From:  BigBob_3@hotmail.com
Subject: Tales from the Chat: Bob's First Time (b/b) (cons)
Date: Thu, 22 Oct 1998 00:39:22 CDT

This is a true story as told to me on the chat lines.
It is about boy-boy sex. If you find this subject offensive.... hit the 
road.

If you enjoy the story, feel free to e-mail me your reactions.


The night was just like the day, hot and humid. The temperature had soared
into the 90's by early afternoon and stayed there. By the time I undressed
for bed, it was still hot and humid.

This was the summer before I entered the sixth grade. I was eleven and
shared a bedroom with my 13-year-old brother, Eric. Our beds are separated
by a small nightstand that held our alarm clock and a small light.  We
shared the room our entire lives and it was not unusually for us to sleep
on the top of our beds, in our underwear, when it was hot like tonight. And
we were hot. In spite of a day at the beach, we still could not cool off.

I took off my shirt and cut off jeans, and climb onto the top of my bed
wearing only my white underwear briefs. It was too hot to cover myself,
even with a sheet. It was so hot I could feel the sheet sticking to my
sweaty body as I tossed and turned in the heat. The fan was making a soft
humming sound and the moon was shinning into our bedroom as I turned off
the light and passed into sleep.

For some reason I was wide-awake. My eyes popped open and I stayed deadly
still. The room was dark and I could see the soft moonlight shining on
Eric. He was lying on the top of his bed. I could hear him breathing deeply
and could hear the steady squeaking of his bed. I was alert but I didn't
move any part of my body except my eyes.

"What was he doing," I asked myself.

As my eyes adjusted to the dark room, I could see he had his white briefs
down past his knees. I could see the contrast between his tan legs and
stomach and the white area generally covered by his bathing suit. I could
not figure out what he was doing with his hands.  He was moving his hand up
and down. First fast and then slow.

Then it dawned on me. I remembered the lessons from our sex education class
from the fifth grade.  He was masturbating! I had never seen it done
before, but the guys and I had talked about it.  Our conclusion was it was
stupid. Why would anyone rub his dick that way? And here I was watching my
brother do it and he looked like he was enjoying it.

Eric was in a world of his own. He kept stroking his stiff dick and had no
idea I was watching him. As the moonlight spread over our room, I had a
clearer picture of him beating his meat. He had his fist wrapped around his
hard dick and was sliding it up and down.  You could see the beginnings of
man-hair on the base of his prick as his hand when to the top of his penis.
Pre-cum made his dick-head shine in the moonlit room.

I have no idea how long he had been jacking off before he woke me up, but
he was beginning to move more quickly and breath more deeply as I
watched. He was softly moaning and his bed was squeaking to his pumping
actions. I knew something was about to happen. I also knew I wanted to see
it. While Eric was concentration on jerking his hard tool, I reach up and
turned the light on.

"What are you doing," I asked, as the light filled the room.

"Nothing" he said as he quickly tried to hide his 5-inch erect missile by
throwing a loose sheet over it.

"Turn off the light or you will wake up mom" he said as he tried to hide
his erect member.

"I want to see you do it." I heard myself say.

"Do what?" he said in a tiny scared voice.

 "Jerk off." I told him as I slid off my bed onto the floor and crept
toward his bed. "I wanna see you do it." I whispered.

"I wasn't doing anything. Go back to sleep." He said.

"If you don't show me, I am going to tell ma." I threatened. "Come on show
me what your were doing."

I was sitting on the floor next to his bed and could see the worried look
in his eyes. "I wasn't doing anything" he squeaked, but you could tell the
threat of telling our mother had him worried.  I continued to plead and
threaten him.

"OK, I'll show you, but you have to do it too," he said a little more
bravely.

I readily agreed as I eagerly removed the sheet from his midsection and
exposed his limp dick. I had seen Eric naked many times but now his most
private parts were only a foot away from my eyes, and in the moonlight, I
could see how mature he had become.

