Date: Sun, 7 May 2006 21:26:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeremy Gress <jeremykg06@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lessons learned

Lessons Learned
Or
Fun with Rod and Ellie
Jeremy G
jeremykg@yahoo.com (love to hear you opinions)


It was just a normal boring Saturday night.  My mom was out visiting,
meaning she was out at the local clubs, looking for a man to make her life
whole again.  My sister had her current boyfriend over and just watching
TV, I'm sure it was Mad TV.  That was the new hot show at the time, at
least for my sister and her friends.  I was heading for bed, taking my bath
and just being alone.

I was 11 years old, just barely hitting puberty.  I had probably 5 hairs
above my dick and I was getting more and more boners through out the day.
I didn't really have a father around and my knowledge of puberty and
maturing included the thought that when you got old enough, your dick
stayed hard all the time.  Mine was doing pretty good lately!  I got that
idea because it seemed like every time I saw an adult or an older boy
naked, they had a boner.  From the last time I had remembered seeing my
father naked (and just about the last time I saw him at all), he had a
boner as he rushed to slam bedroom door in my face.  I saw the older
brother of my friend naked in the shower when I slept over and he had a
boner.  And when the boy two houses down had a campout in his back yard,
all three boys had boners when I peeked through the fence.  It just seemed
like every man I ever saw naked had a boner.

That night, I was on my way to having one myself.  I may not have
completely understood the mechanics of erections and puberty, but I knew
what felt good.  Being naked, in the tub, with full access to my balls and
dick was sure good.  I could stay in the bathtub and play with myself long
after my fingers and balls had wrinkled up.  My stay in the tub would drive
my sister, Ellie, crazy at times.  We shared the bathroom between our rooms
and sometimes I would just stay in there too long.  She would complain
about me and cuss me out when she needed to use the bathroom.  Even though
there was one other bathroom in house, she never liked using my mother's.
We worked out a little compromise when I wanted to stay in the tub and
continue to get clean.  I would roll over on my belly, with my naked butt
poking out of the water, and keep my face down, she would run in and squat
on the toilet and do her business.  A short little wall separated the tub
and the toilet, she could see me over the top but I had no vision of her.

It was fine for her to see my butt.  We even ran around the house in
underwear, but we were shy to show each other anything else.  She even just
wore panties without a top or bra for years.  She started wearing a bra
about two years earlier, and that was probably a year after she could have
used one.  She had tits worthy of a bra starting at about the same age that
I started puberty, about 3 years before.

This night, I was laying back in the tub, the water up over my face, just
my nose was out to let me breathe.  Well, my dick was above water as well.
I know it's a little gross but back then I would love to lay back in the
water like that and let the water get completely still.  I would close my
eyes and get completely relaxed and then piss, letting the piss shoot up
and land back in the water and on me.  I had finished and was fingering my
dick to get it up to all its 4 inch glory.  With my eyes closed, my ears
underwater, my senses were concentrated on my dick exposed above the water.
I could stay that way until the water cooled too much.

I felt a presence.  I opened my eyes and there standing over the tub was
Ellie and her boyfriend.  They burst into laughter as I flopped around in
the tub.  Half my body was in motion trying to get out of the tub and run
away, while the other half was just trying to twist around and hide by
hugging the bottom of the tub.  All that did was give them more to laugh
at.  It also ignited a flurry of cussing, I used every word I knew and
called them every derogatory thing I could think of.  They were as amused
by me doing that as they were watching me piss and play with myself.

No matter what I called them, no matter if I ordered or begged them to
leave, they weren't going anywhere.  They started to calm me down and even
coerce me out of the tub.  Rod was my sister's boyfriend.  He was tall and
blond.  He was probably the tallest 14 year old in town but was probably
the goofiest one as well.  My mother liked the boy but hated having him in
the house, he was sure to knock something over or step on something and
crush it.  And he chose some of the worst hairstyles, that day he had
spiked it all on top.  He used enough gel to make it impenetrable to a
Force 4 hurricane.  The worst thing about him was his love for the
Steelers.  Anything from Pittsburgh was not welcome around here.  He was
wearing his Steelers Superbowl T-shirt, and the fuckerheads lost the game a
couple of weeks before to the Cowboys.

