Date: Thu, 16 Sep 1999 22:57:11 EDT
From: Tavritch@aol.com
Subject: MY FIRST YEAR OF CUMMING OUT

          I Phillip Cummings, was 13 years old when my world came
crashing down around me. Up until this point in my life I had things
pretty easy. I am the son of a wealthy banker from a small midwestern
town. I was brought up in a very prudish and straight laced society. I
had very few close friends my age but I was really enjoying life. I
had the run of the house and the servants, I was spoiled, very
spoiled. Well, back to the crashing down of my world. As I said I was
13, my father called me into his study on Saturday morning, the first
weekend in August. He told me that he thought it was time I started my
trip to manhood and the first step was to get me away from the
feminine world I was growing up in. Oh! I forgot to tell you I am the
youngest child of a family of six and the only boy. So needless to say
I have 5 sisters and a doting mother, wrapped around my little finger.
My father did not spend much time with me, or any of us. He was always
working or away on business trips for the bank.
          My father told me he had enrolled me in a military academy
some 200 miles from home. I ask him when and he told me that he would
take me up there tomorrow. Tomorrow WOW!!!! I thought I would have at
least until September, as this is only the 5th of August, so to get
use to the idea. WOW DOUBLE WOW!!! If you thought the bit about the
military academy was crash enough, bang the other shoe dropped
crashing into my life about tomorrow. I had 24 hours before I faced
what I considered the firing squad. After an hour of pleading, to no
avail I left my father's company to drown my sorrows, and I mean
drown. I had decided to do something I had been told never to do, go
swimming in the swimming hole in the creek on the other side of town.
I figured there was nothing to loose and if I was bad enough maybe my
dad would punish me by not sending me away to that school. Fat chance
of that.
          On my way to the swimming hole I ran into Johnny, a boy I
knew from school even though he was 3 years older than I  and a couple
of grades ahead of me, I was acquainted with him but did not know him
well. When I say I ran into him, I mean I literally ran into him. As I
rounded a corner on a dead run I ran smack dab into the side of
Johnny's dirt bike, knocking it, him and me to the ground. We were
really tangled up, there we lay, Johnny sitting on his bike laying on
the ground and me laying on top of both. Johnny started saying a lot
of things to me like, where the hell was the fire, why was I is such a
hurry, and to please get the fuck off of him, but not in that order.
As we were regaining our footing he saw I had been crying and ask me
what was the matter. I relayed to him what my father had told me and
that I was on my way to go swimming. Johnny told me he was sorry that
I was going away and that beings the temperature was hovering in the
mid 90's. He thought that swimming was a good idea and did I mind if
he went with me. I said no but where was his bathing suit. Johnny told
me he did not wear a suit to swim in, he swam, in his words, in the
altogether.
          As I said I was 13 and had lead a fairly naive life. I ask
him " In the altogether what?" "You've never swam naked before", was
his shocked reply. "Hell no, in fact the only time I swim naked is in
my bathtub at home", I said. "Well, you haven't lived until you have
swum naked, not bothered by any clothes to bind and constrict you, you
are completely free." I hesitated a bit, other than my mother, father,
grandparents and the doctor who delivered me, no one had ever seen me
without clothes on before and I told him that. I also told him that I
knew there were a lot of other people swimming at the hole. He told me
he knew a place about a half mile upstream where no one went, it was
like a private beach. We could go there on his bike, I could use my
suit if I was really afraid of letting him see me naked, even though
what I had in my pants he had one also in other words we were both
built alike. That settled it! I was not going to let Johnny think I
was a fraidy cat, I agreed to going with him and swimming like he did,
naked.
