Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2005 08:21:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: BlueEagle Feathers <blueeagle_s_feathers@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Bike Ride

The usual disclaimers and such.


The Bike Ride


When I was a kid growing up, many times during the
summer, the only thing us boys wore were tank tops,
shorts and tennis shoes. And coming from a big family,
there were often times, when us me and my brothers
didn't wear under pants during the hot summer months.
I was thirteen years old, when I had my first
experience. Like most summers back in my younger days,
it was hot, and as usual I just worn my shorts, tank
top and sneakers.  It was mid August, hottest month of
the summer season. We also had a ten oclock  curfew
from my mom and dad.  All our friends had to go home,
and we had to come in the house, or at least be in the
yard.
In my neighborhood, at that time, there weren't many
street lights, maybe at the most 4 street lights for
the whole street, and with the shade of the trees, the
 streets were still very dark.
It was also during that thirteenth year, that I got a
brand new twenty inch bike, with one of those long
banana seats, and the wheelie bar on it. I loved my
bike. Anyways back to the story.
Around ten, my mom came out and told everyone they had
to go home. I had one friend named David, he was my
age, but a few months younger then me. Dark hair, dark
eyes., just as skinny as I was. And like me he also
wore only shorts sneakers, but no shirt. So when my
mom started chasing everyone our the yard to go home,
I started to take my bike in the house, when David ask
if I would give him a ride home.
He lived on the next street over and way down at the
other end of the block. My neighborhood had very long
streets, and they were dark. Like I said earlier, they
only had about 4 street lights on the whole street.
I told my mom I was going to give David a ride home on
my bike, and she said it was okay, and to come right
back. David got on the back of the bike, and pressed
really close to me and put both hands on my hips, but
I thought nothing of it and started riding. We got to
the corner of his street, and started down it. He told
me to go slow, cause he wasn't in a hurry to get home.
SO I pedaled as slow as I could, with out falling
over.
As I am riding him, I felt his left hand slide down
over my crotch. And I felt it start to get hard. And
apparently he noticed to, and rubbed it slowly. Then I
felt him push down the back of my shorts with his
other hand, and then felt his dick pressing up against
my backside. He was hard too. Then I felt his hand
slip down the front of my shorts.  I wasn't all that
big, but it felt so good, him touching me, I almost
lost balance on the bike.  I could feel him trying to
get his dick under me. But because of the seat it was
kind of hard to do, so he just kept rubbing his dick
into my butt.
We got closer to his house, and he told me to pull
along side the side, and I did. I stopped the bike in
a dark area beside the house, David got off the back,
with out taking his hand out of my shorts. I braced
myself, with my feet, as David pushed the front of my
shorts down, and placed his mouth over my dick, and
began to suck on it like a baby bottle. His other hand
cupping my nutz, I started to moan cause it felt so
good. He took my hand and placed it over his dick, and
I started jerking him off, as he continued to suck on
me. I could feel myself welling up, like I had to go
pee. Then it happened.
A squelching yell from the backyard. It was David's
mother calling for him to come in. He stopped and went
running towards the back of the house, my dick still
hard and hanging out. As he goes around the corning,
he whispers back, "later dude" and disappears.
Boy was I disappointed. My boner didn't go down until
I was almost to my back door. That was the first and
only time David did that to me. And that was my first
time of having someone touch me like that. Anybody
wanna ride on the back of my bike? I'm sure I have
some baggy shorts somewhere.