Date: Fri, 3 Dec 2010 21:46:49 -0500
From: wild wing <wildwing66@hotmail.com>
Subject: GROWING UP IN THE VALLEY - 4

As I walked to school the next day I couldn't get the events of the
previous week out of my head.  My concept of sex was evolving.  I felt
superior to my schoolmates both with my new found knowledge and with the
discovery of my prodigious dimensions.

At recess I stepped up to a porcelain urinal, one of a dozen or so in a
row.  For the first time I was determined to compare what I had with that
of my schoolmates.  Most held their bodies close making it impossible to
see anything.  On the other hand others made it easy for me.  I was
surprised how much smaller they appeared even those boys whom I knew to be
a grade or two ahead of me.  As for myself I stood well back and let it all
hang out.  Anyone who cared could get an eyeful.  Most ignored me intent in
their own affairs but a few, mostly older boys, stared at me at
length. Only after the last boy zipped up did I do likewise and enter the
schoolyard.

By noon what had been a beautiful sunny day turned ugly.  Dark clouds
rolled in and by two in the afternoon the rain was pelting down.  I knew
the valley would remain empty that day.  Mom picked me up in the van like
she always did on rainy days.

After supper I declared I was tired and wanted to go to bed early.  The
ruse worked and I jammed a chair against the bedroom door so that I
couldn't be surprised.  I stripped completely and jumped into bed choosing
not to don my pajamas.  I sat against propped up pillows and began to
fondle myself.

I was determined to discover the secret that made Matt cry out.  I was now
convinced that it had to feel really good.  I didn't take much to force my
member to its full six inches.  I forced the skin down again and took a
good look at my engorged helmet.  I still liked the look of it and wondered
how I might keep it out all the time.  I forced the skin down as far as it
would go before I released it.  When my glans began to disappear I repeated
the process.  I tried to use pure willpower to keep the skin back.  When I
realized that my willpower wasn't enough I thought of using scotch tape.
In the end I decided to put the problem aside and go back to finding Matt's
secret.

I rolled the skin around my glans without any noticeable results.  Then I
recalled Matt pumping furiously as he was crying out.  I took a firm grip
and began pumping at a steady rate.  It felt pretty good so I increased the
tempo.  It felt even better so I pumped as fast as I could.  After several
minutes my arm and hand were getting extremely tired.  I contemplated
giving up when I experienced an incredible feeling.  It was if I had to pee
real bad but it was a strong tickling sensation too.  I liked it, in fact I
loved it.  I instantly knew I had Matt's secret.  I also knew I would never
ignore my cock for very long again.

At recess the next day I stepped up to a school urinal once more.  As I
stood there well exposed I looked around to see if there were any admirers.
A tall boy about the age of Arnie kept staring at me from an end urinal. I
stepped back, smiled and waved my cock up and down. I thought he was
leaving when he zipped up.  Instead he moved in beside me.

I made sure he got the full visual treatment.  I even pulled my balls out
so he could see them too.  I was drunk with his admiration of me.  I got
that tingly feeling again.  Time was not an issue and eventually we were
the only occupants of the room.

"Can I feel it ?" he inquired.

I nodded my approval by removing my hand from my shaft.  He reached in with
soft fingers and began to grope it.  At that very moment we were rudely
interrupted by the clanging of a loud bell.  Recess was over.  Realizing we
were about to get in trouble we zipped up and raced out into the
schoolyard.

After school he was waiting for me at the school gate.  In the light I took
a good look at him.  He was several inches taller and had to be two or
three grades ahead.  He didn't seem too bright to me but that was okay.  I
wanted to learn more about sex and I figured this boy could teach me.  I
was already excited.

"Hi, I'm Jerry.  I like you.  Would you like to be my friend?"

I figured the part of me he liked was between my legs.  "Sure!" I
responded."

"My house is always empty after school.  I got lots of neat stuff. Do you
want to come over and see it?"

He knew and I knew we were going to do a lot more than look at 'stuff'
unless of course the definition of 'stuff' included our private parts.  As
I mulled over his request I could feel my cock rising all ready.  Besides
Jerry the valley was a valid option.  In the end I chose Jerry because I
figured he was new and exciting.  I could learn new 'stuff' and I thought
unlike the valley I could control the events to a degree.  Besides after my
last session with Matt I believed that my position in the club was secure.
I could come and go as I pleased.  Also tomorrow was Saturday.  There was
lots of time to catch up.  I gave Jerry an enthusiastic thumbs up.

It turned out that Jerry and I were neighbours.  We lived in the same
townhouse complex some three blocks apart.  As I entered his house I was
excited and tingly again.  I was re-entering the forbidden world.