Rod convinced me that they were not going to leave until I got out of the
tub.  Rod and Ellie used the threat of telling everyone that I was pissing
in the tub to get me to cooperate.  Ellie was just really repeating
everything that Rod was saying but I could tell she was interested and
enjoying herself too.  I rolled over and with all the embarrassment and
being in the water, my dick was just about as small as it ever got at that
age.  It was just beyond a little nub.  I'm cut so at least it didn't look
like a wad a skin there.  I wasn't ever very big but really wasn't a small
little guy, I never did have a lot of girth.  When they saw my condition,
my sister laughed and held her hand over her mouth.  Rod was staring at my
dick and saying some stupid shit about how small and shrunk up it was.  He
said he thought I had a little more equipment than that since I had hair in
my pits.

I told him that it was normally bigger.  It was just the water and them
screwing with me that made it small.  Between him taunting me to get it big
and hard and my desire to show that I was not as small, my shyness was all
but gone.  I knew if I shook it out, my dick would at least get back to
normal.  Rod was also telling me to get it hard.  I shook it and
concentrated enough to get my boner to return.  I was still mad but I was
making sure they saw that I had plenty of dick.  My sister even made a few
comments like she was proud of her family member being able to represent
her so well.  When she said that, I started to really like the idea that
she was seeing me like that.

All the ideas I had of hiding myself, or running away just disappeared.  No
one had ever seen me this naked in years.  I at least had my underwear
pulled down when my doctor would check me out.  I don't know why but I felt
like I had been challenged to show my body and I was going to do it with
bravado.  I was further fired up when I saw myself in the mirror.  It was
probably the very first time I ever felt like I was doing something sexy.
Seeing myself naked with these two, gave me a thrill.

Rod pulled me by the arm closer to him.  He bent down and looked at my dick
closely.  He congratulated me on my "public hair".  He called them public
hairs for years after that too.  He pointed out that it would be very soon
that I would have hair all over the top of my dick and even along the
sides.  When he said that, his finger brushed along the crease where my
balls and leg came together, I felt a huge surge run through me.  My dick
responded by getting even stiffer and started to move up and down with the
beat of my heart.  They laughed when I jerked backwards in reaction to his
touch.  That set off a few more touches, Rod flicked my dick like a little
punching bag and encouraging Ellie to get in a touch or two.

Rod went on to point out to my sister some things he understood about the
male anatomy.  It was some simple things.  He grabbed my naked butt, a full
grip on one of my buns and held me firm while pointed out to my sister a
good spot.  He put his finger on the underside of the tip of my dick and
told her "That is a very very good spot.  You need to remember that spot."

My sister looked closer, like she was trying pick out a button or knob to
remember.  She asked where exactly and Rod clarified it by flicking his
fingertip right on the little stretch of skin under my dick.  I had never
felt anything that good and I probably would have collapsed if he wasn't
holding me up by the butt.  My hearing went out, my vision narrowed and all
I could feel was his fingertip stimulating me.  I was disappointed when he
quit to point out something else.  But he did keep his hand on my butt and
he squeezed and massaged it.  He pulled my bun so that I could feel cool
air hit my butt hole.  I had to put my hand on his arm to steady myself.
He smiled at me as I hung on to him.

He asked me if I jacked off.  I knew the words but I honestly didn't know
the difference between jacking off and fucking, or that sucking dick was
the same as a blowjob.  I thought it depended on which way the air went.  I
was reluctant to admit that I didn't know what he was talking about and he
thought I was reluctant to admit I actually jack off.  My sister came to my
rescue by saying that she didn't think I'd ever jacked off.  Then Rod
decided I needed to feel something really good.  He pulled me into Ellie's
room, keeping his hand on my butt most of the way.

It felt very strange to be in a girl's room naked.  It was like it was not
even part of my own house.  It was barely separated from my room and
connected by the bathroom, but it was like a world away.  Ellie kept her
door to the bathroom closed all the time, mine was only closed when she
closed it to do her stuff.  It was cold in February but her room was
normally warm, I was starting to shake, not all of it from being naked in
the cold.

