The Lakehouse

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The Lakehouse

Note: This is a recent commission that I thought fit the theme enough to add to my official library of work. Cheers and enjoy.

The first time my friends and I jerked off together, I don’t even know why it happened. We were too old to be playing dares, but young enough and immature enough to do it anyway. It was December, Christmas break. Snow outside, basement couch, four of us bored out of our minds after wrestling season had ended, the last event being a December invitational that coincided with the first week of our winter break. 

It’s kind of amazing what boredom can do to hormonal males. Someone said we should watch porn on the big screen, and nobody argued. By the time the video of some huge dicks sharing a petite college chick was running on the big screen in front of us, Ben, ever the instigator, had unzipped and whipped out his cock like it was no big deal. He looked over at us and grinned. “What, you guys scared?”

I laughed too loud, looking at his dick that was rapidly engorging. He had more pubes than me, and a meatier cock. My closeted gay ass was nervous, but so were the other two. No one wanted to be the chicken. Olly was the first to follow, then Luke. Their meaty cocks were actually nice, and I had seen them before in passing, but the context tonight was obviously different. I was about to watch them cum. 

Three out of four of us were sitting there, dick out in front of the other guys, and I wasn’t about to sit there pretending I didn’t want in. I stood up and pulled down my sweats,  dropping them to my ankles like a little kid at the urinal, my heart pounding in my ears. For a second, nobody moved. Then Ben spit in his hand, dramatic as hell, and started stroking. That broke the seal.

We were quiet except for the sound of porn moaning from the TV and some squishy wet stroking of ourselves. I was sitting next to Luke, who had the biggest cock among us. He looked over at me as I very slowly moved my fist up and down, trying not to cum too quickly, and also trying not to stare too much at their hands blurring over themselves.

"Dude," he said, "that's a lot of pre-cum."

"Yeah," I barely got the words out as I found it difficult to talk with the nerves in my body, "I make a lot."

Luke and I stared at each other's dicks for a bit, then I reached over and grabbed his. His jaw dropped a bit, enjoying the feeling of someone else doing it. He reached back over to mine.

"Go slow," I said, "or else I'll cum right away."

He chuckled and held it by the base, loosely running his fingers up and down my shaft, careful not to make me nut too quickly.

The whole thing was so stupid, but my chest was tight and I could feel every second. My friends, all next to me, dicks in hands, pretending like it was normal. I tried to play it cool, but I couldn’t stop sneaking  more glances at everyone. Luke’s lip was caught between his teeth as I stroked him rapidly, making his balls bounce up and down. Ben kept shifting like he wasn’t sure if he wanted to be comfortable or uncomfortable. Olly was having the time of his life, eyes wide facing the screen, humping into his fist.

We didn’t last long. Olly finished first, smirking like he won something. Ben muttered “Jesus Christ” and pulled his shirt over his lap to cum inside it for some reason. Luke kept stroking me while I made him finish on his abs, face flushed bright red. My closeted gay brain was spinning in circles, but after watching the three of them pulse and cum right in front of me, Luke picked up his pace on me and quickly made me jizz up to my neck. I sat there catching my breath as it dribbled down my shirtless chest.

When it was over, there was a silent moment, before Ben spoke. "Jeez dude," he said, looking at me, "You almost came in your mouth."

The guys all looked at me and started laughing as I wiped my chin and neck. It was a fun moment, but after we all came, their attention shifted back to watching youtube videos. We pulled our pants back up and moved on. We were back to normal without even addressing what we had done, and we didn't mention it again. But I thought about it every night for a long time after that.

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Six months later, graduation had come and gone, and so had the after-parties. College was coming. Over the last couple of months I had come out as gay, and Luke had come out as bi. It wasn’t a big deal to anyone really, rather it just took a bit before I was sure that there was no fallout or weirdness with my friends. When we planned a final pre-college trip together, I knew things were normal. We’d all known each other since middle school, and this week away at the lake would be our version of a goodbye tour. Olly found a cheap rental upstate with a deck and a view of the water. We pooled our cash and booked it.

When we pulled up, the place looked like something from a postcard. Wide lake, trees hanging over the dock, no buildings in sight except a beat-up house that smelled faintly of cedar when we walked in. Everyone claimed one of the four beds in two rooms, like little kids at summer camp. Ben claimed he should get the big bed because he "carried the cooler" even though everyone else carried heavy stuff too. When he jumped on the bed to claim it, I jumped in next to him. "Mine," I said, looking at him with a dare in my eyes. 