His dick shrunk up to a tiny fraction of what I had seen just moments ago,
but it was a lot thicker than my cock.  You could see his dark, rough
skinned sack holding our family jewels in contrast to the white on his
belly.  At the base of his prick, he had dark, curly hair. "He's a lot more
mature than I am." I thought. I reached out and felt his soft prick. I put
my hand under it, causing it to inflate like a balloon. It grew thicker and
longer as my hand held it. It expanded from a small 2-inch limp piss organ
to a hard, stiff boner in less than thirty seconds.  Eric reached over,
covered my hand, and gently started to stroke his dick with my hand in
his. It was intense. We held his hard penis together as we slid our hands
up and down his shaft. We would move our hands in unison so that we covered
his dick head and then pulled it down to the base of his shaft. I moved my
hand from his dick and grab my own through my underwear. I felt myself
getting wet as I massaged my stiff organ.

I watched in amazement as he started to jack off only a foot in front of my
face. I had a few scattered hairs surrounding the base of my shaft, and my
penis, although four inches long, looked liked a sharpened pencil. I was a
lot further along in my physical development then most of the kids in my
class, but still I was tiny compared to Eric. My soft, warm penis jumps &
throbs inside my underwear. I could feel my own cock expanding as I watched
Eric gently stroke his meat. I could see his testicles bouncing up and down
as his movements became more frantic. His breathing became heavy and
faster. His body became tense and his ass started to rise off the bed as
his load started its trip from his guts to his pick. Then he stopped and
reach over and gently touched my small but promising organ. I was stiff
with anticipating.

He put his fingers under the waistband of my underwear and pulled my briefs
over my hips. The warmth of his hands radiated through me. His sweaty
fingers found my hard dick as he took off my underwear to see my boy boner.

"Your turn," he whispered. "Just grab it like I did and start to move it up
and down."

My dick was long and thin. It had sparse, newly grown hair at the base of
the penis. While I had some course black hair, most of it was the blond
fuzzy kind that showed I was on my way to puberty, but not yet there.  My
dick stood straight out from my body like the pointer a teacher would use
in school. I grabbed it using my two fingers and my thumb and started to
rub it like Eric showed me.

Eric went back to his masturbating but kept looking at me with a proud grin
on his face. I jacked my four inch prick as I watched him jerk his sex-tool
faster and faster. He started to get tense again and you could hear his
breath coming faster and faster. His hand started to move at warp
speed. You could see the muscles on his stomach getting tense as his sperm
started their journey from his guts to the piss hole on the tip of his
penis. His glans started to glisten with pre-cum as his hands shot up and
down, milking his dick.

Using my two fingers, I followed his direction and moved faster. Then it
started. I could feel my body getting tense and a funny feeling start to
develop in my pubic area.  The faster I rubbed my dick, the greater the
funny feeling felt.

Each jerk resulted in an intense thrill that I had never felt before. Like
Eric, I could feel the sperm working its long way out of my body. I felt
the intense waves of pleasure as the electric tingle went though my hard
dick. I looked up at my big brother. His face was tense as wanked his dick
faster and faster. Suddenly he stopped, and grobs of white cum shot from
his pecker. They shot all over his chest and he moaned as they continued to
spurt out. He milked all the cum out of his prick as I watched.

I was amazed at what I saw. And I would have stopped to exam the sticky
white stuff on his chest except I also was cumming to a climax. I felt the
'funny feeling' move to my balls and I suddenly got tense, my dick throbbed
and felt an immediate loss of the tension I had enjoyed making. My little
dick tried to produce sperm like Eric but I only got an intense feeling of
pleasure and a little clear white stuff that dripped from my one-eyed
worm. I guess I was disappointed.  When I told Eric of my disappointment,
he told me not to worry. I was only eleven and not yet mature enough to
produce cum, let alone shot it. He also said that the summer was just
starting and by the beginning of school, I would be dropping a load like he
did.

I pulled my underwear back on, said good night and when back to bed. Eric
was cleaning up his mess with a sock as I drifted off to sleep.


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