From: 100575.3505@compuserve.com
Subject: Early Times
Date: Sat, 04 May 1996 12:03:24 GMT

Early Times Part 1

My first experience of a mutual jerk off was with a friend called
Chris.  We used to spend all summer at our local swimming pool.  It
was an old fashioned one with wooden changing cubicles but it was
natural for two schoolboys to share one to get changed.
Nothing ever happened when we were getting into our swimming trunks
except to note how much pubic hair we each had.  We would be around 13
or 14.  Chris had a bushy thatch of black curly hair above his fat
uncut dick.  He had hair under his arms and within the year had a fair
amount of hair on his chest.  I was much less hairy, just a triangle
above my own dick which was devoloping nicely (well, I was giving it a
daily work-out!), wisps under my arms and my legs were still fairly
smooth. Off we would go to swim.  After we horsed around in the pool I
noticed that Chris's trunks had a bigger bulge in them than before.
This inevitably gave me a hard-on which I tried to keep under the
water.  Luckily by the time we got out my cock had subsided to its
near normal size.  When we got to the cubicle and locked the door
behind us we would get out of our trunks and dry ourselves off.  His
cock looked half-hard so I asked him if it ever got stiff. He was a
bit embarrassed.  When I said mine did often, he owned up to getting
regular hard-ons.  I said let's see if we can get them hard now and
started playing with mine, not really wanking but just enough to get
it hard.  Chris followed suit and he didn't disappoint.  Although he
was a lot hairier we both had dicks about the same size, and neither
of us had anything to be ashamed of in the size department.  Just
imagine two young teeenagers standing there with stiff cocks not
really knowing what to do next.  As it happened we did nothing then
but I looked forward to the following day when I knew we would be
swimming again.
I tried not to show any excitement before the swim thinking all the
time about would happen when we got out of the pool.  We stripped off
and dried ourselves and I could feel my cock rising.  I had my back to
Chris but I wanted to show it off.  So I turned round and waggled my
tool at him.  He stared at it and I watched his own dick filling and
getting rock hard.  I took a deep breath and asked him if he ever
jerked off.  He sheepishly said he did.  I said I did, nearly every
day as I liked the feeling when I came.  I started pulling slowly,
pulling the foreskin right back and he did it to his own.  He had a
lovely round knob and you could just see a drop of pre-cum at the end.
We both wanked faster and faster, but neither of us could come.
Perhaps  we were both a bit embarrassed but I was hoping for a long
summer.
The next time at the pool I could hardly wait to get out.  Back in the
cubicle we both played withourselves straight away without any
prompting.  It was obvious we were both determined to shoot  this
time.  I was going at it really fast this time and I could feel it
coming, and then out shot my jism straight up in the air,falling down
to the floor.  I could hear Chris moaning and I knew he was near and I
didn't want to miss any of it.  My first time seeing another boy's
cum!  I wasn't disappointed - a great spurt flew out of the end of his
dick, most of it landing on me but I didn't care.  My dick was
still nearly hard and I wanted to go at again but Chris said no,
there'd be another time. There was and it was unspoken that we would
play with ourselves after the swim.  This time we put our dicks
together end to end, pulling both foreskins together.  I asked if I
could touch his dick properly and he said he didn't mind.  So I
grabbed his fat tool with one hand while still pulling on mine.  It
felt great to have a dick in each hand but I really wanted to have
Chris pull me off.  So I took one of his hands and put it on my dick.
He soon got the idea and we jerked until we were both ready to come.
With soft moans (this was a public place) we both shot our loads at
each other.  Because we were so close they landed in each other's
pubic hair and stomachs.  It was a beautiful feeling and a beautiful
sight.

