Three Buddies Pt. 08

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My name’s Jacob. Everyone in this story is 18.

It was Friday and, after a long week of exams, I had never been so excited for the weekend to come in my life.

Not only was the semester pretty much over, but Holden’s whole family was going to be out of town (him and his parents for a college tour, and his younger sister, Hannah, for a trip to her friend’s lake house), and he had convinced his parents to let Dom and I “housesit” while they were away. Holden had missed the day at school because his family wanted to leave early in the morning, and Dom and I planned to head over to his place as soon as the bell rang.

As I walked out of the front doors of the school, however, I received this text from Dom: “Hey I’m gonna run home to grab some things and then maybe head to the store to get some drinks, so I’ll be over a little later.”

“Sounds good.”

I arrived at Holden’s house and found the key under the potted plant to the left of their front door just as I had been told I would. I entered the house and immediately kicked my flip-flops off.

The house was, as was to be expected, completely empty. Suddenly, I started to feel excited by the freedom this weekend seemed it would provide and almost instinctively began to remove my clothes right there in the living room. First my t-shirt and then my shorts, piling both messily next to my discarded sandals. I took one more look around to confirm that this was, in fact, a completely empty house at Dom and I’s disposal before dropping my boxers and adding them to the pile.

I knew Dom would find nothing out of the ordinary by my being naked. While I didn’t always just shed my clothes for no reason, I certainly had nothing he hadn’t seen before. Honestly, he’d probably join me, I thought.

My bare feet slapped on the hardwood floor as I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed an energy drink from the refrigerator. Looking out of the kitchen window, I saw the pool and figured a dip would be incredibly relaxing, despite it being a little chilly for a swim.

I headed outside, put my drink on one of the little tables and gave myself a bit of running start before driving into the deep end. The pool wasn’t too cold, but definitely gave me a bit of a jolt.

After splashing about for what was probably less than ten minutes, I heard the sound of the fence door opening. Oh right, I thought. I have the key. Dom couldn’t get into the front door and I couldn’t hear the doorbell from here. Whoops.

I swam to the edge of the pool and lifted my head out of the water to be greeted, not by Dom, but by Matt, Holden’s uncle.

“Oh,” I managed to get out very articulately as I made eye contact with him, a smug grin smearing across his face.

“Hey, little dude,” he said (I had heard him call his sons this nickname, but didn’t really appreciate it used on me, especially when I was buck-naked). “Sorry, I didn’t think anyone else would be here.”

“Me and Dom are housesitting this weekend,” I replied, still perched up against the edge of the pool. Maybe he hadn’t realized I was naked.

“Ah, that explains the missing key. Well, I convinced my wife to let me have a night away here tonight. Cool with you if I hang here if I promise to stay out of y’all’s way?”

He seemed genuinely eager to be away from his kids and, knowing those two, I could understand why.

“Plus,” he continued. “You let me stay and I won’t tell Mrs. P I found you naked in their pool.”

Damn. He had noticed. And while I knew Mr. P would only have encouraged this type of behavior, I’m sure Holden’s mom would have been significantly less cool about it.

“Deal,” I said, making my way over to the pool steps and walking out of the water. As I did so, I noticed a little shock on Matt’s face, I guess stemming from my lack of an attempt to cover my shame. I looked down to see that my little guy was shrunken within an inch of his life. Whatever. I looked back up at him and said, “You’ve already seen it, why bother?”

At that, he chuckled and said, “All right, little dude. Do what y’all want. I’m going to be watching TV in the den.” With that, he headed inside and I dove back into the water.

After swimming for a while longer, Dom came outside through the back door of the house. “Dude, why the fuck is Holden’s uncle here?”

“He said he needed a night away.” Sensing Dom’s discomfort with Matt’s presence, I followed this up with, “He’s chill, I don’t think it matters.”

“Oh yeah?” he questioned as he unzipped his backpack to show me the drinks of choice he had brought over. “I swear he heard the bottles clanking in my bag as I came inside.”

“Dude, I swear, he’s cool.”

“Yeah, he told me he caught you out here naked,” not hiding his laughter at the image of my naked body in the pool.

“Yeah, man! House to ourselves!”

“Man, I’ve never even been skinny dipping,” he said as he began to strip down.

“Really? You get naked all the time, that’s shocking?”

“Right?” he replied with a laugh. Sancaktepe Escort “Come on,” he said, now just wearing his shorts as he pulled out two drinks from his bag and placed them on a table, checking to make sure Matt wasn’t looking outside. “Let’s down these and then swim some.”

