Date: Tue, 19 Sep 2006 08:10:23 +0100
From: Alex Hawk <alexhawk@operamail.com>
Subject: Story of Joe - 1993

Story of Joe - 1993
by Alex Hawk (alexhawk@operamail.com)

***

Based on a true story - Back in the days of BBS's and
300 baud modems a man meets a boy in a primative
chatroom for a very interesting conversation... I LOVE
THE 90'S! (MM, Mb, 1st, mast)

***

It was 1993. Bill Clinton was in office, the Smashing
Pumpkins were tearing up the charts and the information
super highway was nothing but a series of barely
connected dirt roads.

I was twenty-one and living a decent life. I had a
little apartment, nothing big, in one of the suburbs of
Los Angeles. My life centered on work (at a pet store),
video games (hooray for the Super Nintendo!), and
spending time on the local BBS's.

BBS's aren't really around anymore. They were quite the
thing back then. Basically your computer called a
computer at someone's house. I was getting email back
before I even knew that was what it was called. I could
access some newsgroups and correspond with people all
over the world. And, just like the Internet to come, I
could download porn, though admittedly it was pretty
much all just .txt files.

Mind you, I didn't have any way to SAVE those files.
No, my "computer" consisted of a TRS 80 DT-1. It was
just a terminal. It had a keyboard built into a monitor
and that was it. I used a 300-baud modem to connect.
300 baud. Anyone now who doesn't use a DSL or cable
modem probably uses a 56.6k modem. that would be a
56,600-baud modem. Consider how slow THAT is, and
imagine using something that's only 300 baud. Gads!
Even now I don't know how I managed. I eventually
upgraded to a 2400-baud modem and then the granddaddy
of them all, the 14.4 modem. Oh, how happy I was!

Some people who ran these boards had really big ones
with several lines supporting many users. Those were
the best, cause you could get into chats. I know that
doesn't sound like much these days, but back then it
was a really big thing.

I was on one of these boards. I was mostly reading a
Star Trek newsgroup (I was a geek), when I got a little
message across the bottom of my screen saying,
"TheCrazyOne invites you to chat!". There wasn't really
anything like instant messages back then. You had to go
into chat rooms, mostly, in order to talk.

I accessed TheCrazyOne's profile and read through it.
Basically the only thing about him was that he was male
and lived in the same suburb as me. Nothing else was
filled in. Well, that wasn't THAT unusual. A lot of
people left things unfilled in. I figured I'd pop into
his chat room and see what he wanted.

TheCrazyOne and I were the only ones in the chatroom. I
typed out [Hello!]

[hi how r u?] Yeah, the quality syntax we've all come
to know and love on the Internet started out on the
BBS's back in the day.

[I'm ok. How are you?]

[im ok my name is joe]

[Nice to meet you. I'm Ryan.]

[hi rayn] he typed and then [im sorry i meant ryan]

[It's ok, Joe. :) ]

[what does :) mean/] he typed after a moment.

[Look at it sideways. It's a smile.] Emoticons were a
new thing back then.

[oh ok cool]

[So why did you page me?]

[no reason i read ur profile and thought u might be
cool to talk to] Joe typed.

Well, this was scintillating. "What about it did you
like?]

[well u like movies and books and so do i.]

[Ok. What's your favorite movie?]

There was a moment before Joe typed, [i like a lot of
them u know? terminator 2 was really kick ass.]

[Yeah, that was a good movie, alright.]

[can i ask u a question/?]

[Sure.] I had an idea where this might be leading.

[r u really gay? it says u r]

Bingo. Back then being gay wasn't quite as easy as it
was now a days. There were special BBS's you could get
onto that were gay oriented, but that was it. There
weren't any gay websites, or any websites at all for
that matter. So lots of people would come into contact
with gay people for the first time while on one of
these boards.

[Yes, I am. Are you?] I asked.

[ive never met anyone who is gay b4] he replied.

[Well, now you have. :) ] I noticed he'd dodged the
question.

[yeah] There was quiet for a moment and then Joe typed,
[i heard a couple guys got busted having sex in the
parking lot of harding highschool]

[I hadn't heard that.]

[i thought it sounded kind of cool]

I raised an eyebrow. [Cool they were having sex or that
they got caught?]

[that they were havign sex :) ]

[Ah. So are you gay, too, then?]

