Date: Sun, 27 Nov 2016 20:57:16 +0100 (CET)
From: danrl1099@tutanota.com
Subject: Everett & I discover Real Fun - Chapter 6

Everett & I Discover Real Fun -- Chapter 6

Sometime after Everett moved away, some new families moved into the
neighborhood.  I believe it was the summer when I was 12.

There was Jake who was also 12 who lived a block away and Dave, who lived
about 2 blocks away.

Jake was very blond, like almost white.  About my height and weight.  We
actually looked quite similar.  He moved into a house that had a pool.  The
people who lived there before didn't have any kids, so I never got to use
the pool.

Dave had just turned 13.  He had dark hair and was about 4 inches taller
than me.  He weighted a bit more than me too.  Not fat, just bigger.

Whenever a moving truck came rumbling through the neighborhood, I waited
with excitement to see if there were any boys my age.  Dave moved in first,
and I begged my mom endlessly to see if we could go and meet them.  I
looked down the road at their house with my brothers telescope and saw a
boy that looked to be about my age.  He looked bigger, and thought he might
be much older than me.  I took endless bike rides past their house and
finally saw him on their porch.  I decided to be bold and road my bike up
his driveway and said hi.  Well, we became fast friends, and quickly became
Best friends.  We would do everything together friends of that age would
do.  He played soccer, which I didn't really like, but I joined the local
team just so I could be with him.  I was terrible at soccer, whereas he was
a star.  I just like being with him and the other boys on the team.  It was
a local rec league, so we never got to shower together or anything like
that.  (Come to think of it, that was probably one of the reasons why I
decided to play).  I liked baseball, he thought it was too slow of a game.
But he would come to my games and play catch with me.  Nothing sexual had
happened with us up to this point, but I was aware that he had some hairs
in his armpit, and I had none.  I was incredibly jealous of this.  I
figured if he had some hairs there, he had some more elsewhere.  Where I
also had none to that point as well.

For the most point, we were just two happy kids enjoying our youth.

Then Jake moved in.  He was a dynamo.  We didn't have to wait to try and
meet him.  The moving truck came into the neighborhood and in less than 15
minutes, he was standing in front of us in my back yard where me and Dave
were kicking a soccer ball together.  Jake could light up a whole town with
his smile.  I instantly fell in love or lust or whatever it is you feel
when you are 12 years old.

We sat down at our picnic table drinking hose water (water from the garden
hose.  We called it hose water.  It always had a weird taste to it).  He
decided that we should have a sleepover at his house so we could get to
know each other better.  Me and Dave hadn't even done that yet, and we were
best friends for almost a month now!  Lol.

Well, that wouldn't happen for a couple more weeks because his mom wouldn't
let us sleep over until they got settled in, and both my mom and Dave's mom
thought the same.  Plus, he had a pool, and my mom was an incredible
worry-wart about pools.  (Side note, when my parents were looking for a
house to buy in the town I grew up in, they could have bought a house on
the lake for like $2k more than they paid for our house, but my mom refused
thinking the kids would drown or something...  When they sold our house,
they would have made about 300k more if they had bought the house on the
lake).

In any case, I started spending time with Jake showing him all the
neighborhood hot spots.  The park, the log fort, the swamp, the school
playground.  He was very affectionate towards me.  Always giving me hugs
when we met up, high fives, and his smiles.  OMG, his smiles were the best.
I didn't have to Try and be his friend when I was with him.  Dave was
different.  He was moody sometimes.  He always seemed like I should be
honored to be his friend or something.  It was like I had to work to be his
friend, and then when he noticed I was spending more time with Jake, he got
very jealous, so he started to Try to be my friend more.  I thought it was
dumb.  I liked them both.  But I liked Jake more in a "certain" way.



When the night of the sleepover finally came, it was at Jakes house.  I
promised my Mom that I wouldn't swim in the pool, but I broke that promise
about 10 seconds after I got over to Jake's house.  I wore my swim trunks
instead of underwear, and right when I walked through the door, Jake asked
if I brought my trunks, I told him I had to wear them instead of bringing
them because my mom didn't want me swimming.

I was an excellent swimmer, so I don't know what she was worried about.
But in any case, I pulled down my pants and my trunks kind off went with
the pants and my dick flopped out and Jake saw it.  I was super embarrassed
but I could tell he was staring right at it.  I said "whoops", and tried to
pull everything up, but I ended up falling backwards with my pants and
trunks still pulled down.

