Date: Wed, 2 Nov 2011 13:16:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jeff Andrews <jeff.andrews90@yahoo.com>
Subject: Billy's Boners Part 3

It's been a while since I posted -- sorry about that but sometimes life
just gets a little busy! To make it up to you, this one is a little longer
than the others.

Little Billy knows he likes big boy dicks, but that's about all he
knows. They keep saying things he doesn't understand. What every little boy
needs is a mentor to really show him the ropes. And someone who shares some
of the same interests he has.

Hope you enjoy the story of how Billy's next day plays out -- I'd love to
hear from you in you did. And if you got a woodie from reading it, snap a
pic and send it along!
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Billy's Boners
Part 3: A Walk in the Park

Sara and her friends were still downstairs when I finally went to sleep. I
laid in bed listening to them laugh and drink all the beer, with thoughts
of what I'd done that night filling my little head.

The next morning I was surprised to see that Vanessa had stayed the
night. I got up earlier than the girls, and noticed that Sara's bedroom
door was closed -- kind of unusual since she and I were the only ones
upstairs and she seemed to like me spying on her. But then I saw Vanessa's
shoes still on the floor of the hallway so I knew she was in there too.

It was a beautiful summer day, and both our parents were home for a
change. They were in the kitchen talking in hushed tones, their voices
rising occasionally as one tried to make a point with the other. That was
their version of arguing -- something they seemed to do a lot lately!

I knew from experience that it was better to go out and play when they were
like this, so I ate my cereal in a hurry and took off for the park. It was
after ten in the morning when I left the house and I hoped there would be
some other kids there soon. Maybe even Liam -- he lived in some apartments
just the other side of the park and we went to school together. Even though
he was already in the third grade and I was a year behind him we'd gotten
to be good friends -- more from seeing each other at the park than at
school.

Liam wasn't there yet -- but Trevor and a couple of his friends were! They
were pitching a baseball and horsing around in the big field to the side of
the playground. All three of them had their shirts off, and I decided to
pick a spot where I could watch them without it looking like I was staring.

I settled on the swings. They faced the field in the shade next to the
restroom, and I knew I could swing there forever without anyone taking
notice -- so I settled into the seat and kept my eyes on the teenagers as I
swung.

You all know what Trevor looks like -- but I have to tell you he looks even
cuter with no shirt in the summer Houston heat! I was close enough to see
little beads of sweat run off his muscular chest and drip down onto his
flat belly. And I could also see his dick flopping around as he played,
hanging loosely in his shorts. I wondered if he was going without underwear
again -- it seemed like something he likes to do!

One of his friends was a guy named Ben -- I didn't really know him even
though he lived just four houses down from me. But most of the time when I
saw him he was with the older boys so we never said hello or anything. He
was a little younger than Trevor, about a year I think, and the two of them
played on the same baseball team.

Ben was almost like a smaller version of Trevor. His chest wasn't quite as
well developed but he had the same blond hair and athletic build. And today
his blond hair was pasted to his head from sweat, curling up around his
ears and forehead. I didn't see any hair at all on his almost naked body,
and I wondered if he had any around his dick. I hoped I'd have a chance to
find out someday - but I didn't know how that would ever happen!

The other guy was Michael. He was the same age as Trevor and he had really
good looking legs, and today that was all I could see of his body. He had
his shirt off but it was wrapped around his neck, hanging down and hiding
his chest from my eyes. Every once in a while I caught a quick peek at his
big brown nipples when he turned fast to catch a hard throw from Trevor.

I watched the three guys for almost a half hour before Liam showed up --
the whole time trying hard to see movement in their shorts and wondering
what they had between their legs! All except Trevor, of course -- I knew
what he had and thinking about it had made my dickie get all stiff!

Liam had his little brother Judson with him -- a cute little version of his
older brother with the same curly brown hair that framed a face lightly
dotted with freckles. Liam told me once that both his parents were Irish
and that's why he had freckles. He had his brother with him a lot. Their
Mom had kind of a reputation as a wild woman -- something I wasn't supposed
to know about -- and their Dad lived in Dallas with his new wife.

