Date: Wed, 16 Jan 2002 21:06:07 +0000
From: Ryan S <ckid2772@hotmail.com>
Subject: Young and Restless Part 1 - The Beginning

	This is not really a story in the sense that normally stories are
considered to be fiction. In this case that connotation does not fit. The
events depicted in this story really occurred and this is meant to be a
history of myself rather than a story about non-existents. Don't let that
discourage you. I'll be focusing more on the erotic nature of my youth than
anything else. I'll be writing a few of these if I get any positive
responses at all. I have changed some names and information to protect
individuals.


     The Beginning

	I was 11 years old when I first began having sexual urges. Like most other
boys around that age, they weren't really focused at anyone and masturbation
was a mystery to me. I'd say that lasted for about a year before I
discovered masturbation and the masturbation itself was more exploratory
than pleasurable. By the time I was 13 things were changing fast, most of
the boys I knew were talking about the girls they would like to go out with
and some had girlfriends. I however had no interest in the female species.
When I would masturbate I would think about the boys I knew from my soccer
team that I found attractive. I did not feel this was abnormal at all and I
couldn't understand why other boys wished to pursue the girls. I remember my
first experience with a boy quite clearly...

	Steven was a slim boy. He was about 5'7 and 125 pounds at the time. He had
brown eyes and short brown hair. He had a cute face and a nice firm
bubble-butt. I had known him for about 5 years as his house was not far from
mine and we often would hang out together. He also played for the same
soccer team I did. He was one of my best friends.
	I myself stood at about 5'6 and weighed 130 pounds. I also had brown eyes
and light brown hair but my hair was a little longer, cut at about my ears.
I have a cute face as well and a slim but muscular build.
One day in autumn after soccer practice I went over to his house for a
sleep-over. Normally there would be a bunch of boys there but this time it
was just the two of us. His parents were out of town with his brother for
some sporting event too.
	My mom had just pulled out of the drive way after dropping us off and we
headed inside and sat down on his couch and watched some TV.
	"Alex if you want to take a shower you can, it would be easier than having
to walk home and take one. Towels are on the rack in the bathroom," said
Steve. I readily accepted the offer as I had insisted that my mom drop me
off at his house with him rather than taking a shower before going over.
	I headed upstairs to his bathroom and found a towel. I stripped out of my
soccer uniform and hopped into the shower. I was quite a mess after soccer.
There was mud all over my legs. After cleaning up a bit I stood in the
shower and soaked up some of that head. I closed my eyes and ran a little
fantasy of having Steve on his knees sucking my cock. I was hard almost
immediately and thought about jacking off but decided that I probably
shouldn't do that at his house.
	After getting out of the shower and drying off I realized I didn't have any
clothes to change into so I wrapped myself up in the towel and headed
downstairs.
	"Hey man, could I borrow some clothes for tonight? Otherwise I'll have to
sit around naked all night," I declared. I was secretly hoping he would tell
me I should just stay naked.
	"No problem. Let's go up to my room. I'm sure I have something for you to
wear."
	I followed him up to his room where he began to lay out some clothes for me
to wear. As he laid the clothes out, a pair of Jeans and a plain white
t-shirt, I noticed a speedo swimsuit on top of his dresser. It was blue and
looked almost silky. I knew Steve was a member of the swim team and figured
that was probably his racing suit. I, however, wanted to see what a suit
like that would feel like so I played dumb.
	"What's that?" I asked, pointing to the swimsuit. I was thinking that suit
would really look good on me at that point.
	Steve turned from the dresser which he was pulling a t-shirt from and
looked at where my finger pointed.
	"That's my racing suit for swimming," he replied.
	"It looks really small and tight, what does it feel like when you wear it?"
I was really hot to try on the suit and while changing see if I could catch
Steve trying to look at my privates.
	"Yeah, it's really tight. It's stretchy too. It feels pretty cool to wear."
	"Wow, that's cool," knowing full well that most boys thought they were
awful. I had no problem being in something that revealing though. "Mind if I
try it on, if I like it maybe I'll get one too."
	"Sure go for it. I wouldn't buy one for public pools though," he said
