Date: Sat, 27 Oct 2001 18:35:28 +0000
From: T Johnson <tjohnson7979@hotmail.com>
Subject: Getting to Know Jason

This is my first time sending in a story to a website.  Although there is no
sex involves in this story, the same things apply as always: If you aren't
18, you don't need to be reading this.  Hopefully you all will like it,
though.

- TJ

The story takes place the summer after my freshman year of high school.  I
was going to spend 10 weeks away from home at summer camp meeting new people
and having some fun.  It was Sunday afternoon when my parents dropped me off
at the college dorm.  I was 5 hours away from home with 150 other guys and
girls between the ages of 12 and 17.  If my inclinations were right, this
would prove to be an awesome summer getting to know some of these other
teens.
The first couple of weeks were full of getting used to living in the dorm
and having meetings all day long, but after the initial hustle and bustle
was over, everyone started getting to know each other better.  And there was
one guy I definitely wanted to get to know better.  His name was Jason and
he was about 6 months younger than me.  I would be 14 at the end of summer
and he had turned 13 the previous winter.  Jason seemed like a loner -- like
one of the characters from the novel "The Outsiders".  You know the kind I'm
talking about -- he had really dark brown hair with a surfer cut, bead
necklace, and kept a cigarette behind his ear for when he needed a nicotine
fix.  He was cool, though.  He liked video games and music, he loved to talk
about his girlfriend and what they would do together, and he just liked to
have a good time.
I liked Jason because, unlike myself, he had no modesty.  I was the only son
in my family, so I was raised to not walk around in just my underwear and
not to bother anyone else when they were in the shower.  Jason, on the other
hand, loved trying to start something in the showers.  He would toss soap
around in the shower or try to pop you with his towel when you came out of
the shower.  Fortunately enough, we were in a college dorm so there were 12
showers on each floor.  We each had a cubicle to ourselves, but the
partitions only went down to just below our knees, so you could easily tell
what the guy next to you was doing by looking at the puddle of water in his
cubicle (but that's another story).
Week 4 came and we all had to pick an activity to do.  I wasn't sure what
sport I wanted to do over the summer but I knew I wanted to get to know
Jason better.  He signed up for martial arts and I thought "what the hell, I
might as well."  The class started and we were partners for all the
defensive exercises, so we spent a lot of time outside of the gym working on
moves.  One day we were in the gym practicing with the other kids and Jason
excused himself to go to the bathroom.  He was in there for a good 10
minutes and the instructor asked if I would go and check on him.  I didn't
think anything about it, and I went to the locker room and found Jason over
in the corner at a urinal.  I walked up to him and asked if he was ok.  He
said yeah, that he was just tired and needed a break so he had come into the
locker room to chill out.  I had thought he was jacking off, but when he
turned around there was no tent in the front of his pants, so I brushed off
that thought.  We were headed back out of the locker room and just then a
man came out of the showers with his towel over his head, drying his hair.
Jason and I both turned and looked.  He had a nice body -- probably a
swimmer's body.  This guy had a six-pack, a light dusting of hair on his
chest that quickly became a treasure trail and flowed into his brown pubes.
Jason and I were about ten feet away but we both agreed that his dick had to
be at least 6" limp.  About that time he removed the towel from his head and
said "Hey."  Jason and I stood there and talked to him for about 10 minutes
and it turned out he was a sophomore at the college we were staying at.  Too
bad nothing would happen with him!  Jason and I finally headed out the doors
and back to the martial arts class and that's when I noticed the tent in
Jason's pants.  He must have like what we had seen because he was sporting a
major hard-on.
That night Jason invited me to spend the night in his room.  Jason's
roommate had left the program after the first couple of weeks because he
didn't like it, so Jason had a room to himself.  There were two beds and two
closets.  I got there about 9 that night, and Jason was lying in his bed
drinking a soda and reading a book.  He told me I could put my stuff in the
closet and to get comfortable.  I put my stuff in the closet and sat down on
the other bed.  Jason then pulled back the covers and stood up.  He was
wearing a white wife-beater and some black bikini briefs.  Man was he hot.
He walked over to me and sat down beside me on the bed and said, "I mean get
REALLY comfortable."  I decided this could be fun, so I stripped down to my
white briefs and t-shirt and sat back down on the bed.  He went back to his
bed and handed me the book he was reading.  He told me to read a couple of
paragraphs.  I began reading the paragraphs that were describing how a
girl's pussy gets hairy when she hits puberty and how you can finger a girl
to get them wet.  Jason asked if I liked what I was reading.  I lied and
said yeah, and he said, "cool."  He then asked me to come over to his bed
and lay down with him.  He was up against the wall laying face up and I knew
I was getting hard so I lay facedown beside him.  He asked me to read the
book out loud to him.  I began reading and he laid back and put his hands
behind his head.  I had only read a few sentences when he stopped me.  He
asked my to lift up my arms so he could see my armpits.  I did so and he was
surprised that I didn't have any hair in my pits yet.  He ran his fingers
through his underarms and felt the hairs.  He said he liked having hair
under his arms because he felt manly.  He laughed and said he couldn't
believe he was younger than I was and he had more hair in his pits.  I just
said, "Well, you might have more hair in your pits, but I bet I have more
pubic hair."  Jason told me to roll over and I did.  He looked down at my
crotch and said he had more hair than I did.  I asked him how he came to
that conclusion because I hadn't even taken my briefs off yet.  He ran his
fingers down to his crotch and ran then around the legs of his bikini
briefs, revealing lots of long, curly hairs.  He said that he had more
because mine didn't stick out of the legs like his did.  I told him that's
because he had on bikini briefs.  He just laughed and asked how big my dick
was.  I held up my hands and gave him a sign of about 6".  Then he pulled
his bikini briefs tight so that I could see the outline of his dick and
asked me if mine was bigger than his.  I looked for a moment and said it's
about "this much longer", slightly touching his dick.  When I touched his
dick, I could see it growing under the material and I apologized for
touching him.  He said not to worry about it.  He told me he touches himself
all the time and asked if I jacked off a lot.  I told him I jacked off
everyday, and he said he did too.  The only problem was my roommate -- he was
constantly in the room and even at night I fell asleep before he did, so I
never had the chance to jack off anymore.  I told Jason I needed some kind
of release and he let me jack off with him that night.  Then he asked if I
had any hair on my ass.  I told him no and he told me he did.  I told him to
prove it, and he pulled his bikini briefs all the way down so I could see
his ass.  Sure enough, he had a trail of black curly hairs lining his crack
and surrounding his pink hole.  Nothing ever happened after that.  I wanted
it to, but it never did.

Anyhow, I hope you liked the story.  Email me and let me know:
Tjohnson7979@hotmail.com