Liam and I had to play with stuff that Judson liked when he was with us,
and today the swings seemed to be what the little four-year-old
wanted. That suited me just fine -- I could help push him and watch the
three teens at the same time! I saw Trevor looking over at us a few times
and could have sworn I detected a grin creep over his face when he first
spotted me. I think he knew I was staring!

Before long Judson got tired of the swing and he and Liam went to the
slide. I stayed at the swing, unwilling to give up my viewing spot. When
Trevor saw me alone again he called a time out and trotted toward the
restroom.

His eyes caught mine as he approached and I realized I'd been right about
his grin -- he was looking right at me with an amused expression on his
face. And when he got close to me, with his back to his two friends, he
reached down and squeezed himself through his shorts. My mouth went dry
when I saw him do that -- and I could tell he probably wasn't wearing any
underwear! I wondered how he got away with that -- my parents would kill me
if they caught me going out without mine!

He looked back at me one more time as he went into the bathroom. I couldn't
help myself, I hopped down off the swing and almost ran to the door to go
in after him. I suppose being subtle wasn't something I'd learned quite
yet!

Trevor was just getting to the urinal when I pushed through the door. I saw
him reach into his shorts and pull out his dick -- and it looked like it
was getting bigger already! Not really hard yet, but filling up like it was
going to.

I stepped in front of the urinal next to him and didn't even pull my dick
out to pee -- I was too engrossed in what Trevor had in his hand. He wasn't
peeing either, and his big meaty dick started to stretch out from his
fingers.

"You didn't fool me last night, you know" he whispered as he started
stroking himself "The other guys thought it was the girls down there but I
knew better"

I was a little embarrassed but not as much as I probably should have
been. I licked my lips without even thinking, and Trevor almost laughed
when he saw ne.

"You want some more of this, don't you kid?" he whispered in a hoarse voice

I nodded my head -- I damn sure did want some more of that! Trevor turned
toward me and I reached out and gripped his rock-hard dick in my little
hand, loving the way it felt and the heat it put off. I leaned toward him,
intent on tasting his meat, but he pulled back and headed toward the single
stall in the bathroom -- motioning for me to follow.

I trailed him like a little puppy, almost bumping into the back of him in
my hurry to get in there! We shut the door behind us and Trevor pulled his
shorts off and dropped them in a heap on the floor. He lifted me onto the
toilet seat and stood in front of me with his dick dripping the slick sweet
stuff I liked so much!

His shaft was right in my face and I started licking on his pee slit,
sucking up every drop of what was leaking out. Trevor bent his knees a
little and rocked his hips into my face, pushing the hard fleshy shaft
through my lips.

After last night I was able to get him almost all the way in on the first
try -- and I used my fingers to hold his fat balls while he fucked his hard
cock into my sucking mouth. He began a slow soft thrust through my lips and
moaned as his dick got even stiffer and streaked my tongue with slick
juice.

In a couple of minutes I could tell he about to shoot his stuff, but he
pulled his cock away and pushed my head further down instead. All the
sudden I had my face in his sweaty balls and I took a deep breath of the
sweet pungent aroma. He seemed to like my breath on his balls but I wanted
to know if they tasted as good as his dick, so I opened my mouth and
started licking the sweat off.

They felt so good rolling across my face! I was as deep between the teen
athlete's legs as I could get and still I wanted more! His balls tasted
salty and he reached down to push my face further into his crotch --
rocking his hips and rolling the fat heavy orbs across my mouth. I thought
I'd died and gone to heaven!

I could feel Trevor's hand on top of my head, jerking his dick as I feasted
on his smooth balls. His breath was getting deeper and I could hear him
moaning softly as he worked his way toward release.

The door to the bathroom opened at just the wrong time! I was no expert --
at least not yet -- but I was pretty sure Trevor was about to shoot his
stuff and I was struggling to get my face out of his balls so I could drink
down the sweet white juice I knew was about to shoot out of his dick. But
when the door opened I held still and hoped whoever had just come in
wouldn't hear us in the stall.

