Date: Sun, 21 Jul 2013 10:17:04 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "Tyler is a Sex Monkey, Part One" by Jay Roberts  Gay Young Friends

"Tyler is a Sex Monkey, Part One" by Jay Roberts     Gay young friends


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+++This story may feature youngsters but it is not for youngsters.
          That may seem unfair, but that is life.  You can read this stuff
           when you are eighteen or more...sorry.


My best friend has been Tyler Billings.  It's a big name that is made for
someone who will become famous but a little over blown for cute little Ty
but he bore it bravely.

I, known by the unassuming name of Billy, have known Ty since kindergarten,
when we fought over a red fire engine.  We were about the same size then.

But time and adolescence has changed all that.  At thirteen I am almost
five feet seven and munchkin is still about five feet one.  I thought of
him lately as my little brother but that was soon to change.  Who would
think that my little puppet would get so bossy.

Ty still speaks in a child's voice.  It's not too high, rather mellow.
While I am getting a little pimply and greasy faced, Ty still has the skin
any girl would envy.  His face is still that of a ten year old.  He looks
like Pinocchio must have looked after he became a boy.  You know, ski jump
nose, big eyes and unkempt curly hair...cuter than cute.

It all started with sex rearing its ugly (no delicious) head.

Now my lil' pal and I have seen each other naked about two million times
through the years.  I am a little shy about it lately to expose my newly
hairy crotch and hanging cock and balls, but Ty is still like a child of
nature.  Last night we had a sleep over at his house and Ty ran around bare
assed after his shower.  All though he has an undeveloped physique his
shape is good: broad shoulders and small waist and pretty strong legs.  But
his weenie! the damn thing is big, almost as big as mine.  Of course, no
hair, but those balls!  Yipe!

He caught me looking at it.  "Looks good huh?  I just had penis reduction
surgery."  He giggled like my old Ty, then got serious.  "It's like a new
friend for me.  You do it too, right?"

"Do what?"  I said to force him to say what he meant but I felt the
atmosphere in the bedroom pulsing with impending confession.

"Wank."

"You're so English schoolboy, no one says 'wank'."

He ignored my superiority act and delved into what he had planned to be the
agenda of this sleep over.  "Let's do it."

"It's kind of private," I said, but already had pulled off my shorts.
"Like shitting.  I'd never want to do that together."

"I wouldn't mind," he said and surprisingly, and for the first time, put
his arm over my shoulder and gave me a sideways hug, "You're my bud."

When I settled back on the bed beside him, he was also bottom naked and his
prick was in full erection.  He smiled tightly at me, I'm sure he was not
so comfortable with this ultra nudity.  "You can see my flag is up the
pole."  Then he looked down at my stuff .  It was rising as if it was
attached to a hoist and we both gave one giggle sound.

"Do you spit stuff?"

"Yeah," I answered with a gruff voice from the tension, "For about six
months.  You?"

"Only the last few days, and not always, but it's as hot as hot can be just
to feel that sensation."

I nodded.  Boy did I know.

I held my throbbing penis to calm it.  "It was pretty great before I could
ejaculate, that's what it's called.  I think I just to almost pass out."

"Tell me about it.  It took a bit of courage the first time to kept rubbing
until it happened."

"Did you discover it by yourself?"

"Yeah.  I'm a natural experimenter.  You?"

"Charlie."  Charlie was my older brother, "He did it every night when he
thought I was asleep."

Ty sort of moaned, "I'd like to see that.  A seventeen year old, that's too
excellent."

As this talk went back and forth it acted like foreplay, I guess, because
we were both rubbing away softly and our speech was hoarse and labored.  We
were both slipping into that sex hazy we loved so well.

Suddenly Ty stopped.  "I have a great idea.:

He blue eyes were snapping like a camera flash.  "Let's rub each other."

"Whoa," I said, "That's a little gay."

"What do I care.  I know it's going to feel super great."

He didn't wait for my okay but reach over and grabbed my stiff shaft.  As
soon as he touched me, I couldn't keep my eyes open and I felt breathless
and dizzy, but it was outstanding.

"Hey friend," Ty piped, "Remember me?"

I nodded knowing just what he meant and reach over and took his thick, long
improbable cock in my hand and used some of my self learned technique.  I
passed my thumb over the mushroom head, right at the slit.  That produced a
loud "uh" from him and then slid down and softly moved my hand up and down
his silky shaft.

I think he was so into my rubbing him that he forgot to work on me, still
him warm hand felt really good.  .

"I think I'm going to shoot, it's so good," he said.  "Don't stop."

Wow, he sure was a fast one.  It takes me much longer to get THE FEELING.

I looked at his face.  It was screwed up like he was going to cry or
something and his mouth was half open and...shit...he was drooling.  Then
his strong, hairless legs lifted slightly and he kind of gagged.  I looked
down at his penis.  There was no string of cum like I get but a wad of
stuff on the head.  He penis was jumping in my hand like it was trying to
shoot something.  Then he grabbed my hand.  "Stop Billy, I can't take
more."

He had hidden a tissue between the mattress and the box spring and he took
it out and wiped the head of his deflating cock and grinned at me.

"That was so good.  Do you want me to...you know?"  He said this without
too much enthusiasm.

I pointed down to my belly that was covered with spooge.

"Oh, wow, good."  He seemed relieved but I felt that our relationship had
changed.  He knew that I was falling in lust with him.  He sensed that he
had me in thrall of his prick.  It was true.

Yeah, it was true and proved the next morning.  The sex we had had wiped us
out and we both fell asleep quickly, pretty early for us.  The next morning
the room was flooded with sunlight and I woke up to find Ty was wrapped
around me.  His leg was over mine and his arms were around me.  I could
feel his substantial cock pressing in my side.

He whispered in my ear, "Billy, I'm really hard, I can't get dressed and
have breakfast this way.  Do your magic."

I really wanted to get him off me but my own prick rose up and got me
confused.  He took my hand and put it on his hard on.  He pushed it up and
down.  "Come on Billy boy."

I took a small rub hoping he'd be satisfied and quit this, but the long
aching sigh he let out captured me.  It was a thrill to be able to make my
pal so happy.  I began a quick rub, harder than I had down the night
before.  He was moaning steadily.  It was a good thing that his room was up
on the third floor otherwise we would have been heard.

He pulled my face down to rest on his cheek.  He whispered in my ear.  "I'm
in heaven.  Just a little more," this he grunted loudly and began to go
into fuck motions.  I felt my hand flooded with thick milk shooting from
his cock.

He kept lifting his hips and shooting.  I, myself, never shot this much.
Where did it all come from.  Finally he relaxed and spoke sleepily.  "That
was really something.  Thanks lover."  Then he did something unexpectedly.
He reached down on his chest and scooped up a bit of his cum and then
sucked his finger.

"Yummy, want a taste?"

"No thanks."  But he scooped a bit more up and pushed his finger into my
mouth.  I unconsciously sucked at his finger.  This was my first time of
Ty's stuff.  I don't know what I expected nor how to describe it
accurately.  It was first off, intimate, it was essence of Ty.  It was
sweet and hypnotic.  One thing must have ledged in the back of my brain: I
wanted more, and soon.

End Part One