Date: Tue, 30 Oct 2007 00:01:55 -0700 (PDT)
From: Robert Miller <chubbyboyus2004@yahoo.com>
Subject: Robbie's Sexcapades

Let me first say that my introduction to sex was a life altering
experience, a good experience I may add.  I am the author of a story that
is posted on Nifty, "Brandon", that is a work of fiction but this story is
factual, I can remember it as if it had just happened yesterday.  It amazes
me how the human brain can remember in such vivid detail certain
experiences so that they can be re-played over and over again.  I would
love to be able to use the full names of the people involved but I will
just use the first names.  My story begins when I was the ripe old age of
12 in a small town outside of Pittsburgh PA.  This story is a vivid account
of exactly what occurred, it will contain a physical description of what
happened and my feelings throughout the time frame that I was loved by an
older man, a friend, I am not sure right now if I am going to write about
all of my friends that were involved with my sexual development or not,
lets just play it by ear for now.  Note; if you are underage please don't
read any further, the same holds true if you are offended by this type of
writing.  It should also be noted that if I decide to include my other
sexual activities they were ALL before I was 18 years old and all of the
people involved are under 18 as well.  Comments are welcome; please use the
e-mail address Chubbyboyus2004@yahoo.com .


Prelude

As I said in the disclaimer I was 12 years old and grew up in a small town
about 40 miles east of Pittsburgh.  At 12 years old I was under developed.
I stood about 5'5, weighed about 140lbs, I have brown hair and eyes.  My
physical appearance was like the boy Angus T. Jones, the child actor on the
hit show `Two and a Half Men'.  My adult friend, later my lover, was in his
mid 40's and his name was Ed.  Ed was crippled in a car wreck while working
for Bell of PA.  He walked with a cane and had no feeling in his right side
below the waist.  His accident also affected his ability to become aroused.
He was single, never married.  My friend Joe, also 12 introduced Ed to me.
Joe was about 5' tall, brown hair and eyes.  He was skinny were as I was a
bit chubby, you know baby fat on my belly.  Joe was farther along in
puberty than I was, he had a nice patch of dark brown pubic hair above his
well developed penis, and I on the other hand didn't have any hair, hope to
soon if I was lucky.

Being bored

The story begins.  Joe and I had just returned from basketball practice.
We were both involved in a `Junior Pro Basketball' league that was held at
a local High School.  The league was for boy's ages 8-14.  After practice I
went over to Joe's house to hand out.  Joe's family lived about ½ mile away
from me.  Joe and I were hanging out in his room playing Atari.  I told him
that I was bored and I was going to go home and take a shower because I was
all sweaty.  He then suggested that we go up to a house and wrestle.  I
loved to wrestle.  I said `why don't we just wrestle here', he said that
his Mom wasn't feeling well and he was afraid that she might get mad if we
made lots of noise.  I said sure lets go.  After all I didn't have to be
home for 2-3 more hours and my parents knew that I would be at Joe's.  We
both got up and started heading up the hill to Joe's friend's house, it was
only 5 houses up the hill and across the street from Joe's.

Arrival at Ed's house

Joe and I went to the back of the house and knocked on the door.  I heard
Ed ask who it was and Joe replied that it was him and he brought a friend.
A minute or so passed and the door opened.  That is the first time that I
met Ed.  He was a tall man; I guess about 6'2 and weighed about 180lbs.  He
walked with a limp and used a cane.  He also had a leg brace on both legs
to support his ankles.  His Kitchen was small, a typical older kitchen with
a refrigerator and stove that looked to be from the 50's.  The house was
very neat and clean, not a lot of clutter that is normal for that type of
home.  I introduced my self and Ed and I shook hands and invited Joe and I
to come into the sitting room and chat for a while.  His sitting room was
just off to the kitchen to the right.  The sitting room was sparse of
furniture; there were two recliners, a TV and a winged back chair.  Ed sat
in the recliner and I took the other and Joe planted his butt in the chair.
Ed also had a small bug-eyed dog that was well behaved and sat next to him.
We sat and chatted for a while getting to know each other.  Then Joe asked
Ed if we could all wrestle for a while.  Ed said OK and we moved to the
formal living room.  The living room was huge, it was totally open.  It had
a sofa, chair, fireplace and two lamps.  Joe and I sat next to each other
on the couch.  It was a really old couch; it reminded me of the couch that
my Nanny had. The material that covered it was kinda lavender in color and
the texture reminds me now of indoor-outdoor carpeting, real coarse and
rough.  Ed sat down on the floor and told us to get ready.  I look at Joe
and he was stripping off his t-shirt.  I must have had a confused look on
my face because Ed said that when we wrestle at his house we do it in our
underwear.  I hesitated for a minute, by now Joe was down to his underwear
sitting next to me.  Both Joe and Ed kept telling me that it was okay,
reluctantly I agreed.  You have to remember that before that day I was
never in my underwear in front of anybody but my Mom and Dad, brothers and
my Doctor.  It kinda made me uncomfortable.  I gave in and started to
strip.  First came my t-shirt, then my sweat pants, then my shoes and
socks.  I was sitting there with just my shorts and underwear on.  I
finally got up enough nerve to stand up and take off my shorts and then I
quickly sat on the floor.

Let the match begin

Both Joe and I were on the floor in our white briefs, the style for young
boys back in the mid 70's.  Ed remained fully clothed.  Joe and I were
wrestling around on the floor and Ed sat back and watched then the next
thing that I know Joe crawled over to Ed and put a choke hold on him that
caused Ed to fall backwards on his back.  I immediately went to Joe's aid
and grabbed Ed's legs; I am not exactly sure why looking back on it now
because I knew that Ed couldn't move them too well.  Ed and Joe were going
at it pretty well and I noticed that Ed had slipped it down between Joe's
legs and he had his hand on Joe's butt and he was tugging at the back of
Joe's underwear pulling then down about half way.  Joe didn't seem to care;
I guess neither did I because I couldn't take my eyes off of what was going
on.  It was exciting to see Joe's ass, even of it was only half of it.

Then somehow Ed managed to flip Joe off of him and he ended up on top of
the two of us.  I was trapped under his legs and Joe was trapped under his
chest, both Joe and I were on our backs.  I kept squirming till I got out
and I went up to Ed's chest to help Joe get free.  I kept tugging and
pulling at Ed's arms but god that man was strong.  Next thing I know I was
on all fours and Ed's head was at my belly and his one arm was between my
legs.  Joe and I kept squirming and Ed let the back of his hand brush up
against my balls, I moved back a bit because it startled me but I kept the
action going.  The brushing of my clothed balls started to happen more
frequently, Ed must have noticed that I wasn't objecting so he kept doing
it.  Joe and I managed to get free from Ed's grasp and we started to
wrestle with each other.  I sort of pinned Joe and was straddling his chest
holding his shoulders down and I felt Ed's hand again at the back of my
butt.  He started to run his fingers between my legs; you know the area,
between the underside of my sack and my butt hole.  I don't know why it is
but my knees slid apart farther to give him better access.  By now my 3
inch dick was hard as a rock.  The feeling that I had was great, something
that I have never felt before, it was like electricity, I was stuck there,
I couldn't move even if I had wanted to.  Ed just kept gently brushing the
tips of his finger across the same spot.  By now Joe had rolled over onto
his stomach and I was still on top of him.  To this day I still don't know
why I did it but I reached down and yanked the back of Joe's underwear down
exposing his entire ass.  Boy did he have a small ass, guess it was because
he was really skinny but let me tell you he was all skin, bones and muscle.
His ass cheeks were hairless but I did notice some hair in his crack,
coarse black hair, which at that time kinda grossed me out.  Even to this
day I love a hairless ass.

By now about an hour or so had passed and Joe was getting tired and we
heard his Dad calling him to come home for supper.  Joe and I got up, both
of us hard and sat on the couch and got our clothes on.  Joe had to use the
bathroom and when he went upstairs Ed asked me if I enjoyed wrestling and I
said yes, he asked if I wanted to stay after Joe left and I told him okay
but I was going to tell Joe that I was going home too so that he wouldn't
be mad that I stayed.  Joe finished and came down the steps.  We grabbed
our coats and left.  I told Joe that I was going over to another friend of
ours house and that I would call him later once I got home.  I hoped that
that would prevent him from calling my house later, after all my parents
thought that I was at his house, not at one of his neighbors.  The story
worked.  Both Joe and I left, each going in opposite directions.  I stood
at the top of the hill for a few minutes just to make sure that Joe got
home and was inside.  Then I went back down to Ed's.

When I got there he was sitting at the kitchen table.  He asked me what
took me so long and I explained what I did and he said that it sounded like
I did the right thing.  Ed asked me if I wanted to continue wrestling and I
said yes so we went back to the living room and I stripped down to my
underwear again as Ed sat on the floor.  Once ready I pounced on Ed.  He
rolled me off and held me down, didn't take much, on my stomach.  He put
his face on my back and I can remember that his whiskers tickled my skin.
We both laid there for a while as Ed rubbed my back and butt gently.  Every
time he went for my bum my legs spread apart even farther.  He was careful
not to touch the area that I wanted him too.  I loved the way that man
smelled, his after shave I later found out was Old Spice and to this day
that is what I used.  We just laid there for the longest of time.  Ed kept
caressing my back and butt.  To this day I can still feel him making figure
eight's on my posterior.  That day he never made a move to touch my bare
cock or bum.  The most he did was run his index finger and thumb on the leg
openings of my crotch.  That in itself was enough for me.  After about an
hour longer it was getting dark so I told him that I had to get home or my
parents would be mad and there was a possibility that I might get spanked.
Ed asked if I would be interested in coming back over another day and I
told him yes.  He took out a piece of paper and wrote his phone number down
and told me that I could call him anytime.  I got dressed and put his
number in my coat pocket, shook his hand and quickly left.  It took my
about 10 minutes to get home from Ed's, by the time I got home it was
really dark and I knew my Dad would be mad because he had just told me a
few days before that he wanted me to home before dark or I would get
paddled.  Sure enough Dad asked me where I was and I told him that I left
Joe's house a little late and ran home as fast as I could.  I was told to
go up to my room and wait for him to come up; I knew what was going to
happen, a spanking.  I pleaded with him that I would make sure that it
wouldn't happen again but my 12 year old logic wasn't enough to sway his
decision.  I slowly walked up the stair and into my room and shut the door.
I heard him and my Mom talking, she said that she was going to the store to
pick up some lunch meat for my school lunch tomorrow and she asked him to
take it easy on me, she knew that he sometimes got carried away when it
came to disciplining me.  I knew I was in deep doo-doo when I heard the
garage door go up and then close.

Night of Reckoning

Although my Dad was strict, I know today that he was just looking out for
my best interest.  My Mom couldn't have been to the end of our street
before my Dad threw open my bedroom door and came in and sat at the foot of
the bed.  His lecture lasted about 5 minutes and then he stood up and told
me to take off my sweatpants and my underwear.  I guess I had a surprised
look on my face, usually when I got spanked it was either over my pants or
over my underwear.  My delay in disrobing must have made him angrier
because the next thing I knew was my sweats and underwear was pulled down
to my ankles.  Dad sat back down on the bed and pulled me over his lap.  I
was looking straight at the floor but I could feel his eyes staring at my
exposed 12 year old butt.  A few second later the whipping began.  SMACK,
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK all of those blows came to land on my right
cheek, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, all of those blows landed on my
left cheek, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK those landed in the middle.
My little bum was on fire, tears were streaming down my face.  My Dad told
me to calm down and that my punishment was over as he gently ran his hand
over my butt trying to get the sting out.  After a minute or so he helped
me to my feet and told me to go get a shower and get ready for supper.  He
said that Mom had ordered a pizza and she was going to pick it up on her
way back from the store.  I stripped off my shirt and was headed to the
bathroom when he stopped me in the hallway and gave me a hug and a kiss on
the cheek and told me that he loved me.  I turned on the water in the
shower, steam quickly filled the room, I turned my butt to the mirror and
looked at the damage that was done, both of my butt cheeks were bright pink
in color but the sting was almost completely gone.  I hopped in and quickly
showered.  While in the shower my thoughts went back to my new friend Ed.
I knew in the back of my mind that it wasn't right to let a stranger touch
me there but in the same sense it felt right to me.  I know that that
statement is a bit confusing but the whole thing felt good to me.  Once out
of the shower I dried and threw another pair of briefs on and went down
stairs to wait for supper.  Some people might think that it is strange that
a 12 year old is running around in his BVD's (actually Fruit of the Loom
underwear, BTW, I love that T.V. commercial with the fruit that are
singing) but until I was about 14 or so that it what it was like in my
house.  I was watching T.V. for a few minutes until Mom came home.  We all
sat at the table and ate and talked about general stuff.  Dad went out to
the garage to change the oil in the car and Mom asked me to help with the
dishes.  I dried as she washed and she turned to me and asked if Dad had
spanked me, I replied yes and she asked if he went over board and I replied
that he got his point across.  She took a step back and pulled the waist
band of my underwear back to see my butt, she commented that it didn't look
too bad and then she released my undies.  Once finished I watched T.V for a
bit and went back upstairs and went to bed.  Dad came up about an hour
later and gave me a kiss goodnight.

