Finding My Place Among The Boys (In My Family)

Everyone is 18.Chapter 1: Reunion I always felt like a bit of an outsider. I was the youngest on both sides of my family, including cousins. So I looked up to them. The day I was finally invited to the cool kids’ basement felt like a turning point in my life. I’d always been on the fringes, watching from a distance as my older cousins and their friends laughed, joked, and did whatever it was they did down there. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but I knew it was a big deal. We were all eighteen, and it was time to elevate into the next phase.My heart raced as I descended the stairs, each step bringing me closer to a world I’d only ever imagined. The air smelled faintly of sweat and teen musk, a mix that somehow felt both intimidating and exhilarating.When I reached the bottom, I was greeted by a scene that made my stomach flip. I don't know what I really expected, but the visual of it finally being real felt surreal. The guys were sprawled out on the couches, their phones in hand, laughing at something on one of their screens. Greg, my cousin closest in age, waved me over with a grin.“About time you joined us,” he said, patting the spot next to him. I hesitated for a moment, feeling like an imposter, but then Sean nodded at me. He was my childhood confidante, who had loosely taught me how to jerk off . We shared the same dad, but didn't see each other much since they were rich enough to fuck off, and he was the guy I’d always looked up to.“Come on, man, sit down.”I took my place on the couch, my body tense with excitement. The energy in the room was electric, and I could feel it seeping into me. They were all so confident, so at ease with themselves, and I wanted that more than anything. As they started passing around their phones, showing off videos and pictures, I realized this wasn’t just about porn or girls. It was about bonding. It was about being one of the guys. And for the first time, I felt like I belonged.Greg leaned over and showed me a video on his phone, his arm brushing against mine. “Check this out,” he said, his tone casual. I glanced at the screen and felt my face heat up. It was explicit, more than anything I’d ever seen before. A girl was taking two dicks in her ass at the same time at some apparent college party. Instead of looking away, I found myself staring, my pulse quickening. The other guys noticed and started teasing me, but it wasn’t mean-spirited. It was like they were welcoming me into their world, testing me to see if I could handle it. And I wanted to.As the minutes passed, the atmosphere shifted. What started as a casual hangout turned into something more intense and intimate. Pants came off, giving way to the comfort of boxer briefs. The jokes became bolder, centered on dick size and ability to please a woman. The laughter grew louder, and the boundaries blurrier. I could feel the tension building, not just in the room but in me. My body was on fire, every nerve ending alive with anticipation.They started video chatting with some girls, and I saw my first pair of live titties. I was sheltered and had never done anything like this before, barely even seen anything pornographic. Like, literally some spicy instagram reels. The guys were laughing and teasing. Soon, porn was playing on the TV.One by one, they got quiet and pulled out their dicks casually, keeping a cool look on their face as they started jerking off. Apparently, this was completely normal for them. I froze for a moment, unsure of what to do, but the way they acted like it was no big deal made me feel like I could follow my instincts and follow suit. My hands still trembled slightly as I reached for my own pants, fumbling with the button before finally sliding them down. The cool air hit my skin, and I felt exposed in a way I never had before. But instead of shame, there was a strange sense of pride. I was doing this. I was stepping into their world, and they weren’t laughing at me.Greg glanced over at me, his hand moving steadily as he smirked. “Relax, man. It’s just us,” he said, his tone light but laced with something deeper. We locked eyes for a moment, and without words, I told him that I was down for anything. His words were a lifeline, grounding me in the moment. I glanced around the room, taking in the faces of the guys I’d always admired. Sean was leaning back on the couch, his expression calm but his eyes sharp, watching me with a mix of curiosity and approval. He had the biggest dick of anyone in the room, and I remember taking note of that, for whatever reason. The others were more animated, joking and teasing, but there was an undercurrent of camaraderie that made me feel safe.I wrapped my