Date: Sat, 14 Mar 2009 14:56:30 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Venn <johnvenn1945@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Stephen's Discovery

Disclaimer:

This story contains scenes of a sexual nature between boys. If this is not
to your taste, or is illegal where you live, or you find it morally
offensive, then read no further and leave now!!

The story is purely imaginary and bears no resemblance to any living person
or persons as far as I know, much as you or I might wish!

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Stephen's Discovery
By
Alexander


I'd been going to my new school for nearly a year now and quite liked it.
Like most boys in England, I'd left my primary school when I was eleven
years old and went to the secondary one a bit further away. From `the
little school' to the `big boys' school' as my parents kept on telling me
in the hope that I might suddenly grow up overnight from a grubby, scatty,
quite utterly disorganised boy into every parents dream of a model son.
They were unlucky. OK, I'd got better organised: I had to be as we changed
classrooms every lesson at my new school and I had to carry everything with
me. I was less grubby too as I took pride in wearing my white shirt,
striped tie and first long trousers. My hair was its usual unruly mess most
of the time still as it just wouldn't do as it was told and my shirt was
hanging out more often than not as I could never be bothered to tuck it in
every ten minutes. But otherwise I was doing fine.


The best bit was the walk to and from school every day. At first my mother
used to take me there and back, but after I pointed out that she was the
only one who did (Well, almost!) she gave up. I saw her hiding round
corners once or twice when I first started going by myself, but even this
stopped when she got fed up with it. It wasn't the walk I liked, I could
well do without that, `specially when it was cold and wet. No, it was the
walk across the big park that I liked most.

From the age of about ten I knew there was something special about the
public toilets that were there. They were in a sad-looking brick shed sort
of building, with two doors, `men' and `boys'. I'd never gone in the mens
one as I didn't know how old you had to be. The boys one was OK though. If
I was lucky, I could see some good dirty pictures someone had drawn on the
walls and doors. The cleaners washed them all away sometimes, but I didn't
mind this too much as it only made space for new ones. There were lots of
words too, they were dirty as well: ones which would earn me a good telling
off and grounding from mum and dad if they heard me use them. I learned
that one the hard way! I didn't understand them all, nor did I know what
some of the things meant, but the pictures told me a lot! I used to go into
the bogs (the name we boys used) at least once a day to look anxiously for
new words and pictures. It was even more exciting because my mum had once
told me never to use them. Never said why, just `don't'. It couldn't have
been the writing or drawings because she wouldn't know they was there,
would she? Anyway, she wouldn't find out I was going there, so I did.

If I was lucky, I could get out of school quick, run to the bogs and lock
myself in the sit-down bit and look at the walls. It was about three months
after I started doing this when I noticed something. Every time I looked at
the pictures or read some of the dirty words, I got a funny feeling in my
peter. I even took it out a few times to look at it and make sure it was
OK.. It always was, but it seemed bigger somehow and felt brilliant when I
touched it. Sometimes it would even stand up all by itself and sort of beat
in time to my heart. I liked it when it did that.

It got so's the first thing I'd do was drop my trousers and pants to the
floor every time I went in there and rub my thing (prick or dick or cock
they called it on the walls) until it got hard and I had that funny
feeling. Other boys must have liked it too, because someone had made a hole
in the wall so you could look at the dick of the person next door. It'd
never happened to me yet, but I wished it soon would, I'd seen lots of
boys' dicks at school before, but never a hard one. At least, I don't think
so. Some boys have such a small one that I don't know how you'd tell. Mine
was two inches when it was soft and just over three when it was hard. I
know, I'd measured it with my ruler. I once asked my best friend Mark how
big his was when it got hard, but he gave me a funny look and wouldn't tell
me. I bet he never even knew it could get hard like mine did.

Sometimes a bit of watery stuff would come out of the end of my dick (See,
I'm learning not to call it my `peter' anymore now!) when I rubbed it. I
know it wasn't pee `cause it was the wrong colour and it smelt
different. Tasted nicer as well.

I got lucky one day about seeing somebody through the hole. We'd left
school at dinner time because of a teacher's meeting or something. Anyway,
I'd forgotten to tell my mum about it and so had a lot of time to spend in
the bog. I'd read all the stuff on one wall and my peter was very hard. I
wanted to read some more, so's I checked that nobody was in the bog and ran
into the next cubicle to read some more. I'd only got about half-way
through when I heard someone next door.. I pretended they weren't there at
first, but when I'd finished reading I sat down and was playing with my
dick until the stuff came out when I happened to see through the hole. Who
ever it was, was bigger than me, but went to my school as he had the same
tie on. He had his dick in his hand and was stroking it just like me! His
was bigger though, and even had a bit of hair at the bottom of it like in
the pictures! I bet he must have been 13 or 14 at least.

He must have seen me looking at him `cause he stopped playing with it and I
saw an eye looking back at me. I was frightened at first, but he didn't put
his thing away, I think he even rubbed it harder. Anyway, he stopped again
and put a finger through the hole. He must have wanted something, but he
didn't say what. He took it away and put it back through again and wiggled
it. It was funny, but I couldn't seem to stop looking at it. Then he took
it away again and I felt a bit sad. But then he stuck his dick through the
hole! He must've wanted me to play with it `cause he kept pushing it to
me. I wasn't sure if that was what he wanted me to do, but I put my hand
round it anyway and held it.

I must've been right `cause I heard him moan through the wall and he said,
"Nice," to me. Just loud enough for me to hear him. I wondered if he would
like it better if I rubbed it like I did mine, so I began to rub it. I can
only use two fingers on mine, but I could get my whole hand round his, and
it was better. It must've been OK because I felt it get even bigger and he
moaned a lot. He didn't take it away so I kept on rubbing it more and
more. Suddenly it sort of got bigger and loads of white stuff came out in
little jerks. I was lucky `cause it missed me and went on the floor, all
except for a tiny bit which was on my finger. When he'd stopped this stuff
coming out, his dick went soft and he took it away. I was sorry to see it
go, I liked it when it shot that funny stuff out. I tasted it a bit to see
what it was like, and it was alright.. Salty and sort of like medicine, but
it was OK.

He was still next door, `cause I looked. He was cleaning his prick off with
some toilet paper. I thought he might pull his trousers up and go after
he'd cleaned up, and so I made my mind up that I'd put my dick through the
hole and see if he'd tickle mine. It wasn't long enough to go all the way
through properly and he couldn't get a hold of it, but then I felt
something different, all warm and wet. I couldn't work out what it was
until I remembered the pictures on the wall. It must've been his mouth!
Whatever it was I didn't care because it was really, really good and I got
the best tingly feeling I've ever had. The more harder he sort of sucked
it, the better it got. It was so good that my legs began to shake and I
could hardly keep standing up. Then something brilliant happened. My whole
body went stiff and I tried to push my peter through the wall as far as it
would go. It sort of trembled and went harder. I think I must've made
 a noise as well.

My dick went all soft ever so quick after this and I sat down. I saw him
putting his clothes on so I pulled mine up as quick as I could so's I could
see him outside and ask him if we could do it again sometime. He must've
been in a hurry though because he went ever so quickly. When I tried to
catch him up, he turned round and waved for me to go away. I was sad when
he did this and so I sat on the grass.

A little bit later I saw a piece of paper drop down in front of me and when
I looked up, the same boy was walking away fast. I picked the paper up and
read it. It said `4 o'clock tomorrow'. He wanted to do it again!!

I put the paper in my pocket so's I wouldn't forget the time and ran all
the way home so's I could have a close look at my dick and see if any white
stuff had come out. I hoped it had, but if it didn't then the boy and me
were going to try again tomorrow!

Part Two

When I got home I went to my bedroom and looked to see if there was any of
that white sticky stuff that the boy had made, but I couldn't see any. My
dick was a different colour though, sort of redder that it was before.
Didn't hurt though and it still got hard when I touched it. When I went to
bed my dick kept getting hard when I remembered the bogs and the boy. It
was nice.

When I went to school the next day there were some big boys in the bog
smoking, they told me to piss off and `cause they'd prob'ly hit me if I
didn't, I went to school. I didn't mind too much because I knew I was going
to see my friend later. My prick got hard when I thought about him.

`Cause I was early I went to the library and looked to see if I could find
out what that stuff was he made. It took a long time but I found out
something nobody had ever told me before. The stuff is called sperms or
semens and you can only make it when you're older and get hairs round your
dick. The book also said that your dick gets hard so's you can put it
inside the girl when you want to have a baby. That was good cause I knew
why it got stiff now. It didn't say how good it felt though, I think it
should've done. And I wasn't going to stick my prick into a girl for a long
time yet I guessed and so letting my friend play with it was OK. I tried to
find some of the words and pictures that I'd seen on the walls but I
must've had the wrong book `cause they weren't there. All the drawings I
could find were about men and women or boys and girls; none about boys and
boys or men and men. Most of the pictures I'd seen on the bog walls
 were all boys or men doing things together: there were lots of drawing of
men sticking their pricks up other peoples bums or sucking them. I `spose
boys and men did that when they got no girlfriend or wife to do it with. I
didn't much like the thought of a dick up my bum `cause once when I tried
to push a finger in the hole in my bum it hurt and I had to stop quick. I
might ask my friend about it when I see him, I bet he knows.

I tried to see if I could see my friend in school all day, but I couldn't.
Every time I thought I saw him it was somebody else. I was going to ask my
friend Mark about it, but he didn't even know that your dick got stiff if
you played with it so he was no good.

I was sitting at the back of a class in the afternoon thinking about these
things when we were supposed to be reading and my prick got hard again. I
look down and saw my trousers were sticking up where my dick was. I put my
hand on it and tickled it to make it feel good. It was nice. I kept looking
at the book but I couldn't concentrate to read it, my eyes were all sort of
out of focus. Suddenly I felt a nudge on my arm, it was Kevin, the boy sat
next to me. When I asked what he wanted, he pointed to my dick and smiled.
I looked at his trousers and they were stuck out as well. I thought it was
funny and giggled at him. He was playing with his as well. Being careful so
the teacher wouldn't see, I drew a picture like the one in the bogs of a
stiff dick and two balls and showed it to Kevin. He drew a bigger one with
some hairs on it. We hid the paper in my book in case someone saw it. Then
Kevin put his hand under the desk and on my trousers and felt my thing. It
felt better than when I did it and so I did the same to him. His dick felt
bigger than mine but I couldn't really tell.

I moved my hand and was going to pull his zip down so's I could see it. He
put his hand on mine to stop me, but I still pulled it down and he took his
hand away. He even moved down his chair a bit so I could do it better. When
it was all the way down, I put my hand inside and felt around for his
thing. It was still big but it was inside his underpants, so I put my hand
in there as well and felt it properly. I think it was about one finger
bigger than mine and so I pulled it right out so it stuck out through his
trousers. It was a nice one, just like mine. I thought he might want to
hold mine as well so I undid my zip and took my prick out as well so's he
could hold it if he wanted. He did, and I had to hold my breath when he
touched it, it was just like yesterday when the other boy held it.

We pretended to read our books, but all the time we were playing with our
dicks under the desks and it was really, really good. Soon the lesson ended
and we had to put everything away which was sad because I liked what we
were doing.

Before I went to the next lesson I went to the toilets to have a look at my
thing again. It was a little bit red again and the bit of skin at the end
had slipped over the head bit at the end of it. When I tried to push it
back, I felt a big funny feeling which hurt a little bit at first but then
it felt ever so good again. I put my finger there and rubbed it just a
little. It was even better than rubbing my prick with my hand and my dick
standed up even more. I couldn't do it any more then or I would be late for
my last lesson, so I pushed it back inside my pants and run to my
classroom.

The teacher was boring and the lesson seemed to go on for ever. I kept
looking at the clock but it hardly seemed to move. The teacher even told me
off for not getting on with my work once. When the bell went at last I
threw my things into my bag and was first out of the room, running for
outside.

