Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2007 18:44:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: badboy jim <atneils@yahoo.com>
Subject: With Dennis

You know the regular drill-if it's illegal for you to read this stuff, then
move on. While it's a true story about me and Step-brother, I in no way
promote sexual contact between pre-teens regardless of the ages involved
and at no time do I promote sexual contact between 18+ and a preteen.

I in no way intend for these stories to be viewed as any kind of
pedophilia. I tell the story to relate what happened to me and relive an
exciting part of my life and for those who experienced the same to share
those experiences with them. Please do not send me email talking about
man/boy sex or explicit comments or stories about your own man/boy sexual
experiences. The experiences I relate are of my own adolescence and we were
all around the same age-there was no man/boy sex involved and I am offended
when you make my experiences seem like they were some kind of pedophilic
experience.

The story is copyrighted to me, so please do not present it in any other
format or use it in any other way. Enjoy it just as it is. Your comments
are welcome at atneils@yahoo.com


With Dennis


Dennis was nice to be the moment we met. My mother had been adopted and had
recently found her birth family and we'd gone to the family farm to visit
an aunt. She was my great-aunt and several years prior they had divided up
their farm between their children and a daughter lived on one side about 2
blocks up and a son lived on the other side about 1 block up. The daughter
had a boy, Dennis and a girl. The son had 4 boys-I'll tell you about them
later.

I remember seeing Dennis come down that field as if it were yesterday. He
was cute and very friendly and being an only child I was painfully shy. I
remember he shook my hand and smiled to me and we went off to play
basket-ball. I wasn't the outdoorsy type, so he had to show me
everything. I was 14 and he was 13. We played all day together and when
night fell he stayed with his Granny (My great aunt) and we slept in a big
king sized bed together.

As we lay in that big bed together I wondered what he looked like and
wanted to cop a feel. He was laying there in his underwear and we were
whispering to each other. I was much too shy to start things, but when he
asked me if I had a "big one"-a bell went off in my head. I had never done
anything with anyone to that point, but knew I wanted to. My uncle had
molested me at 4 and although I knew what he had done was unquestionably
wrong, I could still remember what his big cock felt like in my mouth, how
it swelled and filled my mouth with his warm fluid. I was angry at him for
doing that to me, I was much too young to understand what was going on,
much less able to consent, but my desires let me know that sucking cock was
certainly something I would enjoy doing. I wondered if I played my cards
right if Dennis would let me suck his cock. Being my first time I asked
myself all these questions, it wasn't long before I knew that all guys
would let me suck their cock if I approached it right.

We laid in the dark feeling each others cock quietly. He just kind of
squeezed mine, but I was really curious about every inch of his. Him being
a year younger than I, his dick wasn't as long as mine, but it was a nice
size. He had nice hairless balls too-in fact he didn't have any hair yet,
while I had a nice patch of hair above my cock and a few strays on my
balls. He asked me what it was like to have hair and I told him it itches
and I didn't like it. He chuckled and told me I was crazy and he couldn't
wait until he got hair.

Our conversation turned to what we'd done and with whom. He started to tell
me about a couple of girls he'd 'gotten with'. I was naive, but today I
know he made it all up. After he'd told me about 3 girls, he got quiet then
whispered to me that he sometimes did things with a friend of his named
Denny. This fascinated me. I asked him what they did and he told me that
Denny was his same age, had a really big dick and Denny sucked on his
'thing', as he called it. The big VCR's had just come out (you remember the
ones that had the really big cassettes? That loaded from the top?) and he
had several porno's that I'd seen and all of them had women sucking penis',
so I knew full well what he was talking about. My ears were ringing as I
heard him say this. I didn't question what he was saying and now that I
know Denny I know they did indeed fool around, but it was more detailed
that that. It was this first experience that would cement my place in the
sexual awakening of most of my Cousins and several of my friends from
school. I remember I wanted to get my cock sucked too, but I wanted to suck
cock much worse than I cared about having it done to me. This desire took
over and I asked him what it was like. He asked me if I jacked off and I
told him I did and he told me it was 20 times better. I remember the wonder
in which I said, "Wow."

