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    I Thought I Knew - Book 1 and Book 2

    This is the story of three guys I have gotten to know quite well recently. Each has told me their story from his point of view. I have taken their versions and woven them into a single story for you. There may be slight differences from one chapter to the next, because no two people, let alone three people, see or remember things exactly the same. Now relax and enjoy the story and, of course, let me know what you think. Please keep in mind that Chapter 1 has been toned down by the JUB censor, so please make sure you stick with the story for a few more chapters before you make your final judgment.


    Book 1

    Chapter 1

    From Billy’s viewpoint

    I thought I knew everything about Jess. I’d known him forever. We went to school together through high school. We’d always been close friends. Now it was our senior year in high school and you’d think by that point you’d know everything about your best bud. But suddenly I wasn’t so sure.

    It was Tuesday just after school let out. I’d started walking home with some friends, wondering where Jess was. We always walked home together. Then I remembered a history book I’d left in my locker and so I hustled back to school. As I headed toward my locker, I saw two guys talking, their heads real close together like they wanted to make sure no one could hear what they said. I was almost certain one of them was Jess, but the other one I couldn't be positive about.

    As I got closer, Jess must have heard my footsteps. He looked up. I was pretty sure he said, “See you tomorrow night,” to the other guy. Then he turned toward me and smiled as though he were glad to see me. The other guy hurried past me and out of the building. I felt that I’d seen him before.

    “Hi,” I said. “Who was that?”

    “Oh, just a junior who wanted to talk to me about some project he’s working on. I didn’t really understand what it was all about and told him I didn’t think I could help him with it. He said a friend had told him I knew a lot about whatever it was, but I didn’t.”

    It sounded like too much of an answer to me. You come to know when your best bud is bullshitting, covering up. Fuck, call a spade a spade. I was pretty sure he was lying.

    It didn’t make a lot of sense to me, but Jess had just been talking to a guy I’m certain everyone knew was one of the school’s better known fags. Cool jocks like Jess didn’t talk to fags. Even though I didn’t really see his face, I think I know a fag when I see one. And this was one I’d seen before.

    So Jess was chatting up a fag, plus he was bullshitting me about it. I wondered what was going on, but decided not to push it. Not just then.

    * * *

    Later that evening, Jess and I were in his room, where we hung out a lot, listening to music, studying, talking sports, whatever.

    He’d been bitching for about ten minutes about how tough swim practice had been Monday night. Lap after lap after lap. I was getting real tired of his bitching.

    “Man, sure it’s hard work,” I said. “But look at your abs, your chest. Heck, even look at my abs, which aren’t half as good as yours. It’s worth the effort. Chicks eat up bods like ours.”

    “You really think I’ve got that great a body?” Jess asked, sounding truly surprised by the thought.

    “Fuck, yeah. It’s fantastic!” I said sarcastically. I was exasperated with him. And really pissed at him, too, for bullshitting me earlier that day and now for his moaning about swim practice. Good fucking god! It was swim practice. It was supposed to be tough.

    But I think he only heard the words, not really understanding just how I was feeling at the moment. He lifted his T-shirt and looked down at his tight, tanned abs. He ran one hand lightly across his hard six-pack, which truly was a sight to behold. I’d seen them plenty of times before, but I couldn’t help but look at them. They were getting better and better. And, fuck, he was showing them off for me. So I looked. OK, maybe I looked too long. What else was I supposed to be doing?

    “You really like them?” Jess asked. There was a new seriousness in his voice.

    There must have been some sort of major shift in the conversation that I’d missed. My best bud sounded like he really wanted to know if I liked his abs. This was what he wanted to talk about? His abs? Looking at his fucking abs?

    “So what’s this about?” I asked. “Do I like your abs? I told you they’re great. What are you getting at?”

    Finally he sensed my frustration and pulled down his shirt. He looked embarrassed. We both sat silently for a few moments and then he looked into his lap and said, “I don’t know. I just wondered if you ever admired guys’ bodies. You know, appreciate the hard work they put in to get so tight, so hard. What I mean is, do they look good to you? Or do, I mean, do, do . . .” and he just stammered. “I don’t know what I’m talking about. I’m just tired and babbling and stupid and . . . shit . . . Let’s call it a night.”

    Jess was so red in the face, embarrassed as hell. He was a smart guy, going to college, had his head together. He was always at the top of his game. And suddenly here he was completely out of it, babbling on about his abs and looking like he was so confused. He looked panicked. Trapped. Scared. I really thought he might cry.

    I guess I felt sorry for him. He was my best bud and I thought somehow I was responsible for whatever was wrong. And something was certainly wrong.

    “Just lay back and relax,” I said. “It’s OK.” Of course, I didn’t know what “it” was and I sure as fuck didn’t know if “it” was “OK”. I just wanted Jess to calm down, to be himself. This was starting to freak me out.

    So we were quiet for a while, just listening to music and trying to breath easy. When I sensed the crisis had passed, I asked, “OK?”

    “OK,” he said.

    I kept trying to piece things together in my head, to make some sense of where this evening had gone off track. And before I thought it through, I’d said, “Does all of this have anything to do with you talking to that fag guy at school today?”

    “What? I wasn’t talking to any fags. I was just talking to Justin about his project. He wanted help and I told him no. He’s not a fag, is he? I mean, I think I’ve heard some people say they thought he might be, but didn’t he go out with what’s her name to some dance. I mean I’ve seen him with girls. I don’t think he’s gay.”

    This was bullshit upon bullshit. I was fucking pissed off all over again, but trying hard not to show it because Jess, my best bud Jess, was really struggling here and I didn’t have a clue why.

    “So why are you so defensive about it? OK, so maybe Justin isn’t gay. I know he never sucked my dick. So just relax. It’s just that I saw you talking to him earlier and you seemed sort of, I don’t know, like embarrassed when I came up. And now you seem sort of embarrassed again. And, let’s face it, you’re not an easily embarrassed kind of guy. I mean I’ve seen you in some pretty kinky situations and you were never even a bit embarrassed. Caught bare assed. Caught with your dick hanging out. Caught with your big hard cock stuffed in Susan’s mouth. Caught . . . Man you have been caught so many fucking times before,” and I started to laugh just thinking of all the shit Jess and I had done together.

    “Remember the time I came in your room without knocking and . . .”