Early Times Part 2

I'll continue with more tales from the swimming pool.  There was
something about the combination
of the open air, a lot of bare flesh and obviously horny teenagers in
swimsuits. The thing about
writing about my early experiences is that each time jogs my memory
about other occasions.
I've told you about the cubicles at the pool.  They had wooden
partitions with a gap of about three
inches between them and the rear wall.  Many of the partitions had
holes made in them, all at
about groin level. Even when I went swimming by myself I would want to
pull my dick after.  I would
often choose a cubicle next to one where I had seen someone of my own
age go in.  Once inside I
would strip off and pull my meat until it got hard, showing it off by
the hole.  I could tell from the
shadows if there was any interest from next door.  There usually was.
Very often the kid next door
would then show himself off while I looked through the hole.  After
this I could look round the back
of the partition to see everything.
Once I remember following a cute blond boy into the changing rooms. I
showed my dick off
through the hole, it didn't take much to get it hard.  He put his head
round the wall and signalled
me to come into to his cubicle.  With a thumping heart I took my stuff
next door and found a
beautiful naked boy of about 15 standing there with a gorgeous
circumcised dick, sticking straight
out for about six inches.  It was the first time I had seen a cut
prick, close up and hard.  It looked
really great.  We both stood looking at each other playing with our
own dicks.  I moved closer and
he took my dick in his other hand, pulling hard at my foreskin.
After a short time he let go and knelt down.  I didn't know what to
expect.  He took my dick and put
it in his mouth and started sucking.  The feeling was unbelievable.  I
just stood there with my dick
straight out, while it was being devoured by this older boy.  I could
look down and watch his blond
head going down on me while he played with that lovely prick of his.
It didn't take long for me to
feel the pressure coming.  I tried to warn him but he didn't seem to
notice.  I finally shot my load
and he just continued sucking taking it all down his throat.  My knees
were all trembling but it felt
terrific.  He continued to jerk off and while still swallowing my
come, shot his load between my feet.
Without saying anything we both got dressed and left.  I never saw him
again but remembered
what he had done.
I wondered if there was anyone I could try it with.  There was one guy
in my year at school who
seemed he would do anything.  Once, for money, he had performed
striptease in the sports
pavilion in front of all of our class.  I envied his boldness.  I also
admired his body, it was the
classic swimmer's body, smooth and well formed.  He had brown pubic
hair and had swung his
dick round for us.
He also went swimming a lot and one evening in the middle of summer I
hung around in the water
waiting for him to get out.  After ages he did and we both walked to
the changing cubicles.  As we
were talking, it seemed natural to share a cubicle.  As we stripped
off our swimsuits I reminded
him about his striptease. I wondered how he had done it without
getting hard.  He said it had been
a problem as he was always getting a hard-on.  So was I just then.  I
didn't try to hide it because I
thought he might be interested.  I was right.  He pointed to my
stiffening dick and said he could do
that.  He pulled at his own until it stuck straight out.  We both
stood there jerking our meat,
watching each other.  Finally I plucked up courage and asked if he had
ever been sucked.  I don't
think he was sure about what I meant so I asked if I could show him
what it was.  He said why not.
So I got down not sure what I should do but having got this far I was
determined to go through
with it.  I took his hard dick in my mouth and started sucking.  After
the initial surprise of feeling a
boy's meat in my mouth I began to enjoy it.  I tried to take all of it
but he must have been longer
than I thought because I couldn't manage it all.  It wasn't long
before he started to shake and he
pulled out and came over my face.  He sat on the bench to recover
while I beat my meat until I
shot my load on the floor. We got dressed and left.  We never
mentioned it again although I would
like to have repeated it.  It was some time before tasted dick again
but I jerked off many times
thinking about it.

Early Times Part 3

Let me tell you about one summer holiday at Scout camp.  This was
where about thirty of us would spend  two weeks in the country camping
in tents.  It was all boys, aged between 12 and 17, I must have been
14 or 15.  We shared tents as 'patrols' so there was a mixed age group
except that the 'patrol leaders' shared their own tent.  I'd love to
now what went on in there at night.
The weather was generally very good and we all went around dressed in
only swimming trunks or shorts.  It wasn't hard to tell who was
'growing' up.  Inevitably at night, as always when boys get together,
the talk in the tent  would turn to dicks.  We all speculated about
one guy in the next tent who was was really big for his age, 15.  We
wondered if he would be built in proportion and we decided to raid
their tent.  We took torches and invaded their tent.  We pulled this
guy out of his sleeping bag (he didn't put up much of a fight - I
think he was enjoying the attention).  He was only wearing shorts and
the excitement had had an obvious effect.  One of our guys pulled down
his shorts and a torch was shone on his semi-stiff dick It was a
massive uncut tube surrounded by a thick thatch of pubic hair covering
the base of his shaft and his balls.  Everybody was suitably impressed
and the guy I think was proud of his manhood.  While we were all
looking  one of the younger guys started to laugh so we turned our
attention to him.   He was wearing pyjama bottoms.  These were quickly
stripped off and we all looked at his little button.  It was a
circumsized dick, completely smooth with no sign of hair at all.  One
of our guys (not me I just looked on trying not to show how eager I
was) teased the boy about the size of his dick and then started
flicking it with his finger.  We all watched as nature took its course
and the tiny prick grew straight out from his crutch.  By this time my
dick was solid and I had my hand in my shorts' pocket, both trying to
stop my hard on from showing and playing with my knob end.  Looking
round it was obvious that I wasn't the only one turned on by this.
Some of the boys still in sleeping bags were visibly playing with
themselves under cover of the bags.  By this time the young boy was
feeling pleased with the attention and started waving his , by now,
hard dick in the air, wiggling his hips so that his tool went from
side to side.  Enjoying all the older boys looking on he cupped
his little balls in one hand and played with his dick.  This was too
much for a couple of the boys lying on the ground.  They got their
dicks out of the sleeping bags and began to openly jerk off.  I turned
my eyes to one of them, a really cute blond guy who was pulling hard
at his own dick while watching the younger guy fondling his tool.  I
was standing at the back of the group furiously playing with my own
hard on inside my shorts.  Suddenly the blond boy gave out a gasp and
shot a load of come over his sleeping bag.  This seemed to break the
spell, as most of the others wouldn't have seen anybody else come
before.  Sheepishly we all tried to avoid one another's gaze and went
back to our own tent. Luckily under cover of darkness the damp patch
on the front of my shorts didn't show.   I think the games  had an
effect on some of the other guys because I heard some rustling of
sleeping bags during the night. Next time I'll tell you about my
overnight hike with my best friend at the camp.

