Date: Tue, 03 Jun 2003 06:20:31 -0700 From: dude sweet <dudesweet (at) hotmail (dot) com> Subject: Birthday Party at Paintball Park Jason was the most popular kid in school. And the coolest. Lucky for me, near the end of the year, we got to work on a history project together. So I was lucky and got invited to his birthday party right before 8th grade was over, and middle school could kiss our butts goodbye. Jason had the coolest spikey blond hair ever, his mom was a hairdresser and he always looked hot. He was not fat or skinney and he wasn't taller than the other guys. He just looked taller, if that makes any sense. He had deep brown/green eyes that were beautiful. If I had known then that I was gay, you could have said I had a crush on Jason. Saturday morning at 7am, which is a time I never, ever see on a Saturday, my mom dropped be off at his house. I got him a Quicksilver tshirt cause I seen him wear them before. He ALWAYS had the coolest clothes. I hoped he would like my present. It cost $23. He was dressed in all cammo gear. Looked like a army man. He even had a cammo hat and belt. He pulled up his pants leg to show off his cammo socks. I wondered if he had cammo underwear, but sure couldn't ask that question. I also wondered other things about his underwear department, but tried to throw those ideas out of my mind. Remember, I didn't know I was gay. I thought I was a late bloomer. He had 4 other guys there to that I sort of knew from school, but there not important to this story. We got in the van. I wished I could sit next to him, but I was way down on his friend list. I sat next to Ian. He's ok. Short, wears glasses, squeky voice. More like a little brother. All the other guys had some cammo. All had cammo shirts. 2 of them were in jeans like me. When we were getting stuff out of the car, Jason loaned me one of his old cammo shirts. It was to small for him. Well, he was only a tiny bit bigger than me and it fit me fine, so probably he just got tired of it and got a new one. But I was happy, that I looked more like the same team now. We had to fill out paper work and his mom had to sign permission slips for us to play. She paid for everything. Ian and Ron and me had to rent guns, the other guys had there own stuff. Also they had like 8 boxes of paintballs. But on to the good stuff. After lunch, me and Jason had gotten hit and were out of the first game. I told him I wouldn't be playing in the second game on this field, cause I had to pee. The bathrooms were like 15 minutes away and there was no time to get there and back. "Just pee here. I have to go too. Come on." We were in the safe zone and he took us away from the playing field, behind some trees. "We can piss here," he stated. I turned away and opened my jeans and started. He came next to me, his already out, and also peed. This was unusual. In school, you always skip a urinal, even when your peeing with your friends. It's just the way its done. So it was unusual for him to come up right next to me. I noticed his dick. He wasn't trying to hide it, just leaving it out for me to see. At first I was going to cover mine up, but when I saw his, I forgot. Not that I was trying to show him mine, I just forget, cause he had a great dick. Not as much hair as mine, but fatter and longer. Did he have a semi, I wondered as he shook it and put it away. That woke me up, and I shook mine, which was getting a semi as well, and put it away. "I like pissing outdoors," he says. "My dicks like to breathe the fresh air. I laugh. "You ever been streaking?" he asks. Streaking? Running around naked? No. "Have you?" I dare to ask, avoiding the question. "A couple of times. Its even better than pissing outside. Your hole body gets all tingly and alive." My body was all tingly and alive, just thinking about streaking with him. "You want to some time?" he asks me. "Yeah. Sure. Sounds cool. Do you do it with the guys?" I ask, wondering if they all ran around naked. "No, must of them are pussys. Too scared they will get caught." Getting caught? Yeah, I would be afraid to get caught to. But running around naked with Jason, sounded cool. "So you sure?" he asks again. "Yeah, I'm no pussy" I assure him. And myself. Actually I am a pussy, but here was a chance to break out of my pussydom and become one of the cool guys. Not only that but to see his naked body. I began to get a boner. They blew the whistle for the