    He knew the story as well as I did and within seconds Jess started to laugh, too.

    The mood was broken. We were laughing and bullshitting and remembering a lot of good times. And then I headed home.

    * * *

    I was lying on my bed kind of confused by what had happened with Jess and my mind drifted back over the years. It was remembering one of those moments Jess had been caught. I’d walked in his room without knocking. I never knocked back then.

    There he was with his dick in his hand. I recall being surprised because it was a lot bigger than I remembered it being when I’d seen it in the changing room after swim class the summer before. And it was hard, pointing straight up.

    He looked at me. Freaked. What could he do? Say? And then he got a big shit-eating grin on his face, looked so cool staring straight into my eyes. It was then I first heard what would come to be his trademark phrase. “So, how do you like it?” That was Jess. Caught so red-handed you just had to let it go. Caught like that, he’d act so natural and cool. Let everyone think the world was going his way and, as far as he was concerned, you could get on or you could get off. He could care less. He was cool with it the way it was.

    And being young and idolizing Jess the way I did, I wasn’t going to let him see me rattled. So I just said, “It’s cool. And big!”

    “Isn’t yours getting big yet?” he asked.

    “Yeah, but not like yours.” I was shaking inside, but trying so fucking hard to look cool for Jess.

    “You wanna show me?”

    I was just wearing track shorts on my skinny-ass body. I let them drop.

    “It looks bigger to me,” he said, raising his eyebrows in admiration.

    I was so pleased and it was important to me that I please Jess. Jess liked my cock. He could tell it was getting bigger. “I can make it even bigger,” I said.

    “I bet you can,” he said with a smirk.

    I remembered those next moments as if it were yesterday. I’d played with myself before, but never with anyone else around. I was scared, but trying not to show it. Not wanting Jess to know.

    But when Jess was done cumming and he looked me straight in the eye with his shit-eating grin, I knew it was all good shit. And then he asked so coolly, “So how do you like it?”

    Suddenly I thought I was going to pee. I started to panic. And then, before I knew what was happening, I was done, too. My first cum.

    I looked over at Jess and he looked at me. We were two hot guys.


    * * *

    There I was remembering my first time. Remembering the feel. The power. Having my hard cock in my hand for the first time. The smell of fresh cum. And once again cum, lots and lots of cum, was running down my hand, lubing my big hard eight-inch cock. It was my cock. My 18-year-old throbbing, aching, hard-as-ever cock. The sensation of cumming had only gotten better and better as month by month I could tell my loads were getting bigger and bigger. More intense. And I loved how it felt. The aching build-up in my balls, the surge of power through my hardened cock. The amazing release as cum poured out of my cockhead. So warm and slick and . . . I just stroked my cum-drenched hand up and down my dick. I was done cumming at last, but my meat still felt great with my favorite hand wrapped around it.

    I loved to cum, but truth be told, I leaked so much pre-cum and came so much it could be a problem cleaning up. But, what the fuck, it felt so good.

    I lay there as my sperm cooled and started to run down my side. Finally I rolled over, feeling the cooled cum gluing me to my already badly cum-stained sheet. And so I drifted off to sleep in my own private puddle of cum. It was nothing new. I’d been doing it for years.
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    You have me hooked!

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    Walking in on a friend jerking off is a dead on fantasy for me. I love how that plot gets me hooked. Details! More details! : ) Love to see what more these guys would do.

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    I have to Wait for MORE???

    Please keep "this" UP!!

    And, of course ...

    Keep smilinl'!!
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    You are off to a great start and I want to read more.
    I dont understand this comment: "Please keep in mind that Chapter 1 has been toned down by the JUB censor." How could they censor you before you even posted?

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    Wow! To be a teenager again....lol

    Great beginning. Keep it coming.


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    Quote Originally Posted by Yummers View Post
    You are off to a great start and I want to read more.
    I dont understand this comment: "Please keep in mind that Chapter 1 has been toned down by the JUB censor." How could they censor you before you even posted?
    Good question. When I was getting this story organized to write, I realized that the scene where Billy walks in on Jess was very important and would have later repercusions the reader needed to understand. Also, because of the age of the characters at the time, I was aware I might be crossing some important lines at JUB. So I wrote the chapter using Billy's view of the incident and then submitted to it Autolycus The Censor to make sure it passed JUB's standards. He made some changes, toning down the sexual content. And that is essentially what you have read.

    As you can see, he has already given me a gentle reminder about taking care with the ages of my characters. As you read on in this story, you'll see that it is not a problem.

    Thanks for your input and I hope you enjoy the guys' story.
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    Thanks hardreader, enjoying very much!!
    More please!
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    As promised, here's Chapter 2 without too much delay. I appreciate the feedback I've already gotten, but would sure love to hear from more of you. The more specific you can be about what you like and don't t like, the better my story craft will become.

    Chapter 2
    From Jess' Viewpoint


    I thought I knew what real friends were, how friendship worked. I thought I knew what friends were for and what friends did and didn’t do. I thought I knew a lot of things.

    I’d had the same group of friends for years. But Billy was always No. 1. That next day at lunch, surrounded by my regular group of friends, I felt pretty good. Everything seemed normal. Billy and I were sitting on a bench seat so close together that our thighs were pressed against one another. I could feel the heat through our jeans. It wasn’t a problem, just something I noticed. Every once in awhile, Billy would nudge me with his leg, sending a little secret message that added a private dimension to our lunchtime gab fest.

    I had a reputation for not really giving a shit what anyone else thought of me,or what I did. Sometimes I did really stupid things, just to make that point. Everyone knew about me and my antics and I liked that. It made me someone special, different, but different in a good way. I was cool. I was Mr. So-how-do-you-like-it?

    I’m not sure why I suddenly cared so much about it, but just then I felt I needed to let the guys know, particularly Billy, that I was more into Ellie than ever. Even though her dad wouldn’t let us see each other more than once or twice each weekend and never on weeknights, I wanted them to know we were a real couple. It wasn’t just one of those look-at-me-I’m-so-cool-with-this-chick things.

    So I started to talk about how important the time we had together was. How I hated it on days like today when she had a club meeting during lunch and I couldn’t see her. I guess I hadn’t noticed it, but I must have started to jiggle my leg against Billy’s while I was talking. I don’t know why I was doing that, because it’s not something I do. But it must have gotten him mad at me again, just like last night. I could sense I was bugging him. Then all of a sudden, right while I was telling a funny story about Ellie, he just cut me off.