Rod told us to wait just a second and he went to the other room to get
something.  Ellie leaned over and told me, "Get him to show us his dick,
please."  I had to get her to repeat it so I could comprehend it.  I did
agree to the challenge and then she told me, "You look really good like
that, I mean naked and all."  I thought that was such a huge compliment,
and also kept wondering what she meant by "...and all.".  Did she mean with
a boner?

That one little compliment won me over.  I was going to do anything she
wanted.  Besides, right then and there, the only thing thinking in my body
was the tip of my 4 incher and it was all in for what ever excitement lay
ahead.  I was trembling and my mouth was dry, my eyes were darting around
the room, and every bit of blood was trying to pump into my dick.

Rod came back in, he was smiling so big, even when he tripped over a pile
of books and jackets.  He sat on the bed and pulled me in front of him.  He
wrapped fingers around my dick and I felt a wave of electricity flow
through me.  His fingers felt both red hot and tingling cold.  Rod told me
that my dick was absolutely hard, that it couldn't get any harder.  I
thought it was going to burst.  He asked me again about jacking off and he
said he couldn't believe that I could have a dick that hard and not ever
jacked off.  He began to stroke my dick.  I had to take a step back to keep
my balance.  Even when he grabbed my butt again, I wasn't all that stable
with the way he was jerking me around.

At one time, he put one hand on each bun and when he heard me moan, he left
his hands there.  He pulled them apart and pressed them together.  I felt
my hole open and close.  I hand my hands on his shoulders and gripping
tightly.  The more he massaged my butt, the tighter I gripped his
shoulders.  Before I knew it, I felt my dick pressing into his chest and my
legs were mashing between his legs. Rod's face was on my chest and I felt
his hot breath on my naked body.  That spiky, gelled hair was hitting me in
the face and just added to the sensory overload.

Rod told me to turn around so he could really show me how to do it.  My
sister sat right next to him.  He pulled me against him and reached around
and grabbed my dick.  At first, he stroked my dick a little but also played
with my balls.  He was gentle as he felt the size of each and pulled on my
sack.  He worried me a little bit when he pulled on my pubes, I sure didn't
want him to pull even one of them out.  It was a strange but feeling as he
played with them.  Finally, he started stroking me for real.  He started
talking, apparently trying to teach me how boys jack off.  I didn't really
care what he was saying, I was just too into the feeling that was flowing
through me.

I was leaning hard into him.  My butt was pressing into his crotch, I
recognized his hard boner against my butt.  I instinctively pressed back
against his boner and his words and breathing reflected the pleasure he was
feeling.  He arched his neck over my shoulder so that he could see my dick.
He commented about how my dick head was getting red already.  He promised
that it was going to be the best thing I ever felt.

I had no idea where I was heading but it was the cum building as I was
nearing my first orgasm.  I was squirming and trying to get a foot hold on
the carpet.  My arms were flaying around and I was grabbing anything I
could to squeeze.  I heard my sister telling Rod not to hurt me.  I then
felt her hand rub the inside of my leg.

Rod stopped and asked me if I was hurting.  I told him no but that I wasn't
sure what I was feeling.  He said he would give me a minute but the best
part was still coming.  I felt almost like I had to piss, thought I wanted
to just fall on the floor while at the same time, I wanted to run hard
against the wall.

Rod kept one hand on my hip and was using me to rub against his boner
inside his jeans.  He told my sister to feel my dick.  When Ellie touched
me, I jumped, I swear I was off the ground for several minutes.  She said
my skin was so soft but it was so hard underneath.  Rod took her hand and
ran her fingers under the head of my dick, on that spot that he said was so
good. I felt my dick flinch and my sister said it was wet.  Rod felt the
tip of my dick and said he hoped that wasn't all.  When he smelled his
fingers, he decided it was a good thing, that it was just "prickem".  Most
people would call it precum.

Rod moved Ellie's hand to my balls.  He told her to feel how they were
hanging and wanted her to keep them there and watch how they disappear when
I got to the really good part.  That did get my attention, no matter how
good it got, I didn't want my balls to disappear!  And neither did Ellie.
She told Rod not to do it if my balls disappeared.  He explained that they
didn't disappear, that they just sucked up inside of me.

