Date: Mon, 9 Jan 2006 21:03:36 -0600
From: tup3w8n.w@gmail.com
Subject: My Friend Alice and Stanley

All the usual disclaimers. If you're under 18 years old, if stories of
graphic sexuality offends you, or if for any reason you're on this site
and shouldn't be then leave immediately. Many aspects of the story
present here is based on a real event. A large part of the story is pure
fiction and never really happened (but, I wish it had!) The whole story
is enhanced for the reader so it becomes more interesting to read. Names
and places were changed to preserve anonymity.

The first part of the following story is true and center around real
events that happened in my life. The second part is made up. I now wish
the second part actually really happened through my own volition or by
the act of others. I might have been upset or embarrassed at the time,
but by creating different possibilities and variations, the story extends
the original true story into new meanings that I can now appreciate with
greater significance - as if they actually had happened - or I wished had
happened.


		       My Friends Alice and Stanley

When I was between 12 and 15 years old, my bedroom was an enclosed porch
on the side of our house near the garage. The rest of the family was on
the other side of the house.

I think I was about 13 years old, maybe almost 14, when I had my first
girl friend, Alice. She would often come up to my house to talk and
hangout and sometimes she would come with Stanley, my best friend. All
three of us were good friends. Sometimes I would go to her house. Her dad
had a flatbed jigsaw and Alice and I cut out animals, painted them and
sold a few to neighbors and friends for yard decorations.

One early morning, I awoke hearing Alice's voice at the back door or the
actual door to my bedroom that led out to the garage.

"Ron. Are you in there?" she called at the same time knocking on the
door. In those days, I was a deep sleeper. I awoke with a start. I sat
partly up and she saw me move through the screen on the door.

I quickly covered my chest up with the sheet which covered me during the
warm summer night realizing that I was stark naked. I usually slept in
pajamas, but this night I had one of those "special dreams" that
though were very exciting and provocative while asleep come to an
unpleasant and somewhat messy conclusion. I had taken my pajamas off
during the middle of the night and tossed them out of reach at the foot
of my bed. I had nothing to wear except perhaps the sheet which could
cover me.

"Uh .... I can't come to the door right now", I told Alice as I stared
at the pretty girl I had come to know quite well framed in the screen.

"Why not", she asked innocently staring back at me.

I didn't know what to say. I was even embarrassed to tell her the truth.

"I just can't", stumbling on the words. "Uh ... I want to sleep some
more. Can you come back in an hour?"

"Ron, it is after ten o'clock", she said flatly.

Where was my mother, I thought? My sisters...? Oh, I remembered. They had
left to find new bathing suits. I think I might have heard them go
through my room to the garage. I was at home alone!

What was I going to do? I could go to the door with the sheet wrapped
around me, but then she would come in! She would also know I was naked
and I didn't want her to know.

"I know, but I am still tired." I laid back down and pretended that I
was still sleepy.

"Ron. Please let me in. It is time to get up. We can cut out some more
animals." She paused. "Don't you want to help me make some for my
grandpa's yard?" she pleaded.

I sat up still pretending I was sleepy. I just looked at her through
narrow eyes hoping she would go away.

Then she figured it out. She was a pretty smart girl. "Ron, you don't
have any clothes on, do you?"

I opened my eyes wider and said, "Of course I do. I have my pajamas
on."

"Prove it! I want to see!"

"I don't have to prove anything to you, Alice"

This seemed to stop her for a moment, but then she noticed my pajama
bottoms at the foot of the bed.

"You don't have any pajamas on. They are right there at the end of your
bed."

I was caught in a lie. Now what could I do. I decided to tell her the
truth. I looked at her with determination.

"OK, I don't have any clothes on. So won't you go away for a while so
I can get dressed?"

"No, I am not going to go away," Alice said, which more than surprised
me. I thought she was the type of girl who got embarrassed easily. Once
she noticed my zipper was down. She didn't say anything, but got all red
in the face and pointed a finger at my zipper revealing a bit of white
underwear. I quickly zipped up as she turned away and got interested in
something else immediately.

She continued, "You lied to me and I want to see how you are going to
get out of this situation." She paused perhaps realizing what she said
because her face was getting red like when she noticed my zipper. "Well,
you could wrap up in the sheet," she said maybe with a bit of guilt for
her brashness.

I slowly pulled the sheet around me and inched down the bed.

"I see your bottom!"

I quickly added my sheet in that area and said, "No you didn't", but I
wasn't sure.

