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Caution: Do not read this if you are faint of heart or under 21. This
contains graphic descriptions that almost certainly would offend Sen
Exon and his henchmen. So why don't you FTP over to the Disney site
and download some pictures of Goofy
My name is Peter and I am in my early 20's. Recently I have begun to
forget details of things that happened only a decade or so ago. To
counteract this aging thing, I am writing down most of what I can
remember about my wild early and adolescent sexual activities. I have
never told anybody some of this stuff, so I don't want any flames about
this. If you don't like it, then fuck you. It's my life and I'll not
take kindly to any criticism. Get your own fucking life and write
about how great it is and what a great lover you are and how you banged
Elle MacPherson and Hugh Grant at the same time.
Where possible I have left of the names of the innocent (and as you
will see - the guilty) and any references to someone living or dead is
purely true. No really, I did change ALL names and since most of you
don't live in my hometown, I'm sure that's not a problem. This is by
no means meant to condone anything I did, others did, or someone else
might do. I just thought some of you might be interested in what DID
happen. And for you sick fuckers out there, don't hurt anybody. Jerk
off all you want, but get consent and obey all the laws when you dally
with another. And I don't wanna see this get reproduced anywhere.
Print it for yourself, ok, but change it and repost it and I will
become your worst fucking nightmare. But I trust you all, really.
Peace.
Part I - The early years
I guess I was 10 or 11 when I first became really interested in sex.
Actually, it would be more accurate to say that I became interested in
sexual parts of the anatomy. Up until I was 8 or 9 I was convinced
that all boys AND girls had penises. But then I caught a glimpse of
my sister in the shower that sparked a furious quest for information on
female anatomy, most of which consisted of furtive peeks at a dog-eared
Penthouse one of my friends loaned me. My friends in the neighborhood
would play all sorts of deviant sex games, which invariably ended with
one or more of us showing our penises to the group and being studied.
We would play strip poker (even though we could not find girls that
would play with us), we would play "Space Doctor" where you were
returning from space and had to undergo a thorough pysical examination,
including crude body cavity searches, before you could return to
society, and we would play "Naked Man" where the challenge was to see
who could walk around outside nude for the longest time without running
to the safety of the garage or house and putting their clothes back on.
At some point in time I held the record for daytime nude walking at
about 20 minutes, and I believe my nighttime nude walking record still
stands.
In any event I was extremely aware of urges that I began having. They
were vague and confused, but they were most powerful. I just loved
experimenting with myself, even though I had not ejaculated (to the
best of my knowledge). One time when I was about 12, I was
camping in a pup tent in our backyard with a friend. He was a scruffy
tanned blond boy, who was slightly older than me. I wanted to die my
brown hair blond like his, but my mom wouldn't let me. We both had
blue eyes, and I always thought mine were a deeper blue. We had spent
the evening hours looking for fireflies and running through our large
backyard. Later, we went back to the tent and my father came out to
say goodnight. After he left, we settled in with some cokes and read
comics by the flashlight. Much later, we started to get into our
sleeping bags. My friend then took off his clothes saying he was really
warm. I was indeed warm as well, but I could see the sweat on his
brow, and after he had taken off his shirt and underwear I could see it
on his chest. He had more peach fuzz than I did in his penis area
because he was a little older, and had developed more. Well, he
immediately had an erection, and as he lay on his back it stood
straight and true. I stared at it, looking in the hazy flashlight
illumination at his penis.
He was circumcised like me and had a large vein running the length of
his shaft. Following his lead I took off my shorts and shirt and lay
back satisfied that I would be looking like him in no time. Well,
after waiting 10 minutes and seeing no erection, I was pretty
embarassed. It was then that my friend offered to try and help me get
one.
