Date: Mon, 12 Oct 2009 16:03:33 -0500
From: ender7to12@hush.ai
Subject: An Aggressive Boy

An Aggressive Boy

All fiction, don't read if you too young.  John if you're reading, wish I
knew where you are now.

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John, was born when I was 14.  He was the son of friends of my family.

Our family's went to the same church.  I only went to please my family, and
found that I was able to meet boys there who where willing to fool around
to one extent or another.

John's, father, was very proper and prim.  His mother, on the other hand,
was more like me, just went to keep husband happy.

As, John grew, it became very clear to me that he was a very horny, boy.

I was still in school, so at 19, I still lived at home.  John's family was
over often, sometimes till late at night.  John, was 4, when he came back
to my room, where I had turned in for the night.  I was under a sheet in
just my briefs.  He came to the bed and kept trying to reach under the
sheets and grab my penis.  I played like I was asleep, and soon his parents
where calling him, because they where leaving.  He left me in a very hard
state.

I had know that I was a boy lover from the age of 10 or so, but had never
been out enough to even try to do anything with my friends or their,
younger brothers.  I did fantasize about them tho.  As I grew, my interest,
stayed the same, boys 12 and younger.

So, when John came and felt me up, it was amazing, my first boy, and he
thought I was asleep.  I came several times that night replaying what had
happened in my head.

A few years later, I was over at his parents house, they had a nice pond to
swim in on their land.  I was over, swimming in their pond, when John, his
parents and his new little sister showed up to swim also.

John was 6 at this time, his parents attention was on the little sister.
John, would swim under water, and grab me.  He kept doing it till I was
hard, which didn't take long.

Remember this is pond water, you could not see below the surface.  I
couldn't do or say anything to him, as his parents where on the bank less
than 10 feet away.

Once he had me hard, he started climbing up my back and having me throw him
from my shoulders.  His parents where watching as this went on, and I was
soon tired.  His dad started talking to me about something, don't remember
what.

As, his dad and I where talking, John got on my back with his arms around
my neck.  His feet where doing something else tho.  They where pushing my
shorts down.  Fuck.  What is this kid doing I thought.  Then he started
diving under water, all around me.  Playing with my hard dick, every time
he came close to me.

I had to just stand there, and act like nothing was happening.  Once his
dad, quit talking me, I was able to get my shorts back up.

Many things like this happened with John. Not going to put them all down,
just the stand out ones.

Like, when he was 7.  We where on a camping trip, my family, his, and a few
others.  I always sleep outside in a real hammock, that I had gotten on a
trip to the Yucatan.

It was a big thing, and very comfortable.  My little brother, who was 13,
was sleeping near by on the ground in a sleeping bag.  John had begged his
parents to sleep outside with my brother and me.  Once everyone had went to
bed, and it was late like 2am.  John, got in the hammock with me, I pulled
a sheet over us, John snuggled up to me, running his little hand up and
down my chest, getting closer and closer to my shorts.

I pretended to be asleep, he whispered my name several times, and I didn't
respond.  His hand was soon, entering my shorts.  Playing with my hardon.
I was lying there, wanting to do something to him, but to scared to.

Then my brother got up to go to the bathroom, and John, got out of the
hammock to go with him.  When they came back, John stayed on the ground
with my brother.  I have always wondered if John did stuff to my brothers
like he did to me.  I never found out.

A few years later, finds me best friends with another boy who I met at the
church.  He was 8 when I met him, and we were soon fast friends.  I fell
head over hills in love with this boy, but that's another story.

Because of John's actions, I was a little scared of him.  Yes I wanted to
do more with him, but was scared, he would talk or give us away in some
way.  So, I tried my best to never be alone with him.

But, his Mom, was always calling and asking me to come over and help her
fix something.  Then she would dump the kids on me and go somewhere.  Which
was ok, because his little sister was always there.

Friends, my age, kept ribbing me, saying that John' Mom wanted me, that's
why she was always calling.  Little did they know, it was John who wanted
me.

Then, things started to change a little when John was 9.  I went over, and
she needed to go somewhere, little sister wasn't there, and she was leaving
John alone with me.

I knew things could get hairy.  So, instead of staying at the house, I took
him out for a hike in the woods.

At one point I tried to step away from him to take a leak.  He followed and
pushed his shorts and underwear down to his knees and stood about two and a
half feet away from me, facing me, peeing.

There in front of me, was a little 9 year old, tow headed, blue eyes, thin,
with his shorts and underwear down to his knees, no shirt, shoes, or socks.
Looking straight at my dick as I stared straight at his.  It was just a
nubbin, not sure how long, not more than an inch tho.

