The Big Sleepover

If you're interested in teenaged bi explorations, read on. This is based on a true story, with names changed and time events compressed to make for a safe and more readable story. Enjoy!

We were all going to high school. There were five of us: Mike, Hal, Tony, Johnny, and me. We were the typical 14 year olds: horny and wanting a girlfriend. We all jerked off in private, I’m sure, but none of us would admit it. I also thought that at least some of us would have jerked each other off, or more, if we weren’t so scared of what the others would think if they found out, so we never did anything. That is until the sleepover.

It was summer, and we were out of school for the summer vacation. Next year we were going to high school, but some of us were going to a different school, and deep down we knew that we were going to eventually go our separate ways. So we were hanging out with each other every chance we got. We decided to do a sleepover in a tent in Johnny’s backyard. It was the suburbs, but the yard was big and pretty secluded with trees all around. We had a huge tent that fit us all and a bunch of junk. We all brought our own sleeping bags and then shared bringing other stuff: a radio/tape player, cards, soda, junk food, and some games (croquet, yard darts, etc.) We set up the tent before dinner, and then ate in Johnny’s house. His mom had cooked us a bunch of spaghetti and some cake for dessert. After eating, we went out back. We didn’t feel like playing croquet, but we played with the lawn darts until it got dark and Hal almost got impaled by a dart thrown by Mike!

We then retreated to our tent and turned on our flashlights. We listened to some tunes and played cards for a while, and then Mike pulled out a Playboy magazine. He told us he got it from his dad. We pored through the pages, checking out all the playmates and the comics, but not the articles! Then Tony pulled out a Penthouse, which at that time was a bit more risqué, and we went through it, checking out the women with their pussies exposed. We also read the letters and laughed nervously at a story with some bisexual escapades. Even though our tent was stocked with junk food and soda, we still decided we needed to go to 7-11 for slurpees. It was about midnight, so we snuck out of the backyard and walked the mile and a half to the 7-11. Along the way we talked about high school next year and all the girls we’d date. None of us had really had sex yet, but some had kissed some girls and copped some feels. The stories were told, and we all talked about how much we would love to run into some girls at 7-11 doing the same thing we were. Of course, we didn’t, and to make it worse, the Slurpee machine was busted. We bought some candy, and then headed back. It was about 2 in the morning when we got back to the tent and decided to go to sleep.

It was there, in the dark, that I started visualizing the women in the magazines and got a raging hard on. I laid there, slowly, and quietly, stroking my cock. I sat up to look around the tent, and saw everyone spread out, only partly under their sleeping bags. We all had our own bags, but they were too warm for the summer night, so they all were open to different degrees. No one else was stirring, and I sat up for quite some time peering around the tent, waiting to see if anyone stirred. I had a raging hard on, and wanted to jerk off, but I also started to fantasize about one of the guys and me pulling on each other’s dick. Earlier, I had noticed everyone squirming around when we were checking out the magazines, and I’m sure I caught some of them, especially Johnny, rearranging themselves more than once. I knew they had been turned on by the pics, and given the opportunity would have jerked off, but I didn’t know if any of them would have wanted to jerk off right there with the rest of us watching. We just hadn’t ever talked about it much less done it in front of each other. And so there I was, looking at Johnny next to me, snoring lightly, with his sleeping bag slightly flipped open at his waist. I could just see the waistband of his shorts, and his belly and chest rising and sinking slowly with his breathing. I thought of what his cock might look like lying against his belly and my cock ached all the more. I started to think about playing with his cock, or someone else’s for that matter, while he slept, and wondered if I could get away with it. I then figured that I could at least start to catch a feel while he slept, and if he awoke, I could lie down quickly and act like I was asleep. I figured he would either think it was a dream or be unable to tell who had been playing with him. So I reached over and carefully pulled his sleeping bag back more so that I could see more of him. He seemed to have a semi-hard on under his shorts and I stayed there slowly stroking my cock while staring at his crotch working up the nerve. I then decided to lie back down on my sleeping bag and “accidentally” put my hand on his belly when I rolled over “in my sleep.” I didn’t know if he really was asleep, or how asleep he was. I figured he was asleep since he hadn’t stirred when I opened his sleeping bag more, or if he was, he too was curious but wouldn’t admit it. Just the same, I wanted to be safe. I placed my arm and hand on his belly, just above his belly button, and he didn’t stir. I started to move my hand slowly across his belly, just above his shorts’ waistline. Again, no sign of stirring! Then I slowly and gently slipped a couple of fingers under his shorts’ waistband and pulled it up to see if I could get a look at his cock. That’s when I nearly lost my breath. He didn’t have any underwear on and his cock was partly hard, lying on his belly. It seemed huge, though in reality it was no bigger than mine. Just a different perspective I guess. This was the first time I had really seen another guy’s cock; I mean I had seen glimpses of them in the bathroom and locker room, but never this close or for this long. I realized I had never stared at a cock, and it turned me on as much as the pictures of the women and their pussies in the magazine! After what seemed eternity I let his waistband down gently and then noticed my other hand was stroking my cock without me thinking about it. I looked at Johnny’s face, and he still appeared to be in a deep slumber. I then went back to having my hand on his belly and then let my hand slide down over his shorts onto his cock. I could feel him through the fabric, and it was exhilarating. Again I checked his breathing and eyes, and he still appeared to be asleep. Then I decided to go for it. I had to sit up for it, but still decided I could fake being asleep fast enough if he stirred. I used my left hand to pull his waistband up and then slipped my right hand inside his shorts and rested it gently on his cock. The warmth and smoothness of his cock on my hand made we want to erupt right there. I didn’t move my hand at first; I just let it lay against his now growing cock. It was partly hard before, but it quickly hardened into its full length and girth. He was circumcised and was about 7’’ long, with a proportional thickness. His cock looked somewhat similar to mine, but narrowed more towards the last 1/3 of his cock than mine. It was magnificent! As I checked his breathing, I slowly gripped his cock with my right hand and gave it a gentle tug. I then let go, and slowly lowered his waistband. It now rested on the top of his cock, with his head just sticking out of the top of his shorts. I started to stroke my cock again and used my free hand to play with his cock head. I ran my fingers around the rim and gently squeezed on his head. Then I decided to really go for it. I sat back up, again checking his breathing and looking around at everyone else. No one was stirring, and Johnny still slumbered on. I took both of my hands and got my right hands’ fingers under the waistband on his right hip with my left hand under his hip on the shorts and pulled them down his right hip some. I then did this to his left hip, slowly inching his shorts down and exposing more of his cock. I pulled them down ...

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