Date: Sun, 6 Apr 2008 13:30:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Truett <savannahkid2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: Queer Medicine - Part 3

I was lying in bed wearing only my underwear, because that's what I always
wore to bed. I had learned a lot about puberty from James and Robert.  They
taught me all about the stuff that happens during puberty. I would start
growing pubic hair, my voice would change, and my dick would grow larger.
I would begin to produce sperms and then ejaculate.

I pulled down my underwear and looked at my developing cock and balls. I
ran my hand over my developing pubic bush. I knew I would soon shoot cum. I
knew all about masturbation.  I had become a pro at jerking my dick and
thanks to Robert I felt that it was OK for me to this.  He told me it was
normal and it's a healthy behavior.

I started my nightly jerk off session by touching my developing balls.  I
moved the two orbs inside the pouch and rolled them between my fingers.  I
rubbed the thin tubes connecting my balls to the inside of his body.  I
knew that the balls made sperms and the sperms traveled through those
tubes.  What I didn't know was that the balls I was playing with recently
started producing an army of little solders that were ready to attack.  My
time had arrived.

My dick was hard as I started jerking off for the ten thousand times.  With
my right hand, I stroked all the different parts of my dick.  My stroking
caused blood to flow into the soft tube and I felt harder than I ever had.
I was boned and I continued beating my meat. My dick was now about 5 inches
and hard. Each time my fingers stroked the shaft I had a tingling in my
cockhead.  It was starting to pulse strong and hard.  This was a new
feeling and I spread my legs further apart and I quickly increased the pace
of my stroking.

I was moments away from what all boys experience as they enter adulthood.
As the pleasure grew I started rapidly stroking up and down. I was starting
to orgasm!  My hips were thrusting forwards as a thin, clear fluid squirted
out of my cock. A new sense was added to his regular teenage masturbation
and my first load of cum was drying on my belly.  I looked at the messy cum
and put one of my fingers into it and I brought it to my mouth. I tasted
the cum off my finger.

At 13 years old, I was experienced at jerking off.  I did it hundreds of
times in my young life.  I started thinking about what Robert had told me,
"You will know if you are queer or not.  It is something you are born
with. If you think of hard dicks when you jerk off instead of pussy you
might be queer. But that wont matter because there is nothing you can do
about it.  You will know when you start to produce cum and you have pubes."

This would be a day I'd remember for the rest of his life..  For some
reason I was curious about my friends.  I had a clear picture in my mind of
the Chip, one of the guys in our group, sitting alone in his bedroom
playing with his dick.  I wondered how big his dick gets when it's hard. At
this point a strange fantasy slowly began to creep into my mind. Chip had
almost begged me to start the game again.  Chip was a horn dog and liked to
get off anytime he could. He was persistence with me to start to play our
boyhood game again.  He could tell I wanted to.

The thought of playing the game with him again was making me feel horny.  I
still had my hand fondling my balls and my rock-hard dick.  I felt a drop
of pre-cum as my hand brushed over the tip of my dick. I can't believe I'm
getting excited thinking about this.  If James knew about this, he'd tell
me I was such a queer. My mind saw the image of Chips cock and balls in my
face.  Then he'd start to jerk off inches away from my face.  His dick
would get hard and he'd start pumping his boner.  I'd be looking right at
his piss slit wondering when the cum was going to shoot out.  I guess he
can cum now too?  A stream of hot cum suddenly gushed out of my cock.  It
squirted all over my stomach and my hand.  This time the orgasm sort of
snuck up on me.


The next day I saw Chip and he brought up the game.  I agreed to play the
game with him if he would keep it just between us.  I was nervous as we
entered Chip's bedroom.  I sort of wanted to make my fantasy from the
previous night turn into a reality, but I was afraid to start it.  Chip was
only half-listening to me.  I was scared because I didn't know how much
Chip would expect for me. I looked at Chip and told him, "I will do
anything you want me to but we are just be experimenting."  Chip was so
shocked by what I had said that he stopped and looked at me, "Are you
telling me you'd just listen to me and do anything I said?" I blushed and I
said, "Anything.  But you can't tell anyone about it.  Cause if you do they
would think I'm a queer." Chip wanted to see if I was joking, "OK. Get
naked right now." He was ready to play my game.

