Date: Mon, 12 Jan 1998 00:33:02 -0800
From: chucketal@email.com
Subject: Ralph Rubbed Me

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WARNING:  If you are offended by sex between men, sex between a boy and a
man, sex between boys, sex between teenaged boys, sex between a man and a
teenager or any combination thereof--where some of them may be related by
blood, marriage or just plain lust-- you definitely shouldn't be reading
this story.  If this type of sex is illegal or immoral in your particular
state, province, country, stop reading now and go away.  If, according to
your local laws, you're under age, no fair peeking below.

These stories are fantasy based upon real events that took place in my
life. Some of the following events may contain graphic descriptions of
sexual acts between men and MINOR boys  Any resemblance to any particular
boy, man, teenager, penis or other anatomical part is just your over-active
imagination.

Some of the following story depict unprotected sex.  It's fantasy.  You are
reality.  Practice safe sex.  I do not condone either incest or child
abuse, however boy-love-sex as described in the following experiences are a
matter of fact and I make no excuses for what happened to me in the past.

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This is the one of many experiences I plan to write about and post for
everyone to read.  All of these stories are based upon fact.  I have
changed the names of the people and the places where they took place to
protect the "guilty".  If you like what I have written, please drop me an
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This is one of a series of personal experiences for your personal
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Copyright 1997 by Chucketal Keene, NH
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FINAL WARNING:   If the subject of man/boy sex offends you, if this
material is illegal in your place of residence, or if you are under the
legal age for such material, do not read further!  This story is intended
for adults only.  You should know whether you want to be reading this or
not!    You have been warned!  Read at your own risk!

[Parts of my humble beginning are NOT meant to be erotic in content but
help to set an understanding for later experiences.  If you choice to skip
this portion you may well not understand the reasons for later events.
They were originally written for my entertainment and became good therapy.
I share my writings  for your enjoyment.  If they become more than reading
enjoyment to you or you wish to add your thoughts and emotions to mine,
please feel free to email me.  Enjoy!]
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1959
AGE EIGHTEEN - RALPH RUBBED ME
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 My father and Ralph had been close friends for years before my mother and
dad married.  After my father's death in Germany in 1945, Ralph simply let
my mother know that he was there for us.  It was some time later that he
indicated that he was in a position and wanted to see that his friend's
family was taken care of.  Much later I came to know Ralph made a promise
to my father to look after his family if anything happened that he could
not return.

After a few years Ralph and my mother married.  Ralph was never the kind of
stepfather who would pretend to take the place of my deceased father.  He
was a tall slim man who had a very many family stories to share with us
about his youth.  I especially enjoyed his stories about my father and him
as boys.

Ralph tried to involve new family in old family activities and made us a
focus part of his life.  He would plan to have family times together and
most importantly he would set aside time for each of us individually.  My
mother and he would have a date night most every week.  He would find time
to take my sister to school functions.  I was invited to go drown worms
with him at the a nearby river bank.

Over the years he and I developed a special friendship that is impossible
to explain in words alone.  You might say that we became buddies.  I was
asked to travel with him on business trips and join him at his favor
restaurant once or twice a week.  I got the impression that he loved to
show me off to his friends.

Sometime in early February of 1959, I fell on some ice in the driveway.  In
doing so, I caught myself as I tried to regain my balance.  I changed the
direction of the fall into a snow bank, so I was not seriously hurt.  But
the twist caused a slight sprain to my lower back and left shoulder.  It
was fine the first day or so, but after that the pain and stiffness set in.
It was difficult doing my normal activities at home or school.

We were told by the school nurse what was needed to provide relief.  Hot
showers or soaks in the tub and a certain salve rub down several times a
day could do wonders for the healing process.  I was sure Mother or the
girls were not going to do a rub down on me.  So that left Ralph.  He felt,
since he was home most of the time, it would not be a problem.  I stayed
home from school for several days as recommended by the nurse.  I was to
stay resting and get rubbed regularly.

The first day at home, Ralph rubbed my shoulder and lower back several
times and before bed time.  The next day he did the rubbing in the early
morning and skipped the afternoon due to a business appointment.  As soon
as he returned he found the house empty, except for the family dog and me.
By then the soreness was going down into my right leg.  It must have been
the landing on the snow crust that tenderized the front inside of my upper
leg.

Ralph and I agreed that rubbing the leg would not do any harm.  When he
finished the shoulder and lower back I needed to move my undershorts out of
the way.  I remember never showing myself to Ralph in such a manner before.
I slide my undershorts down as I laid face down.  I was sure part of my
genitals were showing and Ralph could not miss them.

When Ralph rubbed all that he could on the side and rear of my leg he
indicated I should turn over so he could reach the sore spot on the front
inside of my leg.  I was afraid not to comply or he would think something
was wrong.  It was difficult to move with the soreness and knowing I might
get excited with him touching me or seeing me naked.

Gradually and painfully I rolled over exposing my personal parts.  Ralph
did not make any change in his expression.  He continued to rub my leg from
the front.   Before he finished he suggested, "You might feel even better
if I were to give you a full body rub."

