Date: Sun, 1 Jun 2008 07:49:02 -0700 (PDT)
From: Florida Piper <flocala13@yahoo.com>
Subject: "God Was Generous" - part 3

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From Chapter two:

I plopped down on his bed and asked him what he wanted to do next. He just
smiled and said "Truth or dare?"

When Michael asked that question he had that goofy smile of his plastered
across his face. Not knowing him that well yet, I figured I'd go with truth
and maybe build up to a dare later, so I said "truth". He asked if I had
ever measured my dick. I admitted I had and then it was my turn and I asked
him the same question when he chose truth. Next he asked me how long my
dick is. I replied that I wasn't sure as it had been a couple months since
I measured and I'm at that place in puberty where things change quickly,
but when I last measured it was 17cm long and 14cm around. He was like WTF
is a cm and what does that mean? I shrugged and said I didn't know what it
meant in inches but I had answered the question and it was now his turn. He
wasn't happy about that, but asked for another truth so in keeping with my
earlier strategy I asked him the same thing. He answered that he was right
at 6" long and 4-1/2" around. He then got up and left the room without
saying anything but returned a minute later with a tape measure in his
hands and sat down next to me. We looked at the tape measure and figured
out that my 17cm was about 6-3/4" and 14 cm was about 5-1/2". He looked at
me and said he didn't think I had looked and felt that much bigger than him
and he dared me to pull my pants down, and measure in front of him. I said
OK but I double dare you to do the same.

We both stood up in order to drop our pants and it was obvious that we were
both already hard from the visible tenting of our crotches. As I stepped
out of my underwear he grabbed the tape measure and pulled me to him. He
then said "I just changed the rules.  I'll measure you and you measure me."
He then proceeded to do as he said. "Wow Justin you have grown since you
measured. You are now 7" exactly long (17.75 cm) and then he measured me
around and I was 5-3/4" around (14.7 cm). I then measured him and he had
also grown a bit as I made him to be 6-1/4" long (15.8 cm) and almost 5"
around (12.6 cm).

As we sat down on his bed, still half naked, he asked again "truth or
dare". I again went with truth and he asked if I had ever had a blowjob. I
was still very naïve and had no idea what a blowjob was so I said so but if
he told me what it was I'd answer but that the answer was probably no as I
would certainly know what it was if I had had one. LOL.

He then explained that a blowjob was when someone sucked your dick. I said
"Oh, I didn't know that was what it's called. Does it count if you suck
your own?" He said he supposed it would count if that was possible, but
since no one can suck his own dick it was a silly question. I shrugged and
said "just because you can't do it doesn't mean it can't be done. I've
sucked my own dick several times". He again insisted that it was impossible
but I just said "whatever, your turn, truth or dare?" He chose truth and I
asked if he had ever had a blowjob. He admitted that he had not, but had
almost done a 69 with a friend but they had both chickened out once in the
69 position and had ended up just jerking each other off. He then said "I
insist you accept a dare and I dare you to prove you can suck your own
dick."

I stood up and stretched.  Then bent over and touched my toes. Sat on the
floor and reached forward and grabbed my toes and pulled, stretching my
back. Michael watched and asked what I was doing. I explained that I had to
loosen up and get my back stretched if this was going to work. He had a
doubtful expression on his face, probably thought I was just wasting time
or whatever and couldn't do what I said I could. Finally feeling like I was
as loose as I was going to get I sat on the edge of his bed and leaned
forward. I then wrapped my arms behind my knees so that I could use the
leverage that created to help pull myself down toward my crotch. Lowering
myself I reached up and grabbed my head with my hands and pulled it down
slowly cm by cm or should I say inch by inch until I could stick my tongue
out and flick across the slit that just peeked out from my foreskin.
Tasting a drop of precum got me hot and I worked slowly to get down even
further until I was kissing the tip of my dick. Holding that position I
started sucking on the tip as I tried to lower my head another little bit
and finally I got as far as I ever had and had most of the head in my
mouth. Michael was freaking out saying stuff like "Holy shit Justin you're
really fucking doing it" and "No fucking way I'd ever believe this if I
wasn't seeing it" his excitement encouraged me and I sucked harder and
pulled my head down harder until I finally had the entire head of my dick
in my mouth. Michael was jerking his cock like a madman and I was sucking
for all I was worth, swirling my tongue around under my foreskin as I tried
desperately to get some of the shaft into my mouth, but my dick just wasn't
long enough or I just wasn't flexible enough to get more than the head in
there. I gave up trying and untwisted myself. Then wanting desperately to
feel my whole dick in a hot wet mouth I said "Let's 69. I'll suck you and
you suck me. I just have to feel what it's like to get all of a cock in my
mouth and my cock all the way into a mouth."

Michael hesitated for only a second and then we got onto the bed in a 69. I
didn't waste anytime and took him into my hot eager mouth as soon as we
were on the bed. Michael groaned and bucked and got lost in the feeling. I
stopped briefly and encouraged him to reciprocate. He snapped out of it and
apologized and started slowly kissing and licking my dick. I slowed down
and mimicked his actions even though I was hot to suck him all the way
in. As he slowly worked more and more of my dick into his hot mouth I did
the same to him. It didn't take long before we were both close to cumming
when we heard the garage door opener and his Mom's car pulling into the
garage. Talk about instant deflation. We scrambled to get our pants back on
and get downstairs to help his Mom bring the groceries into the house.

