Date: Wed, 29 Mar 2006 11:26:47 -0500
From: Compuboy <compuboy@digitalmonkey.org>
Subject: I Guess this is Growing Up - 1

DISCLAIMER: The following story is a work a fiction based heavily on real
events (sometimes entirely). This story contains graphic depictions of
young boys in sexual situations. If you are under 18 or it is for whatever
reason illegal for you to be reading this material, please leave
now. Although parts of this story are based entirely on real events, some
places and names have been changed to protect the parties involved. Neither
Nifty nor I am responsible if you continue reading.

       Just my swing on the "standard disclaimer" people.  Before we start
off I would like to give you a little background information:
	This story takes place in the mid-late 90's and moves right along
into the present.  As stated in the disclaimer, it is heavily based on real
experiences and altered here and there to make things a little more
interesting. Please feel free to send me your comments/suggestions along
the way! All serious e-mails will get replies, all flames will be deleted.

~compuboy
compuboy@digitalmonkey.org

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		   I Guess this is Growing Up -- Prelude

       Michael grew up in a small town in New Jersey just outside of
Philadelphia. For the most part you could say he had a typical; "normal"
life for any boy his age. He lived in a small house with his mother and
brother ever since his parents divorced at age seven.  He went to school,
got decent grades, and had a small group of friends. His mother, Betty was
43 and worked as a therapist for a local hospital. She was always analyzing
Mike's behavior, trying to understand or explain it somehow. His father,
Chris who was 51, left him after a bitter divorce and moved from job to job
across the country working in education.

       Mike always saw himself as "different" in some way. He probably
noticed this as early as age six. However, at the time he had no idea what
it was and didn't really give it much attention. I guess you could say Mike
was a "rebel without a cause." He would go out of his way to push modern
society's limits and never wanted to just go with the flow and fit in. The
people in the small, Jersey town he lived in had the attitudes typical of
any suburb of it's time. They had their way of life and if you strayed from
that you were viewed as a problem and shunned by the community. Yea, you
know what I mean, stuck up, conservative people mainly. This would present
many challenges for Mike as his life unfolds further...

       Our story opens on just another typical day in 6th grade for Mike,
or so he thought...

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I Guess this is Growing Up 1- Beginnings:

"Watch where you're going!," said Thomas as Mike almost bumps into him
walking to his 2nd period science class.

"Sorry man, didn't even see you." replied Mike as he continued down the
dingy middle school hallway. This week Mike's science class was studying
electricity, one of his favorite aspects of science. He had been looking
forward to this for a long time now.  "Finally I can make a splash and blow
everyone away" he thought to himself as he entered the classroom and took
his assigned seat.

Mike, like any other boy his age was quickly maturing and becoming an
"adult." He had discovered "jerking off" the previous year when a teenage
girl his mom hired to watch him and his brother was flirting with some guy
in a chartroom on the computer. Basically she explained graphically to him
how to jerk off and after reading over her shoulder Mike went to the
upstairs bathroom to try it. The rest is history...

"Ok class, settle down." Exclaimed the teacher as she attempted almost in
vain to quiet the rambunctious preteens. "Today we are going to learn about
static electricity. Does anyone know what static electricity is?"  "Yes
Mike..."

"Static electricity is energy that gets stored in your body or an object
from the atmosphere, like when you touch a doorknob and get a shock"

"Very good" said the teacher, as Mike and the rest of the class
listened. "Now today we are going to experiment with different materials to
see which of them creates the most static electricity when rubbed against
this plastic rod." She explained to the class as she held up a piece of
cloth and a plastic rod to demonstrate. "You are to take a piece of each
material and rub it against the rod for 30 seconds, and then test the
static charge of the rod by moving it over some confetti and seeing if
there is any attraction."

She hands out the materials as Mike and the rest of his 6th grade class
open up their notebooks and get ready to record the results as
assigned. Mike starts out with the wool cloth, the one he anticipates will
create the largest static charge. He is quickly distracted and his mind
begins to fade as he notices Tom in the far corner of the room. He watches
as his friend holds the rod out in-front of his shorts and strokes it with
the cloth as if jerking off. Shivers go down mikes spine as he watches his
best friend's mock jerk-off- face. He wonders and fantasizes, "I wonder if
he is able to shoot sperm like I can?" "He certainly looks like he's
enjoying himself." Sadly Mike is snapped back into reality by the teacher
who asks if he's ok. In his fantasy Mike had half-closed his eyes and a
mixed expression of wonder and lust painted his face.

"Yeah," Mike quickly responds, getting back to work. He sees Tom laughing
out of the corner of his eye as the teacher walks away. The rest of the
class period proceeded normally as Mike finished up his work. He couldn't
stop thinking about Tom and what he had seen earlier. He needed to talk to
him during lunch period later in the day. "Is what I'm feeling normal? It
must be, who wouldn't find that hot? Yea, it's totally normal..."  he
debates inside his head.

12:15pm finally comes. Mike had never wanted to go to lunch more in his
life. And it wasn't only because he was hungry. This was the first time he
had ever felt sexual feelings so strongly towards one of his friends, or
anyone for that matter. He quickly takes his seat at the usual table in
anticipation of the conversation soon to follow.

