From: FANCHAPHAW@news.delphi.com (FANCHAPHAW@DELPHI.COM) Subject: JODY (boy/boy) Date: 4 Dec 1994 14:50:19 -0000 Organization: Delphi Internet Services Corporation Summary: A story from the childhoods of several boys. Keywords: fiction, gay, minors FAN CHA PHAW PRESENTS: From the YOUNG, HUNG, & PROMISCUOUS zine: JODY The following story is a true-to-life account, as reported in the Young, Hung, & Promiscuous Zine, a true-to-life accounting of sexual adventures from the childhood of boy-lovers. This material has been submitted anonymously. This material is copyrighted by YOUNG, HUNG, & PROMISCUOUS. All Rights Reserved-1994 Fan Cha Phaw does not condone the activities of the persons in this story. Fan Cha Phaw does not condone the breaking of any laws known to mankind. If you are under the age of 18, or under the age at which you can legally read adult sexual material, exit now and do not continue reading. If you are offended by stories of childhood sexual activities, exit now and do not continue reading. ISHMAEL WILKINS JODY Jody was one of my many relatives with whom I became sexually involved. I remember first meeting Jody when I was around eleven or twelve. My family and his had just begun to socialize more often, and for the first time I began to notice both him and his younger brother, Jamie. Jody was around nine or ten at that time, and Jamie was around seven or eight. What attracted me to Jamie and Jody was their looks. Each had blonde hair and fair skin. They were not just handsome, they were beautiful! I had wanted to see if either or both of them were interested in sex play during previous visits, however, it never seemed to work out. Either the timing or the situation never seemed to work. Finally one day my family went to visit them at their home. They lived at the edge of town, in a fairly remote area. Down behind their house was the most fantastic forest which I had ever seen. The trees were huge, with many low and long limbs, something like a forest from a story book. My adventures with Jody began not in this forest, but in his cellar. The three of us were down there playing. When Jamie became bored with us and wandered off on his own, I made my move. I am not sure how the subject of sex came up that day. With little kids it always seems to come out of the blue. Anyway, within a short time Jody knew my intentions and he was not adverse to them. I remember that we fooled around a little in his basement, a little of the game of "You show me yours and I'll show you mine." We might have even caressed each other's penises while down there. I also remember being able to cop a look and feel and Jamie's penis as well, however, he wandered off again. All in all, there was nothing really heavy down there in the basement. I suspect that Jamie and Jody had played these games on a regular basis together, so seemingly they were not all that interesting to the younger boy. Jody and I, however, were very interested. Jody and I decided to wander off and explore some of the neighborhood. We walked away from the house and down the country road. I told him when we had gone a fair distance from the house that I wanted to play a game. This game was no other than Mother Cow and Baby Cow. In this game Jody would be the mother cow, and I would be the baby. The baby would be hungry and in need of milk. I would therefore have to drink my milk from his "utter." I have noticed over the years that this game is very popular among young boys experimenting in sex play. I don't know where it comes from, and certainly it is not a staple childhood game, however, I have witnessed it various times in the past. On one occasion I was out in the country at a resort which was not yet open for the summer season. I was there getting it ready for the season. I was walking around the grounds when I ran across a sight which stopped me right in my tracks. I noticed two boys off in the distance. One boy hand his pants down around his ankles, his buttocks pointing towards me. Another boy was on his knees in front of the other boy. It did not take much imagination to know what was going on. At first I thought that the boys were older. Perhaps it was the distance and the way that the sun was shining on them. As I got closer, however, I realized that they were somewhere between eight and ten. I got close without either boy noticing me, and I was able to watch the boy sucking his friend off. From my vantage point I was also able to be treated with sound effects, such as talking and slurping. Finally the boy who had been sucking released the penis of the other boy and stood up. As the boy who was being blown was pulling up his pants, the other boy was unbuckling his. What took place, however, was not a straight forward blow job. The boy who had been sucking explained the "rules" to the other boy. He was the baby cow and the other boy was the mother. The baby had to suck on the mother's thing to feed. The baby cow would crawl around on his hands and knees a bit crying for his milk, and then the mother cow would rescue him and offer the milk from her "nipple." The sights which followed were wonderfully erotic. One little boy on his hands and knees crying out for his milk, and the other with hard on in hand watching on lustfully. Finally the games began, and the boy sucked eagerly upon the other boy for about five minutes. The game continued on for quite some time, both boys trading roles several times. I wanted to join in with them, and to introduce them to other games, however, I realized that their games were private, and remained out of sight. At other points in time I have also witnessed boys playing this same game. Jody seemed to like the idea of the game. I told him