Date: Sun, 15 Jan 2006 01:04:35 -0600
From: tup3w8n.w@gmail.com
Subject: Naked in the Night

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.

Naked in the Night

In another story (My Friends Alice and Stanley), I told  you about my
bedroom which was actually an enclosed porch on on the side of our house
nearest the garage. My parents and sisters lived at the other end of the
house.

When I was about 12, I use to read for a couple of hours late at night
during the summer. Around midnight, I would turn the lights off, get up
out of bed and walk around outside our house - naked. Oh, sometimes I
would wear a small loin cloth that I had fashioned out of a long piece of
red cloth I found somewhere. But most of the time, I would be naked. I
didn't even wear shoes because my feet were pretty tough from being bare
foot most of the summer.

The warm summer night air on my naked body was exciting. I crept around
in the backyard and sometimes clear to the back nearly 100 feet from the
house. There was a farmer's field here and not a house for miles.

When the moon was out, everything was a lit up a little and this made it
even more exciting. I could see my naked moon shadow walking around with
me. Of course, I would never do this during the day even if my parents
and sisters were gone and I was alone. I would certainly have been
spotted by our neighbors on the garage side of our house. There was a
vacant lot on the other side, but I still could have been seen from the
road unless I was directly behind our house.

Things were much safer and more exciting at night. I knew the bedroom of
our neighbors faced our house, but as long as their light was off I felt
safe. Of course, I never realized they could have gotten up at night with
the lights off and noticed me outside. I never realized for a long time
that if their lights had been on that it would actually be harder for
anyone to see someone outside.

However as far as I know, our neighbors never noticed a young naked
neighbor boy walking and running around outside. I am sure I would have
found out if they had seen me outside at night because my parents would
have told me the neighbor saw me.

For my parents or sisters, they too never knew of my outdoor adventures
in the middle of the night. My sisters were only 8 and 4 when I was 12
and would have never noticed me anyway. My parents probably did get up at
night and even look out the window, but I didn't go on that side of the
house. They could have checked on me in bed, but I guess they never did
because they never said anything.

Even though there were stray dogs in the area and perhaps other wildlife
like a skunk or possum, I have saw any. (I think back as a kid and
considering the way kids think or don't think about potential
circumstances, it never dawned on me that if a skunk had let me have it I
would have been in one heck of a predicament being out side, stark naked
and smelling something awful!) I did see a cat a couple of times that
scared the living daylight out of me.

I use to walk naked down our short driveway to the street and wait for
passing cars. I would hide next to our hedge when I saw car lights coming
from either downtown to the right or from the rural area to the left
facing away from our house. I could see and hear the car lights coming
from a distance and would race down the driveway and hide. As the car
passed by light from the headlights would flash over my white naked body.

I lived in a small town and sometimes only one or two cars a night would
pass by. However sometimes, but even more rarely, someone would walk by.
This was the most exciting. I could see someone coming around the turn
and up the hill a long way off as they walked through pools of light from
street lights.

One night I was standing naked next to the hedge when a car passed by. I
was getting ready to walk back up our driveway to the house when I saw
someone coming up the hill. I moved a bit further into the hedge and
waited. It was so exciting. It was a man because I could see his hat and
coat silhouetted in the light as he walked through, in and out, of the
street lights. He came closer. It seemed like he was walking right toward
me, but then he slowly passed perhaps only 10 feet from me. Little did he
realize that he walked right past a 12 year old naked boy standing in the
bushes.

Now this is all that really happened and are things I did while on my
naked adventures in the dark in the middle of the night. I never thought
about doing this when a friend stayed overnight or if I stayed overnight
at their house. I suppose I could extend the story and make something of
inviting a friend to participate in my naked adventures outside, but I
can't think of any friend who would have done this. As I look back,
there were probably lots of boys who would have found this as exciting as
me, but I always thought I was the only one who would do such a thing.
Maybe my best friend Stanley would have done this, but I never asked him.
Perhaps a reader will extend my story by creating an adventure like this.

