Date: Sun, 22 Jun 2003 19:01:08 -0700 (PDT)
From: justin Ameri <justinandbuffy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Practice

   When school let out for the summer during my twelfth year, several of us
neighborhood boys would go to the schoolyard where we could play baseball.
In the beginning, we would just do batting practice kind of things for two
or three hours, then go home because it would get too hot later in the day
to be playing that actively.

    One day, as was our usual practice, three of us who were really close
friends would hang back after the others had left, and talk about girls and
sex.  The reality was, neither of us knew a damned thing about either
subject, but we knew about fucking to make babies, even though none of us
had a clue as to why.  One day, George, who was maybe a couple of months
older than Billy and I, and who also had a brother about two years older,
announced that he had important news for us after we finished playing ball
that day.

    When we had finished playing ball and the others had left, we three had
our conference.  It seems that George's brother had shared some sexual
information with George the previous night.  George had discovered his
older brother jerking off and saw him squirt some juice out.  Now, George,
Billy, and myself knew about jerking off, and that it felt really good -
especially at the end, but we were not squirting any juice and didn't know
what that meant.

    George, with his brother in a compromising situation, pressed for an
explanation, and learned that when he got a little older, he too would be
able to make that juice come out of his cock.  It turns out that, according
to his brother, this juice - called semen -- is what makes babies if it
gets into a girl.  By this time, we had all gotten hard cocks and agreed to
jerk off together, which we did.  None of us was able to produce semen yet.

    By the end of summer, George had started to be able to produce semen.
He one day offered to show me if I wanted to see it, and of course, I was
anxious.  So George and I hanged around until all the others had left and
he got on his knees and pulled his cock out.  It seemed as though it had
grown considerably since I had last seen it hard about 6 weeks earlier, and
George began stroking it.  Soon, he informed me that he was going to make
the juice come out, which he said was called "coming", and he did it!  A
sight that I had never before witnessed mesmerized me.  George said that it
felt a lot better and more exciting than just the great, tingling feeling
we get before we are able to actually come.

    A few days later, George was at my house one really hot afternoon and
we were in the air-conditioned comfort alone.  I asked George if he would
let me watch him make that juice come out again, and he said that he would.
So, he opened his pants, pulled out his cock and made it hard.  He started
jerking on it, and soon became very animated - his actions becoming more
frenzied as though he had to hurry the job along.  Soon, his cock oozed out
even more come than I had seen on the previous occasion. When I told him
that it looked like even more juice than before, he said that it seemed
like he was making more every week.

    School resumed soon thereafter, and we didn't have the same
opportunities that the summer recess offered.  We worked out an arrangement
whereby we would get together every Saturday for fun and especially to jerk
off together.  Every Saturday afternoon, my parents would go shopping in a
town about 20 miles away and George and I had the entire house to ourselves
for a couple of hours.  We always went to the attic because there were a
couple of old but comfortable pieces of furniture there that we could use,
and it afforded us privacy, even if my parents returned unexpectedly.

    Every Saturday George and I jerked off together at least twice, mostly
so that I could see him cum.  I was still unable to.  One day George asked
if I would like to jerk him off and I would be able to feel the cum
squirting through his cock.  He didn't have to ask twice.  Although I had
never thought of doing this, I didn't hesitate to say yes.  I cannot
describe the excitement I felt when he got his hard cock out and I took it
in my hand.  It was thicker and heavier than my own - and it throbbed in my
hand.  It was one of several experiences I shall never forget.  I soon had
that hard cock throbbing in my hand.  Shortly, George said he was cumming,
which he certainly did.

    That Saturday ritual continued for many weeks.  One of those days, my
dad surprised us by somehow discovering us engaged in that activity.  After
George has left, my dad asked how long we had been doing that and if I
enjoyed it.  I admitted that I did enjoy it and that George seemed so much
more grown up because he could cum and I could not.  My dad said that being
grown up was a matter of degree and that George's cock, and mine, would get
much larger as we matured, that I would be able to make cum, and that we
both would make much more cum than George was able to make right now.  I
was really excited by that news.

    My dad said that if I wanted to, he would show me how much cum a grown
man makes.  I said I would like to see that and he opened his fly and
showed me the first adult hard-on that I ever saw.  It was huge at the
time.  About 6 inches long and nearly as thick as a soda can, with a very
red head.  Dad started stroking on it and then asked me if I would like to
do it for him.  I took it in my hand and stroked.  Dad showed me how to
make my thumb rub on the ridge of the head along the topside of his cock -
he said that felt really good on his cock.  After a few minutes, I noticed
that his cock head was more swollen at about the time he said he needed to
cum.  He shot 5 or 6 spurts of hot, thick cum onto his belly.  More cum
than I had seen, for sure.  It was tremendously exciting for me.

    After that episode, dad said that we could do that or anything else I
wanted to do.  I would only need to ask him.  We later jerked off together,
sometimes one jerking the other, for months.  I had begun to cum about a
month after our first time together, and we jerked off together for about 2
years.  A couple of times he showed me how putting his finger in his ass
and massaging his prostate made him cum even more than usual.  I think that
he wanted to do me in the same way, but I had tried it once myself and it
was more uncomfortable than exciting, so I didn't have an interest.

    When I turned 14, I began to become interested in girls and didn't want
to jerk off with anyone after that.  That is, until I was married and about
30 years old, when I had a chance to jerk off with my brother-in-law one
evening.  Let me know if you would be interested in that.