Date: Sat, 25 Nov 2006 19:18:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Chris
Subject: I Was Twelve, He Was Ninteen, pt. 2

All the previous disclaimers apply. You've been warned about knowing what
really happeneed to me in 1968!  It might corrupt your morals and ruin your
for life. So be afraid!


            I was laying across my best friends single bed. My head against
the wall and my legs hanging over the edge to the floor.  Nathan, my knew
fifteen year old friend had his hand carressed around my hard cock. He and
I had just watched his older ninteen year old brother cum as he lay on his
bed across the little room. Nathan had asked if he could help me because it
was my first time to jerk off and i was obviously nervous, yet excited.  I
had complied with just the nodd of my head and a look to his eyes.

            With he softest voice, he had told me to close my eyes and just
relax. I did just that and waited. With one move he went from being cross
legged setting beside me to laying beside me now, and his hot palm
massaging my cock. I was in heaven, for i had never in my life felt that
way. Never had i had anyone be so open to me about sex, and not one person
had ever felt my body like that.

            And the ironic thing about this remembrance of my first time at
sex is how completely accepting I was of the inevitable. I sensed that I
would never be the same again, and didn't want to be. I wanted it all, and
I was determined to get what I wanted, even though I was nervous.

             I began to breath deeply and sigh at the loving pull of his
hand on my ever hardening cock. I began to moan and move my head from side
to side. I remember he not only pulled on my cock, but he would move his
hand occasionally down to my balls and hold them, just for a moment then
move back up to the standing shaft, and that drove me over the edge.  All
of this I said earlier came within just a few minutes, but it was such a
powerful moment in my life and has been thought of, over and over, all my
life. It and the following events exist in my mind as though they were
eternal. Is that possible?  How can something so physical, be so spiritual
to me now.

             I cum with a vengence! With a loud moan. My first time. My
first cum.  With all the physical teasing i had had the last two days;
seeing Nathan naked at Scouts, looking at Playboys, watching both he and
his brother jerk off.  I cum with three strong blast. There wasn't much to
it, I do't want to mislead you. But three definite hard jolts to my
body. One string of white jism shot into the air and landed on my
stomach. Another to the air only to land on my leg and then a clearer
stream the third time driped down onto Nathan's hand.  I lay there wide
eyed and unbelieving, totally overwelmed. And totally in love with Nathan.
 
             I had not realized all this time that Mark had moved from his
bed to ours and was setting beside me now. Nathan laying on the other side,
his hand still on my softening cock. Mark now found a towel and started to
wipe up the cum splattered places, even reaching to my cock and wiping it
off. 'That Was So Cool Man!'  Mark explained. 'Ya, 'The Shit!'  Nathan
cheered.  'Your first cum man. I didn't know you hadn't ever cum before.'
I looked at them both and confess i was a little embarrrassed with all this
attention laying here in the middle of naked gods.

            Soon I was pulling my pants back on and it was time to go home,
but not before Mark comes over to me and wraps his arm around me and hugs
me real tight and says, 'He I'm glad you came over today Chris!'  And he
reached down and wacked me on the Butt. 'Maybe we can do more ' real soon!'
With that Nathan and I left and he walked home with me and met my family
for the first time.

            Over the next few weeks not much really happened.  (I of course
was now the Jerk Off King, and my cock hurt, at times from doing it so
much) It was now August and school would begin in just a few days. Chris
called me up and wanted to know if I would like to go camping with him and
his brother.  They wanted to go before school started.  They had planned to
go to their Grandpas pond on the back of his property and swim and spend
the night. And what do you think I said? My cock got hard just thinking
about it.  I was also just excited because the last few weeks had been kind
of boring and it was a chance to do some things in the outdoors I loved to
do. My parents were cool with it, they had gotten to know Nathan and really
liked him.

             We arrived in Mark's old red Ford truck about six. It wouldn't
be dark for a couple hours. We set up our tent and got the fire wood
together.  Then I saw Mark run to the pond, yelling 'Last one in blows
cock!'  That caught me off gaurd and I barely got started with taking my
clothes off when both Mark and him were butt naked and jumping into the
water off the dock of the pond. I stood on the dock and pulled down my
underwear and noticed both Mark and Nathan were watching me with huge grins
across their faces.  Mark yelled,'You know what that means!'  But what they
didn't know is that I didn't understand what they meant. I really
didn't. Hard to believe isn't it?  I had heard about 'blow jobs', but never
put two and two together. I was just a beautifull twelve year old naive
virgin.

           Passing off the comment, I was more concerned about being seen.
I was still very self conscious that i had almost no hair on my body and
they both had huge bushes around their cocks.  But it didn't seem to mean
anything to them. They started to wrestle each other, and splash water on
me as I jumped in and I soon forgot about what I looked like, or anything
about 'blowing'.