I didn't have any idea what he was going to do, but I said Sure Go
Ahead. He reached across me and wrapped his fist around my smallish
penis. Slowly he began stroking my penis. His hand was sweaty but he
worked consistently up and down my little package. After only a few
minutes I began to feel the throbbing that would become more familiar
as I got older. He managed to get me semi-erect and retired to
stroking his own cock, which had gone limp. I laid back, enjoying
seeing my semi-hard on pointing spaceward. I asked him if he needed
any help in getting his erection back, and he asked if I could squeeze
his cock a little. I didn't really know what to do, so I kind of
mimicked what I had seen him do to me. In no time his cock became rock
hard. I pulled away and he quickly said not to. I told him that his
cock was now in fine shape and he didn't need my help anymore.
But I barely got the words out of my mouth before he rolled over on top
of me and began what I now know was humping me. He thrust his hard
dick into my smooth thighs, into my abdomen and rubbed it all over my
groin. My arms instinctively wrapped around his body as he continued
his up and down motion. His hardness felt good against my body and my
own cock was responding to his repeated pressure. After only a few
moments his face got all screwed up and he began spurting some type of
fluid out of his penis and onto my abdomen. It was only a little, but
I had never seen it before and was sure that this was something
related to peeing.
He fell back to his own sleeping bag and I pondered how I was going to
clean this stuff off of me. I was about to ask him what it was and how
I could clean it off when he sat up and bent over my groin again. He
began to slowly carress my stomach with his tongue. I was ticklish and
began to giggle as he kissed my tummy. Eventually, he began licking up
the stuff he had put on my abdomen. His salty lips moved over my body
and met at my lips in what was to be my first kiss. He had cleaned it
all off in only a minute or so and seemed to get hard again as he was
doing it. As he lay on his side, he slowly moved his cock back and
forth across my thigh, the pressure feeling good on my leg.
By this time I was at about 3/4 mast and began feeling glands kicking
something pleasurable into my bloodstream. I felt lightheaded and
wondered if I should try and do to him what he had done to me. I
imagined what I would do and what it would feel like for awhile, and
when I looked over I could see his eyes closed and his breathing seemed
heavy. I rolled over, touched myself lightly for a few minutes and
eventually fell asleep. The next day we acted as if nothing had
happened, and I was in fact quite hazy about the details of it all.
Little did I realize, however, that the night was only the first
excursion into pleasure, pain and sex that would take me into uncharted
waters and beyond in only a few short years.
Part II - Beginning Experiences
After my first experience camping out in the backyard with my friend, I
began to experiment more and more. The friends I had in the neighborhood
seemed to be in the same mode that I was in. We began going into our
basements and playing under the covers. However, the games took a more
pointed approach to sex, relying more on touching than on observing our
nude bodies.
There were about 5 boys and 2 girls who were part of our group. Usually
only 2 or 3 were involved in any one session. One boy I grew to be
particularly fond of was Nicky. Nicky was the same age as me, had light
brown hair and fair skin. He was smaller than me and had a raven haired
younger sister who was quite attractive. She rarely took part in our
experiments (at Nicky's request, he was embarassed by her). I can
remember several incidents with Nicky and I'm sure I have forgotten some.
Once incident I remember well happened when we were just about 13.
My parents were not at home, they both worked, and my sisters were
out with friends. Nicky rang the doorbell and I answered. He wanted
to ride bikes outside, but I was supposed to stay in the house until
my parents got back from work. I invited Nicky in and we went up
to my room. I put some music on (I think we were into KISS if you
can believe it) and we sprawled on the floor. We were really into
drawing our own comic books, and I had materials already out. We
both started drawing. After a while I stopped to see what Nicky was
working on. He had drawn some stuff about a Martian, then he had
veered off into drawing ridiculous caricatures of naked men and
women. As we lay on the carpet next to each other, he asked me if
I thought about being gay. I had never really considered that, except
as slurs or put downs people used at school. In truth, "being" gay
or "being" anything else was completely beyond the scope of my
comprehension. I shrugged it off, but he persisted, asking if I
thought someone could be a little bit gay, but not totally gay. I
said that I thought that was possible. He then asked me if I thought
that I was a little bit gay. In a moment that was probably my
most honest till that point, I said that I thought I was. And he
replied that he thought he, too, was a Little Bit Gay.
