Date: Sun, 28 May 2006 17:10:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeremy Gress <jeremykg06@yahoo.com>
Subject: Lessons learned 2

For several days that followed after Rod taught me how to jack off, I
practiced several times a day.  I would go to bed with the thought of
waking up in the morning with a boner and running into the bathroom to jack
off.  The boners I would get during the school day would just make me
anxious to get home and pull my pants off.  I think I did it at least four
times each day.

Privacy wasn't that big a deal.  My mother wasn't around that much and when
she was, she was far enough away in the house.  My sister enjoyed knowing
that I was jacking and even watched a couple of times while I jacked in the
bathtub.  I would love it when she would watch.  I wouldn't really watch
her, I would just close my eyes, lay back in the water and stroke.  Ellie
was always happy and interested that I felt good after I finished jacking.

All that week, I also tried to coerce several of my friends into learning
from me.  I was careful but not too skillful in the attempts.  It really
didn't dawn on me then that it was only my entrance into puberty that gave
me the ability to cum.  When Rod gave me the pleasure, I thought it was
like I had discovered a door to adulthood.  There were all those adult
things that kids couldn't do or weren't allowed to do.  You had to be so
old to drive, to drink, and to drink and drive, and all those other things.
I know we were told that you had to be so old to be able to have sex, I
just figured that jacking was just another milestone that adults kept to
themselves.

I tried several different ways to test the interest of my friends in
jacking off.  I knew that I could keep trying with several guys and
eventually get there.  I really didn't get any takers that week.  A couple
of guys knew what I was talking about but they expressed no interest or
knowledge in it at all.  One boy knew exactly what I was talking about.
His brothers had discovered it years ago and apparently practiced it about
as much as I was.  He thought it was disgusting and I heard how pissed he
was at his brothers for making his participate.  He really didn't want to
talk about it but I was able to some how get the conversation back on it
for several short comments through out the week.  He finally said something
about how he hadn't developed enough to do it.  I started to understand
then.

The closest I came that week was when I tried a technique of enticement of
walking out of the bathroom with a boner.  I got laughed at and there was
some interest by the other boy.  After some quick comments about being hard
and pubes, he told me to put it away.  Actually, about a year later, that
boy told me that if I had pushed it just a little more, he would have at
least grabbed my dick and probably played around more.

When Friday came again, my plan was to find Hector from down the street and
work an invitation to sleep over. I was going to work on Hector and see if
I could get him interested.  After I had learned a little more about the
need to mature, I made a point of looking for pubes.  I was able to spot
some wispy things above Hector's little dick.  I saw the pubes when Hector
and his little brother Humberto pissed in the alley.  Since neither one of
them was that shy about people seeing what they had, I thought he might be
a great target for plans.  And more than likely it would just be us three
boys.

I was out in the yard, messing around with the guys when Rod and Ellie came
home.  They had been at the gas station and picked up a couple of videos.
These were your normal videos, it was just we were about 60 miles from the
nearest Blockbuster or any other reputable video store.  The station did
and still does have a much wider variety of videos.  You could go behind a
bead curtain to get to some of the nastier ones.  The truckers that pulled
off the interstate sure kept that little room busy.

I decided my best chance of getting some one to join me jacking off was to
stay home and see if Rod was still interested.  It was a wise move.  We
found something to eat.  Visited with our mother as she came home to change
clothes.  She even ignored Rod's presence as she walked into the room while
still pulling on her dress and asked Ellie to zip her up.  Apparently Rod
could see more than I could, he commented on being able to see my mom's
nipples.  I'm not sure how he could, mom always wore one of those
industrial strength bra's.  It would shake the house when she let it drop
to the floor.  When several of them would be hanging near the washing
machine, it was like a paint ball course with all the barriers and covers.

When it got dark, we met at the couch.  In the past, I would have been
sitting and leaning on Ellie's side.  Tonight, I took the opposite side,
next to Rod.  As the movie started, we pulled a blanket over us and the
lights went out.  I stayed staring at the TV but I paid no attention to the
movie at all.  Rod's hand was on my leg.  He squeezed it and rubbed it a
little, it was all nice and safe.  We watched a James Bond movie that night
and there was plenty of loud explosions and enough scenes where you were in
suspense and quiet.