    “Dude, what’s with the leg? You gotta pee or something?”

    I stopped jiggling. I stopped breathing. I felt all tense again. Something wasn’t right between Billy and me, but I didn’t know what. I could still feel the heat from Billy’s thigh.

    I figured I had to be cool. To be myself. So I did the kind of shit I always do. I didn't answer Billy. I didn't even acknowledge his comment. Instead I looked Billy right in the eye. Then I coolly surveyed the rest of my friends at the table.

    “So I’m thinking about showing Ellie’s dad just how big my cock is. That way he’ll understand why she’s so hung up on me and that he’s never gonna get her to stay away from me. I just can’t decide whether I should show it to him soft or good and hard. What do you guys think? Huh? I’ll just unzip my pants, whip it out and ask her old man, 'So, how do you like it?'”

    Everyone laughed. It was a big hit and even Billy seemed to snap back to his usual self. We sat a little longer with our friends and talked about whatever came up, from Emmett’s farting to why anyone watched Survivor these days.

    Finally, Billy pushed his tray away, ready to head on out, probably to the quadrangle for some fresh air before class. He put his right hand on my shoulder, boosting himself out of the stupid bench seats. I looked up at him, our faces surprisingly close. I hoped he could sense my renewed confidence. I didn’t want to end up today in the same hole we’d been in last night in my room.

    “I’ll see you tonight,” he said as friendly as ever.

    “Great,” I said, smiling my tight-lipped smile, the one I only shared with him. It was different than the way I smiled at other people. It was just another little thing that only two best friends like us would even know about. “See you tonight,” I said.

    Then I remembered about tonight. “Oh, shit. I can’t tonight. My mom needs me to help her with another one of her fund-raising projects and I have to stuff like a million envelopes and there’s the stamps and keeping track of her lists of addresses and all. Man, I’m sorry. I just can’t make it."

    * * *

    Of course, I didn't have to work for my mom that night. She was gonna do the project, but she didn't need me to be there. I had made other plans, but those plans were making my stomach churn now.

    As I sat in my room after school, all I could think of was how stupid this was and how if anyone found out, I was screwed for life.

    I'm not really sure when it started, but I know I had started wondering if I was really as into girls -- you know, sex with girls -- as my friends seemed to be. All they seemed to want to talk about was screwing this girl and how that girl was hot and she really put out . . . I did the same thing, of course, but mine was pretty much fantasies fueled by a little computer porn. My sex life was really pretty lame. Nobody knew that part about me. Not even Billy.

    Then I was watching some stupid TV show with my mom and there was this part where a guy was talking about how gay men were really into each others' bodies. How they spend all their time working out and checking each other out. And I thought, oh my god, that's me. I do that!

    But, I kept thinking I can't be gay. Right? I had a girlfriend and we made out pretty heavy every week. I didn’t get as far as I wanted, but I tried. I couldn’t be gay. I never even touched a guy and none had ever touched me, except maybe by accident horsing around in the locker room. But it got me worried and so I started checking stuff out about being gay on the Internet. I was starting to feel better about myself until . . . Bingo! . . . I saw this thing on how gay guys like to eat cum. Shit!

    If there was one thing I really liked, it was the taste of my own cum. Warm and sloppy, slurping around in my mouth, bubbling out of my lips, smeared across my mouth. I was a cum hound and had been since . . . well almost since the first time I jacked off. I'd always thought it was so great that god had given me a sperm fountain of my very own, one with a pump strong enough to shoot cum all the way into my mouth . . . if I aimed it right. And then with time and practice -- a lot of practice – I developed a technique where I could get my cum straight in my mouth almost without fail.

    So I figured I was screwed, because I was pretty sure I must be gay and it made me sick. I thought that if I was gay, I’d just have to fake it with Ellie. I guess I must have been for a long time. She seemed fine with what we did for sex. But Billy . . . if he found out, and how could he not figure it out eventually . . . he'd freak and I’d have lost my best friend for life. And I couldn’t let that happen. I could live without Ellie as a girlfriend, but I couldn’t lose Billy as my best friend.

    That's why I was going to meet Justin. He was the only gay guy I knew at all and I thought I could trust him. I had done him a favor. Not even Billy knew this. It was no big deal. The year before, he had a project due and no time to do it. He'd heard I'd had a similar project the year before and wanted to know if he could use part of my project and he'd change it around. No one would ever know. I didn't know how he even had the balls to ask me. He was a year younger and wasn’t exactly in my league. Plus he was gay. But he was real nice about it and, for some reason, I had said yes.

    Scared as I was sitting there in my room that afternoon, I guess I should have been glad I had done that favor, because I needed Justin to tell me how to know if I was really gay. Or maybe he’d just know. I’d heard of gaydar. Maybe it was real. God help me if Justin said I was.

    I was scared that afternoon. Scared Justin would say I was gay. Scared Justin could try to blackmail me. He seemed like a nice guy. I wanted to trust him. I needed to trust him. Scared Justin could seduce me. Shit, what if he tried to seduce me. I was pretty sure any gay guy who thought they had a shot at scoring my cock would make a try. After all I am a jock with a nice enough body. And after I told him I thought I might be gay, he'd probably go for it. Shit, what would that be like?

    I decided I'd be less susceptible to being seduced if I'd shot my load just before I went there. So I locked my bedroom door, even though the house was empty. And I stripped off my jeans. That was all I had on, since a year or so ago I'd started going commando most of the time. Was that gay, too? I wondered.

    Anyway, I sat on the end of my bed naked, right where I had sat that first time with Billy years earlier. And I gave a tug to my now-much-longer, bigger cock. I'm not sure how big it was that first time when Billy walked in on me, but it had grown. Now it was at least eight inches when it was hard. And even as nervous as I was, it was getting hard in my hand. I got up and reached for the baby oil I kept handy. Oh, that felt so good. Smooth and silky as I ran my fist gently up and down my lengthening dick. Holding it tight at the base, I jerked my fist a little and then ran my hand up and twisted it around my swelling cockhead. My cockhead turned deep purple when it was really hard and the skin on it stretched so smooth and tight it looked like it could pop. Right then, as I gently jacked it, it felt so hard and hot in my hand. I gave it a squeeze. It felt so good, I gave it another and then another. I knew I wasn't going to last long.