I was first to the park bogs and hurried inside to wait for him. I pushed
my trousers down and rubbed my dick until it got hard. It seemed like it
had been hard all day but it did it anyway. I was reading and looking at
the drawings when I looked down at my prick. It was ever so stiff and
pointing straight out in front like a little flagpole. If I watched
carefully, it even bobbled up and down a bit with my heartbeat. It looked
funny and good at the same time.  It seemed like ages since I'd been there
and I was beginning to get worried in case he never turned up. But then I
heard the door open and close. Carefully I peeped through the hole and saw
someone. At first I didn't know if it was him or not `cause he was wearing
his football things, but he looked back and saw me. He sat down on the seat
and pushed his shorts down so's I could see his thing which was soft at
first but was getting bigger as I stared at it. He wasn't playing with it
like I expected but he seemed to be writing something on some paper. He
pushed it through the hole and I took it. It said to come into his cubicle
next door.

This was even better: no one could see us in there so I pulled my trousers
and pants up and opened the door quietly to see if anyone was there. There
wasn't, so I quickly run into his bog and shut the door after me. He was
still sitting down but he'd taken his shorts down and was holding his dick
in his hand. I hadn't bothered to fasten my trousers and so when I let go
of them to hold his dick they fell right down but I didn't care. Ever so
quietly I asked him was his name was and told him I was Stephen. He said it
was Jason. That was funny `cause Mark had a brother called Jason as well.

I was rubbing his dick when he pulled me forwards and put my dick in his
mouth. It made it ever so hard for me to stroke his prick but I didn't care
for a minute as the really good feelings came when he sucked my dick.. I
could even feel his tongue licking it all over, even inside the bit of skin
at the top of it. I had to put my hands on his shoulders or I would have
fallen over. It was lots better than yesterday because he could get all of
my dick in his mouth, and even my two balls as well. That was the best! I
couldn't help myself as I hanged on to his shoulders as hard as I could and
bit my lips as I wanted to shout out.

He went on sucking and licking me for ages, but he stopped because I think
he ran out of breath. He made me sit on his knee then which was better
because I could play with his and he could feel mine as well. He must've
liked it `cause he closed his eyes and make lots of quiet noises. Then he
asked me if I wanted to suck his dick like he did mine. I knew how much I
liked him doing it to me and so I thought it only right that I did it to
him. It was big though and I didn't think I could get it all in, but I
would try.

I knelt on the floor and held it to me and licked the end of it. It tasted
OK so I sucked it in my mouth. I couldn't get all of it in, but most of
it. Then just like he did I sucked it and licked it all over - it was
really really good. I couldn't get his balls in my mouth like he did to me
so I held them in my hands and squeezed them a bit. I must've been doing it
right because he put his hands on my shoulders like I had and started to
sort of shiver and shake. He even helped me suck on his prick by pushing in
and out of my mouth. That was even betterer but he didn't do it for long
because he went all stiff and his dick sort of swelled a bit. Then I felt
something in my mouth - it must've been that white stuff - semens - coming
out. I stopped sucking for a second because I was surprised, but started
again and tried to get all of it out. I remembered the taste from before
and so didn't mind swallowing it although there was lots and lots more
 of it than last time.

Soon he pushed my head off of him and his dick flopped out of my mouth
`cause it'd gone soft now. Mine was still hard and I was rubbing it quick
to make that feeling come. Just like Jason, when it came I went all hard
and stiff all over and had to hold on to Jason again in case I felled over.

We were both ever so tired now and so we got dressed. We crept out of the
bogs so's no one would see us. This time we walked together for a bit out
of the park. When I asked him when we could do it again, he smiled at me
and said we could do it some more tomorrow if I wanted. I nearly hugged him
cause I was so happy, but I don't think he'd like that so I didn't.

I ran home as quick as I could because I was hungry now and wanted my tea.

Part Three The following day I walked past the bogs and tried to see if the
smoking boys were in there `cause I didn't want to go in there if they
were. I couldn't hear anybody so I creept in and had a look. There was
nobody in there so's I went into the cubicles and sat down. I was looking
at the drawings when I remembered that I'd not asked Jason about the
sticking dicks up bums bit. I had learnt that the pictures of people with
pricks in their mouths were true, and so I guessed that the others were
true as well. I knew that my finger hurt, but what would happen if I used
something smaller like a pencil or something? If my arse got used to little
things, then I could slowly use bigger and bigger things until it was OK to
put something as big as Jason's thing it. If he wanted to. I thought about
this when I was reading the words on the back of the door and fiddling with
my dick when all of a sudden some of them started to mean things. Specially
the ones with times on like `Andy 8pm Monday' or `16-year old wants gay sex
fun'. They hadn't made much sort of sense until now, but perhaps they meant
that they were going to do things like Jason and me did.

My dick got harder when I thinked about it and I started to get that funny
feeling again. This time I rubbed it more and more until I went all squiffy
again. I was sitting on the edge of the seat and I fell off banging my leg
on the wall. It hurt a lot and when I tried to stand up it was ever so
hard. I sat down again and pulled my trousers up. That hurt a bit as well
but I had to do it or I couldn't leave. After a long time I did it and left
the bog to go to school. I had to walk slow `cause my leg still hurt a lot
and I limped.

When I got to the school I was late. Everyone had gone in from the
playground. I didn't know what to do. If I went in now they would ask why I
was late and I was frightened they'd find out where I'd been. So I turned
round and walked back they way I'd come. Then I thought that I couldn't go
back to the bogs `cause someone might see me there from school. I thought
about it and the only thing I thought of was going into town on the bus and
if anyone saw me I would say that I was going to the dentist or something.

I walked round the shops for ages but it got boring `cos I didn't have no
money and I got tired of walking as well `cause my leg still hurt a bit. I
was near the train station and I saw the bogs outside so I went in so's I
could sit down for a bit and no one could see me.

They were bigger than the park ones, and didn't stink so bad. Instead of
the black wall to piss on they had proper little bowls to pee in like at
school and six cubicles not two. There was still writing on the walls and
doors, lots more. But there weren't any holes to look through except tiny
ones in the doors so's you could look at people pissing. They were all to
high for me to look through except if I stood on tip-toe and that ached too
much after a bit.

The writing on the walls was like the bogs and I was reading it when my
dick got hard again so I took it out. I didn't want to fall down again so I
just held it in my fingers and played with it a bit. It was nearly as good
anyway. There was a banging and one of the doors closed in the cubicles
next to me. It made me jump at first but then I knew there wasn't no hole
so I relaxed and looked at the walls again. It wouldn't have been no good
making a hole in these walls cos they were made of brick and way too
thick. You couldn't play with a prick or suck it unless it was ever so long
and so no one had bothered to dig a hole. There was a big gap between the
bottom and the wall, but that weren't no good right down there. I could see
the shoes of the man next door. They were bright and shiny and black
ones. I got right down on the floor to see if I could see his dick under
the wall and if he was playing with it. It made me jump when I saw he saw
me
 and I got back as quick as I could. Then he put his hand under the wall
and waved it about like Jason did through the hole with his finger. He
wanted to tickle and rub my dick I thought but the gap was lots too low to
do it. Then he pushed some paper under and it said `kneel down'.

I didn't know if I wanted to do it with him at first but then thought I
would. I kneeled down and pushed my knees up to the wall as hard as I
could. I felt his hand touch my legs and stretch up to my dick. He held it
tight and started to pull it and rub it up and down ever so hard, and his
hand was all rough as well. I didn't like it so's I got up and ever so
quick pulled my trousers up and fastened them. I opened the door and left
as fast as I could before he caught me.

It was after dinner now and I thought that it would be OK if I went to
school, so I got the bus back and when I got there everyone was outside so
I was good.

No body asked me where I was in the morning `cept the teacher and he just
said `alright' when I told him I'd been to the dentists. I sat with Mark in
the afternoon for Art and I asked him if he had a brother called Jason. He
said yeah and told me he'd told me before and why did I ask again.

I said that I forgot and how old was he anyway. He didn't seem to mind
talking about him much so's we did. Mark said he was 14 and only went with
the bigger boys. I asked if he played with him sometimes but he went all
sort of red and said no. But I didn't believe him `cos he didn't not look
at me. And my dick started to go hard as well so's I guessed they did play
together but he didn't wanna tell me. I wished he would `cause if they did
the same plays that Jason and me did then it might be OK for me and Mark to
do it as well and that would be nice.

I didn't know what to say next so I drew a picture of two dicks, a big, big
one and a little scrappy one. I writ `Mark' on the tiny one and `Jason' on
the big one and showed it to Mark. At first he pushed it back to me like he
was pissed off, but then I drawed an even bigger one and said that that one
was mine. He didn't give it back to me now. Instead he rubbed mine out and
drew an ever so little one and put my name on it. I got him back by drawing
lots of hairs on it and some lines that made it look like it was pissing or
something.

Mark took the drawing off me and drew some little circles coming out of his
dick which looked like it was shooting out some sperms. I must've been
wrong before `cause he knew that sperms come out sometimes. His prick was
hard as well `cos there was a big lump in his trousers as well. I put my
hand on the table in front of him so's he could see it and I moved it ever
so slow to his dick. He never stopped me so I guessed it was OK and I
touched it. He even moved his chair in as bit so's nobody could see us. I
felt all over it and it was OK but I couldn't tell how big it was.

He hadn't touched mine and it wasn't fair `cos I was touching his. So I
picked his hand up and put it on mine. He just sort of left it there for a
bit but then I felt his fingers move just a little bit and then some
more. He liked it! I did it some more to him and he did it some more to me
and we were doing it together. I wanted to get it out and have a look at it
like I did with Kevin but the teacher was walking round and so's I
didn't. But I knew that he would let me get it out for him sometime `cos he
was still playing with mine. I had to stop him soon, I was getting the
feeling and I didn't want to get caught. He stopped me tickling him as
well, but he played with it himself under the desk and I smiled at him. We
had a secret.

I wanted to make sure he'd let me see it properly after so I wrote `can I
see it' on a bit of paper and showed it too him. I thought he might be mad
at me, but he wrote `later. not now.' back to me and I tore it up so's no
body could find it.

After the Art lesson it was playtime so I was going to go outside when I
suddenly thought that Mark might let me see his dick in the toilets so I
asked him if he wanted to come with me and have a piss. He said yes and we
went to the ones upstairs and not the ones near the Art room `cause there
wouldn't be so many boys there.

There was nobody in there and we stood next to each other and got out
pricks out. We was still a bit hard from before and when I looked at his it
got bigger. Mine did as well. I asked him if I could touch it and he said
not here, let's go in the sit-downs. We went in the end one and made sure
the door was locked. This was lots better cause I could see it properly
then and hold it.

We undid our trousers zips and got them out. We touched each others dicks
and held them. It was really good but I wanted to see all of it and not
just the bit sticking out of his trousers so I went to unfasten his belt
and he didn't say not so I did and pushed his trousers and pants down to
his shoes. His dick was a bit longer than mine, but not as thick, not much
though. And he had some little hairs round the bottom of it. When I was
holding it and looking at it he undid my trousers and took them down. I
didn't mind `cause I'd done that to him and it was fair..

I sat down on the bog so's I could get a better look at it and I held it up
so I could look all round it. It was very nice and I squeezed it
softly. Mark moaned a bit and leaned forward so's his cock was ever so
close to my mouth. I opened my mouth and Mark shuffled forward a bit and
let his dick go in my mouth. I licked it and sucked it like Jason and me
did. Mark liked this I think cos he held my head and pushed his dick in and
out of my mouth. It was such a nice, warm feeling that I rubbed my dick up
and down until it got ever so hard and the bit of skin at the end slided
off the end of my cock. This was good and the end got really tickly and
made me go funny inside. I was sucking and licking Mark's prick and rubbing
mine until I started to get stiff all over like before and he was sticking
his dick right into my mouth. He must've felt like me because he went funny
as well and sort of shouted quietly. I think I felt something come out of
his
 dick at the same time but I couldn't taste it as it went right down my
throat. My prick got bigger and throbbed as well and when I looked at it
there was some sticky stuff on it.

Mark and me got dressed again real quick or we were gonna be late for the
last lesson. We didn't say anything to each other but he smiled at me. I
hoped we could do that again soon, it was OK.

When school finished I ran to the bogs in the park to see if Jason was
there. My dick had stayed hard after Mark and me did things and it was
still hard when I went into the cubicle and waited. There wasn't any new
writing for me to read and so I got my felt pen out and wrote Steve, Mark
and Jason on the wall in a clear bit and also `4 ever' as well..

