Cum Party ^^^^^^^^^ It was a hot weekend in July when Mitch proposed a cum party. Mitch loved cum, his own or other boys'; he loved to jerk him-self off and then massage his own juices into his body -- he did this almost nightly. The guest list was fairly intimate: only twelve boys including Mitch were to be invited. First up was his boyfriend, Jaret. Jaret and Mitch had been going together for years and were best friends as well as lovers. Also invited was Mitch's kid brother, Lawrence. Lawrence's boyfriend, of course, was also on the list. That was Corey, my boyfriend's little brother. Me and my lover, Mark, were next on the list, followed by the Mitchell brothers, Sean and Kenny. Chad and Dave were next, the sons of a rabbi and two ministers respectively. Rounding out the list were Andrew and Greg, the yearbook editors. Andrew was my boyfriend's ex, but we all got along well. After all, everyone had fucked everyone else at one point or another. A dozen hot and horny teenage boys. Incredible. We all agreed not to jerk off completely for the week leading up to the party so we would have a lot of cream to shoot on that weekend. All week, we would get ourselves hard, but not off --this stimulated our bodies to produce more and more cum until our balls felt swollen with cum. Of course, this also meant that by Friday night, we were all horny as hell! So it was with a well-packed crotch that Mark picked me up at nine o'clock Friday night, and it was with an equally well-packed crotch that I slid into the front seat and gave him a hot open-mouthed kiss. I squeezed his thigh seductively as we drove off to Mitch's place. Corey was in the back seat, masturbating slowly with one of his fuckbooks. Both Mark and Corey had impressive collections of both hard- and soft- core porn materials, as well as a few sex toys. For a fifteen-year old, Corey was remarkably well-built. Hung an impressive seven inches, Corey's thick, cut prick arched up and curved back towards his stomach so that every stroke he pumped into your ass hit your prostate, sending you into fuck heaven. My cock throbbed just to think about it as I watched Corey in the rear-view mirror, jerking off in the back seat. Mark's hand on my crotch instantly brought me back to reality as we sped up the freeway. "Easy, boy," Mark grinned, "my brother's taken you know." "I know" I said sheepishly. Corey looked up from his fuckbook. "Good thing you're not driving, Chris!" Corey teased. He packed away his fuckbook and somehow managed to tuck his still hard fuckpole into his tight jeans. I blushed and Mark smiled at me. It was almost ten by the time we pulled into Mitch's darkened house, and most of the guys were there already. Lawrence was waiting by the door in his cut-off jeans and a tank top. He was anxiously awaiting us and he seemed relieved to see his boyfriend. "Christ, Corey, I was afraid you weren't coming! What took you so long, my cock's been waiting for you!" "Relax, lover, I'm here. Mark was late picking Chris up, that's all. But I'm here now." The two young studs were out of their clothes and all over one another in seconds, and Mark and I had to literally step over their naked and entwined bodies to get through the inner door. Mark watched his little brother getting it on and smiled indul-gently. "Yeah...that's my bro..." Mark said softly. "Oh yeah. He's definitely your brother, Mark" I chided as I unloaded the last of our bags. There was a distinct family resemblance between Mark and Corey: both were dark-haired and fair-skinned boys with impressive equipment. Oh yeah, and barely satiable sexual appetites. Mark and I joined the others in the basement where the orgy was to take place. Mitch and Jaret walked into the room, stark naked, carrying six-packs of beer from the cold room. Mitch's dark hair and eyes contrasted beautifully with his fair complexion and his seven inch erection stuck out erotically from between his sleek thighs. Jaret's blonde hair and blue-green eyes gave him a classical beauty and his well-muscled sculptured body made him the envy of many boys. Almost half the school's female population wanted to get into his pants, and a good number of the male population too. I was proud to have been one of the few boys who actually had gotten into Jaret's pants. On the couch, Andrew and Greg were sixty-nining comfortably. Both were stark naked and obviously enjoying each other. Andrew was fairly petite; he looked small but he was a sexual tiger. No one who knew him dared call him "feminine" though he had a slim build and a delicate constitution. He was soft-spoken in public but in bed he was as raunchy and sex-crazed as any of us. Like any red-blooded teenage boy, Andrew loved sex, especially getting fucked. Greg, hung like a stallion, satisfied Andrew's cravings often. Greg liked Andrew's tight, hot, hungry hole; he liked to drive his hard achingly stiff dick up into Andrew, filling up Andrew's lovehole and spurting cumcream into Andrew's gut. Andrew got off on assfucking so much, he often rammed dildos up his ass when he was away from Greg. He often came to school with one on, a three-inch buttplug specially designed to stay lodged in his ass. It kept him satisfied all day long -- espec-ially in gym class, where all his movements on the wrestling mat only served to heighten his sensation of being fucked. And, of course, the bike ride home put him into heaven as each stroke of the pedals gave Andrew's prostate a fuck. Andrew's underwear was always soaked through with cum and sweat by the time he finally came home. Meanwhile, Sean, Kenny, Chad, Dave, Corey and Lawrence were playing "gas station". Mark joined Dave, Corey and Kenny while I joined Sean, Chad and Lawrence. The object of this party game for boys only is simple: be the team that cums the most in the time given. Each team is given an identical graduated container, usually a measuring cup, and a time limit is set. The team that produces the most cum is declared the winner. The winning team gets both containers of cum while the losers get fucked by the winners. We were given twenty minutes to produce as much cum as we could by whatever means necessary. As