I started to harden, and quickly zipped up, told him to pull his shorts up,
that we needed to get back to the house soon.  He gave a little knowing
smirk at me, and pulled up his shorts.

When we arrived back at his house, no one was home.  We watched some TV,
then John, started complaining that he was bored.  I wrestled around with
him some, and he kept grabbing at my dick.

Then, he said, and these words where burned in my mind, "Man, there is
nothing to do, but suck dick."

I was shocked.  As I sit back pondering my reply to that, the phone rang.
It was him Mom, she said that she was at her husbands work and wanted me to
bring John there.

Saved by the ring.

I took John and dropped him off.  Went to my apartment and Jacked off to
the events of the day.

From that day on he grew more bold around me.  I didn't understand it, I
had never tried to do anything to him, if anything I tried to keep stuff
from happening.  After that day my resolve was fading.

I think John was jealous of my other little friend.  Maybe why he became
more aggressive than ever about this time, or maybe it was just he was
getting older and wanted more.

That same year, he and my other little friend was going to camp out down by
that pond.  They wanted me to come and bring them a snack, and play with
them.  I told them that I had plans with other friends, and would try to
come after the movie we where going to was over.

I was also hoping that it would be so late when I went that I didn't have
to worry about Johns dad checking on them and finding me there.

The movie ended at midnite, and I hung around talking to my friends for a
bit.  Then told him I had to be up early, and was going home.

I didn't go home, I went to a gas station and loaded up some snacks.  Then
made my way out in the country, to a back entrance to Johns pond.  I parked
my car at the gate, tho I had a key, I didn't want headlights showing,
didn't want Johns dad coming to investigate them.

I walked about a half a mile to where they are camping and jumped out and
scared them.  It was about 130 am, and I could tell they are tired.  Got
them in the tent, and we talked some and they ate the stuff I had brought.
My little friend soon past out.  I knew from experience that he was a very
deep sleeper.

John, was still wide awake tho.  And his hand went to my zipper.  I did
nothing to stop him.  He pulled me out and started to jack me a little.  I
then did something that I had dreamed about but had never done in the
past. I reached over and started rubbing the front of his shorts.

This surprised him.  I pulled his shorts down a little and got a hold of
his little erection, bet it was no more and a inch and a half.  He lay next
to me, and let me explore him, and he explored me. But he was nervous, he
pulled up his shorts and went out of the tent.  I followed.  He said he was
scared that Jake would wake up.

There was a little tree swing by the tent, and I sit on it and pulled John
into my lap, and started to lower his shorts but, he was nervous, that
someone might see from the house.  I knew that was impossible in the dark,
but from where we where you could see their house.

Then before anything else could happen, the sky opened up with a sudden
summer down pour.  We quickly got back in the tent, and between our wet
cloths and the wind blown rain, that came in with us, the tent was soon
soaked.

I shook Jake awake, or tried to, I told John, see he sleeps very deeply.
Once the rain let up some, I walked John, and Jake back up almost to Johns
house, then I made the walk back to my car.

I was a little confused that night, as I replayed the events in my head.
John, had been coming on to me since he was 4.  Tho he didn't stop me that
night, the first time, I had ever tried anything with him, his reaction was
a little odd.  I didn't know what it meant.

Over, the next year, Jake and I became even closer, he was with me every
weekend if school was in, and if not, weeks or more at a time.  Like I said
that is another story, just mentioning him here, when it pertains to this
one.

And, poor John, I neglected him.  Truth was I was still scared of him.  I
had taken Jake camping, with me and my other friends many times.

Once, my dad called me and wanted me to go over to Johns, and pick up some
papers and bring them to him next time I visited.

When I got there they are eating, and I had to eat with them.  John, who
was 10 now, started to beg me to take him camping, like I was always doing
with Jake.  He wanted to go that night.  His dad kept trying to get him to
leave me alone.  But, in the end John got his way.

I ran the papers to my dad.  And then went back to my apartment, and
changed into some shorts and a tee shirt. I jacked off a couple of times,
not wanting to be hard instantly when I got back. It was like 9pm when I
got back to Johns, he and his dad had sit up the tent in the same place
that Jake and John had camped before.

When, I got there, John was at the camp site getting wood for a fire.  His
dad was stretched out on the couch watching some football game.  His Mom,
talked to me a bit, told him that John was so worried I wasn't going to
come back.  She thanked me for taking him, telling me that his father would
never do anything with him.

