Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2001 14:44:59 EDT
From: AmateurishWriter@aol.com
Subject: Good Ole Paul

Good Ole Paul

Warning: The following story is not a work of fiction.  It is not a
fantasy.  It acctually happened, except that the writer's imagination may
have added minor embelishments for maximum affect ... if you get my drift.
This story contains first time sex between two boys.  The witer does not
encourage or condone sex between adults and little children.  If you are
underage, or this is illegal where you are, you already know what you're
supposed to do.  Delete this file and find something else.  If this kind of
story turns you off, delete this file and find something else.

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               * * * * * * Dear Readers * * * * * *

This is probably the first story that I ever wrote.  In the early days of
AOL (1989'ish), back before we could even access the InterNet, there was no
Nifty.  We met in gay chats and talked much as we can now.  If you got to
know someone you would IM and maybe have some verbal 'fun' ... the
beginnings of CyberSex.  Sure, it's lame and adolescent now but back then
it was new and exciting.  As you got to know someone you might find out
that they had a story that someone had writtren and e-mailed to them.  They
would e-mail it to you and it too was cool.  These stories were often first
time experiences and written as narratives.  What follows is mine
... humerous and humble as it is.


Narrative:

It was funny, mostly because, as I look back on it, I chuckle at how little
I knew. I had been to a "health class" at summer camp when I was 12.  Even
though we called it the "sex class", we really didn't learn all that much
because we giggled a lot, especially at everyone's boners and blushes.  How
was I to know that a year later I'd be having sex.

Early the next summer, late May I believe, my new friend and I decided that
camping out in the woods in the lot across the road would be neat. I was
just 13 and he was 12.  We set up camp in the woods so we'd have privacy
and brought all kinds of goodies including a Playboy magazine.  Back then,
that was the hardest porn a kid could find.  By 10:00pm we had bored
ourselves with everything else and been checked on by our parents.  So, we
started looking at the Playboy. We both got turned on, my friend Paul by
the Playboy and me by Paul's hardon bulging out his pants.  We started
talking about sex.  Paul, seemed to know less than me so I thought I was
pretty cool.

We talked about undressing and being naked with girls and we both
discovered that it made us nervous.  We called each other chicken.  Then I
thought of something my older brother told me he did once.  He dared his
friend to strip and run out the front door and around a tree in the front
yard and back, in broad daylight.  His friend chickened out.  I dared Paul
for us both to strip and walk around the woods naked for a while.  Paul
didn't chicken out and we did it.  I felt silly but we both had boners as
we walked around in the dark.

Soon we got cold and went back into the tent and zipped up the flaps.
There we were, naked and hard and looking at each other's cocks.  He wasn't
circumcised, which I'd never seen up close and hard before, so I asked if I
could see how it worked.  He slid back his foreskin and we both got even
more excited.  I couldn't believe how funny I felt inside.  I was real
jumpy and shaking, kind of like I was cold but I was far from cold.  I
asked if I could try sliding his foreskin back and forth and he said yes.
When I did it a few times he moaned and the look on his face was so cool.
He said it felt real good and asked if I would like him to feel me.  I
grabbed his hand and pulled it to my cock.  The feel of his soft touch
nearly made me faint.  I had trouble catching my breath.

Soon we were in each other's arms, both very excited, rubbing our boners up
against each other and feeling each other all over.  I don't know what made
me suggest it but I asked Paul to turn his back to me and I snuggled up
close behind him with my cock pressed tight along the crack of his ass.  I
took hold of his cock and slid his foreskin slowly back and forth.  We lay
that way for a while feeling very excited and sexy, as Paul put it.  We
talked more about sex and I wondered about what else we could do.  Paul
suggested that we take turns sucking each other.  I very excitedly agreed.
First Paul had me lie on my back and he lay down between my legs.  Slowly
he started licking my balls and the area around my cock and then he started
licking up my cock to the head and finally he took it all the way in his
mouth and wrapped his tongue around it.  WOW! Was that ever a good feeling!
He sucked it for a few minutes and then asked me to do it to him.  I wasn't
too happy with the idea for some reason.  I guess I was nervous.  Anyhow, I
did the same thing he did but didn't seem to enjoy it as much as he had.  I
soon learned to love it and have become pretty good at it!  I think that
first experience with Paul is why I, to this day, continue to fantasize
about sucking young guys while I feel their firm yet soft round buns.

