Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2005 12:59:46 EDT
From: Robby
Subject: Middle School Memories -- Part 13

This story is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person, living
or dead, is purely coincidental.  This story contains descriptive acts of
sexual behavior between boys under the age of 18.  Read at your own
risk.  Otherwise, enjoy!


Middle School Memories ... Part 13


As I watched the boys running around the lockerroom, I couldn't help but
be a little let down.  Coach always made us shower, giving me ample
opportunity to see a roomful of dicks.  But, on Fridays he gave us a
break from having to shower.  So the boys in the lockerrom were quickly
dressing and exiting to the busses.

I walked slowly to my bus.  As I climbed the stairs, I was overwhelmed by
the noise of the kids shouting, talking and laughing.  Must be Friday.
Excitement for the coming weekend was obvious.  I made my way down the
aisle and sat next to a sixth grade kid in the back seat.  I recognized
him as one of the kids that rode my bus, but really didn't know him
well.  We did the customary nod to each other and then looked off into
different directions.

The bus bounced down the rugged road which led back toward the beachside
community I had grown up in.  As we rode along, I looked past the sixth
grader out the window at the passing scenery.  As I was watching the
trees whip by, I noticed the boy had pulled his notebook over his
crotch.  He must be getting boned.  I remembered that I had often gotten
boned because of the vibration of the bus.  Probably can't wait to get
home and jack off.

"Happens to me all the time," I said, in some found boldness.

"What?" the boy asked.

I pointed at his notebook, and then made a fist with my right hand,
extending my right finger out and then raising it in a motion over
getting a hard on.  I smiled at him.  He blushed and turned to look out
the window.

We were in the back of the bus, so I decided to try something.  I placed
my hand on his bare leg -- he was wearing shorts.  To my surprise, he
didn't move it.  He looked down at my hand and then at me.  I then
squeezed his leg a little.  I next ran my hand up the soft skin of his
leg.  He didn't move.

I then turned a bit toward him so that the boys in the seat across from
us wouldn't notice.  I placed my left hand on his bare leg and slid it up
and into the leg of his shorts. My fingertips could feel his briefs.  I
could tell I was touching his balls through his underwear.  I then ran my
fingers over his dick.  I could feel through his underwear that he was
definitely boned.  I guessed he had about 3" or so.

The bus came to a stop.  He got up and began to exit, carrying his
notebook across his crotch.  He turned back at me.

"You wanna come over?"

"Sure," I said, realizing I was boned and had no way to cover it.

I got up abruptly and followed him off the bus.  I pulled my shirt down
the best I could and followed him off the bus.  Looking around, I
realized this stop was about two miles from my house.  Oh, well.

"My name is Ben," he said.

"Robby," I replied.

We walked side by side to his house, which was about halfway down the
block.  We talked about school, our teachers and shit like that.  He
reached in and pulled out some keys, unlocked the door and invited me
in.

He had a really cool house.  We walked to the kitchen and he got us some
cookies and sodas.  As Ben gulped the last of his coke he asked me if I
wanted to see his room.  I followed him back to his room.

"Nice room," I said.

"It's okay," he said, throwing himself on his bed.  "Why were you feeling
me up on the bus?"

"I don't know," I said.  "Just kinda curious.  I guess, cuz I knew you
had a boner."

"That's cool.  I seem to always get them on the bus ride home."

"Do you jack off?" I asked.

"Hell yeah," he said.

"Can you shoot yet?"

"Just clear stuff.  But, hell I still like it!"

"Can I," I hesitated, and then found the courage.  "Can I see it."

"What my dick?  You like boys?"

"Yeah ... to both."

Ben shrugged his shoulders and then innocently stood up and unbuttoned
his shorts.  He kicked his shorts across the room, and then lifted off
his t-shirt.  I could see he was fully boned, as was I.  He next pulled
down his underwear and revealed his 3.5" dick, which was pointing
straight up.  His little balls hung a little from his body.  He was
completely hairless.

