Eclipse Of The Moon ~ Book 1 of Aaron
Chapter 7
Sexual Experiments (Part 2)

Warning: This chapter contains unsafe sex. There'll be other chapters like this and I'm not going to put warnings everywhere, but remember that condoms are the best protection against STDs.

Tuesday 11 June 2002

I am in a good place with my parents.

I never thought I would ever think such words, but I do. Almost.

Nothing has fundamentally changed in the last two weeks. Every morning, my mother assigns me some chores, from working in the garden to doing some deep cleaning in the house, running errands, grocery shopping or doing little works of repair. If I want to keep my afternoons free, I have to be on my best behavior, so I comply with all her requests and make sure to behave around my father without turning a hair – though I am often seething inside.

Since my parents are determined to make me walk on the straight and narrow, and for me to succeed my last year in high school, I am also expected to study for two hours each morning. Obviously not in my bedroom but rather downstairs under my mother's surveillance so that she can watch over me and ensure I really work. This includes reading for an hour and then redoing essays and Math exercises from last schoolyear. And I thought I was done with school duties for the summer!

Sleeping in? That's an unknown concept at home! On week days, I have to get up at 7am and over the weekend, I am granted an 8am wake-up. Of course, that means going to bed by 10pm the latest at nights. Then, there are the usual rituals related to our religion with saying Grace before and after meals, praying the rosary as soon as my father gets back home from work, more prayers at bedtime, and of course, all the boring family stuff I have to endure all the time. And yet, I still do all these without complaining.

Twice a week, I also have to go to church and participate in the youth group activities for two hours in the morning, like this is the case right now. Trust me, I would rather be outside enjoying the nice weather than being locked in this cold room! These gatherings not only include sermons from Father Joseph as well as study of the Bible, but also discussions around teenagers' faith. Needless to say, I adore those. Or not.

We are a group of seven teenagers. Five girls – two of which are the Millers' – dressed in their usual Sunday outfits of straight skirts and white blouses, then two guys – me included – wearing nice dark gray slacks and white flannel shirts with proper shoes. I know a few of them from school, since we are all between 15 and 18 years old, but as you can imagine, they are not my friends and attending these sessions during which we also have to sing and pray is some sort of torture for me.

Father Joseph mostly broaches themes such as teenage relationships, the respect due to our elders, or fulfillment, but also temptation, faithfulness and loyalty. The only part that makes me laugh – secretly of course – is when I see the other youths' embarrassment, their blushes and the girls' giggles. I swear they are so uptight!

Anyway, today's gathering is finally over and as soon as I get out of Father Joseph's sight, I run back home because I am in a hurry to prepare lunch and eat. Yeah, that much! Anyone thought I couldn't be a good son? Well, I can! That's if I can get what I want in return! And what I want is to have all my afternoons free to spend them with my friends, either at the shack or Joshua's place. I have noticed that if I play really well with my parents, I do get it, and for the last three weeks, it has worked to the perfection!

So yes, all these chores and duties have been a pain in my ass – though maybe not as painful as what I am about to experience soon – but as a counterpart, I have spent all my afternoons with Camden, Joshua and Mark, mostly at the shack. There we can listen to music, get naughty, and more lately, we have enjoyed watching Camden try to play guitar. But today, this is at the Pierces' we are meeting because today is D-Day.

Over the last two weeks, we have been waiting for the moment when we could have the house to ourselves to take the next step in our experiments. Meanwhile, we have made more research about how we should do this, and Joshua found a few gay forums on the internet where he gathered information and advice regarding a first anal penetration. This has led to many conversations about preparation, about how slow and cautiously we should do this, but we have also had some huge fits of laughter after he told us about some guys' first times that went a bit more awkwardly and dirtier. Some also related more painful experiences and we will try to avoid that. We want to keep this as a fond memory.

In this respect, Joshua has offered to buy everything we will need to make it great. We all insisted to share the costs because it wouldn't be fair. Josh is already the one buying all the DVDs and the porn magazines we keep at the shack, and it's getting embarrassing, but we earned a sermon from Pierce Junior that left us speechless.

Listen, guys. I'm offended here because I thought you knew me better than that. I'm not doing this out of pity or to show off my parents' wealth. To be honest, I'd rather be in a less wealthy family, but with more open-minded parents, and mostly ones who love me for who I am. I'm doing this because... because I can. You know, I get like five hundred bucks each month in my allowance... This is just ridiculous and I never use it all! You have no idea how much I have saved already and that's silly because I could use it differently, but I have some ideas for the future... once I'm in college. Anyway, I want to use part of that cash on these and I want you to keep your own money because sad as it is, the truth is that you need it more than I do. So please shut the fuck up and let me buy all the stuff because I just love you and I wouldn't do it if I didn't consider you more than family!

