Date: Thu, 26 May 2005 06:38:24 -0700 (PDT)
From: Pete Jones <home_made_homos@yahoo.com>
Subject: Closest I Ever Came to a Foursome

[ALL THE USUAL DISCLAIMERS APPLY... THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION]

Here's the story just as it was sent to me. I think it's a pretty
interesting insight into why the patient has the sexual issues that he
does.

Please read and let me know your thoughts.


Hi Dr. Bernstein,

I'm sorry that I couldn't re-count the story in person in your office, but
I have never told anyone about it. I'll be re-telling this story in a very
free-form, sort of "stream of consciousness" way, so as not to impede my
train of thought. Please excuse me for the graphic and harsh language.

In 1984, my family moved to a nice, middle-class, medium-sized town in
southern Connecticut. Typical neighborhood... all cookie-cutter raised
ranch houses, on small lots, but very well kept. Although I was only 11, I
was pretty tall for my age. Most of the kids in the neighborhood mistook me
for a year or two older.

Almost instantly I became friends with these 3 other kids that lived right
on my block. There was Steve (he was 12), whose parents were originally
from Greece, and owned a very successful pizza shop downtown. He was dark
skinned and had curly black hair. He played soccer, and had a really
muscular body. One thing I noticed about Steve very early on was that he
had a moustache. Very light, but definitely there. His best friend was
Fred. Fred was 12, and a very nerdy-cute kind of kid. He had blonde hair
that he kept cut very short, and thick glasses. He spoke with a bit of a
lisp, but that wasn't what I first noticed about him. His best attribute
was his butt... round, firm, and beautiful. Now keep in mind that at the
age of 11, I was still pretty naive when it came to sexual stuff. I knew I
preferred the company of boys, and always felt kind of strange when I
looked at them and my dick got hard, but never really associated it with
being gay. Hell, I don't even know if I knew what that meant at that age.

Then there was Jamie. He was almost 13. I fell in love with him the first
time I saw him. He lived next door to me. His family was very uppity, I
remember. I think I thought they were a little better-off than my family,
maybe slightly higher class. But in retrospect, I guess their house was
pretty much identical to mine, his parents probably weren't any better off
than mine. Anyway, his Dad was a professional, while mine was a laborer, so
I kind of thought that they were better than us, even thought it probably
never crossed anyone else's mind. What it boils down to is that I envied
everything about this kid... he had nice clothes (he was always dressed in
preppy stuff), a cool room, all the cool video games and stuff I didn't
have, etc. Plus, he was charming... my parents loved hm almost as much as I
did. Like me, he was an only child, so we wound up spending a lot of time
that first summer together. I just loved his light brown hair... he had
this cowlick right at the corner of his forehead, just above his temple. I
loved the way it kind of made his hair stand up a little right in one
spot. His eyes were light brown with speckles of gold in them. Even at 11,
I knew I was a pretty ordinary-looking kid, so I envied his beauty.

The first few weeks of summer were pretty typical, I guess. The four of us
spent a lot of time hanging out downtown, eating lots of ice cream,
swimming at the community pool, going on hikes in the woods behind our
houses, etc. One day we were sitting on a bench outside Steve's parents'
pizza house when all the other guys started talking about Fred's birthday
slumber party. This was the first I'd heard of it. From the way they were
talking, I guessed that it was an annual tradition, as how it was at the
end of the summer just before school started, and it was kind of a summer's
end blow-out for them. At one point Jamie realized that I had no idea what
they were talking about, and said, hey! Pete's gonna sleep over too, right?
Fred and Steve instantly chimed in- yea! You're coming over, right? I
guessed that they had forgotten to ask me because they arranged it all
before I moved in, but now felt as welcome to come as if I had been there
the whole time.

The next couple of weeks went pretty ordinary. Except for one small
incident. Now, it will probably take longer for me to tell this than the
amount of time in which it actually happened, but I think it's important to
the story. Steve and Jamie and I went to the community pool one
afternoon. I honestly don't remember why, but Fred couldn't make it there
that day, so it was just us three. As we were swimming, out of nowhere a
huge black cloud moved in and instantly, it started pouring. No warning, no
light sprinkles first, just sudden hard rain. All the adults were kind of
freaking out, grabbing their kids out of the pool- I guess they were
frightened that something would happen if lightning struck or
something. Anyway, the three of us thought it was funny as hell, and after
a minute or two, had the pool all to ourselves. After about another minute,
the lifeguard told us we had to get out.

