Three boys on a bed could be the beginning of most gay erotic stories. You have all the elements for lust, sex, and the inevitable questions that come from such teenage encounters when friends start to share their feelings. With a hot book, Teacher Tutors Her Boys, Billy has brought for them to read the door opens to the teenage world of sexual exploration.

In this case Craig is a half a year older than Richard and Billy and he's only in the house by accident when the two younger boys draw him into their illicit literary pursuit. At sixteen he's not sure where he's going or why, but that could be said of most sixteen year olds. He's come over to see Tommy, his best friend but in his absence Richard, Tommy's younger brother, invites Craig to hang around. While they talk often when Richard hangs with them, this conversation changes when Billy makes his appearance.

"I got this out of my brother's drawer. Want to read it," Billy said to Richard as he burst through the front door of the house. "Oh, sorry, hi Craig. Come on Richard."

Billy is tall and lanky being close to six foot. His wavy blond hair has started to cover his ears and his dark brown eyebrows vividly set off his blue eyes. Billy is one of those energetic boys that always seems animated while unveiling his latest plan for fun, which often end with everyone in hot water. Billy doesn't know Craig except to see him at Tommy's, or so Craig thinks anyway.

Billy has often wanted to talk to Craig but the time has never seemed right before. He'd watched the older boy run track and he'd noticed his speed and gracefulness. His own speed and grace left a lot to be desired because he felt clumsy and awkward while doing anything requiring physical dexterity. That's why he thought he admired and liked Craig and wanted a chance to get to know him. On this day he saw opportunity knocking and he was hoping Craig would answer so he could find out more about the athlete.

"Why don't you read it? You know my reading sucks," Richard said, as Billy seemed anxious to get started.

Richard is shorter than Billy and Craig but he has a muscular build even if the muscles haven't grown much yet. He thinks he's too short but he's about average. His green eyes are always studying everyone and everything around him. His soft brown hair stays neatly combed because he doesn't feel very attractive and he thinks he should make up for it by being well groomed.

Richard asks a lot of questions and he's never sure about the answers he gets. He has known Billy since they were in elementary school. They are best friends and Richard knows Billy knows his secrets because he tells him everything, and that's not always comforting since Billy is such a flake at times.

"I can't read any better than you can," Billy said. "Hey, Craig, you read it to us. Then I can concentrate on the action. You're on the honor roll, don't cop out on us. We need your reading skills to get the maximum benefit from this rare erotic literature that has only recently come into my possession."

"Yeah, I heard. You stole it from your brother. Rare erotic literature? It looks like a dirty book to me," Craig said, seeming uninterested as he looked at Billy and the book he held out for examination.

"It's really good. Like the Moby Dick of the Tracy Lord set," Billy said.

"Yeah, and if they do the movie I know who will play Moby Dick," Richard said, smiling broadly as his bare foot lodged in Billy's crotch as they both laughed.

"My dick got hard on the first page, Richie. I knew I had to bring it over for my good buddy Richard to enjoy with me, and read I hope. He's such a perve, Craig, and I hate reading. Makes a good combination some how."

"Shut up Billy. He's Tommy's friend. He doesn't need to hear that shit," Richard said.

"Richard, this is a classic. Teacher does all the boys in her class. She looks like Mrs. Weeks, Richie baby. Can't you see her on her knees blowing thirteen boys? Oh, man, I'm going to make a mess in my pants. Somebody read to me, Pleeeeeze."

"It doesn't have pictures. How do you know what the hell the teacher looks like?" Richard said.

"I can see it all in my head. That's the way it is with good literature. It unfolds like a great movie. It was Mrs. Weeks alright, in my version of the movie anyway."

"Who's the pervert. He gets like this when he hasn't jacked off for a day or two," Richard said to Craig.

"Shut up, Richard. Help me out here. He's your brother's friend, ask him to read it for us. That way your hands will be free so you can do your usual exercises," Billy said. "Richard also appreciates good literature. He prefers books that are mostly pictures, but hey, I didn't have time to grab one of those."

"You shut up Billy. Don't make me sound like the only perve here. He's Tommy's friend. He don't come over here to read us dirty stories. You read fine, better an me."

"Yeah, then I don't have my hands free good buddy. You know what these stories do to me," Billy said, grabbing the front of his pants as he laughed.

Craig did not miss the handful that Billy had come up with. He had seen a lot of guys grab themselves in a similar fashion but they rarely came up with much to show for the effort. For a skinny fifteen year old Craig thought Billy came out looking like quite the stud.

Craig had never paid much attention to Billy. He didn't pay much attention to anyone. He'd been pretty much a loner until he met Tommy. He didn't know how they had become friends, but they had. Tommy was a good friend and Craig thought he was lucky to have finally found a friend he could depend on. He was equally glad he'd come to visit him and found these two when Tommy wasn't home.