There was a pretty long silence, during which I looked at him
long and hard. He was wide open, his face exposing what must
have been his whole soul. I didn't really take this all in at the
time, but I couldn't help but feel an overpowering attraction to
him. Without a word, I reached over and slowly started stroking
his arm. His skin was soft, and his light arm hair stood on end
as goosebumps broke out all over. We looked into each other's
eyes and I felt a pull that I could not resist. He laid flat and we
faced each other on our sides. I reached down and began running
my hand over his smooth thigh, and he responded by putting his
hand on the side of my face and gently running up and down the
side of my face and my neck. I kissed his hand felt my senses
begin to overload. Finally I reached over and pulled him closer,
and we kissed. I didn't yet know how to French kiss, so I did
a variation of the family kiss - on the lips but longer. His hand
reached around to the back of my head and he ran it through my
hair.
We were both incredibly excited by this point, and since we were
relatively unaware that we were supposed to be nervous, our
movements lacked hesitation. He rolled over on top of me and
we continued to kiss. By now I was pretty hard, and I noticed he
was also aroused. He rolled off and I took off his shirt as he sat up.
I ran my hands all over his upper body pausing only to let him
remove my shirt. I let my hands linger on his chest before I
moved towards his shorts. He removed his shorts and BVD's with
one short motion. Nicky sat before me totally naked. I had seen
his body a few months before when we were busy exposing
ourselves, but this seemed different. His penis looked bigger,
and I was now interested in doing more than looking at it. I
removed my shorts and socks as he lay back on the floor. He
was running his hands all over his body, prompting a full blown
erection. He had light peach fuzz and a few freckles in his
private area. I moved my hand so that it touched his penis,
and as it did his eyes shot open and he looked at me,
apparently not having had this happen before. I squeezed his
penis and felt his body tense with each tug.
After a few minutes of this, I slowly moved my face closer to
his pubic area. I licked his thighs as I made my way up
towards his penis. I hovered inches above it, and noticed that
Nicky was now staring wide eyed at me. I had thought about
doing this before, but had not had an opportunity. So I
decided to try it. I opened my mouth and let it close over the
top of his hard penis. It felt warm in my mouth and I heard
Nicky sigh. At this point I was unsure of what to do. I had
heard the term Blow Job and had thought that it literally
meant blowing into a penis, so I started blowing. It must've
felt pretty strange because Nicky was now moving his body
in all different directions. I held on and kept blowing, pausing
only to breathe in through my nose. After only about a minute
of blowing, I felt something salty on my tongue. I kept right
on blowing, until Nicky was quite suddenly not erect anymore.
But no matter, because I was still nearly fully erect and I let
his penis out of my mouth so I could concentrate on mine.
Nicky lay on his back for awhile, while I ran my hands over my
whole body. I was still unable, at this age, to successfully
bring myself to orgasm. Nicky then sat up and reached for my
penis. He wrapped both of his small hands around it and
squeezed it like an orange. I stopped him and showed him
to move his hands up and down or back and forth. He kept
at it for a few minutes before I asked him if he would put
it in his mouth. He said he didn't want to so I suggested
he lie on his stomach.
With him lying on his stomach, I squatted over him and rubbed
my penis all over his legs, his back, his ass. I finally put
my arms on the floor in a push up position and humped his
beautiful crack. My penis actually slide through his crack
and provided a wonderful sensation. At this point, I had
no clue that an ass could be, well, fucked. I came after only a
minute or so, spraying a small amout of come on his back.
I kissed his ass with small smooches and licked the come
off his back. His body felt so good to touch, it was like
some part of me couldn't resist. The come tasted somewhat
similar to what he had put in my mouth, but stronger.
We lay there naked and fondled each other's balls
for about 15 minutes before we put our clothes back on.
BTW, I can't promise I'll post the rest of this series, as
I have no idea how many chapters this will take. You can send
me feedback at an294856@anon.penet.fi. When the world is
running down, ....
Part III - Smells like...(Teen Spirit)
There were various other encounter of exploration between Nicky,
myself and the others. One of the most interesting happened
shortly after our tete-a-tete.
