I was a pretty average kid, mostly, at first. I played ball with the other boys who lived nearby, and video games and online games with friends from school. Some came over or I went over to their places on weekend sleepovers. As I got a bit older, I stopped playing sports as much and got more into science, science-fiction, and fantasy. Some of us got into online Dungeons And Dragons and some other role-playing online games, so we became closer. I had less sports oriented friends and more dork friends the older I got.

Kyler and Scott lived a few blocks away, and almost next to each other, and were in the same grade as me. They had been best friends for as long as I knew them, and we all become close friends as we got older. Yeah, they were a bit dorky and nerdy too. When we were twelve, Kyler and I showed each other our dicks. He was bragging about how big his was now, and since mine was growing I was willing to show off mine. Pretty much the next weekend, Scott was over, and he wanted to show his off, so we showed each other too. It was kind of strange that they both wanted to show off their dicks at almost the same time, but I figured it was the fact that we were all getting so close to puberty and such. They both always asked I never let on to anyone else, and keep it totally secret. Well, duh. It was more a scientific exploration than anything else -  boys who liked science and were curious.

Well, after that, we sort of kept showing each other every once in a while, making measurements and comparisons, just the one of them at a time. A little while later, Kyle claimed he could squirt some sperm. I was almost desperate to see that, but I couldn't work up the guts to ask. After he turned thirteen, Kyle proudly showed off his first pubes. Neat. I got mine a few months later, and then Scott. And then I began squirting too. Scott told me he started squirting maybe a month after I told him I was. I couldn't work up the guts to ask him either. Man, I so badly wanted to see them both beat off in front of me! My fantasies were filled with that idea.

Kyle turned fourteen, and just after his birthday, he was staying over one Saturday night. It was really late, and he wanted to compare dicks. So I got the ruler and we dropped our pants.

Kyle was the oldest, and the most developed, so it was no surprise he was the biggest. It was just over five inches now, and had this really plump kind of head on it. Mine was more like the average kind, with a kind of cone head with turned up edges - barely four inches. His was more blunt, rounded off on the end, with smoothly rounded edges and a big slit in the end that was almost all on top instead of on the very end. He had more loose skin that almost hid the tip when it wasn't hard, almost as if it wasn't circumcised, while mine had no extra skin at all if it was even a little hard. His was bent a little upward toward the end, and fairly slim. Brown skinned, slightly pinkish hue mixed into that lighter brown shade on the head.  Mine was pretty straight and fairly average thickness. My balls were slightly bigger than his and hung down some in a nicely textured sack, while his were smaller and his sack was slightly brown, smoother and tighter. He had more hair, which was black, while mine was a boring medium brown. He wasn't skinny, not exactly, but he had not an ounce of softness anywhere. Okay, he was sorta skinny. His ribs showed a little, but not as much as some guys' did. He wasn't bony and wiry, just lean and trim. But he had black hair that was slightly wavy, warm brown eyes, and his face was well made, with a slightly darkened complexion from his Hispanic grandparents. His lips were very red and slightly thin, and he had a nice firm jaw and nice cheekbones. His smile was wide and cute, with one slightly crooked front incisor.

So we went to my bathroom and dropped our pants. We were both already hard. Kyle always shoved his pants and underwear down just enough to get his balls in the clear. I always followed his lead and did the same. We stood facing each other and measured our dicks and balls. I had a straight ruler for our dick lengths, and a pair of micrometers for measuring the thickness of our dicks for their circumference and for measuring our nuts. His was 5.2 inches long, 4.1 inches around. Mine was 5 inches long and 4.3 inches around. Usually we put our stuff away after that, but today, Kyle said, "So, you wanna try something more?"

"More?" I asked, not having a clue what more we could try. Well, other than the things I imagined sometimes. I thought what we were doing was hugely fun, and I was getting a little worried about how much I liked doing it with them. I had started fantasizing about doing other things with them. A lot.

"You can really squirt some?" he asked.

"Sure." And I got a bit brave, and decided to go for it. "I know I can, but can you?"

He laughed at me, and said, "Let's see who cums the most."

He started jerking it off. Man, my stomach rolled over and my dick jerked in my hand.

"Okay!"

I knew I sounded way to happy about the idea, but I couldn't take it back now.

"Get two Petri dishes," he told me.

I said I was a bit of a science dork, right? So, yeah, I had some Petri dishes.

So we stood at the sink in the bathroom, jerking ourselves off, holding petri dishes in our other hands, giggling. It was so erotic! This was way more than mere curiosity as far as I was concerned. I wondered if it was to Kyle as well. I spent far more time watching the fat, bulgy head of Kyle's dick popping into and out of view in his fist than anything else. It was fascinating and a huge turn-on. I was starting to get embarrassed that I was going to shoot off so quickly, but I couldn't help it. It was the most sexually exciting thing I'd experienced, and my dick was going to off very soon.

