Date: Sat, 27 Jun 2009 17:32:29 -0700 (PDT)
From: Glenn Freemen <freemeng2003@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Summer Popsicle

Hey guys.  This isn't going to be a long story, but it's a great memory of
harmless male/male exploration with my best friend's older brother.

Did you ever have a best summer friend?  When I was growing up, I had
friends who were around all the time, but then I had friends that seemed to
come out of the woodwork during the summer months.  My best friend during
the summer from the time I was about 12 to 16 was Colin.  Colin and I
played a lot of ball together, went bike-riding, did a lot of camp-outs,
and spent many days swimming and goofing around a man-made beach that had
recently been constructed.

I can't remember the exact age this happened, but I do know that Colin and
I were both just hitting puberty, we were growing, starting to sprout hair,
and our dicks were starting to grow.

Of course, when you're going through puberty, you talk a lot about sex, and
boners, and making "pup-tents" and wondering how big it's going to get.

So the camp-outs I'm talking about were actually backyard or front porch
campouts.  Most of the time, we'd pitch a tent in someone's backyard for a
day or two, and anywhere from 4 -- 8 guys would cram in together, telling
stories, playing games, farting, and pissing freely outside.  One of our
friends had a house with an enormous covered veranda, so we'd spend a lot
of time there.  We weren't so enclosed and could sneak around the streets
at midnight and later.  There was always a dare to get one of us to run
across the street and back naked, or at least in just our underwear.

I remember one particular night when we were talking about what we thought
sex was, and somehow, someone wanted us to compare dick size.  We were all
a little apprehensive about it, but when the first guy pulled his out, we
all ended up doing it.  Out of the 6 guys on the veranda, 3 of us had dicks
and a few pubes that were starting to look manly but the rest of the boys
hadn't started their development yet.

That's when the conversation turned the guys talking about their dad's big
hairy cocks.  I was getting jealous because I hadn't ever seen my dad's
penis; he always covered himself up when he was naked around me.  My friend
Jimmy said he and his dad always got ready for school and work together in
the morning so he saw his dad's cock all the time.

All the guy's had seen their dad completely naked, except for me.  While
the conversation continued I realized how much I longed to see my dad's
cock.  I remember when everything quieted down, I put my head on the
pillow, thinking about all my friend's dad's hairy cocks and I started to
get a boner.

I was laying there in my tighty-whities on top of my sleeping bag.  Colin
was beside me on top of his sleeping bag, and started to sing in a whisper,
Glenn's getting a boner..Glenn's getting a boner.

That's when he started to talk about his brothers and how big their cock's
were.  All three brothers slept in the same bedroom.  They were 6 and 7
years older than him, so he'd seen them naked and started talking to me
especially about his one brother who liked to jerk off a lot and he was
okay with Colin to watch.  He said he had huge balls and a cock bigger than
his older brother's. He said he'd felt it hard, and that his brother let
him play with it sometimes and he event watched the semen come out.  Man I
was so jealous and desperately wanted to see it.  Well, it wouldn't be long
until I had my wish.

When we were packing up to go home the next morning, I asked Colin quietly,
if he thought his brother would let me see his cock sometime?  And, as if I
had asked him if I could watch TV at his house, he invited me over. "Sure,
he loves to show it off".  I had never been over there when his parents
weren't home so I was totally intrigued.

When we walked into his house, I remember seeing his brother reaching up to
the top cupboard for some cookies. He turned around and just nodded his
head toward me, asking me if we'd had fun. Then he went in the living room,
plopped on the couch and watched TV.  Colin and I watched for a bit, and
then went somewhere else in the house. I honestly don't remember what we
did; I just remember that it seemed like forever before I got the treat I
was looking for.

At some point in the afternoon, Colin asked me if I wanted to come to his
room to look at comic books.  I agreed, thinking by this time, that I was
out of luck. But to my surprise, when we walked into his room, there was
his brother, sitting up on his bed. His back rested against his headboard,
he was wearing his favourite t-shirt; reading an Archie comic book, and had
nothing on from the waist down.  When we walked in he just said "hey".
Colin acted like this was normal, and I just wanted to stop and stare. But
instead, we went and lay across Colin's bed, checking out comic books,
national geographic and a couple of mystery magazines.

Colin's bed was right across from his brother Pat's bed, so I made sure I
was positioned so I could look at this half-naked body.  Pat was a total
athlete, so his 18/19 year old body was totally buff.  I remember looking
at my book, then glancing at his legs covered with light brown hair, with
his feet crossed, bobbing up and down as some tune ran through his
head. His t-shirt and the comic book he was holding was partially covering
his penis, so thee wasn't a lot for me to see.  But after about 30 minutes,
he got up to take a piss, and I saw his "big hairy cock" jiggle back and
forth as he walked across the room to the hallway to take a leak.