Finally, I reached the end of the bed and picked up my pajama bottoms. I
pulled the sheet tight around my body and went into the kitchen and out
of sight of Alice to get dressed.

Now this is where the true part ends. I got dressed, grabbed an apple in
the kitchen and went with Alice to her house. We never spoke of what had
transpired earlier.

But what else could have happened? I am sure you can think of a lot of
possibilities. I could have popped right out of bed stark naked and
opened the door for her. When I was 13 years old, that thought could not
possibly have entered my mind, however I might have done something a
little different if I was brave enough! I do remember some of my more
sexy dreams and some thoughts that entertained my less than virtuous
mind.

So how can I extend this story from fact into fiction and still make it a
part of my life of reality in my boyhood? I bet there a lot of people out
there reading this who might have some suggestions. I would love to hear
your suggestions, too. My eMail address is: rondjohn@earthlink.net. If
you do write, make it an extended story rather than a couple lines of
suggestion. I might make it part of a new story extension to the true
part of the story and send it to Nifty.org. If I do, I will give you
credit for adding to my original story.

Or, send your own story to Nifty.org. Make the story real about something
that could have happened and not just a jerk off party like many stories
at Nifty.org. Be sure to start it as part of my true story. Please don't
change the factual part of the story, just add a new story.

Here is my fiction addition to the true part of the story above. I will
begin the story here and extend the original true story into another
direction. I probably would not have done this when I was 13, but then
maybe I would have if I worked up enough courage and bravery.

Then she figured it out. She was a pretty smart girl. "Ron, you don't
have any clothes on, do you?"

I opened my eyes wider and said, "Of course I do. I have my pajamas
on."

"Prove it! I want to see!"

"I don't have to prove anything to you, Alice".

This seemed to stop her for a moment, but then she noticed my pajama
bottoms at the foot of the bed.

"You don't have any pajamas on. They are right there at the end of your
bed."

I was caught in a lie. Now what could I do.

But at this point, I had another visitor - Stanley. He was my best
friend. We never did anything together sexually. We did other things
together like riding our bikes around town, playing baseball and spending
time playing cowboys and badmen in a nearby city park. Stanley was my
friend ever since we were in kindergarten. Alice, on the other hand,
moved to our school from one of the other nearby schools not in our
district.

Now someone else entered into the drama. Not that Stanley hadn't seen me
naked when we swam in a swimming hole near the city park, but he was also
a boy like me and I didn't care much if other boys so me naked. In fact,
I was beginning to think it was kind of exciting to see other boys naked
and that they could see me the same way.

Alice saw him first and said, "Hi Stanley. Ron won't get out of bed. We
were going to cut out some wood animals for my grandpa. Look - he is just
laying there! He claims that he has clothes on, but I don't think so.
HIs pajamas are at the foot of the bed.

"Hi Stanley", I said. He smiled at me. "Hey, will you make her go away
so I can get up?"

"Don't you have any clothes on, Ron", Stanley asked.

I had to play the same game with Stanley with Alice standing right there.

"Of course, I have clothes on, but I just want to get up without
everybody staring at me. Don't you know?" I tried to appear a bit
perturbed, realizing the excuse didn't make a lot of sense.

I took a deep breath and looked at the girl that I had been going with
for a whole three months and to my friend Stanley. I laid back and
stretched out on the bed with the sheet covering my body.

"I might have some other clothes on."

Once again, Alice said, "Prove it!"

I stared at both of them and thought to myself, `OK I will prove it!'

I slowly started to pull the sheet up my body. The sheet uncovered my
bare feet.

Alice opened her mouth staring at the moving sheet. At first she didn't
say anything. Stanley just stared, but had a big grin on his face. Then,
he turned to look at Alice.

I stopped moving the sheet at my ankles.

"See, you can't prove it because you are naked!" Alice said this with
determination watching my feet.

I slowly started moving the sheet up my legs.

Alice let out a little gasp and started giggling. "You wouldn't dare,
Ronald!"

The sheet reached my knees and I stopped moving it. Stanley laughed.

But Alice didn't say anything. Her mouth was open as well as her wide
eyes. She just stared at the edge of the sheet and at my knees. My pecker
started to become erect. Gosh, this was getting to be a bit exciting, I
thought to myself. It also struck me that it might be as exciting for me
to be playing my little-revealing-of-my-body game to Alice as it was to
Stanley.

I lifted the sheet up a little so they wouldn't notice the tenting.

Next, I began moving the sheet up my thighs ever so very slowly.

"Ron, if you are naked you can stop!" Alice said.

