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My name is Danny and my first time was in a tent with my best mate John. Wow, I didn’t think I’d ever tell anyone that!

I was 14 at the time and John was my best friend. We went to the same school, shared many of the same classes and spent all our free time together. We made dens in the woods near the golf course, rode our bikes down the canal towpath for hours at a time and followed gangs of giggling girls around trying to get a snog! We were both in the Scouts and spent a lot of weekends away camping. I remember we were totally obsessed with the outdoors, spending as much time as possible outside regardless of the weather. During the school holidays we’d camp out in my parents back garden, hidden from the house by a large bush, and do midnight raids on the neighbours apple and cherry trees. It was during one of these camping nights that it started.

It had been a red-hot day and it was going to be a warm night so we’d got permission to camp out. We’d set the tent up, eaten dinner then spent the evening in the park trying to chat up a couple of girls from the local Catholic girls school. At the end of the evening we’d walked them home and both been rewarded with a kiss from the girls. Not quite the snog we were after but a kiss on the cheek and, for me, a crafty grope of one of the girls boobs! We’d walked back to my house in high spirits, said good night to my parents and sister, and then headed down to the tent at the bottom of the garden. We kicked a football around for half an hour until it got too dark to see what we were doing then we’d undressed to our underpants and crawled into the tent.

Our usual routine was to get into our sleeping bags and chat about cars, bikes or football before falling asleep. It was too hot to get into the sleeping bags that night so we laid on top of them with our heads out of the tent door for some fresh air. We talked about the two girls we’d spent the evening with, speculating on what it would be like to shag them. We were both virgins at the time although we’d both had our fair share of snogging and a little bit of furtive groping over clothing. John liked to brag that he’d ‘done it’ on holiday but I knew that he hadn’t really.

I remember we talked for an hour or so, enjoying the cool air on our near naked bodies. I also remember that I was extremely horny, lying on my stomach with a very solid erection underneath me! I’d been masturbating regularly since I was 12 and was dying to get my cock out now and wank myself off, but couldn’t with John lying next to me. It didn’t help that he wouldn’t shut up about how the girl he was with had huge boobs that had pressed very firmly against his arm and hand when she’d kissed him! I was very into breasts at that age and fascinated by the way they moved under women’s clothing as they walked. I often found myself staring at my female school friends on the school bus, my bag in my lap to hide my erection, then rushing home to wank myself off in my bedroom.

10 minutes later the full moon had cleared the house and the tent was lit up quite brightly. I looked across at John and realised that he was lying on his back with his hands in his shorts playing with him self! His eyes were closed as he talked to me and his hand was gently moving up and down in his underpants. I don’t remember feeling shocked, just a bit pissed off that I hadn’t been doing the same for the last 20 minutes! I rolled over on to my back and pushed my left hand down my pants and on to my cock. I looked at John and found him watching me. He gave me a stupid grin but didn’t stop playing with himself. I began to wank, thinking about the girl taking her top off and inviting me to play with her tits.

‘What do you think about when you wank’ John asked quietly.

‘Tits’ I said without thinking, ‘What about you?’

‘Your sister.’ he laughed.

Honour had to be upheld so I dropped my cock and jumped on him, wrestling with him until I managed to straddle him and hold his shoulders down flat on the tent floor.

‘OK, you win. I apologise’ John laughed as I held him down for a count of three.

‘Don’t say it again’ I muttered turning red and getting off him. I’d suddenly becoming aware that I was sat on his erection!

John laughed at my discomfort and stuck his hand down his shorts again. I realised I was still fairly hard and even more horny than before! I briefly worried that I might be gay but soon returned to my mental image of the Catholic girl dancing around topless in front of me! I started playing with myself again but soon became frustrated with my shorts. I looked over at John and found him watching me.

‘You OK?’ he asked.

‘Too warm’ I stuttered.

‘Shall we take our shorts off?’ John suggested quietly.

I swallowed hard but nodded. John pushed his shorts off his hips and down his legs. I realised I was watching him and quickly pushed my shorts down to cover my embarrassment. We’d seen each other naked in the school showers many times but never seen each other erect. John’s cock looked about the same size as mine, I’d measured it at just short of 6” on the underside from the tip to the base near my balls. His pubic hair was darker than mine but neither of us was particularly hairy then. John lay on his back again and gripped his cock, looking up at the sky as he began to tug himself. I lay down next to him and started to wank off more seriously this time, my mind filled with bouncy boobs and grinning female school friends. I heard John grunt, his body tensing at the side of me, and then he let out a long sigh. I didn’t last much longer before my body tensed and I shot my load all over my belly. I opened my eyes and found John watching me.