That shut us up indeed. And Josh bought everything.

"Mom? I'm back!" I call out as I shut the entrance door and head toward the kitchen.

"Hello, Sweetheart. How was it?" she asks softly, smiling while dicing raw vegetables to make a salad.

"Nice... Father Joseph spoke about embarrassing things, but it was okay..." I reply meekly, trying to avoid laughing at his speech on virginity before marriage.

"What was it about, Darling?"

"Oh... he just reminded us how important it is to preserve our virginity before marriage and how sex should only occur with the intention of producing offspring..." I reply nonchalantly. You know what I'm talking about, Mom, right?

"He is absolutely right," she says, blushing a bit. "I believe your father told you this already, but it is very important indeed, Aaron. Never forget this!" she insists. Little do you know that I'm going to lose said virginity this afternoon, Mom... with males!!

"I know, Mom. Don't worry! Can I help you at anything?" I then ask. Enough teasing her, let's change the subject!

"Sure! Can you please dice some ham for the salad?"

That's not too difficult or annoying, so I happily do so, and we continue preparing lunch in a comfortable silence. The girls join us soon after, except for Rose since she is out with her boyfriend probably talking about their upcoming wedding in July – ugh another painful event I will need to attend with a long mass at church! – and after Mom has said Grace, we begin to eat rather quietly.

My mother is not used to doing the talking for she always lets my father lead the conversations, so it's mostly Catherine and Noelly speaking about the American government who announced yesterday it had prevented an attempt from Al-Qaida to construct a radiological weapon.

"Islam truly sounds like a lie from first to last..." Noelly says at some point.

Stupid girl! Doesn't she know that these Al-Qaida guys have nothing to do with Islam? They're just extremists who use the Koran and interpret it as they need to fulfill nasty purposes. A bit like my family interpretes the Bible differently from more moderate Catholics.

"I'm afraid you're right, Noelly," my mother unsurprisingly agrees. "Their Koran commands many immoral actions, like killing and perverted sexual practices. Look at these children playing with weapons, all these attacks that kill hundreds of civilians. They are such a danger to mankind."

"All forms of extremism are dangerous," I can't help commenting. Damn! All their talk has been itching me to react, and it's taken all my self-control not to intervene earlier for the sake of not getting into trouble. "In all forms of beliefs..."

"Are you implying we are extreme, Aaron?" Noelly asks with taken offense.

You got it, Sister! Yes, you are!

Calm down, Ron. You don't want to defy them and get grounded. Think about Cam's tight ass...

"No, of course not!" I reply hypocritically instead. "I'm just saying that these guys are extremists. There are more than one billion Muslims in the world and not as many terrorists, thank God, otherwise, the human kind would have been decimated by now... That's just evidence!"

"Yes, obviously... Aaron, hurry up finishing your meal," my mother concludes to drop the subject.

The problem is that I am not hungry and it's mostly psychological. I know food takes time to travel down the bowels, and especially mine, but I can't help thinking that the less I eat now, the less there will be in my colon this afternoon. Crap! I should have stopped her when she served me because that could get me in trouble.

"I'm not hungry, Mom..." I mumble.

"Aaron, you know how sinful it is to waste food! Either you finish your plate, or you will have to drop a dollar in the jar!" she warns me.

Oh, the jar! I had forgotten about that one! Not that I use it very often but...

Wasting food is considered a sin in my family and we have been taught that very early. Our parents don't give us a lot of pocket money, but from the age of 11, we have been receiving ten bucks every month. The jar is one that sits on the chimney and in which we are supposed to drop one dollar each time we waste food – before 11, we just had to say more prayers. Once a year, they collect all the money and give it to a charity that helps the poorest families. I think it's a nice approach but not one in which I have participated a lot, except when we get spinach or broccoli. I am a young and healthy guy, fast-growing, and I rarely leave anything in my plate.

"Sorry, Mom, I will," I reply.

"Well, you'd better! Are you all done?" she then calls out to everyone. 

Thank God, we all are and after saying Grace again, I help to clear up the table and clean the dishes, rush upstairs to change into comfortable clothes, then fetch a dollar in my bedroom and drop it in the jar. I'm glad I was able to restrain myself, but I am boiling within. They think themselves better, but they are not if for the fact that they wouldn't go and kill innocents.

America is still under the shock of the attacks of last September and probably will be for years, but this is no reason for mixing up Islam and terrorist attacks. If I remember well, our religion had its bad moments in its own time during the Crusades and tens of thousands people were killed, both soldiers and civilians. However, I know this is a dangerous subject to broach around my family, so it was better to keep quiet as I wouldn't have agreed with them.