When someone did stay overnight, we usually played board games or talked
about everything under the sun until we fell asleep. Since we were on the
other side of the house, we never disturbed the rest of the family. Never
once did I even think about jerking off with a friend let alone touching
each other. I know there are a lot of stories at nifty.org about this
activity and though it seems like maybe I should or could have done this
as I look back at my boyhood, I know that if one of my friends had
suggested such an activity I would been mortified and probably would not
be his friend for long. Of course I did play with my self and enjoyed it
immensely, but it was well into my teens before I actually achieve an
orgasm.

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. If you do write, make it an extended story rather
than a couple lines of suggestion. Or, write back to Nifty.org and
include your written story beginning somewhere in my story of fact. Make
the story real about something that could have happened and not just a
jerk off party like many stories at Nifty.org. Please don't change the
factual part of the story, just add a new story.

Here is my suggestion. I will start here:

One night I was standing naked next to the hedge when a car passed by. I
was getting ready to walk back up our driveway to the house when I saw
someone coming up the hill. I moved a bit further into the hedge and
waited. It was so exciting. It was a man because I could see his hat and
coat silhouetted in the light as he walked through, in and out, of the
street lights. He came closer. It seemed like he was walking right toward
me, but then he slowly passed perhaps only 10 feet from me. Little did he
realize that he walked right past a 12 year old naked boy standing in the
bushes.

I watched him walk away and then I heard him say, "How you guys doing?"
and an answer back.

My hair stood up on the back of my neck. I sure as hell didn't know
anyone else was around. Did they see me earlier?

"We're doing just fine." Then, I saw two smaller figures walk past the
man and right toward me. My heart leaped and I turned to run, but it way
too late.

"Hi Ron, what you doing running around stark naked out here?"

It was Clair and his friend Jerry. I knew these two guys from school. I
was in the seventh grade and they were in the eight grade.

I started to lie and tell them that I was sleep walking, but quickly
realized this wasn't going to work.

"Uh.... it was really hot in my room and I decided to take a walk
outside. I saw the man coming up the street and decided to wait for him
to go by. I didn't see you guys"

Clair laughed and said, "Pose not Ron. We saw you a few minutes ago."
He paused and looked at me closer in the light of the moon and distant
street light. "Look Jerry, he doesn't have any hair on his entire body
except on the top of his head."

It was true. I still hadn't grown any hair around my pecker. I know I
should have by this time  because I had experienced a couple of night
time emissions. I glanced at both boys and noticed that Jerry looked a
bit embarrassed, too. I wondered why?

I felt even more embarrassed because of this discovery, but there
attention had changed.

Clair looked at Jerry and said, "Maybe we could run around naked, too!"
and he started pulling off his t-shirt.

Jerry laughed and said, "Why not?" and took his t-shirt off, too. Clair
began unbuttoning his jeans. For a second, I thought maybe this will be
all right as long as they didn't wake up the neighbors.

But Clair stopped, holding up his unbuttoned pants. He leaned over to
Jerry and whispered something. I couldn't hear, but I didn't like the
way he whispered. Jerry laughed and said, "Yeah, that would be cool! Do
you think it will be all right with the others?"

"We are the oldest except for James and he doesn't count. They'll
think its cool if we say so".

Clair buttoned up his pants, came real close to my face and said with
enthusiasm, "Ron, we are going to take you on a little trip." Actually,
he didn't sound threatening, but I was still scared.

I gasped and said, "I don't want to go any where!"

"Oh, you'll like where we are taking you and what we'll do. You'll
have lots of fun! Truly, it will be fun! We don't just invite anyone but
since you like to run around naked, we know you'll enjoy it! Won't he
Jerry?"

Clair looked at Jerry and they both laughed. "He sure will, Clair!"