Ben then put his hands on his hips and took a proud pose.  He was
adorable.  Ben was about 4'5", around 90 pounds.  He had blond hair, and
the prettiest blue eyes.  His ass was so little.

"Can I see yours now?" he asked.

"Sure.  Uhm, when's your folks coming home?"

"My mom doesn't get home 'till around ten at night," he said.  "We have
the house to ourselves."

I smiled, and pulled my t-shirt over my head.

"No armpit hair?" he noticed.

"Not yet."

I then unlatched my pants and let them slide to the floor. My boner was
sticking through the slit in my boxers.  Ben's eyes were immediately
drawn to it.  I then pulled off my boxers and let him see my full 4.5".

"You got hair," he said, looking at my little bush.

"You wanna mess around?" I asked.

Ben needed no prompting.  He quickly gripped his boner and began jacking
up and down.  I stopped him and asked him if he wanted to feel something
really hot.  He agreed.  I walked over to him and sat him down on the
bed.  Next I lowered my head and let his 3.5" slide into my mouth.  His
body shook with delight.  He leaned back on the bed, spreading his legs
open for me.  I bobbed up and down on his little tool.  Instinctively, he
began to rock his hips forward and backward.  My hands explored his
hairless body, running over his chest, stomach and legs.

I stopped sucking him and asked him to stand up.  Willingly he followed
my lead.  I took his dick back in my mouth and began massaging his tight
ass.  My fingers found his hole and I began pressing my index finger into
it.  He gasped a little as my finger pressed inside him.  In the next
minute his body tensed.  I could feel his dick pulsing in my mouth.  Then
I felt the gooey warmth of the little cum he had to offer.

"You wanna try that with me?" I asked.

"I've never done that before."

"It's easy.  Just do what I did."

Ben kneeled in front of me.  My 4.5" dick was boned, waiting for his
mouth.  He took it into his mouth.  His teeth scaping along the top.  I
winced in discomfort.  I then instructed him to purse his lips around
it.  He followed my instructions, but found it difficult.

"I'm sorry," he said, backing away.

"Well," I said, not wanting to let the opportunity pass.  "There is
something else we could try."

"What?"

"Do you have any vaseline?"

Ben quickly ran into the bathroom and brought back a jar of vaseline.  He
told me he used this sometimes to jack off with.  I took the vaseline and
scooped out some and smeared it on my dick.

"Am I going to watch you jack off?"

"Have you ever put anything in your butt before?  Like the way I put my
finger in it while sucking your dick?"

"No I haven't."

"You wanna try it?  It feels really awesome."

Ben thought about it for a moment and then agreed.  I had him lay over
the edge of the bed.  He reached back and held his cheeks apart, giving
me a clear sight of his little pink pucker.  I lined up behind him,
placing the head of my dick at the entrance.  I told him to push out
while I pushed in.  He followed my instructions.

As I pushed, the head of my dick popped into his ass.  He gasped, and
wanted me to take it out.  I told him to relax and give it a second.  He
soon nodded that it would be okay to continue.  Slowly, I slid in a
little further.  This kid was so tight.  I was gonna shoot quickly.  In
the next few minutes my dick was completely buried in his ass.  It felt
so awesome, so tight, so warm.

Ben let go of his ass cheeks and laid motionless as I held onto the bed.
I slid my dick out about halfway and then back in all the way.  Soon, I
quickened the pace.  Without warning, I shot a small load into my new
friend's ass.

"I can feel it inside me," Ben giggled.

Spent, I pulled my dick from his hole.  We spent the next hour playing
computer games.  Around four I told him I had to leave.

"Can we play again sometime?" he asked.

"You bet," I said.

I walked down the street toward my house.  Ben was awesome!  I would
definitely try to see him again.

As I walked home, Jody drove up behind me.  He asked me if I needed a
ride home.  I did want the ride, so accepted.  Within ten minutes I was
in my room, lying on my bed, thinking about the awesome Friday I had just
had.  I drifted off to sleep.