This story involves descriptions of boy/boy sex.  If this kind of writing
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				Jason and I

This is a story about a boy that I had dreamed about for over two years.
He went to my Junior High School, and was friends with my ex-girlfriend.  I
thought he was kind of cute when I was going out with my ex-girlfriend, but
I never really thought anything of it at the time.

After I broke up with Andrea, my girlfriend, I stopping wacking off about
her, and started to about this boy, whose name is Jason.  I would dream
about him almost daily, after I had passed him in the hall.  He's a nice
boy with good manners and very easy to get along with.

After a while of planning, I asked Jason one day after school to come over
to my house to play some Sega or something.  He was kind of curious and
shocked by my offer, but after a few seconds, he said, "Sure, why not.
What games you got?"  This was the beginning of my plan coming into effect.

I drove him home after just getting my license a few days prior, and
borrowing my parent's car for the day.  When we got to my house, we went
into the kitchen and I got us a couple of drinks, and then we walked up
stairs.  I told him to save his drink for upstairs, not telling him that
after what we were going to do, he'd need it!

So, when we got to my room, I unlocked my door, (a good thing to have if
you plan on doing something like this), and we walked in.  "You got a sweet
room man," Jason said as we walked in.  I have a 400 square foot room,
which is just smaller than a high school classroom, and I also have a bunch
of cool stuff in there.

At the head of my bed are my TV and VCR, and Sega, so I sat on the bed and
turned on the TV.  Jason came and sat right beside me, and the bed sank
down so that we kind of slipped closer together so that our arms were
touching.

I decided that if I wanted to do anything, I better have Jason lie down, so
that's what I did.  I lied down, knowing that this boy who looked up to me
was sure to do the same soon.  After a few minutes, he lied down too, and I
got up and asked him what CD he wanted to listen to.

I walked over to my dresser behind my bed where my stereo is, and he was
still watching Full House on the TV.  I was staring right at his sweet ass,
when I remembered about the Sega.  "Can you turn on the Sega, Jay?"

"Sure thing," he replied back

My Sega was down on the lower shelf of my TV table, so if someone is lying
down, they have to have half their stomach over the edge, and their butt
sticking up to get to it.  He leaned over and his shirt pulled up over the
waist of his pants and for the first time, I saw Jason's bare olive skin.
I also stared right at his ass, and saw a bit of a wedgey forming which was
inevitable after bending over like that.

Jason turned on the Sega, but the TV screen was all blurry.  "Oh, you have
to turn it to channel 3 man.  The remote's by your hand I think."  Of
course, I had purposely put the remote just under the bed so that Jason
would have to reach under, and lean over in order to see where the remote
was.

While Jason was down there looking for the remote, and struggling to grab
it -- with his body moving uncomfortably from having to in weird
positions to grab the darn thing -- I asked him, "What CD do you want?  I got
AC/DC, Bush, and I Mother Earth."  Of course, I knew that he liked none of
them, but it kept him bent over for a while as he thought what CD he
disliked the least.

"I Mother Earth," Jason said.

"Cool, a good old Canadian group," I said, both of us living in Canada.

Jason had gotten up and turned to look at me, but luckily I had moved my
eyes in the nick of time.  I went back over to the bed, and lied right next
to him, leaving less than a millimeter between us.  Our hands, arms, and
legs were all touching.  When Jason started to move his leg to the beat of
"One More Astronaut" he noticed how close we were and moved away about an
inch.

"What's the matter, do you think I'm gay or something?  Get back over
here," I said.

That moved him back over about half an inch, just enough so I could feel
his arms against mine.

After about half way through the first level, I paused the game, and told
him that I had to take a piss, and that I'd be right back.  I did go to the
washroom to go pee, but there were also some important things in there.
There was the Vaseline, and the water, to clean myself up for Jason.

I came back, and I put the Vaseline in the closet before Jason saw me, and
he turned on the game before I got to the bed again.  "Hey, you little
bastard," I said to him, as I pushed him, making sure to do so on the ass.

