Date: Fri, 24 Jun 2016 03:17:35 +0200
From: James Tyler <jamestyler69@mail.com>
Subject: Jeremy & Luke

This is a true story.

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The First Time - 1973

My name is Jeremy and I was born and raised in a large city.  I had a few
friends I hung out with and lots of room to ride my bike.  Somewhere along
the way, my parents decided they should move their family to a small town
to get away from the big city.

A new school for grade seven and I don't make friends easily - never have.
I was the new kid that year in school and it wasn't much fun - everything
was so different.  I was used to playing football and softball and at this
new school there were tetherballs.  How do you play tetherball?

I was introduced to a change room where you had to change into your gym
strip before you went into the gymnasium.  What's gym strip?  I have to
change in front of other guys?  Thankfully we didn't have to shower.  The
school teams also played soccer - I had never heard of this game in my
life.  There were always two teams - skins and shirts.  Somehow I liked the
skins team.

In my homeroom class there was this guy named Luke, he sat at the back of
the class and had pure white hair.  I don't ever remember seeing a guy with
that color hair before.  I have thick dark brown hair and admire guys with
lighter hair color.  I don't remember how Luke and I became friends but we
did and I don't remember us hanging out that much in grade seven but that
was elementary school.

I do remember one time though.  Luke's parents had a home on the lake and I
had been invited out to go swimming.  My dad grumbled that he had to drive
me all the way out there - but he did.  I just wanted to go swimming.  I
changed at home and my dad drove me out.  Luke and I goofed around in the
water and just did stupid stuff.  I remember Luke standing up next to the
dock (where no one could see him) and he dropped his bathing suit.  I
wasn't very close but Luke looked like he had a nice sized penis and very
light colored pubic hair.  I don't remember any of the conversation of the
day and I know we never spoke of it again.

My body was changing and I grew a nice bush of brown pubic hair.  I was cut
and I didn't know anything different.  This was in the early 70's and
nothing was spoken about anything so I was left to find out about my
changing sexuality on my own. I didn't know what to do with myself, so I
didn't do anything.  I knew that I liked girls but I knew that I liked guys
as well.

Next year for grade eight, I had to change schools - again.  The junior
high had grades eight through ten.  Luke wasn't in my homeroom class but I
did see him around the hallways.  My best friend was Jim and we were tight.
We did everything together - Luke seemed to be around us a lot of the time
but he was really an annoyance.  Jim moved away the next summer and that
left just Luke and I to hang out.  Luke eventually moved to town from his
home on the lake and he lived within walking distance of where I lived and
eventually, the sleepovers started.

Grade nine started and I was almost fifteen and my buddy Luke was fourteen
years old.  Luke had a flat and hairless chest and the start of `the
treasure trail' leading to new and exciting adventures.  I admired his full
head of blond hair and often wished I was blond.  I was very naive when it
came to sexual matters.

Luke and I had done the usual sorts of things together like hanging out and
such but we hadn't done much `sleeping over' until grade nine.  I suppose
looking back, it was late for us to start doing sleepovers at that point in
our lives.

Luke was spending Friday night at my place and we had stayed up until 11:00
p.m. visiting with my parents and watching some television.  My bedroom was
upstairs but it had been decided that we should sleep downstairs in the
spare room that had a double bed. This bedroom was directly under my room.
We said goodnight and went to bed.

When we got downstairs Luke starting getting ready for bed and so did I.
Luke took his socks, pants and shirt off and then climbed into bed.  When
he was in bed he started squirming and he tossed his underwear onto the
floor.  I thought this was okay and wondered if he was shy and didn't want
me to see anything (although I really wondered what he had between his
legs) and he probably liked sleeping naked anyhow.  I took off my clothes
and climbed into bed.  I thought, why not take my underwear off too.  I did
and tossed it to the floor.

Luke and I laid there for quite some time talking.  All of a sudden, Luke
grabbed the sheets and tossed them back exposing both of us.  I didn't know
what to do, and the option of grabbing the covers back over us was too far
away.  I looked Luke up and down as I had never seen another guy up close.
I looked at Luke's eyes and saw him looking at my crotch.  I looked over at
his crotch and saw that his penis was much larger than mine.  Luke was cut
like me and was already hard - all seven and a half inches and he had a
curved penis unlike mine.  Luke didn't say anything.  He reached over and
took me gently in his warm hand and massaged me until I got hard...  all
four and a half inches of me.  That didn't take very long and I came to
full attention.  Luke took my penis and lifted it away from my body a bit
so he could brush the mound of pubic hair away.  He wrapped his hand around
my rod and started gently to `jack me off'.  I was still watching all this
when Luke told me to lay back, close my eyes, get comfortable and tell him
when I felt like something was going to come out.

Something was going to come out?  I was going to pee?

I put my head on the pillow, got comfortable and wondered what he was doing
... but the feelings were too good to ask him to stop.  Luke had a gentle
but solid slow rhythm as he stroked me up and down.  I got a bit more
comfortable and spread my legs apart just a bit.

As I laid there I could feel something starting to happen.  My penis tensed
and then released - WOW - what the heck was that?!  It was only a little
bit of a feeling but Luke must of felt this too as he put a Kleenex on my
flat hairless chest.  I was enjoying the feelings and it was the first time
anything like this had happened to me.

I had never felt anything like it before and I was very hard. After a few
minutes the feeling was close at hand like something was going to come
shooting out of me.  As I was enjoying all this, my penis got rock hard --
harder than I had ever felt it before.  It felt like it was going to
explode.