that I was very hungry, and that he would have to feed me. We ended up in a drainage ditch at the side of the road where Jody took down his pants and laid down on the ground. I can still remember the beauty of his naked body. I pulled his shirt up so that I could see that part of him as well. He had wonderful skin and fantastic genitals. I remember not having any problem taking his entire penis into my mouth, but I do remember that it was a mouthful. I sucked Jody's penis for almost forty five minutes non stop. I brought him climax after climax, however, he never asked me to stop, nor did he seem to grow tired of being sucked. He was my kind of boy! Finally I had to stop because my mouth was so tired. I do remember that I never asked Jody to suck me, nor did he offer. I was so in love with his body that I only wanted to suck him. It didn't matter if he sucked me or not. Shortly after we went back to the house, we were in the bathroom. I told him that I wanted to spank him a little, and had him pull his pants down over his knees. He laid down on my lap and I slapped at his buttocks playfully. When he got up he was hard, and he told me that he wanted to do that to me as well, and so I lowered my pants and went down onto his knee to feel him spanking me. After Jody spanked me, he told me to stand up. He ran his hands all over my body, paying special attention to my genitals. When he had his full of feeling me up, he went down to his knees and sucked me off. I remember at the time that I had the beginnings of cum, and I released a few drops into his mouth. He thought that it was a big deal that I was able to cum, and that he had taken it into his mouth. He expressed sadness that he couldn't cum into my mouth. I almost made the suggestion that he pee in my mouth instead, but I decided to wait on that until a later time. Jody and I never played cows again. As a matter of fact, until several years later we never played sexually with each other again. Jamie and I felt each other up and jacked off together about a year later when we were at a youth club together, but I never got to blow him then, and I wasn't able to feel his lips around my penis either. One day when Jody was about fourteen, I found myself out cruising for a boy. I ran into him, and found that he was even more beautiful that he had been as a young boy. During our conversations he joked about our younger days, when we played cow together. Laughing, he told me that at least now he could give me "milk" if I wanted it. When I told Jody that I did want his milk, he stopped in mid sentence. His face turned beet red and he looked away from me in embarrassment. I told him that I still liked to suck cocks, and that I would still like to suck his cock. Jody came up with several arguments, all of which I successfully crushed. He told me that it would e incest, since we were cousins. I told him that incest was sometimes best. Eventually Jody was beginning to wear down. I noticed that he was getting a little excited over the conversation and the thought of getting sucked off again. I could see the front of his pants tenting up. Jody tried again, telling me that gay sex was bad. In reply I told him that I would love nothing more than to suck his dick, and that if he wanted to let me suck him he would not have to do anything in return. Jody could not resist any longer and I knew it. Without him ever having to agree to the sex, I told him that I knew a place where we could go. He followed me as I headed off to a friend's place. Once in the bedroom Jody stripped out of his clothing slowly, which was fine with me. He was a little uptight, however, I enjoyed every moment of watching him as he exposed each section of his fantastic body. When totally naked I gasped. The boy was more beautiful than any other boy with whom I had ever had naked. I turned him round and round for a few minutes taking in all of his beauty. Laying him down on to the bed, I made love with his body for about two hours almost non stop. I licked, sucked, and kissed him from head to foot. Jody ejaculated into my mouth three times during this love making, and I eagerly drank down his cum each time. I had never tasted anything sweeter from any boy. I spent a long time licking, sucking and nibbling on his testicles, and when he could not take this any longer, I rolled him over, parted his buttocks, and rimmed him for about fifteen minutes, my tongue buried deeply up inside of his ass. One thing was for sure. Jody had never been made love to in this fashion before. He was so turned on, so happy about the whole thing that he cried. At first I thought that he was unhappy, but when I asked him, he told me his true feelings. JODY PART 2 By the time that we finished out love making it was getting late. Jody asked if he could stay the night with me, and I melted right there. I had not even dreamed that I could spend the night with him and have him sleep in my arms. After calling his parents to clear the sleep over, he turned to me, smiled, and told me that he wanted to sleep over because he wanted to "do it" more during the night. He told me that he also wanted to do "it" to me in return, but told me not to tell anyone that he had done so. Jody did spend the night, and after a short period of shyness, he began to give as good as he received. We finally collapsed in a sixty nine position, and when I awoke the next morning Jody's erection was poking me in the nose. I took it into my mouth, closed my eyes, and fell back to sleep. After showering and eating breakfast, Jody asked if we could go back into the bedroom again for a little while. Once there we quickly got back into a sixty nine position and sucked each other off. As we laid