Date: Fri, 1 Jun 2012 14:15:17 -0500
From: no one special here <huff_da_man@live.com>
Subject: Crescendo of Kev and joe Chapter 1

This story line is based on actual events. Names have been changed to
protect the privacy of those involved. It you are under the age of 18, this
story is not for you. It is illegal for you to read this. Please leave this
website now!

This story is about the beginnings of a relationship between a healthy 12
year old boy and a healthy 13 year old boy. If you do not like these kinds
of events then you definitely will not like this story. Just a forewarning.

I hope you will enjoy the story of my first actual budding relationship
with another male at such an early age in life.

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Chapter 1 Beginnings

First off, I would like to give you a little history about myself. My name
is Joey and my sexual awakening started when I was at the tender age of
5. I'm sure some of you are thinking, "That's too young". Well maybe it was
but I wouldn't be the person I am today without such events taking
place. Anyways, I really enjoyed it. Basically, it was a 10 minute suck and
touch event. Not much too tell. All I know is, is that I thoroughly enjoyed
it. After that first time, all I wanted to do was look at and touch other
boys private parts and believe me I had my share of boyish encounters,
either by my doing or the other boys doing.

I was in seventh grade now and I attended Olsen Middle School in Dania,
Florida. Oh yes, let me describe myself to you a bit. I stood to a height
of 5'9 and weighed about 150 lbs. I have dark brown hair and a profile like
that of Elvis Presley, in his early years. Dark bushy eyebrows with a
protruding chin just like Elvis. My eyelashes were longer than most girls
were. I was an athletic teen but I wasn't chiseled like Adonis or
anything. I was just a plain Jane, an average boy with an average build. I
played baseball and basketball. I rode my florescent green Boss Cruiser
everywhere. Since I only lived a few miles from Ft. Lauderdale and a few
miles from Miami, my friends and I would ride to either city all the
time. All in all, I was neither fat nor skinny. I had a stocky build due to
width and broadness of my shoulders. My legs were extremely built. I had
muscular calves, quads and glutes. And boy did it show. I had to go up an
extra waist size just so my quads and glutes would have some room to
breathe. I had smooth skin that was extremely tanned. I guess that's the
just the Native American in me. That describes me in a nutshell.

It was in the early beginnings of my seventh grade year that I met the most
beautiful boy I'd ever seen. He was new to the school. He moved here from
Clearwater, Florida. He was in my fifth period Life Science class. The
teacher sat him right next to me. I found out his name was Kevin but he
told me everyone just called him Kev. There was no shaking of hands or
anything like that. It was the connection I felt when he stared into my
eyes. It was so unexpected. It caught me off guard. I began to feel my
cheeks slowly heat up and I quickly looked away. I wasn't shy or
anything. It was a feeling inside me that I've never felt before. It was
like my entire body started to tremble. I could feel my body sending
quivers of sheer delight all throughout my body, ending in every
extremity. I even feel the warmth of blood pumping into my boyhood, giving
me a semi hard on. If I could only describe this new found feeling in one
word, it would be electric.

It took me awhile before I could even look at him again. He kept talking to
me until I could look at him again. He asked me if I wanted to hang out
after school. I still remember the exact words I repeated back to him.

" You bet", I said in a soft tone.

I told him that I rode my bike to school. Apparently, Kev had done the
same. I asked him where he wanted to hang out?

" My house", he said.

" Okay", I replied, "Meet you at the bike rack after school".

The truth was, I couldn't wait for school to end. I had this feeling inside
of me that I didn't want to let go of. I felt as if something was tugging
me towards this kid.

When the bell rang, letting us know that school was over, I was relieved. I
darted as fast as I could to the bike rack, intending to get there
first. My class was only one hallway over from the bike rack.

When I got there, I was still trying to catch my breath. As I was doing the
combo on my lock, I looked up and saw that Kev was heading this way. I
began to feel the butterflies flapping their wing inside my gut. I could
feel those feeling of sweet ecstasy again, running throughout my body. Once
I had my bike ready to ride, I waited for Kev. I watched him as he walked
his bike over to me. I saw how his body moved in unison. I could tell he
was athletic and well coordinated like me. He had on a pair of
tight-fitting Guess blue jeans, an ID shirt on, and a pair of Reeboks. His
hair was dark brown and it just flowed in the gentle breeze of the
afternoon. His face was still a baby face but you could tell that it was
starting to become more angular at the chin. I was completely mesmerized by
this boy I had just met.