I started to laugh, and so did Jake.  He said I had a nice one and helped
me up, and then he did a weird thing.  He hugged me super hard, and I was
still naked down there.  And he rubbed my back a little bit too.  I can
still remember that feeling that day.  It felt so incredible.  Of course,
the horn dog I was, I started to bone up, and I broke the hug and pulled up
my trunks and took off my pants and shirt and we went swimming.  I asked
Jake not to make much noise, or my mom might hear.  We swam around and
played grab ass and grab junk.  I got a real good feel of his and he got a
good feel of mine several times.



Then Dave showed up.  It was like the life went out of the party.  He got
in and swam around and didn't participate in any of our fun.  We tried, but
he wouldn't have any of it.



The day rolled into night and his mom told us to come in and eat.  His dad
was a police officer, and worked really weird hours.  I think I only ever
saw the man like 3 times in my life and we lived there for like 6 years.  I
am sure there is a story there.



After dinner, we went down to their basement to watch TV.  We got bored so
Jake suggested we play cards.  I didn't really know any games besides go
fish, but we made up some game which turned into a version of strip poker.
I figured out what and why Jake was doing this, so I of course played
along.



Dave was the first one who ended up losing enough to where he had to show
us his dick and balls, but he refused at first.  At the time, I remember
feeling bad for him.  Me and Jake obviously were into this thing where we
knew what we wanted, and we were making him participate.  But that didn't
spare him from our `barbs'.  Why, do you have a small little dickie that
you don't want to show?  Stuff like that.

The game went along to where I had to show my junk.  I was painfully hard
during the whole game.  I figured there was no way I was going to get out
of it, so I just dropped my pants and shucked them into the corner.  My
dick was hard and Jake and Dave both looked at it intensely.  I was about
4" at the time.  No hair at all.  Just a hard dick and nice balls which
were hanging down a bit being it was kind off hot out and that is how they
were.  Jake, I think, purposefully lost a few hands, so he could show his.

He hopped right off the floor, dropped his pants and undies and his dick
sprang out.  It was so beautiful.  It was a little smaller than mine, but
stuck straight up towards the sky, straight as an arrow.  He didn't have
any hair either.  Then he started jumping up and down for some reason and
his dick was flapping all over the place.  So I decided to do the same
thing and held his hand while we were jumping.  Silly kids.

Dave for some reason then decided to drop his shorts and when he did, me
and Jake both stopped and gasped at what we saw.  His dick was basically a
man dick.  It was at least 5 inches soft and he had hair everywhere.  We
were basically the same age, and there is this kid with a man dick.

Then Dave started to cry and pulled up his shorts.  Me and Jake's dicks
deflated like a popped balloon, so we pulled up our pants.  Jake went over
to Dave to console him and asked him what was wrong.

He told us that he felt weird because he wasn't like us, or didn't think he
was like us and thought we would call him names and make fun of his huge
wiener and hair.

I laugh at this now, but at the time, I guess it was a concern of his.
Jake being the awesome boy he was, told him how jealous we both were that
he had hair and wished his wiener was as big as his.  Dave calmed down a
bit, but decided he wanted to go back home.  So he left, and me and Jake
were left alone.

We turned on the TV and watched some show in silence.  I turned on my side
and asked Jake.  "Do you think our dicks will ever be as big as Dave's?"
We both started laughing so hard, it hurt.  Jake then asked me "Can I see
yours again?".  "Sure" I said.  So I took off my pants for like the 4th
time of the day, and was hard again.  Jake got real close to where I could
feel his breath on it.  It felt so good, and scary, and exciting.  I wasn't
sure what to do.  I mean, when you are that age, you don't really know what
to do.

"Can I touch it?" he asked.  "Sure" I replied.  He didn't grab it like you
would when you are jacking off.  He took the palm of his hand and rubbed it
all over my dick and balls.  I then asked him if I could do the same to him
and he got naked and I did.  It was like heaven.  Then I moved my hands up
to his stomach and chest and rubbed those as well.

"Danny?" "I think I love you" he told me.

"Really?  Why?"

"I dunno.  I just do"

I should have had a better response, or any response, but I just layed
there naked with him with us rubbing each other up.

Then, an ad came on the TV for a HUGE 3D TV EVENT.  There was some big
Gorilla movie that was going to be shown in 3D.  All you had to do was to
get your 3D glasses at 7-11.



We decided somehow to get our parents to buy us the 3D glasses and have
another sleepover to watch the movie.

"Do you think we should ask Dave?" I asked him.

"Nah".  I don't think he likes the things we do on sleepovers.

"Ok."  "He is still my best friend though".  I replied.

"I know.  But can I be like your most special friend?"  He asked.

I smiled and kissed his nose.  Then he gave me one of his awesome hugs.



Let me know if you are alive and like this story danrl1099@tutanota.com

Don't Forget to Donate to Nifty!  http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html