When Jason got there I opened my door a bit and he came in. I had my
trousers down to my ankles and I undid his and pushed his down as well. He
held my cock and rubbed it up and down like before and I felt really good
when he did, so I did it to him. I wanted him to suck me again so I asked
him and he said yes. He sat down and I stood between his legs and put it in
his mouth. He put his tongue all round it and inside my foreskin and sucked
real hard. He tickled my balls as well which was brilliant! I could just
reach the end of his dick and rubbed it with my finger and thumb. He
must've thought this was good cause I could hear him moaning. When he was
doing it to me I thought of all the people who had played with my
dick. There was Mark and Kevin and Jason. I didn't think about the man in
the station bogs `cause I didn't like that much.

I soon got the squiffy feeling and my legs went like jelly again so I held
Jason tight on the shoulders. Then he shot his sperms out real hard and it
went on my legs and dick and balls. He sucked harder on my cock and it went
stiffer and I think some stuff come out but I couldn't see.

When we was getting our trousers back on, I whispered to Jason if we could
try and do like in the pictures and stick our dicks up our bums. He smiled
a big smile at me and said yes but we would have to go somewhere else
because it wasn't any good in here for doing that. I asked if we could do
it on Monday, he said he would see what he could do.

That night in bed I was thinking about all the sex things I'd done and was
stroking my dick. I liked this and I felt really good and warm and tingly
all over. My dick started to throb again but instead of stopping like I'd
done before I kept rubbing it. Then I went stiff and I saw little drops of
white stuff come out. It looked just like Jason's sperms but not as much
and when I tasted it, it was nearly the same. I'd come for the first time!
I felt kinda tired then and my dick went soft but I still was thinking
about my coming sperms. I tried to do it again twice that night but it
didn't do it again and my dick got real sore so it hurt to touch it. But I
tried again when I woke up and some more came out! I was really happy and
felt brilliant. The only sad thing was that I couldn't tell anybody about
it.

It was Saturday and there wasn't any school so I was bored a bit. I
couldn't even go out to play cause my mum and dad had gone shopping and I
had to stay home and look after the house for them. I was thinking about
sexy things when I saw the big encyclopaedia books that my dad bought for
me and I looked for the words I couldn't find in the school library. Some
of them were in there and they were marked with a "!" which meant that they
were rude words and shouldn't be used. I guess that the other words were so
rude that they didn't even put them in the big books. I had to put them
away when dad and mum got back and I had to go upstairs so they didn't see
my boner. (That's the proper word for it Jason had told me). It went down
after a while and so I asked my mum if I could go out to play. She said yes
and so I put my shorts on and went out on my bike.

I thought about going to the park again but decided that if I went there
too often someone might see me and know what I was doing. Then I remembered
that there were some toilets outside the swimming pool and that wasn't too
far away so I went there.

When I got there I locked my bike up outside the swimming pool and went
round to the back of the building where the toilets were. There were about
six boys playing on their skateboards not very far away but they were
younger than me so's I went straight into the bogs as if I wanted a
piss. One of the cubicles was locked and so I went into the next one to it
and sat down. There was a hole in the wall in there and the walls were made
of wood so's they were quite thin as well.

Ever so carefully I bent down to peep through the hole so the person in
there couldn't see me. He had his trousers down and he was playing with his
dick! It was big and hard and had lots of hair round it, he must've been
quite old. He wasn't as old as the other man though because his hands were
softer and didn't look so wrinkly. Bending down a but more I could see his
face and he looked to be about twenty or something. That was alright.

He couldn't see me cause he was reading the stuff on the walls and stroking
his dick at the same time. I sat back on the toilet and took my shorts
off. My cock was hard already and I rubbed it a bit to make it feel good. I
wondered if the man next door would want to suck it for me so I made a
noise like I was coughing. I saw his eye come to the hole and look at my
dick. I made sure he couldn't see my face cause I leaned back against the
wall. He kept staring at it so I stood up in front of the hole so's he
could see it better. I heard him say Nice! That meant he might play with it
or suck it for me I guessed and so I put it to the hole and pushed it
through.

At first he tickled it a lot and rubbed it up and down. It was ace! He went
fast sometimes and then slow. I had to lean against the wall really hard in
case I fell down again, but I didn't. Then he put his mouth to it and
sucked it good. I was really happy now and helped him by pushing my dick in
and out of his mouth a bit. Soon I felt the feeling coming so I pushed
harder and left it in his mouth to let him suck it as much as he could. I
felt it throb two or three times and I'm sure my sperms came out again.

When it went soft I pulled it back and sat down. I thought that the man
would want me to suck his but I felt ever so tired after making my sperm
that I didn't want to. He didn't ask me anyway, he just pushed a piece of
paper through the hole and I heard him leave the toilet in a hurry. I took
the note and unfolded it. It was a five pound note! He must've really liked
sucking on my cock cause he paid me for it! Some of the writing on the
walls also made more sense to me now as well. Not only could I get my dick
played with and sucked, I could get money for it. This was a new and
exciting thought and my dick started to get hard again.

Part Four I didn't do very much over the rest of the week-end except read
my books. I spent a lot of time thinking as well. I'd learned a whole bunch
of things since I went to my new school, some of which scared me a bit. I
kept thinking sex thoughts all the time and my dick never seemed to be soft
for very long, I was frightened that my mum or dad might see it as well. I
made my mind up to do some things. First I liked messing about with my dick
and messing with other boys as well. I also liked the idea of getting money
for it as well, but decided that I would have to be ever so careful which
men I played with ` cause some weren't very nice. I also wanted to have a
dick up my bum to see what it was like. And I also made my mind up that I
would try harder to read and write better cause that would keep me out of
trouble at school and I wanted to read the writings on the walls better
so's I knew what they all meant.

On Monday I went to school early so's I could go to the bog again. The
cleaners had been in and washed all the walls so's there was no writing or
pictures. I was sort of glad about this `cos I was a bit worried that Jason
might see where I'd written about us. I did write just `Steve' on the wall
though and it looked cool.

I also took the money from my bedroom as well and hid it in my locker where
nobody but me knew about it. I'd never had so much money all at once before
and I wanted to save it.

I sat with Mark again today. We didn't do anything in the morning `cause
the teachers were walking round all the time but we had PE in the afternoon
and Geography as well so's we might be able to do it then. At dinner time I
asked Mark if he wanted to mess about again, but he went red and didn't
answer me. I think he was frightened in case somebody heard me.

When we got changed for PE, I sneaked a look at all the other boys
cocks. They were all sorts of shapes and sizes. I'd never noticed that
before. Some were real small so's you could hardly see them. Some others
were bigger, but I didn't see any as big as mine or Marks. Two boys had
some hair, but I didn't mind that, I think mine looked nicer.. Some boys,
three I think, had had their foreskin cut off when they were babies. I'd
read about that in the books. They looked funny without it and I felt sorry
for them. My cock felt real tender sometimes and I was glad the skin sort
of protected it. If you didn't have a bit of skin to cover it, it must hurt
all the time so why take it away?

I was looking at all the dicks and I saw one or two start to get hard when
they were touched. I looked at mine and saw it was hard as well and I
didn't even know! I got my PE stuff on as fast as I could before anybody
saw it and went to the gym with Mark. We were sat on the benches waiting to
be told what to do. I sat next to Mark. He leaned over and whispered, "I
saw your boner!" He giggled at me as well. I went red and told him to shut
up. When the lesson finished I got changed quick again. I wanted to see
Mark's dick but he kept his back to me so's I couldn't.  After playtime we
had Geography and Mark and me sat at the back of the class together. I
wasn't pissed off with him anymore and rubbed my dick until it got
hard. Then I told Mark to look at it and he did. He put his hand on it and
felt it so I did the same to him. It was really cool that we could do this
now. We didn't take our dicks out `cause the teacher was looking at the
class all the time, but we undid the zips and felt around inside our
trousers which was nearly as good.

I asked him if he'd being playing with Jason over the week-end, but he said
that he was in bed with a cold or something. I thought that if it was the
same Jason as I was messing about with, then he wouldn't be at the bogs
after school. I felt sorry for him, and me, `cause I wouldn't be able to
put my cock up him or anything after school. The only good thing was that
I'd find out if he was his brother or not if he wasn't there.

I sat in the bog for ages but no one came in. I saw three or four boys come
in and have a piss and I saw their dicks but that was all. I was just going
to go when the door banged in the next cubicle. I thought at first it was
Jason, but it was another boy in the year above me at school. I didn't like
him very much cause he was a bully sometimes with the littler ones like
me. I sat on the bowl and waited for him to leave. I peeked through the
hole to see what he was doing and he wasn't sitting down. He had his things
round his ankles and was rubbing his cock really fast. He was leaning on
the wall with one hand and rubbing his prick with the other, his dick
pointing down the bowl. Suddenly he shooted his sperms out ever so fast and
hard into the bowl. I heard him say `Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!' and he shook like I
do. I watched as he squeezed the last bits out of his dick. Then he got
dressed without cleaning it like Jason and me did. I thought that was
 gross. He went away then and I went home.

I had two good surprises the following day. First, me and Kevin had a good
mess about at dinner time in the toilets. He asked me if I wanted to feel
him again and I said yes. We went to the toilets and took our dicks out. We
felt and rubbed each other for a bit which was really good. I wanted to
suck his but didn't want to ask in case he got mad at me. I thought that
only good friends did it together anyway and we weren't all that good a
friends.

The second thing was that Mark asked me if I wanted to come round to his
house after school. His mum and dad were going to be out and he had to go
straight home and see if Jason was alright. I don't think that was true,
but I hoped he might want me to mess about with me a bit in his
bedroom. When school finished we went to my house first for me to ask my
mum. She said it was alright but not to be late for dinner. I took my bike
and we went to Mark's house.

I hadn't been there before and I saw that it was bigger than ours and a bit
cleaner and tidier. They each had their own room as well. First we went to
see if Jason was OK. I was a bit nervous at first in case it was the same
person as I messed with. When the door was opened and I looked in, I saw
that it was! I was scared that he would shout at me and tell me to go away
at first, but he just looked ever so surprised and looked at Mark. Mark
said I was a mate from school and we were going to his room to play. Jason
said OK and stared at me. I pretended I didn't know him and went with Mark.

We played cards for a bit and I looked at all his toys. He had some nice
ones, better than any of mine.

We were sat on the floor playing when Jason came in to see what we were
doing. He was only wearing a dressing gown and pants I think cause I could
see all his legs and arms. Mark said Hi! to him and he sat down on the
bed. Mark and me went on with our game of cards and he watched. I kept
looking at Jason and he looked back at me. I could see his dick getting
harder cause his dressing gown got a lump in it. I got hard as well and had
to move so that Mark didn't see it.

I wasn't sure what was happening. I'd come here to mess about with Mark
`cause I thought that's what we both wanted and then I found that Jason was
his brother and lived here as well. And now we were all sat in Mark's room,
with me and Jason with boners! It felt really strange, but sorta nice as
well.

Jason moved and sat on the edge of the bed and asked Mark what time his mum
and dad would be home. Mark said that they wouldn't be home for ages
yet. He looked at Jason's boner and grinned. Then he looked and saw mine
and laughed again. "Boner alert! Boner alert!" he shouted out and stood up
to let us see his.

I didn't know what to do, I felt myself go all red and put my hands over my
dick and looked at the floor. When he stopped laughing at me, Mark came
over and kneeled in front of me and said that it would be OK if we messed
about a bit all together if I wanted. I looked at him again, and at
Jason. He was leaning back on the bed now with his hands behind him and his
dick standing up real big in his dressing gown.

Mark said that he and Jason always had some fun when they got home from
school and before their mum came home, they'd always done it ever since
they were small and shared the same bedroom.

"It's OK if you don't, but me and Jason wanna do it some, and I'm feeling
horny now. You and me have done it before and you can join in as well, but
you ain't gotta if you don't want."  I guess he didn't know that Jason and
me had done it, and I thought that I'd better not say anything just in case
Jason didn't want him to know. It was hard for me to make my mind up, I
wanted to mess about with Mark and with Jason but I wasn't sure about both
together. Jason then said that he'd like it if we all had some fun and it'd
be alright.

