Date: Mon, 30 Jul 2007 09:44:48 -0700 (PDT)
From: doned88 <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: First Touch

It was like a second that felt longer, a moment that triggered something
in his brain and a sensation that he found out meant a great deal more
then the horseplay that day.

He slipped into the water where several friends and relatives played.
There were others who surrounded the barbque or beer cooler nearby. The
family event had expanded to neighbors and other friends.

He felt free, lost in the anonymity of the crowds of people. He saw his
parents here and there but they didn't hover near him as they usually
did. His Mother didn't stare at him when he did something that aroursed
her concern and his father wasn't being told by her to say something to
him.

He was free. He felt naked despite wearing his jams. It was a new
sensations. Laying in a sleeping bag on  the floor of his cousins'
bedroom he played with his night time erection without worrying about
parents bursting into his room. In the darkness he heard the deep
breathing and sounds of another person doing what he did every chance he
got.

Standing in the shower letting the water pelt his naked body he jacked
his cock until his body responded. And he laughed when another kid
standing in the bathroom made comment about him jacking off and that it
was his turn next.

He landed on the pool bottom and pushed with his toes rising to the
surface to gasp for air.

Hands surrouneded his bare torso lifting him up out of the water only to
let him fall back in. Agian they held him and the fingers played with his
nipples as they lifted him up a second tme and a third.

He loved it, He loved the hands on his body. He loved the fingers playing
withi his young erect nipples and finally when one hand lifted him by
pushing his butt, he knew he wanted more.

The horseplay continued. And he grabbed back at the man who's hands had
awakened something deep inside him. They weren't adult and child any
longer, no kids and teens in the pool but all nearly naked people wanting
to touch, grab, hold.

His cock was hard. The water was cold but his cock was rockhard.

"Look at you son" the man said smiling "better get back in the water
before someone sees that thing" the man smiled and holding the boys hips
put him back into the water.

"We'll take care of that tonight" he said in his ear.

The burgers were gone, the sun had begun to set and the visitors began to
abandone the fathered family members.

His Unvle projected a Harry Potter movie on the side of the white walls
and the kids were mesmorized for three hours.

He soon stood in front of the toilet letting the days stored liquie flow.
He liked the feeling almost as much as when his body ejaculated. There
was somthing about his body feeling tings that he found fascinating.

He stretched his arms upwards as his penis leaked into the toilet. Then
he let his hands move to his own sides to feel the smooth skin of his
bare torso.

"Hey there you are" the voice was familiar. The man who had played with
him in the pool earlier had come into the bathroom and looked through the
drawers. The man looked towards the shower and then whispered in his ear.
"Second room on the right upstairs, wait till everyone's asleep" and the
man patted his buttocks while resting a hand on his bare shoulder.

He lay in the darkness excited by anticipation as ell as the sounds of
his cousins masturbating. He could have left the sleeping bag and moved
to one or their beds to share the fun as he had the first night. But
instead he pretended to sleep.

The crikets soon made the only sounds. He heard breathing and slight
muttering. He crept to the bathroom as if to validate his reason for
rising and leaving hte shared bedroom.

Then moving slowly his bare feet pressed lightly on the stairs making
hims hesitate when an occasional creak was heard.

He looked at the hallway and towads the bathroom on tha tfloor wondering
if he should once again go in the room in case anyone needed to know why
he was there. But there was nobody there to ask that question.

He counted and put his hand on the doorknob. The door was slightly open
and moved further open as he peaked insdie.

He saw the silhouette sitting on a window sill. The small light told him
the form was smoking. "Come in and lock the door" the whisper
acknowledged his presence.

He did as he was told and crossed the room. Accepting the offerec
cigarette he inhaled it and held the smoke. It wasn't the first joint he
had sampled. The man took the joint back and told him to sit.

He moved to the sill his back to the man hoping he'd feel the gentle but
stron hands again. His expectations were realized as the bare hairy arm
crossed over hsi houlder and lay across his bare chest and stomach
holding him in place.

"We don't want you to fall" the whisper said.

There didnt' speak after that. He inhaled another time adn when the man
moved he moved. The man dropped his boxer shorts and he did the same.

Feeling his now naked body aginst the man was a sensation he hadn't
anticipated and one tha tmade his heart race. He felt with his back the
man's chest, the man's thighs, the man's hard cock pressed aginst his
bckbone.

The mans hands moved over him petting, feeling, playing and holding. His
cock almost erupted when the hands surrounded it. It wasn't like his
cousins hands when they jacked off each other. It was different. There
was strength, command and control.

He wanted to turn over and touch the man, fell his body, run his fingers
through the body hair, touch his man sized cock and balls, maybe even
kiss them, though he had never had that thought before.

But being there like that, being held and played with, behing controlled
by the older man was too much to stop, too valuable to loose, too great
to stop.

He knew the man's cock would enter him. He had joked about that kind of
thing as all teens do. But the lust for it had never arisen before. He
wanted it, he needed it and he knew after it happned he would never be
the same.

So he relaxed holding the strong hair arm that surrounded him and let
himself be where he realized he needed to be, bing who he needed to be
with the man who had touched him.