[i dont think so i just thought it sounded cool]

[You don't think so? You're not certain?]

[well i guess not i dont really know]

[You ever have sex with another guy?]

[no i havent had sex with anyone yet im still a virgin]

[Oh, ok.] I thought for a moment and then typed, [Well,
when you jerk off, do you think about boys or girls?]

Joe didn't type anything for several seconds and then
said, [whats jerk off mean?]

That really surprised me. [Jerking off. You know,
masturbating? Playing with yourself? Rubbing your dick
and having an orgasm?]

[i havent done that] he typed after a bit.

Now I was a little confused. [How old are you, Joe?]

[12]

I nearly choked on the Coke I'd been drinking. [12?]

[yeah is taht bad?]

[No, I'm just surprised is all. I thought you were
older.] The idea that he might actually be an adult
just pretending never entered my mind. The whole notion
that people would pretend to be something they weren't
while online wasn't something that had really occurred
to me yet. He said he was a twelve-year-old boy, and I
believed it.

I'd been silent for quite a bit and apparently Joe
started to get concerned. [r u still there? u rnt made
at me r u?]

[If you mean mad, no I'm not.]

[ok good :) ]

[So you really don't know what jerking off is?]

[no what is it]

[Well, it's where you sort of stroke your penis until
you have an orgasm. It feels really good. It's
basically simulating sex.] I typed out.

Joe typed, [oh cool how do u do it?]

[You want me to teach you how?] My penis had hardened
up at some point during the conversation. I wasn't sure
why this was making me horny, but was it ever! Cybersex
didn't really exist much yet, but this was an inkling
of what it could be.

[yeah]

[Ok, I guess I can. It's pretty easy after all.]

[ok]

[Well, first, is your penis hard?]

[yeah]

[Ok. What are you wearing?]

[sweat pants and boxers]

[Ok, well, pull them down enough to let your penis
out.]

After a few seconds Joe typed, [ok i did that]

I reached down and rubbed at my own erection, picturing
this basically naked boy. [All right now hold your
penis in your hand, kind of like a joystick.]

[ok]

[Are you?]

[yeah]

[Ok, now hold it kind of loosely and start rubbing it
up and down a little. Do it nice and slow until you get
used to what you're doing.]

[ok]

I let it sit at that for a minute or so and then typed,
[How's it feel]

[godo]

[You mean good? :) ]

[yeh]

[Now try doing it faster and faster.] I released my
penis from my pants and began masturbating myself.

[ko]

[Is it feeling really good now?] I asked after a bit.

[yeha]

[Pretty soon it'll feel really good and then you'll
have an orgasm. Some stuff might come out of your
penis. Don't worry about it if it happens.]

A couple minutes went by and I was just about to ask
for a progress report when Joe typed out to me [wow
that was really cool]

[Did anything come out?]

[yeah]

[It's kind of sticky and white?]

[yeah]

[You know what it is, right?]

[yeahsperm]

[That's right. So did you like it?]

[yeah i did :) ]

[Cool. Going to do it more?]

[hell yeah]

[Cool.] I was jerking pretty hardcore myself at this
point, picturing this boy having his first orgasm.

[i gotta go my mom will be home soon]

[Oh, ok. You wanna talk again sometime?]

[sure i should be here tomarrow ok?]

[Ok. Enjoy your new toy.]

[what new toy?] then [oh i get it :) ]

[Hehehe.]

[ok bye] and he was gone from the chatroom

I finished off my masturbation, thinking about what it
would have been like to watch this boy playing with
himself. I wondered if I'd ever see him again. I
certainly hoped so!

END PART ONE

Copyright 2006, Alex Hawk, all rights reserved and
stuff. Insert usual disclaimers HERE.

Anyhow, this is another true story. In this case the
story of a friend of mine. He told me all about this
boy who basically turned out to be a NAMBLA wet dream.
I thought it sounded good for a story, especially since
he had a couple of the chat logs still saved, so I was
able to quote heavily from them (not in this part, mind
you. The description of what he was getting online with
is accurate, too!). Hard to imagine what it was like
being online 12 years ago. I wasn't even online then.
But my friend told me what it was like. I hope I
captured it accurately.

I've been enjoying everyone's feedback! Please feel
free to send more to alexhawk@operamail.com and keep on
reading and whatever it is you do while reading, I
can't possibly imagine...

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