Billy presented another dimension to life for Craig. While he had intense sexual feelings and fantasies, he had never dared to explore them. He was afraid to reveal what he felt to anyone else. In his world you didn't speak about those kinds of feelings, but Billy brought those feelings and fantasies right to the surface. He was bold and outspoken about sex and Craig wanted to know if his actions compared at all with his words.

The opportunity to see the book ignite some sexual response in the two boys intrigued him. Even the thought that his friendship with Tommy could be jeopardized if his motives were found out didn't deter him from embarking on a journey into the exciting world of teenage sexual stimulation. He was excited by the idea of seeing Billy and Richard becoming turned on by a sexy story he would read to them.

"Here, Craig, come on, read it," Billy said, dropping down on the couch very close to Craig as he handed him the book.

"I told you not in the living room. Let's go into the bedroom. We can lay on the bed," Richard said.

"Okay by me," Billy said, "Come on, Craig. Don't forget the book. We rarely get in bed without one, huh Richie?"

"Fuck you, Billy. Cut it out."

"You don't like porn any more. Maybe we'll just go up to Craig's and read it. Cut you out you little perve."

Billy ended up on one side and Richard was on the other as Craig started reading the book about a teacher having sex with her teenage students. Craig felt the heat from the other two bodies as they pressed in to see the words he was reading to them. At once they were all getting involved in the pace of the story. Craig was getting involved with feeling the bodies pressed against his.

Sitting up and taking off his shirt, Billy said, "It's too hot in here. Go on, I'm listening."

Craig glanced at the big brown nipples on the thin chest. He couldn't help but glance at the bulge in Billy's pants and the wet dot that had been created by the story. Billy's warm skin ended up pressing against Craig's arm when Billy nonchalantly scooted his body closer to the reader who had begun to sweat.

"Okay, I'm ready," Billy said, coyly. "I mean you can go on reading."

"Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of. Just don't take anything else off today okay Billy. We don't need to see your donkey dick," Richard said, not moving away from Craig's other arm. "Go ahead."

"Donkey dick?" Craig asked, remembering the bulge and wanting to hear more about it.

"Yeah! Boys hung like a horse. Don't know how he keeps from passing out when all the blood rushes to it at a time like this. Show him Billy," Richard said. "You've shown it to everyone else at school. May as well get it over with."

"Nah, he don't want to see my pecker," Billy said, "I want to hear more of the story. I'll show you later. Read dude. I'm cooling down. I want to hear about what she does with them."

Billy's warm skin felt good to Craig. It was like three peas in a snugly packed pod as the hot story was unfolding. First there was one boy the teacher tutored. When they ended up talking and becoming friends, the teacher reluctantly agreed to take him to bed with her when he applied the pressure, thinking it might keep him working hard. Instead, he brought his best friend over for a little special tutoring, and the teacher knew there was no way out except for her to do what the boys wanted.

On one hand she was tortured by her stupidity which had trapped her, and on the other hand, she was super charged by the constant visits from her hormone driven students. There was little time for her to fret or regret with the students always needing a little more help.

Billy was breathing hard on the side of Craig's face as his hips worked the front of his pants against the soft bed. Richard squirmed on the other side with his leg now on top of Craig's leg and his chin against Craig's shoulder as he continued to read for them.

"I got to take a piss," Richard said, leaping up and quickly adjusting himself in his pants as he disappeared out of the room.

"Wait for him to come back, so he won't miss anything," Billy said, rolling up on his back as he lean against the pillows at the head of the bed while feeling his dick through his pants. "That's some hot shit. You think a teacher would let guys like us do that? One at our school maybe? Mrs. Weeks maybe? My dick hurts I'm so horny."

"It's fiction, Billy. I wouldn't get my hopes up. Besides, I know all the teachers up at school. Wouldn't matter much if they would give it up to us. Who'd want it? Most guys I know would run screaming if they saw a real pussy."

"I know what you mean. Man could I use a good piece of ass though," Billy said.

Billy was rubbing the bulge in his pants before moving it so it would point up. Craig's eyes stayed with him as he was making his adjustments. Both of Billy's hands ended up pressed on the sides of his dick so it would imprint more deeply on his pants. This allowed Craig to see it's approximate dimensions.

"You think a guy can get too big to fuck a chick?" Billy asked, strain on his face as he looked to make sure Craig was looking at the same thing he was looking at.

"I've never heard of that happening. Maybe someone could be to big for this girl or that girl, but there's bound to be big girls for big dicks," Craig said, sounding sure.

"Yeah, maybe that's it, big girl for big dicks. I like small girls though. I bet Mrs. Weeks could handle this. She'd love it if I slid this between her legs."