During the summer, one of the kids in the neighborhood, Alex,
a wiry kid with brown hair and green eyes, claimed that he had
had sex with his girlfriend. To put this in perspective, Alex
was a year younger than us, about 12 years old, his girlfriend
was only 11 (although she was taller than he was and slim), and
they both seemed too naive to have actually "done the deed".
In truth, he probably didn't really know what "the deed" was,
and was simply trying to make people like or respect him.
Didn't happen.
What did happen was that every last one of us challenged him
on it, grilling him mercilessly about exactly what they had
done. Shortly into the interrogation, he suddenly said that
he had an eyewitness, Nicky. Nicky had been the only one
around the neighborhood and not on vacation that week. Nicky
looked surprised at having his name tossed around, but then
confirmed that he had seen them do it in Alex's basement
under sheets, as he looked on. His story seemed shaky, but
Alex was emboldened, and wouldn't back down.
Later I got Nicky alone and asked him if it really had happened.
He repeated his earlier claims but was less convincing. After
needling him for quite a while, I finally got him to admit that
he had been there, they were under the covers and that he
couldn't tell if they were fucking or making Shrinky-Dinks
in an EZ Bake oven.
Armed with this information, a few of us confronted Alex again
but he wouldn't back down. He stubbornly refused to admit that
he was lying. At one point, he even offered to do it again, this
time with me looking on, kind of like a U.N. Observer. I was
stunned, and accepted. He pained wince told me that he must've
thought I would never accept that offer, but he was wrong. We
made plans for the next time his parents would be out.
A few days later, I met Alex at his house. His girlfriend,
Kris was already there, watching TV. Kris was dressed in a
light cotton top and shorts that seemed to match. Her long
legs were crossed in front of her in kind of a Lotus position.
Alex looked nervous and excited, which started to rub off on me.
What had begun as a purely scientific observation was now more
along the lines of cautious optimism. Maybe he really did have
sex with her, and maybe I would be a witness to their second
time.
Alex's parents were gone, so instead of the basement, he
suggested we go to his room on the second floor of their house.
He had a pretty good size room, with wall to wall carpeting,
blue wallpaper, and some kid stuff laying around. He only
had one small bed in his room and I wondered if we would all
be on that, but he tore the top sheets off his bed and threw
them on the floor. We sat down on the floor in our t-shirts
and shorts and looked sheepishly at each other. No one
knew quite how to break the ice, so I took a chance.
I told them we would play a game, we would each draw one
card from the deck and whoever had the lowest card had
to take something off.
I shuffled the deck and we drew cards. I had a face
card, Alex had a medium number and Kris had a low one.
Any doubts I had about their willingness to participate
were gone as she stood up and slowly removed her t-shirt,
revealing her milky white skin against her smallish white bra.
I must've been staring because Alex kicked me in the leg
and tried to move the game along. She lost something like
3 times in a row. She sat in front of us, naked except for
her small purple socks. She rubbed her legs and arms and
slowly began to uncoil from covering herself. Her soft
little breasts looked like two small lumps of down, and
as she changed position and sat cross-legged, I had a
wonderful view of her pussy. I had never seen one outside
of magazines and unintended flashes from my sister. I could
see her pouty little lips, and I was getting turned on
pretty quickly. She had hair down there and a pretty
decent amount, which seemed a strawberry blond like the
shoulder length hair on her head. Her skin seemed
abnormally smooth, and lacked the freckles that most kids
have.
I stood up and removed my shirt, thinking that she had
been a good sport to get us started. As I began removing
my shorts and underpants, Alex began tugging at his clothing.
His smooth, tan skin provided a great counter against the
pale white of his nearly hairless pubic area. I pulled off
my underpants and revealed my 3/4 hard on. I was standing
and Kris was sitting at about eye level with my cock, lips
parted just slightly, maybe only a half foot or so away.
I wanted so much to just start feeding it into her mouth
and explode deep inside her.