Relief hits me when it's 1pm and time to go.

"Mom, I'm going out!" I call out as I put on a hoodie and she appears by the entrance door.

"Where will you be?" she asks, as always.

At Josh's place, Mom... I'm going to use my stick to deflower Cam and I'll have my cherry popped by Josh, but I'm sure you don't want to know that!

I don't get why she keeps asking when I provide her with the same answer every day.

"I'm going to meet the guys at the park as usual, and then we'll go for a walk I guess," I reply naturally. I have gotten so used to lie now.

Sinner, Aaron! You're a sinner!!

Yeah, I know that, and I'll end up in hell with all my friends for a huge orgy with Satan...

"Alright, be good and be home by 6pm, Darling!"

"Of course, Mom! Have a good afternoon!"

"You too!"

Oh, that, I will! Count on me!!

As I told her, I meet Mark and Camden at the park nearby, but we waste no time going to Joshua's place. I can feel eagerness in all of us, but there are also tension and anxiety too. Over the last two weeks, we have renewed our previous experiment twice, swapping partners which means I got to blow Joshua and Mark too.

It wasn't in the initial plan, but we were just too eager to reach the next step and fate was against us. Liz cancelled her day off last week, putting off whatever she had to do to this week, so our frustrated libido compensated another way. More blowjobs happened and it was great. We have promised ourselves to not make it a habit, but after today, once we will have had a taste of real sex, I'm afraid we will need more. I don't know how this is going to work out, but I imagine we will have to open ourselves to others.

I can't wait to finally find out what it feels to penetrate an asshole, but I am much less eager to have mine ripped, which explains the mix of emotions and I guess it's the same for my friends. I am not particularly appealed to bottoming – if at all – and I fear it's going to hurt like hell. However, this is the price to pay to honor our stupid bet and I count on Josh to do that well. Like he advised, I have been preparing myself for that, using my fingers while jacking off in the shower. One digit first, then two, but I can't say I have liked the sensations very much so far.

When we reach Joshua's home a bit later, the four of us immediately go to his bedroom and even to his attached bathroom to strip off our clothes. We don't have time to lose this afternoon. For one, we don't know how long this is going to take us to get ready and do the deed, and then, like Mark suggested, we might need more time to recover, not only from our orgasms, but also from the potential pain.

"I'm going to use the restrooms..." Mark says while Josh prepares some sort of bulb with a nozzle.

"Hurry up, I need to take a piss too!" I call out before he shuts the door.

Joshua runs some water, explaining us again how this works. The goal is to clean up our insides by pouring some mild water into our rectum, hold it and release it. Once again, this has been the source of many fits of laughter when he told us about what he read on the internet on this subject. The funny thing is that all these conversations have liberated us of all forms of shyness or modesty, but also helped us to discuss things through and through. The purpose was really to make this experience the best as possible even if I'm sure some things might get messy.

"Finally!" I growl when Mark eventually walks out of the restroom and I go in. "Oh, fuck! Mark!! You stink!!" I yell as the stench hits my nose when I open the door.

"What? Does it smell minty when you poo?" he asks sarcastically.

"No, it doesn't, but you could have let me go first!" I grumble, shutting the door before I spray more freshener and empty my bladder. When I meet the guys back at the sink, they are arguing on who should try the enema first.

"Do we really have to do this?" Mark complains.

"It's better to do it, Mark... I'm sure you won't want some poop on your cock when you'll get to fuck Josh..." I try to reason him.

"And even you've emptied yourself, there's still some inside..." Camden adds.

"But we'll be using condoms anyway..." the chicken argues.

"All the same, I'm sure it's more pleasant with a clean butt!" Joshua exclaims. "That's what they say on the forum I checked. And talking about more pleasant, are we going to use the condoms or not? I mean... We're all virgins so I don't think any of us has STDs..."

"True, but there's still HIV..." Mark says hesitantly. "Though... as far as I know, none of us has ever been transfused... or done drugs or whatever dangerous... Does anyone have a member of their family who is seropositive?"

"Nope!" we all answer before Camden adds: " Let's go wild, guys! Let's go for the real thing! I say bareback!"

"We're not taking much risk indeed..." I agree. "And using condoms goes against my religion anyway!" I then add playfully.

"I didn't know they used rubber at the time they wrote the Bible..." Camden replies, frowning deeply.