I walked down, and John came running and gave me a big hug.  We, played
around the fire, me mostly watching him.  He was just wearing a little pair
of silky back shorts.  They went well with tan and white blond hair.  I was
a little nervous about what I knew might happen that night.

About 1030 his mom and dad walked down bringing some marshmallows and we
sit around the fire talking and roasting marshmallows.  They went back up
to the house about 11pm, telling John to be good, and do what I said.  They
threatened him, that if he wasn't good, he could never camp with me again.

John, kept playing around the fire and I just sit and watched him.  He kept
looking up at the house.  After about 10 min, he came over to me and
grabbed my hand, telling me it was time to go to bed.  Pulling me towards
the tent.  I looked back at the house and sure enough the lights where all
out.  Think that was the sign he was looking for.

As, soon as we where in the tent, he said, "Lets sleep naked!."

He I am 24 with a 10 year old trying to get me to sleep naked with him.  My
heart was beating fast.  This time it was me worried about his dad coming
back.  He assured me that they wouldn't be back tonight.

Then he started begging me, Please, Please, he said over and over, he
promised that he would never tell anyone.  I didn't ask him to promise
that, if fact I hadn't said anything.

Then, I gave in.  I made up a little game.  I didn't want to do or try
anything with him that he didn't want and I wanted to see how far he would
go.  I told him, ok, but there where going to be rules.  He was very
excited, now.

I told him that we would play follow the leader. And that he was the
leader.  That anything he did, I would do the same.

He told me to stand up, well, I was too tall to stand up in the tent, so I
stood on my knees, and John came over and pulled tee shirt over my head and
off. Then he pulled my shorts and underwear down as far as he could, then
he had me lay down and he pulled them the rest of the way off.

He had no shirt on, so I just ran my hands up his velvet smooth skin,
acting like I was taking his shirt off, then I pulled his shorts and undies
off.  He had a hard, little 2 inch nail sticking straight out. Then I lay
back to see what he would do next.

His next move was to start jacking me, I reached over and did the same to
him.  Then he wanted to see more, wait here he told me. He left the tent
still naked, and I could hear him digging around in a back pack he had left
outside.

He came back and started on me again, and I did the same to him.  He then
flipped on a flashlight and studied me as he played with me.  We did that a
long time that night.  He was a little clumsy, and I was able to hold off
and not cum.  After a time, he got sleepy.  And was soon out.  I took the
flashlight and explored him. I even sucked him in his sleep.  Then I jacked
off over his little penis and balls.  Wiping my dick on his lips.  He never
stirred.  I cleaned him up as best I could then I put his undies and shorts
back on him. I got mine back on as well.  I lay awake the rest of the
night, replying events and jacking off again, with my hand down his shorts.

I could not sleep.  At 7am I heard his dad leaving for work.  I woke John
up and told him lets go take a quick swim.  I didn't want any tell tell
signs left on him when we went back to the house.

We took a quick swim, he didn't try anything at that time.  But he did keep
asking me about Jake and if I ever did anything with him like we had done
last night.  I told John, that no we had not, but that if we had I wouldn't
tell him.  I asked him if he wanted me to tell Jake what we had down last
night.  He didn't want that.  See I told him.  So don't ask questions like
that.  He did tell me that Jake had a big dick.  I told him, yes he does.
And he did, I had seen him nude many times, but never hard.  And tho he was
like 8 months younger than John, his dick was at least 2x the size of
Johns.

Then I pulled John, to me in the water and squeezed his shorts clad dick,
and whispered in his ear that I liked his just as much.  That seemed to be
what he needed to hear.  His next words, broke my heart.

"Why do you love Jake more than me?"

How to answer that.  For I did love Jake with all my heart.  I told John,
that yes, I loved Jake.  I didn't know why, it had just happened.  I told
him that it didn't mean I didn't love him too, but it was just different.

More was said, and in the end he was happy.  I took him back up to the
house and his Mom and breakfast ready.  I ate and then took my leave.  Went
back to my apartment and past out.

When John was 11, his parents divorced.  He stayed with his Mom, he hated
his dad.  One time a bunch of us where going to be staying in a motel in
another city, several hours away, for some event.  Many of my friends,
John, and his mother and sister, Jake and his mother, and many more.

John also had to go see his dad on this trip.  I had made arraignments to
take John and Jake with me a day early, so we could go to the zoo in that
city.  They were excited about it.  At, the last minute something happened,
and Jake wasn't able to go.  Think a aunt and uncle showed up unexpected
for out of town.