We then continued to play on my Sega, and I let him beat me.  After the
game, I started to say to him, "So you think you're Mr. Tough Guy now do
you," and I started to push him around a little bit.

He started to push me back, so I then took him to the ground, and we
started to wrestle.  This was one of my dreams, to be able to wrestle with
Jason, and it was all coming true today.  We then started to do flying
elbow drops and such, which I wasn't interested in, so I got him in a fake
sleeper hold, and started to wave him around.  I am about 3 inches and at
least 25 pounds bigger than Jason, so I could have had him in any hold that
I wanted to, and the sleeper was not on the top of my list, so I decided to
let him go.  I then grabbed him into a figure four-leg lock, so that out
bums were touching, but this didn't work either, because I didn't want to
hurt Jason.

We then just wrestled normal like, after I had done enough damage, and got
his adrenaline flowing enough to make him not notice me touching him.  I
started out by just rubbing his belly whenever I had the chance, but
eventually, I moved to the ass, and stayed there.  I got him pinned on the
ground face down, and started to feel up his ass, just like I had always
dreamed.
 
It was more beautiful than I could have imagined, and so soft through his
navy blue tear-away's.  He noticed what I was doing after about two
seconds, or at least he said something after two seconds.  "What the hell
are you doing man, get off me!"

I did as he asked, and he got up and started to just look at me.  I stared
right back into his green eyes surrounded by an olive complexion and a
little button nose.  He came up to me, and brushed against me as he walked
towards my bed.  He grabbed his jacket, which was beside my bed, and
started heading for the door.

"Wait up a minute man.  Why the hell are you leaving, what's your problem?"

"Let me think here, I don't like guys rubbing my ass maybe," Jason replied
quickly.

"I have no idea what you're talking about.  Why would I want to touch you
ass?"

He gave me a look of kind of confusion, which was the most adorable look I
had ever seen.  "Did you like it," I asked him.

"What?  I don't like guys rubbing my ass!"

"What's the difference if I do it, or Andrea does it?  There is none, so
what's the big deal!"

He started to walk towards me, and he gave me another cute look of
innocence.  He dropped his jacket, and said, "OK then, let's wrestle!"  I
was so relieved.  I was scared that he was going to tell someone, and that
my social life would be over for years to come.

Jason grabbed me and pulled me down, not that I was giving up much of a
fight, and grabbed my hand.  He guided it towards his ass, but then thought
better of it, and started putting it near his crotch.  Oh my God, I was
thinking, and he laid my hand on his crotch.

I could feel the warmth and hardness of it right away.  I could tell that
he was putting on a false face a few minutes ago, and that he wanted me bad
now.

He started to unbutton his pants as I started to rub up and down on his
dick.  He got his buttons all undone, and he removed his pants completely.
He then stood up, and I was afraid that he would try and get away, so I
stood up too.  I watched him as he slipped off his shorts, and his shirt,
and was standing there in nothing but his briefs.

He moved over to me and started to rub my chest, while licking his lips.
Now he was doing all the work.  I had planned this thing out, yet he was
taking over.  This was better than my dreams.

I don't know how my shirt or pants got off, as I guess I was daydreaming
about Jason, but I do remember slipping Jason's underwear off, and exposing
his hard, un-hairy 4.5-inch penis.

I removed my own underwear, and he right away went for my rock hard
6.5-inch cock.  I'm a hairy guy, so I was the exact opposite of him.  Jason
didn't really know what to do; he just kneeled there holding my throbbing
dick, so I decided to make the first move.

I knelled down and grabbed Jason's perfect little cock, and started to rub
it slowly.  He did the same to me as I did to him, and as I went faster, so
did he.  He came a lot earlier than I did with little globs of white hot
cum covering his little head and some dropping onto my carpet.  He was more
of a drooler than a squirter as most guys are.  But I like it that way.

I got up onto my feet, and I went to lie on the bed.  I told him to lie
beside me head to foot, and to just follow my lead.  I took a hold of his
red headed penis, which was other wise olive colored like the rest of his
body, and I started to lick on the head.  I still hadn't cum yet, but I
wanted him to have this first.