chuckling "Most people think these show too much cock." He then tossed me
the suit.
	I dropped the towel and slid the speedo on and tied it tight around my
waste. I thought I spied him out of the corner of my eye watching me just a
little too intently. I thought to myself good and was hoping I was right.
	"How does it look on me?" I asked.
	"Like it was made for you. How do you like it? Oh I see you like it," he
laughed as the speedo bulged a bit with a growing erection. I absolutely
loved the suit; it was an inch cut at the hips and made of nylon and lycra.
	"Hey! It's not my fault, it feels so sleek and I haven't jacked off today!
I would have but I didn't think it would be polite to do it in your shower,"
I said laughing a little.
	"You jerk-off? I didn't know that, I do too. It's an addiction man!" he was
laughing again. I was glad to see he wasn't upset by my standing in front of
him wearing a speedo with a huge boner pressing the front of it.
	"Oh I do it all the time and I feel like I really got to do it soon! I'm so
horny, I should find a girlfriend," I stated. I really had no desire for a
girlfriend of course.
	"Yeah, me too. I have some porn though," he said smiling "Let's go see what
my brother has stashed away for us."
	I agreed to this and we went to his brother's closet which had a few tapes
in it. We picked one and went downstairs to watch it. It was a hardcore film
with excerpts from many different films. It was hetero-porn but I still
managed to get an erection by looking at the guys in the film. I could see
Steve was rubbing himself through his pants a bit.
	"Steve, I'm really getting horny. I want to finish this off, do you mind?"
	"No man, I don't mind, I was thinking the same thing!" He had a tissue box
on the coffee table in front of him.
	Now I was wondering if he wanted us to do it one at a time while the other
left the room. I decided to risk it instead of waiting for him to suggest
the one at a time option. I unzipped my pants, undid the button and pulled
my pants down to my ankles. My cock was very hard, it was about 5.5 inches
at full length and uncut.
	Steven was looking at me a little amazed but then he followed suit. I
looked over his cock as well. It was almost the same size of mine, I could
not tell if it was bigger or smaller but it didn't really matter. His cock
was cut. I knew he probably had never seen an uncut penis so I asked him if
he had.
	"Yeah, there's a guy on the swim team who is like that too."
	I began stroking my cock and so did he, he was sitting about 3 feet away on
the other end of the couch. I had a clear view of his masturbation. He
stopped got up and left the room. I heard him go upstairs. When he returned
he had a bottle of body lotion.
	"Needed some lube," he said "Want some?"
	"Sure"
	I let him squirt some in my hand and I proceeded to moisten my cock and
pull back the skin. I held the skin down with my left hand and used my right
to masturbate. I looked over at him. He was doing the same thing except of
course he didn't need to worry about the foreskin. On the TV screen some
stud was really giving it to a blond haired girl but I was more interested
in Steven.
	I began to move my right hand up and down my shaft. I caressed the tip of
my cock with my index finger and thumb, stimulating the head. Steven was a
little ahead of me and pounding away at his cock.
	"Oh yeah." he said and was breathing deeply and fast. His hand was stroking
his cock very fast now. I knew he would climax soon. I thought about his
hand on my cock and then thought about fucking him.
	My hands were working miracles on my cock. I massaged my balls for a while
and then went back to the shaft. Up and down, up and down. I was approaching
a furious rate of this. I convinced myself it was Steven jacking me off and
not my own hand. I could feel the sensation coming on and I tried to go as
fast as possible. I squeezed hard on my shaft and forced my hand up and down
over the tip and shaft of my cock. My ass flexed and back arched and I
sighed as I shot a massive wad all over myself. It was hot and sticky, and
some was on my hand which I tasted just a little bit.
	Steve was watching me and I realized he had seen me taste my own cum but he
didn't say anything. He looked a little amused. We got cleaned up with the
tissues and went and got some sleeping bags. We went to bed after playing
some video games at around 11.
	As we were falling a sleep Steve said, "This has been an interesting night
huh?"
	"Yeah," I was a little confused as we had not said a word about the
masturbation and now he seemed to be bringing up the subject.
	"I think it's better doing this together, a little more fun"
	"I think so too Steve."
	"Alright cool."
	I knew I had found somebody I could masturbate with. Now I was hoping he
would go farther.


End of part 1