking in a nipple, and eventually kissing her on the lips. My cock was grinding against her slit as I kissed her. I backed up, grabbed my cock, and guided it down to her honey hole. I caught eye contact at that point.
“Are you sure?” I whispered. She didn’t verbally answer; she just nodded her head in the affirmative.
I pushed forward. She was incredible. It wasn’t terribly tight at first. She was well lubricated from the pussy eating and foreplay. Then I reached her barrier. I caught her eye, and I pushed. There was a brief resistance, and then I was in about halfway.
“Oh!” she cried out, gripping my forearms.
I decided to wait for a second. After a moment, I continued to push.
“Oh!” she cried again a little louder.
At that point, I felt my balls hit her, and I knew I was all the way in. I took a second, then pulled back about halfway and pushed back in. The look on her face was one of pain, pleasure, confusion, and ecstasy. I picked up my pace slowly and began to fuck her in earnest. I won’t lie and tell you I lased forever. This was only my third time fucking anyone and second with a girl, but this time was the time I actually got to enjoy a fuck of reasonable length. It was at least five minutes before I felt my nuts contract and came deep inside Abby. I looked her in the eyes as I tried to breed that gorgeous pussy. In the meantime, Cary had his second go at Carmine. It lasted a little longer. As soon as Chase had pulled out from doggy, he had just taken his place. At this point, everyone was spent and satisfied. Carmine took the phone and deleted the video we had made.
“So… What happens now?” Abby innocently asked.
Carmine interjected, “We fucking go home and leave the bastards. Fuck you guys. Fucking pieces of shit. I ought to get my uncles to kick your asses!” She threatened.
“They’d have to stop fucking yours long enough to do it.” Chase laughed at her.
“Arghhh,” Carmine exclaimed, swinging her head towards Chase and slapping him on the cheek. Chase just kept smiling.
Abby came up to me, kissed me on the cheek, and whispered, “bye.”
“Ladies,” I said, “No one is ever going to hear about this from us. You tell anyone, we’ll deny it. Just so we’re clear.”
Carmine, whipped her hair, huffed, and spun around on her heel.
Abby gave a slight smile, nodded, then walked out of our tent.
After the girls left, I looked around. There was cum everwhere and probably some blood on mine I was sure. We didn't care. We flipped the bags over and we all laid down even though we were naked.
Cary said, “That just fucking happened, didn’t it?”
“Yep, it did, queer boy. How’d you like it?” Chase said jestingly.
“Pussy is better than ass, but I guess they’re both good,” Cary said.
“I can tell we are all going to be excellent friends,” I said with a smile.