‘Wow, its weird watching someone else cum!’ he laughed.

‘I don’t know. I had my eyes closed when you came!’ I replied.

John moved his hands through the cum on his belly, picking some up on a finger.

‘Have you ever tasted yours?’ he asked.

‘No’ I lied.

‘Liar’ John said then sucked his finger, ‘it doesn’t make you a puff you know!’

‘OK, I have’ I admitted and picked some up with my own finger then sucked it to prove it.

John laughed, calling me a puff again and I slapped his side with my hand telling him to shut up. He slapped me back and we were suddenly wrestling again. I briefly thought about his hot, naked body against mine and realised it was quite pleasant then had to concentrate on not getting pinned down by him. We wrestled for five minutes, neither of us getting the upper hand, before reaching a stalemate. I became aware that I was hard again and pushing against John’s thigh. I broke away and lay on my belly to disguise it, panting to get my breath back.

‘I don’t mind’ John said simply.

‘Don’t mind what’ I asked, trying to pretend innocence.

‘That you’re hard. I am too’ he said showing me, ‘It’s not a big deal.’

‘I’m not gay’ I said.

‘Neither am I and you know it’ John laughed, knowing I hated being called ‘gay’ at school, ‘we’re just horny!’

‘Well I did get to feel a tit tonight’ I laughed.

‘When?’ John demanded.

‘When we were wrestling. You tit!’ I laughed jumping on him and trying to hold his shoulders down again.

We rolled around laughing again, I remember that I was very aware that our cocks were brushing against each other and very turned on by it. We ended up rolling out of the tent door and on to the lawn, John pushing me on to my front and lying on my back with his arm round my neck. I was pretty much trapped in that position as John spread his legs over mine to hold me down. I could feel his hot, hard cock pushing against my bum as he moved about on top of me and realised he was no longer moving to hold me down but moving about to rub his cock over my arse! He was breathing hard as he did this, the noise turning me on more than I ever would have imagined at that age. I stopped struggling wondering what he would do.

‘Are you OK?’ He gasped in my ear.

‘What are you doing?’ I asked quietly.

‘Wrestling.’ He replied rubbing his cock on my bum again.

‘OK’ I said squirming underneath him but not enough to dislodge him. My mind was spinning with confused feelings.

John squirmed against me, rubbing his cock up and down my bum cheeks before slotting it into my sweat slippery crack. He stopped squirming and started to thrust his cock up and down my bum crack, his breathing hard in my ear.
‘Christ that feels good’ he mumbled as I lay underneath him gently moving to give some pretence to the ‘wrestling’.

He didn’t last long; probably less than a minute from the time he started to slide his cock up and down my arse crack, before he shot his second load of the night over my lower back. He collapsed on top of me, his weight pressing me into the grass and trapping my cock underneath me. He stayed like that for 10 seconds or so, gently rubbing his cock against my bum, then got up and crawled into the tent. I felt anger and disappointment that he wasn’t going to let me have a go at him and I angrily crawled into the tent to confront him. I found him laying on his stomach on his sleeping bag, his legs parted slightly waiting for me.

I quickly straddled him, moving my cock into position then leaning forward to trap it between my body and his bum. I began to dry fuck him with long strokes, pushing my weight on to my cock and imagining that he was a girl. I revelled in the feel of his naked body underneath my cock and stomach, gripping his shoulders as I slide backwards and forwards on his bum. I realised John was pushing back against me, his breathing heavy again and realised he was getting off on what we were doing. That sent me over the edge and I shot my load over his back and bum. I rolled off when I was finished and lay next to him panting.

‘Our secret?’ He asked finally.

‘Jesus, of course.’ I replied, ‘Haven’t we always kept secrets?’

‘Yes, but this is big’ John said simply.

‘And we’ll both look like puffs if either of us tell’ I pointed out.

We chatted for a bit more, the subject drifting on to the new mountain bike John hoped to get for his birthday before we fell asleep.

We woke to my sister calling us from the house and scrambled to put our shorts on in case she came down to the tent to wake us. I called out that we were awake and we’d be up for breakfast soon. Neither of us mentioned what had happened the night before and we spent the day fishing with one of my Uncles before returning home around 4pm. Again we asked permission to camp out, our parents agreeing knowing how much we enjoyed it. If they knew what had gone on the night before they would have shit themselves! John had to spend the evening with his family visiting his grandma so I killed time playing video games until his Mum dropped him off. He had a small rucksack with him and he gestured at it behind my parents back and smiled. I knew that meant he had something cool in there!