`Cause Jason asked me as well and didn't say anything about me and him I
said I would. Mark grinned at me and told me to get undressed.. He started
to take all his clothes off and Mark took his dressing gown and pants
off. Before I could do anything about taking mine off, they were both on
the bed looking at me and waiting. I was ever so nervous because I'd never
been naked in front of anyone else before except in PE and games and that
didn't count. Mark got off the bed and said, "come on, hurry up." He
started to undo my trousers so I took my shirt off. He forgot to take my
shoes and socks off and so I sat on the bed and untied the laces. While I
was bent over doing this and Mark was pulling my trousers and pants off,
Jason put his arms round me and put his hands on my dick. I heard him
whisper "Don't tell Mark." I knew what he meant and nodded my head.

We all lay down and felt each other all over. It was brilliant. I looked at
their bodies as we played. Mark was the same size as me and had a nice dick
and balls with only a few hairs on his cock. It was smooth all over except
for a tiny scar on his leg which looked like a cut or something. Jason was
bigger than me or Mark, but not all that much except for his dick and
balls. They were hairier than ours and he had a few hairs under his arms as
well. His balls seemed to be longer and lower than ours as well, and that
was OK, I thought they looked good on him. I held both their cocks and they
were hot and shiny and ever so hard as well. They were both rubbing their
hands all over me. It tickled some, but it was brilliant at the same
time. I suppose they had played with each other so often that they wanted
to touch me all over `cause I was new and it was my first time. I liked
that and couldn't stop smiling. Mark was stroking my cock slowly and
staring
 at it. Jason was feeling up and down my back and squeezing my bum
cheeks. I felt his dick rubbing against my back and touching my bum, it
must've been leaking that sticky stuff because it felt wet as well.

He tried to stick his finger up my bum, but it sorta closed up like it did
when I touched it. He asked if I'd ever had anything inside it. He knew the
answer to this `cause I'd told him before, but he was pretending he didn't
know, so I said I'd never had.

Mark surprised me by saying that Jason and him did it all the time and I
should try it as well. I asked him how they did it and they said they'd
show me. Mark got on the bed and lay on his back. Jason got a pot of jelly
stuff from somewhere and rubbed it all over Mark's bum and even pushed some
inside the hole. He also put lots round his dick which made it look even
shinier and bigger. I was watching carefully to see what they did
next. Mark lifted his legs high in the air and held them up with his hands
behind his knees. Jason crept forwards and put his dick up to Mark's hole
and held it there. I was surprised to see that after a second or two,
Mark's hole opened up and Jason pushed his dick in slowly. Mark pulled a
face at first. I expect it hurt a bit, but then he smiled and moaned. He
must've liked it a lot. Jason pushed until all of his dick was inside and
his balls were resting against Mark's bum. The sight was really good and my
cock
 throbbed a lot as I watched. I even held it and started to rub it up and
down and the magic feeling soon came all over me.

Mark said to get between them and suck his dick. I was thinking about doing
this anyway, and so was glad when he asked me. I managed to get in between
them and put his dick in my mouth. The first thing I noticed was that the
sticky stuff I'd seen before tasted different to sperms, but just as
nice. I licked it all up and sucked his prick as hard as I could. Out of
the corner of my eye I could see Jason's dick going in and out of Mark, I
felt as if I was going to burst, I'd never felt as good as this
before. Mark and Jason were moaning and groaning together and they were
breathing hard like they'd been running or something. I think I was making
a noise as well but I couldn't tell.

After a few minutes Jason began to go in and out quicker and Mark started
to shout out. His cock got bigger in my mouth and it seemed to get hotter
as well. Then Jason shot out his sperms and shouted as well. He went right
down on Mark so I couldn't see his dick at all. When he did this, Mark shot
his stuff in my mouth and there seemed to be lots of it and I had to
swallow hard so's not to let any leak out.

We all collapsed on the bed together, with our arms and legs all mixed
up. Mark and Jason were still breathing hard but were smiling
happily. Suddenly Jason leaned over me and kissed Mark on the lips and said
Thank You. I was a bit surprised at this, but then they were brothers and I
guess brothers did that sometimes. I thought it a bit gross but never said
anything.

When they got their breath back, Jason said that I hadn't come yet, and did
I want to. I said that I did. He asked me if I wanted to put my dick inside
his bum and do it. I looked at Mark and he just smiled and nodded his head
yes. They got the jelly out again and Mark rubbed it all over my dick so
much that I thought I was going to make sperms before I got it inside Jason
so I made him stop.

This time Jason knelt on the bed on all fours with his bum in the air. Mark
told me to move up to him and put my dick against his hole while he held
it. I did this and Mark held it between his fingers as I felt it touch
Jason's hole. Then I pushed a bit and after a second it went in. It felt
brilliant straight away! Jason said that it was nice and I could push it
all the way down if I wanted. I did that and went right in. The feeling was
ace! My dick was being squeezed all round and it was nice and warm and
comfortable and the best feeling ever! I rested and closed my eyes making
sure I remembered what it felt like cause I didn't ever want to forget
it. Then I copied what I'd seen Mark do and moved in and out very slowly.
The feelings got really intense and I couldn't stop myself from making
growling sorts of noises. I must have been doing it OK because Jason was
making noises again as well. Mark crawled under Jason and took his big cock
in his mouth and sucked it so hard I could see his cheeks going in and
out. He also rubbed Jason's cock up and down a bit at the same time he did
his own. I didn't care much about Mark just then though because I was
thinking about what I was doing with Jason. He said for me to do it harder
and I did it as hard as I could and it got much better.

Soon I was sort of doing it without thinking and went faster and faster. It
came out once but I quickly grabbed it and pushed it back again as fast as
I could. I knew I was going to shoot again because I got hot and sticky all
over and before I knew it pushed myself in as far as I could and stopped
whilst my dick throbbed and throbbed. I'd never felt quite like this before
and wished the feeling would stay for ever it was so brilliant.

It was ages before it went soft and had to take it out. I didn't want to,
but Jason said to get it out so I did. We all laid on the bed again and
rested. I think we were all tired, it happened to me after I shot some
sperms out every time. So I guess they were the same.

I was grinning lots and happy that we'd had some fun, I said that I'd liked
what we done ever such a lot and asked if we could do it again. They
laughed and said yes, but not today `cause their mum and dad would be home
soon. I'd forgotten all about them and was glad they'd remembered so we
wouldn't get into trouble. We all got dressed and I said that I was going
to go home. Mark said he'd get his bike and come with me. I was glad about
that `cause it meant we were still friends.

We rode or bikes home slowly and talked about what we'd done. He said what
we'd done was called `fucking' and `wanking'. I'd heard and read these
words before of course but never knew what they meant until now. I was glad
that Mark told me. Even more of the writing on the walls made sense now. I
was learning lots of things. When we got to my house Mark put his hand on
my trousers and rubbed my cock. It got hard again straight away. I liked
him doing that but was afraid someone might see us and so said to stop. I
thought he was going to kiss me as well but he didn't. I don't think I
would have liked that. Anyway, I said goodbye to him and that I would see
him tomorrow at school. He said OK and went home.

That night in bed I decided that I wanted to be fucked like Jason and Mark
did, but knew that I'd have to make my hole bigger before I could do
it. I'd tried before as I've already said but this time I meant it as I
really wanted to do it. Getting out of bed, I took my pyjamas off and went
to my desk. After a bit I sorted out some things I could start practising
with. First there was a pencil, then a thin felt tip pen, then a bit bigger
one. The biggest thing I could find was a Christmas candle that had fallen
on the floor. It was still a lot smaller than either Mark's or Jason's
prick, but it would do until I could think of something else.

I lay sideways on my bed and pushed the pencil in first. It didn't want to
go to begin with, but I pushed gently and then it went in. It hardly hurt
at all once it was in and I rested while I felt what it was like. Then I
took it out and quickly pushed the felt tip in. This time it was easier and
so I pushed it nearly all the way in. That felt really good and so I
wiggled it about a bit. Suddenly I went all stiff again and my cock got
harder, and I hadn't even touched it yet! I saw all sorts of coloured
lights and my mind went blank. I even moaned loudly, I couldn't help it. It
was so loud that I thought my mum might have heard me so I pulled it out
and pulled the bed clothes over me. When I could breath properly again, I
felt my forehead and I was sweating!

I listened for any noises, but there weren't any, so I carefully pushed the
pen back in again and wiggled it. If I got it in the right place I saw the
stars and lights again and felt tingly. This was brilliant! If this
happened when you were being fucked, then I wanted to try it as soon as I
could!

I looked at my cock and saw the white stuff had come out. I picked it up
with my finger and tasted it. It was proper come, just like Jason's! I was
really glad and smiled happily. I thought about going to sleep with the pen
up my bum to make it stay bigger, but thought that it might slip right
inside and I wouldn't be able to get it out. I laughed a bit to myself as I
wondered how I could explain that to my mum!

I fell asleep soon and dreamed of me and Jason and Mark doing it to each
other again. The dream was all mixed up with pictures of me and men in the
toilets and lots of money as well. When I woke up my sheets were sort of
wet and sticky and my dick was hard. It wasn't piss so I tasted it a little
bit and it was more come which I'd made when I was sleeping!. I must
remember to tell Mark about that. I also made my mind up that I liked my
sex games and I wanted lots more.

Part Five

Nothing much happened for the next few weeks. Mark and me and Jason got
together a few times and had some fun but it was difficult as their parents
worked shifts and usually one of them was in the house when we got
home. The good thing was that I went there so often after school that my
mum stopped asking where I was and I didn't always tell her, it got so she
guessed I was there if I wasn't at home. I kept on trying bigger and bigger
things in my bum and slowly it was getting easier. Both Mark and Jason
tried a couple of times to put their things in me but it didn't work and I
got pissed off. Oh, and the other thing was that I got better at reading
the stuff on the walls. If I didn't know what something meant, I could ask
Jason now and that was good.  It was getting towards winter now, the
weather was turning cold and wet and so the bogs weren't always a good
place to go. They got very cold and damp and you couldn't stay in them very
long. It was also harder to get my dick to stand up `cos it was cold!

The best thing was that I found there were some toilets down at the market
place which I didn't know about until one day when I was out on my bike. I
was a bit bored and was having a look round the market for something to do
when I needed to go for a piss badly. I didn't know where to go so I asked
a man on a market stall and he told me that there were some round the back
of the market. When he told me, he looked at me and said, "Be careful in
there and don't hang about too long."

It took me a minute or so to work out what he meant, and when I did, I
smiled to myself and ran there as quick as I could.

We only had a market on Wednesdays and Saturdays so they didn't do the
cleaning the bogs up very much I suppose. Anyway they were dirty and smelly
inside and not very good. There were only three cubicles which weren't
enough for all the people that wanted to use them because there was a
queue. I would have gone into one if there hadn't been so many people
waiting, but it would be embarrassing waiting in the queue so I went and
stood for my piss. It was a bit scarey getting my dick out with all these
men around and I'm sure that they were looking at me and my dick so I did
it as fast as I could and left. One or two of the men in the line waiting
for the toilet smiled at me when I went to go out and I could guess what
they wanted. That was a pity `cos I had no money and one of them looked OK.

I walked round for a bit so's my cock would go soft and then I got on my
bike and went into town. I was feeling randy now (a word Mark told me that
means you want some sex fun) and suddenly thought of the toilets near the
station. I pedalled there as quick as I could with my dick getting hard
again.

I chained my bike to the racks at the station and ran to the toilets
pretending I wanted to piss in a hurry. When I go in there, I was
disappointed to find no one in there. Still, I locked the door and sat on
the bowl reading the walls. I got my dick out and started to play with it
until it got really hard, just how I liked it. There were lots of messages
asking people to meet them for sex fun, and I thought it must be OK to be
old and meet someone whenever you wanted to mess about. I thought about
putting my name on the wall but then thought that someone might see it and
get me into trouble. The youngest persons names were 16 and they all said
their dicks were seven or eight inches long. Mine was only four and a bit,
and even Jason's was only nearly six inches (we'd all measured them one
day). I don't know how anyone got a seven inch cock in their mouth or even
worse, up their bum. It must hurt an awful lot and wouldn't be much fun.
After about ten minutes someone came in next door and sat down. I peeked
under the wall and saw his trousers round his ankles. I don't think he was
interested in having some sex fun though because I heard him shitting and
the smell was really gross! I got back and sat down again and waited. Two
more people came in and did the same thing, I was getting fed up with
waiting and had made my mind up to go home when another man came in. I'd
stopped looking under the wall by now in case I got caught. I didn't need
to this time though because this man put his foot under the wall into my
cubicle, just a bit so's I could see it. He was wearing trainers and not
shoes so he must have been not very old. I didn't know what to do next so I
just kept looking at it. He tapped it on the floor a few times, which I
guess meant that he was interested in doing something, but I still didn't
know what to do. I stuck my foot under the wall near his to say that I
 wanted to do something. He must've seen it because the next thing was that
he passed a bit of paper and a pen under the wall for me to read. All it
said was interested?, age? and likes?.