"They weren't, Dumbass! But you know, they have all this talk about birth control is forbidden. Father Joseph says sex should only occur with the intention to procreate. If parents don't want children anymore, they shouldn't have sex anymore. If they do, they have to accept all the children God will give them, but they're not allowed to use the pill, condoms or whatever," I explain.

"Hey wait... Does that mean your parents haven't had sex since... since your mother was pregnant with you?" Joshua exclaims.

"I guess so or maybe she was just too old already to have more children... That probably explains why they're so uptight!!!" I laugh out. "Anyway, that's their problem, I don't care... I'm a sinner and I'll go to hell! Now do we all agree to go bareback?" Everyone nods, which is good. "Right, let's do those fucking enemas and get down to the business! Josh, since you're the expert, show us how to use this!" I smirk at our friend.

He just rolls his eyes and proceeds with the bulb. Blushing a bit, he smears some lube on the nozzle of the kit, then some more at the crack of his ass, before he rests his left foot on the edge of the bathtub. Bending over, he directs the nozzle toward his hole and inhales a deep breath before he pushes it inside. The thing is thinner than a finger, so I guess it doesn't really hurt but we can't help laughing at his eyes popping wide open when he squeezes the bulb to let the water in.

"Oh fuck... I feel full!!!" he grumbles.

As he had explained us before, he makes sure not to release the pressure on the bulb until it's out to avoid the water flowing back in.

"That's the point!!" I tell him. "Mark will soon fill you up with something bigger than that!!"

We all laugh again, especially when Josh keeps writhing to hold the water in for a few minutes. Meanwhile, I volunteer to go next and I quickly stop laughing when I get to experience the sensation of fullness my friend was talking about. It's not painful but it's quite uncomfortable, feeling like your bowels want to expulse what they have but you know you have to keep. It's a bit like when you suffer from stomach flu and know you will have to hold it because there are no toilets around.

Anyway, while it's my turn to hold the water, Joshua uses to the restroom to empty himself and it's Camden's turn to use the kit once the nozzle has been cleaned, Mark being the last one. We take turns and proceed twice more in the same way, until the released water is clear. Once that is done, Mark and I use the bathtub to clean up together, while Cam and Josh take a shower. As I lather my body with some expensive shower gel that smells so good, I feel the excitement rising within me.

Damn! We're almost there. I am about to lose both my virginities! I'm sixteen – almost seventeen – and I am finally about to discover what it is to have sex! I feel a bit weird to do this with my best friends but I'm glad. These guys mean so much to me. I could consider them as brothers, but they are much more than that. They are the bright light in my life. They are what keeps me moving on and without them, I would just perish from all the pressure I endure within my family and the strict rules of my religion. They are worth more than my virginity.

"Who wants to bottom first?" Joshua asks as we dry ourselves with fluffy towels. There is a long minute of awkward silence, some throat clearings, but it seems like no one is too eager to see their tight hole getting invaded, so I end up going to Mark and take him aside.

"Hey, I think we should go first..." I tell him soothingly.

"Again? Why should we always be first?" he argues.

"Because it'll only make it better for us after... Imagine it feels good in the end and you get hard again but you have already climaxed inside Joshua, then you'll only have your hand to help yourself..."

"Yeah... that makes sense... except I doubt Cam's fat monster will make me feel good..." he complains.

"Perhaps not in the beginning, but if you manage to relax, I'm sure it will. And I'll be beside you, Marky. I'll support you..." I comfort him.

"Fine, fine, let's do this..." he grumbles, and we tell the guys that we are volunteering to bottom first.

"Okay... How do you guys want to do this? Doggy style or something else?" Joshua asks, already palming his erection and making it grow harder.

"I think we should kneel on your couch... It's high enough and we could use the backrest for support..." Mark proposes.

"Sounds good," I reply.

We both head to the long sofa and once some towels have been laid, Mark and I kneel on the seat, side by side, and rest our arms on the backrest.

"Cam! We need to prep them first!" Joshua sighs with near-despair. When I turn around, I see that Cam was already coating his erection with lube.

"True... Don't worry, Mark, I'll do this the right way," he tries to reassure Mark who has gotten tense all of a sudden.

"I'll keep an eye on you anyway!" Joshua playfully scolds him.

"Oh, come on, guys! I'm no monster!! You know I wouldn't want to hurt any of you!"

"We know that, Cam, and I really trust you! Just do this properly, you're the thickest of us all and I don't want to be sore for days!!" Mark begs.

"I'll be as sweet as a lamb for you, Marky," Cam replies softly.

"Ron? You ready?" Josh then asks, always the serious leader, as he lays a comforting hand on my back.

"Yeah... Be gentle, guys..."

