Date: Sun, 28 May 2006 17:10:08 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeremy Gress Subject: Lessons learned 2 For several days that followed after Rod taught me how to jack off, I practiced several times a day. I would go to bed with the thought of waking up in the morning with a boner and running into the bathroom to jack off. The boners I would get during the school day would just make me anxious to get home and pull my pants off. I think I did it at least four times each day. Privacy wasn't that big a deal. My mother wasn't around that much and when she was, she was far enough away in the house. My sister enjoyed knowing that I was jacking and even watched a couple of times while I jacked in the bathtub. I would love it when she would watch. I wouldn't really watch her, I would just close my eyes, lay back in the water and stroke. Ellie was always happy and interested that I felt good after I finished jacking. All that week, I also tried to coerce several of my friends into learning from me. I was careful but not too skillful in the attempts. It really didn't dawn on me then that it was only my entrance into puberty that gave me the ability to cum. When Rod gave me the pleasure, I thought it was like I had discovered a door to adulthood. There were all those adult things that kids couldn't do or weren't allowed to do. You had to be so old to drive, to drink, and to drink and drive, and all those other things. I know we were told that you had to be so old to be able to have sex, I just figured that jacking was just another milestone that adults kept to themselves. I tried several different ways to test the interest of my friends in jacking off. I knew that I could keep trying with several guys and eventually get there. I really didn't get any takers that week. A couple of guys knew what I was talking about but they expressed no interest or knowledge in it at all. One boy knew exactly what I was talking about. His brothers had discovered it years ago and apparently practiced it about as much as I was. He thought it was disgusting and I heard how pissed he was at his brothers for making his participate. He really didn't want to talk about it but I was able to some how get the conversation back on it for several short comments through out the week. He finally said something about how he hadn't developed enough to do it. I started to understand then. The closest I came that week was when I tried a technique of enticement of walking out of the bathroom with a boner. I got laughed at and there was some interest by the other boy. After some quick comments about being hard and pubes, he told me to put it away. Actually, about a year later, that boy told me that if I had pushed it just a little more, he would have at least grabbed my dick and probably played around more. When Friday came again, my plan was to find Hector from down the street and work an invitation to sleep over. I was going to work on Hector and see if I could get him interested. After I had learned a little more about the need to mature, I made a point of looking for pubes. I was able to spot some wispy things above Hector's little dick. I saw the pubes when Hector and his little brother Humberto pissed in the alley. Since neither one of them was that shy about people seeing what they had, I thought he might be a great target for plans. And more than likely it would just be us three boys. I was out in the yard, messing around with the guys when Rod and Ellie came home. They had been at the gas station and picked up a couple of videos. These were your normal videos, it was just we were about 60 miles from the nearest Blockbuster or any other reputable video store. The station did and still does have a much wider variety of videos. You could go behind a bead curtain to get to some of the nastier ones. The truckers that pulled off the interstate sure kept that little room busy. I decided my best chance of getting some one to join me jacking off was to stay home and see if Rod was still interested. It was a wise move. We found something to eat. Visited with our mother as she came home to change clothes. She even ignored Rod's presence as she walked into the room while still pulling on her dress and asked Ellie to zip her up. Apparently Rod could see more than I could, he commented on being able to see my mom's nipples. I'm not sure how he could, mom always wore one of those industrial strength bra's. It would shake the house when she let it drop to the floor. When several of them would be hanging near the washing machine, it was like a paint ball course with all the barriers and covers. When it got dark, we met at the couch. In the past, I would have been sitting and leaning on Ellie's side. Tonight, I took the opposite side, next to Rod. As the movie started, we pulled a blanket over us and the lights went out. I stayed staring at the TV but I paid no attention to the movie at all. Rod's hand was on my leg. He squeezed it and rubbed it a little, it was all nice and safe. We watched a James Bond movie that night and there was plenty of loud explosions and enough scenes where you were in suspense and quiet. Rod's hand moved up my leg. He would rub a little and each time he would get closer to my balls. His hand would barely touch my balls and then move down my leg again. When something blew up in the movie, Rod's hand went tight up against my balls, his hand was even under my balls. He might have jerked unintentionally or may have taken advantage of me jumping to slide his hand to such a good spot. Rod's hand stayed there for a while. It was already hot there but his hand just really heated it up. He would move his fingers a little, it would massage the inside of my thigh and move my balls around. I was twisting my body a little with the intent of pushing my boner close enough to feel Rod's hand. All of a sudden, Ellie gets up. I had almost forgotten she was on the couch with us. She went to the kitchen to go get cokes. As she was coming back, I could see her stop in the kitchen and put the cokes down. I could see her do the trick where she slides her bra off without taking off her shirt. She had done that so many times that I could tell what she was doing just by seeing a little bit of her. She came back and handed us the cokes. It made Rod take his hand off of me. It did disappoint