Chip watched with amazement as I started undressing, "I can't believe
you're really doing this.  You are one perverted Queer Boy." I was really
excited about this.  I had no idea what Chip's dick would look like.  I
guessed that it would be like mine.  Chip also noticed that my dick was
growing, "You're getting a boner." My entire teenage life I was hiding my
boners from people.  And now I was standing in front of him with hard-on.
He was staring at me at this point.  My humiliation was what was making him
horny.  I wasn't sure what to do next.

I said, "I shot cum for the first time last night." Chip laughed, "That's
cool. I've been shooting for a few months and I shoot a lot now.  I do it
all the time." He looked at me and said, "What do you think about when you
do it?"  I said, "Mostly I think about being naked and stuff." I did not
want to say that the last time I jerked off I fantasized about him.  Chip's
dick was growing hard inside his jockeys as he took off his shirt.  He was
getting naked!  Could my sexual fantasy be going to come true?  He was
standing next to the bed wearing only his white jockeys, "You like my dick?
Do you want to get a close-up look at it?"

Chip pulled down his jockeys.  Between his legs dangled the 4 inch limp
dick.  He was hung. He stepped up between my legs as I sat on his bed. I
watched his dick and balls. My dick was rock-hard but his dick was still
soft. He pushed his basket close to me, "Now my dick's right in your face."
He was in control.  He looked at my hard-on. He said, "You have a boner.  I
bet you have a boner because I'm naked.  You want my dick don't you?"  I
became scared and I said, "No."

He yelled, "Liar, I bet you do.  You are a Queer Boy and you like dicks. I
think you want to get a closer look at my dick."  I already had a look
because it was just inches from my face.  He laughed and became forceful,
"Here's my dick. Have a closer look." He leaned forward and rubbed his dick
all over my face.  The friction from rubbing his cock was causing him to
get a boner.  I watched it grow and grow until it was 7 inches hard.

He said, "Now I have a boner too, Queer Boy. What does my dick smell like?"
Chip moved his balls onto my face.  I said, "It smells gross.  Get your
dick out of my face." "No.  You wanted to play the game. I'm going to add
some new rules to the game.  You have had this up your ass hole but I have
never used you queer mouth." I was ready to back out of the game and I
said, "I can't do that.  You can corn hole me again if you like. I don't
think I can suck you.  That's really gay."

I tried to force this him away from my space.  There was no way I was going
to suck on another guy's dick. But he was the one in control.  It wasn't
just for pretend anymore.  Chip knew that I would give.  He knew me better
that I did myself. "OK, it's time to suck on my dick."

It was happening just as I imagined it yesterday.  Chip's dick was fully
erect and sticking up toward my mouth.  I could see hard veins running up
the length of the 7 inch shaft.  He said, "Now put it in your mouth and
suck on it.." I gave in and opened my mouth.  I was going to suck on his
dick!  I leaned forward and slipped the swollen dick head past my lips.  I
automatically started moving my head forwards and backwards.  I was sucking
a dick.

I stared at Chip's brown patch of pubic hairs and lean abs.  My lips felt
the girth of his cockhead.  I knew that I must be getting his dick close to
shooting it's cum in my mouth.  I stopped sucking and said, "don't shoot in
my mouth. He looked disappointed and said, "I'll tell you when to stop
sucking."

Chip instinctively began really fucking my mouth.  He was moving his pelvis
in and out. Chip stopped and pulled his dick from my mouth. He said, "I
going to cum." He started jerking like crazy just inches away from his face
and his spunk shot out of his dick and splashed right on my face and
straight into my mouth.  He squirted his cum in my mouth!