I was glad now that I'd learned to read better and I'd learned some new
words. I thought about it for a minute and decided that I wouldn't tell him
my proper age in case he thought I was too little, so I put `yes' and `14'
down. I didn't know what to put for `likes' `cos I didn't know what he
meant. I liked having my dick sucked and putting it up Mark and Jason's
bum, but we couldn't do that here very well. I put `playing' and `sucking'
down anyway to see what he did. I thought that if he wanted to suck it, I
might be able to lay on the floor for him so's he could reach it.

I pushed the note back and waited. He must've liked what I'd put cause he
wrote something and gave it back to me. It said `can I suck you? and `how
much?' He was going to give me some money! Last time I got five pounds for
doing it and so this time I wrote `ten pounds' and `yes'. The next thing
was that he waved a ten pound note under the wall. I took it and stuffed it
in my back pocket. Then I pushed my trousers all the way down to my ankles
and knelt on the floor like I did before. He pushed his hand through and I
felt him hold my cock and rub it a bit. This time his hands were nice and
soft and when I looked at it, it looked sort of young but older than
me. The way he played with my cock was brilliant! Somehow it was much
better than when Mark or Jason or Kevin did it and I got really really
hard. He pushed the foreskin back and tickled the head of my dick so much
that I started groaning, but I tried to keep as quiet as I could.

Next he layed down on the floor and tried to get his head under the gap,
but he couldn't so I lay down as well and pushed my dick under the
wall. That was better and he could just get some of my dick in his mouth. I
could feel his nice warm tongue licking all over it and his mouth felt wet
and nice. When he started sucking, I thought I would faint or something
`cos he did it really hard. It hurt a bit at first but I got used to it and
it was OK. I tried to get my hand under the wall so's I could be fair and
play with his dick but I couldn't quite reach so I gave up and pushed my
cock under the wall as far as I could. The floor was ever so cold and I
felt my legs getting frozen, but after a bit I couldn't feel it any more
`cause I was so happy with him sucking me. I wanted it to go on for ages
and ages but very soon I got that tingly feeling coming. I wanted to tell
him that I was going to come (Mark says it should be `cum', but I think
 he's got it wrong), but I thought that someone might hear me if I did. My
dick started to throb like it always does when I make the sperms and I
managed to push it in a little bit more. When I came I felt about six
spurts shoot out and I couldn't help it, but I sort of yelped a bit when I
did it. He carried on sucking a bit more until he'd got all he could out of
me and I had to get my cock back because it was feeling a bit tender now. I
was only feeling a bit tired this time and I was starting to get up off the
floor when he put his knees under the wall for me to play with him. I
stopped feeling tired and put my arm under so's I could find his dick. When
I got hold of it, it didn't seem att that big, not much bigger than
Jason's. It was a bit hairy and I liked that.. I began to stroke him up and
down and he started to groan quietly. It was really hard wanking him like
this and my arm got tired, but he'd sucked me good and I'd got ten
 pounds so's I had to make him come. It didn't take long luckily and I felt
his cock stiffen a bit and the next thing was I felt his sperms on my
hand. It was hot and gooey sort of, but not bad. I kept on doing it until
he made me stop and I got my arm back. There was lots and lots of sperms on
it and I tasted it like I always did. It was different to anything I tasted
before and realised that everyone's must taste the same but different
somehow, which was good.

I cleaned my hands and dick with some toilet paper and pulled my trousers
back up. I felt better now `cos I wasn't randy any more and my dick had
gone soft. I went out of the toilets and walked to my bike. Sat on a bench
was the man I'd just played with, I knew `cos he had the same trainers and
trousers on. I guess he must've been about twenty and had nice hair. He
smiled at me and nodded just a bit and I nodded back.

On the way home I thought that I would tell Mark and Jason about what I'd
found out about the toilets, but then thought they might not like it if I
went with someone else and got some money for it. They were a bit funny
like that I'd worked out. It was alright for us to mess about, but it was a
big, big secret to them and no one must ever find out. I didn't think it
was all that big a secret, just one that you didn't tell most people. I
wanted to keep friends with them so I decided to keep the things I knew
about the toilets to myself.

It was Christmas soon and we'd had our school tests. My mum and dad were
really pleased with me because I'd come near the top of my group in English
and Science and was going to be moved up a group, which meant that I would
be with Mark for a lot more lessons. That was nice as we could work
together. Dad said something about my work getting much better now I was in
the senior school and that it had done me good. I didn't tell him the real
reason why I'd got better at English though. In the past three months I'd
grown up a lot I thought, and one day I made a list of what I thought was
good. First was me and my dick. It'd grown some in the three months and I
even had a few dark hairs coming. I could make sperm (no `s' Jason says)
every time I wanked or jerked off and as well as having lots of sex fun
with Jason and Mark, I could get money sometimes when I wanted some. Second
was school. I was in a better group than before and I hadn't
 been in as much trouble at school as I had been before about being lazy
and scruffy. Last was my bum. I could now get the biggest felt tip pen and
the candle up it mostly. The feelings I got when I did it in my bed at
night got better and better and I was doing it nearly every night now. It
wouldn't be long before Mark would be able to do it for me, and then
Jason. I nearly got into trouble once and was nearly caught by my mum. I
thought they were in bed when I was pushing the candle in and out when I
hit that funny place up my bum. I couldn't help but shout out and my body
went stiff like never before. It was so sudden and so good that I fell out
of bed onto the floor. Mum came rushing in my room to see what had happened
to me. I went ever so red and said that I'd turned over and fallen out of
bed.. She laughed at me and tucked me back in bed. Lucky she didn't see the
candle in my hand which just a few seconds before had been halfway up my
bum!

Because I'd done well at school, they promised to buy me a computer for
Christmas which was going to be brilliant! The last good thing which I
wrote down was that Mark had asked me if I wanted to sleep at his house one
night after school had finished and before Christmas. When I asked my mum
if I could, she said OK. She even promised to buy me some new underwear and
pyjamas for when I did. I didn't think it very clever to tell her that
there wasn't much point as I didn't expect to wear them for very long, if
at all!!

School finished on the Wednesday about ten days before Christmas and we
were allowed to leave at dinner-time and have the afternoon free. This
meant that we could all go back to Mark's house to play. Mark and I used to
ride our bikes to school together now, I'd almost stopped going to the bogs
in the park now as I didn't need to meet Jason there anymore, and in any
case it was usually too cold these days. I still went to the ones in town
sometimes, it was exciting and good fun.

When we got to his house, there was a note from Jason saying that he'd gone
to his mates and to tell his mum that he wouldn't be back until tea time. I
was a bit sad at first, but then I saw a look in Mark's eye that said
things would be OK even though he wasn't there! We grabbed some sweets and
Coke from the kitchen and went up to his room.. We played with his toys at
first but soon got bored with them and went on the computer. That soon got
boring as well, they weren't on the internet at home like we were at
school, their mum and dad wouldn't let them. I think that we were both
thinking sexy things while we were playing and that's why we were bored. My
dick as usual had been hard from the time I left school and I kept having
to move it so's it didn't hurt. Mark was playing with his a bit as well. We
looked at each other sometimes and went a bit red when we saw what we were
doing. My mind was all full of sexy things, I was feeling randy
 again by just being here alone with the best friend in the whole world. I
looked at him when he had his hand on his dick and said "Do you wanna mess
about a bit?"

I think he'd been waiting for me to say something because his face sort of
lit up and he smiled a big grin. "Yeah!" he said and jumped on the bed.

I got on with him and we undressed each other. I'd got as far as his
underpants when he suddenly jumped off the bed and said that he was going
to lock the doors just in case anyone came in. I thought this a bit odd
`cause he'd never done that before. I thought that maybe it was because
Jason wasn't here and he was a little afraid of anyone coming in.

Anyway, he was soon back on the bed and took his pants off quick. Mark and
me had done lots of sexy things together, but we hadn't ever been by
ourselves very often `cause Jason was there. In fact I think it was only
the second or third time that we'd actually been nude together in his
bedroom without Jason. We got under the bedclothes and sort of squished up
close to each other. Somehow I felt that Mark was in a really randy mood
today. Straightaway he put both his hands under the bedclothes and held my
balls and cock. I felt about for hist cock and just held it. We looked at
each other for a second and grinned. He moved his head towards me and I
thought he was going to kiss me, but he didn't. I wouldn't mind now if he
did though, it seemed right somehow with just the two of us, and my cock
was big and hard already. He sort of rested his forehead on mine and looked
down. I tried to look at his face, and as I moved my head our lips got
closer
 and so I kissed him ever so quick on the lips. I don't know what made me
do it, but it happened so quick. I went red and started to say I was sorry
when he sort of smiled at me a tiny bit and said, "I like that. Do it
again." So I did and for a bit longer this time and it was pretty good. His
lips were all sort of soft and fluffy and tasted nice.

He must've liked it because his dick jumped a bit in my hand and got
stiffer. Mine did as well. We kissed like that for ages, quick ones and
longer ones. It was a terrific feeling having someone kiss you like that
and holding your prick and balls at the same time, especially when you were
naked and cuddled up close together. I could feel all his body against mine
and it was fantastic! It was so good that I thought I was going to come and
we hadn't even done anything yet. There was lots of that watery stuff
coming out of my dick which always happened when I felt sexy. It didn't
taste like sperm, but it was good anyway.

Suddenly I had an idea. We were both feeling ever so randy and I thought
that I would be able to get his dick inside me now. I stopped kissing him
and whispered that he could put his cock up my bum if he wanted. He stared
at me as if it was Christmas already and said "Yeaaah!" quietly.

We found the jar of jelly stuff and we put it all round my bum hole and all
over his dick. I couldn't wait to start and so lay on my back as he got
ready. He said for me to turn over so's I was kneeling on all fours, he
said it was best that way. As quick as I could I turned over and stuck my
bum in the air. I breathed in sharply when his dick touched my bum and it
went all tight. I thought that it wouldn't relax again at first, but all
the practice I'd had must've worked because it opened up more and Mark's
cock went in as easy as anything. It only hurt a little bit at first but
that soon went away and I said he could push it right in now.

He did and it was really, really good. I could feel all his cock inside
me. It felt a lot bigger than it was, sort of filling me all up. It was hot
as well. When I'd got used to it I said it was Ok if he started now and so
he began to fuck me properly. I felt his hands on my waist as he steadied
himself whilst he pushed in and out. I tried to wank myself off at the same
time, but I couldn't stay on my knees if I did, I almost fell over. Mark
was good though, cause he saw what I was trying to do and managed to get
his hand underneath me and slowly wanked me as he went in and out..

I'd wanted to do this for ever and ever, and now I was actually being
fucked by my best friend in his bed. It was absolutely fantastic. I could
feel every little bit of his cock as he slid in and out and all his fingers
on my cock as well. I moaned and groaned every time I felt him move and
started to throw my head from side-to-side, the pleasure was almost too
much for me and I thought I was going to pass out or something, but I
didn't. Instead the feelings got better and better and I felt warm and
tickly all over, the tingly feeling was the best ever! He sometimes went
slow and sometimes fast. He seemed to know what to do and when to do it and
I kept seeing coloured lights and stars and things when his cock touched
that magic spot inside my bum. There was nothing in the world just then
except for the brilliant feeling of Mark's dick filling all my insides and
his hand stroking me as well. I wanted not to come just yet, I wanted him
to fuck me for
 ages and ages, but I couldn't stop it happening. Quicker than ever before
I felt my cock throb and get bigger and I shot loads and loads of come all
over his bed, but I didn't care. I screamed and screamed as quiet as I
could manage, but I didn't really care how loud I was. Mark shouted out as
well when he came inside me. I even felt the throbs of his dick and the
lumps of sperm come out of it. I let out a big long breath, I must have not
been breathing for ages and I didn't know. And I didn't feel sort of tired
this time like I usually did, instead I felt brilliant and happy and glad
and ..... all sorts of things.