He was in too much ecstasy to do the same to me, so I just continued to do
it as he moaned.  I was licking on the piss slip and I could feel my tongue
go into it as he moaned some more I then took the whole thing in, and put
my free hand, one was on his ass, onto the shaft of his penis.  As I sucked
and licked around the shaft of his penis, I also wacked on the bottom of
it, to the same beat as my bobbing.  I continued to suck and wack and lick
on his little boyhood as he moaned constantly.

He then started to take my throbbing 6.5" dick into his mouth, and I could
feel the warmth of his mouth and his tongue on my penis.  I started to bob
up and down faster and suck harder, as he started to lick my shaft too.

It felt so good, and I finally came shooting into his mouth.  He didn't
know what to do, so he kept it in his mouth, and eventually my load became
too much for him.  It started to cum out of the sides of his mouth.  I
opened up my eyes and took a peak down at him, just as he finally started
to swallow small bits of cum, only because he knew that this was how I
wanted it.

I could tell that he had masturbated recently because it took him so long
to get the second orgasm.  It was a smaller one than the first, and I could
taste its slimy feel cuming into my mouth gently.  We stayed in that
position for a few minutes and he stopped sucking, but kept my dick in his
mouth.  I could tell he was exhausted, but I planned on this not being the
end.  I kept his penis in my mouth, and continued to suck on him until he
went limp.

I sat up but he couldn't.  He stayed half sitting, resting with his head on
his hand.  I went over to him and gave him a kiss on the mouth.  "I've
wanted you for so long Jay!  I can't believe this is actually happening!"

"M--me too.  I've kind of looked at you for the last few months.  I was
jealous of Andrea for a while even," Jason slowly said in a soft,
pre-puberty voice.

"Don't worry man.  This is a lot more than I ever got from her."

I gave him another kiss, this time he kissed back though.  He grabbed the
back of my head, and pulled me on top of him.  We made out for a while,
with his tongue slipping into his mouth for the first time.  We exchanged
saliva for about five minutes, and by the end we were both covered down to
the chin in each others spit.

This was my first time ever making out, and I could tell it was Jason's as
well.  He was good though, with no patterns or repetitiveness.  He had a
different thing for me every second.  I admit I'm not the best kisser, but
Jason was too tired to say anything.  He would later teach me how to kiss,
but that is after this story.

After we made out, still buck naked, I grabbed his penis, and started to
masturbate him again.  He moved my hand away however, and walked over to my
closet.  He opened it up and grabbed the Vaseline, which he wasn't supposed
to know about.

He walked back over to me, and said, "Here, put some of this on."

"Won't that hurt though man?" I asked back.  I had no intentions of going
right to fucking.  In fact this wasn't even in my plan for our first time.
I grabbed it from him, touching his hand, and felling him quiver.  He went
onto his hands and knees in front of me and said, "This'll be fun.  Come
on, get it in there!"

I put some Vaseline on my index finger and slowly stuck it up his hairless
pink hole.  He kind of gasped at first, as I imagine that it hurt for the
first second.  Eventually, I got my finger all the way in up to my last
knuckle.  I put it in and out and kept on finger fucking him.  After a few
minutes of that, I took out the finger slowly and went over to his face.  I
gave him my finger, and he sucked it dry.  It felt great to have him
sucking on my finger, but it was even better, or weirder at least to have
him suck on his own shit.

He then went behind me, but he didn't put any Vaseline on.  He told me to
keep my eyes forward so that I wouldn't know what he as going to do.  I
felt wetness around my crack, but I knew I didn't shit.  After a second, I
knew it was Jason's tongue trying to get up my hole.

I kind of moved my body into position, and took my head down lower as to
give him more of an opening.  He got his tongue in there after a few more
tries, and he tongue fucked me dry.  I had never felt such ecstasy in my
life before.  This was by far the greatest feeling I had ever had, I
enjoyed it more than the 69 we had finished just ten minutes ago.

He swished his tongue around inside of me, and flickered his tongue.  That
was great.  His little tongue in my asshole, with his tongue playing with
me.  OH MAN!