Craig's own problems had been created from the physical contact with Richard and Billy more than from the story itself. As Billy leaned back away from Craig with the head of his cock appearing above the waistline of his pants as he sucked in his stomach so it could come into view. The head rested just beyond the belly button on the shirtless boy's stomach.

Donkey dick indeed, he thought to himself as he got lost staring at how long the bulge was and where the top of Billy's cock ended up. Craig's mouth went dry and he tried to stop looking at it, but the rush of excitement in his own pants wouldn't allow him to break the hold Billy had on him. Billy reached one hand into his pants and moved it around; glancing up and into Craig's eyes several times to make sure he was still interested in his activities.

Craig showered with guys all the time in gym and at practice, but he'd never seen anything that looked like it would rise to the size of what Billy was displaying for him. Of course he'd never actually seen a hard one, but they all seemed to be in the same general size category with some a little larger and others not so large. Only Mike Smith had anything out of the ordinary and he rarely showered with the other boys on the team. Craig had only seen him once, and his dick swung really thick down a few inches past his balls. That one could have reached as far as Billy's but he had no evidence that might be true.

It made him a bit uncomfortable being close to a boy that was playing with his own erection, but not so uncomfortable he was going to stop looking. There was something more powerful at work than his usual shyness which over road most curiosity he had concerning other boys. Watching Billy play with himself was like a magnet to him. Once he saw that plump rosy cock head, he had difficulty taking his eyes off of it.

He studied it and continued to analyze how far away the tip of the cock head was from the source. Donkey dick indeed, Craig thought once more as Billy glanced up to make sure he had noticed everything he'd made available for viewing before reacting to the stares.

"Oops, sorry. I hate underwear, so it gets loose at times like this," Billy said, as he sucked in his stomach even more while making an effort to create enough room in his pants so he could get it all out of sight.

To Billy, his dick was power. He loved the way other boys were drawn to it. It excited him to show it off. He'd never had much to brag on until he'd grown that extra large dick. He'd learned to use it from the first time someone stared at it. He was always looking for a way to draw someone else to it.

While Billy was rearranging things, Craig got to see several inches of the shaft as he stretched to get a better look. He found himself quite interested by its size as well as Billy's need to show it to him. Billy's eyes took it all in as he filed away the information about Craig's interest for future use if he could ever be alone with him. It wasn't unusual for other guys to be mesmerized at what he had in his pants, but some guys were interested in a different way than most others, and these guys gave Billy what he really liked.

Then there were his brother's friends that taunted him about being deformed. He knew they were only jealous because of its size, but it still bothered him he had to show them how big it had gotten when they came around. It was embarrassing, he remembered, but exciting too, especially when they had put their hands on it to feel how big it was. He knew once the embarrassment and rude comments ended, they'd touch him until he got excited. He could see in their faces how impressed they were with his dick.

In school when he first matured there were a few guys that wanted to see it after catching sight of it in the showers. He was careful to have only private showings. It made him feel good he had something other guys wanted. He was never too popular until he went through puberty. Craig had the same kind of interest he'd seen in a lot of guy's faces, only for some reason he was more pleased about this boy's interest. He sensed there was more to it than the usual, and Billy knew he was looking for something more than the usual. He'd needed something more for some time.

They stayed there silent, waiting for longer than it should have taken for Richard to piss. Billy got up, making a point of rearranging his cock one ore time while standing close to Craig so he could get full benefit of the show.

"Come on. I know what he's up to," Billy said, moving toward the door. "We've given him enough time."

"Maybe he had to take a dump, Billy," Craig said.

"No. That's not what he had to do. Come on. We'll catch him at it. There's no lock on the door. He can never make it through more than a couple of chapters without doing it."

"Doing what," Criag asked, thinking he knew what.

"What I'd be doing about this problem if he wasn't so damn up tight about someone knowing what we do," he said, holding the center of his bulge which had shifted down toward his thigh as he walked.

Craig was a bit confused by Billy's interest in Richard's bathroom habits, but when they got to the end of the hall, it all became quite clear. Billy was very slow in turning the handle of the bathroom door, first making sure Craig had moved up to his shoulder so he'd get the full view.

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Up Next - Chapter 2 Spanking the Monkey

... And then he just threw the door open, clanging it against the tub finding Richard with the hard evidence still in his hand as he stared up at them and out of the Playboy Magazine laying between his feet on the floor.

What was the hard evidence and how do Billy and Craig deal with it? How does this discovery alter how they relate to one another? How does Billy get Craig to pay attention to him? The two boys are drawn to one another after that day at Richard's. They still circulate in different worlds but thoughts of that day have them both thinking about getting together again.


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