Date: Wed, 29 May 2002 21:35:08 +0000
From: Daniel Dream <ddream_daniel@hotmail.com>
Subject: Truth about Boys

Disclaimer and Comments: This is my first story and it involves teenage boys
experimenting sexually with each other. If you shouldn't read this, either
because the law prohibits it or such material offends you, don't. I am
interested in your responses if you like what you read, and welcome kind
comments sent to ddream_daniel@hotmail.com.

The Truth about Boys
Chapter One

By Daniel Dream


It was the summer before I started seventh grade.  I had the whole summer to
be carefree and hang out with my friends and that was just what I had
planned to do.  School had just let out and I was so happy to be done with
my sixth grade year.  I had flew home and packed my backpack with clothes,
food and a pack of playing cards because my best friend and neighbor was
having a small camp out to celebrate the beginning of the summer.

I was so excited to be starting out my first free night in a tent under the
stars that I really didn't care that we were just going to be in my best
friend Jason's back yard.  I was the first to arrive next door, partly
because I had a second tent and had promised Jason I would help him pitch
his and my tent.  We scouted the whole yard for the perfect location when we
decided that behind his garage would give us room for both tents and a more
secluded feeling.  Up went the tents.

As the rest of the kids begin to show up, I started to feel a little out of
place.  Since Jason was in the fifth grade, a year younger than myself, all
the guys he invited were also in the fifth grade except for me of course and
a younger brother of one of the other boys that was a tag along.  So the six
of us started building a fire in a small hibachi that sat between the two
tents.

Sittings in a circle around the fire we begin to roast hot-dog and chat
through the normal boy talk that seems so important when you are young.
What you are going to do in ten years, blah, blah, blah.  Jason sat next to
me his light brown hair was almost red in the firelight.  Next to Jason was
Mike, another good friend of both Jason and I. Mike was the guy that was fun
to hang out with but wasn't very physical and was always falling behind when
we went for bike rides and such.  Next to Mike sat Jim, a skinny blonde
fifth grader that I used to bully till I found out he and Jason was a
friend.  Next to Jim, was Chris, Jim's younger brother, a fourth grader that
almost complete matched his brother except for being a few inches shorter.
Finally Ryan sat on my other side between Chris and I.  Ryan was a quiet
blond who though skinny seemed to fit well with his tall height.

We ate and continued to chat around the fire until around 10 that evening
when Jason's mother came out and informed us it was time to put out the fire
and get into our tents to sleep the night away.  That is when we decided we
needed to figure out who was going to sleep in what tent.  Since there were
two tents, one mine and one Jason's, we decided each owner should sleep in
his own tent.  Since I knew everyone but Ryan, Jason suggested that Ryan
sleep in his tent and we not divide up Jim and his brother.  So it was all
settled, Chris, Jim and I were in my tent and Jason, Mike and Ryan were to
sleep in his tent.

As we crawled into my tent, I knew I was not sleepy but quickly changed into
shorts and a T-shirt that would be my sleeping attire.  When I noticed that
Jim was not really ready to sleep either, I suggested that we pull out the
deck of card in my bag and play a game.  After about 2 hands of slapjack, we
decided that it was kind of a boring game.  I told Jim and Chris that my
brother had been teaching me to play five-card draw, a poker game.  After
showing Jim and Chris how to play and running through a few hands, they
quickly pick up and were ready to bet.  We tried betting with numbers, I bet
5 and I see your five. It really was not working.  Quickly we became bored
with the game.

"This is boring," came from Chris's mouth.

I replied that it is better when you have something to bet with but as I had
not expected to play poker I did not bring the poker chips.  That is when
Jim came up with a brilliant idea.

"We can play for our clothes," he said in delight.

At first, I shuddered at the idea.  But after giving it some thought, I
decided that it was a way to put a little excitement into the game.

"Sounds cool," Chris replied right away.  I am not sure if he really was
excited about the idea or if it was more the fact that his older brother and
friends were including him in the fun.

So I conceded and decided to play the game.

"We got to make sure things are even though," I said as I began to deal out
cards.  So Jim and Chris had to kick off their shoes so we each had five
articles of clothing.  Two socks, shorts, T-shirt and underwear for each
person.