Now, I really didn't like this one bit. I never liked Jerry and Clair
and for that matter none of the other boys and most of the girls in their
grade. Clair and Jerry and some of their other friends use to pick on the
kids in the classes younger than them. Sometimes, one of us would find
our pants on a flag pole. It never happened to me, though I was
threatened often enough. It happened to my friend Stanley, but they only
took of his pants and not his underwear. I guess it was because we were
on the school playground in broad daylight. I heard that during a
football game at the high school they got this kid in the sixth grade and
pantsed him - both his pants and underwear.

"Help me Jerry!" Clair said, and with that, they both grabbed me under
my arms and started leading me back up the street from where they came. I
struggled a little, but they held my arms tight. "Don't worry Ron.
You're really, really going to enjoy this and we'll get you back home
before the sun comes up!"

Both boys were still shirtless. They had tucked their t-shirts in their
pants. I could feel their naked skin against mine as I was force walked
between them up the street. I thought about yelling, but I knew that I
would never be able to explain how I got to be naked outside in the
middle of the night.

"Please don't do this. Let me go!" I said softly to them in the most
forceful voice I could muster.

They suddenly stopped and Clair said, "Hold him good Jerry!"

Jerry positioned himself behind and held me in a full nelson. Clair stood
real close in front of me with his nose almost touching my nose.
Suddenly, he reached down and grabbed my whole scrotum with one hand. I
made a short squeal.

"I told you that you're going to like this and this is just a
preview!" He said this in a very pleasant voice.

He held me like this for what seemed like the longest time twisting and
turning my parts. I could feel my pecker starting to rise. Clair must
have realized what was happening and let go. His nose was touching my
nose now. I was on the verge of crying.

"Ronnie," he called gently using my baby name, "Just relax and
enjoy."

I thought of calling them queers or some other equally bad name and maybe
try and break loose and run, but I was now frightened that they would
really hurt me. (By the way, I don't think of queers as being bad
anymore!)

They continue to force me along the road. My eyes were blurring from
tears. I was hoping a car might come along. These two guys might let go
and I could run for it toward my house. I wasn't that far away. But no
such luck.

"We're almost there", Clair said, I guess really to Jerry.

In the moon light, I saw a car with the lights off, but running, and
sitting along side of the road.

Oh my gosh I thought to myself! That must have been the car that came by
just before I saw the man coming up the road.

We reached the car and Clair opened the back door and told me to get in.

"Look what we found James." Clair called to the driver of the car.

James turned around. I had seen him before, but didn't know him. I
thought he might be a sophomore in the high school.

"My gosh, a naked little boy! What are we going to do with him Clair?"
Even though James was older, I immediately got the impression he was a
bit slower than Clair and Jerry.

Clair and Jerry piled into the car - Jerry in the front passenger seat
and Clair in the back seat with me.

"We're going to take him to that old barn where we go sometimes."
Clair looked at me in the dark of the car, "and make him feel real
good!"

James said, "That'll be fun! We aint had no one new since Johnny
Kaller!"

I must have let out a sob a little too loud and Clair said, "Really Ron!
Don't be such a baby! We aint gonna hurt you at all and you'll remember
this night the rest of you life. You're really going to enjoy it,
really! I promise!"

I didn't believe a word he was saying. I certainly didn't believe the
promise of this eighth grader who was known for doing bad things. Also, I
new Johnny Kaller. He was in the sixth grade. He was known for doing
crazy stupid things like pulling the dresses of girls up or grabbing
someone's balls when they weren't looking.

The other two guys laughed and Jerry said, "Seriously, this will be one
heck of a ride to go on!" and all three guys laughed.

James put the stick shift in gear and we sped off up the road.

"James," Clair called, "We're going to stop by my house and get my
sister and her friend."

"No!" I yelled. "No girls. I don't want any girls!" I knew who he
was talking about. Mary was Clair's sister and she was in my grade. Her
friend was probably Heather who was also in my grade.

"Oh, but you will Ron. Trust us, you will!" Clair replied.

I complained in vain and still almost on the verge of tears, but to no
avail. These guys had made up their minds and there was nothing I could
do.

