Date: Sat, 12 Apr 2008 09:58:53 -0400
From: JB <dzd_n_cnfzd@hotmail.com>
Subject: Oh the stories I could tell part 2

here is a small part 2.  Thanks to everyone for their comments.  I will be
working on this this evening and will try to make it more enjoyable to read

email with comments!

dzd_n_cnfzd@hotmail.com


So, I spent my time from the age of 6 until dad retired from the military
playing games with my friends.  Dad and mom took a trip to Tulsa, OK to
interview for a job.  They returned and dad accepted the job.  We moved to
Tulsa.

Not long after we moved, I met Lance--he would become my best friend.  He
lived alone with his mother (his father died when he was 5).  I just turned
11 and was no where near puberty (I didn't start until I was in my 13th
year).

Lance was into Star Wars  and we used to go to each other'sa house all the
time and play.  Lance had a  pool in his back yard--I can see his face as it
was in my mind.  What I remember most were his eyes.  he had beautiful blue
eyes.  One day we in my room playing behind my bed.  I had a captains bed
that stood much higher than a normal one.  I also had a space underneath it
where Lance and I could play hidden.  One day I asked if he knew how to play
truth or dare--I honestly don't remember where I learned it but we played.
I dared him to put his wienie in my mouth for 10 seconds.  He did it!  We
played and played that game over and over.  He never once sucked on mine but
I didn't and still don't care.  I just loved feeling it in my mouth.  Our
truth or dare games were me daring him to put it in my mouth and him daring
me to suck it.

Once he dared me to let him buttfuck me.  I didn't know what he meant and
said no and it was never mentioned again.  Some of you might think I'm crazy
but its true--I never had a desire for real sex at that age.  I loved what
we were doing though I loved the way his little penis felt in my mouth.  He
let me suck him about every day and I never got sick of it.

I hung with another friend (he wasn't as close) who was older--I think he
was 13.  He was about my size though.  They lived in a ratty duplex at the
edge of out neighborhood.  He talked alot about girls so I never asked him
if I could suck him.  One night I spent the night at his house.  He lived
with his mom and brother and his mom went out with a guy and came back
drunk.  We had also been drinking a little.  We roamed the neighborhooduntil
11 or 12 at night then went back to his house.  His brother and some friends
were smoking bud and asked if we wanted some.  We said sure. After about an
hour we were stoned out of your mind and headed off to bed.

He was a very cute boy--had long blond hair and his voice was still high
pitched.  He told me that one of his brother's girlfriends sucked his dick
while we were smoking.  I said he was full of shit but he said it was true.
I wished it was me but didn't have the courage.  I could always tell, you
know.  Anyways he fell asleep--we were both drunk and stoned.  I kept
wondering what he looked like and slowly inched my hand south.  He was a
sound sleeper and had a pair of cutoffs on.  I put my fingers on his wienie
and couldn't feel it.  He was snoring so I slowly unbottoned and unzipped
and inched my hand on top of his undies--back then it was tighty whities for
everyone.  I finally felt it and he hadn't started thinking about puberty
yet.  His was smaller than mine but I loved the feel.  I rubbed it for a
good 30 minutes (I also eventually went under the briefs during that
time--he never got hard.  After did that for a good while I got the courage
up and put my head under the covers and started to suck it.  He never woke
up and neither did he get hard.  I sucked and sucked though and loved it.
After about an hour of that, I had pee so put him back the way he was and
went to the bathroom.  I got back and lay down next to him.  I looked into
his face--he was gorgeous!  I just lay there for a while and his older
brother walked in--I was doing nothing wrong then but it startled me so I
jumped a little.  He ended up telling everyone that he caught me kissing hes
bro.  I wasn't really but know I had a guilty look on my face.  I never saw
the boy again.

I'm gonna stop for now--just wanted to see if I'd get any more feedback.  If
so, the next one will be much bigger.  I know I've left tons out so I may
resubmit the story to get everything in.

JB