When he came back to the room, he reached to the bottom of the box, pulled
out a Playboy and said, "come on over if you want".  He didn't look at us,
and there was no major expression in his voice, just kind of a casual
invitation.  He went over to his bed, sat up, spread his legs, and started
leafing through the Playboy magazine.  When he found the picture he wanted,
he started playing with his cock.

 "Oh man, you guys have to see this" he said without looking up.  Colin
smacked me on the shoulder and nodded for the two of us come on over.  I
went over, and sat at the head of his bed where there was hardly any room.
I saw the naked woman who looked fantastic, but I really wanted to see his
cock which was again hidden by the magazine.

Without looking up from the magazine he said matter-of-factly, "Colin says
you want to see my dick up close.  He watches me jerk off all the time, so
I don't care if you want to take a look at it too. Just help me out by
giving it a tug every once in awhile.  Gawd, did I hear him right?  "Give
it a tug"?

Colin went over and grabbed another Playboy magazine from under his
mattress, then came back and hopped on Pat's bed. While I was positioning
myself, Pat, propped himself up a little higher, brought his legs up a
little, and spread his legs wide.  He lifted up his cock, stretched it out
kind of showed me what he had, and then let his penis flop down.  I decided
to move in a little closer and crawled up between his legs until I was
about a foot from his cock.

While I casually leafed through a Playboy mag, I watched him play with and
stroke his cock for a long time.  But, it wasn't as simple as that.  Every
once in awhile, he'd stop stroking, and just hold on to his magazine.  That
was my cue I thought. I reached in and wrapped my hand around his penis.
Oh man, it felt so warm and good and manly, and I remember the first time I
held on to it, he brought his hand back down to continue jerking, and I
just left my hand there while he put his over mine and together we did a
slow stroke. Then he took my hand and placed it on his sack. I started to
finger his balls, lifting them up, letting them down, gently massaging
them.  I kept looking up at Pat, kind of checking to see if it was okay,
and he just kept looking at his Playboy.

And then without warning, Pat moved his body down a little bit so that my
face was right in his crotch. I laughed a little like a "holy shit"
laugh. I looked over to Colin who motioned me to put it in my mouth. All in
mime -- his finger goes in his mouth as if it's Pat's cock; I wrinkle my
nose -- out of fear -- and not sure if I'd get killed if I did it...and
then I was saved.

Colin moved up beside me, grabbed Pat's cock and put it in his mouth, just
sucking the head and stroking the whole cock.  Then he grabbed my head, and
brought me in, then placed Pat's cock in my mouth.  I didn't do anything
except keep it there.  I do remember breathing in really deeply trying to
take in as much of his male scent as I could.

Colin, moved back to his Playboy -- as if this was something he did all the
time, and Pat rested his Playboy on my head while I sucked, licked and
stroked him.  He smelled so good, and it was great to have my best friend's
brother's cock in my mouth.  It was all so relaxed and easy and casual, and
a cool thing to do on a summer afternoon.

And then, for the first time, Pat looked at me and said, "Do you want to
see what a guy's cream tastes like"?  I looked at Colin who just shrugged
his shoulders.  I decided to give it a try `cause I really had no idea how
it would taste.  But I remember hearing the word "cream", and thinking it
might taste like a creamsicle.  So, I put my lips back on his cock, and
simultaneously, watched him stroke his cock with his hand banging up to my
lips, and looking at his face while he was looking like a crazy
pre-historic hunter. Then he just whispered, "Here it comes".

I felt these jets of juice on my tongue, but couldn't really taste much of
anything, it was just a little sticky and salty. When he was done, nothing
much different happened.  I just decided to stay sucking and stroking his
cock, while he continued to read his Playboy.

After an hour or so, he put his book down and said, "Sorry man, I have to
get ready for work.  Was that okay little buddy? Do you like having your
face in a big hairy dick"? I giggled a little, but just nodded.

"Thanks man he said, finally smiling. Well I'm around here almost every
afternoon during the summer.  You and `Col' can come by and play with my
popsicle anytime you want".  Then he got up, got dressed and went to work
at his part time job.

Colin just looked at me and said, "cool eh"?  And then we went on with the
day like nothing happened.  Colin and I never fooled around, but I sure
enjoyed either watching or participating in his brother's jerk off
sessions.

G.Freemen freemeng2003@yahoo.ca