We fell over on the bed and grinned at each other as if we were stupid or
something. We were both sweating and breathing fast, but I just about
managed to whisper `brilliant!' to Mark and kissed him a little bit. Mark
said that it was the best ever. I didn't know `cause it was my first time
but it was a lot more exciting and better than I thought it ever would be.

I don't know how long we stayed there like that in his bed, but our cocks
got hard again real quick and felt good. I asked Mark if he wanted to do it
to me again, but he said he was tired and didn't think he could manage
it. I felt a bit sad then, but he said I could do it to him if I wanted.

This time he lay on his back and put his legs over my shoulders. We didn't
need to use any jelly stuff this time `cause my dick was all slippery with
my come. It went in easy and I looked at him as I got it in.. I could tell
he was happy as he smiled at me and said, "that's nice".

I fucked him ever so slowly and gently. I guess because I'd just come and
given him all my sperm, I could take my time. This was like we'd never done
it before, much slower and more fun. I wiggled my dick about inside him
which made him giggle. I even squeezed his cock when I touched it and it
was OK. When I got the special feeling coming, it wasn't quite as strong as
before but it was really good. When I shot my spunk (another new word!) up
him, it was so powerful that it hurt my dick a bit, but it was a good
hurt. He even managed to shoot out two out three little bits as well which
I scooped up and ate.

We must have fallen asleep then because the next thing I knew was a loud
banging on the front door. It frightened us both at first but then we heard
Jason shouting out for Mark. We grinned at each other and Mark put just his
trousers on and went to let him in.  I tried to get dressed as quickly as I
could before Jason came upstairs and was trying to fasten my shirt when he
came in.

"You'll never do it that way," he laughed, "It's inside out.."

I giggled nervously at him and turned it the right way round. He asked if
we'd been having fun and we both looked at each other, went red and said,
"Yes."

"I can guess what sort as well. Everything OK?"

We said that it was and then Mark blurted out that we'd actually done it!
Together! Jason was alright with it, much to my surprise, and said well
done to me. I was happy again and kept telling him how good it was and all
that stuff. I think he wanted us to have some more fun all together, but it
was time for me to go home. I'd've liked to do it some more, but I knew
that if I was late then I'd probably be grounded for ages and so I made
sure I was dressed properly and rode my bike home. Just as I was riding
down the road, I turned to see if they were at the window to wave goodbye
like they usually did. They were both there, with their shirts off and arms
on each others shoulders. I laughed a bit to myself `cause I knew just what
they'd be doing before I got home. I didn't care that much because I'd done
it already today and was glad.

Part Six

December 19th was a Friday and that was the night that I was going to sleep
at Jason and Mark's house. My mum seemed to be almost as excited as I
was. It was the first time I'd had a sleep-over at anyone's house since I
was about nine when I stayed at a cousin's when my parents went out
somewhere. She'd bought me new pants and pyjamas as I told before, saying
that I had to look smart. Smart for God's sake! I was having a sleep-over,
not a party; well not that sort anyway. I suppose that she wanted to create
a good impression for me; I was glad she didn't know that they'd seen my
underwear loads of times before, and what they looked like wasn't exactly
on the top of their list.

I wanted to buy the brothers something for letting me sleep with them and
didn't know what to get until I thought that getting some drinks and sweets
and things would be a good idea, we could have a midnight feast then. There
was also a good film on tv which might be worth watching if we weren't
doing anything else! I had the usual problem though - no cash. The last
time I got some extra money was when I got the ten pounds for letting the
man suck me, and that was OK, so I went into town on my bike. Instead of
going to the station I made my mind up to go and try the bog at the
market. There wasn't a market today and with a bit of luck it would be
quieter.

I soon got there and hid my bike in the bushes so's it wouldn't get pinched
or anything. I took a careful look round and didn't see anyone so I dashed
into the toilet and locked the door. The walls were made of brick in this
one but someone had made a great big hole by taking one of them out. That
was excellent except you could see everything through it and not just a
tiny bit of the cubicle like in the others. There was lots of paper on the
floor, and looking at it I guessed that it'd been used to block most of the
hole up so's you couldn't see in. I picked a lot of it up and stuffed it in
where the brick should have been, leaving just a small hole for me to peep
through. That done, I started to read the messages on the wall like I
always did. They were much the same as all the ones I'd read before. I was
getting good at this, I was even starting to recognise some of the same
handwriting from the park bog and the station. There was one
 thing that was new though. Someone had drawn a sort of scientific table on
the wall and had written name, age, likes, dislikes and size of prick at
the top. This was the first time I'd seen this sort of thing and I read it
carefully. There were a few silly rubbish names like Mickey Mouse and
Father Christmas on it, and some wrong ages like 199 and 6. Some of the
dick sizes were wrong as well, two inches and twelve inches couldn't be
right. There was only one with a boy about my age and he was called
Allan. He was 13 and liked sucking and jerking off. I put a cross in the
box labelled `want to meet' and started to write my name and things, but
stopped after I'd written `St ` and decided I'd write Stuart and not
Stephen just in case.

I had got hard by this time and dropped my trousers and pants so I could
play with myself. Like before, I didn't think anyone was coming in when I
heard footsteps coming in. I looked through the hole in the door but I
wasn't quick enough to get a look at them before they locked the door to
the bog. I gave them a few minutes to sort of get ready for whatever they
were going to do before I very carefully tried to look through the little
gap I'd left in the paper. There wasn't much to see at first because he was
still standing up. Then he sat down and I could see better. He was a very
small person cause I could just see a sort of shadow of him through the
paper. My heart gave a bit of a jump when I thought it might be another
boy. Very carefully I pulled the paper out of the hole a bit at a time
until it was nearly all out. I could see a lot better then and saw it was a
boy of about ten years old, sat having a shit. I moved my head so's I could
 see his dick. It was easy `cos he had his hands on the toilet seat and his
legs a bit spread out. His prick was soft and about two inches long, but
looked as if it would be really nice to touch. I took all the paper out and
looked some more. He must've heard me because he turned and saw the hole. I
jumped back real quick to get out of the way. I waited to see what he would
do, but I didn't hear anything so I carefully looked again. He was looking
at the hole sort of sideways and holding his dick which had got a bit
harder. He might be up for a bit of fun I thought so I stood up and went
close to the hole so's he could see my dick if he wanted. It was still
hard. He would know I wasn't an old man then because I didn't have many
hairs there. Nothing happened so I bent down and looked again. His dick was
harder now and he was rubbing it. I put my hand nearly through the hole and
wiggled my fingers. I heard him stand up and waited some more.
 Then I felt his tummy on my hand. Because he was so small the hole was a
bit high for him, but if I squeezed my arm through a bit more, I could
touch his dick, and I did. It was lovely, just like I thought it might
be. He let me rub it and stroke it and feel all round his balls and it got
real hard but he didn't move away so's he must've liked it. After a bit I
wanted to see if he would play with mine so I took my hand back and stood
with my dick in the hole. I watched as his hand came through ever so slowly
until it touched my cock. He stopped for a minute as he just held it in his
fingers. Then he began to rub the end of it with his fingers.. I don't
think he knew how to rub it properly, but I didn't care, his hand was soft
and small and he was sort of tickling the end of my cock just how I liked
it. I whispered `That's nice' just loud enough for him to hear me. He
didn't say anything, but pressed my dick to tell me he'd heard.
 Because he was doing the end of my cock so good, I began to come ever so
fast and didn't get the time to tell him. As soon as I started to come, I
pulled my cock away as I didn't want to get any of it on him. My coming was
really intense and my legs shook so's I couldn't hardly stand up so I
leaned on the wall until I got better. I saw him looking at my dick through
the hole and I think he even smiled a bit. I also saw a drop of my come on
his sleeve as well, but not much so it didn't matter. We both got dressed
quick then and I let him leave the cubicle before I did.

When I got outside I saw him with his mother and they were holding hands. I
was worried at first in case he was telling her what I'd done but I don't
think he was as they weren't talking. After I walked past them I turned and
had a quick look at him. He grinned at me and slowly licked my come off his
sleeve! I smiled back at him and went to get my bike, forgetting all about
the money I'd come down here to get, but that didn't matter now anyway.

It was the middle of the afternoon when I got home, just about right. I was
getting my things together to put in my back-pack when I remembered the
sweets and things I wanted to get. I ran down the stairs and asked my mum
if I could borrow some money to get them with. For the first time ever, she
didn't have a go at me about it. Instead she laughed a bit and took her
purse out. She gave me a five pound note, and then said not to spend it all
cause she wanted the change. Oh, well, never mind. I felt pissed off a bit
because I had nearly ten pounds in my locker at school which I forgot to
bring home with me. I jumped on my bike and went to the shop as quick as I
could. I spent about three pounds on sweets and Coke.

I'd said that I'd be at Mark's house at about eight o'clock in the evening
and it was only five now. I was so excited that my mum got fed up with me
bouncing about the house and told me to go and tidy my room up. I went
upstairs, but had no intention of cleaning my room, it wasn't that bad
anyway. It was while I was messing about in my desk draw that I found the
bit of paper I'd written down all the good things on. I opened it and read
it. Nothing much had changed, everything was still OK, so I added `market'
to remind me about the boy, and `slept at Mark's' as well. It was still
only half-past five.

I went back downstairs and tried to watch the cartoons on tv but still
couldn't concentrate so I decided to have a bath instead. I told mum and
she got my clean shirt and trousers and new pants out for me. She wanted to
come in the bathroom with me and wash me! She hadn't done that for months,
and I went red. I told her that I'd be OK, I could manage it myself. She
grinned at me and then said `Don't forget to wash between your legs!' Talk
about being embarrassed! I was going to do that anyway, I didn't need my
mum reminding me. When I got into the bath, that was the first thing I
did. I knew that if I wanted to clean the inside of my foreskin properly I
had to do it first before my dick got hard again. I liked washing my dick
and balls, and laid back in the tub with my eyes closed. I even washed
inside my bum hole a bit with my finger, just in case!

After I finished and I was dry, I combed my hair and put some gel on it. I
also pinched some of dad's smelly stuff and put it all over me. I nearly
fainted when I put it on my dick and balls, first the cold feeling and then
an awful burning pain which made my eyes water! It took ages before it went
away and I had to sit on the toilet until it did. I'll never do that
again!! I don't think I'll tell Mark and Jason about that, they'll think
I'm stupid or something.

I got dressed in my bedroom and looked in the mirror. Even if I do say so
myself, I looked pretty good. I was wearing my best red and white football
shirt, a pair of white cut-offs and a (nearly) new pair of trainers which
were only a bit dirty. Oh, and a pair of new blue underpants! Even my hair
behaved itself for once and stayed more or less where it was supposed
to. When I went downstairs my mum and dad said now nice I looked. I got all
embarrassed again and wished they hadn't said anything, but it was good to
hear anyway.

It's only about ten minutes from my house to theirs, but at half-past seven
I said I was going and went out the door. Two minutes later I was back to
get my back-pack.

This time I managed to get there without anything else happening and rang
the door bell. Jason came to the door and let me in. He was dressed in just
shorts and I only just managed to stop myself from hugging him, he looked
so good to me. I was glad that I'd worn the football shirt cause it would
hide my hardon. I'd never thought of that!

Mark was out when I sat in the living room with their mum and dad, they
said he was just delivering a message for his dad and would be back soon. I
talked with them a lot and I liked them. I'd never seen much of them except
to say hello and goodbye sometimes, but they were alright. They had a
bigger house than us and more money, but that didn't seem to matter to
them. They talked to me just as if I was a normal kid like Jason and
Martin. They were pleased when I said I was going to be in the same class
as Mark next year because I'd been promoted. Just as we were talking, Mark
came in and grinned at me. He sat next to me in the big chair and put his
arm on the back of the chair behind me. We were squashed up a bit, but I
didn't mind. I quickly checked to see if anyone could see my boner but they
couldn't. When it came to half-past eight, his mum and dad wanted to watch
the tv news so we all went upstairs to Mark's room to play.

At first we played cards but after we got the chess board out. I'd never
played chess before until Mark and Jason started to teach me about a month
ago. It was easy to start with, but it got hard very quickly. I was doing
OK though and I was beginning to like it. I would've asked mum and dad to
buy me a set for Christmas, but it wouldn't be any good as they didn't know
how to play and I couldn't play by myself (not chess anyway!)