We went into the bath house to change, but all the little changing rooms
were taken. So, without even thinking about it, we started to change right
out in the open. I looked over at Jamie, and saw him pull off his swim
shorts with his back to me. At this point, I had never seen another person
naked, nevermind another boy. I couldn't get my eyes off him! His skin was
so smooth, and his butt was so firm and milky white. I did everything I
could to keep from reaching up and touching it. I remember thinking that
I'm staring too long, someone is going to notice, but I didn't care. I had
to get an eyeful of this. Then, as he pulled out his regular shorts from
his gym bag, he turned around, and I got my first glimpse of his cock. I
knew that the water in the pool was cold, and that my dick had shrunken
down to about nothing. So when I saw that Jamie was semi-erect, I couldn't
understand how it could be. It was pointing almost straight out. (I
imagined that when it was completely hard, it would point perfectly
straight up like mine did.) I looked up and caught eyes with him, and he
gave me this huge, cheesy grin, like he was kind of embarrassed that he was
naked, but also kind of noticed that I was looking at his package. He then
bent over and pulled on his underwear (boxers, of course. In those days,
briefs were considered little-boy underwear, and at 11 or 12, you wouldn't
be caught dead in little-boy underwear). At that point I realized that I
was just sitting there taking in the sights, and hadn't made a move to
change myself. I also began to realize that I had a raging hard-on, and
knew I couldn't change in front of Jamie that way. As if the heavens had
smiled upon me, just at that moment some guy walked out of the changing
booth right in front of me. I quickly picked up my other shorts and shirt
and ducked inside. I thought I heard Steve and Jamie mumbling something
about me, but I couldn't tell what it was over the rest of the noise. By
the time I calmed my boner down enough to walk out, they were waiting
outside on their bikes.

It was over the next couple of weeks that I really taught myself how to
jerk off. I guess I was pretty much self-taught, because I had never heard
of masturbation, much less seen anyone do it. All I knew was that I
couldn't get the vision of Jamie naked out of my head when I lay in bed at
night, and when I thought about it, my dick got hard. After a couple
sleepless nights of this, I found that if I rubbed it, it felt really
good. And the longer I rubbed it, the better it felt. A couple of times, I
thought I was going to pee, so I stopped. But then one night, it felt so
good that I said to myself, I don't care if I pee, I'm not stopping. That,
of course, resulted in my first orgasm. I always hear people talking about
dry orgasms and such, but I never had one myself. I went right to the real
thing. And once I discovered that, that was it. It preoccupied my mind
every day, looking forward to doing it at night. I don't even think I
really thought about what it was too much. I knew about sperm and
reproduction, but I don't even remember thinking that was what was
happening for about another year.

It must have been about a week or so later when Fred's birthday sleep over
happened. I spent that whole time trying to think of ways to see Jamie
naked again. The opportunity never came up at the pool again, and I was too
much of a wimp to initiate anything myself. I did know, however that
something might happen at the sleep over. I hoped anyway. Little did I know
that what would happen would be beyond my wildest dreams.

Fred's party was pretty cool. There were a bunch of kids there, boys and
girls, and it gave me the opportunity to meet some kids just before we
started school. I felt better about being the "new kid". Of course, the
whole time I was fixated on Jamie. He was wearing pretty tight parachute
pants that didn't leave much to the imagination. I had to sit just about
the whole time to hide my boner.

As the night wound down, I came to realize that the only ones who were
sleeping over were the four of us; Fred, Steve, Jamie and me. Fred's mom
explained that we would be downstairs in the rec room where there was
plenty of room, and that we could watch a movie and stay up late. I
remember that they had a Video Disk player (not a DVD- these disks were
about the size of a Record). His parents put in "Superman- the Movie" and
left us alone for the night. When Fred said we should all change for bed
before we watch the movie, I figured that we'd all change into pajamas. I
had brought some with me. But all the other guys just stripped down to
their boxers, and laid down on their sleeping bags. I did the same- I
didn't want to be the odd man out! We laid our bags out all in a row,
facing the TV. I made sure that I was next to Jamie.

By the time the movie was over, it was about 10:30 or so. For 4 preteens
used to going to bed at about 9, it was hard to stay up to see the end. I'm
not sure where along the way it happened, but Steve and Fred were already
asleep. Jamie, whispering so that he wouldn't wake the other two boys,
whispered over to me... you want to get some more cake? We snuck upstairs
in our boxers and bare feet. We quietly opened the refrigerator and each
took a small slice that already had been cut. I, of course, dropped mine
just as I was about to take the last bite. When Jamie and I bent down to
clean it up, we both stopped dead in our tracks. We could hear Steve and
Fred downstairs giggling. We quickly cleaned up the cake, and crept back to
the top of the stairs down to the rec room. We peeked around the corner
just far enough to see what they were up to. All we could see was the two
of them under Fred's blanket, giggling and doing something. What do you
think they're doing, I asked Jamie? Jamie snickered and said, I know what
they're doing. With that, he stood up, and no longer worrying about making
noise, went down the stairs briskly. I followed behind.