Penian

From: 100575.3505@compuserve.com
Subject: Early Times part 4
Date: Sun, 05 May 1996 12:18:08 GMT

Time to give you the second instalment of my Scout camp.  In order to
get one of the proficiency
badges we had to do an overnight hike.  That summer there were four of
us who wanted to do this.
We were split into pairs, I was with my good friend Keith.  I knew him
well and had seen him many
times in the showers.  He was a member of the school track team and
had a really good body,
wide shoulders and smooth chest, with muscular legs.  And in between I
had often admired
(secretly)  his fat uncut dick, the base covered in in a light brown
triangle of pubic hair, although
his balls were still really smooth as they hung down. I had never seen
him with a hardon though.
Keith and I set off, wearing shorts and T-shirts.  We had to reach a
pre-arranged overnight stop by
the evening.  Most of the hike was cross-country and I had plenty of
chances to see his dick again
when we would stop to pee.  I didn't hide mine, either.  I enjoyed the
thought of another young guy
looking at it, possibly comparing it with his own.  Mind you, as
neither of us was stiff at the time it
was difficult to make a proper comparison.
When we reached the overnight stop one of the scout leaders met us (he
didn't have to walk!) and
told us where to pitch a two-boy tent for the night.  It was on grass
near a river.  After a day's hike
in the summer sun we were both rather sweaty so we both decided to
have a bathe in the river.  I
stripped down to my Y-fronts, intending to go in with them on.  But
Keith, when he got down to his
underpants, said he didn't want to have wet pants all night and
stripped them off and jumped in
the water.  I could only follow suit, and jumped naked into the river
after him.  We cleaned
ourselves up and did some horseplaying, nothing serious but I was in
danger of getting a real
steamer.  Keith's cock seemed to be bigger than I had seen it before.
Eventually we both got out
and rubbed ourselves dry,  all the time I was admiring his cock.  In
unspoken agreement we just
got dressed in our white Y-fronts and set about preparing a meal for
ourselves.  I couldn't tell you
what we ate as I can only remember two 15 year-olds, dressed only in
their underpants going
about their business.  We must have talked into the night before
eventually deciding it was time for
bed.  As it was full summer we had thin sleeping bags, side by side in
the tiny tent.  Keith got into
his, still wearing his pants but, because it was so warm, I stripped
mine off and got into my bag.  I
went off to sleep but half-way through the night I woke up because of
the heat.  I had a raging
hardon and started pulling at my dick.  There was enough moonlight to
see that Keith had
shucked off his sleeping bag and was just lying there with his pants
on.  It was obvious his dick
was hard and this made me pull at my meat even harder.  I don't know
if he was really asleep or
was just pretending but he moved and his hand fondled his cock through
the white material before
he lay still again, on his back with a huge bulge in his groin.  By
this time I was out of my bag and
really pounding my dick.  I was feeling really high and I reached over
to fondle his packet.  It felt
really good as I cupped his dick and balls in my hand.  Keith groaned
and moved his hips.  This
was really turning me on.  Suddenly he opened his eyes and I pulled my
hand back, not knowing
his reaction.  His eyes went straight to my hardon, still with my fist
round it.  I knew it was going to
be alright when he smiled and reached inside his pants.  I couldn't
wait any longer and pulled
them off.  His dick was beautiful.  It must have been over 5", with a
huge red knob poking out of
his foreskin and his balls hanging down between his legs.  I nearly
came on the spot.
Keith took his dick in his hand and started pulling it - it seemed to
get even bigger.  We were both
going at it furiously now.  I was lying on my side looking at him
beating his meat, he was still lying
on his back.  I could feel myself starting to come and called out.
Keith kept looking at my dick
waiting to see me come.  It didn't take long and I shot straight out,
over the ground and even
hitting Keith.  he doubled his efforts and soon he started moaning.
All of sudden his white come
shot straight in the air, landing back down on his stomach and pubes.
I had seen other guys
come before, but never like this.  I thought it would never end.
Eventually it did and we both fell
asleep next to each other, exhausted.
By the time the sun woke me up at dawn, Keith was still asleep.  The
night's work hadn't had an
effect on his dick.  He had another great stiffy.  I took his dick in
my hand and started jerking him
off.  It was obvious he was awake even though he had his eyes closed.
He was humping his hips
as I was pulling his meat.  By this time I was hard as well and
pulling at my dick.  I carried on
wanking two dicks until we both came together.  Although my come was a
lot less, Keith seemed
to have bottomless balls and shot a load almost equal to the one
before.
By now we were both pretty much of a mess, so we got out of the tent
and jumped in the river
naked.  We helped each other clean up, paying special attention to
washing each other's cocks.
This was a mistake because we both got hard again but we couldn't do
anything about it because
we were late and had to finish our hike.  Needless to say when we
wrote up our diaries of the hike
neither of us mentioned the night's entertainment!

Ian
Ian, England