From above my head I heard a muffled "mmmfff' and suddenly I felt something
hot and sticky spurt out all over my hair as Trevor ground his balls deeper
into my face. I knew what was happening and just the thought of it made my
dick get all tingly and I could feel the good feelings about to come over
me just like they did when I rubbed on myself!

"Trevor? You in here, man?" With those words the spell was broken and I was
afraid we'd been caught. It didn't bother me so much for myself -- I
figured if more boys knew about me then more boys might let me suck on
their dicks. But I knew Trevor wouldn't like it at all!

"Yeah I'm here Ben" Trevor shot back in a voice that sounded like he was
strangling.  "Go ahead -- I'll be out in a minute"

I heard the door open and clang shut again, and the room outside went quiet
as Trevor pulled away from me -- leaving a smear of juice all over my hair
and dripping down onto my forehead. He looked at me with a laugh on his
face.

"Fuck it all, Billy! You're a fucking mess!" he grinned as he hiked his
shorts back on over his shoes and stuffed his fat dick back inside. "You
need to get cleaned up before you go back out."

With that he scooted out of the stall and left the bathroom, leaving me to
fend for myself in the grooming department. I didn't have a clue how I was
going to get the mess in my hair washed out, but I headed over to the sink
to give it my best shot.

I was ducking my head as far under the faucet as I could get it -- not easy
even with a head as small as mine -- when the door opened again and I
spotted Liam coming in with his little brother in tow. He froze in his
tracks and watched me trying to squeeze my head beneath the faucet, looking
at me like I'd lost my mind!

"What're you doing that for?" he asked, almost laughing at the comical
sight "You're washing your hair right here in the bathroom?"

I wasn't sure what to say -- I knew I couldn't tell him what I was washing
out of my hair.  Hell, I wouldn't have known how to explain it to him if
I'd wanted to! So I made up some stupid story about my head being all
sweaty and I wanted to cool it off.

He looked at me with a funny grin on his face, kind of scrunching up his
nose like he wasn't sure if I was pulling his leg or not. Then he noticed
something on the bridge of my nose and reached out to wipe it off.

"Ooh! You got something all slick on your nose! Is that a slimy bugger?" He
gasped in horror at the thought, and ran to the sink to wash his
finger. "How did that get all the way up there?"

I knew what it was on my face -- and I couldn't believe I'd missed it in my
washing! But I just stood there mute, unable to come up with an explanation
of any sort, and let him come up with his own version.

The episode was forgotten -- at least by Liam -- almost as soon as it was
over. Little Judson was finished peeing and wanted to go back to the
playground. The three of us piled out the door and headed to the jungle
gym.

I looked toward the field as I went back into the bright sun, hoping to
catch another glance at Trevor. I was thoroughly and completely entranced
by this teen athlete -- I guess at the tender age of eight I was smack in
the middle of my first boy-crush! But when I looked out toward the three
teenagers Trevor had his back to me and it was Ben who's eyes met mine.

Ben had an odd expression -- half smile and half look of disbelief. I could
tell he knew something about what Trevor and I had been doing, just from
the way he grinned when he saw me come out of the bathroom. But there was
nothing I could do about it -- and I knew there was no way he make fun of
Trevor without getting his butt kicked but good by the older stronger teen.

I stayed close to Liam and Judson, being extra careful not to even look
toward the field for fear I'd see Ben still staring at me. We went from the
Jungle Gym back to the slide, and finally ended up where we'd started at
the swings. After about a half hour of playing I realized there was one
thing I hadn't done in the bathroom that I really needed to go do now --
and that was to pee!

I told Liam I'd be back in a minute and trotted back to the bathroom to do
what I should have done when I was there before! I'd been standing at the
urinal for just a minute, my shorts pulled down leaning in as I sprayed the
white porcelain with my yellow pee, when I heard the door open and looked
over to see Ben walk in.

I froze when he sidled up next to me and pulled out his dick. I was a
little embarrassed that he seemed to know what I'd done, and a little
excited that he was standing next to me with his dick in his hand. It only
took a few seconds for my excitement to overrule my embarrassment, and my
eyes wandered over to catch a peek at what Ben was holding.