After a minute, I told Jason to stop, and that it was my turn, so I got up
and went behind my boy.  I put my hands on the sides of his cheeks, and
pulled them farther apart.  I saw the treasure, being his hole.  It was
pink and clean and beautiful.  As I got closer, I started to smell a bit of
a musty smell, but it was far outweighed by my vaulting ambition to get
this boy.

I moved my tongue into position, and I missed on the first try.  That
didn't taste too good, but I went at it again.  Let me tell you, getting
your tongue up a hole that small, is quite hard and it taked a lot of tries
to get it just right.

I got my tongue in on the third try, and I did what Jason did to me.  My
tongue is a lot bigger than his is though, so I got deeper into my boy.  I
think I felt a wall of some kind at the end of my tongue, and when I hit
it, Jason screamed out the loudest moan of the event.  Luckily no one was
home yet, but I'm sure my neighbors could hear that moan.

I swished my tongue in there for a good minute, and then when I could tell
that the excitement was dying down in Jason, I stopped and lied on my back.
I moved myself under his crotch and started to suck on his little penis,
which was shriveled up and soft by now.

I licked on his head as much as I could, and kept on concentrating on the
bottom of his head.  He was moaning and saying my name as he pushed into my
mouth.  I couldn't get any movement going, because of my position under
him, so he adjusted for that and pushed into me with a tremendous amount of
force.

It's almost as if he knew where the back of my throat was though, because
he never gagged me once.  He came close to the back a few times, but never
touching it.  That is a great talent, which I thanked him for later.  I
continued to lick on the bottom of his heart shaped, circumcised head, and
never stopped.  He came for the third time, and by then he was almost dry.
He had only one squirt this time and it drooled down my throat as the
previous one had.

He then moved away after he had cum, and we once again started to kiss.  I
stopped for a while, and hugged him close to me.  I whispered in his ear,
"I love you.  I don't want this to end."  With that, he kissed me one more
time, and he crawled over to the Vaseline.  He grabbed it in his small
right hand, and crawled back over to me.

I watched his little shriveled penis sway back and forth between his legs,
and I started to get extremely hard.  He came over to me and handed me the
bottle.  "Put some on, please," he said in his most adorable voice.

I squirted out lots onto my hand, and slapped it on my dick.  By the time I
had done this, Jason had already positioned himself in front of me, and was
waiting for me to dive in.  I walked over to him, and a few drops of
Vaseline dropped from my dick and onto the carpet below.

I made it to him just as my knees began to get shake.  I was going to do
it.  I was going to fuck my dream boy, for real this time!  I positioned
myself behind his ass, but it just didn't feel right.  He was too short for
me.  I told him to get up, and I then went and sat on the bed.

I told him to sit on my lap, and I would do the rest.  He sat on my crotch,
missing my dick, but that's how I wanted it.  I then picked him up and
turned him around, with his help, so that he was facing me.  I looked into
his eyes, and placed him over my dick.  I could feel my head touch his
crack, so I told him to spread his cheeks more.

As he did so, I moved in more, and the more he opened up, the more I went
in.  If he gave me an inch, I went in about an inch and a half.  While I
was looking into his eyes, I could see some tears forming, so I decided to
slow down.  I went in slower, and every inch I would stop for a few
seconds, until he got used to it.  After a minute, my pubes were against
his cheeks, and I was all the way in.

I started out by just pumping slowly, and getting progressively faster and
harder.  I was looking into Jason's eyes the whole time, and I got lost in
them.  The greenish beauties with a hint of brown in them, and a clue of
orange.  I could hear him make a noise every time I pumped into him.  He
would, "Umm" every time that my balls touched him.

It was so good to look into his eyes, and see into him, and know that I was
inside of him.  I bent over to kiss him, and as I fucked him, we made out,
with him every few heartbeats make an "umm" noise.

He almost bit on my tongue, so I slowed my pumping.  Once again, after a
few minutes we were covered in each other's sweet saliva, and I was the
first to pull away.  I did so, because I knew that I was going to pump him
full of my seed any second now.

