Date: Thu, 8 Apr 1999 16:13:43 CST
From: Bill S <byeboy1@go.com>
Subject: Story: Kenny and Me (boy/boy)

This is the first story I've ever posted. It's 95% true.
- George

Kenny and Me

Kenny and I were good friends, even though we lived about 
10 miles apart and didn't get to hang out together.  We had 
gone to nursery school and kindergarten together and had hit 
it off. We never went to the same school again, but we got 
together often on weekends and for sleep-overs. We were both 
what you might call good kids. We didn't get in trouble and we 
did well in school.  

I'm pretty sure we were both 12 when this happened. We 
were having a sleep-over at his house. As soon as I came 
over, he told me to come to his room and he locked the door 
behind us. He reached under his mattress and pulled out a 
Penthouse magazine, the kind with all pictures and no stories. 
I'd seen soft core mags in the bookstores and 7-11. I'd even 
snuck a look at one in a bookstore that didn't wrap them in 
plastic. But this was my first chance to really study one.  
Kenny said he's bought it from another kid at school for $10, 
and we sat next to each other on his bed as we looked at it 
together.

This magazine not only had  naked women (in the most 
provocative of poses) but also one series of shots with a 
man and woman together, with the guy's enormous half-hard 
cock showing. I was as interested in the guy as the girls; I'd 
never seen a cock that big. My own, even with some recent 
growing, was probably only 4 inches when it got hard. Kenny 
and I started talking about fucking and exchanging the limited 
information we had picked up from talking to other guys. 
In one of the pictures, the woman had her mouth open about 
3 inches from the guy's dick, and I said it looked like she 
was going to bite him. Kenny said she was going to give him 
a blow job. This was a term I'd heard but didn't really know the 
meaning of. When he explained it,  imparting all his playground 
knowledge, I was really excited about the thought of one of 
these beautiful women sucking my dick. 

I remember that my cock got hard at some point, either from 
the pictures, or our talk, or a combination of the two. I reached 
down to adjust it inside my pants, and Kenny made a laughing 
comment about me having a boner. I blushed, and tried to 
deny it. Kenny said "oh yes you do!" and made a sudden grab 
at my crotch to feel my dick through my pants. We started 
wrestling on the bed and I grabbed at his crotch to. In fact, 
he didn't resist when I grabbed him, and I could feel his stiff 
dick through the cloth. All of a sudden, we stopped wrestling 
and were lying side-by-side on his bed, fully dressed, groping 
each others crotch, breathing heavily.

Kenny said "want to compare boners?" I said "sure", but 
added "you first." He pulled his pants and underpants down 
to mid-thigh and pulled his shirt up. There before my eyes 
was his really stiff cock, about the same size as mine, cut like 
mine, and hairless like mine. His balls were bigger than mine, 
hanging loose between his slightly spread legs. I just stared. 
This was the first time I'd seen another boy hard. In fact, it 
was the first time in a couple years that I'd seen another kid's 
dick at all.

"You can feel it if you want" he said. I reached over and 
began to stroke it a little. I'd never jacked off, but I knew 
what felt good when I played with my own dick. After a while, 
Kenny said "now let's see yours" and he pulled up his pants. 
I pulled mine down just like he had and lay back. I was 
REALLY hard and the touch of his hand was like electricity. 
He sat beside me and used both hands, cupping my balls 
and stroking my cock in his fingers. I felt fantastic, and I 
would have let him do it forever, but he stopped after a 
couple of minutes.

"Who do think has a bigger one" I asked. "I don't know; 
let see. Stand up" he replied. So we both stood up and he 
pulled his pants down again. We stood face to face with 
totally stiff boners, staring at each other. "Let's put them 
together" said Kenny, and our dicks slid together as we tried 
to see which was bigger. I was getting much more interested 
in the feeling of his cock against mine, so I didn't argue 
when Kenny said "I think mine is bigger", even if they looked 
the same to me (his was a little thicker). 

I don't know which of us started it, but we started to have  
kind of a sword fight with our boners, which had the effect 
of rubbing the heads together and making them feel really 
good. I was getting this really strange feeling in my dick, a 
combination of pleasurable and uncomfortable (hard to 
describe), so I kind of backed off and pulled up my pants. 
I think I had decided the feeling was because we were doing 
something bad.  I was still staring at Kenny's boner though, 
and he continued playing with himself for another minute. 

We went off to play and didn't talk about what we'd done 
until we were in bed that night.  He had twin beds, and we 
stripped down to just our underpants and got in separate 
beds. The bedside light was still on and Kenny said "want 
to see the Penthouse again?" "Sure!" I said, and he told me 
to come over to sit on his bed. It was the same as earlier that 
day, paging through the intensely erotic pictures as we sat 
side by side. But this time we wore only briefs. Kenny started 
to rub himself and said "are you getting a boner yet?" "Almost" 
I said and reached down to touch it, making it fully stiff. When 
we got to the picture of the woman opening her mouth next to 
the guy's dick, Kenny started talking again about how good a 
blow job would feel. Finally, he said what was REALLY on 
his mind. "Want to give each other blow jobs? I'll do you first." 
I didn't know whether I wanted to suck Kenny, but I 
DEFINITELY knew I wanted him to suck me.

Kenny got on his knees in front of me and started pulling 
down my briefs. I stood up a little so he could pull them all 
the way down and then off. Kenny's body was between my 
legs, and he held my dick with one hand as his mouth came 
down slowly to my crotch. Whatever I was anticipating 
couldn't come close to the feeling of his wet lips sliding over 
the head of my boner and his tongue twirling all around it. 
Kenny didn't do any up-and-down; he just kept his mouth 
over the top inch my dick and let his tongue go wild. 
God DAMN! It was incredibly intense, and I told him so. 
He looked up at me as he sucked, and there was a twinkle 
in his eye that he really enjoyed what he was doing. Then 
that strange feeling started building up again. I thought for 
a second I would have to make Kenny stop because it felt 
so weird, but the pleasurable aspects were also incredibly 
strong. Kenny's tongue was going 100 mph over the glans 
of my hard cock and my body was going wild. My legs started 
trembling uncontrollably and it was like  my whole body was 
going to burst from over-stimulation. Then everything exploded 
and the most incredible pleasure flowed though me in waves 
originating at my dick. This time I did make Kenny stop, 
because I just couldn't take any more of his swirling tongue 
on my throbbing boner. There was no ejaculation. I wouldn't 
do that for another 6 months or so, but I felt fantastic!

Then it was my turn to do Kenny and we switched places. 
He was standing up all the way when I pulled down his 
underpants, and he kept standing as I took his boner into my 
mouth and started tonguing it. He was really getting into it, 
and he sat down on the bed while I went to work on him. 
I imitated his style at first. All tongue, no up and down. 
After a while my tongue got sore and I started sliding my 
wet lips up and down on the top half of his 4 inch shaft. 
I found that I really enjoyed the feeling and I knew from 
what he was saying that Kenny enjoyed it too. I kind of 
alternated and mixed the two techniques, mostly because 
it was tiring to do either for very long, and soon Kenny's 
hands were on my head and he was groaning with pleasure. 
Then his body went rigid and his hard little dick jerked 
slightly in my mouth as his hands held my head tight. I knew 
he was feeling the same thing I felt, and I stopped licking 
but left his dick in my mouth until the intensity of his feelings 
stopped.

We got back in separate beds, but kept talking for a while 
about how good it felt. We talked about how we'd like to 
do it with a Penthouse model, but we both knew we'd do 
it to each other again.  This was the beginning of a lot of
fun experiences with Kenny, which lasted until my family
moved to another state when I was 14.