We spent the evening watching a film with my family and it was dark when we got to the tent, with the moon just beginning to rise high enough to light the tent. We stripped naked straight away this time, both of us crawling into the tent with a hard cock! John pulled his torch out and rummaged in his bag pulling out a girly magazine.

‘Cool, where did you get that?’ I asked.

‘Nicked it from my Granddad’s stash’ he said.

‘Your granddad?’ I exclaimed.

‘Horrible thought isn’t it? Oh, I brought some body lotion too.’ He laughed.

‘Body lotion? What are you going to do with that?’ I asked, a little bemused.

‘If you use a little on your cock when you wank it feels really good and I was getting friction burns from you a bit last night’ he said.

‘OK, whatever’ I said picking up the magazine.

We flicked through the magazine, looking at the pictures of naked women by the light of the torch. It was the first time I’d seen full frontal nudity outside of a sex education textbook and the folds of skin and pubic hair around the women’s pussies fascinated me. Best of all were the boobs though. Dozens of them of all shapes and sizes! I gasped at the variety of nipple size, shape and colour as we flicked through the mag.

‘I need to do it’ John said suddenly.

‘No fair! You went first last night!’ I said.

‘I brought the mag and lube so I get to go first’ he said, ‘you can look at the pictures until I’ve finished then we’ll swap’

I grudgingly agreed and lay on my belly, spreading my legs a little wider than I had the night before. John squeezed a little of the pink lotion on to his cock and rubbed it all over. He straddled me, pushing his slippery cock between my buttocks and bearing down on me. I felt his cock slip up and down my arse as he began to wank himself off on me. The lotion didn’t make much difference to me but having my legs slightly apart meant that John’s cock was sliding over my arsehole at times. The first time it happened it made me jump but I made myself relax then began to enjoy the feeling. I realised I’d probably slid my own cock over John’s anus the night before and knew why he was getting off on me doing him. The thought made me a little uncomfortable but the feelings from my bum were pleasant. I flicked through the magazine, looking at the naked women as my best mate used my buttocks to pleasure himself.

John didn’t last much longer than he had the night before but this time he sat up and shot his load over my arse, rubbing the end of his cock up and down my crack gasping with pleasure. I felt the head of his cock rub on my anus and pushed back slightly without thinking, feeling his cock against my bum hole. This sent a shiver down my spine and I let out a gentle moan. John rubbed his cock up and down my anus a couple of times, making me moan gently again. I had my eyes closed, concentrating on the feelings running through my body. I’d given up stressing at that point and just wanted to experience pleasure.

‘Danny, are you OK?’ John said gently.

‘Feels nice’ I answered.

‘Do you want to swap?’ he asked.

‘Yea, definitely’ I said, ‘I’m ready to shoot now!’

We swapped places, John handing me the bottle of body lotion.

‘How much?’ I asked.

‘This much’ John said squirting some on his hand.

We looked at each other, a little shocked, realising that the correct amount was on John’s hand but needed to be on my cock! John shrugged and grabbed my cock gently, rubbing lotion on to it. I shivered at his touch, kind of embarrassed but kind of wanting him to continue what he was doing. I didn’t dare ask though and he lay down with the girly magazine once he was satisfied my cock was slippery. I lay on top of him, waiting for him to get comfortable, before sliding my cock between his butt cheeks and sliding forward. John moaned with pleasure as I slid backwards and forwards, trying to make sure my cock pressed against his arsehole to give him the same feelings I’d been getting.

‘Oh that’s good’ he muttered.

‘Tell me what and I’ll keep doing it’ I said, excited to hear him encourage me.

‘Errm, OK. Rub it over my bum hole’ John muttered turning red.

I sat up as he had done after he’d come and rubbed my cock head over his anus, pushing gently against it. John pushed back with his hips exciting me even more. I experimented with the way I was pushing against him, finding out that direct pressure on the underside of my cock head made me want to shoot my load, but using the tip wasn’t so bad. My cock felt like a hot rod of iron in my hand as I slid it over my friends arsehole and I began to thrust a little harder making John gasp.

‘Need more lotion’ he whispered reaching for the bottle and handing it to me.

I poured some out and made to put it on my cock but John stopped me.

‘On my bum Dan’ he instructed.