The next day.

The next day at school seemed to drag out.  The periods which were 40
minutes long seemed to be hours long.  I ran into Joe in the hallway and he
asked what I thought of Ed, I replied that he was pretty cool; he then
asked if I planned on going back over, I replied yes.  I asked Joe how he
met him and he said that he used to mow his grass for him because he
couldn't do it for himself due to his being crippled.  Joe said that he and
Ed have been wrestling around for about 2 months or so, I asked him why he
didn't tell me about the underwear thing and Joe replied, I didn't want to
freak you out, at first I thought that it was weird but after the first
time I thought that it was pretty neat.  I replied, yep, I thought that it
was weird too but after I saw you strip down so quick I thought, awe what
the heck.  I asked Joe if he was going back to Ed's this weekend after
practice and he said that he usually goes up on Sundays.  I asked if I
could go with him and he said sure.

Anticipation

After I got off of the school bus I ran home and quickly did my home work
and grabbed a few cookies and told my Mom that I was going to go over to my
friend Bill's house for a while, Mom yelled back at me to be home at 6:00
for supper.  I knew that I was safe telling her that I was going over to
Bill's house because he never called me.  I walked as fast as I could to
Ed's house.  I went up to the back door and knocked.  Ed ask who it was and
I told him, he replied the door is open and for me to just come on in.  I
found Ed sitting in his recliner in the TV room.  He said that he was
surprised to see me back that soon and asked if I enjoyed wrestling with
him, I told him that I loved it.  We sat there and made small talk for a
while then I asked Ed if it was okay to wrestle again today.  He said sure
but made me promise to take it easy because he was still a bit sore from
yesterday.  I agreed and got up and headed in to the living room and sat on
the sofa and began to take my clothes off.  Ed stopped me before I had both
shoes off.  He sat on the sofa next to me and asked me if it would be okay
if he helped me get undressed, I didn't think anything of it and agreed.

I stood up and faced Ed.  He slowly pulled my t-shirt up over my head and
folded it neatly next to him.  Then he ran his hand all over my chest
causing me to laugh because it tickled when his finger brushed up against
my nipple which became hard instantly.  Then Ed had me sit down and lift my
feet up and he removed my shoes and socks, rubbing my feet after each sock
was removed.  Then I stood up again and he undid my belt and pulled down my
zipper.  Thinking back that was the first time that anybody had ever
unzipped my pants other than my parents when I was really small.  Then Ed
pulled my jeans down and my underwear must have got caught on them because
I remember the back of my BVD's coming down with my jeans, I hurriedly
reached back and grabbed them and pulled them back up.  By now my wiener
was hard again and was straining against the cotton material.  Ed played it
off as if he didn't notice.  I lifted on leg at a time and he removed my
pants and placed them with my other clothes.  There I was, a 12 year old
boy standing in the living room of an older males house with nothing on
except a pair of tighty whitties.

I sat on the floor and Ed sat next to me.  He suggested that we take it
really easy today because he was hurting and I agreed.  He grabbed a hold
of me and flopped me onto my belly.  He laid down next to me and started to
rub my back again.  I love the feeling of having my back rubbed, it is very
relaxing.  He asked me if I got into trouble when I got home and I told him
yes, and that I got spanked by my Dad.  He apologized for keeping me that
long.  I told him that it wasn't his fault.  He asked if it hurt and I told
him that it didn't feel good in a sarcastic tone as only a 12 year old can
do.  Then he gave me a tap on the backside as a reality check.  Then he
asked if I got any bruises from it and I said `No" and then he asked if he
could check.  I told him to go ahead if he really wanted to and the next
thing I knew the back of my underwear were being pulled down and Ed was
inspecting my bum.  I could tell that he liked what he saw because he let
out a small gasp when he saw it.  You have to remember that at 12 years of
age I was totally hairless on my balls and ass and just hope to get some
hairs above my cock soon.  He looked at it for several minutes and said
that there were no bruises and that the skin wasn't ever red anymore.  Then
Ed suggested that I just take off my unders so that I would be more
comfortable and I told him that I wasn't going to do that.  I don't know
why I said that, it must have been because I was still self conscious about
my privates.  He didn't push the subject, he just pulled my underwear back
up and started to give me a back and butt rub.

After a while of that he told me to roll over onto my back because he
wanted to rub my belly and chest for a while.  I was having such a good
time that I didn't want to but reluctantly agreed.  Ed really enjoyed
playing with my belly fat and my tits.  He would rest his head on my chest
looking down at my goodies and rub my belly and my thighs.  He asked me if
I was enjoying the rub down and I told yep, very much, and he said that he
could tell.  This puzzled me and I asked how he could tell and he lifted
his head and looked back at me and said `well he is enjoying it' and he
looked down towards my boy tool.  It must have embarrassed me because Ed
said that my face got all red.  My only reply to him was `it always does
that'.  Ed laughed hard about that one

Ed just kept rubbing my belly and my legs, every once in a while he would
run his fingers up the `Y' in my crotch which sent shivers up my spine.  He
was always careful not to touch my pee pee or the boys.  I remember that he
kept his house so warm that it would actually make you tired.  That day I
fell asleep on the floor as Ed kept rubbing.  I was quickly awakened when
something touched my cock.  Still hard Ed ran his finger up the length of
my shaft to the tip.  At first I thought that I was dreaming but then it
kept happening.  I woke up and quickly said `hey' and brought both of my
hands up to cover it up.  Ed asked me what was wrong and I told him that I
didn't want to do that.  He apologized and said that his hand just slipped;
being young and naive I told him that it was ok.  I glanced over and saw
that it was getting late so I told Ed that I had to go because my Mom told
me to be home by 6:00 and I didn't want a repeat of my spanking from the
night before.  I got up and sat on the edge of the sofa and got dressed, Ed
in the meantime stayed on the floor sitting right in front of me.  Once
dressed I thanked Ed for letting me come over and walked home.  As it
turned out I made it home with about 10 minutes to spare.

Phone call from Joe

That night after supper Joe called the house, thankfully Mom was doing
laundry and Dad was again working outside in the yard.  Joe said that he
and his Dad were at a pizza shop and he saw me walking home.  He asked
where I was at so he kinda forced me into telling where I was.  I told him
that I had stopped up at Ed's house for a little bit.  Joe asked why I
didn't call him before hand and I told him that I had just not thought of
it, I could tell by Joe's tone that he was pissed at me.  Joe asked if
anything went on and I told him that Ed had given me a back rub and then he
rubbed my belly and Joe asked if anything else had happened and I told him
that I fell asleep and when I woke up Ed was running his fingers up my
cock, Joe ask if anything else had happened and I said `No'.  Joe then told
me that Ed had tried that with him before and that Ed actually wants him to
wrestle around naked.  I told Joe that the other night I go spanked when I
got home and that Ed wanted to look at my butt `just to make sure that
there wasn't an bruises or still red', Joe asked if I let him and I said
`sure, why not'.  Joe just laughed.  Joe then asked if I was going to come
over to his house after basketball practice this week-end and I said yep
and he suggested that we both go up to Ed's again but this time we should
both wear jock straps under our underwear.  I told Joe that I didn't have
one but I could get my Mom to go to the store and get me one, all I would
have to do is tell her that I needed it for Gym class.  That made total
sense because Gym class just started for me this semester.  I kidded with
Joe and said that I wondered what Ed would say.  Joe had to go and finish
his homework.  I told him that I would see him in school and I went and
took my shower and got ready for bed.  When I got out of the shower I threw
a pair of underwear on and went down stairs.  Mom was watching TV and I
told her that I needed a jock strap for gym class.  She said that she would
look at the store tomorrow.

The Jock Saga

School was pretty uneventful, although I did have lunch with Joe.  We
discussed our plans to play with Ed's mind a bit by wearing jock straps to
his house when we went there this weekend.  Everything was set.  When I
returned home from school I found a bag on the kitchen table with 3 jock
straps in it.  When I questioned Mom about it she said that she never had
to buy them before and that she should have left my father take me to pick
one out.  She said that she talked to the guy at the Sporting Goods store
and he said that it was hard to pick one off the self with him not knowing
how big I was or how developed I was.  She was blushing the whole time that
she was telling me the story.  I took out the goods and looked at them.
There was a small, medium and a large one.  They looked to me like they
were medieval torture devices.  On the package they gave a size for the
waist, I figured I would try the small first seeing that I wasn't large on
the equipment department.  She told me to wait until my father got home
before I opened them, being that she couldn't return them after they were
tried on.  I did my homework and watched TV until my Dad got home from
work.

During supper Mom told Dad the story about the athletic supporters that she
had purchased.  Dad didn't seem too impressed with the idea that he had to
help me with this whole process.  All he kept saying was that he never wore
one in school so why should I have to.  I explained that it is a policy now
because they don't want us getting hernias or ruptures.  He just closed his
eyes and shook his head in disbelief.  After supper was all cleaned up he
told me to go up to my room and strip down to my underwear.

Dad knocked on my door and came in; I was sitting on the edge of my bed
with just my unders on.  He looked at the package and opened up the one
that was marked small.  It looked tiny and I was wondering how I was going
to get this thing on.  He told me to sit down on the bed.  He bent down and
fished my legs through the leg holes and had me stand up.  It was torture,
as he pulled it up it felt like he was ripping the skin off of my legs,
then when he got to where my briefs were the straps got all tangled and
rolled over.  He finally got them pulled up to where it should be and sure
enough it was cutting off the circulation to my legs.  I knew it was too
small at the start but when my Dad starts a project I knew enough not to
interrupt him.  He said, `it looks like it fits well up front but I think
the legs straps are too tight'.  I nodded in agreement.  He started to pull
the jock down and my briefs started to come down with them, I reached down
to pull them back up and Dad growled and said, `just leave them off and
this might be easier'.  I was a bit shocked with the idea of standing in
front of my Dad with nothing on.  I mean, sure he has seen me naked but it
was never at eye level.

Dad tossed the small one on the bed and grabbed the medium one and tore the
package open.  Meanwhile I covered up my goodies.  He told me to sit back
down on the bed and fished my legs into this on.  There I was, naked, my
Dad between my legs, I never took my eyes off of him.  He told me to stand
up, I did as instructed but he was too close to me and when I got up my
wiener almost hit him on the side of his face.  I stepped back a half step.
He slid the next one up my legs and sure enough it did go up easier this
time.  The straps still got twisted but not near as bad as before.  Dad ran
his fingers around the leg straps until they were right.  He looked me over
and said, `well how does that feel?'  I told him that it wasn't as tight as
the other one but it was still cutting into my belly.  He just shook his
head and sighed.  I asked him why it was so tight up front and he explained
that it was how it was supposed to be, `if it wasn't tight it wouldn't be
doing its job'.  This time he had me turn around; I guess it was to see how
it looked from the back.  He commented that `I see your backside has
recovered from the spanking I gave you a couple days ago'.  He spun me back
around and started pulling the jock strap off.  As he started to lower it
he commented `I see what you mean, you have got a red mark on your belly,
but the front seems to fit right'.  Before I sat down he pulled the jock
down to my ankles.  I say on the bed and then I noticed that my Dad was
looking right at my package.