It was then that I noticed he was looking down at me too -- with a wicked
grin on his face! I smiled shyly at him and he responded by pulling on his
dick and making it get a little longer.

"So you and my pal Trevor are big buddies, are you?" he asked with a grin
that said I could tell him everything. I nodded my head and explained that
Trevor was my sister's boyfriend so I saw him a lot.

"When I came in earlier I could see you two were getting along real well"
he snickered, taking great pleasure in my squirming. "Trevor's shorts were
on the floor -- I could see them under the partition -- but what I couldn't
see was you. Were you in the stall with Trevor?"

I didn't reply -- couldn't reply. But my dumb silence was the answer he was
looking for.  That and the fact that I hadn't taken my eyes off his growing
dick the whole time he'd been standing there!

He was fully hard now and my own dickie had stiffened out in front of me --
right before his eyes. Ben reached over and ran his fingers through my
still damp hair, pulling me very gently toward him. I went willingly -- a
little scared but even more enthralled with his big peter reaching out past
his fingers. I replaced his hand with my own.

His dick was really hard, but like the other boys the skin on it felt soft
in my hand. And it felt hot like Trevor's -- like there was something
inside that would probably burn your hand if you touched it. And like all
the other boys I'd seen -- all three of them -- there was a big drop of
sweet juice oozing out his pee slit.

My instincts took over and I reached my head down to lick the slick stuff
off his dick.  Ben's knees went weak when he felt my tongue on his cock,
and the hand that had been stroking my hair gripped my head and pulled me
further down onto his shaft.

His dick was smaller than Trevor's and the other boys'. But it was still
way big in my little eyes, and I really liked the way it fit better in my
mouth. It was just the right length to get to the back of my throat and not
so thick it made me choke when he pushed it in.  And it leaked way more
than the other boys -- I could feel a slick stream of his pee juice coat my
tongue as he pushed his dick in and out of my mouth. All in all I was
having a great time -- and I was getting to suck a boy's dick for the fifth
time in two days!

I was lost in my own little world -- playing with Ben's balls, feeling his
hard dick fuck into my mouth, listening to him moan above me - when all the
sudden I heard the door to the bathroom open and felt Ben jerk his dick
away!

I stood back up still facing Ben and turned my neck to see Liam standing in
the door with a shocked look on his face. Ben had turned back facing the
urinal and he couldn't see Liam -- but I could see Ben's face and it was
bright red knowing we'd just been caught!

Liam bolted back out the door without saying a word -- and that almost made
it worse!  Ben tucked his deflated dick back into his shorts and groaned
both out of frustration and embarrasment.

"I'm heading home" he said with a shake in his voice "But there's nobody
there -- you can stop by if you want to"


I couldn't even concentrate on playing when I got back to the swings. Liam
was quiet -- not like he was mad or anything, just like he was trying to
figure something out. I still wasn't sure how much he saw when he came into
the bathroom, but whatever it was it was too much -- he for sure could see
I was doing something between Ben's legs!

Out of the corner of my eye I could see Ben make a quick stop to talk to
the other two teenagers before sprinting off toward the street. I felt a
little weak in my knees wanting to follow him to his house, but after
almost getting caught I knew I should play a few minutes at least before I
left too.

But after about five minutes I couldn't stand it any more! I told Liam I'd
see him later and he responded with a half-hearted good bye. I headed out
and barely resisted the urge to run to my street.

My mind was in a whirl as I paced myself to get to Ben's house as quick as
I could. Just a week ago I'd never even seen a dick except for a few
glances at my friends -- and they all had little boy peters like mine. They
were fun to look at but not as much fun as the one's I'd been seeing the
last few days!

Now I'd seen four big-boy dicks -- and seen them hard -- and I'd even
sucked on them! It was like all the sudden I was addicted and I couldn't
wait to do it again and again!

I rang the doorbell at Ben's house and waited on the front porch, trying to
keep as much out of sight from the street as I could. Despite being only
eight, I knew deep down that what I was doing had to be a secret. I knew
I'd get in trouble and the older boys would too!