Kris' s eyes remained glued to my crotch as I turned around
and sat down. Alex, also seemed to let his gaze linger on
my penis as he sat down, completing our circle. Alex was
very attractive, which was why he was the only one with a
girlfriend. He was one of those kids who you just know is
going to grow up to be Brad Pitt or Jean-Claude Van Damme, if
he could just survive his own stupidity.
My hands instinctively went to my lap, and my penis. I
was rubbing it slowly, nonchalantly as we just kind of
sat around. Finally, Kris spoke, wondering aloud what
we should do. I suggested getting the blankets and
putting them over all of us, creating kind of a "tent"
effect.
With the blankets over us and on top of our heads, we
could still see very well. They were thin, light colored
sheets, and the afternoon light streamed in Alex's windows.
Kris grabbed Alex behind the head and pulled him closer. As
we sat there, Indian style, they began kissing and groping
each other. They kissed for quite a while, and Alex's
hands began caressing her shoulders and back. He clumsily
tried to tease her nipples, which had become hard like
little erasers, while she ran her fingers down his back
and over his ass. She laid down and he stretched out next
to her, while I shifted to my side. He moved over her
breasts, his tongue lapping at her aureole, first on one
side, then the other. He kept changing sides just when
it looked like she was beginning to really enjoy it. She
reached between his legs and grabbed his growing penis.
She looked like she knew what she was doing as she pulled
and squeezed his hard cock, with his tongue still lapping
at her breasts like a cat trying to clean itself.
All of a sudden I could see his expression change. She
was still massaging his penis, but her pace had quickened
too much. His body tensed and she suddenly seemed to
realize her mistake. As she let go of his cock, it began
spurting small amounts of come onto her thigh. He shuddered
and collapsed on his side, his cock already shriveling to
the size of a small snail. She swore at herself and pounded
the floor with her fist. After a minute or so, she started to
get up. I told her to lay back until she was cleaned off.
I put my hand on Alex's leg to get his attention. "You're
not finished yet are you?" I asked in a pretty condescending
voice. I silently reproached myself, who was I to criticize
his efforts? I tried a nicer tone and he still looked at me
blankly. "The come, I said, "YOUR come. It's all over her
leg and you haven't finished cleaning it off". He must've
been still spooked from his early explosion and didn't
catch what I was telling him to do. So I rolled onto my
stomach and made my way up Kris' tight little body.
I stopped around mid thigh and slowly began kissing her
soft skin. I barely let my lips touch her as I moved
over her legs. I reached the driblets of come on her
upper thigh and lightly began swirling my tongue over
the area. I had perfected this technique on Nicky after
only a few sessions and I knew this was pretty exciting for
her. I lapped up all the come, slowly savoring the salty
taste in my mouth. As I continued up her thighs her legs
started spreading farther apart. I reached her inner thigh
and slowed my tongue to a crawl. I could see her squirming,
her back arching towards the ceiling. I had never done this
to a girl and found I was as excited as I'd been with boys.
I lifted my tongue off her thigh and moved over her pussy.
I let my tongue dangle only an inch or two above her pubic
hair. I could really smell her now, although at the time
I was unsure where the smell was coming from. Her sweet
juices were flowing more than they every had before, I'm
sure. Instead of moving my mouth to her tender cunt, I
hovered over it, and breathed a steady steam of hot air
into it. She moaned as I increased my exhalations, just
barely above her strawberry bound mound. With each exhale,
she moved as if she were fucking, moving her hips upward
and her hair into my face. I wanted so much to plunge
my tongue into her, slurping all her pubescent juices.
Just then I felt a hand on my shoulder.
It was Alex, who had regained some semblance of a hard on
and was now eager to wield it against his girl. "Let me in",
he whined as he started elbowing me out. Kris looked up and
said to hurry. I reluctantly moved aside as Alex waded in
between her legs and immediately applied his patented
lick-first-ask-questions-later moves. He buried his nose
into her muff but lacked direction enough to really
arouse her. As I sat on my knees behind Alex as he
worked Kris over, I had an idea. I located my shorts
and found my sunscreen that my mom always made me carry
in the summer. I went back under the blankets with my find.