He didn't say anything and tossed that one on the bed.  He grabbed the
large one and looked at the package, for waist sizes 30-34.  He asked me
what size I wore and all I could do was shrug my shoulders.  I had no clue
what size I wore.  He mumbled something and grabbed my briefs that were
lying on the floor, he looked at the waist band and it said 30-32.  I guess
he never really noticed how chubby I was before.  My Mom liked to call me
Husky, or at least that was the term that they were using back then.
Anyway we repeated the whole process again.  This one seem to fit the best,
yes it was a bit tight on the legs but not a tight as the other ones.  Dad
again adjusted the leg straps, spun me around but this time he told me to
touch my toes, I complied, there I was mooning my own Dad.  He spun me
around again and I guess I was a bit twisted up front to he instinctively
just adjusted the pouch, his finger slipped underneath the material and the
tips brushed up against my hairless sac.  Dad blushed a bit and apologized,
I told him that it was okay but the whole thing felt like a bolt of
lightning went through my body.  My little boy tool started to rise.  Dad
then pulled the jock down; he must have noticed my now embarrassing state.
He said, `I see that you haven't gotten any hair down there yet.'  I was
petrified.  Don't worry you should start getting some there soon; I was 11
when I started getting it.  And your brothers were about the same age as I
was; you must be a late bloomer.  Just be careful when it comes to girls
when you start getting some hair'.  I was blushing like never before.  `I
saw that you were getting excited when I brushed you accidentally, I guess
that happens when the wind blows hard to???  You are still pretty small
down there but it will get bigger as you get older.  You will be okay, I
promise'.  Now there I was naked, standing in front of my Dad, he's talking
sex stuff, my ego is shattered, I am embarrassed beyond belief and my cock
is starting to shrivel up.  This was not good.  But I did have a jock that
fit.  My Dad gave me a playful swat on the butt and told me to go get
dressed.  God I was happy that that ordeal was finally over.

The Week-end arrives

Joe and I went to practice as usual.  When we got back to Joe's house we
went up to his bedroom.  I asked Joe if he was ready to play our little
joke on Ed, he laughed out loud and said yep.  I asked him if he was
wearing his jock and he pulled down the front of his shorts and sure enough
he was.  I told him that mine was in my gym bag down stairs.  I ran down
stairs and grabbed it from next to the door.  His Mom was in the kitchen
and asked what I was doing; I told her that I left something in there that
I wanted to show Joe.  I quickly ran up to his bedroom and pulled out the
jock.  Joe was sitting on his bed laughing his ass off.  When I asked him
what was so funny he said nothing and told be to put it on.  I pulled off
my sweats, shorts and underwear all in one swoop, Joe turned his back and
acted like he was watching TV as I struggled to put that damn thing on.
Once I had it in placed Joe turned and told me that the straps were all
twisted and reached over and fixed them for me.  I put the rest of my
clothes on and we headed for the door.  We told Joe's Mom that we were
going to shoot some more hoops at the playground up the street.  As Joe and
I walked up the hill we both looked at each other and Joe asked if I was
ready for this, I said yes and asked him if he was and his said, sure why
not.

When we got to Ed's house the back door was open, we knocked and he told us
to come in and shut and lock the back door.  We hung our sweat shirts on
the kitchen chairs and went into the sitting room and sat down and shot the
shit for a while.  Joe finally spoke up and asked Ed if he wanted to
wrestle for a while.  Of course Ed agreed.  All three of us got up and
headed for the living room.  Joe and I sat on the sofa and Ed sat on the
chair.  Joe and I looked at each other and started to laugh.  Ed asked what
was so funny and both Joe and I said `nothing, it is an inside joke', Ed
didn't seem to understand but Ed dropped the subject.  Ed said `well guys,
what are you waiting for, you both know the rules, if we are going to
wrestle then you both need to take off your clothes'.  Joe and I stood up
and started to get undressed; we were both naked except for our shorts.  I
guess we were both him hawing around and Ed was getting impatient, he said
shorts too.  Joe and I pulled down our shorts and the same time.  Ed had a
funny look on his face; he said `awe, you guys think you're funny huh?
Jock straps?'  Both Joe and I burst out in laughter.

We walked over to the chair where Ed was and pulled him onto the floor.  We
started wrestling around laughing and pulling at each other.  Joe was the
first to make his move on me regarding the jock.  The leg straps were
hanging out below my underwear and he got a hold of them and started
snapping them.  It kinda stung a bit so I started going after his.  I got
carried away and grabbed Joes underwear by mistake and as Ed was flipping
me over I tore the seat out of Joe's briefs, there he was with ¾ of his
bare butt hanging out, Ed stopped the wrestling and told me that wasn't
fair that Joe's ass was sticking out for the world to see and mine still
was covered, before I had a chance to protest Ed was holding me down and
Joe pulled my briefs all the way down to my knees.  At first I was in shock
but then it was kinda neat to feel free.  Joe worked a bit to get them
completely off and he threw them on the pile with our other clothes.  I got
loose from Ed's grasp and Joe was on his knees just laughing.  I lunged at
his butt and pulled the rest of his underwear down; as I was doing that I
knocked Joe down onto the floor.  He landed on his stomach and I sort of
planted my face on his now bare ass.  Joe must not have showered before
practice because he was really smelly back there.  As he started to stand
up I continued to pull his briefs down.  With both Joe and I almost totally
naked we both turned our attention back to Ed who was lying on the floor
taking in the whole show.

We both attacked an arm, Ed put up a good fight, damn he was strong, but
Joe and I quickly wore him out.  We both were lying on his chest as he
gently was stroking our backs and playing with the straps of our jocks.  I
was great to be touched that way.  When my Dad had brushed up against my
sac while he was helping me with the jock it felt weird but when I was with
Ed and Joe it felt totally normal.  After a few moments I felt Ed starting
to pull down the back of my supporter, I just stayed were I was and enjoyed
the moment.  After several minutes he had the jock almost completely off my
ass.  I sat up a bit and noticed that he had done the same thing to Joe on
the other side; Joe had sort of a glazed look on his face.  I lifted my
hips and Ed slipped his hand around to the front and started pulling the
front down.  Wearing the jock felt good but when Ed got it down past my boy
toy I was in heaven.  I reached down and pulled it completely off.  I then
threw it at Joe, hitting him squarely in the face.  He looked shocked but
didn't say a word.  He just lifted his hips up and I got to watch Ed remove
his.  It was like watching a movie.  The whole thing probably took 30
seconds or less but in my mind it was like a full length movie.  Other than
the smell of Joe's butt he had a great looking ass.  Muscular, small almost
hairless.  When Joe had his hips up I got to see his rather long cock and
low hanging balls.  It was great.

Now that Joe and I were naked there didn't leave much to either of our
imaginations.  We both knew what each other had; Joe had much more to offer
than I did.  He was very skinny, probably weighing about 110 lbs, a nice
patch of hair above his 5 inch soft cut cock and huge balls in and a
moderately hairy sac.  Me, on the other hand was kinda chubby at about 140
lbs, I didn't have any above my 2 inch cut cock and small hairless nut sac.
Joe's cock had a pale white shaft with a dark brown ring around were he was
circumcised and a dark red head on his tool.  Me on the other hand, I had a
small sort of shriveled penis that was pink in color with a small bluish
knob on top.

The three of us wrestled around for a while longer.  It was great to be
totally naked rolling around on the floor with Joe.  Each of us now had a
very intimate knowledge of each other bodies.  While we were grabbing at
each other our boy cocks had a mind of their own, both of us were hard and
ready for further action.  When it came to being hard Joe's cock was a good
6 inches and mine was just a pubic hair under 3.  Ed was on the floor and I
was lying across Ed's chest and Joe was lying across my lower back and ass.
I could feel Joe's tool on the back of my legs and occasionally on my bare
butt.  Meanwhile my hardness was poking into Ed's rib cage.  As time went
on Joe decided that he was ready to go home but first Ed reached up and
grabbed his dick and held it there.  Joe didn't seem to mind too much and
Ed's thumb just kept rubbing the tip of it.  Just then Joes Dad yelled so
Joe got up and started to get dressed.  He asked me if I was leaving to and
I replied that I was going to stay for a while longer but I would give him
a call when I got home.  He quickly dressed and left.

By now my little cock had deflated as Ed and I were lying on the floor, I
was lying on my back and Ed was on his side.  He was rubbing my belly and
chest.  He must have had an obsession with my chubby tits; he was forever
playing with my nipples.  Then his hand moved down to my lower belly, my
pee pee was lying softly on my nut sac.  He moved his hand towards my balls
and he asked me, `would you mind if I played a little bit down there?' I
replied that it would be okay.

My first contact with a hand other than my own.

Ed slowly put his hand on my balls.  He gently massaged them with the
softest touch that I had ever felt.  He would roll my small balls in my
sac.  By now my penis was hard, Ed then grabbed my penis with his thumb and
index finger and began slowly stroking me.  The feeling was great.  Ed kept
adjusting the strength of his grip send a shock wave of different
sensations to my brain.  After several minutes of stroking Ed went back
down to my now taught nut sac.  He ran the tip of his finger up and down
the middle of my scrotum causing my knees to shake with every pass.  Then
he started to run his finger from the tip of my boy cock to the base of my
sac and a few times a bit further down towards my hole.  When he started to
do that I spread my legs farther apart so that he would have better access
to my goodies.  I just laid there with my eyes closed and let my brain take
in all the different sensations.  After a while of Ed working on my penis I
started to get a weird feeling in my groin, it was kinda like I was on fire
down there and then it felt like I had to pee really bad.  Not knowing what
was going on I instinctively covered my hard-on with both my hands and told
Ed to stop because I had to pee.  Ed told me just to relax.  We laid there
and talked for a while and the feeling left as quickly as it came on.  I
glanced at the clock and it was nearing the time that I had to go home so I
got up and told Ed that I had to go and that I would call him later on this
week.  I can remember that he asked me if I was okay and I replied in the
affirmative.

Phone Call from Joe

After I went home I took a shower and eat some supper, the phone rang and
my Dad said that Joe was on the phone.  I told my Dad that I would take it
upstairs so I went up to my bedroom.  Joe asked me how my visit with Ed
went after he had left.  I told him the whole story about Ed playing with
my penis and balls.  Joe asked if I liked it and I told him `hell yes', it
was great.  Joe then asked if Ed had got me to cum and I told him No.  Then
Joe revealed that before practice today he had gone up to Ed's to mow his
grass for him and after he was done they went up to Ed's bedroom and messed
around like Ed had done to me but this time Joe shot his first load.  Joe
said that it was the greatest thing that he had ever felt in his life.  He
said that Ed was stroking him and it felt like he had to piss and when he
told Ed that Ed just started to do it faster and before he knew it white
stuff was shooting out of his cock.  I was a bit jealous of Joe at that
point.  I thought that Ed and I were the only ones to play like that.  Joe
said that after he went home and ate he went up to his bedroom and did it
three more times and now his dick was sore.

As the conversation went on further I asked Joe how he did it because I
wanted to shoot my load too.  Joe said all he did was lay naked on his bed
and start to play with it until he was hard and then he said he started to
jack off faster and faster until he got the feeling and then a minute or
two later he shot.  By now my cock was hard again and I started to stroke
it while we were talking.  My Mom yelled up for me to get off the phone
because it was getting late.  I told Joe that I was going to try it and
that I would talk to him later.  Mom asked me if I wanted some snack before
I went to bed and I told her that I would be down in a second, after all I
needed some time before my cock would go down.  I couldn't very well run
right downstairs with a hard-on wearing only briefs, I mean I am small and
all but I still think that my parents might notice that.