After the chess we watched tv for a bit until about ten o'clock. They said
it was their bed time then so we all went downstairs to say goodnight. When
we got back to Mark's room, Jason said he was going to get undressed and
have a shower. Mark and me watched a bit more tv sat on his bed. He kept
touching me on the leg as if to make sure I was still there or
something. His dick got hard as well. Soon Jason came back in the room and
he was only wearing his boxer shorts! He said that the bathroom was free
for us if we wanted it. Mark looked at him as if it was nothing unusual and
said he was going to take a shower. He asked me if I wanted to have one
first. I said that I'd had one just before I came out but I'd come with him
to have a wash and clean my teeth. (He didn't need to know we hadn't got a
shower, only a bath).

Their bathroom was a nice big one with a separate short of shower cubicle
in the corner. I watched Mark get undressed. He had a bit of a problem
getting his pants off cause he got his boner caught up in them and pulled
it down. I know that hurts cause I've done it as well. He got in the shower
and while he was washing, I took my shirt off and scrubbed my face and
cleaned my teeth. I'd dried myself and was sat on the stool waiting for him
when he opened the shower door and asked me if I wanted to wash his dick
for him! I grinned and went to the shower. Putting my hand in the door, I
grabbed his dick and started to rub it for him. He stopped me and
whispered, "Don't you think you'd better put some soap on it first?"

I giggled and got the soap. It was really nice washing his dick and balls
for him. We made lots of suds and froth, he looked like he'd got masses of
grey hair round his prick. I was getting my cut-offs a bit wet but I didn't
care. He made me stop before long though because he was going to come. It
was hard for me to stop, but I made myself. I knew I would do it properly
later anyway.  I wanted to dry him with the towel as well, but he said I'd
better not or else he'd come.

We went back to his room. He didn't even bother putting any pants or
anything on, all he did was to wrap the towel round him. When we got there,
Jason was watching tv and turned to look at us. He laughed and asked who'd
had the shower, me or Mark. I looked at my trousers and they were all wet
down the front, just like I'd pissed myself. I laughed with them and
scrabbled in my back-pack for my pyjamas. It wasn't until I'd almost got
them out when a thought struck me. What if they didn't wear them? I didn't
want to seem like a dork, so I whispered to Mark, so Jason couldn't hear,
"Do you wear pyjamas?" He said no, not very often, he only wore his pants
to bed, but because I was staying the night, his mum had bought him a new
pair and said he aught to wear them. I giggled and told him my mum had done
the same thing! We decided to put just the bottoms on and no pants in case
his mum or dad came in the room.

It was lucky we did because they came in a bit later to make sure we were
OK. We were sat on the floor at the time playing cards. All they did was
say goodnight again and they left, after telling us not to stay up all
night talking. We grinned sideways at each other, knowing we would be up
all night anyway, but not talking! As soon as we were sure they'd gone, I
got the sweets and things out of my bag and spread them on the floor. Mark
had had the same idea `cos he got some out as well and mixed them with
mine. We sat and talked for a bit and played some more cards. Jason said he
was a bit tired and went off to his room. I was a bit pissed off when he
went, but not much `cos it left me and Mark by ourselves. Mark said that
he'd be back later after mum and dad were asleep. He often did that, he
whispered, because he liked sleeping with Mark's dick in his mouth! I
thought that was really good and nice. I wasn't sure that I believed it,
but the
 idea was good. I bet they did it sometimes though. I wished I had a
brother like him.

Mark and me decided to go to bed then. He closed the curtains and put all
the lights out except a small one next to the bed. He left the tv on, but
real quiet. We got into bed and snuggled up together and put our arms round
each other and giggled. It was ever so, ever so nice. Our dicks were next
to each other, pressing on our tummies as we hugged tight. I could feel his
against mine and they were almost exactly the same size. I knew I'd grown a
bit in the past few months, so Mark must've grown as well. I must try and
remember to measure them again, and count our cock hairs as well; I'm sure
I had lots more of them than before.

It was so nice being in bed together that we didn't even touch our dicks. I
ran my hand all over his back and legs though, and stroked his soft, silky
hair. He did the same to me and it was fantastic. I brushed some loose hair
away from his eyes and looked at him closely. His eyes were a lovely dark
brown colour. Why had I never noticed that before? They were almost the
same colour as his hair. My eyes were a dirty sort of grey-green colour,
with bits of black in them. Not nearly as nice as Mark's. I was staring
into them and had almost forgotten where I was when he giggled again and
leaned up to give me a quick kiss on the lips. This was perfect. We put our
heads on the pillow and kissed again, slower and harder this time. We
carried on doing this for ages, especially after I learned how you could
sort of breath through your nose at the same time, which meant you could
kiss for ever if you wanted, and I did.  Our dicks were still squished
together and every time we moved they rubbed against each other and on our
tummies. I rolled over so's I was laying on top of Mark leaning on my
elbows and I kissed him some more. He put his hands on my back and tickled
up and down my spine, from my bum right up to my hair. I didn't even have
to think about it when I started sort of fucking him, the friction from our
dicks was as good as wanking, but different. We were really getting into
this when there was a tap and the door before it opened just a tiny bit and
a head popped through. We both jumped at the noise but relaxed when we saw
it was only Jason. He grinned when he saw us and said what have we been
doing, as if he didn't know. Mark laughed a little bit and said that he
could get on the bed with us if he wanted.

It was a bit of a squash getting all three of us on the small bed, but by
getting real close together we just managed it. Jason took his boxers off
first and we were all naked on the bed together. My dick was still hard and
it was a little bit sticky with the pre-come which had leaked out when Mark
and me were playing. I felt Jason's dick and Mark's dick together and
rubbed them. They both felt mine and tickled my belly. Jason said that we
had to be ever so quiet in case someone heard us so we stopped for a bit
and whispered together. I don't know what we talked about as I was more
interested in fiddling with Mark and Jason. I wanted to put Jason's dick in
my mouth but there wasn't enough room on the bed for us all so we got on
the floor and that was better.

I got his prick in my mouth and sucked it. I managed to get right to the
back of my throat; I felt sick at first but once I'd got used to it, I
liked it and sucked it as hard as I could. When I turned round to see what
Jason and Mark were doing I saw that Jason was wanking Mark off and kissing
him. That was nice to see, but Jason was putting his tongue right in Mark's
mouth! I thought it a bit gross at first but then it must be alright
otherwise they wouldn't do it. Mark had his eyes closed and was making soft
moaning noises, he must have felt real good. After a while we all changed
round and Mark wanted to suck me, so I let him. When I was being sucked,
Jason got next to Mark and put his fingers up his bum and wiggled them
about. I heard Mark groaning and moaning when he was doing this. I could
feel his noises on my cock, it felt weird but really good.

I was nearly going to come so I asked Mark to stop for a bit. We all sat up
in a circle and didn't say anything, just held each other's pricks and
tickled them. We also had some sweets and a tin of Coke between us. I'd
never been like this before. There were three of us, all sat on the floor
in Mark's room, having a bit of a party, and naked, all our dicks standing
up. What was best was that you could hold them and touch them and nobody
cared, it made them feel good. I suppose Mark and Jason did this all the
time, but it was new to me and I thought it was brilliant. I smiled at them
both really wide and had another sweet. Jason ruffled my hair and pinched
my cock gently.

When we'd had enough sweets and Coke we started again. I whispered to Jason
if I could put my dick up his bum again, but he said no `cause Mark wanted
me to do it to him later. Instead Jason said he wanted to fuck Mark. They
got laid out on the floor and Mark put his legs on Jason's shoulders. I
helped Jason by holding his cock in the right place for him and then his
pushed it in real slow. He didn't use the jelly stuff cause Mark was used
to it and anyway Jason's dick was already wet and shiny with his
pre-come. I got real close and watched as his dick slid right down and
disappeared into Mark's bum. I got a strange feeling in my cock and rubbed
it to make it feel better. Soon I had to stop doing it or I was going to
come and I wanted to save it for Mark. Instead I moved round and kissed
Mark on the lips. He put his arms round my neck and squeezed me ever so
tight so's I couldn't move. It must've been fantastic for him being kissed
and
 fucked at the same time and I was glad for him. Suddenly I felt Mark's
tongue pressing against my lips and I tried to move away but I couldn't. He
forced my lips apart just a bit and pushed his tongue in. It was absolutely
terrific! I twisted and rolled my tongue around his and sucked his mouth,
just like I'd seen on the tv sometimes and it was brilliant. I could feel
Mark's body move up and down a bit as Jason fucked him which made it even
better. We were all making those sexy sorts of noises when you get excited,
but quiet though. I could tell Jason was near to coming because he pushed
harder and harder, and Mark was shouting in my mouth so I kissed him hard
and hugged him. Jason must've shot seven or eight times inside his brother
before he stopped and fell on top of him, breathing in gasps. He was
sweating and smiling and breathing hard all at the same time. And I saws
little drops of come on Mark's belly; he must've come as well. That
 left only me who hadn't made sperm yet and I was glad cause I had saved it
for later for me and Mark.

Soon Jason said he was tired and was going to his own room. I asked him if
he wanted any more sweets or stuff and he said no. He got his boxers on and
kissed me and Mark before he went. I think he's really nice.

Mark and me rested for a bit on the floor but it got cold after a while and
so we got into his bed under the clothes. We cuddled up close again and
kissed some more. I reached down and took hold of Mark's cock and just held
it softly, I just liked holding it sometimes, feeling his heart beat making
it throb. Mark put his hands on my chest and was stroking it with his
fingers. That was nice, but it got even better when he began to rub my
nipples with his thumb. I gasped with the shock, it felt fantastic! I'd
never done this before and I didn't believe how good it was. I looked at
them both and there were sticking up, just like tiny dicks! Mark giggled
and leaned down to lick them with his tongue. That was even better and I
shivered and shook because it was so good! My dick started to throb again
but I didn't touch it, just in case. Mark looked up at me and gave me one
of his special smiles and licked my tits some more.

I couldn't help it, I made him stop and said I wanted to do him now.. He
quickly turned sat up and told me just to lay back. I didn't know what he
was going to do, but I did it anyway. He put his legs on either side of my
body and looked at me. I felt him take my dick and point it at his
bum. When it got to his hole, he stopped a bit and smiled. Ever so slowly
he let himself sink down and my dick went right in his hole! He didn't stop
though, he went right down until he was sitting on my balls with my cock
right down deep inside him. This was the best ever! I could look at him and
see his face and still fuck him! He started to move up and down slowly and
even squeezed his bum cheeks together and held my cock tight, staring at me
all the time and smiling. His big brown eyes were nearly closed as he went
up and down. He moved his hands to my chest and tickled my tits again. The
tingly, squiffy feeling was unbelievable! My body seemed to glow and get
 really sensitive, I could feel every square millimetre of it. Even my
brain seemed to leave my head and was somewhere else.

We moved together up and down, in and out, stopping to rest sometimes, but
doing it again even faster. Mark's head was thrown back and he wasn't
hardly breathing as he did it. I was shaking and shuddering all the time
and couldn't stop. Then I felt the come leave my balls and start to come up
to my cock. I held Mark's waist and really pushed my dick up him hard, he
pinched his bum cheeks together and squeezed as well. My dick swelled up
and seemed to fill all of his bum and insides and I shot my sperm out
harder than I'd ever done before. I felt every bit come out of my cock, hot
and hard. I had my eyes tight shut and was biting my lips in ecstasy,
hoping it would never end. But it did. Mark fell on top of me, breathing
again now in quick short breaths. I don't know if I was breathing or not, I
couldn't feel anything!

When I opened my eyes, I looked down and saw Mark had come again and there
were drops of sperm all down my front. I collected them with my fingers and
stuck it in my mouth to lick it off. I put some in Mark's mouth as well and
he swallowed it as well. I looked into his eyes and saw two tears on his
cheeks so I wiped them off as well and swallowed them. I must have cried a
bit also because he swiped some off me and licked his fingers.

We lay side by side and held each other gently. I said that that was the
best ever and he was really really good at it. He nearly made me cry again
when he said that he loved doing it with me and that we were going to do it
for ever and ever and never stop. We fell asleep in each other's arms and
didn't wake up until Jason came in.