Perhaps ten minutes later, we pulled into Clair's drive way and he
jumped out of the car and ran into the house.

He was gone just couple of minutes and Clair and two girls and another
boy  came running back to the car.

This time Clair jumped into the front seat with Jerry and James and his
sister, Mary, and sure enough her friend Heather and the other boy, who
was Johnny, jumped into the back seat with me one girl on either side of
me. Johnny was a neighbor of Clair's. I think he often was at Clairs'
house because his parents were always out drinking, or so I had heard.
Johnny knelt on the floor board in front of his sister.

Both girls and Johnny were squealing with laughter. "Hi Ron, Clair told
me you walk around naked outside at night. Is that true?" Mary said
looking over my body with delight.

I held my hand over my private area, but my hand certainly didn't cover
the fact that I was naked.

I felt the car lurch backwards out of the driveway and then forward along
the road.

I didn't answer her question. I was so ashamed and humiliated. I just
hung my head with a few tears dripping on to my bare legs. I was glad it
was somewhat dark so they couldn't see my tears let alone more of my
nakedness.

Both girls sat next to the door and not real close to me in the middle. I
was grateful for this. Heather couldn't stop giggling and kept looking
at me.

"I can't wait to tell everyone", Mary said.

"Oh, please don't tell anyone", I said meekly.

Mary and Heather laughed and the boys in the front seat turned around and
Clair said, "Of course no one will know but us! Remember, everyone, our
promise!"

Everyone in the car was suddenly silent.

This was the worst day of my life I thought to myself.

The barn they were talking about was only about a mile from Clair's
house. The car swerved down a bumpy little road and stopped next to the
barn door.

All four doors flew opened and everyone piled out of the car, but I just
sat there. I thought I wouldn't go willingly. Jerry and Clair came to
the open door.

"Come on Ron. This is gonna to be fun!" Clair said.

He reached for me, but I shoved his arm away and slowly moved out of the
car holding my hand in front of my privates.

No one was laughing now. I walked unaided and naked toward the barn door
with all the other kids around me. The moon was full and bright enough to
see quite well.

We entered the barn and James yelled, "Hold on, I almost found it".
Suddenly the whole inside of the barn was lit up almost like the inside
of a house.

I shriveled up as small as I could be.

Someone closed the barn door with a roar that made me jump.

I gazed around the barn while everyone was looking at me and trying to
muffle some giggles. Now what, I thought.

It wasn't long before I found out. Jerry came from the back of the barn
with a bunch of rope in his arms.

"I don't want to be tied!" I yelled and jumped away.

"This is just part of the game," Clair said innocently.

What `game' I thought. No one said anything about a game.

James and Jerry grabbed me and Clair and Johnny tied my wrists together.
I yelled in protest and tried to fight back. James threw the long end of
the rope up over a rafter and all four boys pulled me upward, but not too
far. My feet were still resting on the ground. However in this position,
I was expose in all my glory - naked in front of two girls and three
boys. I was totally humiliated. I began to sob.

"Don't cry", Heather said. I could tell she might have begun to feel a
little sorry for me. At school, she was usually nice to me. "You'll
like this, really!"

Heather was another person who said I was going to LIKE this, I thought.
How could I like something being stark naked and tied up for everyone to
see.

"OK, who wants to give Ron pleasure first!" Clair asked everyone
ignoring my sobbing. I wasn't quite sure what, `giving pleasure'
meant, but I had a hunch it had something to do with me hung here stark
naked.

"I will", Johnny said eagerly.

No, not a boy! Oh, my gosh, I thought! I wasn't sure which would be
worse - a girl or a boy.

"Let's give him a show Johnny!" Mary said eagerly.

"OK, it'll be the show, but a guy has to volunteer to hang next to Ron.
Remember, it has to be a guy!" Clair said. There were only three boys
here, I thought, so the volunteer would have to be Jerry, Clair or James.
I found out later it had to be a boy because a boy shows a visible sign
of sexual excitement.