I did as he requested, gingerly rubbing the body lotion over his anus and between his bum cheeks. If asked two days before if I’d enjoy rubbing slippery lotion on my friend’s bum I would probably have ended up in a fight, right now I was excited by it. I ran my fingers over his arsehole, pushing the tips against the tight muscle.

‘Use your cock’ John breathed.

I changed position, pushing and rubbing my cock against his arsehole as he pushed back against me. It seems strange now but I realise that at that point I had no notion of anal sex. As far as I was concerned I was rubbing myself off although I was aware that my cock head was sliding deeper and deeper into John’s arse as I played with myself. John was helping by pushing back against me, his weight on his elbows and knees now. His breathing was deep again and he was muttering ‘yes’ under his breath. Something I love to hear from lovers to this day. I think we’d been doing this for a couple of minutes when we kind of accidentally managed to both push hard at the same time and half my cock slid into his rear.

‘Holy shit’ John said in a rush.

‘Fuck, sorry man.’ I said pulling out.

‘No, keep going!’ John breathed, ‘feels fucking good!’

I leant forward and pushed hard against him again, watching my cock slide into his arsehole. He pushed back and then stopped. I held myself steady waiting for him to tell me what to do. He started to push against me then pull back, fucking my cock with his arse. I ran my hands over his buttocks and back, not knowing exactly what I felt comfortable doing! My cock slowly pushed inside John until his bum was slapping against my belly. It felt tight, hot and slippery and I could feel my balls tingling wanting to shoot their load. I realised John’s hand was working away beneath him, wanking his cock as I began to fuck him gently concentrating on not cuming straight away.

‘Fuck me harder Dan’ John breathed.

‘OK.’ I said my head spinning.

I pulled out of him slightly then pushed in harder than I really intended to do. John groaned with pleasure pushing his arse on to my cock. I leant over him, bracing myself with my hands both sides of his chest and started to fuck him in a kind of press-ups position. John continued wanking himself off as I increased my tempo. I could hear my cock squelching in his arsehole and felt myself building quickly to orgasm. I managed to thrust three more times before I was shooting my load deep in his arse. I collapsed on top of him, trapping his hand beneath him, before rolling off him. My cock left his arse with a wet ‘plop’ sound.

‘Are you OK?’ John said excitedly.

‘Christ yes.’ I said watching him squeeze lube on his cock. My heart seemed to skip a beat as I realised it was my turn to get my arse fucked.

‘Bend over’ he said simply, his eyes filled with lust.

I knelt down and leant forward, offering my bum to him. He squeezed more lube directly on to my bum hole and started to rub his cock urgently against my arsehole. I pushed back as he had done, my mind reeling with the thought of what was about to happen. John pushed harder against me and I felt the end of his cock enter me. I made myself relax and pushed back hard, my whole body and mind shaking with adrenaline and excitement reminding me of the time I’d been chased by a guard dog and had to run and climb a fence to escape it.

‘God!’ John whispered urgently as he continued to press against me.

John’s cock slowly pushed into my arsehole. I felt no pain, just a filled up feeling from my bum, like you do when you have a big shit. I don’t know if John was using more lube than me or if I was more relaxed but he pushed the entire length of his cock into me without stopping to let me get used to him without causing me any pain. I pushed back against him, encouraging him to fuck me. When he was deep inside me I settled down on to my stomach, my legs still spread and he put his arm around my neck as he’d done the night before and began to fuck me hard and fast.

‘Come on man, fuck me’ I whispered in encouragement wondering if he got the same thrill I did from the words.

‘Oh Christ that feels good.’ John whispered back, ‘I wish I was fucking your sister though!’

‘Me too man’ I said without thinking, ‘Much nicer than fucking you!’

He fucked me for a minute more lying on top of me, holding me down, then sat up to finish him self off. He pushed his cock deep inside my rectum before letting himself go. I moaned with pleasure at the feel of him inside and on top of me then he pulled out and rolled on his back besides me.

Again we chatted as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened then fell asleep. The rest of the summer was the same. Whenever we could camp out we’d fuck each other before sleep, usually managing to both cum twice before we were satisfied. We didn’t touch each other’s cocks, deciding that would be ‘too gay’ and sucking each other off never even entered our heads. We did experiment with positions though, John starting by lying on his back and pulling his legs back so he could wank off while I fucked him. I found I preferred to be on my hands and knees with him knelt or squatting, fucking me deeply. We both learnt how to control ourselves too, making the fuck last 15 minutes or so before letting ourselves cum. Good training for later life I’ve always felt!

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