We were glad it was him that came to wake us up `cause the bed clothes had
fallen off of us and we were naked on the bed and holding each other's
dicks! We quickly got up and put some clothes on. Jason had a shower first
and then me and Mark went in together. We didn't do anything in the shower
except wash each other's dicks again. It was nice but we didn't want to be
late for breakfast.

I stayed at their house until nearly dinner time messing about and playing
with his toys. We kept looking at each other and giggling at our big
secret, both our cocks hard all the time. It came time for me to go home
and I hugged Mark and Jason and kissed them both when we were in Jason's
room. I said `bye' to their mum and dad and thanked them very much for
having me. They said ` I was welcome anytime' which was nice.  When I was
riding my bike home, I had to be extra careful because my dick was still
hard and I kept banging my balls on the saddle. It didn't hurt much, but my
cock was a bit sort of raw and tender and red as well.

Part Seven

I saw Mark and Jason almost every day after I'd had the sleep-over except
for Christmas Day and Boxing Day. We played a lot together and had some
good times. What was nice was that we sometimes just played together or
went out on our bikes. We didn't have sex games every time, but we did
mostly. It was good being able to do it or not do it when we wanted. I got
my computer for Christmas as well as some new clothes and lots of other
things. Mark and Jason got some nice things as well, computer games, videos
and clothes. We all had each other for Christmas as well!

I went to the bogs in the park sometimes and the ones in town as well, but
I didn't do very much except read the writing and look at the pictures. I
could understand all the words now because Mark and Jason explained the
ones to me I didn't understand. There were some men that I saw who wanted
to do things with me, but I only did it twice to get a bit of money or
cause I liked the look of the man. I used the money to buy some nice
presents for Mark and Jason. I couldn't tell my mum cause she would want to
know where I got the money from. I bought Mark a good football shirt like
mine so's we looked like brothers. Jason I didn't know what to get, he
seemed to have everything so I got him some smelly stuff which he said he
liked. I even told him about the time when I sprayed it on my dick and
balls which he thought was really funny and laughed a lot. They bought me a
chess set, a proper ink pen for school and a big diary with a lock and
key. They
 were brilliant.

It wasn't long before school started again, and in some ways I was glad. I
was looking forward to moving up a group with Mark and we sat together
nearly all the time - and we didn't get into any trouble at all.. The work
was hard but we did our homework together at his house which was alright
because he helped me with my writing and things and I helped him with his
drawing and art.

Jason seemed to spend less and less time with us as the weeks went past. He
did some fun things with us sometimes, but Mark said he was going out with
his friend a lot these days. He said he might even have a girlfriend as
well but he never said anything. I was glad for him in some ways, but I
thought that it was better to be with Mark and have some sex fun sometimes
when we wanted, neither of us wanted a girlfriend. I said that I would
never want one and Mark said he didn't either so that was OK.

I found the piece of paper that I'd written all the good things on and
wrote them in the back of my diary so's I wouldn't forget. It was nice to
read them sometimes when I was pissed off and felt miserable. I added a bit
more after Mark and me measured our dicks and counted our hairs. Mine had
grown from three and a bit inches to more than four inches and Mark's was
the same. We couldn't count all the hairs now because there were too
many. They weren't very long though, but they were the same colour as the
hair on our heads, Mark's a lovely shiny dark browny colour and mine a sort
of light brown.

It was my birthday in April and Mark asked me what I wanted. At first I
said I didn't want anything, and I really didn't. I said it was like having
a birthday present every day when we were together and I didn't want
anything else. He went a bit sad then and gave me a big hug and kissed me
properly with his tongue. When I said that was just what I meant and kissed
him back, I thought he was going to cry but he didn't. He did say that we
could have a sleep-over again and he could give me a `special present'! I
knew what he meant and laughed, saying that would be just right.

When my birthday came, my mum said it would be OK to sleep over if I wanted
and even said it would be good for me to share my birthday with him. I
didn't bother to get dressed up when I was going to his house, he was my
best friend now and we didn't need to do things like that anymore. But I
did put on my shirt like his, and told him to put his on so's we'd be the
same. Mark took me straight up to his room when I got there and we kissed
and hugged a bit and felt each other's dicks outside our trousers. I liked
that and got real hard. We didn't get them out because we knew we could do
that later in bed and it would be better then.

We heard his mum calling us and so Mark grabbed my wrist and nearly dragged
me downstairs. When we got to the living room, there was a big party all
spread out on the table, just for me! There was even a chocolate birthday
cake with a candle on it and lots of fizzy drinks and things. I was so
surprised that I just stood in the door and looked at it all. It was so
good that I felt as if I was going to cry, but I sniffed a bit and rubbed
my eyes instead. I'd never seen such a lot of food all in one place. We all
sat down together, Mark, me, Jason and his mum and dad. The food looked so
nice that I didn't want to touch it at first, but then Mark giggled and
piled my plate up with sandwiches and biscuits and lots of other
things.. We had a fantastic time and we ate all the things that were there
until there was nearly nothing left. I felt so full that I thought I would
burst and was really happy. When we were finished I offered to help do the
washing up
 cause there was so much of it, but Mark's mum laughed and said not to
bother because it would all go in the dish washer. Jason and me and Mark
went upstairs to Mark's room to play. At first we just sat and talked like
we always did. Jason said that he was sorry but he hadn't got anything for
my birthday yet, but would get me something later. He asked Mark what he'd
bought me and Mark laughed and said I was going to get my present later, he
rubbed his dick to show Jason what he meant. They laughed a bit and Jason
said that we were always randy like rabbits. Suddenly I had a thought and
looked at Jason. There was something I wanted him to give me, but wasn't
sure if he would think I was weird or a pervert. I leaned over and
whispered in his ear so's Mark couldn't hear. He looked at me really
strange at first but then laughed a real lot and hit me on the arm and said
OK. Mark looked puzzled but we didn't tell him.

Jason was going out again with his mates that night so he wouldn't be with
Mark and me. We'd got used to it by now and it didn't bother us. When Mark
went out for a piss, I quickly leaned over and kissed Jason on the
cheek. He asked me what it was for, and I said quietly that it was because
he was the first one I'd ever done things with and I'd never forget him. I
sort of knew that we had almost stopped doing things with each other, and
he was glad me and Mark were OK together and didn't mind us messing about.

When Mark got back, Jason left us to go and get ready. Me and Mark played
chess for a bit, but he beat me again and so we stopped to watch tv. Jason
came into say he was going out, and wouldn't be back until very late so's
he'd see us in the morning. I think that was a sort of sign to say he
wouldn't bother us later that night and leave us alone. He also gave me a
parcel, all wrapped up in fancy paper and ribbon. He kissed me quick on the
lips and said, "Happy Birthday" to me. I pushed the parcel into my
back-pack and didn't tell Mark what it was.

When it got to be time for us to go to bed, Mark said for me not to get
undressed for a minute and I looked at him, he gave me one of his wicked
grins and said to wait. I was wondering what he was going to do when he
stepped up to me and kissed me on the lips. The next thing was that he
started to take my shirt off!

"Stand still," he whispered. "I want to undress you. It's part of your
special birthday present!"

I stood there as if I was in a trance, allowing him to take my socks off
and then my trousers. He then put his hands inside my pants and tickled my
dick to get it really hard whilst he was still kissing me. Ever so slowly
he slid my pants down and left me standing there, bollock naked, with a
boner you wouldn't believe! It didn't seem at all embarrassing or anything,
in fact it was almost beautiful as I watched him slowly take his clothes
off. It was like being in a proper strip-show and I stared at him
amazed. He sort of danced around a bit, giggling all the time as he took
his clothes off one by one. When he got to his underpants, he stood in
front of me between my open legs, put his hands on my shoulders and
whispered real sexy-like, "You do it."

Taking care not to trap his dick, I pulled them over his boner and off his
legs. He pushed me back on the bed and kissed me deeply with his tongue. I
didn't hardly notice as he wrapped the blanket over us and hugged me tight.

"I've always wanted to do that," he sighed," And I thought Jason would
think I was stupid, but I knew you would like it. It was good wasn't it?"

I moaned a `yes, brilliant' at him and hugged him even tighter. "You are
the most beautiful, good-looking boy I know," I said quietly, "and you are
my best friend ever." I wanted to say a lot more things to him and about
him, but I didn't know the words. I kissed him again instead.

All he could manage to say back to me when I let him, was "You too."

We felt all sloppy and silly then and just stroked our hair. It didn't seem
wrong though and we both felt warm and happy. As if to break the spell we
were in, Mark said, "Wanna fuck me?" When the boys at school said `fuck',
it was always rude and nasty and sounded awful, but when Mark or me said it
to each other, it didn't sound at all bad. It was delightful and meant a
lot to us.

I nodded yes. This was the treat he'd promised me for my birthday and I
knew it was going to be really special.

There was no grinning or smiling this time, we both concentrated as hard as
we could on what we were doing, determined to make it as memorable as
possible. We played with each other's dicks for a bit and sucked them and
wanked them, but not too much. We cuddled and kissed again, squeezed close
together. I would have been the happiest boy in the world if somehow I
could hug him hard enough to get his body all inside mine and we could
become one. I tried, but it didn't work!

When we were both really hot and ready he got me on my back and stuck my
legs up. This was my favourite way of doing it and he knew it. As soon as
his dick touched my pucker, it went straight in, like it was a
magnet. There wasn't the slightest bit of pain, in fact it was the exact
opposite. My bum felt like his dick should live there all the time and
wasn't complete unless it was in there, all big and hot and throbbing.

Slowly he started to do it. He was staring me straight in the eyes and I
looked back at him. I swear that we said more to each other with our eyes
than we could ever say in words. I wasn't even really conscious of him
screwing me, it felt as if he was filling me with love and tenderness and
everything else he could give. I leaned up a bit and played with his
nipples as he moved back and forth. Neither of us cared whether we came or
not, the magical feelings we were having were more than enough. In fact we
knew that once we'd come, it would have to come to an end and we didn't
want that to happen.

To make it last as long as possible, and with a greater strength of will I
knew I had, I made him take his dick out of me and I flipped him over so's
I could quickly put mine up his butt. Before we knew it, we were at it
again, but this time reversed. It was just as good and we moaned and sighed
a lot with delight. We changed back once more and this time Mark didn't
manage to keep it up for long before he started banging in and out like
mad. He even had to bite his lips so he didn't shout out, I saw the flecks
of blood afterwards, he bit that hard.

When he came, it felt like a volcano erupting up my bum. His sperm was
boiling hot and shot out like bullets, there must have been enough to fill
all my insides right up to my mouth. I came as well, globs of my come
shooting high over my head and hitting the wall, gradually dropping down
until I had a beautiful line from my chin to my balls!

We were really tired then, and when I saw the clock, saw we'd been doing it
for nearly two hours! We'd never done it for as long as that before, even
with Jason. The last thing Mark did before we fell asleep nestled together
was to lock his door. He'd never done this before, and said that this time
he didn't want anyone to come in the room whilst we were there.

To prove the point we made love again early in the morning, giving each
other slow, breathtaking blow-jobs before we had showers.

Our friendship changed from that night onwards. We never actually said
anything in words, we didn't have to. We knew that we were somehow destined
to be together for ever. It wasn't the just the sex I soon discovered to my
surprise. We still did it a lot of course, but we also did lots of other
things as well, but we were never happier than when we were close to each
other and could just touch an arm or a leg or a hand just for an
instant. Jason grew away from us, which I suppose was natural in some
ways.. He got a serious girlfriend and was doing things with her I guess,
but it didn't bother either of us in the slightest. Jason accepted me and
Mark as more than just boy friends, but never said anything to anybody and
was even glad for us.

Mark and I went through school together, shared good times and bad, and
even ended up going to college together. Later on we shared a home as
well. Neither his parents or mine ever commented on our relationship. They
must have realised at some time that we were more than just good friends,
but quite when, I never asked, they just sort of grew into it like Mark and
me as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Which as far as we
were concerned, it was.

Oh, and the birthday present I got from Jason. They were a pair of his
underpants, the ones he'd worn the first time I'd met him in the park
bogs. He understood exactly why I wanted them, it was through him that I
met the person I grew to love most in the world and I'd never be able to
thank him enough. We never told Mark though, it was just a little secret we
kept to ourselves. I still have the diary as well, and Mark and I sometimes
read through it and remember all the good times we'd had growing up and
discovering ourselves.

The End

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