Through the tears in my eyes, I saw the girls looking at the boys and the
boys looking at each other. Gee, I thought, maybe it won't be so bad if
someone else is with me. Then, Jerry volunteered.

"OK", Clair said. "Jerry will get to be pleasured, too".

Pleasured? What in the world are they talking about? Why do they keep
using that word?

Jerry stepped up closer to me. Clair and James brought another long rope
and tied it around Jerry's wrists the same way they tied me. But Jerry
still had on his clothes - tattered blue jeans and a t-shirt. I felt a
twinge of disappointment because I thought Jerry would be sharing my
discomfort of being naked.

Clair threw the rope up over the same rafter and the rest of the boys
lifted Jerry to a standing position about three feet from me. I turned a
little so I could see him. I think for the first time, I notices that
even though Jerry was in the eighth grade, he wasn't too much bigger
than me.

Everyone else sat down in a semi circle about 20 feet from Jerry and I
except for Johnny and Mary who stood in the middle. I had the weirdest
feeling they had all done this before.

Mary and Johnny stood facing each other giggling a little. Then, Mary
reached out and lifted Johnny's t-shirt over his head and threw it
aside. Johnny  pulled her t-shirt over her head. She didn't have a bra
or anything and was only beginning to develop. Johnny and Mary both had
big smiles on their faces.

"This is great!", James said slowly as he eagerly watched the two kids
begin to strip each other of their clothes.

Next, Mary supported Johnny against her and took his tennis shoes and
socks off. Johnny did the same for Mary.

Now, both Mary and Johnny only had on shorts. Mary knelt down in front of
her brother and pulled his shorts down. Johnny stepped out of the shorts
and kicked them away. I noticed a small bulge in Johnny's white
underwear.

I felt a little stirring in my groin. I wasn't sure if it was because of
Johnny or of Mary. Maybe it was just the situation. I know I sure didn't
want to get a boner here in front of everyone, but I was beginning to
believe it was inevitable. I glanced over at Jerry and there was a bulge
in his pants.

Johnny stood in front of his sister and pulled her shorts down. Like
Johnny, she kicked them out of the way. Mary had on cute little pink
panties which I think I glimpsed one time at recess when she was on the
monkey bars.

Again, Mary knelt in front of Johnny and slowly pulled his underwear off.
Yes, Johnny had an 11 year old boner! Everyone applauded and whistled as
he kicked his underwear in another direction from the rest of his clothes
and jumped around a little with his little boner bouncing up and down.
Then, he made a fake bow to everyone.

Johnny knelt down in front of Mary, reached down and pulled her panties
down and they fell to her ankles. She kicked them away. Mary was also as
bald as I was. Her little girl parts were a pinkish white. She was slim
and very pretty to see.

Both were as naked as I was and now I didn't feel quite so naked if that
meant anything.

I looked down at my pecker and it was starting to rise. Jerry called out.
"Look, Ron's prick is doing it!" Everyone applauded. I must admit, I
felt a little proud".

Then, I noticed Johnny and Mary moving toward me.

I almost began to shrivel up not knowing what they were planning to do to
me. The other guys were all sitting up in anticipation. I noticed that
both Clair and James were pulling at their pants between their legs every
once in a while perhaps adjusting themselves.

James was the oldest person there, but he was only 15, I thought. He
probably only had a learner's permit to drive. He had a very large bulge
in his shorts. I noticed that James seemed to follow the words and
actions of Jerry and Clair. He seemed to be, well, kind of slow and right
at home with younger kids. Later, I found out that James was mentally
handicapped.

Mary put her hand on the back of my neck and Johnny put both his hands on
my right shoulder. They both started touching me lightly on my back and
down my arm. They let their hands glide over my upper body.

Johnny ran his hands up around my neck and down my chest. I thought being
a guy, he would avoid certain areas, but I was wrong. I guess knowing how
he reacts as a male, he made quick contact quickly with my pecker as it
was growing quite large (for me at age 12, but almost 13, I would want to
add). He touched it lightly and then ignored it for a while as his hands
explored my legs and inside my thighs.