Alex was now going at Kris with what looked like the
I'll-bury-my-face move. Alex was on his stomach facing
away from me. His ass was somewhat off the ground as he
was resting on his forearms. I put the sunscreen on my
index finger and took a deep breath. I slowly moved
towards Alex's asshole. I paused about an inch away and
thought what the heck. I slowly wormed my finger into his
tight little hole. He yelped and turned his head around,
but Kris put her hands on his head and forced it back down.
I could feel his ass tightening around my finger as I began
to push it a little farther in. The tightness of it really
aroused me and I pushed my finger as far in as I could. I
could hear both Alex and Kris whimpering now, although for
different reasons. I began working my finger in and out
of his ass, rythmnically plunging it in and out. His asshole
had loosened up a bit and was not as constrictive as my
initial foray. I removed my finger from his ass and heard
him sigh. I spurted more lotion on my fingers and put
one finger right back in. Almost immediately he was
arching his ass and moving in back and forth on my finger.
He was loving it! I withdrew my index finger and slowly
tried to reinsert it, this time with another one. I could
feel his body shudder as I pushed my fingers into his anus.
Once again, the tight squeeze was really turning me on. I
started furiously pumping my fingers in and out of his ass,
each time relishing the way his ass responded to my hand.
I reached around with my other hand fondled his soft, silky
balls. He was now fully erect, and his cock was rubbing
against the carpet as he let me savagely finger-fuck his ass.
I can only imagine what Kris was thinking as Alex continued
his ineffective slurping. Finally I could feel Alex building
to a crescendo. His little ass was furiously impaling itself
on my fingers, his dick was grinding into the carpet, his
soft scrotum sack was in my hand, and his girlfriend's
pussy oil was all over his face. He came, violently this
time, as he thrashed his ass back for one last time,
engulfing fully three of my fingers. He pumped a small
amount of come onto the carpet, as he reared his head back
and said something in gibberish.
I was shocked. He had overcome his initial ejaculation
and been able to come a second time. Not only was that
news to me, but I had gone where it had never really
occurred to me to go, down into the dark hole at the
center of his beautiful ass. I smelled my fingers, an
odd mix of cocoa butter, come, and something spicy. The
aroma was exciting and I became aware that Kris propped
up on her elbows watching me. I moved next to her and
put my fingers to her face. She sniffed each one,
then paused, and began sucking on my index finger.
My hard on was back at full force and I was afraid I
would come right there, so I pulled it back and asked
her if there was one more place she would let it go.
With Alex nearly passed out, she smiled at me, a not-
so-innocent 11 year old smile, and laid back. I took
the now infamous finger and ran in across my own lips,
as she spread her legs wide. It's amazing how flexible
you are when you're young, because she was now spread
wider than I'd ever seen anyone, even in a magazine.
I took my fingers and ran them through the strawberry
patch above her pussy, as she adjusted her hips at an
angle. Sensing the urgency of the moment I felt my way
down her pubic area until I was at her pussy lips. I
hesitated, not knowing what and where I should be doing
this. She moved her hand to mine and guided one index
finger into her tight twat. It felt different, more
slick than Alex's ass. It wasn't as tight, but it was
still quite constrictive. I began moving my finger in
and out of her and she started to moan quietly. Not
knowing what this would take I really started going fast,
using 2 fingers.
It felt really wet on my fingers as she seemed to grab
them with her pussy and then, all of a sudden, she let
them go. She exhaled slowly and I removed my fingers,
seeing juice in little rivulets on the inside of her
white thighs. I brought the fingers to my mouth and
sucked on one, tasting the different ingredients, but
unable to distinguish them. I put my fingers on her
mouth, and her lips parted to accept one. Her eyes
were big and blue as she stared at me while she sucked
my finger. She looked so sweet and innocent, it made
me want to come all the more. I withdrew my finger
from her mouth and swung her hips around towards me.
I might not have done this before, but I had to give
it a try.