As Rod explained to me that it might feel like I was going to have to piss
but I wouldn't.  He said that it would make me feel like something was
going to happen and that I should hold it as long as I could but then just
let it go.  Whatever he was talking about didn't really matter, I just
wanted somebody to pull on my dick.  Rod reached into his jeans and
rearranged his dick.  I could still very much feel it pressing into my butt
as he started stroking me again.

Ellie kept one hand on my balls, and she rubbed my legs as if to console
me.  Rod stroked me and rubbed my butt on his dick.  I was quickly building
up to an orgasm.  I was squirming even more.  I felt my feet get lifted off
the floor.  I felt something that I thought I was holding on to.  I threw
my head back.  My voice was high and squeaky.  I was speaking in tongues.
My body tensed up, my sister said my balls were gone, and then I felt the
biggest explosion that I could have ever imagined.  I felt cum squirting
out of me, wave after wave.  I don't know how I was suspended but my legs
were up in the air and my chest was thrusting forward.

I saw stars and my ears were buzzing.  I made a sound like the Toolman on
my favorite TV show at the time, Home Improvements. And it felt like every
bit of energy had just been zapped out of my body.  I felt very naked and
small but in a wonderful way.  My heart was pounding, my mouth was so dry
it was hard to swallow.  I just wanted to fall into a pile of pillows and
hold still for a while.  I kept jerking each and every time Rod's fingers
would touch the tip of my dick.  Rod called me Little Man and told me how
good I did.

I collapsed against Rod as I heard Ellie talk about the cum on her hand,
and carpet.  Rod lifted me into bed and I listened and watched as they
talked about the cum.  They both smelled it, fingered it, neither wanted to
taste it.  I didn't even see my very first cum.  Rod was rubbing his dick
and very horny.  Ellie was rubbing my back and even let her hand slip down
to my butt as she asked me if I was alright.  I smiled and told her I was.
She asked me if it felt good.  I kept telling her that it was great, really
great.  I really loved the touch of her hand on my naked body and I was
wishing she would keep it on my butt.

It was really just a few minutes but it felt like a long time before I was
able to move.  Rod was still explaining how cum is made.  He lifted my leg
and pointed to my balls and then touched behind my balls.  He was showing
where my "prosthesis gland" was.  I wanted him to show us on him.  My
sister was smiling at me as I begged and demanded that he show us his
stuff.  I really wanted to see his dick and balls but mostly I wanted to
see his body react like mine, I wanted to see him orgasm.

I leaned up on an elbow, my other hand was back on my boner.  Ellie and I
watched as Rod kicked off his shoes and pull his jeans off.  He paused as
he stood there with his tighty-whities tented out.  It was like he was
about to unveil some new piece of artwork.  I was getting a little pissed,
here I was completely naked, they had seen me piss on myself in the tub,
seen and felt my biggest and hardest boner, and seen me lose all control
when I orgasmed, and now Rod was embarrassed that we were going to see his
dick!  It wasn't all that long but I was so anxious now.  He bent over,
taking his underwear with him.  When he stood back up, there popped out a
thin, pink, curved boner of 6 inches.  He had a good bush of pubes, very
light blond.  I wanted to look at it closely, to actually look at a full
sized dick.  My sister was still, she sat there and looked, she covered her
mouth and didn't blink.

Rod turned sideways to show off.  He pulled his dick down and we watched it
spring back up.  He grabbed a handful of balls.  He moved his fingertips
slide along the length of his dick.  His dick curved in a big arch to the
left and pointed up a little.  There were hairs growing out of his ball
sack, I never knew they grew out of there.  He was shaking it around and
showing it off.

Ellie finally moved. She reached over and touched that spot under his dick
head and asked him if that was the spot.  Actually, she didn't even have
ask, he about collapsed as soon as her fingers touch his flesh.  He let her
feel his balls and dick, her hands slid all over his stuff.  He kept
talking as she quietly felt him up.  We could tell when she touched a good
spot, he quit talking.