"No, let him go. I don't think he's naked", Stanley grinned. I think
he probably knew I was naked because I once told him that I sometimes
slept that way.

"Will you both go away so I can get dressed, then?," I said now hoping
at least Alice would not go away.

"No, I don't think so. I think you probably do have clothes on, maybe
your underwear, or you wouldn't be doing this."

"Maybe I do and maybe I don't," I said looking straight into her face.
Her nose was pressed against the screen a little and I might have laughed
in a different time. Stanley appeared over her shoulder with a big smile
of almost dumbness on his face. I don't know why I said, `dumbness',
maybe he just looked kind of goofy like trying to see what I was doing
around Alice.

I started moving the sheet further up my legs almost to my balls and then
stopped.

Alice started giggling a lot more and then very softly she said almost
inaudibly. "My god what if you are naked? I have never seen a naked boy
except my brother and he was only three years old."

Her face was very red. Her mouth remained open. Her eyes were wide. Her
hands were on either side of the screen. Stanley had to stand on his tip
toes to see past Alice.

I slowly began moving the sheet. My balls started to appear below the
sheet. Alice screamed, "You ARE naked!" She covered her eyes with her
fingers but peeked in-between them laughing almost hysterically.

"You are naked! STOP! ..... No! don't stop!

"Ron, you are a blooming idiot!" Stanley laughed with those words. "I
didn't think you had the guts to really do this in front of Alice - a
girl.

I moved the sheet up further revealing the base of my penis. Then, I
moved it up a little further and the sheet slipped over my erect boner
leaving me naked from the wasted down.

Alice was screaming and panting. "My god, my god, you did it! I can't
believe it! You did it!" She twirled around a couple of times and then
pressed her face against the screen. She pounded on the door with her
fists. Stanley was just staring at me and shaking his head in disbelief.

I threw the sheet on the floor leaving my whole body naked in front of my
first girl friend and my best friend.

"OK, I proved it! But you haven't seen anything yet!"

I wasn't sure I wanted to do this, but I think I was in a sexed up daze
or something. I was also very excited to see Alice so excited looking at
my naked body and also Stanley watching me. Stanley told me later that he
had never seen a boner on anyone else except himself.

I slowly brought my hand down, put it around my penis and started moving
it up and down the shaft first a little slowly and then I picked up a
little speed.

Alice stared at my hand working my penis and saying under her breath very
softly, "Oh my god, oh my god," over and over again. I think she liked
saying these words. Stanley also told me later that he had never seen
anyone jerk off except watching his own hand.

I moved my hand faster, played a bit with my balls and stretched my body
out with my head back slightly and my eyes tight shut now. I squinted at
Alice and she just stared. She was so pretty. I think I wanted to jump
right on her that second. I also looked at my best friend and I think I
also wanted to jump on him, too, tear his pecker from his blue jeans and
jam it down my throat! OH MY GOSH, DID I JUST THINK THAT THOUGHT! I
CAN'T BELIEVE I WAS THINKING THOSE KINDS OF THOUGHTS. I pulled long and
hard on my penis. I knew I was nearing a climax. Just the thought of
these two made my more and more excited. It was becoming very intense.

I shot one load of sperm against my right shoulder and the rest just
dribbled out. I was only 13 almost 14! I took a deep breath of air, let a
audible gasp and collapsed on the bed ... spent.

I squinted through my eyes and Alice was still standing there staring at
me. Stanley was watching me and Alice back and forth.

She said softly, "That was so beautiful....just so beautiful." I
thought to myself: I don't know if was beautiful, but it sure did feel
right!

She looked at me a few minutes more and then said, "Ron, that was just
great. Will you do it again sometime?"

I said, "Sure". I started to say this afternoon, but she turned and
left the door window.

Stanley quickly followed her, but called back to me, "Meet us at
Alice's.!

I quickly jumped up and went to the window. She was walking away kind of
funny. It wasn't for several years before I connected her walk with
being wet.

I didn't do `it' in the afternoon. We cut out animals for her
grandfather's yard. We didn't even talk about what happened in the
morning for a long time, but one day she asked me if I would do it again.
I said maybe, but of course I wanted to do it. Then she really shocked
me, "Can Mary Lou watch, too?"

Mary Lou was her best friend. I gulped in surprise and looked to see if
she was really serious. She was.

I thought about asking her if Stanley could come too, but I thought that
might not be the thing to ask!

I didn't answer right away. After a little while, I told Alice I would
think about it. However, I had already made up my mind.

But, that is another story.