Date: Sun, 15 Dec 2013 19:44:46 -0800 (PST)
From: Carlos Monzon <carlosmonzon135@yahoo.com>
Subject: Carlos and Jesse 1 - YF

Usual Disclaimers apply; please don't read if it's illegal where you are.

It is my first nifty story, and it's based on true events.  Please email me
at @ carlosmonzon135@yahoo.com, if you end up enjoying this, and want me to
add the next chapters.  Feedback always appreciated. I hope it brings some
of you other 90's kids back to a simpler time.

Chapter 1 - the swing, 1996

Even at 10 years old, I knew I was gay. Or, at least into other boys. I had
a best friend, named Jesse. He was a typical all-American boy. Short blond
hair, light blue eyes, and loved to do every little boy thing you can
imagine. Football, swimming, climbing, hiking, you know it. Jesse was
special because he was the only boy I knew with a 6 pack. It was really
more of a 4 pack, but with my regular flat tummy, Jesse was a god. To top
it off, it seemed like he never wore a shirt in the summer, and when he
did, it was always just a white tank top. We called them "wife beaters"
back then. In the early 90's people weren't as obsessed with body image,
but Jesse knew he was cute, and so did all the girls in 5th grade.

I also knew. And even though I was an average built boy, the girls liked me
too. See, I was your average boy, but I was also the only Puerto Rican boy
in town. My light skin made it easy to blend in, but having the nice
year-round tan made me "cute" to more than one girl. I had the tiniest hint
of a mustache at 10, more like beach fuzz, but because it was dark brown,
it stood out. My body was smooth everywhere else, except for my fade
haircut, with little lines buzzed in the sides.

So Jesse and I grew up together. We also had a "secret" fort like all boys
do. We rode our bikes there all the time in the summer of 96, and had a
blast every time. It was an abandoned railroad bridge, near to the river,
but broken and rusty, so no one went there. It was awesome. We had coke and
candy, gushers and dunk-a-roos all the time, and would talk about all that
stuff you talk about when you're a little kid and have a best friend.

One day, I rode up to the "fort," which is what we called it. It was 106
degrees, which is scalding hot for upstate New York. I walked up to the
fort wearing a red "muscle shirt" and blue shorts. I had on a new pair of
checkered boxers my mom had just bought me. No more tightly whiteys! I was
sagging, because hey, that's what you did back then.

Of course Jesse was there, stretched out on a tree branch. Shirtless,
soaking in the sun, he turned to me and jumped down. Carlos! What's up man,
I've been waiting forever! Brett had on a pair of white shorts, and blue
boxer briefs. I could see his waistband of his underwear, and about 2
inches of it. Just enough to see a slight butt crack. "dude your like a
fucking turtle, what took you so long?' he patted me on the back and sat
down and opened a coke.

"Sorry, chores dude, you know how it is" I lifted off my shirt, which was
standard practice and sat beside him.


"You got your mom to get them?" Brett asked. He pointed at my boxers, he
could see them since I was sagging.

"yeah, she just gave me the money and a kiss, I laughed. " Jesse and I both
had single moms, and we were both only kids, so we had a lot in common.

"ugh, my mom said I have to wear these until next pay check"

"Loser! I said and punched him"

Your such a pussy dude, that's all you got?" He pushed back

We wrestled around, until he was on top of me. Jesse straddled my hips and
put his hand on my smooth chest. "Ha told you! You suck Carlos."

Not as much as you! In one quick motion, I pushed him off and pinned him
down. Jesse was about 20 lbs heavier than me, and at 5 feet, he had 6
inches on me, but it didn't matter, because I had taken karate for 5
years. I let his arms go, and put both of my hands on his stomach. I rested
them there for a min as we looked at each other.

"Nice abs" I said. You're like the dudes on American Gladiators.

"I know right? You aren't so bad yourself." Jesse laughed, and started to
rub my tiny flat tummy. I was completely hairless, and immediately got
Goosebumps on my stomach

"thanks dude, I've been playing lots of soccer" I started to rub his
chest. It was so muscular! (well for a kid) I couldn't believe he was
letting me do this!

My little dick started to poke out a little from my mesh shorts. "crap," I
thought "what the hell is going on?"

"ha ha you have boner!" Jesse laughed at me, but didn't stop feeling my
tummy, and then he went just below my belly button to the top of my boxers
and tugged on them.

I felt a little something on my butt. I was still sitting firmly on Jesse
hips, and you guessed it, he had also sprouted a little boner. I turned
around and put my butt on it even more. Looking back, I have no idea how I
knew what to do, or what we were about to do next.

"awww," Jesse let out a moan and smiled. he rubbed his hands up and down my
sides, stopping at my nipples a few times, and circling them with his
thumbs. How did he know what to do?

"Jesse ?" I asked, but it was too late, he was in ecstasy, eyes closed
breathing heavily. He pulled me down onto him and put my hands on his butt.


Now our smooth chests were touching, and our faces were just inches from
each other. He looked me in the eyes, with his baby blues that seemed to
smile at this moment. I looked back, and I'm sure my dark brown eyes were
filled with same happiness, but with slightly more confusion.

Jesse breathed on me, our lips only about 1 inch away, and I felt his
breath go in and out form his chest. I could feel his tiny pecker against
mine, and his hips started moving up and down.

"Jesse , dude!" I wisped "what is going on"

"shush!" he whispered back, "just chill dude"

"I don't know what to do, this is weird!" I looked at him, with my palms on
his chest, my chest touching the back of my hands, and his hands on my mesh
shorts.

"stop spazzing dude, my cousin taught me, you'll like it"

"like what?" I asked, moving a little bit away this time.

"Carlos, knock it off!" he said with force in his voice, this time pulling
our hips closer together.

He rolled over and pinned me on my back. He brought my hands over my head,
exposing my hairless pits, and sat up on my dick, moving his ass around and
around.

"When you said that Jessica was your first kiss, were you lying?" he asked
me.

"No of course not"

"I need to know dude, seriously, it's ok, you're my best friend." He
smiled, still breathing heavily, I could see his tiny abs flexing.

"I smiled back, "You know me too well, man"

What happened next, and for the next hour, I was completely unprepared for.