Rod sat on the bed, with Ellie on one side and I sat up and leaned against
him on the other.  I had more than recovered and I was ready for more, no
matter what more was.  Rod explained that what just happened to me was an
orgasm and that is what happens when you jack off.  He said boys do it a
lot, they just had to.  Ellie asked him how much he did it.  Rod admitted
to doing it at least once a day, sometimes even more.  I was amazed that I
could be doing something that felt that good everyday.  I just wasn't sure
if I could stand it every day.  He said girls hardly ever do it.  I looked
at my sister, she just shrugged, I couldn't tell if she had ever done it.
Rod told us a couple of stories about how other boys had jacked off at
school or on the bus and a couple of other weird places.

My sister's hand went to Rod's dick and began stroking it.  She asked him
if his dick was curved like that because he jacked off so much.  She
thought he should alternate hands when he does it, or it might already be
too late.  I made a decision right then that I wanted my dick to be
straight out, so I would alternate hands or better yet, just jacked with
both hands.

Rod let her stroke him for a little bit but then insisted that he show me
how to stroke.  He wanted to make sure I knew how to do it so that I could
do myself later on.  I reached over, pressing my body against him and began
stroking him.  It took me awhile and with plenty of instruction, to get the
squeeze, the stroke and everything else just right.  He kept calling me
Little Man as he moaned and groaned about how good I was doing.  That name
would stay with me for years, not only from Rod but almost every guy who
ever had anything to do with my sister and even several boys in my class.

I could feel his dick stiffen even more, his dick head went from pink to
dark red.  He told us to watch out, that he was about to cum.  His hips
bounced up and down.  He bit his lip and made some of the weirdest faces.
His hands dug deep into the bed.  I was sure he was going to explode.  I
knew he was going to have a huge cum just based on the size of his balls
and mine.  He cussed, he whined, he grunted and then let loose.  Out flowed
hot white cum.  Not a shot when more than a half an inch beyond his dick
head and it flowed over my hand.  I was quick to wipe it off on the
underwear that he took off a few minutes before.

Rod grabbed my hand and wouldn't let me put it back on his dick.  He leaned
back on the bed and smiled.  He lay motionless and quiet for several
minutes.  I was ready for him do me again.  I never got soft during the
whole time.  He told me that I knew how to do it, and I should just do
myself.  I would have, but then he thought that Ellie should really try it
on me.  I was willing and she didn't resist at all.

I got in front of her and leaned back.  She wrapped an arm around me.  She
gently fingered my dick and balls.  It felt very different from Rod's hands
on me.  She played with me before I almost begged her to stroke me.  I was
very anxious to get to an orgasm and I thought I was close a few times.  I
was enjoying the feel of both her hands.  One stayed on my dick, the other
went from my balls to my nipples and every where in between.

I got that feeling that I was really close.  I told my sister that I was
close and also told her that I wanted to see it.  She automatically sped up
as I got close and I whined and grunted as I filled her hand with cum.  It
felt as good but I didn't collapse that time.  It took me a few seconds to
catch my breath and recover.  Then Ellie and I explored my cum.  I put my
fingers in it.  I felt how slick it was.  It had a smell that reminded me
of something.  I really liked the smell.  Ellie wanted to go wash it off.
Instead, I handed her Rod's underwear.  She used the dry part, away from
where I wiped his cum.

I had to piss, the cum that was in my dick was starting to burn and itch.
I went in the bathroom and closed the door behind me.  I thought it was
strange that I did that.  I had been naked with my sister just before, even
shot cum in her hand but I had to close the door to piss.  I even went back
in and sat naked next to her.

Rod was asleep on the bed.  His dick had gotten soft and floppy.  It shrunk
down to about 3 inches.  His big balls made his dick look smaller than
mine.  He looked a little silly, naked from the waist down, but still had
his socks on.  His arms were crossed in front of him, like he was hugging
himself.  And his mouth was wide open.  Neither Ellie or I could resist, I
crawled over the bed and put my dick in his open mouth.  He didn't suck
down on it but did close his mouth when my dick touched his tongue.

That would not be the last time my dick went into his mouth over the next
several years.

