Date: Fri, 26 Oct 2012 14:08:57 +1100
From: Philip Whitney <pmwhit2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: A Short Break from Football.

A Short Break from Football

I have always found staring at a long soft dick with piss pouring out
through the foreskin strangely erotic. Just the view of the foreskin is
exciting, but as the geyser erupts out of the puckered skin, my dick chubs
up immediately.  I was in one of my favorite places, behind my dad's
shed. This was where dad and all his mates came to piss when we were having
a barbecue, or even just working in the garden. Mum hated them doing it,
but dad said it saved them taking off their shoes to go into the house,
particularly when there were lots of them drinking loads of beer. It was a
men only place and I loved it there. It was beginning to smell like the
`pissoir' in the main streets of country French towns. We had visited
France a year ago and I thought they were amazing places and had to visit
every one that we saw. They were made of wrought iron and some were only
chest high, so from the outside, you could see the men standing there
relieving themselves.  That's when I first realized I got excited watching
men pissing and French men don't mind you looking.

Today I was playing football in my backyard with Timmy my bestie. It was
pretty warm and so we had taken our shirts off and were just wearing footie
shorts. I told Timmy I needed to piss and disappeared behind the
shed. Footie shorts don't have flies, so I had to hold the front down to
expose my nearly three and a half inch dick and had tucked the waist band
under my balls. It also exposed my newly grown pubes, all twenty of them,
which I was very proud of. I had just finished and was giving my dick a few
shakes when I was startled by a stream of hot steamy piss landing at my
feet. I turned sideways with my dick still out to see Timmy, grinning like
a Cheshire cat. "Nearly gotcha!" he laughed. He must have followed me, but
instead of facing the back of the shed for some reason he had stood
sideways facing me.

My eyes were drawn down to the source of the flow of piss and like me;
Timmy was holding the front of his shorts down revealing the most beautiful
dick I had ever seen. It seemed to be about the same length as mine, but
his foreskin was much longer, may be one and a half inches of tight skin
screwed up into a knot with the flow of piss pouring out of the end. I
hadn't seen his dick for a couple of years, since we had both become self
conscious about our developing bodies. We had talked about sex on our
sleepovers and even wanked off together, but that was always in the dark. I
noticed too that he had more pubes than me, probably twice as many forming
a nice little bush. They were long, curly and ginger like his hair.

I was still shaking the last few drops off the end of mine and felt a pulse
in my fingers as the first rush of blood slowly began to engorge the
shaft. Then quite unexpectantly Timmy retracted his foreskin right back
exposing a very shiny knob, glistening with the wetness of his piss. This
had the effect of lifting my dick to its full erection, all four and a half
inches of it. It also pushed my glistening knob out of the end of my
foreskin.  "I guess you like what you see!" he laughed and at the same time
he flicked his dick causing the last traces of his piss to splash on my
shorts and my bare chest. Without thinking I yelled: "You fuckwit!" and
charged forward to seek my revenge. Timmy had also tucked his shorts below
his balls and his shaft was now at full mast. We started to wrestle in
earnest, each attempting to floor the opponent. We were both laughing and
each attempt to trip or wrestle the other to the ground failed as our
bodies were still sweaty from the footie game.  Finally Timmy managed to
trip my over and then fell on top of me, holding my arms together above my
head. Our thirteen year old dicks were now clearly squashed together
pulsing in time to our heart beats.

The wrestling stopped, our breathing became heavy and we lay still staring
into each others eyes. The skin of Timmy's bare chest felt awesome against
my own and as we both breathed in and out it felt like my chest was being
massaged with a velvet glove. Since he still held my arms above my head,
his face was really close to mine and he slowly move closer till our lips
touched together for the very first time. I closed my eyes and shuddered
slightly. His lips felt so soft and tasted of mint chewing gum. As he
slowly put pressure on my own I relaxed and allowed his tongue to gently
slip between them. As my lips widened his tongue became a probe and
explored the inner depths of my oral orifice. It seemed a long time, before
I relaxed sufficiently to start to probe Timmy's mouth and then to start to
kiss him back. I was really uncomfortable lying on the ground, but I didn't
care, this was heaven.

We continued making out and were both moaning with pleasure.  I suddenly
realized that my hips were pushing upwards involuntarily and Timmy was
responding just as eagerly gyrating out dicks against each other. I could
hardly breathe as the climax drew closer. Timmy had released my arms and I
now lowered them right down, slipping them inside his shorts, firmly
grasping his bum cheeks. I pulled him tight against me with each of my
upwards thrusts. His hands were holding my face and his fingers spread
upwards into my hair.

Timmy's tongue was halfway down my throat and he was sucking mine deep into
his mouth. He seemed to be sucking the air right out of my lungs, so I
could hardly breathe. We both stopped kissing at the same time and I almost
screamed as with one final thrust of my hips my dick exploded. Timmy
yelled: "Oh fuck!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" as his dick started pulsing
rapidly, pushing his thick creamy lava onto my stomach. I almost fainted
with the intensity of my orgasm and lack of air. My own cum jetted several
times against Timmy' dick, only to become blended on my stomach with
Timmy's offering. Timmy collapsed onto me and we lay still for a very long
time.

