Date: Mon, 13 May 2002 17:50:37 -0700 (PDT)
From: Make Nice <makenice_1999@yahoo.com>
Subject: Summer in the Tree Fort (part 2)

Due to the overwhelmingly positive response to my
first story "Summer in the Tree Fort (part 1)", I've
decided to write another installment. I hope you enjoy
it. Again, this is a true story that happened when I
was around 12 years old. I am not trying to glorify
sex with kids. I am just recounting a story of things
that frequently occur between two humans. I think
these experiences are normal and healthy between young
friends and are a part of growing up. If you're a
pedophile and reading this to get off, please do us
all a favor and go kill yourself. If this story makes
you feel positive about your own sexuality because of
similar experiences you may have had in your own
youth, then my purpose has been served. OK, enough
soap boxing on my part.

(Continued from part 1)

Summer in the Tree Fort (part 2)

Peter and I collected ourselves and decided it was
time to climb down from our tree fort and go into the
house. We collected the evidence of the empty liquor
bottles to throw away. I wasn't too worried my dad
would figure out what we had done since he almost
never drank and there were lots of other partially
full bottles in the cupboard.

We hid the empties in the bottom of the trashcan and
headed back to my room, glad that no one was home to
hear us stumbling around. Peter climbed onto my bed
and promptly fell asleep. I lay on the floor and did
the same, feeling thankful that my bedroom door locked
from the inside and my parents wouldn't bother to come
in and check on us once they observed that it was
locked.

Sometime around 3am, I woke up and went to the
bathroom adjoining my room to pee. When I cam back, I
saw Peter was still out cold. I climbed on the bed and
looked at him laying there so innocently and thinking
about how much I enjoyed our earlier session in the
tree fort. I put my hand on top of his denim-clad
thigh as he slept and enjoyed the warmth emanating
from his young body.

On a whim, I reached up to the snap on his waistband
and unfastened his jeans. He didn't even budge. Then I
pulled the zipper down. Boy, there is nothing quite so
erotic as the metallic sound of a zipper opening when
sexual tension is in the air.

I had to move toward the head of the bed to position
my arm properly so that I could slide it into Peter's
pants. It was only a moment before I again felt the
nasty object of my desire -- Peter's young penis. He
stirred then and I could see his eyes open and his
head tilt up as he looked at what I was doing "down
there". I looked directly into his eyes while I rubbed
his nude dick and he made no protest at all. Rather --
he took a passive, silent stance as if to say "do what
you want, I'll just watch".

And that's exactly what I did. I took my hand out and
hooked both sides of his Levi's waistband. As I slid
his pants down, he signaled his cooperation by lifting
his 11-year-old buttocks off the bed to assist me.
This time I went for broke and took his pants AND
underwear all the way off, tossing them carelessly on
the floor next to my bed.

There was no pretending now. I moved my body so that I
was lying stomach-down between his open legs. His
erection was pointing up at 45 degrees toward the wall
behind my bed. I put one hand under each buttock and
even had to move forward to get in a good position
since his dick was so fucking stiff.

In one swift motion, I slid my mouth down on his cock
while simultaneously pulling up on his little butt.
Mmmm, I could feel his silky, warm balls against my
lips. This time there was no pretense of timidity. I
slurped and sucked and moved my head up and down with
abandon coating his cock with all the saliva I could
muster. I knew he was enjoying it because his eyes and
mouth were wide open and he was thrusting his hips
like he had discovered the essence of life. God, it
was sooo good!

I felt an overpowering need to have more of him - to
meld with his pumping cock and have him inside me.
Without even thinking twice, I quickly stood up and
took my own pants off. I lie down on my stomach next
to him and looked straight into his eyes whispering,
"climb up on top of me". "Are you sure", he said? Yes,
come on.

The feeling of his naked body straddling my own bottom
felt really nice. I reached back and spread my cheeks
while pushing my ass up like a dog in heat. His rigid
little cock was still very wet from my sucking and I
could feel it probing around trying to find the right
spot.

I took one of my hands and move the tip of his penis
hear up slightly so that it rested against my anal
opening. "Press very gently", I warned. I tried to
relax my bottom and jumped slightly as Peter's glans
slipped past the outer ring of muscle. Oh God! It felt
so nasty, but so good too. "Now just press gently,
don't pump" I cautioned. And that's exactly what he
did. Even though his penis was small and thin, it felt
wonderful -- being my first time and all.

Eventually I could feel him all the way inside my. I
urged him on -- "now, hump me like an animal. Fuck my
ass!" And that's exactly what he did. I loved the
exposed feeling of his penis sliding in and out of me
and the slapping of his stomach against my ass cheeks.
How can I describe that overwhelming combination of
feelings to anyone who has never had the experience?

Eventually, Peter stiffened and had an orgasm. I could
even feel his penis spasming inside my ass. It was
wonderful. I just wanted to lay there reveling in the
weight of his young body on top of my own.

When his penis softened, we simultaneously smiled at
each other and said, "wow!" After that, we took a
shower together and cleaned each other's genitals
thoroughly with soap. It was an absolutely wonderful
first experience.

Although I married and had children after college, I
have never forgotten my early experiences discovering
the joys of male/male sex. I often yearn to feel the
touch and taste of another man's hard cock and
occasionally get to indulge with like-minded men when
I am away on business. The best part is snuggling with
my wife when I return and telling her every detail of
my taboo liaisons before we fuck like monkeys.

By the way... anal sex is her favorite.
:-)

If you liked this true story and want to hear more,
please let me know. I also really appreciate when
readers send me pictures and tell me about their own
past experience. My email is makenice_1999@yahoo.com.