I held my cards, trying to read them in the dark with only a small electric
lamp lighting the tent.  I held two fives, a jack, ten and ace.  I tossed
the Jack and ten and called for two cards.  Dealt out what each person
needed and lifted my hand.  I did not have shit, just the two fives, ace,
king and queen.  As we laid our hands down, we discovered we had a problem.
We needed to set some quick rules.  Would the person with the lowest hand
lose or the two lowest hands lose?  We decided that since we wanted the game
to go by quickly that both hands would lose items of clothes.

So low and behold, Jim holds a pair of Aces won.  Chris and I quickly slide
off a sock and tossed it into the center of the tent and I passed the deck
to Jim so he could deal.  Out came the cards and play continued.  I hit a
lucky streak and won two hands in a row.  So Jim found himself barefoot and
Chris sat with out a shirt.  His chest softly glowing in the light, he was
very skinny and you could easily see his ribs wrap around his body.   The
dealing continued and play went on Jim won another hand taking me barefoot
and Chris down to his underwear.  I remember clearly watching him fight to
slide out of his shorts and being amazed at the site of his clean white
briefs.

Then came the hurt, the worst player Chris went on a real streak. He won two
hands in a row.  Jim was out of the game.  He had lost all five hands and
had now to strip down to nothing. I stopped him to ask a question on rules
again, since we had not had an over all winner.  Chris and I were both in
our underwear and so neither could be declared a true winner.  After a few
minutes of discussion, it was Chris who came up with the answer. Chris and I
had to play another hand while Jim sat naked waiting for a true winner.  We
all agreed and it was time for the show.

I sat there kind of curious.  I had never seen another boy's cock before.
Sure I had studied mine a lot but this was different. This was my chance to
see if what I had was the same as what other boys had.  I could feel my
heart pounding softly as Jim began to slide down his underwear and out came
his cock and balls.  I was surprised to see that Jim had about the same size
package as me.  About 2 inches soft, Hey we were young then.

So it was Chris's turn to deal out the card.  I lifted my hand and cringed.
If I couldn't make something out of this I knew I was going to lose big
time.  In all honesty, I did not want to lose.  I knew that my cock had
began to rise a little in my briefs but if they were set free I was afraid
that Jim and Chris would be calling me a Homo.  Ace, King, Jack, Ten and a
two, what an awful hand!  And there sat Chris with a huge smile on his face.
  He dropped two cards and I decided to screw it all.  Tossed down that two
and figured I would prepare myself for the worst.  Chris dealt me my card
and I lifted it up.  There it sat mocking me; I had drawn another king.

"Damn," I whispered aloud while laying my cards down.

I had lost.  Chris laid down his three threes and smiled.  He had won and I
was about to be the laughing stock of not just our tent but probably my
entire school.  But a deal was a deal so I quickly slide out of my underwear
and threw them at Chris's face.  Smacking him right between the eyes with my
underwear.  Jim let out a laugh and Chris and I quickly followed.

"What's going on over there," Jason's voice echoed from the other tent.  We
all froze a second.

"We're just playing cards," I said quickly as I grabbed for my clothes and
we all scurried to dress.

Just that quick my tent came unzipped and we were caught.  , Each of us in
different states of dress.

"What kind of cards you playing?"  Jason asked with a weird look on his
face.

"Poker," Chris said without even giving it a second thought.

"Are you guys playing strip poker?"  Jason asked with a more interest look
on his face.

"Yeah I guess so," I said matter of faculty.

"Can we play too?"  Jason asked as he disappeared from our tent door and
soon was followed by the contents of his tent.

Now I must say squeezing 6 boys into a four-man dome tent is not easy but it
can be done if everyone is sitting up and young.  So we all got into out
spots, identical to our campfire positions and began to deal out cards.
After a few hands, everyone hit different levels of dress.  It was obvious
who could play poker and who could not.  And I could tell Chris, who was
above all the worse play and once again nearly naked while the rest of us at
least had jeans and underwear to lose yet was becoming frustrated.

"I think after this game we will have to find something else to do," I said
as Jason dealt out the next hand.