"Lets head", Kev said as he leveled up to me and my bike.

"You got it", I said, "Following your lead".

With that said, the two of us were off. I followed Kev all the way to his
house which was only a hop, skip and jump from my house. I lived on the
other side of Dania Beach Blvd, opposite to him. He lived by Winn-Dixie and
I lived by the Seven/Eleven across the street from Winn-Dixie. I lived
right next to Frost Park where I played baseball. Once Kev stopped and got
of his bike, I followed in tow.


"So", I asked, "Whatcha wanna do?"

"I'm new here", he replied, "What's there that's close by?"

"We could go to the Intercoastal and mess around", I said, " We could fish
or swim".

"How about a swim" he announced, " That sounds like a plan".

"Fine with me", I said, " But I'll have to go to my house and get on my
trunks first".

"Sounds good", Kevin repeated, as I followed him back to his room.

Once inside, he shut the door, dropped his backpack by the door and kicked
off his shoes. He went to his dresser, pulled out his jams and set them on
the top of his dresser. First, he grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled
it off of him. I watched in amazement. I couldn't help but stare at his
naked torso. His chest was completely hairless. You could tell that his
just was just beginning to take shape. His dime sized nips were hard. Oh
how I wished I could rub my finger over them just slightly.

As my eyes ventured down, I saw his abs. He didn't really have a six pack
or anything, but you could see the outline of his muscles and his belly
button was an outy. That is such a turn on for me. I love outies. He was
completely hairless there too. I continued to watch as he unbuttoned his
jean, he lifted each leg and kick off his jeans. He stood there for a
minute in his white BVD's. I could just make out the outline of everything
that made him a boy, in those tighty whities. He was huge. He looked over
at me with a shit-eating grin on his face. I could feel the heat once
again, rising into my cheeks but this time, I didn't look away. I could
tell he was teasing me as I watched him hook his fingers into the waistband
of those BVD's and slowly yanked them down.  Now, he stood there in the
buff and I had a complete frontal view of him. My eyes couldn't believe
what they were seeing. His cock must've been at least five inches soft. He
was cut. His ball were small but they were low hangers. I had never seen a
cock that big, on a boy my age. I was in heaven.

He turned around and got his jams off the top of his dresser. Now, I had a
full backal view. He had what people called a bubble but. As he bent over
to slide on his jams, I saw his gloryhole. It was completely hairless as
well as a sensual shade of pink with it darkening up as it spiraled out. It
took my breath away. My cock at this point was harder and pulsating more
than it ever had in my young life. I could feel the blood pumping into
it. It was an amazing feeling. Kev finished pulling up his jams and tied
them. He turned back towards me and had the same shit-eating grin on his
face. He proceeded back to his dresser and pull out a tee shirt. He slipped
it on. He went over to his closet and grabbed a pair of Vans' slip on's
which were very popular where we lived. I even had a pair but in a
different color.

"Lets go", Kev said, "And let you get your jams on".

I had to wait a moment because by now, my cock was so stiff it didn't want
to relinquish itself. When the feeling started to ebb away, I got up.  "I'm
ready", I called back at him.

We walked out of Kev's house and set out to get our bikes. Once we got on
them, we headed out. This time, I was in the lead. As we rode to my house,
I still couldn't get my mind off what I had saw in Kev's room. It was like
he was baiting me. I'd never been hooked by this point. So, it was a new
sensation to me. I realized that I liked being hooked.

I was wondering to myself if I should put on such a display of my body to
him. I didn't know if he would enjoy it or think I was just a fag trying to
get into his pants. He baited me and I figured it was a time to be
bold. So, I decided that I was going to put on peep show for him. Just
thinking about made my cock stir. I'd have to try my hardest not to pop a
boner in front of him. I really didn't know if I could actually have that
kind of cock control. I was willing to try. I was just hoping that things
would go well and he would get excited over me like I did over him. I
wanted him so badly and I couldn't help feeling that way.

We got to my house and I pointed at it so he would know which one was
mine. We got off our bikes and I went to unlock my door. We went
inside. The blast of cold air hit us as we walked in the house. It was
refreshing.

"Follow me", I said.