I started to pump faster and faster, and I shut my eyes as I bit on my
lower lip.  I opened my eyes just before I came, and I looked at the happy
boy next to me.  He had a smile on his face but his eyes were shut.  He
opened up his eyes just in time for me to have one last look at them before
I had to shut my eyes, and fill him up.

After my orgasm, I gave him a few more pumps, and then I just sat there,
not moving.  I kept my dick in his though, and I let myself cool down from
my mountain top experience.  As I pulled out, I knew that I had to repay
the boy, and I gave him a kiss, and licked his lips.  He seemed enjoy this,
for as I started to pull away, he came back to me, and wouldn't let me go.
His tongue was still in me when I pulled away, and it was sticking out when
I looked at his mouth.

It was his turn to fuck me now, so I bent over on my hands and knees on my
carpet.  He moved behind me, and I could fell his little head touch my
hole.  He grabbed onto my hips, and slowly pushed in.  I started to say
"ouch, ouch, ouch," because I thought it would hurt, but his penis was too
small, and my adrenaline was flowing too much for me to feel it.

He went all the way in, and put a hand on my lower back.  He started to
push in and out with a gentle pace, and I could start to feel a sensation
that I had never had before rush through my body.  I was feeling a tingling
throughout my body, and every time he went in, I would get another shock of
it.

He started to talk to me, or himself, I don't know what, but I couldn't
hear him, because I had shut everything out, and was concentrating on
meeting every one f his pumps with a pump of my own.  I would move my whole
body into it, and I could hear his little sac smacking my cheeks.

He was starting to pant, and I knew that he was about to cum.  I slowed
down my pumping because I was getting too tired, and I let him finish the
work.  He talked to me this time, I'm sure of it, and I think he said, "Get
ready man, I'm going to fill you up!"

Just then, I felt some juices come into my butt.  It felt like his biggest
load of the day, and it felt great with his head swishing around in his own
cum inside of me.  I was in another world, a world of ecstasy, and Jason
was my god.

He kept on pumping me, and I thought I heard the squishing of the cum
inside of me.  He finally pulled out, and I was just about to get up, when
he went underneath me and started to blow me.  He would flicker his tongue
on my head, and suck real hard.  I thought I didn't have any juice left,
but he found it.  It was a little one, but the best of the day, as it
lasted longer than any other I have ever had to this day.  Jason was finger
fucking me as he blew me, and I couldn't believe the energy in this little
grade 8 boy.

I thought he was done a long time ago, but he had more left than me.  As he
finger fucked me, I had another orgasm into his warm mouth and I kept on
having orgasms.  I must have had another two orgasms in his mouth after
these.  I started to pump into his mouth after the third one, and I
accidentally choked him.

After the last orgasm, which was dry, he kept his lips suctioned around my
dick, and wouldn't let me go.  He did no more sucking or licking though,
except for the occasional swallow where his tongue would rub up against my
head.

I got up, and pulled out, rather difficulty by the way, and I moved over to
the bed.  Jason was right behind me, and he sat next to me.  "We should do
this more often," I said to him.  He laughed, and then gave me a hug.

We got up and put our clothes back, me putting on his underwear, and him
taking mine.  We planned to give them back to each other on the weekend, if
you know what I mean.

Jason came over to me, and gave me another kiss, and we moved over to the
bed, and started to make out again.  We exchanged one last kiss for the
day, and then we had a drink, that was resting on the TV table.

I gave him a ride home, with my hand on his crotch the whole ten-minute
drive, and when we got to his house he got out, and I told him he had a
nice ass, because he had a wedgey.  I reached over and pulled it out for
him, and said goodbye.

We saw each other at school the next day, I was wearing his underwear, and
we just looked at each other and smiled.  It was our secret, and it would
be forever.  I met him in the washroom in the middle of second block, and
we talked about when he should come over again.  We agreed on Sunday,
because my parent's would be at church, and my brother would be out at a
party from the night before.

We have met about twenty times since that day after school, but none of
them have ever been as good as that first time with Jason.


Thanks for reading.  I know this may not have been the best story, but
every single word of it is true, so I hoped you liked it.

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