          He told me to climb on the back of his bike and hang on and
away we went. I was hanging on for dear life as I had never ridden on
a motor bike before. Johnny was dressed in tennis shoes, cutoff denim
jeans and that was all. When we took off I threw my arms around his
middle and prayed. I buried my face into his shoulder length blond
hair, closed my eyes and hung on. We had been riding about three
minutes when we came to a screeching stop. I opened my eyes and ask
him what was wrong, he told me nothing. But if I did not loosen my
bear hug on him we would never make it to go swimming, he told me he
would not be alive to go swimming, we laughed. I relaxed my arms and
let my hands drop into his lap as we started back up. I was enjoying
the ride now. It was comforting to feel the strength of Johnny and to
feel I was safe with him. We jostled over the rough terrain, the
jostling of the bike gave me a strange feeling in the pit of my
stomach and I was feeling a bit flushed. This was a feeling I had felt
before but only when I played with myself but I was not playing with
myself now! I was getting hard for no reason and I was feeling ashamed
and afraid Johnny would notice my hardon. When all of a sudden we
stopped. I opened my eyes and saw we were near the water, this must be
the place. We dismounted from the bike and walked a few dozen feet out
of the trees, onto what appeared to be a small sandy beach next to a
50 or 60 foot wide stretch of water. I was about 10 feet behind
Johnny, when he stopped and turned towards me. I was afraid he would
notice the bulge in my pants from my still fully erect penis. He made
no acknowledgment that he even saw me problem but had unbuttoned the
waist button on his jeans and was pulling down the zipper. He let his
jeans drop to the ground and he stepped out of them. There he stood
before me with not a stitch on, no underwear, nothing except his
tennis shoes which he quickly kicked off. I had never seen anyone
naked before and I froze, I was starring at him. There he stood a
little taller than me, blond hair and blue sparkling eyes. I looked
him up and down, he had dark blond hair around his cock and a strip of
hair that ran from his crotch to his belly button. Other than a tuft
of dark blond hair under each arm there was very little hair anywhere
else on his body. He was taller than I and weighted a little more and
that is where the little stopped. His cock was much larger than mine
and hung down at a gentle arch from the triangle of hair in his
crotch, I could tell he had a semi-hardon. I was brought out of my
inventory taking when he said "Billy!! Are you going to go swimming or
just look?" I must have blushed because he laughed and told me the red
was very becoming. He told me to get undressed and not to be afraid of
letting him see me naked because I had what he had, as he pointed
towards himself standing there as if he were a bronze statue, and he
had seen other guys undressed before. He lied because he had exactly
what I had but much much more.
          I pulled my polo shirt over my head and dropped it to the
sand, I bent over and took my shoes off very slowly, I was taking my
time on purpose because I had a raging hardon and did not want him to
see it. I stood back up, he was still standing there watching me
disrobe, which made it even harder. I was now down to my shorts and
underwear and could not stall any longer, now was the time for truth.
I pulled my shorts and underwear off together and stood back up, with
my cock sticking out very stiffly, then I looked at him. He was
smiling and as he turned I could see he had a hardon too. We both
raced into the water. It was cool and deep, it came up to my neck but
only hit Johnny about nipple high. We stood in the water cooling off,
we were about 2 feet apart. All of a sudden he splashed me and I
splashed back, we wrestled around in the water, by this time I was
having fun and no longer was worrying about having a hardon. We played
and wrestled, he grabbed me around my waist from behind in a bear hug.
We were laughing and enjoying ourselves. It felt good to have him hold
me as I struggled to free myself, to no avail. He was stronger than I
was. His hands were flat on my stomach and he held me tightly against
him as I struggled. I eased my struggling and yielded to him but he
did not let me go, he just held me there but not as tight as before.
His hands were now holding me lower on my stomach, below my belly
button, he felt good and warm against me and I just stayed there.
          I could feel his body behind me, I could also feel his cock
at the base of my ass, hanging down. No, sticking almost between my
slightly parted legs, below my buns. He had tighten his grip on me as
he pulled me closer to him, and his hands had dropped further down my
stomach and were resting just above my now raging hardening prick. I
could feel his hot breath at the back of my neck, he was rubbing his
cheek on my back. I stiffened up, he told me to relax, he would not
hurt me and that I would enjoy myself. So I relaxed as he said and
like he said I enjoyed but really enjoyed myself. I felt his hands
move the rest of the way down my belly and slowly but gently take hold
of my cock. I jumped back and his now stiff dick slid between my legs.
His hand felt good as he slowly massaged up and down my 6 inch length,
and any and all resistance melted away as I flushed to his touch. I
could feel his lips on the back of my neck as he nibbled on my neck
and shoulders. I was standing with my hands hanging at my side, I felt
myself reaching behind me and slid my hands up and down his outer
thighs. I could feel him pull slowly away from me and let my hands
slide between us. I was not sure what to do but my hands did. They
glided between us with the palms against him and soon found his cock.
