Date: Sun, 08 Nov 1998 14:01:01 PST
From: Star Child <starchild12@hotmail.com>
Subject: Jason's First Time (b/b)

This is a work of fiction. Some of it is true but most is fiction.
Comments are gladly welcome. Flames will be ignored.

    Star Child  [StarChild12@hotmail.com]

			    Jason's First Time

    Every guy remembers his first time. Well mine wasn't that long ago, but
I remember it like it was a familiar photograph. Summer break, 1981. Just
me and my friend Steve. Steve and I had known each other since about 1979
-- we attended the same junior high school. We were in a lot of classes
together, and we became good friends long before we discovered our other
desires.

    In a lot of ways Steve and I -- my name is Jason - were opposites.

    I'm tall; He was shorter. He's tanned, and I was not real tanned I
wasn't pale either, but my body was in excellent shape from being in swim
team, He was in even better shape than me because he was in weight training
class. He's noisy; I'm quiet. He has dark brown hair and eyes; I'm blonde
hair with blue eyes. Those differences brought us together, I suspect. We
could spend hours talking about anything -- cars, girls, sex, teachers,
sex, books, music, sex.  Well, you get the idea. We both wanted nice cars
so we could pick up the girls.  But seeing as though we both were only 14
years old, we had to wait awhile.

   To say that we were a couple of horny kids might understate the case.

   Steve and I always seemed to be thinking about sex. Not too unusual for
a couple of 14-year-olds. What was unusual was that it took so long for us
to recognize that the solution to our mutual horniness was so easy. We
didn't need reluctant girls. We had each other.

   During the summer we used to go down to the Santa Ana river and go
skinny dipping, so I knew what Steve looked like. And I always admired his
trim, tight body. For being 14 he didn't have much hair on his genitals,
and the rest of his body was just as smooth. I could always pick him out in
the dark shower room because his white butt stood out compared to the rest
of him. My parents had a pool and Steve loved to come over and swim and
roast in the sun with me.

   During break, we always spent the days together at his place, me getting
a sunburn usually and Steve getting tanner and tanner.

   We had the house to ourselves. Both my parents worked. Sometimes we
would swim nude just for the fun of it.

   Of course we always talked about sex. We confided about our solitary
jerk off sessions. I just had to jack it off in the morning when I woke up
and my cock was just straining at my pajamas or I would feel horny all day
long.  These bull shit sessions always involved girls. Both of us had never
made it with any girls but we had both tried a couple times. But now Steve
suggested something new: boys.

   "Have you ever played doctor or anything with other guys, Jason?"

   I felt nervous for some reason. I had always thought Steve was perfectly
straight, and here he was asking me if I have done anything with another
guy.

   "No, I never have," I replied to him.

   "I found a book last week that my big brother had hiding under his bed.
It shows how guys get it on with other guys," Steve told me as I felt my
dick get a little hard from the conversation.

   The words made me tremble. "What's the book called," I asked, trying to
remain calm.

    "The Joy of Gay Sex. It has instructions and pictures of guys doing'
it.

    "Have you ever thought of doing it with a guy, Jason?" Steve asked.

    "No, but I'd like to see the book," I said, thinking of Steve and his
long, cute cock. I had lied. I often had thought about Steve while I was
jacking off. But I had never told him about it. It was my sexual secret,
and I hid it from him because I had never really admitted it to myself.

    "I'll be back in a bit then. I have to get it from my brother's room."

    Steve got up from the lounge chair and headed toward his house. I
looked at his rear, outlined in the tight Speedos he always wore. My cock
hardened.  Could it be that Steve wants me?

    Steve returned shortly, with the book in his hand.

    "Here it is, Jason: the gay fuck book."

    I took the book from him and hoped he did not notice my cock bulge.  I
thumbed through the book and stared at the drawings of men fucking other
men.  Men sucking other men. I had seen straight porn before, but not
homosexual stuff like this.

    Steve jumped into the pool and swam while I examined his new book. I
wanted to reach down to my cock and rub it. I didn't dare for fear that
Steve would notice, but my dick grew harder and harder as I read. I was so
caught up in the book I never noticed Steve had pulled himself from the
pool and was standing next to me.
 
   "Looks like you might be interested," Steve said looking the bulge
produced by my hardened meat.

    "How about you?" I asked.

    Steve didn't answer with words. He reached for the waist of his Speedos
and pulled them down. His semi-hard cock sprang out, and I reached for it.
I grasped it and felt it harden in my hand. It was so easy to take it, like
I had done it dozens of times before. It felt so big in my hands.

    "Maybe we should go inside," Steve suggested as he pulled me -- not
unwillingly -- from the lounge chair.

    We headed for my room, and he shut the door behind us and spun around
and quickly lowered my swim trunks. I stepped out of them as he tossed off
his Speedos.
 
   Steve -- 5" long, circumcised and thick, me 4 1/2" long, slender and
circumcised and both of us with hard-ons. All I could do was stare at his
penis. I had seen it before in gym class, and during our skinny dipping
sessions but not hard. What a glorious sight: standing out from his body at
a 45 degree angle, about 5 inches of thick, veined boyhood. Large balls
dropping low beneath the rod.

    "It's so big," I moaned.

    Steve smiled and jacked his cock with one hand.

    "Yours is, too," Steve said. Mine was shorter than his by maybe half an
inch, but Steve's took first place for thickness. We both jacked our cocks
and slowly moved closer to each other, finally allowing our hard rods to
touch.  Then Steve put his arms around me and hugged me and planted his
lips on my mouth. As we experienced the meeting of our bodies, we gradually
moved toward the bed.

    "Want to look at the book some more?" Steve asked.

    I smiled and nodded and we reclined on the bed, and we began reading
The Book.