Everybody agreed.  So we finished out the game.  Chris losing out first and
having to finally undress.  Though this time he was a little less eager, I
think the increased company had kind of kindred his spirits.  As Chris slid
off his underwear, I quickly discovered that though a year younger and a few
inches shorter then his brother he did not miss out on the family package.
They were the same exact size.  I was amazed.

Playing continued so that we could find a winner while Chris had to sit and
wait naked for a winner to be declared.  Both Jason and I lost the next hand
and were the only two down to our underwear.  A state which I had seen my
best friend in many times.

Card dealt out and I got a perfect hand, Ace, King, Queen, Jack and Ten.
When I didn't through any cards into the draw, I could hear Jason cuss under
his breath.  The play finished and I had won the hand.  Jason had to strip
and the rest of the guys were not set to the same playing field.  We were
all in our underwear.

We sat waiting for Jason to lose his pride, so to speak.  He complained for
a second or two but then conceded that he had lost and took off his
underwear.  I was taken aback, seeing my friend naked for the first time.
He stood a little red faced and I could now understand why.  His cock stood
pointing straight out about three inches long and hard.  Chris let out a
little giggle but was quickly smacked by his brother and plays continued.
We knew this was the last hand and that three people would be losing in this
next hand.  And sure enough after the cards were dealt, I knew I would be
one of them.  I didn't have anything, not even an ace.  I tossed in all but
my two and three.  Cards were dealt out again and I just laid my hand down
and faced the inevitable.  I have lost again.  Mike was the big winner.  So
one at a time the three losers, Ryan, Jim and myself stripped off our last
article of clothing.

I went first kicking off my underwear and tossing it aside.  I was
semi-hard, however, I really don't think anyone could tell.  Jim tossed off
his underwear next and reveled his soft two inched to those who had not
already seen it.  Finally, Ryan took off his underwear.  I heard Chris gasp.
  I had thought after seeing Jim and Chris I was either average or big in
the dick department, but there stood proof that I wasn't.  Soft Ryan was
laying out a four-inch cock.  We all looked in disbelief.  But quickly all
dressed again as to not be called Homo by the others for looking too long.

We sat around and conceded that none of us were tired and need to find
something that all could play and play well.

"I know a game," Jason started.  "But I don't know if you guys want to play
it or not.  My cousin taught it to me last summer during our vacation."

Now I knew Jason cousin and thought he was cool.  Probably only because he
was 14 and would hang around with us when his parents visited.  Looking
back, who else would he have hung around with but hey when your 11 years old
you don't think of those things.

"Hey, it don't matter," I spoke up.  "I'll play."

Soon everyone was in.  We all figured if it was a game that a 14-year-old
would play it had to be a cool game for us.


"But first I gotta pee." I said as I started out of the tent.  Now I knew I
was not going to go inside at midnight to pee so I started walking toward
our pissing spot.  When Jason and I were outside playing and did not want to
go in we would sneak behind my garage, which was just a few inches away from
my backdoor neighbor's garage...just enough room for a young boy to slide
into and pee.  It was perfect.

"Wait up," I heard Chris's voice behind me.  "Jason said you could show me
where to pee at."

"No problem."

I walked Chris through my yard and too the small alley.  Where I pulled out
my cock and began to pee like a racehorse.  Chris giggled a little and
talked about never having peed outside before.  I looked over to realize
that Chris wasn't even peeing but rather just holding his dick and looking
at me.  I finished up and tucked myself inside my shorts and underwear and
we headed back to the tent.

"Okay," Jason said, "The game is called Truth or Dare.  And this is how it
works.  Each person takes a turn giving another person a choice of a truth
or a dare.  If the person takes a truth, they have to tell something nobody
else knows about them.  If they take a dare, that person has to do what the
other says."

"Um," I broke in, "But I know almost everything about you Jason and you
about me."

"True," Jason said.  "I know we will call the game Double Dare.  It will be
our own game.  Each person is told two dares and has to choose one."

Everyone agreed that this would be a cool new game.  And we set out to begin
playing.



This is where I am going to end Chapter 1.  Tell me what you think at
ddream_daniel@hotmail.com.  I will be starting Chapter two right away and
should be ready for post soon.  Then I will continue from there depending on
how the responses are.

Later,

Daniel Dream