He nodded at me and followed. I didn't have to close my door because I was
the only one home. Kev took a seat on my bed as I started to scrounge
around for my jams. Then I spotted them hanging on the back of my bedroom
door. I was a constant swimmer. So, I guess my mom decided to just hang
them there. I went over to my boom box and put on some tunes. I was going
strip to some tunes.

I took a deep breath. "Here we go", I thought to myself. I took a seat on
my bed next to Kev and pulled off my socks and shoes. I stood back up to
pull off my shirt. I did it very slowly then threw it on the floor. I stood
there for a few moments just like he did. To my surprise, he was checking
me out and had a smile on his face.

"Maybe he is like me", "Oh?god, please let him be like me", I thought. Now,
it's time for phase two. I slowly unbuttoned my jeans, swaying my hips to
the music but not so such as to just put it out there. I began unbuttoning
my pants to the music. I unzipped then pulled them down to my ankles,
grabbed each leggin one at a time so I can pull them off. I was now
standing there in my red fruit of a looms. I didn't like tighty whities on
me but on someone else they looked very inviting.

As I looked back at Kev, I could tell that he was totally checking me
out. It must be my gaydar that gave me a tiny hint and the rest was all
Kev. He was ogling me completely. You know, how you just know when someone
is checking you out. It was like that. I decided to sneak a peak down at
his crotch and man, he must've had a ten man tent down there. God, he was
so huge.

I hooked my fingers into the waistband of my fruit of a looms, and slowly,
methodically pulled them down and stepped out of my undies. Now, it was my
turn to be in the buff.

Kev's eyes got really huge as I looked at him. I was steadily keeping my
cock from getting hard and boy, it was so hard to do but thank god I was
doing it. I was still standing there, in my birthday suit, when Kev got up
and walked over to me. He just looked me up and down. Now, I'm not huge but
I was at least two inches soft and five inches hard. Not too bad for a kid
my age.

"Damn", Kevin said as he put his arms around my neck and gave me a hug. By
this time the electricity was firing ten fold as he brought me closer to
his body. I thought that my legs would give out and I'd fall and look like
an idiot. He pressed his massive cock into my own and then there was no
holding back. My cock was standing up at attention and ready to go.

I pulled my head back to stare into the emerald green eyes. I felt like
putty in his hands.

Kev stared back. We just stood there for what seemed like an eternity
looking into each others' eyes.

Then, out of the blue, I decided to get bold. I put my hands on his boy ass
and gently squeezed those cheeks. Kev let out a purr. My hand began to
massage the muscles in his butt. It was harmonious to behold. Literally.
All I know is that I was trembling in his firm hold. He started lay him and
my self onto the bed. He brought his lips to mine. The hormones screamed
through my body as we kissed. Kev slowly put his tongue between my lips. I
let him. His tongue was fully in my mouth.

Again, it was time for me to get even more bold. I put my tongue into his
mouth and we massaged each others' tongue. It was sweet bliss. I could
smell his boyish smell. A mixture of sweat and hormones. It was like
nothing I've ever smelled before. I was in love with this boy and I'd only
known him for a day.

Kev, gently and softly, laid me on my bed. He started rummaging his finger
all over my chest and tummy. It sent chills over my whole body. By this
time, he was playing with my nips. Doing exactly what I was wanting to do
to him when I first saw his bare chest.

He laid his torso on top of mine. We were still kissing when he lowered his
hand a bit and gingerly took a hold of my throbbing cock. It jumped at his
very touch.

With my hands, I lifted off his shirt and he let me do it. Then I decided
to go even further and I started to untie his jams. I guess he kick off his
sandals because when I pulled those jams down, he just kicked them off his
ankles. I had a full view of his giant member with a small bubble of pre
cum sitting on the slit of his bulbous mushroom shaped head.  That made me
feel hornier than I had ever been. I took a hold of his member and felt it
pulsating in my hand. I slowly began to slide up and down his cock. I knew
I wanted more.

By now, both of our bodies were taken over by our hormones. Kev lifted
himself up, off of me and slid his body lower. He knelt on the floor and
got between my legs which were hanging of the bed. He scooted himself
closer to me and lowered his head to where the tip of my cock was touching
his lips. He put my cock in his mouth and started sucking me. I could feel
the breath inside me release as he moved up and down my shaft. I jumped
when he put his tongue into the slit on my cock head. Quivers of sheer
ecstasy raced over my body. Then I bucked as he tickled my cock head with
his tongue because it tickled so much. With his mouth full of my cock and
my left hand on his head, he muttered.


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