Date: Sat, 14 Jun 2014 01:52:22 +0000
From: Brad <bradgoodman30@hotmail.com>
Subject: I Wish I Knew - Chapter 1

This story involves consensual sexual relationships between males of
different generations.  It may include relationships between adult males,
young men, teens and adolescents.  This story is completely fictional.  Any
resemblance to people, names or situations living or dead is completely
coincidental.  This story will include graphic depictions of
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http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html This story is nearly true...and I know
that may not make sense but I will explain.  This really happened to me and
the first two chapters are 99 percent accurate barring some name changes.
I am working on chapter 3 and I am not sure where it is going but I think
it is going to deviate into complete debauchery...which unfortunately did
not occur.  Feedback is appreciated and can be sent to
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I Wish I Knew

Chapter 1

by: Brad Goodman


                Barrett came bounding out of the Silver Stream camper with
all the energy and enthusiasm of a 15 year old boy.  He ran over to me
throwing his arms around me.  I hugged him back tightly.  The teen was
taller than I remember but it had been almost a year since I last saw him.
He was looking much more like a young man than a boy these days.  We broke
our embrace and then he hugged my mother and father that had walked up to
the campsite with me.

"Wow man you look good" Barrett proclaimed.

"Thanks" I answered.  "Look at how tall you are now.  What are you about
5'7 or 5'8?"

"I'm 5'9" the teen said exuberantly.

"Wow!  You're as tall as the old man."  I praised as I pointed at my dad.

My father never liked it when my brothers or I referred to him as old man.
These days it was much more true than when I was young but we have been
calling him that since I was a small boy.  Barrett laughed as my father
shot us a pained look.  Everyone was talking when Pastor Don and his wife
Geri came out of the trailer.  They quickly walked over and began hugging
us all in turn.

"Oh my goodness Brad" Geri exclaimed.  "You look...well, you
look...amazing."

"Thank you" I replied.


"She is right, you certainly have filled out and I think you are taller
than me." Pastor Dan added.

"I'm 6'2 now" I said shouldering up to the man.

"Yep, you are taller.  I'm just 6'1." Don said as he grabbed my shoulder
and squeezed.  "Geri...come feel this.  This guy is like a rock."

Geri walked over to me and began squeezing my shoulder too.  She looked at
my parents and said "College certainly has treated this one well."


My parents nodded and laughed.  My father added "If only he was as
obsessive about finding a job as he was about his work outs."

Pastor Don looked at me fairly seriously.  "What do you want to do?"

"I wish I knew" I replied.


"You're smart" he began.  "You'll figure it out."

I hope I do, I thought to myself.  I have to admit that a lot of things had
changed over the past few years.  Since going away to college two of my
brothers had married and the other was working a college summer internship
with an investment firm.  I had graduated and moved back in with my parents
to figure out what I wanted to do with my life.  I spent most of my time
since graduation working out and going to the neighborhood pool.  I had
also realized that in the past few years I was gay but not of the average
variety.  I was gay for younger guys that were 12 to 14 years old and I
guess I would call myself a boy lover.  When I was in high school I knew I
liked guys but I would never fantasize about boys in junior high or
younger.  I refused to include them in my sexual fantasies because everyone
had always said it was wrong.  But these days I regularly masturbated to
thoughts of them.

My name is Brad Goodman and I grew up in a typical American middle class
family in Houston, Texas.  Both my parents worked in professional jobs in
order to support my three brothers and I.  We were not rich but we never
went without anything we needed.  Like so many people in America and all
over the world, we attended church regularly.  We developed many positive
relationships that have meaning in my life to this very day.  I actually
had some of my first sexual experiences with other boys from my
church. However, the most meaningful relationships I had in church were of
a non sexual variety.  One of those relationships of meaning was with the
pastor and his family.  Our families became quite close over the years and
to this day still interact regularly with each other.  When I was in high
school I began babysitting for their son and he and I became quite close.
During church service he would sit with me and my brothers since his mom
led the choir and his dad was the preacher.  There was a lot of goofing off
in those days much to the chagrin of my parents and many church goers.

I never did anything inappropriate with Barrett as I deemed him too young.
I did see him naked many times as he got ready for and took baths while I
was babysitting him but to be honest I never got aroused because I am not
into such young boys.  After I finished high school and went away to
college things of course changed and Pastor Don accepted a position to lead
a larger church in Tulsa, Oklahoma.  I didn't get to see Barrett or his
family much during my college years but it was nice to get to spend
holidays with them.  Now that I have graduated and while I am trying to
figure out what to do with my life, it was nice to get a break and come to
this beautiful state park to celebrate Pastor Don's 50th birthday.  So many
people from my church were here as well so it was like a big reunion.