“Game on.”

I climbed out of the water, my little guy flopping slightly as I jotted over to him. We quickly chugged our drinks before I returned to the pool, Dom shedding his clothes behind me. He then jumped into the water after me, the two of us feeling as free as could be.

“Fuck, man! This water’s cold as shit,” Dom yelled out. “My dick’s gonna be as tiny as yours.”

“Fuck you,” I said through a laugh.

Just as the sun was beginning to set, Matt came outside and was greeted by both of our naked bodies laying out by the water. Dom’s coke can cock had shrunken to about 5″ while mine was about an inch.

“Do you two want anything from Mario’s? I’m ordering some food.”

“Hell yeah,” Dom replied, standing up and making his way over to Matt, me following close behind.

As Dom began to scroll through the menu on Matt’s phone, Matt turned to me and said, “So do you guys ever wear clothes?”

“Only when we have to, Mr. Man,” Dom replied, causing me to chuckle.

“I mean, that’s not a bad way to live,” Matt said, chuckling himself. “I think my wife would kill me if I just started walking around with my penis out, though.”

“Well, she’s not here,” I said. “Plus, you haven’t got anything I haven’t seen.” I smirked at him as Dom turned towards me, confused.

“I guess you’re right,” he said, beginning to consider our naturist nature. “Mind if I join you boys?”

“Sure, man,” Dom replied.

After we selected the food we wanted, Dom and I jumped back into the pool. Matt placed the order and put his phone down on the table next to Dom’s backpack, which was now zipped to conceal our drinks. Facing us in the pool, he pulled his shirt off over his head before pulling his shorts and underwear off in one swift motion. He then did just as we had, running and jumping in, splashing Dom and I in the process.

“It’s nice that you too are already small so you don’t have to worry about shrinkage!”, Dom said with a splash towards Matt and I.

“Hey, man, I might not be as big as you, but I’m nowhere near as small as pipsqueak over here,” Matt replied laughing and rubbing my wet hair playfully.

I wanted to defend myself, but he was right. Matt’s dick looked like Holden’s: average in size and pretty thick. Still, Dom must have felt pretty good to be out-sizing this grown man.

The three of us swam for almost an hour until dinner arrived. Matt got out and toweled off; I clocked that his dick had shrunken to about 3 and a 1/2″ in the process, but was still pretty girthy (a “chode”, if you will). He then quickly redressed to retrieve the food from the front porch. Dom and I followed suit minus the redressing, grabbed the backpack and took our food upstairs to eat in Holden’s room.

Before going inside, I noticed that Matt had left the fence door open when he’d entered the yard. I considered going over to close it, but laziness got the best of me and I decided to just head inside. We lived in a quiet neighborhood where crime legitimately almost never occurs. Very few people walked through the alleys at all. What’s the worst that could happen? I’m an excellent housesitter.

One in Holden’s room, Dom and I tucked into our food and cracked open two more drinks, me sitting on the edge of the bed and Dom sitting criss-cross on the floor, both of us still naked, of course.

“When did you see Matt’s dick before?” Dom asked, not accusatorially but genuinely curious.

“Holden pantsed him last time I was swimming over here.”

“Damn, I guess that just runs in the Powell blood.”

“Yeah, they seem to be a rock-out-with-your-cock-out type of people.”

“You’re one to talk,” Dom said, gesturing towards my dick with a smirk.

“You too, Big Weenie,” I replied smirking back (I had started calling him this in response to his less fortunate “Tiny Weenie” nickname for me).

“Oh, dude, speaking of him,” he said with a quick glance down to his own dick. “I have to show you what Marta texted me last night.” He grabbed his phone and began to open up his messages. Marta was a hot girl at our school who Dom had been flirting with for a bit. She was one of the few girls at our school that was really curvy, with full tits and a big ass. He showed me his screen for me to see a bathroom mirror selfie of Marta just wearing a bra, her lower region clearly bare but obscured by the sink. “And they only got nastier after that.”

“Oh fuck, man, that’s hot as hell.” I could feel my member starting to gorge a bit. “Did you send her anything back?”

“Bro,” he said swiping on his phone. “What do you fucking think?” He angled his phone towards me again, this time showing me a picture of him laying on his bed, his hand grasping Escort Sancaktepe his fully-hard cock. The flash had accentuated the veins bulging on his throbbing meat-stick.