    I lay back on my bed and propped my hips up as high as I could with my hands. I shifted around a bit until my cock was positioned directly above my face. I loved this position, staring up at my big, hard, eight-inch cock. That purple cockhead smiling at me with those flared lips ready to shoot my cum at me. Every bulging vein in my fat cock popping as more and more blood pumped through them to make my cock even harder. My ball sac was already pulled up tight as I jacked myself with one hand, using the other to keep myself steady.

    And then I did my trick, something I had learned to do and learned to love. I bent as far over as I could until my dick just touched my lips. I could reach out and touch my dick with my tongue. So I did. My warm wet tongue worked its way around my hot swollen cockhead and I was in heaven. My tongue caressed my cock, the tip touching all around the flaring edge of my smooth, slick cockhead. I let my tongue play across the most sensitive areas. It only took a few more tongue slurps and I knew I was gonna blow.

    So I stroked myself a couple of time. Up and down the full length of my hard cock. From my balls to my cockhead. Every stroke made me want this moment to last. Every stroke brought me closer to the brink. My fingers tight. My cock hard. My cum surging. My lips waiting. I could feel the pressure build as I opened my mouth. And then I came. And came and came. A full day is a long time to go and I had built up quite a load. Loads of cum were shooting into my mouth, warm and salty and slippery on my tongue. I could smell the scent of sea air. I had to swallow after the first three blasts and, as I did, the fourth cum blast hit my cheek. I caught the rest of it in my mouth. The last of my cum dripped in stringy globs from the tip of my wonderful dick to my mouth.

    Then I lowered my hips. I held the final cum loads in my mouth, savoring them. Opening my lips just enough to make little cum bubbles form. I went to my mirror to see. I loved seeing my cum on my lips, tasting it in my mouth, feeling it in my throat. What a waste that shot dripping down my cheek. I never ate it if it didn't go straight in. Straight from my sperm fountain to my taste buds. God I loved jacking off in my mouth. Even as I gazed at the cum on my lips, I was still stroking my cock, which had only softened a little.

    I looked at the clock. I had time for another round before I met Justin.
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    WOW!!! That left me weak and certainly begging for more. I love the way you write. Interesting twist about the perception thing. Keep it up!

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    This looks to be a really good story. You can't stop now, I need to see more of this story.

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    MMMmmmm... tasty. !!!!!!

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    I wish you had told me this was going to start so soon. It took me by surprise and I might have missed it. I don’t check everyday. I think the censor was right to tone down the sexual content because the story shouldbe focused abpout our story and not about our sex. thanks for all the time you’ve taken trying to help us do this right.I have to say I’m a little worried about whats com,ing and what may happen because of it.

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    This is the type of story that I wish that I could read all at once. I get sooo excited that I don't want to have to wait for the next chapter. I do like the way it is going. You you don't wait too long before the next viewpoint. Love it, Love it, Love it

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    Thanks for letting me know about the story, sure love the way its going so please keep it up like that.

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    Yes, please keep it up!!!! lol
    This is going well, more please
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    Wow! If this is toned down then I am really vanilla. I would have never thought to self suck for fear I would go to hell or something. Even masturbation is forbidden in my church. I have been thinking that I am the biggest sinner ever because I beat off. And eating cum? I'ver always been afraid of it. Thanks for telling this part. I am learning to not feel so guilty.

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    Really good. I really like it.

    Please continue on!

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    The days when I could self-suck are regrettably long past. but your vivid description has revived long forgotten memories. Thank you, and please continue.

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    that was sick !! great reading! thanks for let me know about it!
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    A great start indeed. I will definitely stay tuned to find out how Jess and Billy fare in this tale of budding sexuality.

    Keep up the good work!
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    Really awesome story. I like the suspense of this story too. So what was too hot about jacking that you had to tone down? very cool, very nice a great start for your first dude.

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    I can't believe that more than 800 guys have already started reading our story. That's a lot more than I thought would ever read it.

    Jess -- I think you're wrong about the censor guy. That was my part of the story to tell and he screwed it up. You couldn't tell how important it was for me to impress you back then. I wanted you to think I was every bit as cool as you. And you couldn't tell how scared I was. I mean, I'd never seen a guy cum before and when you came I thought maybe you'd hurt yourself. And then when I started to cum I was scared all over again. The censor cut all that out and I wanted to say how important that first time with you was. I hope you don't mind my saying that where everyone can see it. But it's true.

    Justin -- Are you out there? Maybe you can tell me something I was wondering. Are all those guys getting off everytime one of us cums? I mean if they are, it's going to put a whole new bunch of thoughts in my head everytime I jackoff now. It won't be just me. It'll be all of them too. It's like being a conductor in an orchestra. I raise my "baton" and they all grab their dicks.

    That enough for now. I'll check back in. BTW I like the way HR has written it all down so far. Good job, HR.

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    I forgot to ask. Can anyone tell me where I can find more of those different kind of smiley face guys?

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    This is gooooood, keep on going!

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    Quote Originally Posted by BillyCanCum View Post
    I forgot to ask. Can anyone tell me where I can find more of those different kind of smiley face guys?
    When you post a comment, at the bottom of the window you see all of the smiley faces and just above the it says "Smiles (more)". Click of that...

    Also, sounds like you guys have had an exciting life so far......lol

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    amazing, can`t wait to read more

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    Since I wrote yesterday, a number of guys have sent me private messages. I want to thank them for all the nice things they said. But I can’t answer your questions that way.

    When HR picked JUB as the place to tell our story, he showed us what it was like and we all agreed it was a good place. Then we decided on some rules for me and Billy and Jess to follow. I’m not sure I’m saying them right, but I know there are two main things we can’t do.

    We can’t tell anyone what happened until HR puts it in the story for everyone to see.

    And we aren’t supposed to talk with people in private messages about what happened between us. We just thought that might cause troubles for us.

    So if you want to ask me questions, I’ll try to answer them, but you have to ask them in the story part, not the private message part. And thanks to the guys who told me how to find more smiley faces.

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    Quote Originally Posted by BillyCanCum View Post
    Then we decided on some rules for me and Billy and Jess to follow.
    I tried to fix that sentence too many times. I meant to write ... rules for me and Justin and Jess ... but I put the me in where I'd written Justin instead of where I'd written Billy. Sorry. I better leave the writing part to HR.

