The Sleepover
by Fargophile

Steven was a shy little kid.  He was new to the school and to the town.  He
was about 11 years old, had black hair and brown eyes.  He was a skinny
little shy kid who had made no attempts to make a single friend on his first
day at a new school.

Mike was a skinny blonde headed, blue eyed kid.  He pretty much kept to
himself.  He was smart and a little bit athletic.  He was in a tough
situation.  Smart kids didn't like him cause he was good at sports which
pretty much made him a jock.  Athletic kids didn't like him cause he was
smart, which pretty much made him a nerd.  He saw an grand oppurtunity with
Steven.  He saw a chance to become a best friend to someone.  

Later the day they exchanged names, information, and played together at
recess.  They were going to be good friends. 

Two weeks later after clearing everything with the parents it was agreed that
they should have a sleep-over.  This excited both of them.  Mike especially.
 Since he was ostracized by his classmates Mike hadn't had the opportunity to
stay at someone's house.  Steven was equally extatic apon making a good
friend.  Mike was to be dropped off at the Brightwell's house at 7:00 on
Friday.  

The Brightwells had planned for this night.  They made the house a virtual
carnival.  They had even rented a video game system.  All of these things
greatly impressed Mike.  The dinner was chinese food, Mike's favorite.  Mike
met the Brightwells over a nice plate of Sweet & Sour chicken.  There was
Steve's two younger brothers, Shane, and Sam.  They were 5 and 3 respectivly.
 There was also Mr. Brightwell.  He was a cook.  He was a single parent
living off of a modest job and some sort of inheritance that Mike didn't
understand.  

They ate their food and planned the evening.  They were gonna play some games
and watch some of Mike's favorite movies.  

Mr. B. watched the movie with the boys.  It was getting late for the little
kids.  Mr. B. said, "I need to give the kids a bath.  It's getting late for
them.  Steve you need to take a shower too.  Maybe you should too Mike."

At that instant Steve said something that shocked Mike.  Steve said, "Oh well
we might just take one together."  Mr. B disregarded it and began to strip
himself down and his children in the downstairs bathroom.

Steve had all of upstairs to himself.  There were three rooms on the top
floor.  There was a guest room, his room, and a bathroom.  The guestroom was
closed due to remodeling the Brightwells were doing.  

Meanhwile, Mike's stomach sank down 4 feet.  He had never ever thought in his
mind that he would be seen naked.  The thought filled his little mind with
fear.  He tried to shrug it off but it was no good.  They both went upstairs.
 Steve was beginning to undress right there.  It would take Mike a little
longer.  He would have to prepare himself for what was about to happen.  

Steve had his shirt off and was still wearing his jeans.  The pair was
sitting on the bed talking before their bathing experience.  Steve said,
"Mike you are a nice guy. You have made living in a new town a lot less
scary.  I am glad you are my friend and I am glad you are here."  

Mike thanked Steve for his warm words.  His mind was a clutter looking for
something to say.  In a very stuttered, scared voice Mike said, "Are wwwe
gonna take a ssshhhower togethhher?"  

Steve said, "yeah, why not?"  

" I don't know, I just aren't real used to it, " Mike replied.

In a familiar phrase Steve said, "Guys are guys."

Mike had heard his father say that all the time.  Whenever Mike was in a
locker room and he decided to change in the bathroom stall, he would hear
that phrase.  Mike's stomach sank even deeper.  

Mike decided that if he didn't take a shower with Steve, Steve might think
something was wrong with him.  If that happened Steve might not want to be
his friend.  Mike decided to clear his mind of all thought.  He thought if he
could just stop thinking and get naked everything would be alright.  

By this time Steve was getting his jeans unbuttoned and grabbing a towel.
 Steve left the room and headed across the hall to the bathroom.  Mike could
hear the water squirting out of the nozzel, and it sunk in.  "Ok Mike", he
said to himself.  Mike got his bag with his spare clothes and such and took
it to the bathroom.  Steve was still there in his jeans testing the water to
make it the right heat.  Mike took off his shirt and began to look up.  Steve
was down to his underwear, and about to take that off too!  Steve said,
"Hurry up slowpoke I'll be dead by the time you get undressed."  