"Hey." He said.

"Hmmm?"

"You wanna suck me?" he asked.

I was silent.

"If you suck me, I'll suck you."

That's all he needed to say. I positioned myself between his legs and
started my exploration of his crotch area. He had a particular smell about
him that I've only found on a hand full of guys. He was clean, Granny had
made us bathe before bed, but he had a metal smell to him. I took my time
feeling around his crotch. The moonlight came in the window and gave me all
the light I needed to see where I was going. I was amazed at how his cock
looked and how his balls hung lose in his sack. I rubbed his cock along the
bottom and watched how the skin would pull his head down. Since he was cut,
it just pulled the head down tight against the hard shaft inside. I looked
up to him and he just lay there with his mouth open so I raised up and took
it in my mouth. The feeling was everything I hoped for. It was all hard and
strong with soft silkiness and it was wonderful. I slicked my tongue back
and forth along the bottom as I sucked on his penis. He moaned a bit as I
felt his cock pulse hard in my mouth. I reached up and played with his
balls as I held about 3/4 of his cock in my mouth and sucked on it like I
would a Popsicle. I did this for about 10 minutes and he started thrusting
his hips so his cock would side in and out of my mouth and I got the
picture. I'd seen the girls doing it in my Father's movies, but was so
caught up in feeling every bit of his cock in my mouth that I'd forgotten
the back and forth motion. Sucking his cock like this made the feeling in
my mouth even better. I could feel his heart beat thru his cock in my mouth
and the thought really turned me on. The more I slide up and down on his
cock, the more I could get in my mouth without gagging and before long I
had all of it in my mouth and I really liked that feeling. I could hold his
cock in my mouth and look up to him as I swallowed and slide my tongue back
and forth along the bottom of his cock and see how his stomach would jerk
as it raised and lowered. I knew I was making him feel really good with his
dick in my mouth and the feeling of power in giving pleasure is something
to this day that turns me on to no end. The more I know I'm making them
feel really great, the better I like doing it and the better job I'll
do. The more I did it the more excited I got and I reached down to jack off
while I sucked him and before long I was pulling all the way off his cock
with just the tip in my mouth and going all the way down on his cock at the
bottom, I'd hold it there for about four jacks of my own cock and then
would pull up and do it again and again. After about 5 minutes of this I
could feel his cock getting harder and harder and it seemed to be pulsing
with regularity and his whole body would shake all over when I held all of
his cock in my mouth and sucked, slicking my tongue back and forth. On
those outward strokes I learned he would really whimper if I held onto his
cock and lick the head. I now know it was when my tongue hit his sensitive
spot on the bottom of his cock that was doing it, but at the time I didn't
understand this and just thought it was the feeling against his cock
head. Finally I pushed my head down all the way on his cock and just kept
it there and sucked on him and I heard him let out a long squeak and his
cock started pulsing over and over and was rock hard. It was then I knew he
was having his orgasm and the though pushed me over the edge and I came
also. I loved having my own orgasm as I felt him having an orgasm as
well. The whole thing was too much for me and that orgasm was the best I'd
had in my life up to that time in my life.

When we had both come down from our orgasmic high I came up next to him and
he smiled to me, "Wow, that was a lot better than when Denny does it."

"Thanks."

"Did I hear you have your cum?"

"Yeah." I said, looking down, knowing he wasn't going to suck me then.

"Cool." Then he turned on his side away from me and went to sleep.

I lay there for quite some time wishing I had not jacked off and knowing
even if I did I could have had another orgasm. It wasn't unusual for me to
jack off 3 times in a row. But as I heard him breath in softly I knew it
was done for the night. As I lay there jacking off for the second time, I
wondered if we'd do it again the next day and if we did, if I'd ask him to
suck me first.

I have many more stories about me and my cousin's. I'll share them all
before I'm finished.

Thanks!