Taking a deep breath, I bury my face in my arms and try not to tense when I feel a cold substance run along the crack of my ass. My cock has completely deflated, but it swells a little bit when a finger begins to rub the cleft of my butt, smearing the lube. A mix of emotions overwhelms me right then and I'm getting confused. It's not really embarrassment, but it's still awkward to feel one of your best friends' fingers there because well, that's a private area that I – as a top, I think – don't really like being touched, even more so when said finger gently gets in. The muscles I have there clench naturally in response to the invasion and Joshua uses his other hand to caress my back soothingly.

"Relax, Ron... I'm taking this slowly..." Joshua soothes.

I can't say the sensations are that unpleasant. It stings a bit, but after a few minutes of thrusting in and out, his finger running circles to loosen the muscles, I do get some sort of pleasure. I can't help a moan when he pushes deeper and touches a certain area in my rectum: an eerie wave of warmth washes over my insides. It's hard to explain because it is very diffuse; it's not like when a tongue teases a specific and sensitive area like the frenum for instance, in which case the pleasure is very local. Here, it feels like it goes everywhere through my lower belly, running through my insides.

"I found your prostate it seems, Ron-Ron..." Joshua smirks behind me as he presses more on that soft spot.

"Ugh shut up!!" I groan.

"How did you do that?" Camden then asks.

"Twist your finger the other way, Cam. Downward. Now fold it a bit... and move in... there you should feel something harder beneath the wall... and..."

"Oh my Gooooooooood!" Mark suddenly squeals.

"I guess you found it too!" Joshua then laughs out before he adds another finger to the first one.

Well, that dampens the pleasure, replacing it with a more vivid sting for a moment as my friend begins to scissor my hole. However, Joshua is quite gentle and once again, I end up relaxing rather quickly from his caresses and encouragements. Those two idiots don't miss out on teasing us though, saying how tight we are or how warm it is inside, and I promise myself to make them pay back with Mark when it is their turn to get prepped.

I almost feel relief at the sensation of emptiness a while later when he retrieves his fingers, but I know the worst is coming now. Soon, something hard and warm is poking at my entrance before hands grip my hips, massaging them. I can't help clenching my hole when I imagine Joshua's big rod about to get inside, but his teasing, the head of his cock gently probing the muscles, makes me somewhat relax and inexplicably anxious for more. I am still curious to see if it can be pleasurable, so I eventually loosen up and push back, slowly impaling myself on him.

Shit!!! It hurts!!! I don't know how much of him is inside, but I think the glans has made its way in and it gets a little less painful when he continues further. However, tears are still prickling my eyes.

"Holy fuck! Ron..." he yells once he is fully inside.

"Don't move!!!" I seethe back at him, breathing in and out slowly to will the discomfort away.

"I can't move anyway! You're squeezing my dick!!"

"Ugh... I might as well break it..." I mutter, inhaling and exhaling painfully.

I just wish he'd get out and at the same time, I don't want to be the coward and my determination to fulfill my curiosity is stronger, so I try my best to ignore the pain and focus on my respiration.

"Mark!!! Relax!! Or I won't be able to get in!!" I hear Camden grumble warily at that moment, which distracts me from my own discomfort. As I tilt my head toward the other couple, I see that Mark is all tense with his face buried in his arms while Cam is trying to get his cock in.

"You've put too much lube, Cam... That's why it's so slippery..." Joshua tells him.

"But I wanted to make sure he wouldn't hurt..." the Beanpole replies apologetically.

"Hey, Mark..." I whisper, while Cam is wiping the excess of lube. I reach my left hand for the nape of his neck and gently pull him toward me. As Cam makes another attempt, Mark's eyes get shiny with a few tears. "You gotta relax..." I tell him, briefly peeking at Cam behind him. "Take it easy, Cam," I remind him before I return my attention to Mark.

"Can't believe I'm doing this..." he sighs painfully. "Can't believe I'm going to let another man get up there..."

"Mark, it's not just any guy... It's Cam... Remember the bond between us... Remember how we love each other..."

"I know but..."

"Marky... If you can't, we can just stop..." Cam offers shyly.

"No, no, I'll be alright, don't worry... Just take it slowly, please..." Mark assures, his damp eyes locked on mine.

Without hesitation, I lean toward him and attach my lips to his. In the beginning, this is only our lips moving against one another, but I soon feel him tense again, guessing that Cam is pushing past the ring of muscles, so I add a bit of fervor by forcing my tongue inside his mouth.

"Fuck! You're hot, guys!!" I hear Joshua say, reminding me of his presence inside me.

The good thing is that by helping Mark, I have forgotten about my own soreness, which allows Josh to start thrusting in and out at a very slow pace.