Anyhow, we finally decided to go to sleep.  Since we had liked snuggling
together so much, we zipped the sleeping bags together and slept naked in
each other's arms.  In the morning, we fooled around some more before we
got up but we both felt that there was something better we could do but
didn't know what.  I told him I'd try to think of something and we could
try it next weekend when we planned to camp out again.

Well, I did think of something, though to this day I can't remember what
gave me the idea.

Over the next week I did some serious thinking about the male anatomy and
all it's possibilities.  Then one day it all came together (so to speak).
It's not important, all the little things that made me realize it but I
came to the conclusion that Paul and I could fuck each other.  Now this is
funny as I look back on it, I mean, how could I have been so dense.  But,
you haven't heard dense yet!  Remember this; I hadn't even had my first
orgasm yet.  Boy, was I in for a surprise!  I decided not to tell Paul what
I had figured out until Saturday night in the tent, after our parents had
checked on us and gone home.

Well, Saturday arrived and good old Paul and I gobbled our suppers down and
hot footed it for the woods and our tent.  We had quite a while before dark
and the final check by our parents so we tried bravely to stay off the
subject of sex because we both knew that once we got started there might be
no stopping.  We listened to the radio, read comics and talked sports and
the upcoming summer's activities and freedom from school.  It was murder
sitting there with our hot hard boners confined in our jeans, wanting to
feel each other, suck each other and ...

Finally, Paul could wait no longer and threw his arms around me rolling me
onto my back and lying on top of me.  He started to slowly hump and rub his
hardon against mine through our pants.  We were both instantly transported
by our lust and passion into a tangle of arms and legs.  If it weren't for
my Mom's big mouth, she was always gabbing too loud, we would have been
caught.  We heard her just in time to roll onto our stomachs looking out
the opening of the tent as all four of our folks walked into view.  We were
very lucky that night because my sister had just come home from college and
so the folks only said good night and reminded us to go to sleep early.
Heehee!

They weren't out of sight before my hand was on Paul's bulging hardon and
then his belt.  We quickly stripped each other, zipped closed the flap on
the tent and rolled together in a hot embrace.  Breathlessly, Paul asked if
I had thought of anything else we could do.  I slid my hand over his hip,
down between his buns and push my middle finger against his asshole.  He
pushed his cock tighter against me and moaned.  I asked, "How would you
like that to be my hot cock and to know how it feels to fuck?"

Paul rolled back from me a bit, looked me in the eye and laughed.  "Of
course, he said, why didn't I think of that, fuck each other in the ass."
I explained how we might try it and produced a jar of Vaseline.  We both
agreed that we had to be real hot to do it so we started to make out.  I
slowly worked my way down to his cock and sucked him in deep.  I worked my
tongue around and around the tip of his cock and finally he asked me to
switch.  I lay back and watched as he kissed and licked his way down my
chest, stomach and belly to my cock.  Slowly he licked up to the tip and
took me deep into his throat.  God what a feeling!  I couldn't believe how
hot I was.

Then I said it was time.  And Paul said since it was my idea, I should go
first.  Paul lay down on his stomach with his legs spread and I kneeled
between them with my greased up boner.  I inserted a little Vaseline in his
asshole and he giggled saying that it tickled.  Paul reached back with both
hands and spread his buns for me and I leaned forward putting my weight on
my left hand by his side and guided my cock to his waiting asshole.  I was
the hottest I could ever remember, so hot that I was trembling.  I touched
my cock to his hole and he raised his ass up as he felt me touch him.  This
movement applied pressure I hadn't expected and the tip of my cock slipped
inside him as we were both well greased.  We both gasped with the sudden
intense pleasure.  I realize now that Paul didn't seem to feel any pain at
all.  (Writer's note: Over the years I've been surprised on occasion when a
little guy, having his first experience, never had the slightest twinge as
I entered him.)  Slowly I worked my cock all the way into Paul's ass and
finally felt my balls touch him.  I was all the way up his ass and it was
so tight and so HOT!