So, it was just John and I.  We arrived at the hotel about 10am, got our
room.  I told John, that I was tired from the drive and was going to nap
before we did anything else.  I told him he could nap or watch TV to wake
me up in an hour or so.

I stripped to my briefs and got in bed under the covers.  I was about to
doze off when I felt him on the bed.  He started whispering my name.  I
played like I was asleep, like I had always done when he was younger.  I
felt the covers being slowly pulled off my body.

Then he slowly pulled my briefs down and over my dick, hooking then under
my balls.  He slowly jack me till I was hard, then he started whispering my
name again.  I still played like I was asleep.  Made little snoring noises.
I felt his bare skin against my side and could tell he was facing my feet.
I cracked open a eye to see what he was doing.

He was just wearing his briefs also, and was leaning down, staring at my
dick. He had one hand in his briefs jacking off.  Then, he changed our
relationship forever.  I saw him start to turn his head back to look at me,
so I quickly closed my eyes, and "snored" some more.

He whispered my name some more, asking if I was awake.  When he was sure I
was still sleeping, he turned his attention back to my dick.  I cracked my
eye open again to see what he was doing, he was naked now, and pumping his
little dick as he leaned over and took me in his mouth.  And started
sucking.

I sit bolt upright.  I had not expected this.  He flew off the bed and went
and crouched in the corner. And started crying.

Hey, little one, why you crying? its ok, it felt really really good what
you where doing.  I tried to reassure him.  He was begging me not to tell
on him. Tell, on you?  Why would I do that.  I went and picked up his nude
little body and placed him on the bed.  I leaned over him and kissed him on
the mouth.  He soon, got into that, and we kissed a long time.  exploring
each other as we did.  Me, 25 at the time, I kissed down his slim little
body and started to suck him as he had me.

The first time, I had ever had sex with a boy.  Real sex that is, I had
felt many up in their sleep, and even sucked a few, when they where asleep.
But this was so much different.  And it was with John, who had just turned
11.  John, who had scared me all these years because of his aggressiveness.

He didn't want to go to the zoo, he wanted to stay in the hotel and have
sex all day.  We did leave, to get something to eat a few times, but other
than that, we stayed naked in the room and sucked each other off many
times.

I fucked him between his legs several times also.  I made no attempt to
penetrate him.  Tho, looking back, he would have let me.  Truth is, I was
just too inexperienced, to even know how to go about it, with out hurting
him and I didn't want to do that.

The next day I had to drop him off at his dads.  We kissed a long time
before leaving the hotel room tho, and sucked each other off, me cumming in
his mouth, and John, dry cumming in mine.

More time passed, we got together, whenever we could, and made out and
sucked each other.

At the time I had a job where I could sit my own hours, just had to get it
done within a time limit.  It involved a lot of driving.  I always had a
boy with me, most times it was Jake.  Sometimes, John, sometimes other boys
I knew.  The youngest was 4 one time, and that was just a fluke, it was the
son of Johns dads new girl friend, I didn't know her well at all, but she
lived in the apartments I did, some emergency came up and Johns dad called
me and asked if I could watch her kid for the day. No, didn't do anything
with him.  And the oldest was 14.

Getting side tracked, so back to John.

One time, he was about 12 and a half, he was going to ride around with me
that day.  We went and did what I needed to get done, we both played around
with each other as I drove, his hand in my shorts mine in his.  Most of the
driving was on country roads.  Then it started to pour rain.  We headed
home.

When we got to his house, his mother was gone, there was a note to call a
number.  I called it and talked to her.  She was out with a friend and
wouldn't be home till the next day, wanted me to keep John for the night.
I told her sure no problem.

Told him what was going on, he had been rubbing my dick the whole time I
was on the phone with his mother.  Told him we had time for that later, to
go change his cloths, and lets go get something to eat and rent some
movies.

We ate, then sit on my couch and made out, watching some bi porn, I had
been able to rent.  We kissed then took turns sucking each other, by this
time he was able to cum a little, not much, almost clear.  We did that till
late.  Then we went to bed.

More making out, but we where both tired from a long day, and both of us
fell asleep.  At least I think he did.  I awoke, to the feel of a greasy
hand stroking my dick.  I looked at the clock it was 3am.  John had his
back to me, I was spooned against him, he was reaching back and greasing me
up, then he aimed me at his little ass hole, and started backing against
me.