“Man, you could have just said yes,” I replied, pretending to be grossed out.

“Doesn’t look like you mind too much,” he said, his eyes locked on my dick. I looked down to see that it had now grown to be semi-erect, a 50-60% chub at least.

“What do you expect? That pic of Marta was hot as shit,” I replied, not really even slightly embarrassed.

“Oh, yeah,” Dom said with a huge grin on his face as he stood and lunged towards me. I quickly put my food on the bedside table before Dom tackled me. “Tiny Weenie wants to fuck my girl, huh?”

I started to fight back, all the while laughing at how stupid this image must have looked. “I mean, if the opportunity came, I wouldn’t pass, man.”

He had me pinned down on the bed as he looked at me and then his own dick. “Nah, she needs a man’s dick, not a kid.” It wasn’t until I looked down that I noticed Dom and I were now both fully hard. Not only that, but our dicks were touching each other. Mine compared to his looked like a person posing next to the Eiffel Tower, but the image and feeling still made my dick twitch.

“Fuck, man,” I said as I pushed him off of me, him landing to my left side the bed. “That pic got me riled up.”

“Same.” He spit on his hand began to stroke and I followed suit without word.

We sat in silence for a minute, both rubbing our hard cocks. His stroke was, as I had noticed the first time we had jacked off, much faster than mine. While I initially thought of Marta in that photo, her boobs pushed up in that lace-y bra and her pussy hidden just behind the sink, my mind drifted to Dom stroking his big cock in front of me and me stroking my smaller cock in front of him. I felt pre-cum on the tip of my dick and began to rub it with my index finger just as Dom said —

“Holden would flip out if he saw us doing this shit on his bed.”

The idea caused us both to chuckle. “Should we send him a pic?” I responded, only half-kidding.

Dom, always down for trouble, grabbed his phone and said, “For sure.” He angled his phone high in the air to capture both of us laying on Holden’s bed, our hands on our respective cocks, and snapped a pic. Less than 10 seconds later, I heard my phone vibrate and knew Dom had sent the picture to the group chat. Holden would flip.

Suddenly, I clocked that now these two had a picture of me, head to toe, with my wiener fully erect, lined up against Dom’s massive hard-on. The thought was overwhelming. As my legs bent in orgasm, my left knee brushed Dom’s right leg. The feeling startled me and caused me to bend them back downwards, attempting to straighten my legs, but I was already mid-orgasm (and, as Dom knew well, I was a total uncontrollable horny teen whenever I came). What ensued was me accidentally turning my body towards Dom and, as a result, accidentally shooting my load onto his hip and stomach while my toes curled against the top of his right foot. “Oh, FUCK, I’m sorry–” I moaned in pure embarrassment.

Dom looked shocked for a split second, but before I was even done exploding, burst into laughter. “Bro, that’s fucked up!”

I was panicked. “I didn’t mean to, I–“

Before I could explain even slightly, he angled his body towards mine and ejaculated onto my stomach unabashedly, his toes similarly curling up and down, almost interlocking with my own. I watched stunned, seeing his dick close up as he came onto my abs before he eventually rubbed the tip of it on my happy trail to get the last few drops out.

Fuck.

We laid there for less than ten seconds, breathing heavy, before Dom interrupted the silence to say, “Well, if we’re not friends for life now, I don’t know when we will be.” We both started to laugh.

As I scanned the room for something to wipe off with, Dom rolled over top of me — our deflating cocks and cum lined stomachs rubbing against one another in the process — to open the bottom drawer of Holden’s bedside table and retrieve a nasty looking hand towel. “I know where Holden keeps his cum rag.” This was certainly not the first time Dom had jerked off on Holden’s bed, it was likely just the first time he had done it sans Holden. We had shit-eating grins as we wiped off together, my mind briefly thinking about how Dom and I’s dried cum was now on this disgusting rag alongside all of Holden’s.

For a while, we just resumed eating and watched a movie, still naked obviously. At some point, Holden responded to the picture of Dom and I jacking it. “You guys are fucking disgusting.” We laughed our asses off.

At some point in the movie, the lead girl tried to seduce the main guy by walking into his office completely naked. He walked up behind her and lowered his hand down to her pussy and began to finger her off-screen. The two then began to kiss and a long (albeit vanilla) sex scene ensued. Dom and Sancaktepe Escort Bayan I, being endless horndogs, were silent during this until Dom eventually said, “Fuck, man, now I’m horny again.”

I looked at his hardening dick. “Me too.”

