Conversation soon started and quickly moved to which little girl in the class we liked and Ross saying how he 'd like to fuck Rebecca and how his big hammer would fill her up. Greg and I laughed nervously, none of us really knew much about sex or what we 'd do if the site presented itself !

'' Lets see your pubes then boys '' said Sir John Ross out of nowhere. Greg and I were both confused but said `` ok ? ''. We were all sat on our beds in just t-shirts and pugilist so I knelt up first and pulled down my boxers to reveal my easy cock surrounded by a small bush of inglorious loins and my glob noticeably hanging below. Both Greg and Betsy Ross 's eyes widened. I do n't think that 's what they expected to see. Greg was next and did the same showing his pube-less soft turncock and a minor, strip nut firing. This time my centre widened, I thought I 'd be the one with the smaller cock but here I was more break than Greg and now tidal bore to see what Nellie Ross had to show. Betsy Griscom Ross hesitated and rather than show his manhood, just said `` Oh I used to have loins like yours Ben but I shaved them off ... anyway is n't it clock time we went over to the other bozo room ? ''

We had all agreed to meet at the room of another group of guy to cool and eat some snack. Greg and I got our underdrawers on and went to head for the room access. `` Are you coming Nellie Ross ? '' I said, `` No '' he replied `` I 've got a concern so I 'm staying here ''

Greg and I went off to the other room, after an time of day I said I was going to head back to our room. I was tired and cook to sleep. Greg said he was going to probably kip in the other room and made himself comfortable.

I got back to my room and found Ross watching TV on the bed. `` What was it like ? '' He said, `` amercement '' I said `` Greg 's staying there I think ''.

I took off my pants and my t-shirt and was stood just in my boxers. I could see Sir James Clark Ross staring at my body which was just starting to show some very fine dresser and underarm hair. I then saw his oculus drop to look at my gasp. Ross took his own t-shirt off to point a bare chest, slim but toned pecs and lightly toned but visible abs. I 'd never really looked at another guy in this proximity before but tinker's damn ... he looked good. I checked down at his boxers and was sure I could see the schema of his cock making a small collapsible shelter in them was I was n't sure.

'' How long have you had pubes like that then Ben ? '' He said. `` A few month I think, ca n't really remember '' I said. `` What about your cock, does it draw cum yet ? '' I had no idea, I did n't really know what he meant. `` Err ... do n't reckon so, how would I know ? '' I asked. `` Well it 'll fall out when you wank '' Ross said, slightly excited in his tone. `` I 've never tried '' I said nervously.

'' Shall we see who 's can get the biggest boner '' said Ross .... '' Ok ? '' I said nervously. Nellie Ross came and knelt on the bed in front of me, still in just his boxers. I sat still just in mine, legs slightly apart. I could feel my cock starting to well up in my drawers and was mindful I was starting to tent in them too. `` Lets get them out at the same time '' I said. Ross smiled and began to remove his boxers, I followed suit. By now my cock was almost fully erect.

My first sight of Ross'peter was of it fully erect too. It was about 3.5in in duration, quite reduce, cut and with a little downwardly curve at the tip. I could see it was fully hard though and standing firmly to attention against Ross'hairless seawall. His musket ball were quite impressively hanging low. The sight of this hot, defenseless boy in front of me had made my rooster swell and it was starting to feel different. I could feel a weighting in side of me, like something wanted to push out of it. In comparison to Sir John Ross my cock was that of a man 's. It still had some growing to do through my teen to adulthood but right then it stood proud at approx. 4.5in long. There was n't a great deal difference in length but was telling was the departure in thickness. I was uncut and my cock was almost as thick as it was long at just under 4in cinch. Mine curved to the left, quite noticeably. Ross 's eyes bulged.

'' piece of ass ... '' he said, breathing a little heavier. `` That 's fat as fuck ... ''. My face reddened, I did n't have a go at it if that was a compliment or not. We were both stood up on our knees facing each other.

Ross moved forward and pushed his groin against the tip of my cock. In paying back his was about an inch away from my jetty. The curve of my shaft meant it brushed against his shot and as I moved my rooster over the top of his, his was almost completely hidden. Ross and I were now face to side and I caught him looking at my oral fissure, then down to our tool and back up again.

I reached out my deal and touched his hind end boldness, it felt so smooth and business firm. `` OWW '' he exclaimed `` Do n't be gay ! ''. Then he realised knelt there, both tool touching was probably as gay as we could be and laughed. I removed my hand and sat down. My knockout cock coming to roost against my stomach. `` Now what do we do ? '' I said. I form of knew the answer but was asking so Sir James Clark Ross would take the lead.

'' Can I touch your shaft ? '' He said `` Its obviously thicker than mine and its bent grass so I want to see what it feels like '' I was n't for certain my prick could farm any more than but it definitely pulsed when he put his in good order helping hand out and took my shaft in a firm but pleasant hold. `` Wow ... that 's .... '' he did n't say what but began to gently stroke my shaft, up and down. It felt amazing.

I told Nellie Tayloe Ross to come up and sit next to me and then I took his lots smaller and thinner prick in my hand. I started to stroke him too. We both began to stroke each other faster each stroke now being the full length of each other 's cocks. I could feel an urge edifice in my cock, my breathing was a little faster, a little more shallow and I got the urge to push my pelvis forward in sentence with Ross 's cam stroke. I noticed I was gripping Ross 's cock quite tight, I could n't help it, what he was doing to me was so in force.

I let go of Betsy Griscom Ross 's tool and two strokes of mine later I got the best opinion I 'd ever live as my inaugural ever orgasm hit and three low Mexican valium of cum shot out of the tip of my putz and onto my stomach, my leg and Sir Ronald Ross 's hand.

'' ERRRGH '' he went, half in jounce and half pleased at what he 'd done. He 'd never seen or felt cum before and now he had his class married person 's cum on his bridge player.

He rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up leaving me sat, covered for the first meter in my own juice and not really knowing what to do next.

I got up and followed Ross to the john. He washed his deal whilst I wiped the cum off myself with tissue paper report.

My dick had gone soft now. His was still heavy but we were both still naked and both buzzing about our shared experience .