Before Bed

After I had snack I gave both my parents a kiss and told them that I was
tired and I was going to go to bed early.  Once up in my room with the door
shut I stripped off my FTL's and crawled under the sheets.  Sometimes my
Mom came in my room and tucked me in before she went to bed and I surely
didn't want to get caught playing with my dick.  I started to stroke it
just like Ed was doing.  Slow and steady but I couldn't get a rhythm going
and after about ten or fifteen minutes that sides of my cock were starting
to get really sore so I stopped and fell asleep.  I woke up the next
morning with the normal `morning wood' so I got up and walked to the
bathroom hoping that nobody was in there.  Sure enough my Dad was so I had
to stand in the hallway and do the pee pee dance until he came out.  There
I was jumping around in the hall holding my still hard penis.  Dad came out
a few minutes later and saw me hold myself and said `see, I told you know
to drink that much before you went to bed.'  I barged past him and shut the
door as I was pulling down the front of my underwear down and trying to aim
and hit the bowl.  Not an easy feat to accomplish especially when you are
hard and it is coming out in a double stream.  After empting my bladder I
then looked at my wiener to see if there was any damage done after my
failed attempt to jack off.  It was a bit red on the sides but looked
a-okay otherwise.  I then washed my face and brushed my teeth and went back
to my room to get ready for school.

After finishing breakfast I grabbed my coat and books and headed out the
door only to be stopped by my Mom yelling for me not to forget my gym
clothes.  Thankfully she packed my gym bag.  I ran to the bus stop and just
made the bus as it was pulling up to the stop.  I climbed on and took my
regular seat in which I shared with another friend of mine named Rich.
There is more to the story about Rich and his two other brothers Ron and
Bobby but that will be later on.

At School

School was going on well until I hit Third period.  The semester had just
changed and it was the first time that I had to change for Gym class.  I
was beginning to hate Junior High.  I went to the gym and saw a note on the
doors that all boys were to report to the Locker Room.  I went down the
stairs into the Locker Room and there were all the boys that were in my
class, some I knew and others that I have never met before.  Junior High
was a melting pot for 4 Elementary School in our district.  All the guys
had that famous `Deer caught in the headlights look' on their face.
Mr. Jioio was the teacher.  He quickly had us all line up against the wall
and went through the roll call list and assigned us our lockers.  He gave
us the combination to our locks and told us to put our books in there and
take our gym clothes and go change at the other larger lockers.  I was
kinda shocked that we would actually have class on the first day.  We all
did as instructed.

It was strange for me to be changing in front of a whole room of other
guys.  I want exposed to that growing up.  I quickly changed into the
uniform that was required for all boys in gym; a pair of white shorts,
white socks, white tennis shoes and a white t-shirt.  I guess that they
wanted all of us to look the same, I could never figure out why, I guess it
was a sign of the times.  When I open my gym bag there was my jock strap
neatly folded on the top, I glanced around the room and noticed that none
of the other guys were putting one on so I didn't want to be the odd man
out so I just left it in the bag.  When I glanced around the room at the
other boys I noticed that most of them were wearing briefs and a few were
wearing boxers, I found that to be strange since all the kids that I knew
wore briefs.  The boys in my class were a mixed variety, some skinny as
rails, some husky, one or two very heavy.  Most of them were pre-pubescent
in appearance but there were a few that already had the makings of a
mustache and a few with hair on their chins.  Mr. Jioio came out of his
office and told us all to line-up against that same wall as before.  He
asked if we had all read the policy for uniforms, we all nodded `yes', he
asked if we all had the proper clothing, again all yes.  He explained that
since we were all growing up and that gym was going to be very physical he
demanded that following class that we all shower so that we didn't stink
for the rest of the day.  Some of the guys including myself just took a
deep breath.  He told us to go up to the gym and start running laps.

He had his grade book with him as he led us up the stairs.  He opened the
door and we all started to go through when he put out his arm and said that
he was going to have a uniform check.  I thought great; I have on what I am
supposed to.  As each of us stepped up to the door he looked at our uniform
to make sure then he let us pass.  There was a catch though, about every
third or fourth guy he stopped and pulled the side of their shorts out and
look down to see if they were wearing a jock strap.  Of course I was one of
the ones that he stopped and when he saw that I wasn't wearing one he made
a note in his grade book.  We ran laps for about 10-15 minutes; most of us
were huffing and puffing.  Mr. Jioio looked at the clock and blew his
whistle.  He said okay guys, time to go take a shower, walk down to the
locker room and be quick about it; there is only 10 minutes before the next
period.  We all then quickly walked down the steps and back into the locker
room.

Lots of Beans and Weenies

All of us slowly stripped down and grabbed our towels and headed for the
showers.  I was petrified of showering with a group of guys, most of whom I
didn't know.  There were some boys who it didn't seem to bother though,
most of them were well on there way through puberty but most of us didn't
hit it or just started like me.  I guess me weren't moving fast enough for
Mr. Jioio because he stepped out of his office and blew his whistle and to
us to move our butts.  There was a class clown in the group that was
already in the shower and he stared to move his butt back and forth like he
was dancing, Mr. Jioio saw him and asked him if he was a `Joker', he didn't
respond so Mr. Jioio said, `well son if you like shaking your butt at the
rest of the guys why don't you drop down and give me 10 push-ups.'  The
poor kid was awestruck and just looked at him in disbelief.  Mr. Jioio said
`Now mister or I will make it 20.'  The kid dropped where he stood in the
middle of the communal showers and started doing his push-ups.  All the
kids were dumbfounded; we all just stood there and watched his poor sap do
his punishment naked.  Looking back on it, it was sort of neat to watch his
muscles work while he was naked.  You would never guess how much you use
your glutes (ass muscles) when you are doing push-ups.  He finished the 10
and stood up and went back to showering.

I got to see more weenies and balls in one room than I have ever seen
before in my life.  There were a wide variety.  Most were small like I was.
I did notice that we were all circumcised.  Some had big butts and others
had small ones.  Some of the guys had a bunch of hair, most were pretty
much hairless.  There was one guy in our class that looked like he should
have been in High School, his cock was fully grown, I am guessing 6 inches
soft, he had a large bush of black hair above his crank and he even had
some hair on his chest, I later found out that he was held back two times
and was a member of the Football team.  I should also note that there were
no boys of color in our class, we did however have one Asian kid name Quen,
he was Korean and it turns out he became a good friend of mine.  His gym
locker was right next to mine so I got to check his body out all the time.
Back to the showers.  Mr. Jioio came to the edge of the shower and told us
to line up, guess he had a thing for lines.  We all followed his
instructions without question, I know I did because I didn't want to have
to get my chubby little body down and do naked push-ups in front of the
entire class.

Once we were all in line Mr. Jioio had us step up in front of him and hold
out our hands at waist level so that he could check under our finger nails
to make sure that they were clean.  Most of us passed with flying colors
but there were a few that had to go back and re-wash their hands, and then
they had to get back in line and go through the whole process again.  Your
hands had to be in the correct position for inspection, waist level
extended out from your body.  If they weren't Mr. Jioio would pull them out
to the correct position and take a longer look-see.  There was no hiding
the goodies in gym class.  Beans and weenies all hanging out for the world
to see, well maybe not the world but surely the 25-30 guys in class plus
Mr. Jioio.  Once we all passed inspection we were allowed to go get
dressed.  Mr. Jioio also announced that jock straps were a part of the
uniform and they were to be worn for every class and that they had to be
worn under the underwear and that he would be checking in the future,
failure to wear on would constitute a disciplinary action to be taken,
meaning nude push-ups in the shower following class or a `Zero' for the
day, 3 `zeros' is a drop in one letter grade for the class.  Looking back
at the whole `gym' picture now, it was a great experience for me but I am
willing to bet a great experience for Mr. Jioio.  Can you imagine, year
after year getting to watch young boys grow up like that.  Using the finger
nail ruse just to get an unblocked view at their developing bodies.  That
man had to have seen thousands of boys in his 25-30 year career.  After our
inspection we all scurried to our lockers and quickly dressed.  The bell
rang and we all ran to our next class.

After School

After school I ran home and called Joe on the phone to tell him what
happened to me in Gym class.  He was shocked to hear about what Mr. Jioio
did.  I told him that I was going to call Ed and see if it was okay if I
went over and asked Joe if he was interested in going, he said `No, because
he was grounded for failing a Math test.  I told him that I would see him
at lunch tomorrow.  I hung up with him and ran up to my room to get Ed's
number that I hid in my room.  I grabbed the phone and called, Ed seemed
excited that I called him and told me that it would be great if I came
over.  To this day I can still remember his phone number.  We lost touch of
each other when I was twenty or so and he moved so I haven't been able to
talk to him since.  Looking back I think the reason that we lost contact
was the fact that I grew up physically and he kinda lost interest because I
wasn't a young boy anymore.  It makes me feel sad though because there are
a lot of good memories that I would like to re-live with him.

I grabbed a snack and ran out the door.  When I got to Ed's house he was
sitting in the kitchen having a soda, Cherokee Red was his favorite.  We
sat in the kitchen for a while just shooting the breeze.  I told him about
my experience in Gym and he laughed.  He told me that when he went to
Jr. High he went to a private all boys' school and when he had Gym that the
teacher, who was the Headmaster, made them take class naked.  I was
shocked; I said `you had to take the whole gym class naked?  What happened
when ever you were playing Dodge Ball or Football, wasn't that kinda tough
to do naked'.  He said that they didn't have that type of gym classes.
Their classes basically were all about running and maybe Basketball.  I
said so what was it like doing all of that stuff naked; he replied that it
was pretty nice.  He also said that his teacher was tough and when you
messed up or were caught messing around in class that the Teacher would
paddle you in front of the class.  He went on to describe the paddling as
the Teacher would make you come up in front of the class, bend over a chair
or a bench, spread your legs to shoulder width and spank you with wooden
paddle or with a belt.  He said that it was only 2-3 smacks but it really
made the point.  I asked if he had ever been paddled and he said only once
and it was with a wooden paddle with holes drilled into it.  He said at
least 1 boy got it every period.  He said that he enjoyed watching the
punishment.  He said that the Teacher required all the students to watch,
if they didn't they would be paddled as well.  He remarked that his
favorite part was when the paddle or belt made contact because he could see
the other boy's balls and cock swing.  I was amazed at this story so later
on when I got older I did some research and found that this type of
punishment was pretty typical in all boy schools.

I told him about the different boys in my class, meaning their different
stages of development.  He said that when he was in Jr. High none of the
boy hit puberty until they were 16 year old or older.  I told him that that
was impossible and but looking back on it today I can believe it.  I was at
a Health club a few years back when a 12 year old boy walked in to the
showers and he was, no lie, 6'2", had huge feet and had a 6 or so inch cock
with a full bush above it.  I made small talk with the boy after the shower
was finished and that's how I found out he was only 12.  I couldn't believe
it.  It has to be all of the additives and chemicals like steroids that
they give the animals before they slaughtered that are robbing the children
of their childhood.  Kids are growing up too fast these days.

All of this talk about naked boys made my cock grow hard. I put my coat on
the other chair, kicked off my shoes and started to strip right there in
the kitchen.  Ed stopped me before I was totally nude; me not thinking
there was a short hallway leading to the front door which was made
completely of glass.  Ed hurried me into the sitting room and then into the
living room.  My boy tool was as hard as it has ever been as I strutted my
hairless stuff.  Ed remarked that all of my shyness had disappeared.  I
just laughed.  Ed sat on the sofa and he told me to stand in front of him
so that he could really check me over.  As I stood there he pulled me close
to his chest and started running his hands all over my back, legs and paid
special attention to my butt, the whole time my hard-on was rubbing on his
T-shirt.  I am not sure why but I just started to buck my hips forward in
hopes to rub my boyhood all over the front of his shirt.  Ed's hands
kneaded my butt cheeks and stroked his hand up and down the crack of my
bum.  I was in heaven.  How could a man, not my father, love me this much?
To this day I haven't felt the kind of love that I felt when I was with Ed.
It was an unspoken love, a love that we both felt in our hearts.