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    WOW! This is "kewl"! A "Character" JUBber!!! , Billy!!

    Keep smilin'!!
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    Great story. Looking forward to the next installment.

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    2 busy w classes, work, pt job. i nu hr had probably started posting. it looks great 2 me so far. i am really xcited about my 1st part. i guess its next? hope u guys like it.

    i wont get in 2 the censor stuff w billy & jess since i wasn't invovled. but i hope b's rite bcause i hate censors.

    btw billy, there arent 800 guys reading our sty. it cud b 2 guys who red it like 400x each. but i bet its a lot of guys.

    good job hr.

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    But please don't stop now!!!! Keep posting I'm getting so hooked up on the story now

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    Great story....keep the chapters coming, PLEASSSSSSSSSSSE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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    First of all, I want to thank everyone for the enthusiastic response I Thought I Knew's first two chapters received. Keep the comments coming.

    Second, I'd like to welcome Billy and Jess and Justin, who I see have now all joined us. Be nice to these guys. They've really put themselves on the line for this project. Any complaints should be directed at me.

    And third, a little housekeeping. Thanks, Billy, for explaining the guidelines we set for ourselves when we decided to post this story. But Billy left out one part, which may help explain why the guys are posting comments. We decided that none of us would use JUB's private messaging feature to talk to each other about the project during the project. It might create the impression that one of us was going behind another's back. It could create problems. So all of our comments to you and to each other will be public, or be left unsaid.

    Enough of all that stuff. I know why you're here. So here is Chapter 3. I hope it doesn't disappoint.


    Chapter 3

    From Justin's viewpoint


    I thought I had a pretty good idea what I wanted most out of life: friends, fun, money and lots and lots of sex. So far I didn’t seem destined to have as much of anything as I wanted. But god did I want it. Particularly the sex part.

    That Wednesday evening, I didn’t have a clue what Jess wanted, but he sure seemed to think it was important and needed to be like a big secret. We couldn’t meet at my house, or his house, or any place anyone we knew might see us. He said he’d call me and let me know where we’d meet about dinnertime. So I was waiting. I sure hoped this would not be a prank.

    Being gay and out to most everybody, I had to be a little careful. There were plenty of guys at school who would love to beat the crap out of my sweet, tight, bubble butt. But I was pretty sure that wasn’t gonna happen with Jess. He was a jock, and all jocks were suspect in my book, but I thought Jess seemed like a nice enough guy. He’d helped me out in a pinch last year and acted like it was nothing.

    And he was hot! That’s how I’d worked up the nerve to ask him to let me use his project in the first place. I’d heard he’d done one the year before almost exactly like I needed. And, since I’d been lusting after his trim hard body for at least a year, I figured it was a chance to see it up close and personal. I’d figured the worst he could do was tell me to fuck off. But he’d been a nice guy. And I got a chance to check out his package . . . to see for myself if the rumors that he was packing 10 fat inches were true. I never figured anything would come of it, you know, like we’d fall in love and get married or anything. Nothing is exactly what happened. For the year since the project, he’d acted like he didn’t know me from Adam.

    But something was up. Maybe he was gonna be another one of those guys trying to see if he could “use” my employee discount at A&F. Since landing that part-time gig, I’d had a lot of new friends coming around who thought they could score some hot clothes cheap. It was like I’d won the lottery. That could be it.

    I figured I’d know soon enough. And, if I was lucky, maybe Mr. Big Cock would spring for my dinner. Maybe we’d munch on foot-long hot dogs . . . or something.

    ****

    So after all the intrigue, we ended up at a picnic table practically behind a dumpster behind an Arby’s that I didn’t even know existed. I thought Jess’ secret, whatever it was, would be safe from prying eyes here. But Mr. Big Cock had sprung for my meal.

    After some small talk about the food and thanks for coming and listening to him bitch about swim practice, Jess fell completely silent. He wasn’t anything like the show-off I’d seen often enough laughing and joking with his jock friends in the cafeteria at school. He looked a little scared and sad. He continued to eat, saying nothing.

    Finally, to break the silence and make sure I didn’t waste my whole night if all he wanted was to score some jeans, I said, “So what’s up?”

    And he said, “Uh . . .” and stared at what was left of his curly fries.

    After waiting too long, I said, “Did you want to ask me something?”

    “Yeah.” Long pause.

    “So what is it?”

    Another long pause. And then he looked up and fixed me with the deepest stare. It was like he was trying to look from his soul into my soul. So sad and so scared. It made me tingle like he was touching me in some special way. And I don’t mean sexually.

    And then he asked in a very soft, almost pleading voice, “Do you think I’m gay?”

    What? This hot jock with the enormous dick was asking me . . . what?

    “I never said that. Did somebody say I told them you were gay?” Big problem here. Maybe, I figured, I was about to get my twink boy butt kicked for something I hadn’t even done. Hadn’t even thought. Where was this coming from? Didn’t see it coming.

    “No, I didn’t mean I thought you had. I just . . .” and he went back into his long pause mode.

    “You just thought . . . ?” I tried to get him to finish his sentence.

    Finally he said, “I just thought . . . you being gay and all . . . maybe you knew if I was gay, too. Maybe you just knew . . . or could tell me how to know. . . . I don’t know exactly . . . but . . .” And he looked down at his fries again.

    And then he stunned me as he blurted out, “I love to eat cum and I think about guys’ bodies a lot. I’ve never fucked my girlfriend. I never wear underwear and I think I might . . . Oh, god, I can’t believe I’m saying this stuff.” He took a deep breath and then said so distinctly, enunciating each word so carefully, “I think I might be gay.” And he fixed me with that soul-searching gaze again.

    Relief. He wasn’t gonna beat the shit out of me. Confusion. What did this have to do with me?

    My mind was racing. What todo? What to say? I just started talking. I told him I liked to go commando, too. In fact I was hanging free right then.

    “You are? Me. Too!” he said.

    “Sure. It feels great!”

    Then I asked him to start at the beginning and he told me about how he and Billy started jacking off together when they were kids and how much he enjoyed it. How Billy met his first girlfriend and left Jess feeling abandoned. Jess told me, without making it sound like bragging, how he could shoot his cum so far. How one day some went in his mouth and how he’d been a “cum hound,” his words, ever since.

