Date: Wed, 28 Aug 2013 15:57:15 -0400
From: Steven Rosario <steven.rosario@gmail.com>
Subject: JJ and I

The following story is an actual event that happened to me growing up in
the Bronx, New York in the early 90's. While the characters in the story
are underage, you shouldn't be.


I spent most of my childhood fighting off all homosexual feelings. Every
gay encounter I ever had before the age of 18, I blamed my hormones and
played it off as games little boys partake in. Well, now that I know
better, I can honestly say that I played way too many games with supposed
straight boys...

I guess the very first gay experience I can recall was one I had with a boy
that lived upstairs from me in my apartment building. I was about 10 or 11
at the time and he was a bit younger, maybe by a year. JJ was annoying,
pretty stupid, overweight, and usually tried to pick fights with me.
However, I was forced to play with him because his grandmother was our
landlord and my mom made it a point for the two of us to constantly have
play dates.

So I remember this one time I was just playing with some of my action
figures when he came down to our apartment. My mom had just gone to the
supermarket to get some items for dinner and for reasons I can't remember,
my siblings were all missing. Anyway, I was really upset that JJ came down
because I was so into my own game, but I knew better than to be mean
immediately to him knowing that it would get back to my mother somehow.

He played so roughly with my toys and I was always afraid he'd break one of
them anytime he came over. Today, as if on cue for a movie or something, he
picked up one of my favorite toys-Wolverine-and snapped the arm right off.
I almost lost it and started yelling at him. The whole time I thought he
might leave and return to his grandmother's apartment, but surprisingly he
stayed and what he did next still haunts and excites me to this day.

Almost without any time to react, JJ pushed me over and pinned me to the
ground. I braced myself for a physical assaulted from this massive beast,
but instead he stared down on me with these, what I can now label, lustful
eyes. "What the hell are you looking at, get the fuck off me already.
You're starting to feel super heavy on me." He just kept staring down on me
and then suddenly, he started to rock back and forth on top of me.

He did it with the intent to get me aroused for sure. He made sure to dig
his hips into my cock and move in small circles over my junk. The friction
between us started building up and I let out a small groan from between my
lips. I grew hard and at that point JJ saw no need to hold my arms down, so
he let go of me. I instantly wrapped my arms around the small of his back
and pushed him even harder against my body. Looking back, I wish I had
thought to dig into his shorts and grab both of his well plumped ass checks
or even run my finger down his crack, but we were both so young and the
rubbing we were doing seemed like the best feeling in the world.

He kept it up for a few more minutes when the slight pain from having a boy
almost 30 pounds heavier on me kicked in. In my mind I just thought we
would end our little sick perverted game, but instead he rolled off and
yanked me right on top. Since this was my first time doing anything sexual,
I banged into his body fast and hard. Due to my impatience, I grow tired
quickly and dropped my entire body on top of him. It was almost like he
knew what to do, which later lead me to believe someone definitely took
advantage of this poor kid, and he sank his mouth (and teeth) into my neck
and started licking me good. This new feeling sent goosebumps down my whole
body and I started to shiver all over. JJ, who in the moment was becoming
my favorite playmate, hugged my upper half attempting to hold me in place.

I picked up my speed again and he started to meet my downward thrust
halfway. I started to feel that good burning feeling that one can only get
from dry humping at such an early age, and I was making so much noise.
Right as I was getting that tingly dry orgasm feeling, we heard the front
door close. I jumped off JJ and scrambled across my bedroom to straighten
my super hard dick that was visibly sticking straight out from my body,
especially since I was only wearing a pair of white cotton briefs.

A little less than a minute later, my mom walked in to see us on the floor
looking flushed. We could tell that she was a bit puzzled as to our
appearance, but didn't say much. Later on when JJ left, I went to the
kitchen where my mom was preparing dinner to get a glass of water. She made
a comment of how nice, but definitely odd, it was to see the two of us
getting along so well. She also pointed out the red marks on my neck, which
JJ had left from sucking on my neck. I shrugged my shoulders and told her
we were wrestling before she came.

If my mom knew what we actually did or if she believed my lame ass story is
still a mystery to me today. However, the whole aftermath of the day made
me feel super uncomfortable and I made sure never to play like that with JJ
again. But that day did open my eyes up to jerking off and I did that as
often as possible following that day. As I started to experience puberty, I
def became a lot more gutsy and experimented with my fair share of boys,
but I'll leave that for another story :)


This is my very first story, so please please please send me some feedback
as to how I can approve from this point out. This is an actual experience
of mine and I'd love to share more. Maybe even dip into some fantasy
writing eventually.

Contact me at steven.rosario@gmail.com