there kissing and hugging, he asked me if I had ever fucked a boy before. I told him that I had fucked boys many times in the past. We talked about this for a while, how it felt, how to go about it, and things like that. Jody told me that he had fucked Jamie a few times when they were younger, however, these fucks only lasted a few minutes. Jamie had also fucked him in return, but he didn't really feel it because his dick was too small. He also told me that he had fucked a fairly mature nine- year-old when he first started to cum, and he had been able to cum in his ass. He was about to let the younger boy fuck him as well when someone came home and they had to stop. He told me that he had not had a chance to fuck from that time onward. I asked him if he would like to fuck me. He looked a little hesitant, however, I cured him of this when I told him that I liked to be fucked by younger boys, and that his dick was perfect, the type that I loved to be fucked by. Jody's erection was so hard by that time, I thought it might burst. After a clumsy beginning Jody got pretty good at it, and gave me a few good fuckings which I remembered for years afterwards. He was slow and gentle, taking long and practiced strokes. When I told him that he could go faster and harder, he experimented for a few minutes, until I reached around to his buttocks and began to pace him by pushing down and pulling up on them. He finally got the idea and began to ram in and out of me with great vigor. When Jody finally collapsed on top of me for the final time, I could feel my rectum sigh with relief. I was kind of sore for several days after that, however, it was the kind of sore which I enjoyed a great deal. My life was made for me when after he rested for a while, he asked me if I would like to fuck him as well. For all intents and purposes Jody was still a virgin, and he was offering me his virginity. During my rimming of him I noticed how small and tight his anus was. I had thought of fingering him at that time, however, I felt that it might be uncomfortable because of his tightness. Now he was offering me a chance to put my dick into the same opening. I almost shot a load just thinking about it. When I finally lubricated both of us up, and I was poised at his opening, the tip of my penis brushing lightly against his opening, I almost shot right there. I had to stop for a few minutes until I could compose myself. Slowly I began entering him, as much for his comfort as it was for me not to cum. The fuck, Jody's real first fuck, was one of the most memorable in my young life. We didn't leave the house that day until late afternoon, and as we left we had wide smiles on our faces. I was more in love with him then than I had ever been with anyone prior to that. Jody and I met a few times during this thirteenth and fourteenth years, and we had sex, but none of the visits were overnight. Each time animal-like passion was the rule. I was more worn out after spending an hour with him than I was after spending an entire night with another boy. When fifteen came, and then sixteen, Jody began to find girls much more attractive than I was. He fucked his first girl shortly after his fifteenth birthday, and from that point on there was no stopping him. He did, however, come back a few times, mostly late at night, and mostly when he was unable to find a girl for sex. Each time he was in bad need, and he hoped that I would take care of him. Even though somewhat hurt that I was being used as a second choice, I never refused him. Our last sex took place when he was nearing the end of his sixteenth year. He came over to spend the night, and neither of us got any sleep. The next morning after breakfast and sex, he told me that this was the last time that we would be having sex. Somehow all during the previous evening I knew that. We both knew that it was over, but we had to send it off with the best possible celebration. About a month after Jody and I ended our days of sex, I ran into Jamie out on the streets. He was almost fourteen then, and although not as pretty as Jody, he was extremely handsome. We talked for a while, and I found him enjoyable and pleasant. He eventually brought up how Jody, over the years, had come to stay at my place. He was kind of questioning me as to the nature of my relationship with Jody. Without even thinking about it, I told him that he was welcome at my place at any time, and that if he ever wished to sleep over, he was welcome to do so. I didn't think that he would ever come to visit me or to sleep over, but I made the offer anyway. A few weeks later Jamie showed up on my doorstep about ten o'clock on evening. When he came in, we talked for a while and he asked if my offer for him to stay over was still good. I told him that it was. Bedtime was a little awkward. I told him that he could either sleep on the couch, or that he could sleep in my bed with me. He blushed a little at this, and found himself having a difficult time making a decision. Finally I solved the problem for him by telling him to sleep in my room with me. He nodded his head and followed me into the room. Once there I began to undress. He sat on the edge of the bed a few minutes, watching me with down cast eyes, and then eventually stood up and began to undress as well. We stopped at our pants. Neither of us were brave enough to take the last step. I usually slept naked, but I didn't want to scare him. I was also not sure about the purpose of his visit. He might have been there because he wanted sex, or he might just have wanted friendship with his cousin. I didn't want to blow it. We laid at extreme opposite ends of the bed for quite a while, both silent and embarrassed. Finally