I didn't get an answer to the doorbell but I knew Ben was in there so I
didn't want to leave. I waited and rang the bell two more times before I
finally gave up and turned to go -- hating to go back home but getting more
sure by the minute that Ben had changed his mind about wanting me to come
over and was inside ignoring the door.

But just as I was turning to leave I saw movement by the window and looked
up to see Ben's face. "Hold up a minute" he mouthed through the glass and I
couldn't help but grin.

A minute later the door opened a crack and I heard him say to come in. I
slipped through and spotted Ben with the door sheilding him from the
street. His curly blond hair was wet and pasted to his head, and water
dripped from his face down his hot teen body -- soaking into the huge blue
towel that was wrapped around his waist.

"Hey little man!" he grinned as I stepped inside "I wasn't expecting you so
soon!  Thought I'd get a quick shower before you got here!"

"Close the door -- I need to dry off" and with that he pulled the towel
away and started rubbing his wet head with it -- wiping his face dry and
working his way down his chest, arms, and legs.

I watched the process in mute fascination. Naked, Ben was a sight to see!
His young teen body was lithe and smooth, in perfect condition from both
athletics and I guessed from just good family genes.

Aside from his head and his groin there was not a hair visible anywhere on
him. And the hair around his groin -- where my eyes spent most of their
time -- was so blond that if I'd been further away I wouldn't even have
seen it. His dick was still mostly soft and it jiggled around as he worked
the towel over his skin. It made me want to run over and grab it!

And so, of course, I did! Impulse control has never been my strong suit,
and at eight it pretty much didn't exist!

Ben jumped back, laughing, as I lunged for his crotch. "Hold up little
guy!" he giggled "Don't be in such a hurry -- we have all day!". So I
backed off a few inches and just stared at his dick.

He asked if I wanted something to drink, and I did. I hadn't really noticed
how thirsty I was before he offered -- and I'm pretty sure I'd have been
happier drinking his stuff than the coke he came back with. I guess my
other encounters -- with Trevor in the kitchen, with the three boys at
Sara's party, and again with Trevor in the bathroom -- had all been pretty
rushed affairs. I guess it was taking me a minute to adjust to the idea
that I could actually take my time.

We sat on the couch and talked, and I tried hard to make conversation that
would make me sound like I was older. But it was hard to think of things to
say to an older boy -- especially one that was sitting across from me naked
as the day he was born! The towel he'd worn to answer the door was too damp
to use while sitting on the furniture, and it was now bunched up on the
area rug. The room got quiet after just a few attempts at chat, and I just
sat staring at his crotch.

His dick was fatter than it had been when he first took the towel off, not
quite hard but getting way bigger. His hand was resting close to his balls,
almost cupping the hairless sack as he sat sprawled on the sofa. Our eyes
met and he smiled maybe the nicest smile I'd ever gotten from an older boy.

"You know what, champ" he said, raising his arm and sniffing his pits "I
didn't really get much of a shower, and I bet you could use one too. What
do you say we get cleaned up?"

"Together?" I gasped, suddenly a little bashful -- I'd never gotten naked
in front of another boy and I was afraid he might not like seeing my little
dick, especially since his was so much bigger!

"Sure together" he laughed "Mom hates it when I waste water!" And with that
he jumped up and grabbed my hand, pulling me to my feet and practically
dragging me down the hallway to the bathroom.

He started the water and I stood there motionless, spellbound by the sight
of his strong back and smooth butt as he reached into the shower to adjust
the water. Turning around, he looked a little surprised to see me just
standing there with my clothes still on.

"Need some help getting out of those" he asked in a husky voice, his dick
starting a slow rise toward his belly button. And when I didn't reply he
took it as a yes and reached down to tug my shirt up over my arms.

Ben ran his hand over my belly and chest. "Sweet" he gushed "Little guy,
you're a knockout! Almost too pretty to be a boy!"

That's what my Mom always said -- even Sara told me I'd make a pretty
little girl. And before last week she used to tell me that someday I'd
drive all the girls crazy someday! I guess now she knew better!