In the meantime, Mary moved her hands in a circular motion down my back
and to my butt. One of her finger traced my butt crack all the way down
and between my legs and just lightly touch my balls.

I was beginning to understand what Clair had meant about enjoying the
experience - what they called pleasuring!

Then Clair called out, "That's enough. It's Jerry's turn!"

I must admit that I was a little disappointed when they moved away from
me and over to Jerry.

Johnny stood behind Jerry. Mary was in front. She touched her mouth
lightly to Jerry's lips. Then, she reached down and began to unfasten
the thin belt and let it dangle to the side. Next, she unsnapped the
first button on his jeans.

In the mean time, Johnny had pulled Jerry's t-shirt up exposing his
somewhat muscular chest. Johnny pulled the shirt up over and behind his
head. Of course, he couldn't take the shirt off because of the rope
around his hands.

Mary continued unbuttoning each button on Jerry's pants almost painfully
slow. Jerry had the biggest smile on his face. She slowly pulled his
pants down his legs. Johnny in the meantime had taken Jerry's shoes off.

Mary stopped for a moment and reached up and squeezed the bulge in
Jerry's underwear - not very hard, but just hard enough to probably make
Jerry even harder and for Jerry to groan a little with pleasure. Then,
she continued to pull his pants down and take them off each leg as Jerry
lifted each leg for the pretty girl.

At this point, Mary stepped back from Jerry and looked at him. I guess
Mary was admiring her handiwork. Jerry stood there in white underwear,
his arms stretched above his head with the rope tied around his wrists
and to the long rope around the rafter just like me.

My pecker remained hard. I am not sure why it remained this way because
of the boys or the girls or maybe both.

Everyone left enjoying this scene were gazing with excitement and
occasionally calling encouragement.

Johnny, still behind Jerry, put his fingers just up under his underwear a
little with his thumb in the front and on either side of Jerry's hips
and slowly pulled the whities down just a little.

There were several calls from the small audience, "Pull them down, pull
them down!"

Johnny pulled the white underwear slowly down another inch or so. From my
view point, the top of Jerry's underwear were just about at the base of
the bulge in his underwear. Jerry was breathing hard. Johnny slid the
back of his underwear off his round bottom.

"Stop! Clair yelled. "Now you must give Ron more attention!"

Johnny stood up and they both walked back to me. I had been watching with
so much fascination the stripping of Jerry that I had not even noted that
my own pecker was now sticking straight toward my stomach.

My pecker did not go unnoticed by everyone else.

"Would you look at that woody?" Clair shifted his body to see me
better, I guess. His pants were open and he was playing with his erect
boner.

A couple of kids even applauded a couple of claps and Heather cried out,
"His penis really looks like it needs more attention!" Everyone laughed
and I actually begin to feel quite good about the way things were turning
out!

Mary began to tickle me lightly in the arm pits and this made me laugh a
little. Then, both of them started tickling me with earnest glee. I
twisted and laughed trying to move away from them, but they just followed
my movement.

"See, I told you that you would like this", Jerry shouted to me!

Yes indeed, I was beginning to like this a lot, but I was still very
embarrassed to be... to be... so very naked in front of so many people
and especially girls.

Then, Mary put both hands on my chest and moved each hand downward and
off to my sides. I could feel her warm hands on either side of my hips.
Johnny was behind me like he had been behind Jerry. He had his hands on
top of my shoulders and brought them down and rested them on my butt.
Mary then slowly moved her hand toward my front - and down toward my
pecker. I shut my eyes with anticipation. Johnny took both hands and
slightly spread my butt cheeks apart a little. I moved my legs apart a
little to give him access. He moved his fingers through my crack, between
my legs and then tickled every so lightly the base of my balls. I thought
I was going to die and go to heaven!

I could hear nearly everyone urging them on. "Do it Mary, do it!"
"Good job, Johnny, Good job!"

