Date: Sun, 28 Nov 2004 21:17:45 EST
From: Robby
Subject: Middle School Memories Part 4

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 4


I walked home feeling really awesome.  I know my brother and I had sucked
each others dicks the night before, but it was nothing like what Mike and
I just did.  And above it all, I really liked it ... and hoped there
would be more.  My gosh, could I be gay?  Is this what is in store for my
life?  I passed it quickly off as just being horny because I did, in
fact, like looking at the girls too.  But, somewhere in the deep recesses
of my mind, I longed to be with Mike again, or Daniel ... or maybe even
my secret crush, Scott.

Then something occurred to me.  Mike told me he had sucked a few cocks.
My mind whirled with excitement, trying to guess who it could have been.
Mike was pretty popular, and a lot of other boys did hang around with him
besides Daniel.  Wait a minute.  I wondered if Mike and Daniel had ever
done anything.  Seeing them both naked in the shower today, my mind began
painting pictures of them messing around with each other.  As I walked,
my dick started to get hard again.

I arrived home after about an hour's walk.  Going into the kitchen, I
found a note from mom explaining that her and Larry (my step father) were
going to be at a company get-together.  Jody was never home for dinner,
he always hung out with his friends or some girl he may have met. Jimmy
had a job and worked until ten most nights.  He wanted a car when he
turned sixteen, and was saving every penny he made.

I threw my bookbag down and got a glass of milk.  Without provocation, my
mind went to wondering about Mike and who he was with before.  It wasn't
too much longer that I had a raging hardon.  Since no one was home, I
figured I might as strip down and have a little solo fun.

I went to the bedroom and took all my clothes off.  I really liked
walking around in the nude.  With my dick slapping below my
bellybutton as I walked, I went into the bathroom and got some Vaseline.
(I hid a jar of it behind all the towels in our closet.)  Moments later,
I was laying on our bedroom floor slowly stroking my dick, thinking about
Mike sucking my dick, fantasizing about sucking Daniel's dick, dreaming
about sucking Scott's dick.

My free hand naturally began caressing my stomach, and then my balls, my
butt, and finally my hole.  I was working myself into a horny frenzy.
Without even giving it thought I slid a finger into my butt about half
way.  It felt terrific.

I stopped stroking, focusing my attention on my finger in my butt.  I
tried to push a little bit harder (to get more in) but it struggled and
would not go any further.  I began thinking of how to remedy this.  Then
I thought of lube ... duh.  I took my already-greasy hand and rubbed it
on my index finger.  I returned my index finger to my hole and gently
pushed it in.  Before I knew it I had my entire index finger in my butt.
It felt great.

I moved it in and out a bit.  I couldn't believe how amazing it felt.  My
mind then went immediately to the thought of Mike's dick, and what it
would feel like having it in my butt.  I couldn't believe I was having
these thoughts.  I pushed my finger in as far as it would go.  Then I
pulled it out and looked at it.  My finger was only about three inches
long.  Mike's dick was about five inches.  So overtaken with lust, I
wondered if there was anything in our house that would resemble his
dick.

I got up and began searching different rooms.  I found a brush in mom's
bathroom with a round handle, but it had a bumpy grip that I thought
would hurt.  I next found a marker, but I figured the squared ends would
hurt, maybe even cut me.  I then got the notion of a hot dog, I mean
they're dick-shaped!  I ran into the kitchen (yes, my dick still at it's
full four inches) and got a hot dog from the refrigerator.  Upon
examining it however, I realized it would be firm enough, it was too
bendy.

About to give up, I started to close the refrigerator, but then caught
glimpse of a bag of carrots.  Eureka!  Those would work.  I went through
the bag and found one that was about nine inches long and what I
remembered to be how fat Mike's dick was (which wasn't very).  With the
carrot in my hand I ran back to my room.  I couldn't believe I was doing
this.

I sat down on the floor.  I broke off the top two inches of the carrot,
and gnawed the tip into a rounded shape.  With that finished, I scooped
out some lubricant and covered the carrot,  I stood up and directed the
carrot around toward my hole.  With it at the opening, I pushed the
carrot into my butt.  There was resistance, and it only went in about two
inches.  I pulled it out and thought of how I might better do this.

I next laid on the floor, and tried inserting it that way.  It wasn't
very successful either.  Finally, I got the idea to kneel on the floor
and lower myself onto the carrot, using the floor to brace the carrot as
I lowered my body on it.  I got onto my knees, put the carrot at my
opening and then, using my hands to pull my butt cheeks apart a little, I
lowered myself slowly onto the carrot.

The first two or so inches slid in pretty easily.  Then a sharp pain went
through my body.  I hesitated.  Not wanting to be defeated, I relaxed,
waited a few seconds and then continued.  Another inch slid into my but,
and then another, and another.

I couldn't believe how great this was feeling.  Although it was a bit
strange too.  The carrot was still a little cool from being
refrigerated.

I pushed down against the carrot until another inch slipped into my
virgin ass.  With one finally push of determination, I was completely
seated on the floor, the entire length of the carrot was in my butt!  I
could feel every bit of it inside me.  It was odd, it was strange, it was
so fucking hot!

I next, rolled onto my back with my knees up.  I reached under with my
left hand and grabbed the end of the carrot.  Slowly I withdrew the
carrot about halfway, and then slid it carefully back into my butt.  I
continued this way, my repetitions picking up speed as my butt got used
to the intruder.  With each in and out cycle, my mind fantasized that it
was not a carrot in my butt, but that it was Mike shoving his dick in and
out.

As I worked the carrot in and out of my butt, I continued stroking my
dick with my right hand.  I didn't last much longer.  Without a whole lot
of warning, my dick erupted with (I bet) the largest load I've ever
shot.  It was too much!

I laid there ecstatic.  My breathing began to die down.  I slowly pulled
the carrot from my butt.  Bringing it around I looked at it.  I guessed I
probably had about six or so inches in my butt.  I smiled, thinking that
I could definitely get Mike dick in there.

"Lucky carrot," came a voice behind me.

I had been so lost in what I was doing, I didn't even hear Jody come in.
He was standing in our bedroom doorway, a smile from ear to ear.

"Jody, shit!" I yelped.  "How long have you been standing there?"

"Long enough, Robby.  Long enough."