After about 10 or 15 minutes of that Ed suggested that instead of going
into the living room that we should go upstairs to his bedroom were we
would be more comfortable.  He suggested that I run past the front door as
to not get noticed if anyone looked in.  Thank god his house was set on a
small knoll and wasn't exactly on road level.  I walked through the living
room and looked to the right around the corner to make sure that the coast
was clear and then darted up the steps with Ed trailing slowly behind.
When I got to the top I looked back down at Ed and he had a smile on his
face and commented what a nice view he had as I ascended the steps.  I knew
what he meant so I poked out my butt and gave my right cheek a good swat.
Once Ed made it to the top he directed me to the master bed room that was
off to the left of the stairs.  Directly at the top of the stairs was a
small bathroom and just off of the bathroom was a smaller guest room.

Ed's bedroom was a nice size.  The walls were covered in a light oak
paneling; the carpet was a dark red color.  He had a chest of drawers and
large dresser with a mirror.  On either side of the queen size bed there
were nightstands with lamps and each also had clocks on them.  He also had
a fairly large showcase on the wall that had the windows, which faced the
main street, which contained old toy models of cars, Ed said that he had
built them when he was young with the help of his father.  Ed went past me
and lowered the blinds so that we had more privacy from the neighbors
across the street.

He told me to crawl into bed as he crawled in on the other side.  I
immediately rolled onto my stomach in hope that the back/bum rub would
continue.  Ed made a comment that I must really enjoy my butt rubbed
because I am always on my belly.  I told him that it felt great when he did
it.  He again started to give me a good rub down and when he got to my ass
I spread my legs as far as I could giving him unfettered access to my
hairless ball sac and my hole.  He remarked how I smelt saying that I kept
my self very clean and that it was unusual for a boy my age to do that.  I
told him that my Mom got mad if I had any skid marks on my underwear when
she did the wash.  He told me that his mother used to complain about the
same thing to him.  Ed kept rubbing like a champ; soon I was very relaxed
laying there with my goodies hanging out.  Ed rubbed my back and then my
bum; each cheek got the same amount of attention.  Every once in a while he
would run his finger up and down my crack with his finger tips brushing my
little hole.  Each time that he did that I would lift up slightly so that
there was just a touch more pressure applied to that area.  Then he began
to stroke the underside of my now drawn up testicles.  God was I ever
getting hot.

Once I was all hot and bothered I rolled onto my side and started to pull
at Ed's t-shirt.  He asked me what I was doing and I told him that I wanted
to rub him too.  He let me take off his shirt and rub his very hairy back
and chest.  I played with his nipples for a bit and they got hard and
pointed.  Then I turned my attention to his trousers.  Naturally he wore a
belt and all that did was make the process that much harder.  I fumbled for
a while with his belt and unbuckled his pants and unzipped them revealing,
you guessed it, a pair of tighty whitties.  I struggled a bit but I got
Ed's pants to his knees and to my surprise he had very skinny but hairy
legs.  I worked up a sweat getting this far.  Then I went for his
underwear.  He stopped me before I got too far; he said `remember that I am
different down there than you are'.  He said `I have a hernia that is
really big and I am uncircumcised and I can't get hard like you do because
of my injury.'  Being 12 years old I had no idea what he was talking about
all I knew was that he saw me naked and I wanted to see what he looked
like.  He pushed himself up a bit with his arms so that I could get his
briefs down.  I was shocked to see what was underneath.  His hernia was
huge, his sac seemed to be the size of a grapefruit, to the right side of
that I found his very large testicles.  His scrotum was not very hairy at
all compared to the rest of his body.  His penis was about 3-4 inches long
and about average thickness if I remember correctly.  The other thing that
shocked me was the way his penis looked.  It was way different than the way
that mine looked.  He had skin that covered the top of his.  That's when I
found out what the difference between circumcised and uncircumcised was.
It was really neat looking.  Ed explained that when he was born not very
many Doctors did that to boy babies.  I told him that I have older brothers
(three, Craig, Ed and Dave) and I had seen them naked before and their
wieners looked the same as mine.  Now might be a good time to tell you that
I am the baby of the family, my oldest brother is 17 years older and the
brother closest to me is 10 years older.  I also have an older sister Carol
who is 15 years older, and BTW, I am adopted, not that it matters.

Anyway, I was determined to make Ed get a hard-on.  I grabbed his penis and
began to slowly stroke him.  The damn thing was cooperating at all.  After
about 10 minutes or so I gave up and started to play with Ed's extra skin,
I must say that it is really pretty cool how a penis looks when you pull
the skin back.  It looks different than mine.  The head had a shine to it,
kinda like a new car when you first get it.  I started to rub the head a
bit and Ed started to wiggle a bit.  He said that because he wasn't cut the
tip was very very sensitive.  Ed continued to let me play with his stuff
for a while.  I thought that it was great because I had never touch one
other than my own.  Suddenly I had the urge to pee so I got up and headed
to the bathroom.  Ed stopped me just before I left the door and said, `why
don't you just pee here?', I said that there isn't a toilet and he said
`sure there is' and he reached under the bed and grabbed a clear jug that
looked funny.  I later found out that he kept a urinal under his bed so
that he didn't have to get out of bed and go to the bathroom at night
because it was hard for him.  I didn't care, all I knew was that I had to
take a leak.  Ed told me to come close to him and I walked over to where he
was and stood there.  He held the urinal in place and I inserted my still
hard penis.  I must have been a bit shy because it took me for what seemed
like forever to start but when I did look out.  After I was finished Ed
looked at the side and said that I had gone almost 500cc and he was amazed
that I could hold that much.  For those of you that don't know there is
30cc per ounce so I actually went over 16 ounces.  After he measured it he
grabbed a tissue from the night stand and wiped off the little drop that
was still on the tip of my now flaccid penis.  He got up and pulled his
clothes back on and took the urine to the bathroom and emptied it in the
toilet.  When he came back I looked at the clock and it was getting late so
I told him that I needed to get going home.  He said why don't you stay for
a while longer and I told him that I had homework to do and that I didn't
want to get in trouble and spanked again.  Spanking at 12 years old is not
a good thing; at least it wasn't for me.  The older I got it was a
different story but back then I'll pass.  Although I haven't been spanked
for such a long time, I may want to try it again if the situation was
right.  Nothing hard, maybe a playful one, who knows.  Ed headed down the
steps before me, he said that he wanted to see what I looked liked coming
down.  He stood on the landing and watched as I came down the steps, about
halfway he said that he liked the way that they bounced as I walked.  I ran
past the door and into the sitting room and got dressed.  On my way home I
decided that I was going to try this jacking off thing again that night.

I had my usual phone conversation with Joe that night.  He told me that he
had jacked off 4 times since he got home from school.  I explained that I
was going to try it again that night and I hoped that I would finally cum.
After my shower I crawled into bed and started to rapidly stroke my hard 3
inch cock.  After about 10 or 15 minutes I gave up, the sides of my dick
were raw and sore.

A few day's later.

A few days had passed since I had been to Ed's house and I was feeling the
need to be cuddled.  Following a long boring day at school I got on my bike
and rode to Ed's house.  I hid my bike in the alley behind the garage.  Ed
and I had our normal small talk and we headed back to the living room for
some fun.  Again Ed asked me if he could strip me down and I agreed.  It
was nice to have him undress me, it made me feel extra close to him.  He
slowly pulled my shirt up over my head.  He then pulled me closer and he
began to rub my back and breath on my nipples that found themselves
immediately hard and pointed.  He then took off his head off of my chest
and started to lick my tits.  The feel of his tongue on my nipples sent a
new surge of electricity through my pre-pubescent body.  He gently sucked
on my left tit and then the right, after a few minutes he quit and asked me
if I liked it.  Being still glassy eyed I replied `hell yes' that response
got me a smack on my still clothed ass.  Ed then reached down and grabbed
the front of my cords, Mom always made me wear them to school.  He
unfastened them and pulled my zipper down.  Naturally my penis was hard and
straining the fabric of my FTL's.  Ed pushed my pants down to my ankles and
spun me around and sat me down on his lap, I felt like I did when I sat on
Santa's lap when I was younger.  He pulled my shoes off and removed my
socks and pants.  Then Ed had me stand and face him.  He slowly removed my
underwear, when he was pulling down the front my wiener got stuck and as he
pulled them down it snapped up and hit me on my belly.  Free at last.

Both Ed and I got down on the floor and he started to rub my chest some
more.  It was great; he then started to rub my thighs and legs.  My little
tool was still standing at attention.  Ed asked me if I had got it to
squirt yet and I told him `no'.  Ed grabbed it between his thumb and index
finger and began to stroke me slowly.  After about 5 or 10 minutes he
stopped and asked me if he could use his mouth.  I asked what he meant by
that.  He said that maybe I would cum if he sucked on it for a while.  I
became nervous, I thought to myself `what happens if he bites it off?  How
would I explain that to my Mom and Dad?  Would I bleed to death?'  Ed could
see the apprehension on my face, he said don't worry I will quit whenever
you tell me to.  I reluctantly agreed.  Ed bent down and slowly took my
penis into his mouth.  Shock waves went throughout my body.  Ed started to
lick the tip and then he took the whole head into his mouth.  I was still
tense so Ed said `why don't you just shut your eyes and just relax.  I put
my hands behind my head and shut my eyes.  Ed went back to work on my tool.
I could feel that he had taken the whole thing in his mouth; I felt his
whiskers on my skin.  God damn it was great.  Up and down he went at a nice
slow pace.  I was amazed that the whole thing fit into his mouth, looking
back on it now it wasn't much to take in at that time.  I could feel the
excess saliva running down on my balls.  Ed then took his free hand and put
it between my legs and started to play with my testicles.  I could feel him
rolling my marble size balls between his fingers.  I naturally spread my
legs to give him total access to my goodies, and believe me he early took
me up on it.  Ed's paced quickened, and between the feelings of him sucking
me and playing with the boys I started to get that weird feeling in my
loins.  My entire body tensed up, I remember that my toes started to get
stiff, my thighs got rock hard, my breathing became rapid and shallow, my
butt cheeks clamped together, if there was a piece of coal between them I
would have mad a diamond.  My belly felt like it was on fire, I told Ed
that I had to pee, just then I felt my penis jerking wildly in his still
sucking mouth.  It was the greatest feeling that I have ever felt in my
short life.  The whole thing lasted only about 5-10 seconds but I was the
best 5-10 second of my life.  Ed kept sucking on me until I couldn't take
it any more; he was tickling the heck out of me.  I reached down and pushed
he face off of me.  I looked down and it was still hard so I reached down
and grabbed myself.  My penis was still wet from being in Ed's mouth, I was
still intact.  I asked Ed if I shot into his mouth, he said `no, it was
what was called a dry orgasm'.  I asked him why I didn't shoot yet and he
replied `your body isn't ready fro that yet'. Ed told me that eventually it
would happen and that I should be patient.  I thanked Ed for the blow job,
got up and got dressed.  I knew I had to get home and call Joe to tell him
what had just happened.

I went home and called Joe, he couldn't believe what I told him.  He asked
me if I could come over to his house and spend the night.  I yelled down to
my Mom and asked her and she said that it would be okay.  I could hear my
Dad grumbling about having to drive me over to Joe's.  I told him that I
would be there shortly.  I grabbed my backpack and threw in some underwear,
a shirt, a pair of sweatpants and grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste from
the bathroom and headed downstairs.  Dad and I went out to the car and he
drove me to Joe's house.  I thanked him, gave him a quick kiss on the cheek
and sprinted out of the car.