"Yes! The head is in!" Cam cheers.

"Give him time to adjust," Joshua advises between two groans but I think Mark has relaxed enough.

His tongue is now swirling with mine and after a couple more minutes, we both begin to moan. I doubt Mark is really moaning from pleasurable sensations in his ass because he still winces every few seconds, but I know I am. In the end, I am quite lucky to get fucked by Joshua. Not that his dick is small or thin, far from that, but I think he has read and seen porn more than he admitted and he kind of knows what he is doing.

His thrusts are gentle enough but above all, he applies himself to take the right angle that will make his shaft brush against my prostate. He doesn't hit it all the time, but he often manages, and I must admit the sensation is quite good. It alleviates part of the painful sting in my hole and it even allows my own penis to reach a semi-hard state. At the end of the day, it's not that bad, but I can't say I like it too much either. I long to be in the other position because that's just not my stuff.

Even if Mark has now loosened up, we still continue kissing. It seems to arouse Camden and Joshua a lot and they keep encouraging us. The more it arouses them, the faster they will reach their release, and the faster I will be done with that part. As a matter of fact, Joshua increases the pace and his pounding is getting a bit rougher than before, though not as tough as Camden's apparently. It is getting difficult to keep up with the kiss so instead, I slightly pull away from Mark and reach for his semi-hard. He does the same with mine and we begin to stroke each other.

"Ngh... Those fuckers... They like it!!!" Camden growls.

Jerk! Just trying to make it more pleasurable!!

"I think they do... You're so hot, guys!!!" Joshua comments, pounding even harder.

"Oh fuck!!! Mark!! Can I come inside?" Cam breathes out, but Mark barely has time to agree that Cam almost collapses over him, deeply buried inside his ass. "Sorry... Too late..." he mutters.

"Oh shit! Coming too!!!" Joshua yells as he pulls out of me. "Don't move Ron..." he then adds, and I feel a warm substance hit my back in different places while he growls his orgasm out.

"Cam, get out now!" Mark mumbles a few seconds later and our friend eventually pulls away. "Crap! I'm so tense I can't even move..."

"Oh don't!!! Don't move, Marky... Look at that Josh!!" Cam exclaims eagerly.

"What? Am I bleeding?" Mark asks warily.

"No, you're not," Joshua reassures him. "But that's a nice sight..."

"What sight? Are you talking about my ass?" Mark grumbles.

"Yeah... It's leaking out of it and it's beautiful... I should be upset you don't want to keep my seed in..." Cam replies, chuckling.

"You're really a jerk! Go get some towels instead!" Mark screams, making us all laugh.

Cam and Josh both sit on the floor, facing us, while we are cleaning up a minute later. They look a bit spent but they bear goofy smiles that make me want to slap their faces. Mark and I will definitely get those stupid expressions away very quickly despite the soreness in our butts.

"Damn! That was so good!" Josh sighs in content at some point.

"Yeah..." Cam agrees. "Front virginity lost!" he cheers, doing a high-five with Joshua before he turns to us with an evil smile. "And some guys got their cherry popped!"

"Wait till I pop yours, you jerk!" I say.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to... You look too tired and your ass is probably too sore..." 

"You think?" I smirk back at him and it's funny because it seems Mark and I have the same idea at the same moment as we both properly sit on the couch, spreading our legs open and revealing our erections. "Not likely, Camy... You'll get it deep. And hard..." I add in a smug tone.

That quietens them because both Mark and I are fully erect now and our cocks are not anything small or thin either.

"Damn right!" Mark agrees. "What about we take them on the bed, face to face?"

"I like that! Come on guys! On all fours on the bed!" I order with an authoritative voice as I stand up.

Okay, it hurts a bit to be honest, but I manage to suppress a wince and turn it into a smirk. Josh and Cam sigh, but they comply all the same and soon enough, after laying more towels over the comforter, they settle on their hands and knees on Josh's huge bed, face to face and in a diagonal so they can both fit with us behind them. We make them arch their back, so they prop their butts up, nicely exposed, and I waste no time by immediately spreading some lube at the cleft of Cam's ass.

"Fuck! It's cold!" he grumbles.

"Don't start complaining... It's nothing compared to this..." I say, shoving the first knuckle of my index finger inside his warm cavern. Jeez! I like that sensation!! It's all soft and warm inside!

"Ugh Ron!!!"

"It's just a finger, Cam... Soon, you'll get the real thing..."

"Yeah well, take your time! We prepared you well, so you'd better do the same..."

"Don't worry, guys, we'll do that well... Do you like it, Josh?" Mark asks in a sweet husky voice.