It felt really good to know an older boy liked the way I looked -- I got
butterflies in my stomach. But I was still a little afraid for this good
looking teen athlete to see me without any clothes on, so I made no effort
to complete the chore Ben had begun.

"Gonna make me do all the work, huh" he grinned and reached down to pull my
shorts off my thin hips, underwear and all. I blushed as I realized my
peter was naked for him to see -- and it was stiff as a pipe, all two and a
half inches of it!

But he must have liked what he saw -- his face was almost pink with lust
and his dick stood out a full five inches and jerked in the air as he ran
his hands over my little butt and squeezed the mounds before reaching to
the front and squeezing my hard dickie!

This was a first for me! I'd been more than happy when the other boys let
me play with theirs -- even when they didn't know it was me! But my heart
filled with pride when I could see that Ben liked seeing me naked. And his
hand on my peter felt better than anything I'd ever felt!

I kicked off my shoes and pulled my feet out of the clothes lying crumpled
around my little ankles. Ben pulled me into a hug, his hard dick pressing
against my chest as we embraced. Then he pulled me by both hands into the
steaming shower.

He was in no hurry. He picked up the shampoo and squeezed some into my wet
hair, using his strong young hands to massage my head and scrub the sweat
from my hair. I sighed and leaned into his fingers -- loving the feel of
someone else washing my hair. It was way better than when my Mom used to do
it!

Then Ben took a bottle of body wash and squirted it down my chest. It was a
little cold on my hot skin but in seconds I felt his strong hands start to
rub it in, working across my shoulders, down my chest and onto my tummy. He
used one hand to lift my arms and cup them in his big paws -- completely
wrapping my thin little arms in his hands as he massaged his way down to my
fingers. Taking my hands in his, he cleaned between every finger like he
was trying to get every speck of dirt off my little body.

Dropping to his knees, he squeezed another big dallop of the slick soap
onto his hands and started in at my hips, running his slender fingers all
over my crotch and kneading my skinny little butt with his slippery
hands. It felt so good I thought I was going to get the feeling right
there!

Running his hand under my peter, he washed my little ball sach and reached
further back to press a finger against my butt hole. I couldn't help myself
-- I moaned and leaned back into his probing digit like I wanted it to go
deeper. I'd never felt anything like that -- never even knew my butt could
feel good!

Ben took my little peter in two of his fingers and started playing with
it. I'd figured out already that my dickie would get good feelings when I
rubbed on it, but what this teenager was doing felt way better! My knees
buckled and I put my hands on his wet head to keep from falling to the
floor!

He pulled me into the shower spray and washed all the soap off my body --
and I thought he was done playing with my peter. Now I'd get a chance to
play with his and that was good too! But once I was squeaky clean he
surprised me by reaching forward with his face and taking me into his
mouth!

I almost collapsed from the feeling of his warm tongue on my little weiner!
He had one hand reaching between my thin legs to push on my butt, pressing
my little boy crotch hard through his sucking lips. I wasn't big enough for
him to go up and down on my peter like I did with the big boys, but he used
his tongue all over my dickie and made little sucking motions with his lips
that almost made me crazy!

My hands held onto the back of his head, pulling him closer as he pressed
on my butt to keep me from pulling away. His free hand had dropped down to
his own dick and he was jerking off furiously as he nursed on my hard
little dick.

In only a minute I felt the good feeling start to build up and I squealed
as I pushed my dickie even harder into the warmth of his sucking mouth. His
hand on his own dick was like a blur as he jerked himself off. I heard
myself scream out as the tickling feelings ran up from my toes and came out
my peter.

Ben moaned loudly, making even more sensation against my jerking little
peter, and I felt something hot and sticky hit my legs. I knew what it was
-- he was shooting his stuff while I was having my good feelings! And that
made it even better than it had been! My knees went weak and I held onto
his head while my legs buckled and his hand on my butt dug deeper into the
crack between my cheeks!

I'd had a lot of fun rubbing on my own peter but it was nothing like this!
Now I really understood why the older boys let a little kid like me suck on
their dicks!