It didn't take long for Jerry to show he was as excited as I was.  We made
a straight run to his bedroom and as we entered he commented, "You got a
real big one."

"Yeah," I agreed.

There was a long pause then Jerry slowly ran his hand across his crotch.
"Can...can I see it again?" he stammered.

"If you want," replying in a tone that suggested that I didn't care what he
did to me. I was available for whatever he had in mind.  Without saying
another word I prostrated myself on his bed with my hands behind my head.

I was so brazen it seemed to befuddle Jerry.  He didn't know what to make
of me. Eventually I coaxed him into action by smiling and murmuring, "Go
ahead!"

When it finally dawned on him that I was offering myself up to his concept
of lust he leaped on to the bed beside me.  He pulled down my pants in
record time.  I lifted my buttocks to assist him.

Jerry drew his breath in and stared at my member open mouthed.  It was at
full mast.

"Can I touch it?" he whispered.

"Do anything you want," I encouraged.  I was hoping he had new tricks to
show me.

He held it with two fingers and a thumb and just like Matt began examining
it as if he couldn't believe what he was holding.  He moved the skin around
a little and then tried a couple of tentative pumps.

"You got a great cock," he cooed, "It's the biggest I ever seen except for
my dad's."

"I wish the top of it was round and shiny," I complained.

"Yeah that would make it look better," Jerry agreed, "But I still like it.
It's so big!"  Jerry continued to fondle it and eventually began to slowly
jack it.  "Can you make cum?" he asked.

I wasn't sure what he meant but I figured making cum was another name for
that ticklish feeling.  "Sure," I lied, "I done it lots of times."

"Wow, you sure know lots for a little kid.  Will youi make me cum too?"

I was proud of the fact he was impressed with me.  I decided to pile it on.
"I know how to give blow jobs too."

"Wow!" he repeated. "I never had a blow job in my life.  I heard they make
you feel really good."

"I'll give you one if you want it," I bragged.  I felt real power in
getting Jerry to play with mine while being able to prove how much I knew.

Jerry readjusted his hold on me and began quickly running the loose skin
quickly over my glans.  He soon asked, "How does it feel?"

"You're pretty good," I responded smoothly trying to sound much more
experienced than I was.

Jerry furrowed his brow and went at it with a vengeance. Much sooner than
the previous evening I began to get the ticklish feeling.  It was stronger
too.  I cried out at a point where the feeling almost became unbearable.  I
felt exhausted but Jerry continued to pump.

"That's enough," I cried out.

Jerry stopped and looked perplexed.  "I don't see nothing," he said.

"What?" I said just as perplexed.

"I don't see no cum," Jerry explained.  "You didn't make any."

Never having seen cum even with Matt I didn't know what he was referring
to.  There was more to learn!  In the meanwhile I tried to answer in a way
that made sense.

"I don't have any," I responded holding my breath.

He seemed satisfied and added, "You are too young I guess."  He promptly
pulled down his own pants and lay on the bed beside me. "Your turn," he
said simply.

I leaned over and grabbed his cock.  It was a perfect cylinder but was
barely three inches long.  For the second time I was able to examine a
mushroomed head. I was impressed.  I also found a few dark hairs at the
base of his cock.  I ran a finger through them.

"Hey," I cried as I made the discovery, "You got some hair!"

"Yep," he smiled, "They started coming up last month."

Without another word I grabbed him firmly and went down on him.  Compared
to Matt it slipped in easily.  My upper lip made contact with the hair.

"Oh wow," he enthused, "What a feeling!"

I wrapped my lips around his helmet and began to move up and down feeling
the flared edge each time I passed.  Even though I was a near rookie I was
confident I was doing it the right way.  Jerry's reactions added to that
confidence.

"Wow....oh wow...wow" he kept repeating.  Very soon thereafter he shouted,
"I'm cumming!"

Not knowing any better I hung on and kept sliding up and down.  I suddenly
tasted a fluid that was new to my experience, I instinctively knew Jerry
had given it to me and that it wasn't pee.  It was only a few drops and not
knowing what else to do I swallowed it.  The taste was reasonably pleasant.
I drew off.

"Oh shit," Jerry panted "That was the best!"  Jerry then looked at his cock
and asked, "Did you swallow my cum too?"

I smiled and shrugged my shoulders.  "I guess so."

With his rocks off Jerry's attitude suddenly changed.  "You have to go
now. I'm not supposed to have friends over and mom is due home any time."

As we dressed he did ask if I would come back on the weekend.  I suggested
next week would be much better.  A certain valley was waiting for my
return.