Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2000 17:46:14 -0600
From: Adam Fein <csquaredtx@yahoo.com>
Subject: Exploring with Jason

This story is completely true.  It happened to me when I was about 13
years old, and I feel like writing this helps me to remember my first
experience and to share it with others.  All the names of the people
in the story have been changed to protect those who would probably
like to stay anonymous.

Exploring with Jason

When I was 13 years old I had a friend named Jason.  Jason and I
were on a little league team together.  He and I were always hanging
out together, and his mother and mine were both excellent friends.
He would spend the night at my house a lot, and it would always be
alright with both our parents.

At this time, I wasn't too sure about my sexuality.  At this age, you
are always exploring yourself.  And Jason and I were good at this.

Jason was blonde haired and had gorgeous blue eyes.  He had a bigger
build than I had, and was a little more stocky than I was.  Not fat at
all, but bigger.  Of course, lots of people are bigger than I am, since
I am very skinny.  But at that age, neither of us were concerned about
our physical appearance; we just wanted to explore each other's bodies.

The first night anything ever happened between us we convinced each
other to play strip poker.  He was spending the night at my house that
night, and we would not be bothered by anyone.

We both kept losing hands on purpose so that we had to take clothes off.
First a shirt, then shorts, then boxers.  Soon we both had no clothes on,
and were holding playing cards in our hands.

The previous day at school I had heard the word "masturbate" for the
first time.  I learned the definition, and thought it might be fun to
try it with another person.  So, I asked Jason if he wanted to masturbate
with me.

"What is that?" he asked.  So conveniently, I might add.

"Well," I explained, "it's when you take your dick in your hand and just
rub it up and down and around.  It's supposed to feel good."

"Alright," he said.

Jason and I laid down parallel to each other, but he was trying to lay
with his head at my feet.  I eventually gathered what it was that he was
trying to do.  He thought I meant that "masturbating with me" meant that
he would jack me off, while I did the same to him.  As soon as I realized
what he was doing, I followed suit.  We lay on the floor of my room, when
our heads at each other's feet.  We grasped each other's dicks in our hands.
He had strong hands.  I felt like he did, for a 13-year-old though.  His
dick felt like mine.  It was about the same size, maybe 5", and it just
felt good.

We rubbed each other's dicks a lot.  We rubbed each other's balls, played
with the heads of each other's cocks, and we also would make a joke every
now and then to remind each other that it was just for fun.

He asked if I wanted to move to the bed after about 7 or 8 minutes.  By
this time, I had a HUGE hardon.  I had never cum before in my life, and
never even knew what was going to happen to my body.  But I moved onto
the bed with him.

We lay next to each other with our naked bodies facing each other.  I
didn't know what was the next move at all, but the sweat on my body was
making the bed VERY hot.  He did the job of making the next move.

"Suck it."

That's all he said.  Nothing more.  He just knew that it was going to feel
good, and that I would oblige.  So I slowly started to move down his body
to his cock.  It wasn't too big at all, and I had no problem taking it in
my mouth.  I don't think I knew how to give a blowjob, but I think that he
liked what I was doing.

I didn't stay down there too long.  But when I took his cock into my mouth,
I loved the taste.  I ran my mouth up and down his shaft, mostly bobbing up
and down repeatedly.  I would grab his ass underneath as he continued to pump
into my mouth.  After sucking for about 30 seconds, Jason simply said "My turn."

I moved up, while he moved down.  He took my dick into his mouth quickly
and just started to suck.  He was bobbing up and down so much, and I tried
to pretend I wasn't enjoying it, but I felt myself getting ready to experience
something incredible.

"Stop," I said, "something is happening."

Jason calmed me down.  He said not to worry, and that it was normal.  He
told me as soon as I felt ready to "cum" that I should just do it.  I had
no idea what that meant, but I think I figured it out quickly.

After sucking for about 45 seconds, I told him that I was ready.  He took
his mouth off of my throbbing cock, and started to jerk me off.  He was
rubbing his hand so fast up and down, that I came very quickly.  It went
all over my stomach, and I sighed a huge sigh of relief.

"I knew what masturbating was before you told me," Jason confessed.

I just nodded.  I went and cleaned off myself in the shower, and then Jason
and I went to sleep.  We woke up the next morning as if nothing at all had
happened between us.  The next week Jason moved to California from Florida.
We haven't seen each other since.  But I'll always remember him as my first
experience ever.