hand around myself, my heart pounding as I tried to match their rhythm. The room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing and occasional laughter, but mostly it was just the quiet intensity of what we were doing. I could feel their eyes on me, watching, waiting to see how I’d react. It was like a test, one I was desperate to pass. My face burned, but I didn’t want to back down. I wanted to prove that I belonged here, that I could handle whatever they threw at me.I couldn’t stop staring at the large dicks on the screen and then in their hands, feeling inadequate but also fascinated.Then, my mom knocked on the basement door, and we all froze. Greg shoved me toward the stairs, whispering, “Go answer her!” My heart was racing as I threw on my pants, walked up the stairs and opened the door just enough to peek out.—[]—“We’re just having fun,” I stammered, trying to sound casual. Mom gave me a suspicious look but said, “Don’t let them bully you,” before walking away.When I came back down, things had escalated. It wasn’t just jerking off anymore, it was also dick games. They were comparing sizes, daring each other to do things, and I couldn’t look away. Sean noticed me staring and smirked. “A mouth is a mouth,” he said, and suddenly all eyes were on me. They started calling me “Mouth,” and I felt a mix of embarrassment and excitement.Greg had the smallest dick among them. But it didn’t appear to affect his ego, and he was as rowdy as the rest of them. I sat next to him mostly, pawing at my junk, trying to keep up with their energy. They noticed my hesitation and started egging me on.“Come on, man, get fully naked. You’ll learn some self-confidence,” Sean said with a smirk.My face burned, but I wanted to do it. I stood up, fumbling with my clothes until I was completely bare. My boner was popping out into the air, and they all pointed and laughed. It wasn’t mean. It was like they were welcoming me into their world of rousing each other. I realized I was having a lot of fun with these guys, even if I didn’t really understand them yet.I sat back down, my naked thighs touching Greg’s, our sweat mingling in the humid basement air. The closeness gave me tingles, and I could feel the tension building between us.Greg leaned into me. “You’re doing good, kid,” he said, his hand brushing against my leg.Then, without warning, he pulled my head down to his crotch. My heart raced, but I didn’t resist. I instinctively licked off his pre-cum, the taste salty and unfamiliar but strangely intoxicating. I let half his dick rest in my mouth, absorbing the flavor of his skin and musk. All my fears were alleviated in that moment, replaced by a strange sense of calm and purpose. I bobbed up and down slightly, like it was a popsicle made of pure masculine energy. This is what it means to be one of them, I thought, my own arousal growing with every movement.My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat, a mix of excitement and nervous energy coursing through me like a live wire. I was internally thrilled, but my nerves were on fire, every inch of my body buzzing with anticipation. This wasn’t just about the physical act, it was about doing something with the boys that we all actually liked. These guys were the epitome of everything I wanted to be: confident, carefree, and unapologetically themselves. And now, they were letting me in.I could feel the power dynamic shifting, not in a way that made me feel small, but in a way that made me feel seen. I wasn’t just the kid on the sidelines anymore. I was here, in the thick of it, and I was holding my own.I envied Greg, Sean, and all of them, and wanted to absorb their aura. In my mind, everything I wanted in life, big cock, assertiveness, friends, it was all concentrated in their underwear. When the others noticed what I was doing for Greg, the comments started immediately. “Oh shit,” Sean shouted. The rest of the boys looked, and I felt my face turning red. But I liked what I was doing, even if Greg was holding my head with both hands and controlling me at this point. When he hit the back of my throat, he would hold it there. I could tell he liked it, and my own raging boner was leaking onto my thighs. Greg’s pubes were short, maybe trimmed, and when I felt them hit my nose, I felt like I had accomplished something worthwhile. Even in this submissive position being used like a toy, I felt like a man by osmosis, by association.Greg finished in my mouth, and he told me to swallow. I hesitated for a split second, the taste unfamiliar but not entirely unpleasant. Then, with a deep breath, I obeyed. The guys erupted into a mix of cheers and exaggerated gagging sounds, but their eyes were locked on me, hungry and eager, and their dicks were pointing at me.