end of the game, so we headed back to play. After the next game, we all marched back to the car, for drinks. Jason whispers "Drink a lot and we can pee again." Hehe. Cool. He wants to pee with me. I drink a hole bottle of Gatorade myself. Almost chugging the hole thing down in one drink, spilling a little. We head out to the next field, and after the first game, Jason asks me "Gotta pee yet?" No. But I could probably pee if I wanted to. And I definitely wanted to. "Yeah." I follow him off away from all the other people , farther than last time, behind some large bushes. I pull out my semi and pee. He pulls his out, also a semi I'm sure, and pees. After I finish, and shake it, I put it away, like everybody does right? No. Not Jason. He finishes and leaves it out. "What are you doing?" I ask, very curious. "Just letting it breath." He says calmly. Cool. "Go ahead" Uh, well. I can't exactly do it. You see looking at his, I now got a boner. He sees me hesitating. "What's the deal?" I can't think of anything to say. "Hey, if you got a boner, its cool. I get them all the time." How the hell did he know I had a boner? "See?" He starts to jack his semi till in a few strokes, it standing out. I have trouble breathing. This is the first boner I've seen and its Jasons. "Come on, air it out." He wakes me up. So I do it. My boner flopping around as I release it from my boxers. He's the only person in the world who has seen my boner. "See," he says. "It feels good doesn't it?" I don't even know how it feels. I only know that he has the most beautiful, coolest dick/boner in the world. Yeah it feels good, I guess. I'm to busy freaking out, and enjoying the view of his to really experience mine. He pulls out his pocket knife. What's he gonna do, cut off our dicks? But I'm not scared. He's cool, he wouldn't hurt me. He cuts open a paint ball and squirts it on his dick. I watch intently. He is giggling. "What are you doing?" beside cutting open paintballs and painting your dick. He cuts another one and squits it on his dick. He now has a blue dick. He rubs it around. I am getting to watch him rub his dick with blue paint. Oh man, this is cool. He squats down and gets out some of my paint balls. He cuts one open and drips it on MY dick. It feels all warm, like sperm, but runny like snot. I almost shoot sperm then. The paint runs down my balls and tickles them to. He has cut open another one and squirts it on me. My dick is bright pink. "Rub it in" he urges. I do so carefully, not wanted to come. He cuts some more and puts more on both dicks. He starts to jack it, not rub it in, jack it. "Rub it in like this" he urges. Well as scared as I am, my dick has also given my hand the order to do it, so I jack it as slowly as I can. No need to be scared. He says "Look!" as he shoots out his sperm onto the ground. Its beautiful. I come to, forgetting to say look, but he's looking anyways. He are both squeezing out the last drops. I am out of breath. How long had I been not breathing? "Isn't outside great?" he asks. "Yes!" And jacking with you is the greatest thing in my life. "We missed the second game." "Hehe, I don't care." "Me either" He also laughs. We still have our dicks out. "Want to get naked?" he asks. Here? Now? In the middle of nowhere? With blue and pink dicks mixed with sperm? "Ok" I say. Shit, did I really say ok? He is already sitting down, taking off his shoes and socks. I catch up. After a bit, we are both standing there totally naked. With blue and pink dicks and hands to. This is so much fun. And he is even better looking than I imagined. I keep trying to enjoy the view of his body, but always end up focussing on his dick. Somehow, I finally notice, he is looking at me to. We just stand there, naked, looking at each other. I got a boner again, but am not shy this time. "You like this?" This means jacking off together? Or putting paint on our dicks? Or being naked? Or what? I'm not sure, but I am sure I like it all. "Yeah. Its cool." "You're pretty cool to" he says. Me? Cool? Yeah! "Thanks, you to." They blow the whistle for the end of the game. He starts to dress, so do I. When we catch up with the guys he shows paint covered hand to Evan. Evan says "Did you do it? All the way?" He smiles and points to me. I wave with my painted hand to. "You guys are crazy" he says. "Yeah, we are" agrees Jason. Yeah we are, I silently agree. Crazy, but happy. Very happy.