soon as we started, Chad immediately went down on my cock, licking and tonguing it furiously, all the while fisting his own turgid shaft. I helped Sean get off by spit-lubing his rock-hard eight-inch rod as he jerked it. Sean had auburn hair that hung over his eyes slightly, and his boyish good looks attracted many boys. Sean, however, was fiercely committed and protective of his younger brother, Kenny. Kenny was the spitting image of his older brother, right down to the hair and the clothes; but for two years difference in age they could be twins. Some might consider Sean and Kenny's relationship as incestuous, which it was by technical definitions; however, we all felt that it was fantastic that two brothers could feel so much for one another. Lawrence, meanwhile, had started to cum already, shooting his load into the cup. Watching Lawrence stroke his cock with two hands until it shot off into the cup was a real turn on for me. His young chest heaved and his nipples grew erect. Sweat rolled off his trim young thighs and poured down his neck. I felt my balls on fire and quickly pushed Chad away. He understood ins-tantly and turned to take my place engulfing Sean's shaft. I dumped my load into our cum-cup, splashing loudly as it hit the sides of the container. I felt a hand massage my buns as Sean moved in beside me. He shot at least five seconds worth of hot mancream in a long steady stream. He kissed me firmly on the lips and we tongued each other as we fisted each other's dickmeats. As we shook off the ends of our swollen cocks and moved away from the cum-cup, Chad tossed off into the cup for the second time. Chad was a prolific young studhorse, eager to cum and always ready for a sexual work-out. Like Jaret, Chad was the last guy you'd think of as gay. He was popular with the girls -- very popular. No on ever stop-ped to consider why it was that Chad's relationships with girls never seemed to last very long...or why he had so many male friends. Tall and slim, with dark eyes and hair, Chad had a tan-ned, almost bronzed complexion. A member of the water polo and boy's swim teams, Chad had a beautiful body. His cock was seven inches of hard male flesh sprouting from a mass of wiry black cock hair that obscured his tasty, golf ball-sized testicles. Chad's cock was built for sex, long and straight and stiff, and he was working up his third load for us while he licked Lawr-ence's hard shaft. Chad was determined to outdo his boyfriend, David. Meanwhile, Kenny Mitchell let out a gasp and a moan as he blasted off into his team's cup for the second time. David was the next to shoot his load. Lust-crazed and cum-thirsty, the brown- haired 16-year-old thrust his blood-engorged penis through both hands and watched wild-eyed as his pounding shaft spat rope after rope of thick, creamy cum into the cup. Watching Dave shoot off into his team's cup was very stimulating. I'd known Dave for a while and we were great friends, but it was only rec-ently that I found out he was gay. Both of his parents were min-isters, and Dave was always such a "good boy". But now, seeing him in the throes of orgasm, his erection ragingly hard and very obviously aroused, I couldn't help but see how "good" my friend Dave really was. By this time, Sean and I had fisted each other to ejaculation and Chad was cumming again too. Chad grabbed his cock with one hand and twisted his nuts with the other, urging his balls to yield more juice. Lawrence wrapped his tongue around Chad's fuckpole at the last minute, causing Chad's cock to send an even bigger load of cum into our cup. Sean and I locked our tongues around the head of Lawrence's cockhead and licked his shaft toge-ther, up and down the hot stiff prick until it was liberally coated with our spit. The incredible sensation of two tongues caressing his ample fuckshaft was too much for the dark-haired 16 year-old stud and he soon let loose with a barrage of cumjuice that splattered wetly into the cup on the table below. The time was ticking down, it was nearly time to call it over. On the other team, Mark was shooting off for the fourth time. Chad and Sean were sixty-nining in an effort to coax one last load of cumcream from each other's aching testicles. I knew I could cream myself at least once more, and I was determined to do so. I hadn't fucked Mark's ass in a while, and I was looking forward to it -- if we could win. I wanted him, badly. I wanted to fuck Mark's ass raw with my stiff throbbing fuckstick; I could almost feel my aching shaft invading Mark's tight-as-a-virgin asshole. I wanted to ram it into him, slam it into him, hard and fast. Mark liked it hard. When we were in the mood for rough sex, we didn't use a lot of lube; we'd just spit on the shaft a couple of times then ram that long hard rod into that tender ass-hole. Mark and I were about the same build, so it was always an arousing struggle to hold him down while I fucked him. It made him scream with pleasure as I rammed it into him, rammed it into him hard. Yeah, I wanted it bad. I felt myself beginning to orgasm and I lept to the cup and unleashed an immense amount of cumcream into the cup. Sean and Chad also managed to cum, but not as much as me. Lawrence was all fucked out, and his dick was softening already. We only had a couple of seconds left anyways. When the time was up, Mitch and Jaret inspected our container while Greg and Andrew inspected theirs. After what felt like hours of suspenseful waiting, Mitch and Jaret declared our team the winners, but by a close margin. Chad and I shared an embrace of relief and I felt his lips on my body as he worked a hickey onto my chest. His lips and tongue felt good on my chest and I sighed as I ran my hands through his hair. I looked over at Mark, who sat on the couch with Andrew, caressing Andrew's thighs. Greg was behind Mark, giving him a very sexy backrub. "Enjoy it Mark...your ass is mine!" I said as he took And- rew's dick in his hand. "Yeah, I know...take it easy, huh?" I just grinned and stroked Chad's neck and back, anticipating the moment that I would drive my cockshaft into Mark's gut. I wanted Mark. And I was going to have him. Hard.