I lay down on his back and didn't move, just trembled.  Paul asked if I was
okay?  How did it feel?  Did I like it?  I could only breath hotly in his
ear that I had just died and gone to heaven.  He suggested that I not just
lie there but fuck him.  Slowly I withdrew a little and pushed it back in.
WOW! The level of pleasure seemed to go up a million times.  I felt the
grip of the tight, hot, slippery tube of his ass squeeze and rub my cock.
The soft roundness of his ass felt so wonderful against me.  As I
continued, my withdrawals and thrusts got longer, deeper, harder and
faster.  Soon I started to get this funny feeling in my stomach.  It was
bliss, in out, in out, in out.  Then, all of a sudden, I felt like I was
about to take a monumental piss.  This scared the hell out of me, not only
because I was afraid of what would happen if I pissed in good ole Paul's
ass but it also felt so, I don't know, different and powerful, wonderful
and scary.  All at the same time.

I suddenly pulled out and Paul groaned something about not stopping.  But,
I was too busy trying to hold in what was trying to come out.  He rolled
around and asked what was wrong.  When he got a look at me, he dissolved
into a fit of laughter.  There I was having my very first cum and I didn't
even know what it was!  DENSE!  Dawh!  Paul explained and I felt like an
idiot.  Here I had been thinking I was the cool dude, knowing so much and
my best friend, a year younger, knew the best part and I didn't.  What a
dork!

Well, after I calmed down from my first cum and being pissed at Paul for
laughing at me, we lay down together to get warmed up again because I
wanted to have him fuck me.  I asked him to tell me what to do to make him
hot.  First he wanted to make-out so we lay in each other's arms kissing
and tonguing each other until we were both hard again.  Then he asked me to
sit while he knelt in front of me and fucked my face.  I licked all around
his cock and balls sucking his balls into my mouth.  Then I licked down his
legs a little and he spread them but I couldn't lick back to his ass.  So,
I worked my way up to his throbbing hardon again, up its hot shaft and over
the uncut top.  As I got the tip in, he put his hand behind my head and
pulled me down to take his dick deep into my throat.  Then he started long
slow thrusts and I just stayed still.

After a few moments he pulled away and said that he wanted to fuck me.  I
rubbed Vaseline all over his cock until I was sure it was good and
slippery.  Then he had me lay down like he did when I fucked him and he
greased me up by sliding his finger deep into my ass.  Wow!  Did that get
me hot!  I'd slid my own finger up there a few times but it never did
anything for me like his did.  Paul's finger almost made me cum again.
Then I felt Paul's weight on me but he wasn't in me yet.  His cock was
between the cheeks of my ass and pressed to my hole but he hadn't tried to
slide it in.  He said he wanted to be snuggling very close with his arms
around me as it went in for the first time.  I didn't think that it could
work.

Paul kept his ass pulled back while he snuggled to my back and put his arms
under mine and gripped my shoulders with his hands.  He kissed my cheek.  I
slid my hands down to spread my buns.  Then he slowly relaxed his hips and
let his weight slowly slide his cock into me.  What a feeling!  A twinge at
first followed by the most wonderful feeling of fullness and oneness.  His
breath caught in his throat as he felt the hot slippery tightness of his
first fuck.  Finally he had worked himself deep inside me filling me with
his wonderfully hard cock and he was breathing deeply as he got comfortable
snuggling close to me.  I turned my head to him as best I could as he tried
to kiss me and I reached back and felt his buns and hips as he started his
first withdrawal and thrust in.  I was completely turned on again and
somehow knew that I would cum with his fucking.

We lay there for a good 5 minutes with Paul sliding his cock in and out, in
and out, until I could hold it no longer and let loose with the second cum
of my young life.  My muscle contractions surprised Paul and he moaned a
question, asking what I was doing and how I was doing it.  It excited him
when he realized that he had made me cum by fucking me.  We continued on
for another 5 minutes or so with his slowly building tempo of thrusts and
withdrawals.  Finally I started to get a bit impatient and asked Paul when
he was going to cum.  That's when he admitted that he thought he was too
young still and pulled out.  I didn't laugh at him.  Instead, I took him in
my arms and snuggled with him.  I simply said that we would work together,
long and hard at getting his first cum.  Looking back on that, I think that
comment sealed our friendship.

Over the summer we did worked long and hard at achieving Paul's first cum
and in the late fall while I was sleeping over at his house, Paul moaned to
orgasm in my mouth with his first cum.  It was a good friendship and sexual
relationship and lasted for over 3 hot years.