Mike tried a desperate effort to stall Steven from dropping his underwear.
 He thougt that maybe he could get out of it.  He asked, "Have you ever had
sex."  Steven shook his head but said, "But i want to see what it's like.
 One kid says you can use your own hand to do it.  I don't know though sounds
kinda wierd to me."

Mike hastily said, "Want to try it, I mean with the hand."  He couldn't
believe what he had just said.  He had now gotten himself  into an even
bigger mess.  He hadn't thought about what he said.  Mike had read about sex.
 He couldn't wait to try it.  He had even heard of jacking off before.   He
had never tried it though.  Never got up the courage.  

Steve said, "Well sure."

Steve stood there silently.  He was waiting for Mike to strip down so that
they could take their shower and do whatever they were going to do already.  

Mike sighed.  He then began to notice something.  His penis was getting
erect.  This had happened before a little bit.  He was afraid.  He had read
about puberty.  He had read about changing.  He was scared.  Scared of Steven
seeing this.  

But then he saw something too.  He looked at Steven.  Steven had an erection
too.  This was a great comfort to Mike.  Mike began to lay his mind at rest.
 He decided to take the shower.

He unbuttoned his jeans, revealing his underwear waistband.  He slowly pushed
the jeans down to his thighs.  He erection was quite visible through his
white underwear.  He lifted one leg and then another, showing his thin almost
bony legs.  They were a light light tan color.  He realized how easy this
was.  

They were both standing there in their underwear.  Steve said, "It's about
time."  

Steve then began to take his underwear off.  First, pulling at the sides.
Then they were around his thighs.  Finally, he was standing there naked in
front of Mike.  His penis was a full erection.  It was only 3 inches but what
do you expect from a  10 year old.  His nuts were in a shriveled little sac
clinging to his hairless crotch.  Steve said, "How much do you want to
experiment?"

At that moment Mike ripped his underwear off.  He then pulled the curtain to
his side and pushed Steve in the shower.  He pulled the curtain back after he
entered.  He got the soap. He began to work up a thick lather.  He then
grabbed Steve's penis.  Steve grabbed Mikes titty.  Mike began to pull and
push and pull and push.  Steve enjoyed it a lot.  He had never tried this
before.  It made him feel all tingly on his body.  After about 2 minutes of
this Steve let out a moan of relief and exaustion.  He had managed a huge
climax despite the small amount of semen he produced.  

Now it was Mike's turn.  Steve dropped to his knees.  Mike asked Steve what
the hell he was doing.  Steve said, "wait, I saw this on a movie.  You will
like this."  He licked Mikes penis.  He licked around the shaft and massaged
his sac with his tongue.  Mike experienced pure passion.  The pulsing
feelings he was getting nearly made him collapse.  Steve sucked up and down
and up and down.  Ever so slowly.  Waves of pleasure consumed Mike.  He had
to grab onto something.  After about 5 minutes of slow massage.  Mike had a
climax.  It was the greatest thing he had ever experienced in his life.  It
was like all the great feelings of love and pleasure all rolled into one.  

After the experimentation the boys both stood up and began to wash themselves
and each other.  They would wash their cocks and chests, while the other
would wash his back and butt.  They both were speachless.  Afterwords, they
put on their pajamas and went to bed.  

The next morning Steve said, "Last night, was that wrong.  What we did?"  

Mike said, "How can that be wrong when it feels so right?"

Steve said, "You are right."

The boys finished their day with video games, breakfast, and playing in the
yard.  The Brightwells dropped off Mike and his house.  Mike's parents were
waiting for him at the door.  They said, "How was it?  Did you like it."
 Mike could only say one thing, "Can Steve spend the night at our house
tonight?"


*************STAY TUNED FOR INSTALLMENT TWO!!**********************************

This story was based on an experience i had with a boy named steven
brightwell.  Yes things were changed, but some thing were true.  Hope you
enjoy