Date: Fri, 28 Jun 2013 21:45:00 -0400
From: jim north <thickcutnorth@hotmail.ca>
Subject: Sharing My Skin

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I love my foreskin and always enjoyed showing it off to my cut friends. I
didn't have any brothers, but all of my cousins were also uncut and growing
up in a small town in south-western Ontario, the other boys sometimes made
fun of us. Once in a while though, some boy in my class would secretly
confess that he thought it was cool and would ask for a closer look. When
we were younger (around 7 or 8), it was nothing more than a
'show-and-tell'. I think my favourite time was when I was 12 and one of my
best friends and I were peeing next to each other in the boys room at
school.

"What does that feel like?" he asked me very seriously.

At that age I was quickly realizing that it wasn't only my dick that was
different from my friends. I knew by then that I was gay and jerked off all
the time thinking about the other boys in my class. And Eric, the guy
standing next to me with his dick sticking out of his pants, was definitely
one of my mini-crushes.

"It feels great," I said, and started to pull the skin back and forth over
the shiny head of my cock, which was starting to get hard. Eric started
stroking his dick too, which was also getting stiff.

"Come to my place after school," Eric said, before shoving his boner back
into his briefs, zipping up, and leaving the bathroom.

I was a little nervous, but Eric lived right around the corner from me, so
I just went straight to his house and hoped for the best. I really wanted
to check out his cock and let him play with mine.

I knocked and Eric opened the door. He said that his parents were at work
and wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. He offered me a Coke and then
took me to his room in the basement. I must admit, it was pretty cool. It
was only partly finished, but he had his own bathroom and a big couch and
TV. If I lived there I probably wouldn't ever leave.

Eric was about my height, but his hair was a long dark brown compared to my
blond buzzcut. We were both past our baby-fat stage and were skinny all
over - except for Eric's cock - which I was about to find out as I hadn't
gotten a good look at it in the boys room earlier. And he didn't waste any
time. He sat down on the couch, turned on the TV to a 'Baywatch' re-run,
and invited me to sit next to him. When I did, he immediately pulled his
t-shirt off, then unzipped his jeans and pushed them and his tighty-whities
down to his knees, showing me his already hard cock. It wasn't very long,
but was really thick and stuck up from a small bush of brown pubes.
Although my dick and balls had started to grow, my pubes hadn't started
growing at all and my first instinct was to reach out and stick my fingers
in the small patch of curly dark hair at the base of his dick. I also
noticed that he had a few hairs in his armpits, which I couldn't wait to
get, too

I reached over and felt his hair which was really cool, but I almost
immediately wrapped my fingers around his fat little dick. It felt so much
like mine but at the same time, it felt so different. The fact that he was
cut was the biggest difference, but his cock was also so much thicker than
mine. It was a strange sensation. I'd touched one or two of my friends
before, but they were just flaccid little-boy one-inchers. This was the
first time I touched someone who had started puberty and had more of a
'big-boys' cock. It was about three inches long and looked even shorter
when I compared it to my skinny four inches. His balls were also bigger
than mine, but mine seemed to hang a lot looser in my hairless bag. When I
touched his balls, I could feel that they had a peach-fuzz covering even
though I couldn't really see it.

"So? Let's go!" Eric suddenly said, and I realized that I hadn't even
unbuttoned yet. I quickly undid my jeans and shoved them and my blue briefs
right down to my knees, too.

Eric immediately reached over and grabbed my boner in his fist. He then
took a thumb and finger and slowly started to pull my foreskin back and
leaned in closer as my shiny pink head came into view. I just sat there and
enjoyed the sensation of another boy touching my dick, skinning me back.
Even my doctor let me pull it back on my own when I went for my check-up,
although he always groped my nuts and asked me to cough, which I thought
was pretty weird.

"It's so freaky, but cool!" Eric said as he continued to pull my skin back
and forth. "Doesn't it hurt when the skin stretches around your head?"

"No. Here - watch this," I said, and grabbed the end of my boyskin between
my thumb and finger and pulled it way out from my body. Now my dick looked
about six inches, but just as skinny. I'd been pulling on it constantly
since I was about three years old, so it had a lot of give.

"Holy shit!" Eric said. I let go and the skin snapped back to its normal
length, which still covered the head with some to spare. Eric reached over
and repeated what I had just done.

