Date: Sat, 22 May 2010 11:16:37 -0500
From: Scott Fricker <ftl_s1214@hotmail.com>
Subject: Garret's Initiation [Young Friends]

The following is another hot memory from my junior high school years back
in the early 70s. Although less detailed than my previous story "Gary", and
admittedly somewhat disjointed in narrative flow, I hope you will
nonetheless enjoy reading my account. Feel free to e-mail me with your
comments.

Danny told me about a conversation he had that afternoon walking home with
Garret after school. Somehow at one point the conversation had turned to
the subject of boners. Garret told Danny that he was getting them more and
more often. He found them bothersome and told Danny that they would occur
at the most embarrassing and inconvenient moments, such as when he'd need
to deliver a book report in front of the classroom. It was soon apparent
that Garret had never jacked-off or knew of such a thing when Garret said
to Danny that he wished he knew a way to make his boners just go away.

Danny invited me over to watch him take Garret's innocence. He knew how
much I liked Garret since we had discussed boys we thought were cute one
night whilst I was sleeping over at Danny's house.

When the knock came at the front door Danny told me to run to his bedroom
and get in the closet. I stood at the back of the closet and made sure to
keep the door slightly ajar, leaving just enough gap to permit a clear view
of Danny's bed.

Garret unfastened the button on his cut-off jeans and rose his hips off the
bed, pushing the shorts down to his knees. He was wearing bleached white
briefs; a blue dashed line in the elastic band indicating he wore JCPenney
Towncrafts, just like me. The jutting tubular shape of his erect penis was
very apparent beneath the combed cotton fabric.

Not waiting for Garret, Danny hooked his thumbs in the elastic band of
Garret's briefs. Garret again arched his hips to assist Danny with
descending the undergarment.

Garret's loins were as hairless as the rest of his body. His boner looked
to be about three to three and a half inches in length and was topped with
a florid pink, buttressed tip. He was, like almost all american boys from
that period, circumcized. As my eyes took in the view, I saw his little
pecker flex up a couple of times. He looked incredibly hard. His cock had a
horny looking banana curve to the shaft that caused his tip to nearly touch
his pelvic skin. Below his cock hung a puffy round nutbag that was two or
three shades lighter than the pink of his tip. The size seemed to indicate
that Garret was probably capable of an ejaculation.  I began to wonder if
Garret's first orgasm would be a wet one.


Garret's head rose from the pillow with a look of helplessness written on
his face. His slender pelvis began to flutter up and down rapidly as
Garret's eyes focused on the stroking of Danny's thumb and index finger
wrapped around his slender boy cock.

"You gettin' the feeling now, Garret?" Danny asked in a throaty voice.


"Oh, it itches...Danny....RUB IT!" Garret responded, nearly shouting in a
pleading desperate tone.


The speed of Danny's strokes became faster. "It's okay, buddy. I know it's
your first time. You'll be okay," Danny reassured Garret. Recalling how
intense his own first orgasm had been, he didn't want Garret to be afraid.


Garret's legs twitched as the muscles in his legs corded and his ass
squirmed. The heals of his feet digging into the bed as his knees spread
further apart. The thin expanse of his Towncraft briefs and his cut-offs
pulled down around his knees permitting his legs to only spread so far.

Garret's face began to flush pink, as if blushing. The nostrils on his nose
flared as his breathing turned into panting.His eyebrows arched and Garret
yelled "SOMETHING'S HAPPENING!" Danny knowing that Garret's moment of truth
had arrived ceased stroking and began gripping Garret's slender shaft in
his fist, feeling the boy's shaft swelling within his fingers. "Yeah,
Garret. You gonna cum, man!" My eyes rapidly glanced back and forth between
that utter look of horny expectation on Garret's face and the way Danny's
hand gripped Garret's now incredibly swollen boy erection. Garret's lower
back arched from the bed and his hips moved in a frantic violent series of
bucks.

Garret's head flew back and his eyes squeezed shut as his mouth gaped open,
emitting gutteral grunts of sheer pleasure. I looked down at Danny tenderly
squeezing Garret's boner, only the cherry-sized knob visible beyond his
grip, and saw Garret's tip pulsing in spastic swells indicating his dry
orgasm was taking place.