Rod's hand moved up my leg.  He would rub a little and each time he would
get closer to my balls.  His hand would barely touch my balls and then move
down my leg again.  When something blew up in the movie, Rod's hand went
tight up against my balls, his hand was even under my balls.  He might have
jerked unintentionally or may have taken advantage of me jumping to slide
his hand to such a good spot.  Rod's hand stayed there for a while.  It was
already hot there but his hand just really heated it up.  He would move his
fingers a little, it would massage the inside of my thigh and move my balls
around.  I was twisting my body a little with the intent of pushing my
boner close enough to feel Rod's hand.

All of a sudden, Ellie gets up.  I had almost forgotten she was on the
couch with us.  She went to the kitchen to go get cokes.  As she was coming
back, I could see her stop in the kitchen and put the cokes down.  I could
see her do the trick where she slides her bra off without taking off her
shirt.  She had done that so many times that I could tell what she was
doing just by seeing a little bit of her.  She came back and handed us the
cokes.  It made Rod take his hand off of me.  It did disappoint me.

Ellie didn't settle down right away.  I saw Rod put the hand he had on me
up under his nose.  I wondered if he was trying to see if his hand smelled
like anything.  When he did it a couple more times, I was sure he could
smell something.  And he seemed to really like it.

Ellie did finally come back and we all shifted around and got comfortable.
I ended up with me almost laying on Rod.  His hand was on my belly.  His
other hand was around Ellie's shoulder and was making its way to her tits.
As the movie went on, it didn't matter what was going on, Rod's hand was
doing some exploring.  As Rod's other hand rubbed on Ellie's tits, his hand
was also making the same movements on me.  I lost track was what was going
on the other side of him when he started to pinch my nipple.  I got very
still, held my breath, and I was getting a little worried.  I was at the
time in my development that if you squeezed my nipple, you could actually
make a little liquid come out.  It may have been milk but it was just clear
liquid.  I was worried about it up until the week earlier when Rod helped
me discover a much more exciting bodily fluid.  When Rod did pinch my
nipple, he did get a drop or two.  Rod just rubbed it between his fingers
and kept going. He rubbed it back into my nipple.

While I liked the attention to my nipple, the inside of my pants were
screaming.  I was trying to will Rod's hand in that direction.
Fortunately, the movie ended and I had to get up and swap the video.  It
was Rod's turn to pick that evening and I put in the last Die Hard movie.
I got back on the couch, got under the blanket, and put Rod's hand on my
belly.  Rod slowly rubbed my belly and moved down closer and closer to the
top of my jeans.  His fingers worked their way under the waist band of my
jeans and floated above my underwear waist band.  First, a fingertip when
under my underwear and it went deeper and deeper.  Rod's little finger
touched the tip of my dick and my whole body shook at the touch.  It was
just a brush of his finger across my hard rubber-like dick but it was like
he grabbed my entire body.

Rod didn't go much farther until he saw what I was going to do. I was just
waiting for more.  He pushed his hand as far as it would go but only
fingertips touched my dick.  I finally couldn't take it and I leaned up off
my butt and undid my jeans.  I pulled them down to about half way down my
legs.  Rod's hand slipped in my underwear and completely swallowed my dick
and balls.  He rolled my balls around, stroked my dick a little, played
with the piss hole, pulled on my pubes and just made me feel good.

He pulled his hand out, I leaned my head up and looked at him.  I was
scared that he might be done.  He put his hand to his nose and again and
rubbed it.  I was relieved when he put his hand back under the blanket and
began to push the front of my underwear down.  I helped him and it a second
my dick was free and pointing straight up.  His hand was all over my dick
and balls.

I moved my hand over to where his dick would be.  I hit my hand on Ellie's.
I wasn't going to fight for position.  I was happy without having to help
him out.  Rod started stroking me for real.  His thumb was on top of my
dick and he had two fingers underneath.  I was humping my hips a little, I
just couldn't help it.  The motion was to obvious and Ellie asked Rod two
times if he was jacking me.  He admitted it and asked her if she wanted to
see.