I thought I was going to have a complete break down.  What if I were to
have an erection in front of him?  What would he think?  How would I
explain it?

He had me in a delicate position and there was not much I could say.  I
agreed and hoped I would get through it okay.  There did not seem to be any
way out of the situation.

He began by taking body lotion from my bed stand, putting some on his hands
and rubbing them together.  He started with my neck and worked his hands
down to my chest.  When he got to my breast, I felt I was not able to
control my sex organs.   I dared not look while he continued from my chest
on to my midsection, the spot he rubbed often when I was a youngster.

With everything exposed, he continued then to the very core of my
sexuality.  My genitals were exposed there, but he went down my legs with
the lotion.  The stimulation was overcoming me.  I felt my penis begin to
swell.  I tried very hard to get my mind to think of something else,
anything else.

Ralph lifted each leg and rubbed down the inside next to my very exposed
genitals.   I thought he was finished when he completely rubbed my second
leg and let it rest down on the bed.  He told me to relax.  He put more
lotion on his hands and rubbed it in.  Next he posed his hands above my
genitals before placing them upon my pubic hair just above my erect penis.
I was so nervous about my erection.

Ralph calmly continued to rub and added lotion to his hands again.  I could
not imagine what he would do next.  He spread open my legs with the outside
of his hands, placed a hand under my testicles and rubbed in the lotion.
To my delight Ralph put lotion directly on my testicles and very gently
rubbed it in.  He continued rubbing the lotion on me until he had my penis
in his hand.  I was both shocked and overjoyed to realize that Ralph was
masturbating me.

I soon released a great stream of semen all over the area.  That seemed to
greatly please him.  He tenderly asked, "How did that feel?"

I sheepishly admitted, "Great."

He said, "I'm pleased," and suggested, "Go to the bath room and clean
yourself up."

It seemed like a dream.  It was unbelievable.  It was an awesome
experience.  I was not sure if I was disappointed because it happened with
Ralph or overjoyed.

Ralph left my room and went down stairs before I managed to get up and aim
myself toward the bath room in my naked condition.  Ralph came upstairs as
I was about to enter the bathroom and came in with me.  I was not aware he
was also about to take a shower.   I was embarrassed at first but he told
me, "Don't be embarrassed with me here.  I was a young man once and I
appreciate how you must feel."  He embraced me as he had done often before,
but never when I was nude.  He said, "I'm going to take a shower.  You stay
here to clean up."

Ralph disrobed and promptly entered the shower.  A brief moment later he
called to me and asked, "Would you wash my back?"

I did not want to say no, so I replied, "Okay."

I carefully entered the opened shower door as Ralph invited me in.  He told
me as I rubbed his back, "I hope you are not disappointed in what had
happened earlier."

I assured him, "No, I'm not."

He asked, "Do you have any problem with the situation?"

I said, "I don't think so."

He shut off the water and then turned to face me.  He embraced me and said,
"I want you to know I really love you with all my being."  I believed him
and told him so.  Ralph might have had tears in his eyes if it were not for
the shower water.

When he stopped the embrace, he kissed me tenderly down my body until he
reached my genitals.   He stopped and looked up as if to ask my permission
before he took my penis and sucked it into his mouth.  I felt I had to
release semen as if it were for the first time.  He sucked until I released
another load.

As if being sucked off was not enough experience, he asked, "Do you want
more?"  I was not sure what he meant.

So I asked, "What do you mean?".  He said, "If you wish you could have me
any way you want."  And I really wanted more of him.

As Ralph stood there as erect as his penis, I did as he had done to me.  I
sucked and sucked long after he filled my mouth and sucked more.  He loved
it as he said again and again.  This had beat anything I had ever
experienced.  We both finished with a warm shower and rubbed each other.
The warm water was good for my soreness.  after that I retired to my room
and dressed for dinner.

That was an evening to remember.  I did not know when Ralph suspected I was
different than other boys.  I supposed a bad  incident with a cousin who
told about being touched in the night concluded his suspicions.

Remembering his visits to my room to tuck me in as a boy, I assume he must
have seen things that tipped him off to my activities with other boys who
visited for a night.  I then wondered why it took him so long to move in my
direction.

Some time later we had some discussion, as we often did while alone.  Ralph
indicated that he noticed a difference with me many years ago.  He felt
because of my age and doubts in my possible response, he dared not follow
up on his loving desire for me.  Things seemed to add up for him and he put
it to the test when he was asked to rub me down.  It was thrilling for him
to see and touch the young man he had known and wanted for so long.

We continued our private relationship for many years while I remained home
and sometimes when I visited home again.  Surely Ralph knew there were
others as he often encouraged visits with friends.  I managed to keep those
relationships separate from each other.

We became business partners while I continued my part time military career.
Ralph died in 1988 after a few years with a failing heart, a very large
loving heart.  He is sorely missed

Most of all I miss the close friendship and special love that formed
between us.  There is not a day that passes that I do not have a warmness
in my heart for Ralph.
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