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Subject: Full Bed (Chapter One) DISCLAMER: YOU ARE WHAT KEEPS THIS SITE RUNNING, PLEASE CONSIDER DONATING TO NIFTY TO KEEP THIS AMAZING SITE RUNNING. This story contains depictions of sexual activities performed by boys with men. If this content is offensive or illegal please refrain from reading this content. The characters and places in the story are all fictional, all resemblance to real persons or locations is coincidental. This story is not designed to condone the acts preformed in this story. The acts in this story are only for entertainment purposes, and should never be reenacted in reality. Full Bed (Chapter One) My father is a spontaneous person, when I was about six or seven he took me to my cousins house and we all had a huge party. Lots of strangers and truth or dare games that were very inappropriate for a kid. I love the memory and don’t regret a single moment of the trip. Now here we are, me 16, sitting next to my brother, 7. He is probably about to experience his first party, or maybe not. I have no clue where we are being taken this time. I do however know that we are in the middle of nowhere and I lost cell reception half an hour ago. As we pull up to the house I see that it is a nicer log cabin, obviously old, but well maintained. “This is where I drop you guys off.” My day turns around, bringing a hand to shake Caleb’s knee. Caleb wakes with a start and sits up straight, looking around at our destination. “You guys head on inside, this is my Dad’s place and he will take care of you two for the next few months, have a good time.” I roll my eyes and open my door, climbing out and watching Caleb do the same before dad drives away. I wring my hands nervously and slowly start towards the door, grabbing Caleb by the arm and bringing him with me. I gently knock on the door and a muffled “one minute” echoes from inside the house. Great, dad didn’t even tell him we were going to come over. escort izmit Of course not. The door opens to an older gentleman, obviously my grandfather. My dad looks a lot like him, I notice his shirtless chest and realize I shouldn’t look further. “You are not wearing clothes.” I turn my head and feel my face burn. I clasp a hand over Caleb’s eyes who protests and continues to stare. “You must be Matt! Your dad said you were very shy, and also said Caleb is a born nudist so I shouldn’t have any trouble!” He is extremely happy, beaming with joy even at seeing us. He ushers us inside and closes the door. Guess dad did tell him about us. He just didn’t prepare. “My humble abode is more than enough for the three of us! Your father and all of his brothers lived in here with me so you two should find it quite spacious!” He gives us a basic tour and informs us that since this is his house, his rules and clothes are to not be worn. Before he was even finished with the sentence it seemed that Caleb was already taking his clothes off, and trying to take mine off as well. So here we stand, grandpa standing with his cock hanging proudly, Caleb prying at my hands because I’m embarrassed, and me trying to have some shame and cover myself up. “Well boys this is your first day so no work needs to be done, just hang out and relax, I am going to turn on the television, you can watch if you wish.” He proudly walks over to his couch and spreads his legs sitting comfortably. Caleb, having finally gotten my hands to uncover myself, joins him, sitting almost close enough for their legs to touch, eyeing grandpa out of the corner of his eye while he watches whatever is on the television. Standing there awkwardly for a few minutes I look around and can’t seem to find a valid reason to not sit next to them. And so I join them, sitting next to Caleb in a way that hides my junk, and watch the show trying to forget that I now izmit rus escort know where my good genetics come from. After a few episodes I hear a light patter and look over and my grandpa, who is flopping his cock around like a fidget toy, not jacking off but not pretending it isn’t there either. Caleb is staring at him while he does it, then looks over at me and at my crotch. I hide myself and turn away, Caleb ignores me and continues to watch the show, now copying grandpa. I can hear both of their dick flopping around, one with a obviously quieter sound. A few more minutes go by and I notice that only the larger of the two is making sound anymore. Not being able to help myself I glance over, seeing these Caleb in fact is still moving his junk around from side to side, it is just now hard as a rock. He seems to be unaware if he stops moving it side to side and moves it up and down he will be able to made a sound. I shouldn’t be thinking these things. Turning my head suddenly, trying to watch the show as I feel Caleb’s eyes burn into the side of my head. I was trying to ignore him so hard that I didn’t even notice he was moving till his hand was around my dick. I jumped in my skin as he started to flop it side to side, his hands hot from touching his own member. I turn away again, looking at the time and go to get ready for bed. I know he doesn’t know what that is actually for, so I don’t want to hurt his feelings bully being angry. There is one bed for me and Caleb to sleep on, it is a full bed so we have enough room but the thought of my dad and his four brothers all sleeping on this one bed brought thoughts to my head I didn’t want. I lay down on the bed with my back to the other half of the bed, hoping this deters Caleb from touching me again. I wake up and realize it is not morning at all, and in fact I simply need to piss. I try and hid my wood and sneak into the kocaelide escort bathroom, relieving myself. Sliding back into bed I couldn’t help but notice Caleb’s body. I glance over it, the blanket just covering his legs while he lays on his stomach, face looking at me while he sleeps peacefully. I turn away and try to sleep but keep stealing glances at his smooth skin. This is the first time I have really gotten the chance to look at him, usually he is wearing clothes or moving too much to see. His skin is so smooth, I find myself touching his back, feeling the hot skin beneath my fingers makes me think terrible things. I turn away and try to sleep again, but have a much larger and pulsing issue. I glance over at Caleb and pick up his arm, dropping it. It doesn’t wake him at all. I start to touch myself, trying to think of anything besides Caleb, I open my phone and go through some of the photos I have saved, but none are doing it, I am so used to being able to search for videos tailored to my specific mood. And to be honest I am not sure I could find those videos legally at the moment anyway. I give in, letting my mind wander as I remember the feeling of his hot hand wrapped around my cock, how I didn’t stop him for a solid five seconds. How while he moved it he was moving up and down it, not on purpose, just out if inexperience. I want to help him experience. Opening my eyes I look over at Caleb, looking at his perfectly rounded ass and how his leg bent to the side lifts it just enough that the cheeks are spreading apart. I run my hand down his back and rub the top of his crack, trying to resist touching more. I let myself slide a finger over his hole, it is burning hot. I can’t stop myself from imagining how it would feel against my junk. I feel myself getting close and bite my lip to try and suppress my moans as I feel my hot seed burn through my cock and land on my stomach. I use the bottom corner of the blanket to clean myself, as I do I watch Caleb, and with my mind still dirty, I very gently roll him over. I interlock our legs so our junk rubs against each others and so I will feel his morning wood against mine in a few hours.

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