This was fucking hot! Seeing his hand stroking his dick was a fantasy come true! And I loved how his balls bounced in their tight sack every time his fist came back and hit them. Even seeing his belly seemed extra hot now, though I'd seen it hundreds of times.

To my surprise, Kyle grunted, "Here it goes," and held the little dish beneath his dick, and slowly and carefully stroked it until a fat blob of splooge oozed out of that big slit and began to hang down. Man, that thing almost got as long as his dick before he squirted again, and this time several big drops shot out and into the dish, taking that long goober with it. Then he squirted again, fewer drops, and thinner. Then again, just a few drops, and then some more oozed out of that fat slit.

It was so cool! I could feel my balls tugging and my dick swelling, and knew I was going off big time.

"Okay," I grunted, my legs locking, "Here goes!"

A few little drops spit out, mostly hitting the dish, but a couple went over it. God, it felt good! Really strong! I felt my dick swell up more than usual. I held it still and pointed it down at the dish more, and a nice big squirt shot out and hit the bottom of the dish. It was almost side-to-side in the bottom, and nice and big! And it felt fucking great! I squirted a little more, then I squeezed a little bit more out.

It was really hard to tell who had made more. I got an a couple pipettes and a couple 10mL cylinders from my chemistry kit. Yup - total science dork. We both giggled tons as we sucked up our cum from the petri dishes and deposited it into the cylinders. Jokes were made about not sucking too hard. Damn, seeing his lips on that pipette, and his semen climbing into the tube, yeah, I didn't get a bit soft. I was wishing I'd had the guts to offer to do his too. Turns out Kyle made 1.8mL and I had made 1.5mL -  which was almost thirty percent more than average for me. Yeah, I had measured my ejaculate quite a few times by then.

"You did shoot further," he conceded, as we washed out the glassware.

As we cleaned the equipment, I wished I could drink his cum right out of that graduated cylinder, and suck on that pipette until I was certain it was clean. If only I could have thought of a way to do it.

I was still hard as we sat down and started playing a game. I couldn't get the sight of his dick in his fist and his balls out of my head. I went to the bathroom a little while later and beat off another good one. It might even have  been as good as the one with Kyle standing there next to me earlier. It sure felt that good. I was even sure I'd shot off a bit more.

At school on Monday, Scott asked to stay over on Saturday. I said sure. I would have asked Kyle if he wanted to, but if I was alone with Scott, then we could compare dicks and balls. Of course I worked hard on trying to scheme Scott into beating off together. I memorized everything Kyle had said to get me to, which hadn't been much. I planned on what to say if Scott said this, or if he said that, and so on and so on. I was desperate to get Scott to do it too. I was even pretty sure I could. He was as willing as Kyle to compare and measure, and talk about sex and jerking off and all that. I was confident he'd go for it if I led into the idea the right way.

I liked comparing and measuring with Kyle plenty, but I really liked doing it with Scott even more. Kyle was kind of cute, but Scott was totally hot. For a dork, anyway. Fuck that, he was totally hot! While Kyle was kind of skinny, Scott was kind of plump. Not fat at all, not even a little, just built more solid and sturdy. His dad's folks were from Sweden, and he took after that side of his family a hell of a lot - which should tell you quite a bit. His mom's heritage was mostly from Germany and Slovakia, which didn't water down his hunkiness at all. Kyle had almost no butt, but Scott had this amazing one! It was plump and round and full, and the few times I'd seen it bare in profile when we were comparing junk had made my heart race. It was probably the best butt in school. As far as I was concerned, it was the best ass anywhere.

Another reason I liked doing this with Scott more than with Kyle was that Scott dropped his pants all the way to his ankles, along with his underwear. That gave me a really good chance to see his luscious ass, not to mention those awesome legs.

So, Saturday night. The usual - games, a movie, some music, snacks, etcetera. I planned on bringing up the comparison and measurements right after the Rodan movie, about midnight. My folks went to bed about ten, and by eleven, when I went to the john, their lights were off. I sat down, hard as hell, and almost too impatient to wait to ask.

So, the movie ends, and just as I look over at Scott to ask if he wants to compare and measure, he says, "So, you wanna get the ruler?"

Damn! It was awesome he broached the subject, which he usually did anyway, but I had been ready to do it this time. Oh well, I thought, I still get to ask if he wants to try to see who cums the most and farthest.

Boy was I boned! It'd been hard far a while, and it was so ready now it tingled as I stood up. It was easy to see Scott was boned too. He had a nice package anyway. He usually wore pants that fit his crotch like a glove, and his ass like they were painted on. He was the hottest dork in school.

Like with Kyle, we went into the bathroom with the ruler. As I got the ruler from my desk, I glanced a the chemistry set, which I'd set out before he came over. It wasn't too unusual for it to be out anyway. My dick did a dance in my pants.

We stood in front of the sink, facing each other, and dropped our pants.