Joe's Dad answered the door and told me that Joe was up in his room.  When
I got up stairs I found Joe watching TV in his room.  I went in and jumped
on his bed.  He wanted all the gory details.  I explained everything and
during the story I saw Joe pulling at the front of his pants.  I inquired
and he said that he was hard and needed to jack off.  I thought that he was
going to the bathroom but NO, not Joe.  He told me to shut and lock his
door.  I got up and did what he asked, by the time that I turned around he
had rolled on to his back and pulled down his sweats and underwear and was
stroking himself.  I went back over to his bed and sat on the edge of the
bed and watched Joe go to town.  He took a hold of his tool and was beating
the living daylight out of it.  After only a few minutes his dick was red.
I asked if he got sore doing that and he said `no'.  I was mesmerized by
the whole event; Joe's balls were bouncing freely in his low hanging sac.
The head of his cock was dark red; he had a large mushroom shaped head.
Joe said `since Ed sucked on your dick why don't you try doing it to me'; I
told him that I would give it a try. I rolled on my side and Joe shoved his
big penis into my face.  The first thing that I did was lick the top for a
while; it was like I was licking a lollypop.  I took my mouth off and asked
Joe if he was going to do me after I did him and he said sure.  I went back
down on his penis, I went down as far as I could, which was about half way
down his shaft. Joe must have thought that I could go further so on my next
down motion he pushed the back of my head down causing me to start gagging
and coughing.  I got myself back under control and went back to giving
head.  It must have felt pretty good cause Joe started pawing at the back
of my shirt and started to slide his hand down the back of my pants and rub
my butt.  After a few minutes he announced that he was going to cum.  I
could tell because he pee pee started to swell more and it got harder.  I
pulled off and just sat there.  Joe grabbed his cock and started to
masturbate himself.  About a minute later he started to shoot.  His cock
jumped wildly and this thick white fluid came out creating a small puddle
on Joe's stomach.  He rolled over and grabbed this old rag and cleaned
himself up.  He said that it felt great.

I rolled over and pulled down my pants and underwear and started to rub my
hard penis.  I told Joe that it was his turn.  Joe held up his end of the
deal and rolled of, his face was directly above my throbbing stick.  Joe
slowly went closer to it, he first stuck out his tongue and began licking
the head like it was a lollipop.  He opened his mouth wider and started
down my skinny shaft; his head began to bob up and down quickly.  I started
to thrust my hips up and down trying to match his rhythm.  I must have
gotten carried away because I could feel his teeth brushing the sides of my
penis.  Joe must have liked the way that it felt because he started to bite
down harder and harder, after a few minutes I told him that I was going to
cum he pulled his mouth off and just stared at my pulsing penis.  It jerked
like there was no tomorrow but nothing came out.  Damn another dry one.  I
thought to myself, I am never gonna shoot.  Both Joe and I got dressed and
headed down the steps hoping to find that there was some ice cream in the
freezer.  Joe's Mom was in the kitchen and told us that it was bed time
soon and asked us if we wanted a snack.  She got us some ice cream and Joe
and I watched some TV until we finished.  Joe's Mom then asked if I was
going to sleep in Joe's room or in Rick's room.  Rick is Joe's older
brother and he was staying at his girlfriends house.  I told her that I was
going to stay with Joe if that was okay.  She said that was okay and told
both of us to go up and shower before bed.  Joe's Dad piped in and yelled,
`don't be in there too long and used up all the hot water, I have to take a
shower tonight because I have to work first thing in the morning.  Why
don't you guys just shower together?'  Joe and I looked at each other.
`Just don't get water all over the floor.'

Joe and I ran up the stairs to the bedroom and stripped down.  I didn't
hear Joe's Mom come up the steps, both Joe and I, totally naked ran down
the hall to the bathroom.  As soon as we were about halfway down the hall
Joe's Mom stepped around the corner.  There I was in all of my glory
running down the hall following Joe, my penis and balls bouncing from side
to side.  Just the anticipation of being in the shower with Joe was making
my penis hard.  Joe had already passed his mom and I noticed that she was
looking right at my groin.  My hand quickly went down to cover up my little
tool.  She didn't say anything; she just stood there and smiled at me.  By
now I had passed her and I looked over my shoulder and noticed that she was
watching my chubby little butt, still with a smile on her face.

Now with Joe and me securely in the bathroom with the door closed and
locked, Joe set the water temp and we jumped in.  The water felt nice.  In
the shower Joe was closest to the shower head and I was directly in front
of him.  I leaned forward to grab the shampoo and I felt Joe's cock brush
up against my ass crack.  I stopped where I was at and stood still.  Joe
must have picked up on it and he pushed his hip forward causing his wiener
up my crack again.  Both of us were enjoying the feeling so I squirted some
shampoo into his hand and he lathered up his cock and started to act like
he was screwing me in the crack.  It was great having his balls slapping up
against my hairless butt cheeks.  Joe then grabbed me by the waist and
started to thrust faster and faster.  Joe lost control and pushed hard,
this time his tool was in perfect alignment with my virgin hole.  I felt a
jolt of pain as his head and about half his enormous cock entered my butt.
It hurt so much that it took my breath away.  It felt like my hole was
being torn apart.  Joe pulled out as fast as it went in.  Instinctively my
hands went to my wounded butt.  I started rubbing as fast as I could trying
to take the pain away.  I remember that there were tears running down my
cheeks.  Joe was apologizing like there was no tomorrow.  I finally
recovered and told him that it was an accident.  We finished showering and
got out and dried off.  We both wrapped towels around our waists and walked
down to his bedroom.  I still was rubbing my injured butt.  I took my
fingers and ran them down my crack and looked at them, thankfully, No
blood.  Joe still was saying that he was sorry asked me to look at my butt
to make sure that I was okay.  I got up on his bed on my hands and knees.
In that position my butt was ready for inspection.  I felt Joe's hands on
my butt cheeks, he stayed down there for a while looking around.  I turned
towards him and asked if everything was okay and he said that there wasn't
any blood or anything, it was just red around the hole.  I told Joe that it
was an accident and I would be okay.  I got off of the bed and grabbed a
pair of unders and put them on.

Joe said that he was horny again and wanted to know if I wanted to watch
him jack off again.  I said sure and then asked him `doesn't you dick ever
get sore, I mean you beat off so much that mine would have probably fallen
off by now'.  He just shook his head and laughed softly.  I sat on the edge
of the bed and Joe stood in front of me and began to stroke himself.  It
didn't take long for him to be hard again.  There I was staring at one of
my best friends waking off.  His balls were hanging low in his sac.  He had
such big balls and they were swinging back and forth with every pump.  His
cock looked huge from that angle.  As he was playing with himself I reached
out and began to play with his balls.  Joe really seemed to like it.  I
looked up at him and he had his eyes shut and he started to sway back and
forth bucking his hips.  I noticed that his testicles had drawn up tight in
his sac so I knew that he was close to shooting his load.  The head of his
penis got darker and all of a sudden his penis shot a few streams of white
boy juice.  I tried to get out of the way but the second shot landed on my
thigh.  His juice was hot and slimy.  I grabbed the cover that was on his
bed and wiped up the mess.  I told Joe that it was great watching him shoot
and that I couldn't wait to be able to do that myself.  Joe cleaned up and
bit and put on his briefs and crawled up on the bed.  His Mom yelled up and
told us that it was time to go to sleep now.  We both crawled under the
covers and fell asleep quickly.

Both Joe and I slept late the next day.  I woke up before Joe and went down
to the bathroom and took a leak and then I went back to Joe's room and
crawled back in bed.  I watched Joe sleep for a while and then I heard
Joe's Dad down stairs in the kitchen.  I knew that Joe's Mom did the
shopping in the morning so I got out of bed and headed down stairs to talk
to his Dad.  Joe's Dad was really cool.  He had always laughed and joked
with me, my Dad always seemed too busy to actually sit down and have a
conversation with me.  Joe's Dad had just put a pot of coffee on and was
waiting for it to finish brewing.  He asked me how I slept and I told him
that I slept okay and told him that Joe was still asleep.  He offered me
something to drink and I told him that I would get a glass of OJ if it was
okay, he said that it was fine and started to get up to get it.  I told him
that I could get it myself.  I got up from the table and walked to the
fridge and poured myself a small glass.  While I was pouring Joe's Dad said
that there was some blood on the back of my underwear and inquired as to
how it got there.  I had to think fast, I told him that when I was in the
shower I slipped and fell back on to the bath tub faucet.  I told him that
I was okay but he still read me the riot act for not telling them that I
got hurt.  He called me over to him and told me to stand on a kitchen
chair.  I did as I was asked.  I got up on the chair facing his Dad, he
told me to turn around.  I turned and the next thing I knew my briefs were
being pulled down to my knees.  I tried to object but he cut me off by
saying `I have seen many butts before, I do have 3 sons and you don't have
anything that they don't have'.  There I was mooning Joes Dad.  He checked
me all over and even spread my cheeks.  He said that he could find anything
on my butt so he had me turn around and face him.  Naturally my penis came
to life just like it always did.  Joe's Dad didn't say anything and just
lifted my ball sac and looked underneath.  I asked him if it was okay and
after a few seconds he pulled up my wears and said that he couldn't see
anything.  I hopped off the chair, now thoroughly embarrassed and sat down
and drank my OJ while he drank his coffee.  We sat there for a while and
talked football and basketball.  We always ribbed each other, I am a huge
Pitt fan and he was a huge Penn State fan so during football season we were
always arguing about the teams.  He asked when my Dad was coming to pick me
up and I told him around noon.  I looked at the clock and it read 11:30.
He told me to go up and wake Joe up and get dressed.  I ran up and told Joe
to get up as I quickly dressed.  Joe finally crawled out of bed, as he
walked to the door I noticed that he was sporting wood.  As I gather my
stuff Joe came back, his cock was now soft, and I guess he had to whiz
really bad.  I told Joe that I would call him later.  When I got downstairs
my Dad had just pulled into the driveway.  Joe's Dad was already out there.
When I came out I overheard him tell my Dad that there was a tiny bit of
blood on my underwear but he looked but couldn't find anything.  He
explained that I had slipped in the shower and hit my butt.  My Dad just
sat there and shook his head.  He thanked him for letting me spend the
night and said that next time Joe could stay at our house if he wanted to.
On the way home my dad asked me if I was okay and I told him that I felt
fine and Joe's Dad couldn't find anything.  He told me that if I felt that
I needed to go to the hospital that either he or Mom would take me to go
get checked out.  I repeated that I was okay.

A Month or Two later

A month or two later nothing really changed.  I dealt with Gym class,
making sure that I wore my Jock every class, enjoyed showering with the
other guys, I went over to Ed's house from time to time.  Ed went on
vacation for 3 weeks so it cut down on my visits there.  Joe and I got
together about once or twice a week, I still haven't shot yet, life goes
one, you know, SSDD.

Then Joe called me one day and wanted to know if I wanted to go ride bike
in the woods down below my house.  I said sure, I love riding on the trails
that were there.  We had jumps set up on some of them.  Joe and I rode for
about an hour or so and then we went down to the creek to throw some rocks
into the water.  I was getting bored and then Joe asked me if I wanted to
mess around.  I said that it sounded good because Joe and I hadn't played
around for a long time.  I went first again.  Joe found a tree that had
fallen over; he pulled his pants down to his ankles and sat down.  I knelt
down in front of him and leaned forward and took his still flaccid cock in
my mouth.  I loved the way it felt when it got hard in my mouth.  This time
I got a good rhythm down and was going to town.  As I sucked him I played
with his balls and sometimes I would push my finger back towards his hole.
I didn't actually insert it but I would brush up against it like Ed had
done to me.  Joe loved it.  After a few minutes of sucking and rubbing
Joe's bung hole Joe shot into my mouth.  I gagged on his load and spit it
out.  Joe said that it was the best one yet.