We had been sitting on the floor, our backs against the bed, so I stood up and laid back down on the bed and began to stroke my little guy once again. Dom crawled over me, not worrying or caring what between us touched in the process, and laid on my left side yet again.

This session was longer and my nut was continually prolonged by me being in charge of rewinding to the start of the scene. Eventually, Dom’s toes began to curl against my leg hair, and I wondered if it was intentional or if he simply didn’t notice. “I’m gonna cum,” he moaned, and then, with that same shit-eating grin, he shot up and perched on top of me, pinning my arms back with his right hand as he continued to stroke with his left. His bare butt was pressed against my stomach as he shot his load onto my chest.

“Oh, you’re so fucking DEAD,” I yelled out, laughing. Only then did I worry about Matt hearing us.

Once he was done, he collapsed to my left and I resumed stroking, the stench of his cum on my chest fueling me somehow. When I was close, I angled my body and shot my load onto his softening (yet still massive) cock, which laid on it’s side. He just giggled at the sight of it.

I laid back down and we sat in another heavy-breathed silence for a moment as the movie went on. After a few seconds, Dom grabbed his dick, collecting some of my cum off of it and rubbed it onto my cock, causing it to twitch. Dom had not outright grabbed my wiener before. We both laughed and I said aloud, “We’re so gross.”

“Fucking animals,” he said in agreement as I grabbed the discard cum rag and once again wiped off.

We spent the rest of the night sipping our drinks on the bed, watching movies until we crashed laying next to each other on top of the covers.

The next morning, I was awakened by a punch on the arm from Dom. “Rise and shine, Tiny Weenie. We got a whole house to ourselves.”

“Is Matt still here?” I asked, my eyes adjusting to the light coming in from the window.

“No clue. Let’s go check.”

As he rose out of bed, I clocked that he was not only still completely naked, but was also fully erect. “Hey, how about covering the morning wood before going to check on Holden’s uncle,” I said with a giggle.

“Oh yeah?” he said looking at my dick which was, of course, also fully hard. “Who fucking cares? Like he’s never had a morning hard-on. Come on!” He flung open the door and headed out, his dick pointing roughly 8″ ahead of him. I followed behind, my 5-incher guiding the way. Who fucking cares, right?

Matt did. The second we entered the kitchen, we were greeted by his eyes bolting down to our exposed boners. “Woah, you guys…” he said, averting his eye-line.

“What?” Dom casually responded, heading for the fridge. “Jealous?”

“Maybe a little of you, Dom, but you boys need more shame.”

Ironically, this talk and seeing Dom confidently sporting his morning wood in front of Matt was only prolonging my erection.

I wondered what it was like to be Dom: to have a fully grown man admit envy over his cock. I suspected this feeling turned him on. Meanwhile, the image of my hard dick only reassured men of their dominance over me. If I brought a girl around, they’d know what she was getting and that they could give her more. Funnily enough, this feeling turned me on.

“All right,” Matt said. “I’m heading out. Make sure to lock the front door behind me. Thanks for letting me crash y’all’s night.”

“No problem, man,” Dom replied. “Thanks for dinner.”

Matt gave me a high-five on his way out, the impact causing my boner to wiggle back and forth a little which we both paused to notice, Matt giving the slightest laugh as he made his way to the front door and left. I locked up behind him.

“Hey,” Dom called out as I headed back to the kitchen. “How about a morning swim?”

“I’m down.”

We bolted outside and plunged into the pool.

“Holy shit!” Dom yelped. “The water’s even colder than it was yesterday.”

“I know, fuck! I can’t be in here too long.”

We swam for about thirty or so minutes tops before climbing out and shivering next to each other, facing the water.

“Bro, even your dick looks tiny right now!” I exclaimed, both of our eyes locked on Dom’s cock, which was now only about 4″ out of his usual soft 6″.

“Says you!” Mine was, of course, about an inch at best (that might be generous).

This moment of levity between was short-lived, interrupted by the unmistakeable sound coming from behind us of an iPhone camera snapping a photo. We both turned around immediately and were met by Hannah, Holden’s sister, taking pictures of the two of us. Click! Click! Click! It was then that the laughter began. Her laughter at seeing her older brother’s two best friends, whom she’s known around town since we were all kids, stark naked.

It took us a good few seconds to process before we both embarrassedly cupped our shrunken penises in our hands and ran into the house, bolting up the stairs as fast as we could, all to the soundtrack of her laughter.

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