After everyone sat down at the table and started eating Mike causally makes
the first move to break the ice. "So, someone was sure having fun in
science class this morning."  he says glancing over in Tom's direction. Tom
turns red and doesn't answer. "So can you, you know... and do you?" Mike
cautiously asks Tom.

"Look it was just a joke man! You're taking this way too seriously!" yells
Tom in response to Mike's inquiry.

"I'm sorry, was just wondering," said Mike.

Was he weird? Was something wrong with him? Mikes thoughts begin to spiral
out of control. Oddly enough the whole time he cannot get the images of the
morning's science class out of his head. He wanted to be near Tom, he
wanted to touch him, maybe even kiss him. But it was wrong, Tom was his
friend and after all, a boy. Still he shivered as the erotic bliss of his
fantasy once again swept over him. He imagines seeing Tom naked at his
house, looking at his cock, helping him and showing him how to jerk off by
grabbing and stroking his friends member as it begins to harden in his
hand. "It's all good, it's ok. Yea I would just be helping him out and
teaching him." Mike thinks to himself as his mind tries to justify and
validate his fantasy, all the time his cock rock hard in his shorts.

The rest of the day passed uneventfully other than Mike getting yelled at
to "pay attention" by various other teachers throughout the day. The
fantasies just didn't seem to want to leave Mikes head and concentration
was near impossible. He had to find more information and waited painfully
for the school day to end so he could try and validate his earlier thoughts
by doing a few searches on Yahoo.

As the bus pulled up to his stop Mike practically jumps down the short
flight of stairs out of the vehicle. All he can think about is getting home
and searching on the computer before his mom and brother return. As he
enters the empty house, he ignores the cats usual meow greetings and
immediately sits down at the computer, throwing his back pack aside. The
modem couldn't dial any slower is seems. Time stood still and 1 minute
seemed like an eternity as Mike waited for the internet to connect.

Finally Yahoo, his favorite search engine pops up on the screen. "Is it
normal to want to jerk your friends off?" Mike types in the "Search for"
field and presses "Enter" The results are displayed and surprisingly enough
are mainly legitimate sites, not pornography. At this point in his life
Mike has yet to discover the wonders of using the internet for porn.
"Jackinworld.com -- The Ultimate Male Masturbation Resource" Mike reads on
the screen and clicks in an attempt to answer his ever-wondering minds call
for validation.

The site is displayed and Mike looks over both his shoulders and closes the
blinds to make sure he is alone and not being watched. Mike soon learns
about the wonders of "mutual masturbation" and how you can do it with your
friends as experimentation with your body and how it's ok, and almost
normal as long as your around the same age. A sly grin passes over his face
as Mike finds a link on the site explaining different ways to lure someone
into jerking off with you and how it "feels 10 times better" if someone
else does it for you.

Intrigued, yet satisfied, Mike closes the browser window and deletes the
history just to cover his tracks. Mike is practically the only one in the
house who uses, let alone knows how to use the computer, but his paranoid
mind still has to be safe.

The rest of the night, up until he passes out in his bed from exhaustion,
is spent thinking over what he had read on the website earlier. Just the
thought alone was enough to make his young cock spring to life.

Mike reaches down underneath the sheets in his bed and slowly moves his
fingers underneath the elastic waist band of his shorts. He can feel a drop
of fluid already on the tip of his dick, just from his fantasies alone.
"Ugh" Mike shudders as he rubs the drop of precum all over his dickhead.
Mike grabs his shaft and begins to stroke with one hand, using the other to
pull his shorts down around his ankles. Mike falls into ecstasy and his
eyes roll back into his head as he begins to stroke faster. "Oh yea, huh aw
ohhh yea" Mike moans out loud as his hand continues to pump up and down his
hard cock. "Yea Tom, grab it, do it to me! Ohhhh" Mike knows at this rate
he isn't going to last long and momentarily diverts his concentration just
enough to reach over the bedside and grab a few tissues. "Oh my god... ohh
oh shit, YEAH Tom!, Mike exclaims loudly yet as silent as possible, not
wanting to wake his mom, as his body tenses and several shots of cum squirt
out of his cock and into the waiting tissue.

Out of breath and still recovering from one of his best jerk off sessions
in recent history, Mike lays on his bed unable to move. It felt so right
yet he still felt a bit guilty. Mike reassures himself by again remembering
what he read on the computer earlier. He picks up the tissue and wads it
into a ball before throwing it into a trashcan nearby. He would make his
move tomorrow when he got to school!

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Well there you have it everybody, the first chapter in Mikes long story of
growing up. As a new writer on here I would love your comments and
suggestions. The story only gets better from here and anything you
contribute can sure be helpful.  One thing you will learn about my style of
writing is I don't just jump straight to the sex.  I find it's a lot more
fun if you actually get to know the characters involved first. Some of you
may like that, some of you may hate it... Either way that's how it
goes... stay tuned for chapter 2!

~Compuboy
compuboy@digitalmonkey.org