Date: Sun, 31 Mar 2013 15:16:56 -0500
From: Scott Fricker <ftl_s1214@hotmail.com>
Subject: "What I Saw"

I let myself in Danny's house that late summer, midweek day without
knocking. I'd seen Grant's Schwinn bike laying on it's side on Danny's car
port and knew he was already there. Danny didn't know I was coming over,
but we were close enough friends to where walking into each others houses
wasn't thought of as being rude, especially during the summer when we were
off school and our parents were at work.

Danny's bedroom was at the far end of the house and I had to walk through
the kitchen and living room and down a hallway to reach it. When I got to
the entrance of the hallway I could see Danny's door was closed. I heard
Grant's voice yelp "Danny!" I knew something was up and tiptoed down the
length of the hallway until I got to Danny's closed door.

Danny lived in a house that was built prior to 1940 and the doors still had
the old fashioned door knobs with a keyhole below the knob.

I knealt down silently onto one knee and positioned my right eyeball in
front of the keyhole. I knew what I was doing was spying, but suspected
something private and sexual was going on behind that closed door and
wanted to have a look. My instincts turned out to be right on target.

Danny's narrow twin-sized bed stood parallel to the wall that faced the
door. On it I could see my best friend from sixth grade with Grant, another
twelve-year-old who'd moved to our neighborhood that summer. They were both
only wearing their briefs. On the floor in front of the bed I could see the
faded Levi cut-offs Danny always wore and a pair of red Adidas running
shorts and a white midrift t-shirt in a seperate pile that I assumed Grant
must have been wearing when showing up at Danny's.

Grant, who was blonde and blue eyed and had a cute pug nose sprinkled with
a few cinnamon brown freckles, was sitting up on his elbows, struggling to
keep his undies on as Danny struggled to pull them down. I couldn't help
but notice that even as Grant struggled to win the battle to keep his
briefs up, the front panel of those briefs showed a very noticable upward
arch to them indicating Grant's boner. My eye quickly shifted to where
Danny was kneeling on his haunches in between Grant's legs and saw the same
unmistakable outward stretching occuring in the clean white expanse of
combed cotton covering Danny's dick. Fuck, I thought to myself, I bet he's
going to give Grant a handjob like he did to me two week's earlier when we
were camping out in Danny's backyard.

I wondered if it would be Grant's first cum, like it had been mine.

"C'mon, Grant, you'll like it. Kevin let me do him and he loved it." Shit,
I couldn't believe he just told Grant that. Oh, well, at that moment in
time, with what I was seeing, I didn't really care. Finally, Grant
relinquished the struggle, releasing his fists from around the sides of his
partially tugged down Towncraft briefs and Danny quickly yanked the skimpy
garment down Grant's buttery tanned legs. Grant was one of those blondes
who had the ability of developing a coppery brown tan in summer. His skin
seeming to darken at the same rate his blonde hair lightened. I could
understand Danny's desire to be with him, and envied the fact that Danny
looked like he was about to take what Danny called his "cum cherry", as he
called it when he took mine.

Even though Danny and I and Grant were all the same age, Danny was a bit
more developed than Grant and me. And, as I saw Grant's boner now exposed
to view, saw that I was actually even a bit more developed than Grant.

As Danny dropped Grant's briefs onto the floor Grant's hands went in front
of his crotch. I watched as Danny gripped Grant's wrists pushing his hands
away and got to see Grant's boner standing up in a proud slightly curved
out jut. He appeared to be about three inches in length with a tight,
bloated tip that resembled a bluish-pink cherry. At the base of his
finger-slender shaft was a tightly held, rounded nutsack that resembled the
shape and size of a small not-yet-fully ripened plum. The pinkness in his
tip was repeated in his balls, but more muted. He was, like myself,
hairless and what I found totally sexy about him was that his crotch
featured a skimpy Speedo tanline. That small milky expanse of skin against
the coppery tone of his summer's tan looking like he was wearing a pair of
shear bikinis painted on his body.

"C'mon, Grant. You'll like it. I promise. Don't you want to know what it
feels like?" I heard Danny say in a horny, pleading voice, his eyes turned
down and looking in between Grant's spread legs.

"Okay, just don't tell anybody. You told me about Kevin. You gonna tell
Kevin about me too?"

"Hey, that just slipped. I didn't mean to. Don't worry, I won't tell
Kevin. But I bet if he were here right now he'd be wanting to do it too."

Danny was sure right about that. I was rubbing my downturned palm over the
very hard ridge inside my cut-offs as I took it all in, pressing myself
against my palm, and feeling my tight 12 year old stiffy pulsing
pleasurably against it.

"C'mon, and I'll show you mine too." Danny said, sitting up on his knees as
he quickly descended the size 12 briefs he wore. I knew he wore size 12s
because I'd seen the tag the night we played around in the tent.

"Wow, yours is big." Grant said, suddenly seeming to be more interested in
what was happening between them. His eyes twinkling hornily as he examined
Danny's more developed boyhood. Unlike Grant and myself, Danny was just
starting to enter puberty. His erection stood up in a very straight posture
with just the slightest curve to the shaft. His length was a good inch
longer than Grant's with a more robust thickness to the shaft and his balls
were larger, and appeared to be hanging lower. And, though it was
undetectable from the distance where I now knealt in the hallway feeling my
throbbing boner inside my denim cut-offs, I knew Danny also was starting to
get pubes. "You got pubes!" Grant observed, remarking on the few sparse
thin brown hairs that had started to appear on the slightly puffed out
surface of Danny's pubis. "Yeah, just started getting them. They kinda itch
sometimes, but I don't care. Means I'll be getting sperm. Can't wait for
that."