I manipulated him the way he was doing me, he was breathing heavier,
sort of panting.
              He was kissing the back of my neck, which sent chills up
and down my spine. He stopped moving his hands and backed away from
me. All of a sudden I felt cold and alone. He took my hand and led me
out of the water up onto the beach where our clothes were. I had
brought a very large beach towel, which he picked up as we walked up
the beach towards some large boulders and a very large flat rock.
Johnny dropped my hand and spread the towel on the flat rock and then
laid down. He patted the towel beside him, in a motion for me to lay
down next to him. There on this very white towel, lay this blond
haired very bronze boy/man, he was all a bronze color except for the
hint of light skin where he had worn a bathing suit. His chest was
chiseled nd his waist was like an hourglass. His cock was a full eight
inches on a soft. I laid down next to him facing him, he slid one arm
under me and one over me and pulled me to him. I was trembling, and he
spoke to me telling me again to relax and enjoy. Up to this point I
had enjoyed the feel of his body next to mine, his hands on my cock
and the feel of his cock in my hands, what more was there to enjoy. We
lay there holding each other and gazing into each others eyes. He
broke the spell when he said it was a shame I was going away to
school, just after we had gotten to know each other. My eyes filled
with tears and I cried as this boy held me close to him and comforted
me. The sobs were just about at an end when he reached over and gently
brushed his lips against my cheek, then finally kissed me fully on the
mouth.
          His lips were soft as he kissed me and then they parted and
I could feel his tongue against my lips. I was not sure what to do but
his tongue persisted and I finally parted my lips. He pulled me even
closer to him, I could feel his heart pounding and could also feel his
throbbing prick rubbing against my very hard cock. His hands slid down
my back to my ass and he cupped each cheek in a hand and pulled me
tightly to him as he passionately tongue kissed me. I could feel the
hot flushing of my skin. He relaxed his hold on me and slid the hand
on top between us and down to our cocks. Our cocks were side by side
running up our stomachs between us. He took hold of both cocks in his
hand and slid his hand up and down. This made me feel even hotter than
before. He pushed me onto my back, still kissing me and jacking off my
cock. He stopped jacking me off and glided his hand to my nuts. With
the palm of his hand and gliding his finger under my ball toward my
ass cheek. All the while he was slowly kissing and nibbling down the
length of my body. He was nibbling on first one nipple and then the
other. I lay there with my eyes closed but was moving my hand to his
cock and balls and was rubbing him gently, he sighed. His mouth was
now at my belly button and moving further down, down towards my cock.
          I had heard of this being done before, a couple of my
friends at school, were talking about this man who lived across town,
who had picked them up hitchhiking one afternoon and proceeded to suck
off each of them. The way they told it, it sounded so dirty. But what
was happening to me this afternoon did not at all feel or seem dirty.
It felt natural and the right thing to do at this time. Johnny's lips
and tongue were now at the base of my cock, his tongue was slowly
licking up the length towards the head. I heard a moan and realized
that it was I who had moaned. It felt so wonderful the most wonderful
thing I had ever felt. His tongue and lips were now at the head, he
paused with just the head of my cock in his mouth. I opened my eyes
and looked down my body, he was kneeling between my out stretched
legs, his head just above my throbbing prick. I watched with
fascination as my prick slowly disappeared into his warm mouth. The
sensation caused me to moan loudly and reflex caused me to arch my
pelvis toward his mouth so I could feed him more of my cock. I felt
his lips at the base of my prick and then he slowly reversed the
movement and slid his mouth back up the length until just the head was
again trapped between his lips and he was flicking the head with his
tongue. He again started the downward slide to the base and back up
again. He repeated this slowly at first and then faster and faster. I
could feel his tongue lap at the under side of my prick against the
cum chute. I heard myself moan and hoarsely say his name. I was in a
frenzy I could feel the strange boiling in the pit of my stomach and
my nuts as he went up and down and I humped my ass up to meet his
downward slide. All of a sudden he stopped and raised his head, my
head was spinning and my pelvis was still humping up and down into the
air. He spoke "we'll get back to that, but I have other things I want
to do to you." The way he said it I knew I would enjoy.