not being able to take it anymore, I rolled into the middle of the bed and told him to roll closer as well. He hesitated, but finally came closer. Laying with my head on his shoulder and my arm across his chest, we began to talk. He was an extremely intelligent and gentle boy. During the course of our talk, which went on for almost an hour, he began to stroke my back. We were both as peace. Neither of us were embarrassed or nervous any longer. When I began to rub his chest and stomach, he did not flinch or pull away, he just let out a long and contented sigh. It came as no surprise to him when my hand slipped under his waist band of his shorts and my fingers wrapped around the base of his cock. I let my fingers wander through his pubic hair, curling it around my fingers and gently tugging at it. Jamie was erect when I started to rub his chest, but I didn't want to rush things too much. Gradually I let my fingers wander up and over his penis, and then down over his testicles. I cupped his fair sized orbs in my hand, fondling, rolling, and playfully squeezing them. When he was comfortable with me playing with his testicles I let my hand wander back up to his erection. Gently I began to stroke him, not wanting to go too far too fast. I didn't want to lose him through ejaculation, but I wanted to give him pleasure. His sighs returned and his breathing became heavier. When I reached up with both hands to grasp the sides of his under pants, he raised his hips, allowing me to take them down. With Jamie naked beside me, I began to stoke his erection once again, however, this time I did it with purpose, I wanted to get him to cum. I felt his hand on my crotch, and he began to feel me through the material. Step by step he got braver, until he finally let his hand wander under the shorts and onto my bare dick. Jamie removed my undershorts in the same fashion as I did his. When we were both naked, we pulled closer so that out bodies were touching. I kissed him on his neck, and he kissed mine. After a few more kisses I raised my lips and we kissed each other on closed mouths. Jamie pulled away from me, and I thought that he was satisfied and done with sex, however, a few minutes later I felt his warm breath on my penis. I felt his lips brush against my erection lightly. This was repeated a few times, as if he was trying to make up his mind whether or not to suck me. Finally I felt that wonderful feeling of having a boy take your penis into his mouth for the first time. Jamie took about half of my length to start with, and slowly began to suck up and down on it. After a few minutes he descended further until he was in complete possession of me. Jamie couldn't deep throat me for too long. I was fairly large as an older youth. He did, however, keep an impressive amount of me in his mouth at all times. I was aware that he was not a novice to cock sucking. I knew that he and Jody had engaged in years of sex play, and this play probably continued until recently, if it had stopped at all. When I reached to pull Jamie to me so that I could suck him at the same time, he pushed away from me. Either he did not want me to suck his cock, or he wanted to do me completely first. Jamie gave me the most luxurious blow job I have ever received. He seemed to know all of the right places to pay attention to, when to stop, when to speed up, and when to shift action to my balls to allow me not to cum too fast. He had me teetering on the brink of cumming for about twenty minutes before he finally decided to end it. When I came under his final assault, it was deep in his throat. He swallowed everything, not stopping, until I was soft, and he had totally cleaned me off with his tongue. I didn't think that I could ever match his blow job, but I tried. From the way that he squirmed, and with the force that he shot off into my mouth, I assume that I did a fine job. Jamie and I explored other love making that night as well. He eventually requested that I fuck him. I had the feeling that he would be well experienced with being fucked, and he was. I assume that Jody had broken him in, and had fucked his ass frequently. I also had the feeling, however, that Jamie had been anally loved by more people than Jody. Jamie wasn't as tight as other boys his age who I had fucked, but I kept thinking rather than loose, Jamie was experienced. His rectum had a special feeling, a slight gripping and massaging action which inexperienced rectums did not have. Jamie might have been reading my thoughts, because when I had cum inside of him, and we rested nestled together, my cock still buried deep inside of him, he told me that only one other person had ever fucked him, and that he loved that person very much, perhaps more than life itself. Jamie did not have to tell me who that person was, I knew. We both had loved that same person for years. He had captured our hearts, and held us prisoners, unable to forget or not to love him. One day he disappeared from our lives. I knew only then that Jody had also left the life of his younger brother. Jamie came to me in his depression and desperation. I had no doubt that he knew that I loved Jody as well, and I was certain that Jody was his one and only true love. That night was our first and last real night of love making together. Somehow we both knew that it was to be a one time affair. Any other way would be too painful for both of us, because both of us, even when together, were thinking of him. Jody today is married with a family of his own. Jamie is still waiting for his love to return. THE END --------------------------------------------------------- The previous story was presented by Fan Cha Phaw. We can be reached at fanchaphaw@delphi.com.