By the time we got to the bottom of the stairs, the two of them had stopped
whatever they were doing, and were pretending to be asleep under Fred's
blanket. Man I was so naive... I had no clue what they had been up to!

About an hour or so later, Jamie shook me awake. He whispered in my
ear... be quiet! You need to see what Fred and Steve are up to! I lifted my
head just enough to look through the darkness of the room and see the two
of them sitting on the couch, completely naked, kissing and stroking each
other's dicks! I couldn't believe what I was seeing! moreover, I couldn't
believe the size of Fred's cock... it must have been about 6 inches and
nice and thick. 6 inches is probably about average for most men, but for a
boy of 12 it was impressive! From the angle where Jamie and I were
watching, I doubted they could see us. As I looked more closely, I could
see that Steve had a big bush of pubic hair. I had none, but was hoping
that they would arrive soon.

For about ten minutes, Jamie and I watched in amazement at the other
two. They had their hands all over each other... jerking, kissing, playing
with each other's assholes. This was all so new and exciting to me. Before
I knew it, I could feel Jamie getting closer to me. I looked down and
realized that Jamie had taken out his dick and was lightly stroking himself
watching the show. I slid down my boxers and decided to do the same. Jamie
whispered to me, jerk mine and I'll jerk yours. I couldn't believe what was
happening. The kid I'd thought about endlessly for the past couple of weeks
wanted to touch me... and wanted me to touch him! The first couple of
strokes, and I thought I was going to squirt. I made him slow down, I
wanted this to last.

As the two of us got it on, Fred leaned down and started sucking Steve's
cock. It became apparent to me that these two had done this before. I think
at that point I had heard the term 'blowjob', but until this moment had no
idea what it was. I was instantly intrigued. I looked at Jamie, and he knew
what I was thinking. Wordlessly, I leaned down and started sucking on his
cock. It was about 4 inches, and thick at the bottom but tapered thinner
towards the tip. I thought it was the most beautiful cock ever. When I got
it in my mouth, instinct took over and I was sucking him like a
professional. His fuck instinct took over, and soon he was holding the back
of my head and fucking my mouth. I had him in me now, and didn't want to
stop. I think that Jamie realized that we were in the perfect position for
69, because without even barely shifting his position, he took me into his
mouth. I was in heaven. Nothing I'd ever felt before even remotely compared
to this. The two of us sucked and humped each other's faces like there was
no tomorrow. At one point I realized that we were both kind of making a lot
of noise, moaning and such. I looked up, and Fred and Steve were standing
above us, watching and jerking off. Jamie and I simultaneously stopped, and
looked up, embarrassed.

Don't stop dude, make him cum! Fred said to me. With no hesitation, I went
back down on Jamie and continued sucking. Jamie followed suit. Fred and
Steve knelt down and were touching and rubbing our bodies as we 69'd. I
couldn't hold out any longer- I knew I was going to shoot. I could feel
Jamie's cockhead grow bigger in his mouth, and knew he was about to do the
same. The other two were moaning pretty steady, too. I shivered and shot a
load into Jamie's mouth, just as I felt his sperm flow into mine. At the
same time, I could feel something dripping down on my chest. It was Fred- I
looked up to see his cock (which somehow seemed even BIGGER) squirting a
massive load all over me. Steve had shot too, mostly on Jamie, but some on
me. Jamie and I continued to feed each other our jizz, until we were
completely spent.

The four of us collapsed onto the pile of sleeping bags, naked and
breathing heavily, all totally exhausted. Fred got up and fetched a towel
from the laundry room. We each took turns cleaning up.  For the rest of the
night, we recounted the events of the evening. Giggling, sighing, just like
4 innocent boys talking about their first fishing trip.

The four of us never did have another night like that. Steve and his family
moved back to Greece about 2 years later. He became a pretty famous Soccer
player. Last I knew, he was married with like 6 kids.

Fred's family moved to the other side of town the following summer. We
still saw each other in school, but were never as close as that night. I
did bump into Fred in a bar when I was a sophomore in college. He had grown
into a very good-looking guy, and had obviously been working out. Jokingly,
I asked him if his cock was still huge. He took me into the bathroom and
fucked me in the ass. I guess that answered my question!

Jamie and I were pretty much secret boyfriends all the way through high
school. When I went to California to go to college, we slowly lost touch. I
will always have a special place in my heart for him, my first lover.

I don't know if this was what you were seeking, or if it was descriptive
enough, but I guess we can discuss that in our next session.

Thanks,
Pete

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