Mary made contact with my penis. She took my proud pecker with one of her
hands and slowly began to rub up and down the shaft. With the other hand,
she began fondling my balls. Then, when she would let go of my balls,
Johnny reaching through my legs, would massage them more.

My eyes were closed, but I could almost see every movement of their hands
as they felt every part of my body from my lower stomach and pubic area
to my upper thighs. I thought I was going to explode. I had never had an
orgasm  during the day only fleeting memories of sex dreams at night.

Suddenly Clair yelled again, "Stop! It is Jerry's turn."

I could have strangled Clair if I could have gotten my hands around his
throat!

"No! Don't stop", I yelled.

Jerry called back and said again, "I told you that you'd like this,
didn't I!"

Mary and Johnny went back to Jerry. His underwear was in the same place
just protecting his pecker. Behind Jerry again, Johnny grasped the back
of Jerry's underwear and Mary took a hold of the edge on either side of
the bulge. Carefully, Mary lifted his underwear over the bulge inside and
both brought Jerry's underwear down his legs. Jerry stepped lightly out
of each hole.

Suddenly I remembered the embarrassed expression on Jerry's face when we
were in my driveway. He didn't have any hair either and he was a grade a
head of me. He must be at least 13 years old and almost 14.

I suppose if I had looked closed I might have seen a few hairs, but for
the most part he was as bald as I was. However, his pecker and balls were
quite large and he was probably on the verge of more complete puberty.

Then, I watched Johnny and Mary do nearly the same thing to Jerry that
they had done to me. I watching Mary play with Jerry's pecker and balls
and Johnny sliding is hand between Jerry's legs and playing with his
balls when Mary let go for a second. It was so very exciting. For the
first time, I notice the audience. I guess I should have been shocked,
but I really wasn't. They had all stripped off their clothes.

James was standing with his hand around his pecker and moving it up and
down. He had quite a lot of hair, I noticed, but then he was three years
old than me. Clair, who was sitting on a box, had some hair at the base
of his penis. He too had his hand clutched around his pecker. Heather was
just as bald as me. She was half laying on her clothes on the floor of
the barn. I could see her little girl area from my angle. She was just as
pretty as her friend Mary. Of course no one could not tell if they were
as excited as the boys were, but they were rubbing their private areas
which would give some clues.

All this nakedness and the actions of Mary and Johnny and the reactions
of Jerry made me even more excited. I thought I was just about going to
lose it. I hoped they would come back to me soon.

I looked back at Mary and Johnny giving pleasure - that was the word they
had used - to Jerry. It certainly must have been pleasurable too because
he was really panting and taking deep breaths. Mary backed off a bit at
Clair's urging and Jerry gasped, "No, let her do it... oh do it,
please, please, Mary!"

"Oh, go ahead, Mary. Let him shoot!" Clair almost seemed to have been a
bit annoyed, but he watched every movement of Mary and Johnny.

I guess with this "approval", Jerry began to shoot a shot of sperm - at
least large for a 13 year old - about a couple of feet in front of him.

He only shot one big time load and then a couple of smaller dribbles. I
heard later this was normal for a 13 year old.

I was amazed. Here I was watching a boy that I had always thought I
didn't  ever liked very much shooting sperm in front of six other
people.

Jerry began to slowly relax. His pecker began to shrink back to its more
usual size. Mary and Johnny moved back to me. Now, I could hardly wait.
How my thinking had changed in the past 45 minutes or so! I looked around
at all the nakedness. Wow! This was really something. I learned later
they often had these "barn pleasures" as they called it.

I looked at Mary as she came toward me again. She was certainly a
beautiful girl - a beautiful naked 12 year old girl. Johnny was next to
her. He was also certainly a good looking naked 11 year old boy. HIs
penis still stuck straight up almost touching his belly. Of course, he
had no hair. I did hear of one 11 year old boy who did have pubic hair,
but I thought that was quite unusual.