me. Ellie didn't settle down right away. I saw Rod put the hand he had on me up under his nose. I wondered if he was trying to see if his hand smelled like anything. When he did it a couple more times, I was sure he could smell something. And he seemed to really like it. Ellie did finally come back and we all shifted around and got comfortable. I ended up with me almost laying on Rod. His hand was on my belly. His other hand was around Ellie's shoulder and was making its way to her tits. As the movie went on, it didn't matter what was going on, Rod's hand was doing some exploring. As Rod's other hand rubbed on Ellie's tits, his hand was also making the same movements on me. I lost track was what was going on the other side of him when he started to pinch my nipple. I got very still, held my breath, and I was getting a little worried. I was at the time in my development that if you squeezed my nipple, you could actually make a little liquid come out. It may have been milk but it was just clear liquid. I was worried about it up until the week earlier when Rod helped me discover a much more exciting bodily fluid. When Rod did pinch my nipple, he did get a drop or two. Rod just rubbed it between his fingers and kept going. He rubbed it back into my nipple. While I liked the attention to my nipple, the inside of my pants were screaming. I was trying to will Rod's hand in that direction. Fortunately, the movie ended and I had to get up and swap the video. It was Rod's turn to pick that evening and I put in the last Die Hard movie. I got back on the couch, got under the blanket, and put Rod's hand on my belly. Rod slowly rubbed my belly and moved down closer and closer to the top of my jeans. His fingers worked their way under the waist band of my jeans and floated above my underwear waist band. First, a fingertip when under my underwear and it went deeper and deeper. Rod's little finger touched the tip of my dick and my whole body shook at the touch. It was just a brush of his finger across my hard rubber-like dick but it was like he grabbed my entire body. Rod didn't go much farther until he saw what I was going to do. I was just waiting for more. He pushed his hand as far as it would go but only fingertips touched my dick. I finally couldn't take it and I leaned up off my butt and undid my jeans. I pulled them down to about half way down my legs. Rod's hand slipped in my underwear and completely swallowed my dick and balls. He rolled my balls around, stroked my dick a little, played with the piss hole, pulled on my pubes and just made me feel good. He pulled his hand out, I leaned my head up and looked at him. I was scared that he might be done. He put his hand to his nose and again and rubbed it. I was relieved when he put his hand back under the blanket and began to push the front of my underwear down. I helped him and it a second my dick was free and pointing straight up. His hand was all over my dick and balls. I moved my hand over to where his dick would be. I hit my hand on Ellie's. I wasn't going to fight for position. I was happy without having to help him out. Rod started stroking me for real. His thumb was on top of my dick and he had two fingers underneath. I was humping my hips a little, I just couldn't help it. The motion was to obvious and Ellie asked Rod two times if he was jacking me. He admitted it and asked her if she wanted to see. He pulled the blanket off and exposed my boner. Ellie leaned up to watch it better. I was loving it. It was almost as exciting to have her watch as it was to actually being jacked off. Ellie didn't take her hand off Rod's dick. She did ask him if he wanted her to do the same thing to him. When he lifted his butt in the air to make his belt and zipper available, she understood the answer. She stood up and pulled his jeans and underwear down and off. She sat in front of him and got him all set. While all that was going on, Rod had a hold of my dick and not jacking. He was hanging on tight like he didn't want to drop me. Ellie started stroking Rod and she was looking at his hand on my dick. She mimicked just about every move he made on me. She matched it stroke for stroke and even gave it a little twist when he did it to me. I wasn't that far away from shooting and I was laying back and enjoying it. I heard a sloshing sound that was coming from Rod's dick. It was apparently his precum in his dick. I tried to tell Rod that I was about to shoot but he didn't slow down. I shot several times and he never slowed down. I had to put both of my hands on his hand to get him to stop. His fingers stayed on my dick. He about squeezed all the blood out of it when he started to shoot. I don't remember the end of the movie. I don't remember them moving. The next thing I knew was waking up in the morning. I was on the couch, my jeans and underwear was down around my ankles, I was covered with the blanket and had my pillow from my bed under my head. And a morning boner that needed attention. After I jacked that morning, I just happened to smell my hand that I had on my dick. It did smell pretty strong. To me, it was a good hot and sexy smell. I figured that was what Rod was enjoying. The night before. Once I had that smell in my nose, I thought I could smell it from all over me. Normally, I wouldn't take a bath on the weekend. Once I was out of school on Friday, I wouldn't take a bath until Sunday night to be ready for school the next day. I was going out to hang with friends and figured it would be better to smell sweet with soap than from cum. I was in the tub getting cleaned up when my mother came home. She thought there was something very wrong when she heard me in the bathtub. She came through my room and into the bathroom to check on me. I did cover up a little and she didn't make much eye contact, she was checking me out. I did tell her I was alright, but she still worried about why I wanted to be clean on a weekend. I did what I normally did on a weekend, run around as much as possible. I played some touch football at the junior high field, and shot baskets at the elementary school slab, I rode with the others to the Dairy Queen, twice. Once for lunch and once for a peanut buster bar. By the end of the day, I was sweaty and dirty. I found dinner at a friend's house and was heading home after dark when I waved to my