That weekend his Dad took us shopping. First stop was a huge hardware/home
improvement center where we picked out a nice ceiling fan for my room. Then
we went to an electronics place where we were going to get a sound system
for my room, but I told his Dad that since Michael already had a decent
sound system in his room I'd prefer a good "Boom box" type of thing so we
could take music with us when we went out. After looking at the features
and listening to a bunch of them we decided on one that was big enough to
sound decent but not so big as to be a pain to carry around. Then we picked
out a small TV set to put on top of my dresser.

When we got home we set up the TV and played some music while his Dad first
took down the light fixture in my ceiling and replaced it with the ceiling
fan which also had a built in light fixture. When we went downstairs where
his Mom had lunch ready and as Michael and I were doing the dishes she told
me that we might as well make this shopping day and we would go out that
afternoon and get my school clothes/supplies. Groan! I hope she's easier to
shop with than my Mom was.. I wouldn't mind clothes shopping if she'd just
give me the money and let me pick out my own stuff, but I hate the way Moms
always want you to get this or that because they think it's cute or
whatever and it's stuff you'd not be caught dead in. Sure enough, perfect
example...when we got to the department store she said we'd get the basics
out of the way first, so she picked up a package of white athletic socks,
and a twin pack each of black, brown and tan socks. Then she picked up
t-shirts, gym shorts and (so embarrassing) now she's heading for the
underwear. She turns to me and says you're big for your age, I guess you'll
be about the same size as Michael and reaches for a 6 pack of white briefs.
Michael starts giggling, as he knows I do NOT wear white briefs. NO WAY NO
HOW!!

His Mom asks what the matter is and I stammer (blushing a deep red I'm
sure) that I do not wear white briefs. She says but of course you do
sweetie all 12 year old boys wear white briefs. I replied that maybe here
in the USA they do, but I have never had a pair of white briefs and I don't
want to start wearing them now. I told her that in Europe briefs, like all
other clothes, come in all sorts of colors but that in actuality I do not
wear briefs at all and I move over to the section that has boxers and boxer
briefs. I then reach for a pack of men's medium size and she says no Justin
you need the smalls, those will be too big for you. Again blushing and
stammering I had to explain to her that she is only half correct. I admit
she will need to take in the waist of these, but that the crotch of the
small size is too small for what I have down there. By this time Michael is
in stitches laughing his ass off and his Mom is confused and then as
embarrassed as I am when she figures out what I'm telling her. See what I
mean? It'd be so much easier if she'd just give me the money and let me get
my own stuff. We made it through the rest of the afternoon with his Mom
without any more majorly embarrassing moments and went back home where his
Dad had Pork ribs and Chicken cooking on the grill in the backyard. Boy did
that smell good. Michael and I wasted no time getting everything put away
and the table set. Dinner was messy, the bbq sauce seemed to get on
everything and everyone, but it sure was delicious.

After dinner his Dad gave us permission to ride our bikes as long as we
were home before dark. That meant we'd have about 2 hours, maybe a little
less. Just the right amount of time to get to our skinny dipping hole, play
around for about 45minutes, and get back in time for curfew. It had been a
hot day and it was still more than a little warm and I was really looking
forward to the cool water. When we got there we ditched our bikes and were
stripping out of our clothes when we heard splashing and laughing coming
the direction of the pond. Hiding behind a tree (one of the voices had
sounded like a girl and we were half naked by now) we looked out to see
three boys and two girls splashing around on the other side of the
pond. After a while we were sure they were all skinny dipping and so I said
to Michael "So much for this being your `secret' swimming hole I'm hot and
they're as naked as we are going to be so I'm not letting this spoil our
fun. I'm getting naked, wet and cool.  It's too hot to worry about a couple
of girls." I finished stripping and ran into the water. Michael it turns
out was not far behind.

After some awkward introductions, we found out that the other kids came
from the neighboring town and ranged in age from 11 to 15. There was one
girl about Michael's age with long brunette hair and pretty decent size
tits who he was obviously smitten with. For me it was the 15 y/o boy, as he
had this great toned body, a really sexy line of hair running from his
belly button down to his pubic hair and a cock that other than being
circumcised was almost an exact replica of my own. I'd find out some months
later that he actually was not quite as long or as thick as me, but the
details of that will come later in the story. The important event of the
evening was that Michael met Susan and Susan met Michael and he never again
wanted to play around with me in any kind of sexual way. He said he had
been curious and appreciated that I had been cool about letting him check
things out, but that he really liked Susan and she really liked him and
that was all there was to that. They ended up dating all through school
(even though they went to different schools) and actually went on to the
same college where they lived together their junior and senior years in an
off campus apartment.  Everyone thought they would get married after
college, but Susan took a job out west in California and Michael stayed
home and went to work for a local company and they eventually grew apart
and married other people all together.

Just thought I'd tell you all that, because from here on you won't really
hear much about Michael and I'm sure everyone thought this was going to be
the Michael and Justin story, but as this is based on real life events and
they rarely transpire the way fiction does, that is not the case.