I think I’ll never forget the moment of that day when we arrived to the river beach and I saw Ben and George in speedos. Their packages, bulging in front of them, caused some steer in my own briefs. It struck me like a thunder from a clear sky – I was aroused by what I saw!!! That was the first time I was ashamed for popping boner in front of two of my buddies. To hide my embarrassment I sat on the sand, crossing my legs. Ben was first to react:
“Are you coming in or what?” – he asked confused.
“Give me minute to cool down – you know that one shouldn’t go in the water right away” – well, I was the responsible one, remember – “you two should sit down and cool down too” I said trying to justify myself. Truth to be told, part about cooling down was something everybody advised – especially as we walked some 3,5 miles from our houses to the river and summer sun was hot … but, I was mainly trying to wait for my cock to go limp before standing up.
George and Ben looked to each other and looked back to me … than George said with a smirk:
“Yes mom … we’ll sit for a minute or two … but only for minute or two – and you can sit your ass on the beach all day if you want to, I’m off to swim …” he said grinning.
“Me too … and don’t be so boring, come into water with us” said Ben.
They approached and set down beside me. Both of them sat in a same way, extending their legs slightly parted and leaning back onto their hands. Of course, all I was still seeing were their bulges making my swollen cock twitching inside my speedo. Both Ben and George looked at the other two of us, clearly checking us out and comparing our bodies … They joked about all hot days ahead of us and how we should never leave our beach … or that’s at least how I remember that moment … but, I clearly remember I was keeping my mouth shut and my eyes fixed on their crotches.
“Oh … you have a boner, don’t you?” Ben’s question felt like slap to the back of my head.
“Ha? Who?” I stuttered “Well, maybe … ” was my reply with rush of blood to my face – as they both said later, my face at that moment was redder than home grown tomato.
“Oh come on” exclaimed Ben “it’s not like you’ve never had one before and like we’ve never saw it. And look, I’m popping one too” he said lightly caressing its package through its speedo. His dick was semi-hard making its contours clearly visible underneath thin fabric. To prove his point even further, he stood up propping its crotch … and he got some package.
“Nice one” I heard George beside me “but, it’s just half hard, isn’t it? This, my friends, is what proper boner looks like” said George standing up. My jaw dropped – he was fully erect, his cock pointing to his left hip, making contours of its cock head clearly visible.
As we were pretty much alone at the beach, I just looked to them, mouth wide open. Man, they’ve grown down there – I’ve grown also, but was still noticeably smaller them either of them.
“Wow guys, you two have grown” was all I could say …
“Come on, stand up … we’re missing you here” said Ben still fondling its package with more and more attention.
“Yeah John, don’t bail on us now. All for one, you know …” said George moving its hips from left to right and back, lightly garbing his cock from time to time.
Somehow, my shame dissolved and I stood up showing my hard dick through my speedo.
“Not so big … well, seeing you guys like this I think I should be in charge, not John – my dick is bigger than either of yours” Ben was being Ben – always making fun and teasing rest of us.
“Not so fast, buddy – I have more meat down here than you, for sure” said George cooping its package between both of his hands.
Now, devil in me took over and, without any prior thinking words just came out of my mouth:
“OK, I’m no competition to either of you guys thus making me ideal referee to measure each of you and resolve this once and for all” – was what I said with a bit of evil grin on my face. Surprisingly, both of them just said “You’re on” almost unanimously.
“But how are you going to measure us – it’s not like we’re having measuring tape with us” said Ben.
“And that is why I’ll always be in charge, no matter how smaller my dick is compared to you guys” – I was again in control, acting on some strange impulse within me and not fighting it for the first time …
“First of all, let me get my props and you two keep petting your snakes – we don’t want them to be nothing less than full size, don’t we!? Then, we’ll take measures and compare them, so … well, we’ll know who has biggest dick between three of us. Agreed?” I had them where I wanted and somehow, both of them were in my power. It felt that whatever I said to them promising measuring their dicks at the end, they would accept it without any objection.
“Ahm … John, when you say ‘props’ you mean – what?” George asked still foundling his cock and balls, now fully erect.
“As it was already wisely noted, we have no measuring tape so I was thinking about using twigs … or I can use my hands if you want me to do it faster”. To be honest, I really wanted to grab their cocks in my hand, but thought they will never let me. Not waiting for them to answer, I already turned to walk into nearby bushes in search for appropriate twigs when George said:
“John, wait” I heard “you’re going to look for twigs, aren’t you? Knowing you it’ll take too long … use your hands, that way I can have my victory and will go into water sooner.”
“YEAH …” exclaimed Ben enthusiastically “come on, use your hands”.
I turned around facing them both, and – to my surprise – found both of them looking me right in my eyes, having same lustful look in their own eyes, and both with hands showed their down their speedos, slowly stroking their erect cocks. I remember vividly rush of that tingle sensation in my lower belly, my crotch and in my balls. As I stood there, my mind was like ‘ my God, I’m about to hold someone else’s cock in my hand ‘.
“OK, fine by me” I said “but I think we should move to some less exposed area of the beach … it would really be bad for all of us if anybody sees me holding your dicks”. That was true. On the other hand, when I think now about it, I know that my less conscious part of mind was already preparing setting for things that will happen shortly.
“Yes, you’re right. Let’s move to that corner of the beach” said Ben pointing his hand to furthest part of the beach where forest already took over sand and trees were growing all the way to the water line.
George was quick to agree and we went there running, our swollen cocks rubbing to our speedos adding to our excitement. We got to our spot in no time, and I being chubby panted a bit more than two of them.
“Look here, our referee lost its breath from few hundred meters of running” George teased.
“We can’t all be sprinters as you, you know” said Ben breathing heavy also.
“But … we can … find out … who has … bigger dick … of you guys” I said slowly regaining my breath.
Both of them rubbed their junk over speedos, but my dick lost quite a bit of its hardness … after all, I did lost my breath running. Few more seconds passed – both of my friends rubbed their cocks and I was watching. That tingly feeling in my crotch returned, my cock rose to full mast and my hand started to squeeze it and my balls with it through my swim briefs. Slight moan escaped my lips and both of Ben and George noticed it.