They resumed their same positions. Mary lightly touched my chest with her
warm hands and quickly found my throbbing pecker again. Johnny touched
the inside of my knees and pushing my legs silently told me to move my
legs apart a little more. I complied. I could feel his hand come up
between my legs and light touch the skin area between my hole and my
balls. Did this ever feel great! He gently massaged the area rubbing his
fingers across my hole. I never realized that my hole could feels so
good! Then, Johnny would gently squeeze my balls. I thought I would climb
right up the rope holding my arms!

Mary slowly began to massage and rub my pecker as before. I held on. I
don't know what I held on to except maybe the rope around my hands. I
just stood there almost frozen stiff - like my pecker. Mary slowly and
then more quickly rubbed my penis up and down from the tip to the base
nest to my pubic area. Being circumcised, as I had noticed all the boys
in room were, made the sensations even more and more pleasurable. Johnny
massaged my balls, with one hand and ran his hand up and down my crack.

I thought for sure that Clair was going to yell stop again, but he
didn't this time.

I squeezed open my eyes and looked down at Mary. She was kneeling in
front of me. She saw me looking at her and smiled. Then, she stuck her
tongue out and licked my stomach area and then down to my pubic area.
This was the greatest! I relaxed a little and let the pleasure engulf me.
I heard later that some times girls or boys will suck on a boy's pecker,
but Mary didn't do this to me. She just rubbed and fondled my every part
while Johnny behind me ran one finger on one hand up and down through my
crack.

Maybe only 45 minutes ago, I would have thought that if someone actually
put their pecker in someone's mouth that this would be really gross. Now
with Mary so close to my very erect pecker, I felt a real urge for her to
do this. But, this would be another time.

I gasped as I could feel a mounting pressure building up in me. I opened
my eyes wide and looked at the small audience of naked kids. They seemed
to be watching me with anticipation. I glanced over at Jerry. He was
smiling slightly. I could feel the pressure building more and more. I
sort of looked wildly from side to side. I don't know why I did this. I
looked down at Mary and almost shouted for her to get out of the way, but
she just continued to rub her lightly clinched hand around my pecker from
the base to the tip and from the tip back to the base.

I counted the time she was sliding her hand up and down my penis - one -
two - three. I knew she would not make it to five. I could feel Johnny's
finger tip moving back and forth across my hole.

I made a gasping yell sound and everything exploded or at least seemed to
explode. I shut my eyes tight as several drops of sperm sort of dribbled
from my pecker. It wasn't very much, but to me it was everything!

Clair told me later that this was pretty impressive for a 12 year old. I
reminded him that I was almost 13. Mary and Johnny moved away as I slowly
came down to planet earth. This was the most exciting thing that ever
happened to me and to think I was not only scared, but also didn't
believe a word my two "captors" had told me earlier.

This was a turning point for me. I became much closer friends with both
Clair and Jerry and even some of their other friends who never knew
anything about that night at the barn. They told me when they saw me
outside of my house by the driveway stark naked that they knew I would
really enjoy myself in the barn. I did. I went back several times in the
middle of the night and participated with my new friends. They said they
always thought I was kind of a sissy, but changed their minds at the
barn.

For the rest of my first night, I watched as Clair, James, Johnny, Mary
and Heather gave "pleasure" to each other. There were no sexual
intercourses, nor even any blow jobs, just good old hand jobs.

When school started in the fall, I heard the rumors of a sex party
somewhere at night, but only the participants in this story were the only
ones who really knew what happened. No one else was ever invited and no
adults ever found out though one night the town cop came close to
catching us in the barn.

Oh yes, they did get me back to my house before anyone else woke up.
Also, I did continue my late night expeditions and exhibitions and
exhibitionism's near my house. Once, I even walked almost to town stark
naked. I had to dash into the brush near the highway when one car came
by, but I didn't see anyone else. Also, Jerry and Clair came by when I
was at the end of my drive way again. They thought it might be fun to run
around naked, too. We played naked tag for about an hour before they
headed for home.

Whew! What a night!