Finally

We changed places, only I didn't just pull my pants down I stepped out of
them.  Joe asked if I was crazy.  I said that there wasn't anybody around.
I sat down on the log and Joe started to jack it.  I told him that I sucked
him so that it was only fair that he suck me too.  It seemed to me that my
penis had grown a little since the last time that we were together.  I
might have been about 4" now, still no hair but a little bigger.  Joe was
teasing the head of my penis, he put it in his mouth and was just sucking
on the tip, and it was driving me crazy.  I started to thrust my hips
forcing my cock deeper into Joe's hot mouth.  I could feel the saliva
trickling down my balls.  Joe seemed to be getting into to it more, by now
his hand was playing with my balls and I could tell that my scrotum was
drawing up close.  Joe then slid his finger down to my bung hole and
started to rub it gently.  I was very close; I could feel the same old
feeling starting to grow in my belly and thighs.  My hips were going a mile
a minute, my cock was like a car piston, and I could feel the base of my
penis hitting Joe's mouth.  The feeling was getting too intense; I told Joe
that he had to stop.  Naturally he didn't listen, after a few more strokes
I reached down and lifted Joe's mouth off of my penis.  I looked down at my
penis and it was as hard as I have ever seen it, then all of a sudden it
started to twitch and then this thick white liquid started to ooze out of
the head.  I kinda got scared because I have seen Joe squirt before and it
was different.  The fluid that came out of me was really thick and sticky;
it covered the glans of my cock and was running down the sides.  The
feeling was great, and the sight of my first load was awesome.  Both Joe
and I just looked at it; we were both mesmerized by the whole thing.  I
grabbed some leafs that were on a bush nearby and wiped off.  I stood up
and grabbed my underwear and stepped into them.  Normally after messing
around my cock would stay hard for a while but this time it went soft
shortly after I came.  I grabbed my pants and pulled them up.  Joe and I
hopped onto our bikes and rode to our own houses.

The Next Day

The next morning I woke up at my usual time, went to the bathroom and took
a leak.  Gawd my penis was itchy, after I was finished I looked down at it
and was all red and my penis was swollen, it was almost twice the size that
it normally was.  I started to get really scared.  I thought to myself, did
I break it yesterday?  Did I do something wrong?  I remember when I was
younger my Mom always told me not to play with it or it would fall off.  I
then grabbed a wash cloth and washed it with a soapy rag and dried it off
well.  I went back to my room and got dressed for the day.  When I went
down stairs for breakfast I couldn't keep my hands off of it, damn it was
itchy.  I sat down at the table, Mom made eggs and bacon, my favorite.  I
could hardly eat because of my situation in the southern hemisphere.  My
asked me what was wrong and I told her that I was really sore down below.
She asked me the normal questions; did I get hit down there?  Did I wash
and dry well enough?  Did I get into to anything that wasn't normal?  Then
I remembered the leaves, damn what was I going to do, I could go all day
with my privates all itchy.  I decided to play dumb and deny everything.
She told me to go up and wash again.  Back up stairs I went.  When finished
I went back down, Mom asked if I was feeling better.  I told her `No', she
told me to drop my pants and she was going to take a look.  I protested, I
mean that I didn't want my Mom looking at my privates, after all I wasn't 5
years old.  Mom was getting disgusted and grabbed the front of my pants and
pulled them down, she missed my unders so she even got a bit more miffed.
She grabbed my FTL's and pulled down the fronts.  All she said was `Oh my
god, what the hell did you do to yourself, it is all red and swollen.  Tell
me what you did to yourself, what did you get into?'  The cool air felt
good to my groin, so much so that my lil man was starting to rise.  Mom
didn't even notice when she finally let my unders go and I pulled up my
pants.  As soon as my briefs hit the skin it started to itch again.

Mom decided that I needed to go see the Doctor.  My PCP was an older man,
probably in his mid 50's.  He and I had always gotten along really well.  I
never felt embarrassed or uneasy when I went to see him.  Mom called the
office and explained to the nurse and explained the situation.  The nurse
checked the schedule and then asked the Doctor if he could squeeze me in,
the nurse told my Mom that the Doctor had an opening in twenty minutes and
asked if we could make it there by then, Mom replied `yes'.  She hung up
the phone and told me to get a clean pair of pants and a new pair of
underwear.  Mom called the school and told them that I wouldn't be in that
day.  By the time I got back down stairs she was already in the car and had
pulled it out of the garage.  I pulled the door shut and we were off to see
the Doc.  It took us about 10 minutes to get there.  The ride was very
uncomfortable for me.  We got to the office and the waiting room had 2 or 3
people waiting.  Mom signed me in and I took a seat.  I was in agony; I
couldn't keep my hands off of it.  I looked across the waiting room and
there was an older lady sitting almost directly across from me, I glanced
at her and she was giving me very hateful looks, I returned the favor.
Then the nurse called my name.  Both my Mom and I followed her back to the
exam room.  The nurse took my weight and my height, she then took my blood
pressure and pulse, and she then wrote all the information on my chart.
Then she asked what brought me to the office, Mom jumped in and said that
`he had a rash or something on his penis and scrotum, he is all red and
swollen and it is very itchy'.  If I was able I would have crawled up into
a ball and hid in the corner.  After the nurse jotted it all down she told
my to take off all my clothes except my underwear, then she left the room.
Mom sat down in the chair next to the bed.  I pleaded with her that I
didn't need her to be there, she hesitated for a minute or so then told me
that she would be waiting in the hall.

The Exam

I stripped down and put on the paper gown, damn was that thing
uncomfortable.  I lifted it up and pulled the front of my FTL's down hoping
that it would all be okay, I wasn't still really red and it seemed to be
more swollen.  The there was a knock at the door; Dr. Dan came in holding
my chart.  He sat in his chair and read it for a brief moment.  He asked me
what was going on and I told him that I had a heck of a rash.  He told me
to take off that silly gown and lay back.  I did as instructed, can
somebody please tell me why exam rooms are always cold.  Dr. Dan felt my
neck and checked my belly.  He then pulled the front of my underwear down
to look at my privates.  He stepped back and shook his head.  He then told
me to lift my butt up and he pulled my unders down and then off.  He told
me that I had poison ivy and it was one of the worse cases that he had ever
seen.  He asked me how I got it.  I explained that I was riding my bike in
the woods and had to take a leak so I went off the trail and stood in the
bushes to pee.  He chuckled and said that he would have to give me a shot
for the itch and put some cream to take the redness and swelling away, but
first he needed to do a better exam to make sure that that was the only
area involved.

Dr. Dan left the room to get the shot and the cream.  I heard my Mom and
him talking in the hallway.  A few minutes later he came back into the room
with the supplies.  He told me to scoot down on the table, by now my butt
was almost on the edge to the table.  Dr Dan the pulled these leg like
things from the ends of the bed, I later found out that they were called
stirrups and that women use them for their pelvic exams.  Anyway, there I
was naked as a J-bird, legs spread wide open with all my stuff just hanging
there with my feet stuck in these restraining devices.  It was very
uncomfortable.  Dr. Dan put a pair of gloves on and rolled his chair closer
to the table.  He gently took my penis in his hand and moved it in his
fingers, just his touch made it feel itchy.  He closely exiled it, making
sure that the head and shaft were okay.  Then he moved down to my scrotum,
he rolled my testicles around in the sac and asked me if I had any pain
when he was doing that or if I had pain when I went to the bathroom, I told
him `no' to both.  He then lifted my scrotum and looked underneath; he said
that I had poison ivy the whole way to my butt.  He then rolled back to his
little desk and looked at my chart then he opened a drawer and pulled out a
tube.  He then rolled back to the table, he told me to move forward a bit
more.  By now my bum was sticking over the edge of the table.  He asked me
if I was sexually active, that question kinda took me back a bit, how could
he know that I have been messing around with Ed and Joe?  I decided to play
it safe and respond in the negative.  He told me that he was going to check
my butt to see if I had any poison ivy in my butt and check my prostrate to
make sure that everything was normal.  Hell, I didn't know what a prostrate
was back then.  He opened the tube and squirted a small amount on the tip
of his finger.  He explained that there was going to be some pressure on my
anus and it would feel like I was going to the bathroom.  He told me just
to lay there and relax.  He then put his finger against my butt hole and I
flinched, he told me to relax again and I could feel him rubbing the outer
part of my anus, his finger was slippery and glided around easily.  Then he
started to apply some more pressure, and then I felt his finger make
entrance into me.  Dr. Dan took it really slow; I could feel my butt
muscles clamp down on his finger.  With Dr. Dan's free hand he rubbed my
belly softly, reminding me to relax.  Then in a flash his pushed his finger
in to the hilt, I could feel his other fingers brush against my skin.  Then
he turned his finger a bit, all of a sudden my boy tool came to life.  It
was weird; I had never gotten hard that fast in my life.  I reached down to
cover up and Dr. Dan told me that it was a completely normal reaction and
that it showed that my prostrate was okay.  I released my privates and
rested my hands at my sides.  Dr. Dan told me that I normal in size.  I was
grateful to hear that but asked him why other kids in my gym class had hair
down there and I didn't.  Dr. Dan pulled his finger out of my bum and
removed his gloves.  He said that both boys and girls develop at different
rates, boy develop later than girls and that most boys that he see's start
getting pubic hair between 12 and 15 years old.  He then asked me if I
masturbate yet, I blushed and said `yes' and he asked me if I had a wet
orgasm yet and I said `yes' but I only did it once.  He laughed and told me
that I should start getting hair with-in the next year or so.

Dr. Dan handed me a wash cloth and told me to wipe the jelly off of my
butt.  I cleaned up.  Then Dr. Dan grabbed the cream that he got to my
rash.  He opened the jar and scooped some out on a freshly gloved hand and
started to apply it to my penis and balls, the cream felt great, it was
cool and almost immediately took the itch away, finally some relief.  Then
Dr. Dan told me to stand up and bend over facing the table.  I did as I was
told, Dr. Dan then took out the syringe and injected it into my butt cheek,
the medication burned like there was no tomorrow.  He explained that it
would dry up the poison ivy with-in a day or so and I would be back to
normal.  Still naked in the room he grabbed some more of the cream and
applied to the lower part of my butt cheeks.  He told me that I was to use
the cream for the next 5 days and I was to come back if the rash didn't
heal up.  He asked if I had Gym class, I told him yes; he grabbed his Rx
pad and wrote me an excuse for a week.  He told me to take it easy and try
to stay cool, clean and dry.  He told me to get dressed and he would send
my Mom in in a few minutes and he would be back to talk to her.

I quickly dressed and then my Mom came in.  Dr. Dan re-entered the room and
explained what he had done and gave my Mom the instructions that he had
given to me.  The cream needed to be applied 3 times a day and I should be
okay with-in a week, he also told my Mom that I may need help with the
cream.  I looked at him and asked, `Dr. Dan, did you say 3 times a day?'
He said `yes', I asked what about school, can I take a week off of school?'
Dr, Dan laughed and said `don't they have a nurse were you go to school?'
I said that they did and he said that if I needed help with the cream that
she would be able to help me.  He also said that I should change my
underwear often and that my laundry should be done separately so that the
other people in the family wouldn't become infected.  Dr. Dan put his arm
around me and said `and NO scratching'.  With that done Mom and I went
home.

Mom asked me how exactly I caught poison ivy on my privates.  I blushed and
told her that I must have got it when Joe and I were riding bikes in the
woods and I had to pee.  She just sat there and shook her head.  When Dad
got home from work naturally Mom told him what happened.  He just chuckled
and said that that sort of thing happens from time to time.  I called Joe
and told him that I got poison ivy on my cock and balls and I asked him if
he had it and he said nope.  After dinner I went up to my room to listen to
my stereo.  Mom yelled up around 8:30 and told me to take a shower and
reminded me to put my towel and wash cloth in the basket in the hallway
along with my dirty clothes.  I stripped and went into the bath room.  I
looked at my wounded penis and balls in the mirror.  They didn't seem to be
as swollen as they were before but they were still very red and itchy.  My
butt still hurt where Dr. Dan had given me the shot, I even noticed a small
bruise on my butt cheek.  I set the water a bit cooler than normal; I
figured it would feel better than a hot shower.  I jumped in, immediately
my cock and balls turtled.  I quickly washed and jumped out and dried off
the best that I could.  I didn't want to irritate my privates any more than
they already were.  I wrapped a towel around my waist and yelled down to my
Mom to bring the cream up to my room.  I went in and sat down on the edge
of the bed.  About 2 or 3 minutes later she knocked at the door and came
into my room.