The words:" I fucking love you, Teejay." broke the silence and brought me
back to reality. "I love you too," I replied. "That was fucking amazing,
why have we waited so long to do that? I opened my eyes to see Timmy's
smiling face just inches from my own. He leaned forward and kissed me
gently on my lips, before leaning back, straddling my thighs. I looked down
at the mix of cum sitting in and around my belly button, my still watery
offering and Timmy's much thicker cream. Timmy scooped it up with his
fingers and put it to my lips. I opened my mouth and drew his fingers
inside, greedily licking the savoury offering. He did the same until it was
dripping out of the side of his mouth. He jumped up and helped me to my
feet. We kissed again and his lips no longer tasted of mint chewing gum.

We were both excited and smiling and since no one else was home, I
suggested we go and clean ourselves up inside the house. We still had a
couple of hours before Mum got home from work, so we kicked our shoes and
socks off at the door and wandered through the house to the bathroom, still
with our dicks hanging out of our shorts. "Hey, Teejay!" Timmy called after
me, "How about we shower together, it will be more fun?"

Timmy got busy wiping the cum off his footie shorts, as I opened the shower
cubicle and turned the water to the right temperature. By the time our
shorts were dropped onto the bathroom floor and we stepped under the water,
both our dicks were again at full mast. We wrapped our arms around each
other and embraced as if we were life long lovers. The tepid water cascaded
onto our heads and trickled down our faces as our lips came together once
again. Timmy's hands were now firmly grasping my bum cheeks and I lowered
mine down to hold him and force our dicks together. With eyes tightly shut,
our tongues duelled back and forth from my mouth to Timmy's. Once again we
started to gyrate our hips together, but after a while Timmy stopped
kissing and slowly moved lower down my body.

The sensation of having his naked skin against my own had caused my nipples
to get hard. They had been a bit puffy and super sensitive for a few weeks
now, but as Timmy's mouth started to suckle them my head went back and I
moaned in pleasure. Timmy moved lower and licked the last remaining drops
of cum out of my belly button. Then with no treasure trail to follow he
went lower and kissed the tip of my knob. It pulsed with excitement and
this only grew as his warm mouth started to engulf the head and slowly take
in all my shaft. I could not believe he had swallowed my entire dick
without gagging. I later found out he had been practising with bananas for
weeks.

My hands were now clasped on his gingery locks and I slowly started to fuck
his face. Every so often he would stop and take a few breaths which enabled
me to come down from the euphoria of my first ever blow job. After some
time, when I had been on the edge several times, Timmy stopped and asked if
I wanted to try it. This was something I had dreamed about in my nightly
wank sessions. Timmy stood and I knelt down. He gave me a few quick tips as
to what to do and more importantly not to do and then I began. His nearly
five inches still had his foreskin covering his knob. I had never been so
close to such a beautiful thing, so I started nibbling the skin with my
teeth. I did this for a while and then covering my teeth with my lips, I
gently forced his skin back over the helmet. I used my tongue to probe
underneath the skin, which still was loose on Timmy's hard shaft. "Oh fuck!
yeah, Teejay, yeeeeeees!" were the guttural sounds that escaped Timmy's
mouth. I then tried to deep throat him, but didn't want to spoil our first
time by throwing up. I realised that I had subconsciously started wanking
my own dick, so I stopped sucking and suggested we go to my room and sixty
nine.

Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought yesterday that I would be
fully naked running to my room with my bestie, Timmy just behind me, both
with rock hard dicks. We had been so reluctant to expose ourselves and now
all inhibitions had been dispelled. We stopped in front of the mirror on my
wardrobe, both of us staring at the awesome image we saw there. Both of us
were super fit and had the beginnings of a six pack. (Well may be a four
pack) In the rear our bums were almost identical, rounded and firm and
covered with a pink velvet skin. Our dicks were a bit different. We both
had foreskin, but mine always peeled right back as I got hard, whereas
Timmy had to physically move his back. It moved easily, but was so long and
awesome. We turned to each other and kissed one more time, before looking
in the mirror to watch our dicks fence each other. Laughing out loud we
simultaneously jumped on my bed and twisted around to lie in a sixty nine
position.

Timmy said we had to keep edging every few minutes to make this the best
experience of our lives. After a while, however, I was past the point of no
return and couldn't stop fucking Timmy's face. I realised he was also close
as the intensity of his humping grew and grew. I had subconsciously rubbed
my finger on his bum hole and Timmy must have enjoyed it since he did the
same to me. Then almost simultaneously we both had a finger inside the
other. I think I found his little button, as he momentarily paused from
sucking and almost gasped. Then he found mine and the amazing feelings
suddenly got better. It was enough to take us both over the edge and as my
dick started pulsing rapidly, I felt Timmy's hot lava hit the back of my
throat with four huge surges. We both swallowed several times.

After we had come down from an amazing climax, we twisted around and lay
cuddling for a long time. We each repeated our love for each other and
swore to be besties all our lives. Timmy said that he had seen loads of
stuff on the net that he would like to try, so I suggested we ask if he
could sleepover that night. I knew my rents wouldn't mind, so he
immediately got on the phone to his mum. With that confirmed we both
slipped on a pair of my clean undies and stepping back into our footie
shorts, we trotted out to the back garden to continue the second have of
the foottie game, with the thoughts of more fun on the sleepover.