I had fucked him many times between his legs but never any "real" fucking.
I guess he was wanting real fucking now.  He was going real slow, but knew
what he wanted.  He soon had my head in.  When it slipped past his ring, I
couldn't pretend sleep any longer.  I grabbed his hip and started to push a
little.  He tensed up when I did that.  That sucked me in more and I came
right then and there.

Why did he always do these firsts when he thought I was asleep?

I pulled out, flipped over on my back and pulled him on top of me, we
kissed for a long time.  He broke away, and told me that he wanted me to
really fuck him, not just nut barely in his ass.

He had a tube of Vaseline, that he had brought with him for this.  I told
him to wait, I would be right back, I jumped up and ran to the room with my
computer, I had some KY in a drawer there..  That is where I jacked off a
lot when I was alone, reading nifty.

He must have been doing his own study of nifty.  As I got on the bed, he
flipped over on his back, and pulled his legs back, telling me to do it
like this.  I applied KY to my dick and squirted some in his waiting hole.
Fuck me, now, he told me.

There was a little restance, but not much, I was soon in, and pounding him.
He just moaned and kept saying, "Yes, Yes," over and over.  He then pushed
me back and told me to lay on my back, he mounted me facing me and started
to bounce up and down on me.  We tried many positions that night, and it
took me a long time to come again, after the other events of the day.

From that day on, we where lovers, whenever we could get together.  Its
wired, tho I did love him, and had more sex with him that I have any other
boy, it was just sex with him.  I was still very deeply in love with Jake,
who yes, we had fooled around a little, it was nothing like I had with
John.  I always let the boys lead.  And John, lead me a long ways.

Not everything we did together is here, just the highlights.

Another time, this time John, wasn't there, I was house sitting for his
parents, they where all on a month long trip to somewhere in Canada.  This
was when, they where still married, guess John, would have been 9 or 10.
He was with them.

Anyway, I was exploring his room, looking for some undies to smell as I
jacked off thinking about him.  And I found his secret stash of pictures.
They where in a box, under his bed, close to the wall.  It was a box full
of pictures he had cut out of magazines and catalogs, of men and boys in
underwear.  I jacked off thinking about John jacking off in that bed to
those pictures.

Another time, I was staying with him in his mothers new house it was a two
story with a big basement.  Johns room was in the basement.  He was 14, at
this time, his mother was gone with one of her new boyfriends and I was
staying with John for a week.

By this time, we where completely confortable with each other, and didn't
have sex all the time, just enjoying each others company. One time that
week, he wanted me to fuck him on his mothers bed, don't know what that was
about but I did.

Then later in the week, I got the scare of my life, we where in his bed
down in the basement, he had just finished sucking me, and then lubed us up
and was sitting down on my dick, me on my back and him riding me.  There
was a knock at the door.  Fuck.  It was late at night, like 12am, he jumped
off of me, stood up and looked out the little window at the top of the
wall.  He said it was his dad. He jumped out of bed, pulled on some shorts
and ran to the door.  I was freaking out, pulling on cloths, he came back
after about 3 mins and wanted to know why I was dressed.  Damn the cheeky
kid.  I am having a heart attack and he is stipping again.  His dad had
drove by saw my car and wanted to know why I was there.  John told him that
I was staying the week, his mom was out of town, and to get lost or he
would call the police.  Like I said John had no love for his dad.  He told
me to get naked again, he wanted to be fucked.  Took him abit to get me
hard again, as I was still freaked.  But he was soon bouceing up and down
on me.

He did fuck me a few times, but that wasn't his thing.

I dont know for sure, but I think his Mom, knew we where more than friends.

The last time I did anything with John, he was 16.  I moved after that and
have not seen him since.  I am still in contact with Jake.

I just wish, looking back, that I had not been so standoffish with John at
first.  But I was inexperienced and he scared me with his aggressiveness.

I asked him once when he was older, how he learned all the things that he
instantiated with me.  He just shrugged his shoulders.  I pressed him,
asking if he had been with anyone else, thinking maybe one of his uncles or
cousins.  He denied it.  But I still think someone else was teaching him,
and then he was teaching me.  But, who knows maybe he was just a horny boy,
like I had been.  But, in my case I was too scared to even try anything
with anyone.

Thank you John, I still think about you.


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Ok, I wrote this real fast today.  My last story, Sean's Friends, part 4, I
wrote real fast then spent over a week fixing it up.  In fact part 4 was
done, when I posted part 3, by mistake I sent part 4 in first, then had to
write and asked that it not be posted as I was still working on it.

Should I just write and post? like this one, or should I polish them, like
I did with part 4 of seans friends?