He narrowed his eyes at me, then suddenly pounced. In a moment he was on top of me, shrieking like a monkey. I laughed, but reacted quickly and grabbed his shoulders. We flipped each other over a couple times as we tried to push the other off the bed, or at least to make the other yield.

In a minute of laughing and squabbling he had me set, his legs wrapped around my abdomen as he grabbed my wrists and held them over my head. He was always stronger, and his years on the wrestling team showed in his swiftness and his musculature. I was aware of his bulge pressing onto my abs through his shorts, which made me pause. He was as straight as they come, not even paying attention to the fact that his dick and balls were resting on me, and he took advantage of my hesitation to flip me over. He basically held me down in prone position, his bulge pressed up against my ass. "Do you yield?"

"Never," I said. But it didn't matter. I had lost. He slowly slid off of me as he let me rest. I got up and said, "Maybe I'll just sneak in to share it with you anyway."

"You might not like that too much," he replied, pulling off his shirt as he had gotten sweaty in the wrestling match, "I sleep naked."

"We know," said Luke and Olly in unison as they entered the room. Then they looked at each other with a big smile, and again in unison yelled, "Jinx!". They laughed and yet again spoke at the same time, "Fuck!" 

Luke and Olly bickered about who’d sleep closest to the fridge. They ended up sharing one room, while I took the smaller bed in Ben's room. I had a window looking straight out at the water.

We dumped our bags, changed into trunks, grabbed drinks, and sat out on the deck. It felt surreal. For years, everything had been football, practices, classes, the same rotation. Now we were heading to different states, different majors, different lives. It was kind of sad, but really exciting to find my next chapter. But for one week, it was still us.

We jumped in and out of the lake a few times, and with the privacy, some escalating dares led to us skinny dipping. I caught myself looking at their pale cheeks in the sun, and their dicks flopping around as we did flips off the dock, and I started thinking about that night in December. The memory still felt heavy to me, even if it seemed like just a passing event to them. Nobody mentioned it since it happened, like it had been erased. Still, sometimes when Olly stretched shirtless, or Luke walked by in just his shorts, I felt a lowkey sexual attraction to him, to all of them really. Always lingering in the back of my head.

The first couple days blurred together. We swam, grilled burgers, played cards. Luke cannonballed off the dock one time and nearly smacked his head on the raft. Olly insisted we do a “Frat Olympics” that ended with Ben puking behind the shed. Nights stretched long with music and games and fucking around half naked. I kept watching everyone loosen up, waiting for that invisible line to break again.

One night we played truth or dare, the simple, loosely organized kind that we used to play at sleepovers.

Olly dared Ben to squat down and pick up a glass bottle with his ass cheeks. He actually got it between his cheeks and stood up, waddling across the living room with it clenched there, blushing and laughing as we hollered. He dropped the bottle halfway on his way back. Everyone howled laughing, and it felt like middle school again.

It was Thursday night. We’d been partying for days, and the sky was turning purple over the lake. Olly passed out early in his room. Luke wandered off to the dock with a book, the most subdued one of us. That left me and Ben on the couch, both of us in our boxer briefs. He mentioned something about not getting laid since he broke up with his girlfriend a month prior.

We were lounging side by side, heads on the same pillow while we cast a movie from my phone onto the cabin TV. I don’t remember how we ended up pseudo-cuddling, only that his arm was sort of around me and mine was partially lying across his chest. It would've felt weird under different circumstances, but tonight it felt like just part of the trip.

I was loose enough to shift my position and let my head rest against his stomach. He didn’t move away, and I was staring at his bulge in his underwear, thinking about the time I saw him explode all over himself. I gave into my instincts and moved my hand to his shaft, feeling it shift on its own against my palm as blood flowed into it. He didn't say anything, just rubbed his hand lower on my back until he was grabbing my ass.

I started to chuckle but my laugh caught in my throat. He shifted lower, a hand on my head pressing me against his body. His hand slid lower, moving softly over both my butt cheeks. I felt so sexy that he was holding me like that. I don’t remember which happened first, but a minute later I was moaning with his dick in my mouth and he was sticking his spit covered finger into my ass. It was like a desperate moment where we both suddenly got too horny to have any inhibitions. My heart was beating into my throat. This was Ben. Straight Ben. But he was finger fucking me while I pulled him farther and farther into my throat.