    “But you guys are best friend again, right?” I asked.

    “Oh yeah,” he said. “What Billy and I have is special.”

    “So how often do you eat cum?”

    “All the time. Whenever I can. I love it in my mouth. The taste. The smell. The warm liquid ooze swirling around on my tongue. I did it just before I came to meet you.”

    Now I was getting hard. And really interested.

    “I don’t want to be gay, but if I am, I can’t lose Billy,” he said. And I thought he might start to cry.

    “You love Billy?”

    “Oh, yeah!” he said and I could see the very thought of Billy made Jess smile.

    “Well, I never thought I’d say this . . . Shit, I never thought I’d be having this conversation, but from the little bit I’ve seen and heard, I’d say you could be well on your way to a life in La-La Land.”

    He gave me a blank look.

    “It sounds to me like you’re gay. I mean the cum eating . . . Shit, I love cum. I love eating cum, but it sounds like you’ve got me beat in that department. And I may have hooked up with a couple of guys, but I’ve never been in love with a guy. I don’t know what to say, but, hey bud, welcome to the family.”

    We talked some more about gay stuff. How it wasn’t so bad. How I kind of liked that I was gay. What great gay stuff you could find on line. I told him I’d really be happy if I could just live someplace where there were more gay guys around. None of this seemed to cheer him up

    Jess had two more questions he wanted answered. What should he do about Billy? Tell him he was gay? Or don’t? And when and how did I first know I was gay?

    “Tell Billy? He doesn’t know?” I asked, confused again. “Haven’t you guys jacked off together like a million times? You’ve been close since you were kids or whatever. He’s your fuck buddy. What do you need to tell?”

    “We’re not fuck buddies. It isn’t like that. We . . .”

    I cut him off. “I’m sorry. Bad choice of words. You love him. So the problem is . . .?”

    “If I tell him I’m gay, he’s gonna freak. I don’t think he likes gays. He’s always talking about ‘faggots’ this and ‘faggots’ that. He thinks you may be a faggot.”

    “So you guys have never talked about this? Right?”

    “Yeah.”

    “And you’re afraid if you come out of the closet, you’ll drag him into something he wants no part of.”

    “Exactly,” Jess said. “But Billy’s gonna figure it out and then what?”

    I told Jess I didn’t know enough to tell him how to handle telling Billy, but that I’d known I was gay since I was about 10. I didn’t know what gay was then. I just thought I was different, special.

    “So when did you know you were gay for sure? How did you know?”

    “It all really became clear when my cousins came to visit last summer. They were going to work all summer for my dad and stay in our guestroom. Turned out it was cheap labor for dad; cheap thrills for me.”

    So I told him my story:

    “I had the perfect bedroom. It was on the second floor and . . .” Even as I started telling this story, which I’d told before, I felt my dick start to get hard. I loved the feel of my dick getting hard inside my jeans.

    My bedroom had an adjoining bath. My folks’ room was downstairs on the other side of the house, so I could play my music loud, watch TV late, whatever, and they never heard a thing. The guestroom shared the bath with my room. As a matter of fact, the bedrooms were separated by the bath with a door leading into each. That proved to be perfect, too.

    My cousins, Paul and Pat, are twins and just a year older than me. They looked a lot alike, but weren’t really identical. But they were both really hot. About 5’ 10’, blond shaggy hair, wrestler bodies, so lean and strong they blasted the buttons off my 501s like bullets.

    The first night they were there, I woke up thinking I heard a strange sound. Then I realized that it must have been from their room. Hardly anyone had ever used that room before and I didn’t realize how much you could hear through the walls. As long as I was awake, I decided to take a piss and went in the bathroom.

    That’s when I heard them giggle. It was so clear.

    “Slow down.”

    “You said you liked it fast.”

    “I do, but I don’t want to cum yet.”

    I could hardly believe it. The hot guys of my dreams had just become quite real and were getting it on just a few feet away. I listened as first one of the twins moaned and then obviously shot his wad and then the other said, “Oh, yeah,” like he really meant it and he must have cum, too. I didn’t know if it was a mutual jackoff or a 69 thing. But who cared? I’d already taken matters into my own hands. I’d left the evidence splattered all over the bathroom mirror. I decided to leave it for them to find in the morning and went to bed. I didn’t sleep much.

    The next day they told me just before they left for work that they’d found my “calling card” this morning. “Nice job,” was all Paul said. “We’ll talk later.” I was hard all day waiting for them to get back. The things I imagined!

    But as soon as they came up to their room to change after work, it became all too clear that I’d gotten all worked up for nothing. “You’re only 17 and it’s strictly hands off until you turn.”

    So the routine continued nightly with me going into the bathroom listening to them fuck around until they got off. And me? I left my calling card wherever it landed. I often wondered what the cleaning lady thought. She was a born again Christian and probably didn’t even know what cum looked like.

    Anyway, in August I was turning 18. And I made that plenty clear to Paul and Pat. And they made it clear that it would be a birthday we’d all remember.

    Three days before my birthday, they started whispering to me a couple of times a day: Save your load. Your birthday’s coming. We’re saving ours. And I did. For three whole days! By the third day, the day before my birthday, I was completely jiggy. I was hard all the time. I couldn’t think of anything but cumming. In my mind the twins were all over me and I was all over them. I was worthless getting any work done. Thoughts of sex completely consumed me. My pre-cum oozed so much I went through three pairs of jeans that final day.

    Then after dinner, one of the twins slipped me a handmade birthday card. It had a picture of three naked guys staring right into the camera. Each of them sporting a huge hard-on. Inside it said, “We’re cumming 4 u 2nite.” I almost creamed my jeans standing there in my room with that card in my hand. I was so fucking hot!

    That night, somehow I made it through watching TV with my folks and the twins. I held a cushion in my lap to hide the not-so-subtle tent my pole was creating. I kept glancing at my cousins, but they played it so cool.

    About 11, we all headed to our rooms for the night. As I headed up the stairs, with the twins behind me, I heard one of them say, “We’re coming for you tonight.” And then I think it was the other twin said, “We’re coming for you at midnight.”

    I went to my room and tried to kill the hour I had to wait. What my hands wanted to do was to grab my dick. What my dick wanted to do was get stroked and cum. My brain was being torn apart by my desires.