mom as she was going out for the evening. I stripped my shoes and shorts off. I got back on the couch and wanted to see Die Hard for real. I have yet to watch that movie completely. I really liked the others but this one just confused the fuck out of me. It was just too weird and too many things happened to be real. About a half hour into it, Rod and Ellie showed back up. Ellie was in a bad mood and wanted to go somewhere else but Rod wanted to come here. I didn't try to cover up or grab my shorts. But I also didn't expect much at all. At least not right away. Rod flopped down on the chair across from me and asked me why I was watching the movie again. I told him that I didn't remember seeing it last night. He looked at the TV and agreed that he didn't remember that part. Ellie came back and hand him a coke and asked if he really wanted pizza. We had one place in town and they would deliver, if "John the Pizza Boy" decided to work that night. Rod started kidding me about last night. He said that when I fell asleep, I was out of it for good. He asked me if it helps to do "that" before I go to bed. I said something about how not too many times does somebody do "that" to me to help me sleep. He said he just meant jacking off. I did admit that I was doing it before I went to sleep. I didn't tell him I did it when waking up, when coming home from school, as well as going to sleep. Then he got telling me that he usually jacks off in bed when he has trouble going to sleep. He told me that he would keep an old shirt or just some rag close by so that he wouldn't mess up his sheets. With my sister sitting there, he told me how he would jack after some dates when he would get hard and have to do something. My sister was listening but she was a little too mad to admit it. Then he asked if he could show me something. The stuff he showed me up to this point was all good and had some very good benefits. I was ready. He asked if I was hard. I said no, but told him to watch. I stood up, pulled my underwear down and with just two or three flicks of my fingers, my dick went from limp and hanging to straight out and hard as a rock. My sister gasped and covered her mouth as she watched my seemingly amazing conversion. She would ask me about that days later. She never knew it could happen like that. I had to demonstrate that a few more times. We actually tried it more times than it worked, sometimes I was already hard or was hard by the time I got my clothes off. I did let her perform the trick with her own fingers, she was very good at it too. Rod didn't waste a lot of time that evening. I suspect that he had it planned and that is what pissed Ellie off in the first place. He told me to keep standing. He slid over in front of me. Since I had been out all day running around and playing, I was dirty. You could see the definite line of dirty where my underwear stopped. And you could also see that I sure didn't wash my hands before I took a piss, as there were a couple of smudges right on my dick. Rod played with my dick a few seconds, looking at it closely, pinching it and holding it at different angles. Then he looked up at me and told me that this was going to feel extremely good. I had no idea that he was about to suck my dick into his mouth. He did it so quick that I felt his tongue on my dick before I even knew it. I screamed, Rod started to laugh, Ellie yelled at Rod to not hurt me. I had heard plenty of guys telling somebody to suck their dicks, and heard of blow jobs but right then I didn't believe anybody would actually do it. I yelled again as Rod put his mouth back on my dick. I could barely stand still. I was ready to fall back or just run. I grabbed his head to keep from falling. Ellie stood up next to me and kept asking if I was alright. I really couldn't tell her if I was, I couldn't make a coherent sentence to save me. I was shaking and my knees were giving out, my dick felt like it was being hit with electricity, and my butt clenched so tight. Ellie made Rod stop. It was actually a good thing, it let me take a breath. They argued a minute about whether it was hurting me before they actually asked me what I thought. I told them I did like it. Rod had me take off my shirt and started on me again. I became aware that he also had his hand on my balls. That would have felt good by itself. I did grab his head again and held on as my hips humped his mouth. He had me very close to shooting when he stopped a couple of times to tell Ellie the finer points of what he was doing. He told her to cover her teeth so they don't rub on the dick. He asked me if I felt his teeth, I think I said no. He said you didn't have to suck or blow. Rod told Ellie to try it. As he was trying to convince her, I was able to settle down. Even though I was on the edge of shooting, that delay let me calm down. If I hadn't, I would have shot all in her mouth when she did try it. It was a much different feeling. She didn't move her head back and forth, but she was good with her tongue. I looked at her attached to my dick, and then up at Rod. I really couldn't believe any of what was going on. Ellie didn't stay long on me. She slipped off, wiped her chin as Rod asked if she liked the taste. She said it wasn't bad at all. She said it tasted like I smell, I guess that wasn't bad. Then Rod went back on my dick. He licked and sucked and bobbed his head. His hand had my balls all wrapped up and I even felt one finger right on the edge of my hole. I started to slap his head to try to warn him that I was going to shoot. When he didn't move, I had no choice but to grab his hair and pull him into me as tight as I could. I could feel him swallowing as I was shooting into his mouth. Every muscle in my body tensed up as I shot. Rod kept at it after I was too sensitive for it. I had spasm through my body and then just slumped over on him. I was able to pull my dick out of his mouth. I fell back on the floor, my legs spread and knees up. I had a big smile on my face. I couldn't move. I finally got up off the floor and hid behind a chair later on when John the Pizza Boy knocked on the door. When I did finally go to bed that night, I kept thinking about all that I had to teach some other boy. That was going to be a whole lot more than I was originally thinking. It was a great lesson that I learned that night.