I drove up to the park on my own as I did not want to wake at the crack of
dawn like my parents.  I had arrived just about an hour ago to the camp
site they reserved just in time to help them finish unpacking the gear from
their van.  I had set up my tent and put my things away when we decided to
walk around to visit with other people.  I recognized so many of them from
our church but I also saw a lot of new faces from the church where Pastor
Don currently worked.  We were in a spot next to our old friend's campsite
so we decided to stop there first.  We all exchanged pleasantries and then
talked for about 20 minutes catching up on the current goings on in each
other's lives.

Barrett was 15 years old and not long for patience and the boy wanted to
walk around to see which friends of his were here.  I agreed to stroll
through the park camp grounds with him and we headed out leaving our
parents talking about old times.  I took note of the changes in the boy
since I had last seen him.  He was about 5'9 with dark brown hair and brown
eyes.  He had recently begun wearing glasses and his nose had grown a
little large for his face.  He was wearing a t-shirt and jean shorts with
some tennis shoes.  I noticed his slender but toned legs had grown a
significant amount of hair since the last time I had seen him.  He really
was average looking in every way but he was still a good friend.  The boy
was still a teen and he bounced about with excitement to see me.

I was 23 and a bit larger than he remembered.  I was now 6'2 and I weighed
about 205lbs.  I utilized the university weight room quite a bit during my
four plus years in school and I was quite muscular.  I have light brown
hair and light blue eyes which elicits many compliments.  My t-shirt was a
size small clinging to my muscular body and showing off all my hard work.
I was wearing some athletic shorts and sneakers with ankle sox.  We walked
to the road and then looked around.  Across from his camp site my eyes
immediately became fixated on the boy I saw there.  I had never seen him
before but I was instantly attracted to him and I could not take my gaze
from him.  He was 12 or 13 with light blond hair and a slim young body.  He
was about 5'3 and couldn't have weighed more than 100lbs.  He was wearing a
white tank top and some basketball shorts.  The fabric hugged his round
pert bubble butt which made my eyes almost pop out of my head.  The boy was
tanned from running around outside this summer and I could see his slender
hairless legs coming out of the fitted shorts.  He was wearing flip flops
and his smooth little feet sat on top of them triumphantly.  I thought he
must be an apparition because no boy could look this good but I realized he
was no dream when Barrett began talking to me.

"That's Ben" Barrett explained.  "He goes to our new church with his
parents and sister."

"Cool" I replied.  "Do you want to say hi to him?"

"Sure" the 15 year old answered.

We started across the road and the boy immediately looked up at us.  I just
kept staring at him as his small pink lips curled up into a smile revealing
his nice looking teeth.  They were not perfect and he was probably going to
get braces soon but they were relatively straight with very little gaps in
them.  He waved and Barrett waved back as we crossed.  Barrett bumped into
me and bounced off.

"Damn, you have been working out" he proclaimed.

"A little" I replied smiling deviously.

"Yeah right... a little my ass."  Barrett said boisterously.  "You were
like thinner before and now you can kick some butt."

I laughed and said "Just yours." And then I gave him a little playful kick
in the behind.

At this point we had reached the amazing boy named Ben and his campsite.
He looked even better up close.  The boy was not just cute and stunning
from afar but he was dare I say sexy up close.  I took in every inch of him
since I already knew I would be masturbating later to those images.
Standing just a couple feet from him I could see he was 5'2 and weighed
98lbs.  He had a slender build and through his skin tight wife beater I
could see little muscle tone as of yet.  Ben's quarter sized nipples shown
through the thin fabric and his slightly pointy tips made him look so sexy.
I had to take a deep breath.  The boy's face was soft and angelic with a
slight rosy blush to his cheeks.  His eyes were emerald green and the most
stunning I had ever seen.  The boy's small nose accented his smooth
complexion and his chin had the smallest dimple.  Those amazingly kissable
lips were curled up in a smile that could light up the darkest room.  The
boy's short blond hair slightly spiked and pushed back to the top middle of
his head in a faux hawk only added to his cuteness.

Ben's slim tanned shoulders were exposed by the wife beater shirt and they
led into his slender hairless arms.  The slight tan on his body made him
even more irresistible to me as I took him in fully.  He was wearing
basketball shorts that were well fitted and I could see from the side a
nice round bubble butt protruded outward in them.  The material hung down
to his knees where his slender hairless tanned legs could be seen.  His
legs looked so hot to me and I wanted to run my fingers on them badly.  The
fact that he wore flip flops exposing his tanned small feet just added the
cherry on the sundae of his beauty.