    As I tried to focus on a video game and keep my paws off my cock, I heard the bathroom doors open and then close. Then the click of the lock.

    I looked at the time. 12:00. Not a minute late. Thank god.

    “Stand still. Don’t talk. Don’t touch either of us.” Paul said sternly.

    I stood at attention, waiting.

    Slowly they started to undress me. My T-shirt was pulled out of my jeans and over my head.

    I wasn’t wearing shoes or sox, so my jeans would be next.

    Pat reached for my belt buckle, loosening it. His hand brushed intentionally against my raging hard-on and paused for a second. It felt so good to be touched, even through the denim. My dick twitched in response and oozed more pre-cum.

    Next it was my jeans and I feared the vibration-like sensation of my zipper being lowered would trigger my orgasm. I tried to relax. The cousins were silent.

    You know I don’t normally wear underwear, but I’d been leaking pre-cum so much all day, I’d had to. So I was standing in front of them, naked except for a pair of very worn and pre-cum soaked boxers.

    “On or off?” Pat asked Paul.

    “Off,” I think said Paul.

    In a few more seconds I was completely naked, pre-cum still oozing out my piss slit and dripping down into my pubes and onto my balls, where I could feel it wet and sticky. My dick was so hard I thought it would explode.

    “So what do you like?” Pat asked. “For sex, I mean.”

    “All I’ve ever done is jack off,” I said.

    “Alone?”

    “Yeah, I’ve never had anyone to fool around with until you guys came along.

    “Well then,” Pat said, “let’s start with what you know best. Lay on your back in the center of your bed.”

    I did as I was told and soon they were seated on either side of me.

    “Now try to relax,” Paul said, as they both reached out and started to gently rub the fine hairs on my chest.

    I shivered at their gentle touch, the first I had ever felt from a guy. “I don’t know if I can hold it.” I closed my eyes trying to fight back the urge to cum.

    Then I felt their hands, both of them reaching out to take firm hold of my cock. I could feel their warm hands, their fingers wrapped firmly around my blazing hot dick. As often as I’d stroked myself off, I never would have imagined that having another guy’s hand on my dick could feel so good, so much better. It was ten times better than beating off alone. And having two guys – great looking hunks at that – doing it made it 20 times better. Even with my eyes closed tight, I could see the twins clearly in my mind. See my aching dick. See their man hands. See their beautiful faces and hot bodies.

    My nuts pulled up tight and the ache and urge built up in my balls. That familiar churning feeling. And then I blew. Three days of boy cum sprayed everywhere. The first blasts must have hit the headboard, then my face and hair, my chin, all down my chest, load after load. I was a fucking mess and I was still cumming. White and creamy, the fruity smell of my cum filled the air. Finally my aching dick released only a slow trickle of cum. I opened my eyes and saw the stunned looks on their faces.

    “What a fucking load of sperm that was. I guess he wasn’t kidding about holding out for three days,” Paul said to Pat. And then he looked at me and said, “We weren’t either and now it’s our turn.”

    With that they both flashed me big smiles and started jacking their meat. Each of them had a nice sized dick, about seven inches hard and oh so pretty. Even as I lay there drenched in my own cum, my hard dick still twitching, watching these two beautiful guys jerking off over me, I couldn’t help but notice how pretty their dicks were. So symmetrical, smooth, almost tanned looking, with really big balls, at least compared to mine. And really hard. I already was in love with really hard dicks. When a guy is so turned on that his dick is straining . . . well, that’s how they were right then. Jacking their beautiful cocks just inches over my chest and abs.

    Unfortunately, their show didn’t last long. Their triggers were almost as touchy as mine and before long I heard them start to suck in little gasps of air and then almost in perfect unison they came. Their cum rained down on my chest, on my abs, on my twitching dick. I could tell their cum from mine as it mixed on my skin. Theirs was thicker and still creamy white, while mine had started too cool and run down my sides. Some of my cum had puddled in my navel, soaked into my pubes.

    I was a covered in cum. My cum. Their cum. Our cum. And as the last drops of cum dripped from their gorgeous dicks, they gave each other a high-five and laughed.

    “And now the best part,” Pat said. And with that they got down on their hands and knees and started to lap up all that cum. Licking my dick, my abs, my chest, my cheeks. Finally, with their faces smeared with gobs of come, they took turns kissing me, letting our mingling cum flow from their mouths into mine. We passed it back and forth in a series of warm, wet, slippery kisses, swirling our tongues in each other’s mouths, tasting our own fresh juices. Some of our cum escaped to run down our chins. Some was swallowed and savored. The smell of fresh cum was so powerful it created a lasting memory. Sometimes when I smell fresh cum, I still have a powerful flashbacks of those guys licking up our cum that night and swirling it with their tongues from their mouths to mine and back again.

    I hadn’t been 18 for 10 minutes and I had already had the experience of a lifetime.

    Soon they each lay down on either side of me and their hands began to swirl through the abundance of cum still left on my skin. I joined in, loving the feel of their slippery fingers exploring my body.

    But it didn’t take long before we noticed that no one was getting any softer from the finger play. I reached down with both hands, taking each of their firm dicks in my grip. I’d never felt another man’s dick. They felt perfect in my hands. Their cocks were smaller than mine, but holding them made me feel in control. I was holding their pulsing cocks. The twins I had been lusting for, jacking off for, cumming and cumming and cumming for. Now I knew how they had felt holding my cock and it made my feelings even more intense.

    Suddenly Paul sprang to his knees and looked at me with a wicked grin. “Ready for a blowjob?”

    “Yeah!” I said with more enthusiasm than I’d had for anything in my life.

    They decided they should show me how first. So Pat started sucking on Paul’s beautiful seven-inch cock, while Paul explained technique to me. No teeth. Relax your throat. Basic stuff.

    As I watched, I was slowly jacking my own nine inches. Long slow strokes with one hand. I noticed Paul was becoming more aggressive pumping his cock into his brother’s hungry mouth. Pat, his mouth stuffed with his brother’s manmeat, was watching me the whole time. I could tell he loved sucking his brother’s dick and watching me jerk off. I could tell, too, by Paul’s moans and whimpers, that he liked getting sucked.