"That's awesome!" he said before starting to stroke my dick again while I
reached over and stroked his cock and played with his small bush of pubes.

"Wait!" he said. "Why don't you let me finish you and then you can do me,"
he suggested. I didn't care how we did it, so I just sat back and watched
him get down to it. I was more of a fister on my dick, but he sort of
gingerly used only two fingers on the bottom and his thumb on top to stroke
me good. My head kept disappearing and sticking out again and Eric leaned
in close to get a good look. Watching his face as he rubbed my hard cock
was fantastic and it was only a minute or two later when I told him I was
going to jizz. He started rubbing me faster.

"Here it comes," I said, and he was smart enough to pull his head back a
little bit. I quickly pulled up my t-shirt and the cum shot up onto my
chest and stomach as my cock twitched in his fingers. He slowed down as my
orgasm finished and pulled my skin back one more time before letting go. I
grabbed my prick and squeezed it from the base and as my skin came up over
the head, more cum dribbled out onto my stomach.

"Awesome!" Eric said again. He handed me a box of tissues and I wiped
myself up as best I could. Then I turned my attention back to Eric's fat
little dick.

"Do you trust me?" I asked him.

"Yeah, I guess so. Why?"

"It's just something a cousin of mine did to me once," I replied.

I got down on the floor in front of him and immediately stuck my mouth on
his cut prick and swirled my tongue around the head. I knew that just
rubbing the underside of my head felt really good and I figured he'd be the
same, so I concentrated on that spot before heading down to lick at his
fuzzy balls. I still could barely see the hair, but my fingers and tongue
could feel it. At first he just shut his eyes and moaned, but eventually he
couldn't help staring down at me sucking his cock.

I'd started to go soft, but now my prick was completely hard again. I knew
I could cum twice in under ten minutes, so with one hand I started working
on my own dick again, using my old fist method. I could feel the skin
sliding up and down over my sensitive head and I knew it wouldn't take me
long. I was hornier than I'd ever been in my life.

Just as I could feel my second load building up, Eric started to breath
really hard and shut his eyes again. His eyes suddenly snapped open and he
looked down at me.

"I'm gonna cum," he whispered in a breathless voice. I pulled my mouth off
his cock and started licking his balls again.

"Jerk it!" I said to him, and he grabbed himself with his two fingers and
thumb and started stroking really fast. A second later, he started blowing
his boycum in my hair and face as I was shooting my second load onto the
floor. It was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me in my young
gay life, and I knew I'd never forget this experience.

We were both breathing hard and I stuck out my tongue to lick some of his
cum off my face. This was my first time tasting someone else's, and I think
I liked his better than my own. It was warm and salty-sweet.

I used some more tissue to wipe my face, but the cum that had dribbled from
his prick onto his stomach, I just licked up and swallowed, before licking
a few drops from the tip of his head. He kept staring at me with his eyes
wide.

"Hey man, relax. Wasn't that fun?" I asked him.

"Yeah - I was just kind of surprised. I've heard of stuff like that, but I
didn't think people actually did it," he said. "Especially the eating
part," he added.

"I don't always eat it, but sometimes it's fun. One time, I put my legs
over my head and it went straight into my mouth. That was the best."

We pulled our pants up and watched TV for a while before I left, but the
story wasn't quite over.

Apparently, Eric had kind of a big mouth. By the end of the school year, I
was blowing four other boys in my class about once a week. Sometimes in
groups, but mostly just one of them at a time in their bedrooms or mine.
They were all curious about jerking my uncut prick, but only one of them
ever gave me a BJ. He liked it so much that whenever we got together after
that, we'd '69', even though we didn't know it was called that until we
were older. We actually did it in front of the whole group one time, while
the other four boys kneeled around us and shot their cum onto the two of us
on the floor. That was my new 'hottest thing' that had ever happened to me.

In grade eight, when I was thirteen, I started stealing underwear and
jockstraps from their bedroom floors - never a clean pair from the dresser
drawer. I'd take them home and smell them while I jerked my now five inch
(but still too skinny), uncut prick. Fifteen years later and I still have a
few pairs, plus a jockstrap from one of the hottest guys in high school -
but that's another story.