What a feeling - and then it happened.  I tensed up and shot my first
virgin load.  Milky white sperm was everywhere it seemed!  It was all over
the Kleenex, my chest and all over Luke's hand.  I was breathing faster and
had never felt like this before.  Suddenly, I felt very warm all over
... and it was over.

What had just happened?  Luke didn't say anything.  He cleaned up his hand,
wiped my chest and gently wiped the head of my penis off.  Luke then
started to jack me off a bit more to completely finish me off.  He started
slowly but increased quite rapidly and this was another incredible feeling
to experience.  There was just a bit more sperm coming out and Luke gently
slowed down and wiped it off. Soon after that I started to become soft.

I looked at Luke and Luke looked at me, and then looked at his crotch.
Looked at me, then at his crotch and then he laid back on his pillow.  He
closed his eyes, put his hands behind his head and spread his legs a bit.
I took this as an invitation to do to him what he had just done to me.

Luke just laid there ... at ease and waiting.  His gorgeous blond hair was
a real turn on for me.  He had a bit of light brown hair under his arms.
He had the start of a golden trail and had a small patch of golden brown
pubic hair at the base of his penis - just enough.  His ball sac was much
smaller than mine and it seemed to hug right under the base of his penis.
I didn't have to concern myself with making sure his pubic hair didn't get
in the way like mine did.  I had seen all sorts of guys my age in the
change room at school and at the rec center but nobody had a hard-on there.

I don't know for how long I sat there just looking at him, but eventually I
reached for his penis.  He had quite a curve to it and was ready to be
jacked-off.  He must have done this before I thought.

As I was growing up, I had put my hand around my own penis many times just
to feel how hard it was but I didn't know what to do with it then and I had
just been shown.  Now, I had my buddy's penis in my hand and the feeling
was great.  Luke was hard and he felt very different than when I held mine
and I had never touched another guy's penis before ... soft or hard!
Luke's head was larger than mine and it was a different color too - almost
a bluish purple in color.

I carefully took his penis in my hand, wrapped my hand around him and
started to stroke him up and down in the same way he had done to me.  Luke
moaned just a bit as I started.  I continued the slow steady rhythm that
Luke had done with me for what seemed like a long time and he definitely
took a lot longer to cum than I did.  After a long while I could feel that
he was getting closer as I could feel a little tightening in his rod every
so often, so I put a Kleenex on his stomach.  I was jacking him off
basically straight up and down as the curve to his penis seemed this was
the normal way to do it. Luke told me he was almost ready to shoot and I
bent him down so the sperm would shoot to the Kleenex.  I watched his
facial expressions and every so often he would make a face.  I knew he was
getting good feelings with every stroke of my hand on his shaft.  I could
feel his penis get much harder in my hand and then he shot. Not as much or
as hard as I did, but it went onto the Kleenex and all over my hand.

I had never felt or seen sperm before tonight and it felt warm and sticky.
I kept on jacking him until he said he was finished.  I wiped my hand off
and then wiped him off.  I guess I wiped the head of his penis off a little
too rough as he told me to take it easy.  I softened the pressure and
cleaned him up.  Luke watched me as I did this and didn't say much else.

With all that done, I was soft and Luke was beginning to become soft as
well.  We talked for just a couple minutes more and then I turned out the
light and we both went to sleep.  Nothing more was said in the morning or
for a while after that.

Whenever I would go over to Luke's house for a swim over the next couple of
years, we would always change in his bedroom.  Inevitably, one of us would
be ready for some fun (usually me) or was in the process of getting hard
and we would take time to pleasure each other off.  One of these times I
saw Luke with a hard-on while he was standing.  I now know where the
expression "hung" comes from.

Often Luke would show up at my house and we would go to my room and talk
for a while.  I knew why Luke was there -- but he would never tell me.  I
always had to ask if he "wanted to do something."  For the most part, he
always said yes.  I would lock my bedroom door, and we would both drop our
shorts and jack each other off - that's all.  Then Luke would go home after
that.

I remember going over to Luke's one Friday night.  We were going to the
movies and he must have seen me coming up the street.  When I got to the
back door and knocked he answered it and was completely naked and with a
raging hard-on!  I asked him if he wanted to jack-off and he said yes.  I
only jacked him off as we had a show to see.  Luke took a long time to come
as usual and I had a hard-on as well.  I was hoping to have the favor
returned after the movie but when we got back to his place his parents were
home already.  Oh well...

Luke and I continued to do this many times with each other over the next
couple of years.  He moved away just as we were heading into our grade
twelve senior year.

I went on a band trip during that year and visited the city where Luke was
then living.  We just sat around talking the evening away.  When it came
time for bed, he took off his clothes and climbed into bed.  I could see he
was almost hard.  I asked if he wanted to be jacked-off and he nodded his
head yes.  I massaged him until he got fully hard and he massaged me until
I was hard (which was almost immediately) and we went at it.  It had been a
while for both of us.

Luke moved around a lot and he lived in a resort town for a while and told
me all about the natural hot springs in the forest that he often
frequented.  He told me he never wore a bathing suit there -- always in the
nude as was everyone else.  One day when I was visiting him we met up with
a friend of his. He greeted Luke and said, "Hey banana man, how's it
hangin'?"  I asked him how he got that name. Luke just kinda looked at me
and said a bit sarcastically, "Think".  To this day, that name is so true
to his form.

Luke lives less than two hours away from me now and is single.  He had a
boyfriend for a while and I did meet him once.  I haven't seen Luke in
about nine years.  I tried to keep our friendship alive but I guess he
didn't want to any more.

We had a different encounter when we were in our early twenty's but that's
for another story.


Thanks for reading my second story.  Comments are welcome.