I bobbed on his cock until he eventually reached around my hip to grab mine.

"No, wait," I said, "I'll cum too fast." He chuckled and returned to fingering my ass, jamming it roughly up there, finding my button and making me moan onto his cock. 

I got down on my knees to get a better angle, and I let him hold my head as he bounced my throat on his cock like a basketball. 

The creak of the door made us freeze. Luke stood there, eyes wide. Behind him, Olly rubbed his face like he’d just woken up. For a second nobody breathed.

Then Luke grinned, shaking his head. “What the hell, you two?”

I wanted to sink into the floor. Ben didn’t flinch. He just said, “You joining or not?”

Olly laughed nervously, but he didn’t leave. Luke stepped inside, closing the door behind him. Olly shrugged, stripped his shirt, then his shorts, letting his thick dong pop out. Luke followed, already hard, and suddenly there were four of us, naked, all in.

It wasn’t organized and it wasn’t carefully executed, but basically everyone had a dick and was prepared to satisfy it among friends, without any boundaries of sexuality or anything like that. It was just four guys letting go of every line we’d drawn. In a way, it was the sequel to the circlejerk that had happened in December. In minutes, hands were everywhere, and mouths were everywhere. I kissed Olly, then felt Luke press his cock against me, lips at my neck. Ben came back from the kitchen with a bottle of almond oil.

"I've jerked off with this before," he said.

"You can fuck me with it then," I said, pulling my mouth off of Luke's big cock.

He laughed breathlessly as Olly pulled him over to me.

I lay back on the couch with my legs in the air. The other two watched carefully as Ben lined up his meat with my ass and poured a few drops of oil onto his dick.

"Is this gonna work?" he said as he looked down at my quivering ass.

"Just do it," I said, grabbing him and rubbing in the oil. I lined him up as he pressed forward, penetrating me. 

Olly and Luke's dicks were hard as well, standing on either side of Ben and looking down at me. 

"Have you guys had anal sex before?" I asked them.

"No, only pussy," Ben said between breaths as he started to penetrate me. My eyes went wide as I felt the burn of him stretching me out.

"I've only had oral," said Luke, "you know that."

"I'm actually a virgin," Olly said.

Luke looked at him. "You said you fucked Christina over Spring break!"

"I lied," said Olly, eyes never leaving Ben's cock filling my ass.

"This is my first time with anything besides a cucumber," I said.

"Are you ok?" Ben asked, still staring down at his cock.

"Yeah," I said. "I've used a looooot of cucumbers."

The guys chuckled. Soon Ben was balls deep inside me and I was adjusting. Olly and Luke stepped on either side of my face and rested their hard meat poles on my lips, touching each other across my tongue. I licked them both and jerked them off while they ran their hands through my hair and around my neck, chest and nipples. I milked drops of their pre-cum into my mouth as Ben started giving me the smallest little thrusts inside me. It felt like heaven, and everything I had wanted, even if I hadn't fully realized it. My friends were the perfect ones to start my dick journey with.

Luke was the first to straddle my chest and thrust more forcefully into my mouth. Ben had a view of his ass as he started humping my face and holding my head. I looked up at his eyes, and saw nothing but focus, and horny male energy. Olly took the opportunity to get behind him, squeezing in front of Ben, straddling my abdomen and rubbing his cock up and down Luke's ass. He grabbed the oil and soon he was putting the tip into Luke. I watched his face shift as he was penetrated, while his shaft was buried in my throat. He groaned as I grabbed his hips, reminding him that I had to breathe intermittently.

Soon, after watching Olly's ass begin to thrust into Luke, Ben gave my ass a break and pulled out, only to start pressing into Olly. They had formed a daisy chain on top of me, with my mouth at the end of the chain. I grabbed whatever skin and ass and balls my hands could find as I groped mindlessly. When my ass started to feel empty, like it needed more dick, I slithered out from underneath them and turned around on all fours, giving Luke access to my ass. The four of us fucked, with Ben at the back and me at the front, exactly how it was meant to be. I could feel the rhythm as it carried through all of them, landing in me. 

We switched it up a few times without even thinking, and I ended up fucking Ben at one point, completing the circle. At one moment I was giving, the next taking. At one point I tangled with Luke, making out wildly while he fucked me in missionary and grabbed my firm meat. I had to hold his wrist so he didn't make me cum too quickly. The other two watched and touched themselves, then took turns putting their hogs in Luke's mouth, and then mine. Nobody said a word about what it meant. We were too busy giving in and experimenting.

