Date: Sat, 26 Sep 1998 17:58:52 -0400
From: djanus@hotmail.com
Subject: Earl the Pearl

Earl the Pearl
by Dan Janus

When I was a young man just becoming interested in sex and those very
good feelings that would happen when you began to masturbate and finally
cum and the world became an explosion of joy and goodness that to this
day is hard to describe but every man has had the experience. During
this period of my young life I was to experience the joy of another
person being responsible for that great feeling.

This person was a photographer who worked for a photo studio that my
mother worked at in Washington D.C. in the middle forties. My father,
like many others, was in the army and not around so my mother was
somewhat overjoyed when Earl began to take a liking to me and expressed
and interest in teaching me something about photography and how film was
processed. Thus began a relationship which was to last for about a
year. I am sure it would have lasted longer had my father not been
transferred thus causing a move of the family and the end of the
relationship. Well things began with my visiting the studio on a more
frequent basis and spending time with Earl in the Darkroom.

In the beginning it was very straight and I began to learn how film was
developed and how prints were made and was even allowed to so some of
the print developing. During all of my learning Earl kept very close to
me and at times would put his hand on my shoulder and squeeze it gently.
Sometimes, when I would be sitting down on the stool in the room, he
would reach across to pick up something and his hand would lightly brush
against my crotch which I did enjoy but never told him.

After about a month of this interaction, one afternoon when I visited and
was sitting on the stool Earl's hand went to my crotch and just remained.
He asked me if it was OK and I said sure, not knowing what to expect next
because I have never had this happen to me before. He began to rub my
crotch gently and my little dick began to get hard and the feeling was
great for me. He gently opened my crotch and his bare hand made it's first
contact with my small hard dick. It was like lightening had hit me as the
feeling was so great and so good and I knew I did not want him to stop.

Stop he did, however, as he bent over and began to suck it and tease it
with his tongue. For me it was marvelous and it did not take me long to cum
and he drank it down greedily. After I cam he asked me if it would be all
right if he just rubbed my little dick while he masturbated.  I told him to
go ahead as I wanted to watch him jack off.  So in the yellow dim light of
the dark room, I saw my first real adult hard dick and a man jack off and
cum. I was completely enthraled. From that day on I spent as much time with
Earl as possible and every time he gave me a great blowjob but it was short
and he would never let me touch his dick at any time.

Being as young as I was I didn't really care much because he always made me
feel so good. One Friday afternoon when I had visited him he asked my
mother if I could stay over at his apartment with him for the weekend. My
mother not having a clue as to what was going on asked me if I wanted to
spend the Weekend with Earl. Of course the answer was yes, so when the
studio closed off to Earl's place we went.

I guess you could say it was my first date because Earl took me dinner and
a movie and then to his apartment where we got ready for bed.  Getting
ready for bed meant striping down to my jockey's and getting in bed. As it
was during the summer it was warm and therefore no cover was necessary so I
lay on the bed in my shorts waiting for Earl. Soon he was there but without
any thing on and I still remember his hard dick standing straight up as he
hugged me and started kissing me. He began the most wonderful sensations I
could ever have hoped for as his tongue found every inch of my body and
lingered in those place that he knew were the most sensitive. My little
dick became so hard it almost hurt and as his lips touched the head I
blew. He very gently continued to rub me as he knelt on the bed and jacked
off his big cock. Several times that night and the next night the whole
experience was repeated and reveled in the joy and pleasure that my body
was experiencing.

On Sunday night after the second time of his giving me great pleasure I
had the urge to touch his hard dick and asked him to let me touch it. I
began to feel it and it felt good and I began to start jacking him off
but being very inexperienced it was not long before his hand replaced
mine and he speeded up the tempo to climax. I watch him and I wanted to
do that again but I never did because the weekend came to a close and it
was back to only darkroom quickies again.

I have never forgotten Earl. Even though I have been married and have
had children Earl was always there and I knew long ago that I was truly
bisexual but would not give into it until much later in life but that is
another story for another time.