I haltingly pulled her body towards me. As I wiggled in
between her legs, I put my arms on the floor and assumed
a push up position with my knees still planted on the
floor between her legs. She grabbed my rock hard penis
with her hand after I had missed the mark and guided me
towards her pussy. I strained hard as my dick pushed against
her and suddenly I was in! It was the most incredible
experience I had ever had. She was so tight, yet lubricated.
As I stared into her wide eyes, I think her hymen broke. She
let out a yelp and suddenly I was further into her. Her spirit
was broken, her sweet body was mine. Unfortunately, I was
nearing orgasm after only 30 seconds or so. At the last
minute I pushed as hard as I could and I felt my cock spasm
inside her and ejaculate what to me felt like reams of come.
I felt the rush pass and I laid on top of her for a moment,
still inside her tight pink pussy, as I felt my erection go flat.
I kissed her on the lips and enjoyed the taste as I asked
her how she was. She was acting kind of loopy, probably
from having her virginity taken and all. She just grinned,
her eyes dancing from point to point. I told her to lay
back down and rest so she did, and I took that opportunity
to sit up and get a deep breath. Pretty soon, they both
were asleep. I'd like to say that I got dressed and left
them there sleeping, but actually I laid back down like
a pervert and started fondling both of them. I managed
to get Nicky's now swollen cock back to about 1/2 hard
on. And I massaged and rubbed Kris's breasts, arms,
shoulders, tummy and legs. Anyway I was pretty hard
again after a couple of minutes. I asked a sleepy
Alex to roll over on his stomach and he complied,
falling back asleep. I started pumping my own cock,
trying to have another orgasm like Alex. I must've
tried for about 10 minutes, up and down, but all I got
was a tiny little shiny pearl on the head of my penis.
I carefully held my cock and shook Alex awake. He was
barely conscious as I moved up to where he lay his
head and put my penis on his lips. He instinctively
licked the head of my cock and the pearl of come
that was there, and for a moment he took the head
of my dick into his mouth, salivating on my semi-hard
shaft. His eyes were nearly closed and I softly
brushed the hair away from his face. As he laid back
down, I withdrew my penis and kissed him gently on
the lips. He may not have had sex with Kris before,
but I'd certainly never hold it against him now.
We woke a short time later. Kris was already dressed
and downstairs watching TV. Alex and I dressed quietly,
not sure what, if anything, should be said. Finally Alex
said something like, "She's my girl, you know. You can't
have her." Which was the farthest thing from my mind
at that moment!
"I don't want her, Alex. And I'm sure she doesn't want
me as her boyfriend. Everything just sort of happened.
But I want to know how you feel about...you know...what
happened...US?".
He stopped and struggled for words. I went over next
to him and he looked at me. Years later, I could see that
at that moment we had connected on a different level.
It remained unspoken, but we didn't need words to explain
what we both couldn't put our fingers on. As we stood
in his room, we hugged and I felt his ass under his
shorts. "I hope that this won't be our last time,"
I said and he nodded in agreement. And it wasn't.
Alex broke up with Kris a few weeks later having never had
sex with her (to the best of my knowledge). Years later I
felt terror at realizing that I had not used a rubber with
her. At the time I barely knew what one was, let alone how
to use it. Yet I've read about girls as young as her getting
pregnant. I guess I got pretty lucky.
Alex moved out of the development about a 6 months later,
his dad having moved veterinary clinics. There was one
other great moment with him, when, at his own 13th
birthday party, he pulled down his pants, spread his
cheeks and begged one of us to put a candle in his
hole. He had become, shall we say, obsessed with
having things in his ass. He said he like the full
feeling and it gave him better erections. It's a
shame I never had the chance to fill him with my
cock, I knew that event would've been cosmic in
scope for both of us, what with his thrusting and
my thrusting combined.
And if he's reading this right now, Alex, you can call me anytime!
Look for Part IV - Everybody Hurts (me)
Thanks to those who have written regarding this
project, but I'm disappointed no one has stepped
to the plate with their own experiences. Hello!?!
Be aware that this next part is pretty involved and
will take some time to write. Comments, questions
and stuff to an294856@anon.penet.fi.
Peace.