"Lay back, Grant. You're gonna love this." Danny said, a horny raspiness in
his voice. Grant relaxed a bit now, leaning back on his elbows, his eyes
cautiously watching as Danny's hand went up in between Grant's upper
legs. "Daaan!" Grant whimpered as he felt Danny's fingers encircling
Grant's skinny boyhood. My eyes glued to what I was watching, seeing
Grant's horny looking coat-hook curved pecker seeming to straighten out
more as it flexed.

"Relaaax," Danny said as he used his finger and thumb in a ring and began
to slowly glide it up and down the two and a half inches comprising Grant's
shaft, that ring pulling Grant's circumcized skin up and down with it,
pushing the tight yet loose skin up a little over the flared rim of Grant's
nubile sized cock tip.

Grant slumped back from being propped up on his elbows and lay back fully
on the bed, his head resting flat against the mattress. His eyes closed and
his legs spread wider, the motion of his legs spreading appeared to be his
body instinctively giving over to the pleasure my best friend Danny was
giving him. Grant's tummy would flex inwards and then relax as I heard him
making little whimpers and heard him softly moaning Danny's name. His head
twitching softly from side to side at times.

"Feels good, huh?" Danny said in a lusty voice as his face remained turned
downwards, focused on gently stroking and squeezing Grant's super horned
little dick. I could see Danny's own dick making excited flexes of its own,
the length of it pressing outwards from where it seemed to naturally want
to hug his body.

"Daaaanny?!" Grant whined and began to sit up, his legs looking like they
were starting to tremble. "It's okay, Grant. Starting to feel itchy inside
your dick?"

"Yeaaaah....Daaaaanny!?" Grant whimpered with uncertainy edging his
voice. "Danny...." Grant repeated in a soft far off sounding voice. "Oh,
Danny..."

I began to feel tingles building in the perineum area between my
contracting boy pucker and my tightening balls and I began thrusting my
groin against my palm as the scene in front of me unfolded.

"Yeah, you gettin' the feeling now, huh?" Danny said, licking his lips and
starting to use his free hand to jerk himself off. "Cum for me, Grant! It's
okay, buddy. It's okay. I know it's your first time. C'mon, give me your
cum cherry!" Danny encouraged Grant's vulnerable innocence towards knowing
what I now knew was the best feeling in the world ever. Danny's four inches
began to make jerkish fuck movements in and out of his clenched fingers. I
could feel my butt, encased inside my tight cut-offs, flexing inwards as I
continuously pressed my own boner against my downturned pressing palm in
the hallway, trying my best not to make a sound, but beginning to pant.

Grant's knees began to spread wider and his hips and groin began to pivot
in rapid upward thrusts. I watched as Grant once again raised himself up on
his elbows, a look of anxiety in his eyes as they darted rapidly back and
forth between where his horny little 3 incher was helplessly fucking in and
out of Danny's fingers and up into Danny's face, as if he was somehow
looking or wanting some kind of instruction or explaination as to what was
happening to his body. "DANNY! IT FEELS FUNNY!" Grant squeeled in a
falsettoed pitch as he began to frantically piston in and out of Danny's
fingers, his body, obviously taking every ounce of control to make it last,
losing the battle, seemingly guided by pure sexual instinct to get
off. "NOOOOOOO! STOP! I'M GONNA PEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Grant yelped in utter
panic as his slender hips and nubile, hairless pelvis rose up and locked in
place. I grunted softly as I felt my own penis spasm violently inside the
combed cotton of my briefs as my red hot, drum tight dick began to quake
with my own spermless orgasm.

I stared through the keyhole daring not to blink, not wanting to miss even
a blink's worth of what I was seeing. Grant's tender little cherry looked
bloated to the point of popping like a balloon. Danny released Grant's cock
and he sat up kneeling on his knees and began using both of his hands to
pleasure himself. One hand rapidly pistoning up and down his still boyishly
slender four incher and the other cupping his puffy round snug ballsack,
fucking his hand rapidly. My vision darted between the incredibly erotic
sight of Danny urgently fucking his fist and seeing blonde sexy little
Grant making vulnerable helpless sounding whimpers tinged with that "what
just happened?" uncertainty to them as his little dick flexed, the hooked
curve straightening out stiffly over and over and over again in what was
his first ever orgasm continuing to occur. Grant's small rounded balls
visibly convulsed below his shaft, those two grape sized orbs half tugged
up into his puffed out groin on either side of his stiffly twitching
erection. His boner almost looked like it was kicking.

Danny's flat toned tummy suddenly sucked in and then bowled out rigidly.  I
heard him yelp 'FUCKMYDICKSGONNACUM!' in one continuous pronunciation as
though the seperate words were all one as his still yet unbroken boy's
voice sounded with harsh tight-bellied grunts. I watched as he let go of
his penis and saw its super straight posture make outward jerks, stretching
away from his nearly hairless pubis. Beyond the door, I felt my own penis
continuing to twitch in hard jerkish swells that almost hurt as I felt the
spastic swells running from my pulsing tip to my spasming perineum to my
tightly squeezing pink virgin boy pucker.

I rose to my feet shakily, feeling my tender twelve-year-old dick still
making it's hot tingling flexes and tiptoed down the hallway and back
through the living room and kitchen where I silently opened and closed the
back door. Getting on my bike I raced home and up to my bedroom where I
took off all of my clothes and jerked myself off wildly reliving what I'd
just heard and seen, moaning both Danny and Grant's names as I brought
myself off to not just one, but two additional dry orgasms. The sight and
sound of watching Danny taking another boy's "cum cherry" after having only
taken my own two weeks before being the most erotic thing I had ever
experienced in my life up to that point, and possibly up to the present
time as well.