“Who’s next?” Sean called out. In an instant, they were all clamoring for their turn, pushing and shoving like kids fighting over the last piece of pizza.I got down on my knees, my heart pounding as I positioned myself in front of the next guy on the couch. Jared had a big cock, wet with pre-cum and teen sweat, throbbing with the anticipation of my mouth. My ass was exposed to the cool basement air, and before I could even process it, hands were on me. Gripping, squeezing, exploring. I gasped, but there was no time to think. Sean stepped forward, his presence commanding as always. He didn’t ask; he just took what he wanted. With spit and determination, he pushed into me, and I let out a sharp grunt, my body tensing against the intrusion, but leaning into it, telling him I wanted it.The pain was intense at first, a burning sensation that made my eyes water. But Sean didn’t stop. He grunted with pleasure, his hands gripping my hips as he moved. Slowly, the pain began to fade, replaced by a strange, tingling numbness that eventually morphed into tingling pleasure. Just as my body started to respond, my own arousal building despite the overwhelming sensations, Jared lost patience and pulled my mouth down onto him. These guys were relentless, roasting me like the girl on the screen, their words sharp but laced with a strange kind of affection. “Look at him go,” one of them laughed, and I couldn’t help but feel a twisted sense of pride.Picture an athletic nineteen-year-old squatting down, shoving his large, thick cock inside his younger counterpart, mercilessly pounding him while he sucked another large cock. That was the treatment I was getting. A salad of pale, white, sweaty skin slapping against each other, while the other horny boys slapped their dicks on their palms, waiting their turn to annihilate me. I was in heaven, never knowing this kind of pleasure even existed.When my neck muscles needed a break, my head went limp, and they solved this problem by laying me on my stomach on the couch. Sean didn't stop battering my poor hole, and Danny was quick to squat down to my face and use my mouth like a toy, playfully humping me and making himself feel good.Sean finished inside me with a shudder, and I think I felt him actually pulse inside me, through the numbness. I could feel the warmth spreading inside me, and for a moment, I just lay there, breathless and overwhelmed. But there was no time to recover. Just like I wanted, Greg was already pulling me up, his hands rough but eager.“My turn again,” he said with a grin, positioning himself behind me. This time, he took me in my ass, his smaller but no less insistent cock pushing into me with a force that made me gasp.The pain was sharp at first, but it quickly melted into that pleasant feeling I was getting used to. I leaned into it, and I found myself wanting it all. Greg’s hands gripped my hips, guiding me as he thrust harder, faster, until I felt like I was losing myself in the rhythm. Danny sat underneath me, but instead of pulling me onto his dick, he lifted his legs and pushed my face into his ass. I licked, like I felt like I was supposed to, and felt his sweaty hole quiver on my tongue. He pulled his dick downward and quickly jerked off onto my forehead, spreading it in with his cock.I was passed around like a bag of popcorn at the movies, each guy taking their turn with me. They kept calling me “Mouth,” the nickname sticking as they laughed and teased. But there was something almost affectionate in the way they said it, like it was a badge of honor.I didn’t mind. I was too caught up in the moment, too focused on the sensations coursing through my body. Every touch, every thrust, every whispered word of encouragement made me feel more alive than I ever had before.By the time it was over, I was a leaking puddle of sweat and jizz, my body trembling but my mind buzzing with a newfound confidence. I drifted off to sleep, and when I woke up, I had a blanket over me, and there was a pizza on the table. An action movie was playing on the TV, and it was 9pm. I had cum drying on my face and body, and hoped no one outside this room had seen me like that.Sean and Greg were sitting on either side of me, each wearing a pair of sweatpants. When Sean saw me awake, he smiled at me, and grabbed two pieces of pizza on a plate for me. I sat up, letting the blanket fall off me, and looking down at all the scratches and red spots on my body that I had earned, at my empty balls resting on the couch cushion between my thighs. I put a hand on Sean's leg, and he turned to me, his smile fading into a smirk. His bulge twitched.This had been the best day of my life, and I had a feeling it was only getting started.