All four of us were getting something different out of it, and I could tell from the way each guy acted. Ben was trying hard, pounding like it was a competition, like if he just went harder none of this counted against his straight card. Luke was wide‑eyed, half shocked and half thrilled, laughing between groans like he couldn’t believe he was actually doing this. Olly was grinning like a kid on Christmas, panting and cracking jokes about us being the weirdest friend group ever, clearly excited to be losing his virginity. Like me, he was regularly holding off from cumming early. For me, it was somewhere between disbelief and pure excitement, my brain stuck on the fact that this was real and happening. Every time someone switched positions or grabbed someone else, the whole thing got louder and sloppier as wet, sweaty, greased up bodies slapped against each other, and the laughter mixed with the moans until it felt less like a serious sex scene and more like a chaotic moment. What started as a spontaneous moment back in December had blown up into the wildest and dirtiest day of our lives.

When Ben started fucking Luke like his life depended on it, rapidly shoving his cock inside him to the hilt, I recognized that he was going to cum. His face was scrunched up and focused, eyes closed. Luke was facing away from him on all fours, jerking himself off, his eyes closed as he licked his lips. I jumped off of Olly's meat and lay underneath Luke, giving him access to my mouth. He laid down flat and stuffed my throat, letting the rhythm from Ben fucking him drive his cock deep into me, cutting off my oxygen but making me see stars as I stared at his sweaty, glistening abs contracting above me. Olly took the opportunity to lift my legs and shove it in my ass.

In seconds, Ben announced, "I'm gonna cum." 

"Me too," Luke said between breaths, as their combined thrusting went even faster in my throat.

Down at my ass, Olly urgently chimed in, "Yeah me too." 

Luke went first, the biggest dick of all of us pulsing inside my throat, stretching me out to the max. Olly was furiously fucking me and pushing himself over the edge. The combination of lack of oxygen, and feeling a pulsing cock in my throat while my ass was getting pounded to oblivion, pushed me over the edge, even though I wasn't touching myself. I squirted multiple times up onto my abs, getting on Ben's ass as well, as I heard him exhale deeply, and felt his thrusting slow down. Olly finished inside me and froze. The four of us groaned and grunted, slowly relaxing. I sadly had to turn my head to the side to let Luke's cock out of me so I could breathe. As I coughed and sputtered, he milked out the last drops of cum onto my face, and wiped his dick on my cheek before falling beside me. Ben's pink thickness remained in the air above my face, wet and hard and dripping onto my face. He leaned forward to put the tip in my mouth, and I grabbed it to milk out the last drops from him. Olly dropped my hips and let himself fall out of me, grabbed a towel off the floor next to the couch, and wiped himself off. He threw the wet towel at me and I just let it rest on my chest as the four of us lay together, side by side.

I’d never felt that much raw closeness, the heat of bodies pressed together, the taste of each other on our lips. Straight, bi, or gay, none of it mattered. That night we were just four friends, lost in each other.

The room smelled like sex and male hormones, and nobody cared. Olly’s arm was draped over my chest. Luke’s leg was hooked across mine. Ben’s head rested on the pillow next to me, hair sticking up in all directions.

For a while there was only silence. Then Luke muttered, “Well, guess that’s one way to say goodbye.”

We laughed, tired and stunned. No one pushed the conversation further. We pulled the blanket over ourselves and pressed play on a scary movie, tangled together like we were almost one combined body.

I knew it wouldn’t happen again after this trip. We’d leave in a few weeks, head to different colleges, lead very different lives. But I also knew this night would stick forever, carved into me like a tattoo.

The next morning, we sort of silently woke up one by one and stretched. When I opened my eyes, Luke's perky, athletic, hairless ass was right in my face as he stood in front of me with his arms over his head. Olly and Ben weren't far away. No one said anything as we took turns going pee. I shared with Ben in silence, mutually acknowledging that we didn't need normal boundaries anymore. We were all still naked as we headed into the kitchen for orange juice and breakfast snacks. We sat back down on the couch. I reached for some underwear to put on, but Ben stopped me. "Should we all just rinse off our stank with another skinny dip in the lake? We've only got a couple days left here."

I smiled, and I saw Olly and Luke smiling too out of the corner of my eye. A couple days left here. I liked the sound of that.