Ben let go of my butt and I caught myself from slipping to the floor as he
rose to his feet in front of me. His eyes were glassy as he gazed down at
me -- a look of both shock and satisfaction covering his cute teen face. He
pulled me again into a hug, this time his dick slid across my little chest
and smeared his stuff across the soft skin. I reached out with both arms
and hugged him back, burying my face into his smooth chest.

We didn't put any clothes back on after we dried off. It felt weird walking
around Ben's house naked -- knowing we were sitting around without our
clothes in room his family used every day. But it felt really good too --
it was like we were best friends and I could do anything I wanted to do
with him.

And what I wanted to do most was suck his big dick! I know now that he
wasn't all that big back them -- maybe about five inched long. But to my
little eyes he still looked big -- and I liked the way his steely-hard cock
felt when I sucked on it. I played with his balls while I lay across his
lap with my face buried between his legs -- and he groaned above me as I
nursed.

In just a couple of minutes I heard his groaning get louder and
faster. "I'm about to cum, Billy!" he gasped as he rocked forward from the
seat, pushing himself deeper through my hungry little lips. I swallowed
greedily as his cock erupted into my mouth, sending cascades of hot creamy
stuff down my throat.

Ben pulled me off his dick after he finished squirting his stuff. Lifting
me by the waist he pulled me into his lap and sat back with a satisfied
grin on his face. I could feel his big dickie getting softer against my
butt as I cuddled into his panting chest.

"What did you mean when you said you were about to come?" I asked,
genuinely perplexed by a term I'd heard before but didn't quite
understand. How can somebody who's already here come?

Ben laughed softly and explained what the term meant to big boys. "It's
what guys do when they're about to shoot their stuff from fucking or from
getting a blowjob" he told me.

I almost blushed when he said `fucking' -- that's a word that was strictly
forbidden in my house! But I was curious about what he meant by
`blowjob'. So I asked him.

He pulled me up further to face him, smiling and running his fingers
through my still- damp hair. "A blowjob is what you just gave me, little
buddy! Didn't you know that?"  Of course I didn't, and told him so. And he
even agreed that `suckjob' would have been a more accurate term for it, but
nonetheless a blowjob was what everyone called it.

We settled in for a big-boy to little-boy talk about the birds and the
bees. And before it was over I knew all the right stuff to call things! A
peter was either a dick or a cock.  "But you're still little and you can't
shoot cum yet - so we'll just stick with 'peter' for yours" he finished
with a grin

The stuff that big boys shot out when they got their good feeling was
called cum -- and the stuff they all leaked out before that was called
pre-cum! Even their good feeling was called cumming!

It seemed like a big boys whole life and vocabulary revolved around that
one word -- cum!

Ben asked me how I got started giving blowjobs and drinking cum, and I told
him about my first time with Trevor -- and about Sara's party. He seemed
surprised that I'd only been doing it for about a week but his face really
lit up when I told him about the three big boys wearing hoods!

"Holy shit, Billy! You mean you actually sucked a load out of Vince? I've
seen him in the locker room -- that guy's got a huge schlong on him!" Ben
looked like he was a little jealous that I'd sucked Vince's dick.

And he didn't even have to explain what `schlong' meant -- I already knew
what was huge on the muscular Italian teen!

"Trevor's no little boy either" he finished "We jack off together sometimes
so I know how hard and horny he is. That's why it wasn't too hard to figure
out what was going on in the park bathroom today"

"But Marcus too! All the girls in school drool over him! I kind of figured
Vanessa was taking care of his needs!"

Ben's dick -- already drained twice in less than an hour -- was coming back
to life. And I asked him when he first started doing stuff with boys. He
explained that he had an older cousin named Jeff who'd taught him
everything -- just like he was teaching me now.

I put him back in my mouth as he finished telling me the story about him
and his cousin.
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That's all for now -- let me know if you liked it. I really get off reading
your emails and seeing the pics of your hard cocks. And if you want to read
about how Ben and his cousin Jeff got started check out 'Confessions of a
Lifeguard' in gay/adult-youth