He pulled the blanket off and exposed my boner.  Ellie leaned up to watch
it better.  I was loving it.  It was almost as exciting to have her watch
as it was to actually being jacked off.  Ellie didn't take her hand off
Rod's dick.  She did ask him if he wanted her to do the same thing to him.
When he lifted his butt in the air to make his belt and zipper available,
she understood the answer.  She stood up and pulled his jeans and underwear
down and off.  She sat in front of him and got him all set.  While all that
was going on, Rod had a hold of my dick and not jacking.  He was hanging on
tight like he didn't want to drop me.

Ellie started stroking Rod and she was looking at his hand on my dick.  She
mimicked just about every move he made on me.  She matched it stroke for
stroke and even gave it a little twist when he did it to me.  I wasn't that
far away from shooting and I was laying back and enjoying it.  I heard a
sloshing sound that was coming from Rod's dick.  It was apparently his
precum in his dick.

I tried to tell Rod that I was about to shoot but he didn't slow down.  I
shot several times and he never slowed down.  I had to put both of my hands
on his hand to get him to stop.  His fingers stayed on my dick.  He about
squeezed all the blood out of it when he started to shoot.

I don't remember the end of the movie.  I don't remember them moving.  The
next thing I knew was waking up in the morning.  I was on the couch, my
jeans and underwear was down around my ankles, I was covered with the
blanket and had my pillow from my bed under my head.  And a morning boner
that needed attention.

After I jacked that morning, I just happened to smell my hand that I had on
my dick.  It did smell pretty strong.  To me, it was a good hot and sexy
smell.  I figured that was what Rod was enjoying. The night before.  Once I
had that smell in my nose, I thought I could smell it from all over me.
Normally, I wouldn't take a bath on the weekend.  Once I was out of school
on Friday, I wouldn't take a bath until Sunday night to be ready for school
the next day.  I was going out to hang with friends and figured it would be
better to smell sweet with soap than from cum.  I was in the tub getting
cleaned up when my mother came home.  She thought there was something very
wrong when she heard me in the bathtub.  She came through my room and into
the bathroom to check on me.  I did cover up a little and she didn't make
much eye contact, she was checking me out.  I did tell her I was alright,
but she still worried about why I wanted to be clean on a weekend.

I did what I normally did on a weekend, run around as much as possible.  I
played some touch football at the junior high field, and shot baskets at
the elementary school slab, I rode with the others to the Dairy Queen,
twice.  Once for lunch and once for a peanut buster bar.  By the end of the
day, I was sweaty and dirty.

I found dinner at a friend's house and was heading home after dark when I
waved to my mom as she was going out for the evening.  I stripped my shoes
and shorts off.  I got back on the couch and wanted to see Die Hard for
real.  I have yet to watch that movie completely.  I really liked the
others but this one just confused the fuck out of me.  It was just too
weird and too many things happened to be real.  About a half hour into it,
Rod and Ellie showed back up.  Ellie was in a bad mood and wanted to go
somewhere else but Rod wanted to come here.

I didn't try to cover up or grab my shorts.  But I also didn't expect much
at all. At least not right away.  Rod flopped down on the chair across from
me and asked me why I was watching the movie again.  I told him that I
didn't remember seeing it last night.  He looked at the TV and agreed that
he didn't remember that part.  Ellie came back and hand him a coke and
asked if he really wanted pizza.  We had one place in town and they would
deliver, if "John the Pizza Boy" decided to work that night.

Rod started kidding me about last night.  He said that when I fell asleep,
I was out of it for good.  He asked me if it helps to do "that" before I go
to bed.  I said something about how not too many times does somebody do
"that" to me to help me sleep.  He said he just meant jacking off.  I did
admit that I was doing it before I went to sleep.  I didn't tell him I did
it when waking up, when coming home from school, as well as going to sleep.
Then he got telling me that he usually jacks off in bed when he has trouble
going to sleep.  He told me that he would keep an old shirt or just some
rag close by so that he wouldn't mess up his sheets.  With my sister
sitting there, he told me how he would jack after some dates when he would
get hard and have to do something.  My sister was listening but she was a
little too mad to admit it.