"Mmmm... Not that bad..." Joshua pants painfully and I'm sure he is playing braver than he really feels.

Cam's muscles have loosened up a bit, but they clench hardly when I add a second finger to scissor him. I encourage him to relax with words of comfort and decide to fondle his balls to help making him feel good, or at least better. It seems to work as his cock begins to swell, without reaching a full erection though, but his hole is getting laxer and I even manage to add a third digit at some point.

Now that I think about it, it might sound unusual to play with one of your best friends' asshole – perhaps even more than to suck their dicks – but none of us looks uncomfortable or awkward. I guess we are that weird...

Camden starts moaning when I find his prostate and purposefully brush my fingers against it. Well, he can't deny that it feels good in a way. Peeking at Mark, I see that he is enjoying himself too and Joshua's facial features have relaxed. As I lean a bit to the side, I notice that his cock is hard now and I'm certain he's trying to contain his moans of pleasure.

"I think they're ready... Don't you think, Aaron?"

"Yeah... And we're more than ready too," I reply, glancing at our dripping erections. "Time to tap that ass!" I cheer, playfully slapping Cam's left ass cheek, which earns me a few bad names.

Mark and I both climb on the bed, winking at each other, and once we have smeared a bit more lube on our shafts, we align their tip with their entrances and begin to gently probe. Fuck! I'm so excited. All this preparation has aroused me with anticipation and I can't wait to see how it feels to push past that ring of muscles and to let the warmth englobe my length. For now, Cam is clenching strongly and although I'm hard, I can't go past his puckered hole.

"Fuck! I'm in!" Mark pants at that moment. Lucky guy!

"Come on, Cam... Open up... Let my big wand in... I swear you're going to like it..." I tease him, pushing a bit harder.

"I thought it was forbidden to swear in your religion?" Camden growls painfully as I manage to slip in the tip of the head.

"Ugh, it's swearing to God that's forbidden! And please leave God... where... he is... Fuck! I'm in too!" I yell and now that the mushroom head has passed, I push further and bury myself to hilt.

Damn!! I think I'm going to come! It's too good!

No!! I can't come now. Not before I have rammed into that ass!

"Arghhhhhh Ron!!! Get out!!!" Cam screams.

"Oh no, I won't..." I chuckle. "That's my little revenge for the blowjob!!! Now relax, you just need to adjust..." 

"Fuck!! That stings!!!" Joshua exclaims too.

"Oh shut up, chicks! Let us enjoy, and moan for us instead!!" Mark chuckles.

Their little rant has allowed my excitation to calm down and as I begin to thrust in and out, I revel in the sensation of tightness and warmth.

Fuck! That's done, I'm losing my virginity and I feel no shame or repent about it! I have even forgotten about the soreness in my own hole. All I can feel is just bliss and a nice blazing fire building in my lower belly.

I just love it! I love all the sensations and I can't even describe them.

From the expression on Mark's face as he stares at me with an ecstatic expression and from his groans, he is in the same state. But only worse... and I think I get something here. The way he is looking at Cam and me is making some sense in my head... Our shy and sometimes modest friend is kinkier than we'd think and he likes all this hotness.

"Mark...? Are you up for a bit more action?" I manage to ask as I slow down my pace and nod at Cam and Josh between us. A thrilled smile spreads on his face when he understands what I mean.

"Come on, Josh... lean back up," he tells him eagerly.

"Ugh... Why!?"

"Just do so!!! Please!!"

"Cam, you too..." I say and as they awkwardly kneel up, Mark and I make them scoot forward, closing the distance until they are chest to chest. We tighten our grip around their waist for support and smile at each other.

"What the heck...?" Cam grumbles.

"Shut up and kiss Josh," I order him. After a few seconds of hesitation, Josh sighs and takes the lead, crashing his lips against Cam's. "Fuck! That's hot indeed!!" I say as I resume a slow pounding and Mark does the same, agreeing with me.

Our two friends are now sandwiched between us and even if the position is not super comfortable, this is so exciting to watch them French-kiss.

With a smirk, Mark then brings Joshua's hand around Camden's semi-hard to stroke it. I like that idea, so I do the same with Cam's hand, making it reach for Joshua's erection. The bedroom is becoming a mess of moans and groans, and I don't think I will be able to hold my release for very long. It gets even harder when Mark slightly leans to the side and grabs the nape of my neck to pull me into a heated kiss. Our tongues swirl with fierceness in a noisy exchange of saliva. Slipping a hand between Josh and Cam, I realize that they are stroking each other fast now and both fuckers are really hard.

"Fuck... I'm going to come..." Josh mumbles before he utters a long moan.