"Brad, this is Ben...Ben this is Brad" Barrett said breaking my
concentration.

I put my right hand out and the boy grasped it with his right hand.  His
skin was so soft that I almost didn't let go.

"Nice to meet you" I told the boy.

"Nice to meet you" Ben replied.

Barrett added "Brad is the guy I hung out with in Houston during worship
service and he used to babysit me when I was little."

Ben's face lit up.  "The guy you said told all the jokes.  Cool.  So what
are you guys up too?"

"We were going to walk around and check out who is here" Barrett explained.

"Cool...can I come?" Ben asked.

"If it's okay with your parents" I answered.

With that he turned to a man and woman setting up camp with a little girl
of about 7 years and said "Can I go with Barrett and Brad to walk around
the park?"

A slim bald man and a slightly heavy set woman both looked at us.  The girl
seemed to ignore her brother completely.  I saw them talk for a second and
then the man walked towards us.  I was shocked at first because I had not
seen any of them earlier.  I was so focused on the boy I had tuned them out
so to speak.  The man came up and thrust his hand out to me.

"I'm Ben, Sr." the bald man said in a pleasant voice.

I took his hand and replied "I'm Brad.  I go to Pastor Don's old church."

"Nice to meet you." Ben Sr. added.  "So you guys want to go exploring huh?"

"Well Barrett and I were just going to walk around and see who is here at
the other sites.  I just finished college and haven't seen some of them in
a while."  I explained.

"Ah a college boy.  You look like you played some sports?" he asked.

"I tried to play baseball but I never made the team.  I just like to work
out." I told the middle aged man.

"Where did you go to school?" Ben Sr. asked.

"I went to Texas A&M University" I answered proudly.

"Ah, I went to Oklahoma myself" he said smiling.

"Well not everyone can get into A&M" I said playfully.

The man laughed half heartedly and said "I think you boys should go look
for those friends now before I have to school this young man."

I chuckled and replied "Yeah we should go...I wouldn't want to compare
records or anything."

The man smiled and smacked my arm with his hand.  I could see he was going
to say something disparaging about my alma mater when he stopped.  "Damn,
son.  You are like a block of steel.  I think I broke my finger smacking
your arm."  I just blushed and the man added "Ben make sure you guys are
back by supper time, okay?"

The boy nodded and we headed out from their site to the one next door.  I
immediately recognized the family there as one that went to my church.  The
Van Flecks were very nice to me growing up.  Their daughter was two years
younger than me and their sons were quite a bit younger.  Mr. Van Fleck was
a short balding man that was about 5'8 but in good shape.  Mrs. Van Fleck
was about 5'5, very statuesque with shoulder length blond hair.  When their
youngest son David was only about 5 or 6 I had played baseball with him and
he forever referred to me as Coach Brad after that.  Adam the older boy I
had wrestled with at several church functions.  When I saw the two boys
they were no longer the little kids I remembered.

Adam was the same age as Barrett but this 15 year old was anything but
average looking.  Adam had wavy dark blond hair in a windswept mop on his
head.  He was about 5'7 and probably weighed 125lbs.  He was very fit
looking in his compression shirt and tan cargo shorts.  Like Ben he was
quite tanned from spending so much time outdoors.  In fact, he was several
shades darker than the light blond boy that had caught my fancy just
minutes earlier.  The skin tight shirt showed off a very tight and slightly
muscular body.  He had well formed calves that were still relatively
hairless and smooth looking.  The teen was wearing sandals and his toes
poked out the end.  I looked at his smiling face and he flashed his
straight teeth.  Clearly braces had served him well as his pearly whites
were stunning.  His high cheek bones and button nose gave him a more
youthful appearance than Barrett at the same age.  Adam's full pink lips
looked sensual as he looked me over grinning.

Mrs. Van Fleck ran over and hugged me tightly as the rest of the family
followed quickly behind her.  Then she did the same thing to Barrett.
Mr. Van Fleck gave me a hug and big smile as well before turning his
attention to Barrett.  Adam moved in and gave me a big hug and I could feel
his hard little teen body against mine.  He felt so good.  I broke our
embrace reluctantly and then took notice of little David who was not so
little anymore.  The boy was 12 and a half and he was at least 5'4 and
about 115lbs.  He was not a fat boy at all but he was a solid boy.  He had
a flat chest and stomach but still possessed a thin amount of baby fat that
made him look soft.