    I’d jacked off enough to know when this show was coming to its climax. Paul threw his head back and tensed his jaw and blurted out, “Fuck, now!” as he buried his cock as deep as he could into his brother’s throat. His pubes were up Pat’s nose and his balls hanging against his chin. Paul wiggled his tight butt to get the most out of Pat’s tight throat.

    I watched as Paul started to ease his hard cock out and cum started to dribble down his brother’s chin. That was too much for me. I started beating my cock faster. Almost immediately I started cumming again. My cock exploded! My cum flew right in Pat’s smiling face, Paul’s cock firmly planted between his lips. Cum hit his nose, his forehead, everywhere. And my cum ran down Paul’s cock, too. As my cum flow slowed, Pat took his mouth off Paul’s cock and started licking my raging hard cock, cum still oozing from it. Then Paul leaned down and joined in the cleanup, gobbling up my cum and his own cum for the second time tonight.

    Pat looked up at me and smiled. “Now do that to me,” he said.

    Before long I had.

    It went on like that for almost two hours before we collapsed. By the time we were done, we’d each jacked off or been jacked off, everybody had had and given at least one blow job and I’d gotten rimmed by both of them, which I really liked.

    The twins decided that was enough for my first lesson. We’d pick up where we left off the following night. We all slept in my cum-soaked bed that night. Happy. So fucking happy.

    “And that was my big gay awakening,” I said. Jess hadn’t uttered a sound through my whole story. But he looked entranced. Or was he in a trance?

    “I’m so horny telling this story I need to bust a nut right now. My dick is just aching to get off.” I grabbed my crotch and gave it a nice squeeze or two. That didn’t cool me off any.

    Jess gave me one of his serious looks and then said in a quiet, hopeful voice, “Could you cum on me.”

    “Oh, shit, buddy. As much as I’d like to get off right now, I don’t think that’s such a good idea,” I was thinking as fast as I could. My dick was all for it, but I said, “You’ve got to talk to Billy and see where he stands with what’s going on. Shit, shouldn’t you be asking him to cum on you? Anyway, after you guys talk, if he says it’s OK and you still want me to cum on you, we’ll talk about it. OK?”

    Jess didn’t look like he heard much more than that I wasn’t going to cum on him. He sat there looking as though he were still a little dumbstruck by my story and then said, “You sure do like guys cumming on you, don’t you?”

    “Yeah,” I said. “It’s a definite turn on.”

    “And that’s how you started being gay. Two guys cumming on you?”

    “Yeah. And was there a lot of cum. I really like it when a guy’s got a big load. I like that.”

    “Then you’d love Billy,” Jess said, remembering how much he used to cum back in the days when they jerked off together. “He always shoots a huge load.”
    "Reading should be easy. Only the reader should be hard." -- hardreader

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    That was really hot.

    Good job!

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    Great story so far. I'll keep an eye out for more updates. I really like it. I can't wait to see where this story goes.

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    I'm liking this story more and more. Poor Jess, he has alot to think about. Hope he has luck with Billy when he tells him. I love this story. Can't wait for the next part.

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    Great story! I love your writing style and expect great things from you. It's even more fun that it appears to be a real life story. I'm looking forward to the next installment.



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    Re: I Thought I Knew

    HR............ this is hot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Best friends stories are always a turn on! Next chapter pls!

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    HR Thanks, HOT story, & real life too!!!
    More please!
    Harry

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    I really love this story!
    Thats how me and my soon to be boyfriend started out.. He was curious and I was experienced. Hahaha..
    Well i love the story and cant wait to read more of it.

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    Quote Originally Posted by ridemehardbo View Post
    I really love this story!
    Thats how me and my soon to be boyfriend started out.. He was curious and I was experienced. Hahaha..
    Well i love the story and cant wait to read more of it.
    So ... when, and where (Thread-wise, that is), do "We" get Your story??

    Keep smilin'!!
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    HR --
    I don't want t be a complainer, but I think I look like kind of a dork after the firdst three chapters. I was going to write you right away after i Read chapter 3. but I decided to wait and thuink about it. I haven't chamghed my mind. I hope the next chapters make me look a little better. You know me pretty well and you know I'm not a dork. That was just a hard time for me.

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    Quote Originally Posted by JustJess View Post
    HR --
    I don't want t be a complainer, but I think I look like kind of a dork after the firdst three chapters. I was going to write you right away after i Read chapter 3. but I decided to wait and thuink about it. I haven't chamghed my mind. I hope the next chapters make me look a little better. You know me pretty well and you know I'm not a dork. That was just a hard time for me.
    Hey JustJess... from reading chapter 3, I don't think you're a dork at all! Pretty hot is more like it Can't wait to see what will happen next

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    Good stuff.

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    wow, no one is a dork. dealing with our emotions is tough especially when we are told our feelings are somehow wrong. great story

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    I already love this story and the fact that it is real and the people involved in the story are here to give comments on it and such is just another awesome twist that this story has and others don't. When I first read this story I was instantly in love and then to see the characters actually post here to coverse with use, it was just mind blowing.

    Finally, a great story with interactive characters!! What a novel idea.

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    jess -- dont get down. i no u and u r no dork. i think we'll all have moments of doubt as we read r story. read what mexamor and muzakified said. b4 its over every1 will no u r no dork.

    i'm glad u guys think r sty is hot. b asked, but i want 2 no, r u guys getting off 2 this sty or just gettin hard? did u like the twins?

    thanx 4 the comments. i luv em.

    back to work.

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    First off Justin, I don't know if I can speak for everyone, but knowing JUBbers from other stories (not as good as this one) we're at least hard. However, with HR's writing skills, I'm sure that a majority of us are getting off to your story. And yes I loved the part with the twins, it was smolder'in hot!!!!!

    And as for Jess, I don't even see how you could possibly harbor such absolutley impossible thoughts. I really fail to see how you look like a dork in that chapter. You were just going through some normal teenage stuff. Becoming confused about your sexuallity, feeling unknown emotions, etc. It happens to everyone at some point, and trust me you handled it much better than others, that's for sure. So banish such untrue thoughts from your mind this instant! lol.

    Sorry, sounded like a mom for a bit there. Anyways as I said a couple posts ago, I love this story and want more, more, more, now, now ,now!!!!!!

    Lots of love,
    Chris

    P.S. According to the (newest) dictionary dork means:
    1) A stupid or ridiculous person; jerk; nerd
    2) The penis
    Just though I'd let ya know there Jess, lol

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