My sister and I sat and talked.  It didn't feel weird that I didn't have
anything on at all.  I got hard several times, it didn't seem to matter
what we were talking about, I would just pop a boner from time to time.
But when she told me how I could be fucking a lot of girls in my class, I
got a boner that would not go away.  She got me so excited as she described
how the girls would love it.  She had to fill in some of the finer points
of the mechanics of actually fucking for me to get the complete message but
I was putting it all together in my head.  I would find out years later
that she didn't know all the details either, I had to discover that on my
own.  Well, not on my own but without my sister's help.

It did get me excited again.  Ellie did volunteer to jack me again.  I told
her that she didn't have to but she told me that she was enjoying it.  She
liked the feel of it and really liked that I felt so good.  We moved into
the bathroom, we didn't want to wake up Rod.  She stroked me for a long
time.  She had to switch hands a couple of times.  We were facing the
mirror and we both loved watching ourselves.  It didn't even look real.  I
watched as my dick head would reappear on each down stroke.  When I saw my
balls bouncing with each stroke it made me realized how they felt doing
that.  I was really enjoying getting stroked when I felt the orgasm
building up. I really tried to hold it in but when I went to take another
breath, I lost it. I had about the same number of spasms but not nearly the
same about of cum.

By this time, my legs were getting weak and my dick was sore.  I was
thirsty and I felt like I could eat a dozen pb&j sandwiches.  I sat on my
sister's lap as she sat on the edge of the tub and she hugged me and rocked
me for awhile.  She told me that our mother would always let her hold me
and hug me after I had my bath when I was a baby.

We got talking about girls again.  She was trying to explain some girl
parts to me when she offered to show me her tits.  I agreed, even though
tits were not a great priority of mine then.  Her tits did look a whole lot
bigger than I thought they were.  Her nipples were dark and small but they
sure were pointing out.  I'm sure she would have let me feel them but I
didn't try to.

I asked her if she had public hair on her.  She let me see.  She pulled her
jeans off.  She was wearing pink panties and the front of them was dark and
wet.  At that time, I thought it was from me leaning on her or even sitting
on her.  But even though they got me right out of the tub without drying
off, I was dry by the time we came into contact.  I realized later that she
was just wet with excitement.

When she pulled down her panties, I saw a big bush of brown hair.  She and
I had the same colored hair.  She told me I would probably look like that
in a couple of years.  It was late, a lot of my blood had spent a lot of
time out of my brain, I was dazed, and the first thought after she said
that was that my dick would fall off and that I would have a bushy hairy
pussy like her.  It took a few seconds to realize that I would soon be
getting a patch of pubes over my dick.  She let me touch the pubes, it was
a much different feel than other hair.  I liked it though.

She sat on the sink counter and spread her legs.  I could see her pussy.
Now that was much different than what I was thinking.  My vision of a pussy
was just another butthole, at least in the way it was supposed to look.  It
was a whole lot more complicated than that.  I know she explained a few
things about it but I couldn't tell you what she said five minutes later.
She did ask me if I wanted to touch it but I passed on that.  I probably
should have touched it but right then, it was enough just to look.

I started to shake.  She asked me if I was cold.  It might have been from
looking at naked pussy but I told her that I was starving, and I was.  She
pulled her panties on, held her arms over her tits and looked in at Rod.
He had moved under the covers in her bed and was sound asleep.  It was
late, our mother was probably not coming home if she wasn't already home.
It would be safe for us to go into the kitchen and fix something to eat.

I stayed naked and she stayed in just panties as we made pb&j and I sucked
down most of the jug of milk.  I was so thirsty that I could have had twice
the milk.  We sat and ate.  We talked about how cool it was to walk around
the kitchen naked.  When we both had food, and feeling good, we talked more
about what happened.  Ellie told me that I really did look so handsome
naked.  Not only did she think my dick was perfect looking, she thought my
body was great.  I stood in front of her and let her hands drift all over
me.  She did pay a lot of attention to my butt, she liked the curve of my
buns.  She didn't really go too close to my hole but it still excited me
enough that I popped another boner.

Ellie asked me if I wanted her to jack me off again.  I said I really did
but my dick was sore and it might hurt to do it again.  She looked at it
closely.  She handled it very gently but she saw a few raw places on it.
We went to my room.  She got some lotion from the bathroom and while I laid
on my bed, she rubbed the lotion into my dick.  If I had been able to stay
awake, I probably would have orgasmed again.

