Date: Wed, 16 Apr 2008 15:19:32 -0700 (PDT)
From: Benjamin Winkler <benwink19@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Boomer & Jayden"

This is a story about two boys who discover the fun they can have
together. If it's not what you're looking for, please check a different
section.  If it is, I hope you enjoy it. All legal stuff applies and if you
do like it, let me know at benwink19@yahoo.com. It's in 4 parts so make
sure you have plenty of time to fully enjoy it. It is true, however the
names have been changed. It's the story of Boomer and Jayden and yes I have
his permission to tell here.

(Part I)

  No one knew his real name since as long as anyone could remember,
everyone called him "Boomer".  He was an average 13-year-old boy although
perhaps a little more athletic than others his age. As the athletic type,
he was well-known and fairly popular in his middle school and was not shy
around others. He had the defined body of an athlete, dark brown hair, and
the first sprouts of almost black hair in those areas of his body where
dark hair didn't normally grow. His parents had raised him to believe there
was nothing to be ashamed of concerning the human body and so nudity was of
no concern to him, even as the changes in his own body were beginning to
take place.

                As the open-minded people they were, Boomer's parents had
already explained to him about the changes he was going through as well as
the ones he still had to face.  His father was quick to point out that it
was completely normal and acceptable for a boy Boomer's age to begin
experimenting with his developing body in order to get a sense of his
preferences in that area. He even gave Boomer a few pointers about how he
had experimented at that age and made it clear that he had no objection to
his son doing whatever he was comfortable with so long as he didn't hurt
himself and he did it in the privacy of his own room. However, if Boomer
wanted to stay home alone and experiment, all his parents asked was that he
be sure to finish before they got home and to be sure he did, they always
told him what time to expect them home and always stayed as close to that
time as possible.  If nothing else, they would show up after the expected
time so as to be sure their son was done with whatever it was he was doing
in an empty house all by himself.

                He had actually discovered his infatuation with his body
the same way as a lot of boys do; accidentally. He was taking his usual
bath one evening and while washing himself down there, he realized how good
it felt to rub his little organ. He continued to do so until the sensations
were too intense and he had to stop. (He was only eight at the time and so
he hadn't been informed by his parents yet.) He kept doing that every
chance he got but kept it a secret until he was about 12 or so and that's
when his parents gave him "the talk".  Noticing how open they were about
such things, he felt comfortable admitting he had been tickling himself for
a long time now and the news seemed to make his father proud since in the
discussion he had admitted to discovering the pleasures of his body no
younger than 9. (His father had found himself, pardon the pun, on his 9th
birthday with the gentle coaxing of a friend of his who was there as a
party guest. Truth be told, he hadn't stopped since then.)

                As a developing 13-year-old, and with the actual permission
of both of his parents, Boomer felt free to enjoy himself whenever he felt
inclined to do so. Not only did he have permission, Boomer also had a
little assistance from his father. (Not the way you're thinking...) John
more than understood when it came to being a teenage boy with raging
hormones and understood that the easiest and least troublesome way to deal
with those hormones was with your dominant hand. John was right-handed but
his son was left. (As if that really makes a difference, right?) Anyway,
John felt it his duty to supply whatever it was that Boomer felt he needed
to have the most fun with his experimentation. Since Boomer was too young
to buy some of these things, John was happy to help out. However, for the
most basic technique of self-pleasure, Boomer had to supply his own
things. Therefore, it was not uncommon at all to see a bottle of hand
lotion and a roll of toilet paper sitting on Boomer's end table next to his
bed nor was it rare to see the wastebasket full of tissue paper that had
obviously been used by Boomer's handiwork. (Again, sorry about the pun...)

                When it comes to the more advanced ways to pleasure
oneself, John supplied the equipment. The main supplement to Boomer's
enjoyment was fully unlimited access to the Internet with no threat of the
history being checked. Both of his parents agreed that it was perfectly
acceptable for him to look at whatever he was curious about and did not
care where that curiosity brought him, even if it meant he would find
himself leaning towards individuals who had the same thing between their
legs as he did. Their only request was that he not doing anything
illegal. This also meant he could join chat rooms, webcam, microphone, etc
without getting into trouble but he was simply not allowed to meet anyone
or give out any personal information.

                The other things his father provided could be bought at the
pharmacy (i.e. Condoms, ky jelly etc) or at an adult store (sex toys etc.)
For now he was told he could use the condoms for his own self-pleasure to
save on the tissue paper but if he so chose, he could use them with a
partner of either gender. The wide amount of possibilities left poor Boomer
overwhelmed and so for the present, he opted to just pleasure himself with
his hand lotion and toilet paper.