Date: Sun, 17 Feb 2013 12:11:22 -0800 (PST)
From: Steve Not Telling <giantperson16@yahoo.com>
Subject: JR and RJ Year 2000 Part 1

The following is the story of how two pre-teen boys fell in love with each
other. It contains graphic descriptions of that love, if it is illegal for
you to read such material or if you offended by such material please
leave. It is the express property of the writer and is a non-fictional
story although the names have been changed. Any comments are appreciated
and can be sent to ryanjasonmichael@ymail.com.


                            JR and RJ Year 2000 Part 1


    Unfortunately, Christmas vocation would come to an end, but on the
bright side the second half of 5th grade would be considerably more
bearable then the beginning of the year. I had managed to make a friend and
more importantly a friend in the most popular boy at school, which meant
the constant teasing would subside and I would slowly make friends with a
lot of other boys.

    Things pretty much went on like that until April. School lunches were
spent with me eating with all of RJ's friends and then us both being picked
up by my mom from school and us playing in the cul-de-sac of our
neighborhood until it got dark and we went in for supper, which usually
meant RJ eating at our house and then us doing our homework together. On
nights when we were fortunate enough to have my parents say yes RJ would be
allowed to sleepover. Fact was RJ's dad had more than enough on his
plate. RJ's mom had MS and RJ was not the easiest kid to rein in (he was
after all Mr. Class Clown in Mr. S's class). The sleepovers were the
best. We stay up at long as we could just laying in my bunk beds
talking. As I would soon find out there was reason that the sleepovers were
like heaven for RJ and why he was probably such the wild child like me.

    The night was April 7, 2000 and my life was about to change forever. RJ
and I had gone to the Angels game that night against the Red Soxs with our
little league teams. Little League interestingly enough was about the one
thing where we weren't together by this point. See I played for the White
Sox's and RJ was a Cub, and just like the actual professional teams our
teams did not like each other. The one thing that actually was different
was those Cubs were actually good as were we. Anyways, since it was a
Friday night there would be no questions to RJ being able to spend the
night that night. The game was played on a chilly April night (well cold
for Southern California). When we got home from the game we both wanted a
chance to warm up. Now my parents were not keen on the idea of us showering
together. For some reason they saw the privates as something private and
even two boys the same age shouldn't see each others junk. That meant about
the only way we both get warm at the same time was to go in the hot tub
rather than take our nightly shower (something that we soon figure out away
to sneak into together so we could have fun). Anyways, it was into the hot
tub we went, and it wasn't long after that we were playing truth or dare.

    Now the game started out pretty normal. Dares of staying in the pool
for X amount of time and truths about dumb things kids want to know about
each other. It wasn't too long however before my parents would come out and
say they were going to bed, and that's where the game would take a sudden
change. We were allowed to stay in the hot tub as long as we kept quiet,
and it was RJ's first chance at offering the truth or dare after there
bedroom light was off that the game turned into sexual truth or dare. Soon
it was truths about who you liked at school at dares of things like showing
each other our penises and slowly escalating past that.

    The first of the dares that was asked was tell me what girl you think
was the cutest at school or you have to take your trunks off for a
minute. Now at that point in my life I wasn't really attracted to girls,
and while I had never thought of RJ in that manner I knew that I was gay,
and was curious to see another boy's penis. I figured that I could give him
the same dare and if he declined guilt him into showing me, so rather than
face the judgment of not being attracted to a girl or having to lie about
what girl I did like, I decided to take the dare. Much to my surprise the
dare wasn't even necessary. About half way through my punishment RJ decided
to reveal his own 2.5 inch throbbing erection, and the sight of that made
me grow to my 2.5 inches as well.

    The next of the dares was to play with our own in front of the
other. As I was to find out that night RJ and I were on about an even
playing field when it came to experience sexually. Me being abused by my
babysitter and he by his father. Things would escalate from there to
playing with the others.

    As much fun as I was having with the simple showing and playing with it
I was shocked at the next request that RJ would make, although since the
second he revealed his I was planning a way to do it. On his last dare of
the night RJ would ask me to suck him for a minute. Now regardless of the
truth that he wanted this was one dare I was going to take. I wanted to
suck that cute like white lollypop, and I could only hope he would again
want to return the favor. RJ couldn't get his swim trunks off quick enough
when I said I day the dare. My minute was over quick enough, but that would
be the turning point in our friendship. I would make the same truth or dare
to RJ, and like me he would take the dare. Only RJ had to do everything to
the extreme rather than stopping at a minute. He had a slightly different
target in mind. All I knew to do was sit there and enjoy the ride, and it
was only a few minutes later that I would experience my first dry
ejaculation. We were done for the night both of us exhausted. But it be the
next morning that things got a little bit more entertaining.