I reached for the cream and she told me that she was going to help me with
it.  My face went red.  I told her that I didn't need any help and that I
would do it my self.  She said that she would watch just to make sure that
I did it properly.  I dropped the towel and turn away from her; I squirted
a small amount on to my fingers.  I smeared a small amount all over my
tender tool and balls, the itch went away as soon as the cream was applied.
I grabbed a pair of briefs off of my bed and stepped into them and turned
around.  She said `what about you butt the lower part of your butt and your
crack is red.  Now get up on your bed on your hands and knees and I'll
finish putting the cream on you'.  I could tell by the look on her face
that she wasn't in the mood to be argued with.  I crawled up on my bed like
she had asked me to.  She lowered my briefs to my knees and put some cream
on her fingers, she began to apply the medication to both of my cheeks.  It
felt nice having her help me out, it was embarrassing but it did feel good.
I looked back and saw her apply more to her fingers and this time she went
for the area between my legs, I could feel her putting the lotion on the
underside of my balls and on both of my inner thighs, as she finished there
the put a small drop on her finger tips and rubbed them together and then
ran her fingers up my crack, her finger brushed up against my bung hole and
I instinctively clenched my cheeks together.  She remarked that the cream
must be cold.  She told me that I was finished and instructed me to pull up
my underwear.  Now that I was finished she told me that I could watch some
TV for a while and then go to bed.

The Next Day

The next morning I woke up at my normal time, both Mom and Dad were already
up and moving around.  I went to the bathroom and Mom was standing outside
the door, she told me to wash well and that she would meet me in my room in
10 minutes.  I did my thing and met her in my room.  She and I repeated the
process like last night.  After I got dressed and had breakfast Mom told me
that she was going to drive me to school so that she could give the office
people my excuse for yesterday and give the nurse the cream and tell her
that I might need some help with it.  I hated the thought of the nurse
helping me apply the cream; after all she was as old as my Grandma.  Mom
told me that she packed a clean pair of underwear in my book bag along with
a plastic bag for my dirty ones.  She asked me if I had my excuse for Gym
and I told her yes.  We got to the school and Mom did what she said, the
office secretary called the Nurses Office and told her what was going on
and the Nurse told me to come to her office at the end of 4th period.

Gym class came around and I walked into Mr. Jioio's office and gave him my
excuse from the doctors.  He told me to take a seat in his office.  I sat
on a chair next to his desk; the chair had a great view of the lockers.
Well at least I could watch the other guys change.  I looked towards the
showers and I had an unobstructed view of the showers that were on the far
side.  After everyone was dressed we went up to the gym, Mr. Jioio gave me
his grade book and told me to take roll.  After class was over the guys
went in and stripped and showered.  All of the guys were laughing and
joking in the showers, I don't think that any of them noticed that I was
watching them.  I had a great view when they all lined up and got their
nails checked; the view was so good my penis began to stir a bit.

The end of 3rd period came.  I was dreading the thought of the Nurse
helping me with the cream.  My penis was still a bit red but all the
swelling had gone away.  The swelling wasn't too bad though, it made my
tiny penis look like it was much bigger than it really was.  I was happy
that the itchiness was gone.  I walked to the Nurses office with my book
bag.  I went in and told the secretary that I was here to see the nurse,
she told me that she was busy with another student and told me to sit in a
chair against the wall.  Several minutes went by and the Nurse appeared.
She told me to go into a room.  I went in a small room that had a chair and
a small cot.  I remember that the room had a tile floor and the air temp
was very cool.  I sat in the chair.  A minute or two later the Nurse came
in with the cream in her hand, I noticed that she was also wearing a pair
of latex gloves.  She asked me if I had brought a clean pair of underwear
to put on, I told her yes.  She then told me to take off my pants and
underwear and stand up on the bed because she had a bad back and didn't
want to have to bend over.  I don't know why my face was getting red, I
have been naked in front of her before, at the beginning of the year all
the boys had physicals done by the School Doctor and she was there taking
notes for our school file.  Although we were all in our underwear the
Doctor still checked for a hernia and stuff, so she had seen all the boy's
goodies in the entire school.

I kicked off my shoes and removed my pants and underwear and stepped up
onto the cot.  I kinda lost my balance and started to step back and then I
felt a firm hand pushed on my butt and steadied me.  She told me to face
her and she squirted some cream on her gloved hand and started to smear the
lotion on my penis and testicles, and let me tell you she wasn't too gentle
about it either.  The cream was cold and naturally my boy tool started to
shrink up, damn only the head was sticking out.  She tapped me on the butt
and told me to turn around and put my hands against the wall.  I did what
she said and then she pulled me by the waist so that my butt was sticking
out and she started to apply cream to my butt and the small area between my
balls and my butt hole.  She put more cream on her hand and ran it up and
down each side of my crack and around my bung hole.  I giggled.  I heard
her snap off the gloves and she told me to get down and get dressed.  I
hopped off the cot.  The Nurse to my surprise stayed in the room with me
while I dressed.  She reached down and grabbed my dirty underwear and
folded them neatly and put them in the plastic bag that my clean ones came
in.  By this time I was already dressed and I was tying my shoes.  She
chuckled and remarked that she raised a son and that the same thing had
happened to him and that I shouldn't feel embarrassed about it, but she
cautioned me to make sure that I put the cream on as the Doctor said or
there was a chance that it could cause me problems it the poison got inside
my body.  I thanked her for her help and she told me to get a Hall Pass
from the secretary and go to my next class.  I told her that I was going to
Lunch next and that I wasn't hungry and never ate at school.

Not too much happened the rest of my day at school.  I was feeling pretty
good in the southern region other than the occasional itch but I am not
sure if it was due to the poison ivy or just an itch.  Mom asked me about
my day and if the nurse helped me, I told her `yes' and she told me to
throw my dirty clothes in the basket in the hall.  I did my homework and
was watching some boob tube when Joe called.  He asked if I could come over
and I told him that I wasn't feeling well and that I was staying home for
the night.  I ate supper and was vegging out in my room listening to some
tunes.  Mom knocked on the door and told me to go take my shower and she
would help me with the cream thing again, I told her that I could do it on
my own and she reluctantly agreed but told me that she was going to check
out how my rash was doing.

I hopped in the shower and did my thing.  I got out and walked down the
hall naked to my room.  It felt neat to be walking around the house nude,
kinda free and natural.  Mom had put the cream on my bed.  I squirted some
on my hand and started to smear it on.  The cream was doing my privates
some good.  Just as I finished Mom came in and looked me all over.  She
said that the rash was healing nicely and left.  I was glad to hear that,
although I was getting kinda of used to showing off my package to just
about everyone.

The next day at school things went as usual.  4th period rolled around and
I went to the Nurse's office, the same thing happened today that happened
yesterday.  I went in the same room and the Nurse followed me in.  I told
her that my Mom said that the rash was gone and that I didn't have to put
the cream on much longer.  The Nurse said that she would check it out and
let me know.  I hopped up on the cot and she steadied me and took my penis
in her hand and looked at it closely, she tugged on it a few times,
stretching it out to the full length.  I could almost feel the blood
rushing to it.  She then released it and started to lift my hairless sac
and started to inspect it, she was actually rolling my balls in her hand,
by now my penis was fully erect in all it almost 4 inch glory.  She said
that my Mom was correct; she said that there was still some redness at the
base of my penis and on the right side of my scrotum.  She told me to turn
around and bend over like yesterday.  She spread my cheeks and started her
inspection.  I could feel her hands checking out the area, she pulled my
cheek farther apart and I cold feel my hole opening up, damn the air was
cool.  She said that she needed to make sure that there wasn't any up
inside, she put the tips of her fingers in and separated the hole a bit,
that hurt a little.  When she was done she said that there wasn't and
redness or poison that she could seen in my butt.  She grabbed the cream
and squirted some on her un-gloved hand and spun me around and started to
apply it to my front.  It seemed to me that she was taking her time and
being a tad more gently than yesterday.  My penis was still hard so the
nurse had an easier time putting the cream on it.  I remember that she gave
it several stokes, it was like she was jacking me off, and I instinctively
shut my eyes.  The Nurse then applied some cream to my sac with her other
hand.  There I was, the old school nurse stroking my hard tool and playing
with my balls.  This went on for several minutes.  I was close to cuming, I
guess she sensed that because she quit and told me to turn around so that
she could do my butt.  I did as I was told.  There I was, I looked like a
criminal or something, I was spread eagle against the wall, my cock was
hard as a rock, ready to squirt, my bum sticking out with my butt hole
exposed.  The nurse grabbed the cream and started to apply it on my butt.
She was definitely taking her time with me today.  She seemed to be
kneading my butt cheeks; again I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling.
She started to run her fingers up and down my crack, which seemed to go on
for about 5 minutes or so.  Then she applied more cream to her finger and
then started to rub it on the outside of my butt hole.  I started to get
that new found feeling again in my stomach and balls.  My body started to
rock back and forth with each stroke of my bung hole.  As fast as I was
rocking the faster she kept rubbing my pucker.  Then I felt some gentle
probing starting, it was just the tip of her finger but it was driving me
crazy.  My legs now had a mind of there own, bucking back and forth.  By
this time it felt like my belly was on fire.  Suddenly I reached down with
my right hand and started to stroke my hard penis.  My mind was racing.  I
beat my meat faster than I have ever done it before.  The nurse was still
going to town on my bum and suddenly I jutted my hip forward and started to
cum.  I could feel her finger in my rectum, my sphincter grabbing and
relaxing on her finger.  My cum was dripping off of the tip of my penis and
my hand, I could hear a few drops hitting the vinyl cot.  After a minute or
so my body began to relax and my breathing went back to normal.  The nurse
had already removed her finger from my butt and was rubbing my butt cheeks
with both of her hands.  She asked me if I was okay, I replied `yes', she
helped me down off the cot, my dick was now flaccid and it still had cum on
the end of it.  She left the room for a second and then she returned with a
wash cloth.  She sat in the chair and I walked over to her.  She cleaned me
up, the warm wash cloth felt good.  It was a neat feeling, being washed
down there.  After she was finished she looked up at me and said that she
was sorry for what she had done.  She said that she had never done that
sort of thing before with a student.  She said that she just got carried
away, her husband had died a few years ago and that I was the first male
that she had held like that in a long time.  Then she started to cry
softly.  My mood changed from feeling great to sad in a matter of minutes.

My young mind was again racing.  I did what I instinctively did when my Mom
was crying.  I sat down on her lap and gave her a hug and told her that it
would be okay.  She said that she could loose her job if anyone ever found
out.  I told her that I wasn't going to say anything to anybody about it.
I told her that she didn't do anything wrong, after all I was the one that
was playing with myself, all she did was put the cream on like the Doctor
wanted.  I told her that `it' got hard all the time anyway.  She rubbed my
back some and said that she would be okay and told me to get up and get my
clean underwear on, she picked up my dirty ones and folded them neatly and
placed them in the bag.  I sat on the edge of the cot and put my pants and
shoes on.  The nurse looked at me with very sad eyes.  I told her that I
promised not to say anything to anybody; I kept that promise until now.  I
figured that it is okay to say something now, I read in the paper that she
passed away about 10 years ago so I guess it is safe to mention now.  As I
think back on that experience it makes me sad to think about all of the
elderly people in the world who had lost there husbands/wife's or those who
never had the opportunity to share something that special with a person
with another person.  Just think, you and I may be that very person as we
get older, or think of the Priest or Nun's that gave up that part of their
lives for there chosen vocation. It is just plain sad in my opinion.  I am
not condoning the molestation of boy's or girls in anyway, I am speaking
generally.  Maybe that is why if an opportunity arises with an older person
I am willing to give it a shot if there are feeling there.  Anyway, I was
dressed; she gave me a small hug and told me to go get a hall pass like
yesterday.  As I was leaving the room I looked back and saw her wiping up
the few drops of my cum off of the cot.  She looked up at me and I smiled
back.

The rest of the week went on normally at the Nurses Office.  I went in and
stripped down; the nurse applied the cream to my privates and my butt.
There weren't any more extra-curricular activities that happened but I will
tell you that each and every time my penis was hard when I walked in and
hard when I walked out.  By the end of the week my rash was completely
gone, there wasn't a bit of redness on my penis or my butt, well that is
not true, the only redness was at the head of my cock and between my butt
cheeks around my hole.  My Mom and the nurse did a hell of a good job.