David's cherub face with his rosy cheeks and small button nose looked very
cute.  He had curly brown hair in longish locks hanging about and slightly
covering his forehead and ears.  He was wearing a t-shit and some blue
shorts that were at least a size to small.  His firm smooth legs were slim
and ran down into some calf high black socks with a blue stripe up the
side.  The boy was wearing brown skater shoes.  I was staring at how
attractive he had become when he came up and threw his arms around my waist
and buried his head in my chest hugging me tightly.

"How has it been buddy?" I asked the boy.

"Good" David answered as he broke his embrace and backed up.  "It's good to
see you."

"You too David" I replied.  "I see you guys grew up on me.  Soon you guys
will be taller than me."

Mrs. Van Fleck added "Look at you Brad.  You're like a body builder."

"Thank you but I just like to work out." I explained.  "Look at Adam there.
I bet he has girls calling him all the time."

Mrs. Van Fleck answered "Unfortunately yes but he is more focused on sports
right now.  He is on the school baseball team and soccer team. "


"I can tell" I replied as I poked the boy on his small developing pecs.

He giggled and the said "I am nothing compared to you."  Then the 15 year
old grabbed my bicep.

We all chatted and caught up for about 10 minutes and then Barrett said he
wanted to keep walking around.  We asked David and Adam to join us and they
quickly agreed.  We all headed out visiting several sites and catching up
with people we hadn't seen in a while.  After about an hour of visiting
with all the others we walked around the park and came to place were the
river formed a bend.  The water was fairly deep and relatively calm.  I saw
a rope swing and we all agreed we needed to go get into our bathing suits
and try it out.  We hurried back to the camp sites and gathered our suits
and then headed down the gravel road to a community bathroom.  The
rectangular building was split in two with one side for women and the other
for men.  We entered the men's room to find two sinks directly across from
the entrance.  To the left of the sinks were three toilet stalls and to the
right were three urinals.  Beyond the urinals were three painted cinder
block shower stalls which had a stone bench running their full length
directly across from them.  At the end of the shower stalls was a large
shower room that could accommodate 8 people.

Barrett, David and Ben all took a shower stall to change into their bathing
suits and I went into the main shower room.  Adam followed me in and we
both began to undress.  He had a huge grin as we both took off our shirts.
I saw his tanned defined chest and his small pecs dotted with two perfectly
sized nipples.  They were about the size of quarters and a reddish brown
color.  The 15 year old had a small waist with a slight 6 pack developing
in his stomach.  His innie belly button was about the size of a dime and
looked like a slight indention in his stomach.  He was completely hairless
except the dozen or so wispy blond hairs in each armpit.

I undid the draw string to my athletic shorts and pushed them down and off.
I was standing in just some grey boxer briefs and the teen followed suit.
He unbuttoned his cargo shorts and pushed them down to his ankles.  He
stepped out of them and stood their admiring me as I admired him in his
purple boxers with a black waist band.  I then pushed my boxer briefs off
and began to pull on my swim suit.  The boy flashed me a devilish smile
after seeing my flaccid circumcised penis.  He then pushed his boxers down
to his ankles and stepped out of them.  He stood their proud of his body
for what seemed like several minutes just letting me look over him.

Adam's body was slim and quite hairless and I found myself staring at his
crotch.  He had a nice small patch of dark blond pubes that were quite
curly rising about three inches above his dick and spanning almost from
crease to crease of his well defined V.  The teen's cock was circumcised
and about 3 and half inches long flaccid but as he stood there naked just
chatting with me it seemed to grow.  By the time we heard Barrett's voice
announcing he was done changing he was semi hard and about five inches
long.  The other teen boy's voice seemed to make him aware he needed to get
dressed and he grabbed his swimsuit and pulled it on.  I was disappointed
because not only did his cock look magnificent with a dark brown
circumcision ring about an inch under the red cock head.  The shaft was
milky white below the ring but pink above it.  However his balls were a
work of art.  The round smooth hairless sack hung about four inches below
his cock and looked to house two large oval shaped testes.

To my displeasure his teen jewels were soon out of view and covered.  I
kept thinking if he was just comfortable with me and his body or if he was
showing off.  I didn't want to focus too much on it as I didn't want a
raging hard on in my board shorts.  I wish I knew what it all meant.  The
boys and I gathered in the area by the sinks in front of the exit door.  No
one was wearing a shirt and we all headed out to our camp sites.  We
stopped at each one in turn dropping our clothes behind and gathering a
towel.  Every one of their mothers made them promise to wear sunscreen and
made me promise I would ensure they did.  We all headed back to the river
bend to try our hand at the rope swing.  I felt the eyes of everyone we
passed enjoying the feast of flesh as it passed.


To be continued...