The next thing I knew, I was waking up in the morning and I felt something
very warm and soft on my back.  I reached back and felt a butt wrapped in
panties.  It took a few seconds to realize that it was Ellie and that we
were sleeping in my bed.  I couldn't go back to sleep.  Mostly because I
had to piss so bad.  I did have a hard boner.  I finally had to get up and
piss.  I stared down at my boner and tried to talk it into softening enough
to get started.  It looked so different than the morning before.  My own
dick looked like it was older, and I swear I had several more hairs.

I finally pissed.  I looked in Ellie's room and saw Rod still passed out in
her bed.  I looked at myself in the mirror and it was a little shock to see
me completely naked.  Strange I know, but it was like I had been naked for
so long that I forgot about it.  I also realized that I never combed my
hair after getting out of the tub and it looked like I had been out in the
wild for days.  Naked and wild!

I went back to bed.  Ellie was just awake enough that she pulled me back to
her.  Her hand went up and down my body.  She found and played with my
pubes.  My boner had returned almost the second she pulled me to her.  Her
fingers toyed with my boner.  Little by little her hand grabbed my dick
completely.  I stayed almost motionless as she started stroking me.  It did
feel good to have her almost naked body pressed up against mine and her
hand working my dick.  The closer I got to orgasm, the more my hips were
rocking.  She could tell I was getting close. She whispered in my ear and
asked me if I wanted to cum in my bed.  There wasn't anyway that I was
going to quit and I was all for shooting as soon as possible.  That orgasm
would be the first in a very long unbroken series of jacking off or getting
jacked off the very first thing in the morning.  I moaned and whined when I
exploded and then fell back and enjoyed the release.

Ellie let me lay there for a while and she continued to play with my dick
and balls.  She finally had to get up herself to piss.  I got up with her.
I went to check my mom's room and she never came home that night, not that
unusual for a Sunday morning.  I went back into Ellie's room when I heard
the toilet flush.  We both went over to look at Rod sleeping.  I picked up
his underwear and I was surprised to feel the stiffness of the dried cum.
I put it on the bed beside him.  Ellie put her robe on and woke his butt
up.  He sure didn't want to move but she got him up.  I sat on a chair and
watched him roll over, look around and realize where he was, then realized
he had no pants or underwear on.  He did stumble to the bathroom, carrying
his underwear with him.  He leaned over the toilet and tried to piss.  I
know it was hard for him to get it started but after that, I never let
Ellie give me a hard time for my aim at the toilet.

He came out wearing the cummy underwear and saying good morning.  I left
when Ellie nodded me towards the door.  I went into the kitchen and started
enough microwave sausage biscuits for all of us.  They came out after a few
minutes.  Rod laughed at seeing me still running around naked.  He still
called me Little Man and asked if we were cool.  After we ate, he talked to
me in private.  He said it was all just between us, no one else ever needed
to know.  I think it was more about him worrying that I would tell somebody
more than it was trying to tell me that he would not tell anyone.  He did
offer to teach me a few more things in the future.  I took him up on that
in the months to come.

Ellie seemed to have a strong desire to make me feel good.  Right after
that first time, only a few days would go by before she was helping me get
off.  And for a long time, I woke up on Sunday mornings with her jacking me
off.  And there were a few more moments of creative discovery with and
others.

As far as that day, I stayed running around naked until about 4 in the
afternoon, just because I could.  We heard our mother pull into the
driveway and I scrambled into my underwear.  Later that evening, when our
mother went out to get more milk, she thought we should have more than we
did, Ellie and I lined up in front of the mirror in the bathroom for one
more jacking that day.  It was a good and shooting cum too.

Finally, that next morning, I jacked off all by myself.  It was a weird
feeling but there was a sense of satisfaction.  It may have not been that
worthy but I floated around school all day glowing with the feeling of
something special.  I looked at other boys and tried to imagine if any of
them knew what I knew.  I also could barely wait until I got home to do it
again.  And then again in the bathtub when I washed up.  I quit pissing in
the tub and replaced it with a much more satisfying practice.

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