    "I want to try it all, Jason. And I want to do it with you."

    Steve's face neared mine and our lips met again, his hand touching my
cock for the first time. The Book went crashing to the floor.  He pushed me
down on the bed and his body hovered over me. Slowly he lowered himself on
top of me and began rubbing his entire body over mine. Our cocks meshed as
he continued his original full-body massage.

    "Oh, God, man, I'm gonna cum," I growled in his ear. Such a horny
puppy.  I moaned and shot a big load all over our bodies.  "That's OK,
dude, we got plenty of time for more," Steve whispered. He raised up off me
and I felt his hands move to my abdomen. He massaged my hot creamy cum into
my body, and when he was done, he lifted his hands to his face and took a
deep breath.
 
   "Your cum smells good. But don't worry, there'll be more."

    Steve's hands spread my legs and his fingers toyed with my cock and
balls.  He turned his body around and I found my face inches away from his
very stiff penis. I don't remember who was first. All I can remember
thinking was, "Well, go ahead and do it. See what it tastes like." I opened
my mouth and moved toward his thick cock. The swollen head passed through
my lips and into my throat. At the same time I felt Steve's warm mouth
cover my hardening dick.  Ecstasy. My cock was in heaven. And my mouth was
being stretched to the limits by this big intruder. I wanted to take it
all. I wasn't sure I could.  I wanted to please Steve, so I slowly slipped
all of it into my mouth until I felt his balls hit my chin. He started
humping, and I did the same.

    Steve's big cock tasted great, and I learned to enjoy being fucked in
the mouth by his huge dick. Steve quickened the pace, moving his mouth up
and down on my pole, squeezing my balls and fingering my butt. I did the
same to him for it felt so good to me, and when I pushed a finger up his
butt, I heard him moan loudly and then push his pud deeply down my throat.
He gave a few quick hard thrusts and I felt his cock spasm, and a gusher of
cum splashed into my mouth. My first load. From Steve's cock. I swallowed
as fast as I could, but I couldn't keep up with him. Drops of his juice
trickled down my cheeks and I tried to swallow it all. And just as I took
the last swallow of his juice, my own cock exploded down Steve's throat. I
had cum just 15 minutes before, and now I delivered another load of jizz. I
humped his mouth faster as my cock sought its release.
 
   "We did it Jason. It was so good, man."

    I had to agree. We cuddled in each other's arms and shared a glow only
two boys can know.
 
   "Yeah, stud. And we have lots more pages to study," I said, an evil grin
on my face.
  
  We fell asleep in each other's arms in a 69 position, our mouths glued to
each others dicks.
 
    Steve woke a while later feeling my dick pushing eagerly between his
legs.  I rolled him on his back, scooted down and parted his legs. I toyed
with his cock for a bit, then started sucking his balls into my mouth and
slowly jacking his cock. I flipped him on his stomach, and he had no doubt
what I had on my mind. Ever since I had first looked at his Fuck Book, I
knew I wanted to fuck his tight ass.

    "I want your little behind," I moaned in his ear as my body covered
his.

    "It's OK, I want it bad too."

    He pushed a pillow under his middle and I reached to the night stand
for a bottle of lotion I kept there.  I smelled the Vaseline Intensive Care
odor as I covered his back and buttocks with the lotion, my hand darting
between his ass cheeks and my fingers pushing into his hole. My finger
fucked his butt for a long while, and my slippery hand played with his
balls and cock as I prepared to enter his virgin behind.

    I pulled him up and he turned his head and looked back to see me lubing
up my penis.  "You sure that thing will fit?" He said winking.

    "I'll go real slow, I promise."

    I positioned the head at the entrance to his ass and gently pushed
forward.  "The book says you should relax, open your hole like you're gonna
shit."

    He did as I said, and I felt the head of my rod slowly urge its way
into his guts. Inch after inch of my boyhood entered his ass, and when it
was totally up his butt we collapsed together, two boys as one.  Steve
nibbled at my ear lobe and neck. "I love you, Jason. I want you to fuck my
ass real good."

    He pushed his impaled ass upward, and I pulled my dick out a bit and
then pushed forward. Slowly, like a steam locomotive gathering its strength
for a long, steep climb, my thrusts became longer and harder and faster.
My balls slapped against his butt and the whap, whap, whap noise alone was
enough to drive me crazy.

    Faster and harder I plowed, each stroke amplifying a rare combination
of pleasure and submission. Steve was mine and his body was being taken by
me.

    As I fucked, he jacked his cock and sometimes reached back and twisted
my nipples, an area of pleasure I did not know existed in a man. The smell
of his sweat and the lotion and the pleasure of my penis up his rectum made
the cum well up in my cock. I was so close.

    Steve was hot, too.  Faster and harder I pumped until I let out a high-
pitched yelp. My body stiffened like my cock had had been for the last half
hour. I thrusted with super intensity once more and then I felt it filling
his rear. Cum - my hot teen-age cum -- spilled into his asshole.

    I continued to thrust and spurt until my cock softened just a bit, then
I pulled out of his butt.  We raced for each other's arms and hugged and
kissed and cried. I took Steve's stiff cock into my mouth ever so briefly
and I sucked with all my might for Steve to deliver to me yet another load
of his precious boy cum.  We kissed, and Steve whispered, "Jason . . . it's
so good. So damn good. You're so good..."
 
   I basked in the warmth of his strong body and praise.
 
   "I never knew I wanted a man. Now I know, and I'm glad you were my
first," I said. It was 4:30 p.m. and my folks would be home by 5.

   "Steve, I want you to take my ass, feel what's it's like to fuck a man."

    He nodded. "I'll do it tomorrow, we don't want your parents catching
us."

    But that is another story....


Star Child [starchild12@hotmail.com]