"Same..." Cam pants and there goes the last bit of self-control I had on my orgasm.

Cam's hole suddenly clenches around my length and that throws me over the edge. A huge wave of warmth courses through me and the fire in my balls explodes. I think Mark has reached his climax too because he is groaning like a wild beast.

"Ngh... I'm going to breed you, Cam..." I growl, pushing back deep inside of him just as my juices spurt out and fill his ass. 

Fuck, fuck, fuck!! This is just heaven! Heaven inside an asshole! How weird is that? I don't care, because that's the best sensation I have ever felt. An explosion of pure ecstasy.

I don't really know how it happens, but we all collapse on our sides, completely spent and breathing heavily. I'm not sure how long it takes us to come down from our high, but it sure counts a few minutes! During this time, we cuddle in silence except for the panting echoing in the room and it's only when we have caught our breaths that I realize what we have just done.

Like many souvenirs I have with my best friends, this afternoon will remain engraved in my memory forever. Like I could forget the way I lost both my virginities! Never! I'm really glad I did this with them. Come to think about it, this was the best idea ever because it will reinforce the bond between us. None of us will ever forget this moment and we'll be able to remember it for the rest of our lives. The four of us are way past the concept of friendship. It's even stronger than brotherhood. There is nothing that could ever break this relationship of ours, no matter what happens, no matter where future brings us.

"Blissful..." Mark suddenly sighs in ecstasy.

"You're such a kinky fucker..." I chuckle.

"Me?" he asks, propping himself up on his elbow and looking at me with a frown.

"Yeah you! And you know what I mean!" I reply, laughing.

"Care to explain?" Joshua asks.

"Our little prude of Mark has a kink for... I don't know what it's called... multiple-partner sex?" I smirk, which makes Mark blush crimson red. Joshua tilts his head back to look at our friend and bursts out laughing, soon joined by Camden.

"Kinky Mark..."

"Ugh, shut up! You can't deny you liked it too!!" he accuses. "If I judge by the sticky mess on your chests, you two enjoyed it as well!"

"Oh, I certainly did too!" I admit. "That was freaking hot!"

"It was..." they all sigh in content.

"Thank you, guys... for this wonderful experience..." Cam adds. "I mean, at least the first part. Don't think I'll try the second one again... the bottoming part... It was nice but I prefer topping, I think..."

"Yeah, I think so too..." Mark and Josh concur at the same time.

"Same here... Anyway, we had agreed for a one-time experience so... I guess that won't happen again between us... Too bad, I would have loved having a taste of your butts too, Mark and Josh!" I tease them.

"Not even in your wildest dreams!" Mark replies with a chuckle.

"Oh well, thank you my sweet Cam for letting me deflower you. It was nice and... if you ever change your mind and become a bottom, come see me again!" I say, snuggling against his back, getting a middle finger in answer.

What a great afternoon! I can't help thinking as I tune them out for a while, just relishing in how great I am feeling. 

I, Aaron Cox, born on October 10th, 1985 in a zealous Catholic family who has been preaching all the most extreme fundamentals of their religion over the last almost-seventeen years, am a sinner. I not only lost my virginity on this June 11th, 2002, which is a terrible sin as it already is since I'm not married, but I also lost it to other males, which is even worse in God's eyes.

Do I care?

Not the slightest bit!

I am happy. Utterly happy!

Published on 17 April 2019

The long-awaited foursome is here and although I'm not as satisfied with it as I was when I wrote it, I hope it didn't disappoint. That's one solved "mystery" of the series ;) And it also explains Mark's thoughts at the end of chapter 20 of I Was Shooting For The Moon, I Hit Two Stars for those who remember.

Now, this scene could have been more awkward or messy like first times often are, but I really wanted theirs to remain a fond memory despite Mark's experience. Not that it was that bad for him, but Mark is one of those males who truly have a hard time with the idea of being "taken" by another man. Does it open doors for the others to ever get topped by their Subs in the future? My evil self will just leave you with this question ;)

Regarding the first part of this chapter and the conversation his sisters and mother have about Islam, I decided to go for the most extreme opinions they could have (opinions I actually found on internet) because it just fitted them and their overly zealous faith, but please note that I meant no offense to any religion. And thank you to @ToniaConyers for the jar idea ;)

In the next chapter, it'll be time for Aaron to go to his summer camp (oh joy! But I've spared you – and myself – his sister's wedding and his family vacation).

See you all soon!

PS: Just before publishing this, I realized that I Was Shooting For The Moon, I Hit Two Stars recently hit 2M reads!! Thank you so much for Mark, Shannon and Alex! 🖤