Then he asked if he could show me something.  The stuff he showed me up to
this point was all good and had some very good benefits.  I was ready.  He
asked if I was hard.  I said no, but told him to watch.  I stood up, pulled
my underwear down and with just two or three flicks of my fingers, my dick
went from limp and hanging to straight out and hard as a rock.  My sister
gasped and covered her mouth as she watched my seemingly amazing
conversion.  She would ask me about that days later.  She never knew it
could happen like that.  I had to demonstrate that a few more times.  We
actually tried it more times than it worked, sometimes I was already hard
or was hard by the time I got my clothes off.  I did let her perform the
trick with her own fingers, she was very good at it too.

Rod didn't waste a lot of time that evening.  I suspect that he had it
planned and that is what pissed Ellie off in the first place.  He told me
to keep standing.  He slid over in front of me.  Since I had been out all
day running around and playing, I was dirty.  You could see the definite
line of dirty where my underwear stopped.  And you could also see that I
sure didn't wash my hands before I took a piss, as there were a couple of
smudges right on my dick.

Rod played with my dick a few seconds, looking at it closely, pinching it
and holding it at different angles.  Then he looked up at me and told me
that this was going to feel extremely good.  I had no idea that he was
about to suck my dick into his mouth.  He did it so quick that I felt his
tongue on my dick before I even knew it.  I screamed, Rod started to laugh,
Ellie yelled at Rod to not hurt me.  I had heard plenty of guys telling
somebody to suck their dicks, and heard of blow jobs but right then I
didn't believe anybody would actually do it.

I yelled again as Rod put his mouth back on my dick.  I could barely stand
still.  I was ready to fall back or just run.  I grabbed his head to keep
from falling.  Ellie stood up next to me and kept asking if I was alright.
I really couldn't tell her if I was, I couldn't make a coherent sentence to
save me.  I was shaking and my knees were giving out, my dick felt like it
was being hit with electricity, and my butt clenched so tight.  Ellie made
Rod stop.  It was actually a good thing, it let me take a breath.  They
argued a minute about whether it was hurting me before they actually asked
me what I thought.

I told them I did like it.  Rod had me take off my shirt and started on me
again.  I became aware that he also had his hand on my balls.  That would
have felt good by itself.  I did grab his head again and held on as my hips
humped his mouth.  He had me very close to shooting when he stopped a
couple of times to tell Ellie the finer points of what he was doing.  He
told her to cover her teeth so they don't rub on the dick.  He asked me if
I felt his teeth, I think I said no.  He said you didn't have to suck or
blow.

Rod told Ellie to try it.  As he was trying to convince her, I was able to
settle down.  Even though I was on the edge of shooting, that delay let me
calm down.  If I hadn't, I would have shot all in her mouth when she did
try it.  It was a much different feeling.  She didn't move her head back
and forth, but she was good with her tongue.  I looked at her attached to
my dick, and then up at Rod.  I really couldn't believe any of what was
going on.

Ellie didn't stay long on me.  She slipped off, wiped her chin as Rod asked
if she liked the taste.  She said it wasn't bad at all.  She said it tasted
like I smell, I guess that wasn't bad.

Then Rod went back on my dick.  He licked and sucked and bobbed his head.
His hand had my balls all wrapped up and I even felt one finger right on
the edge of my hole.  I started to slap his head to try to warn him that I
was going to shoot.  When he didn't move, I had no choice but to grab his
hair and pull him into me as tight as I could.  I could feel him swallowing
as I was shooting into his mouth.  Every muscle in my body tensed up as I
shot.  Rod kept at it after I was too sensitive for it.  I had spasm
through my body and then just slumped over on him.  I was able to pull my
dick out of his mouth. I fell back on the floor, my legs spread and knees
up.  I had a big smile on my face.  I couldn't move.

I finally got up off the floor and hid behind a chair later on when John
the Pizza Boy knocked on the door.

When I did finally go to bed that night, I kept thinking about all that I
had to teach some other boy.  That was going to be a whole lot more than I
was originally thinking.  It was a great lesson that I learned that night.