Summer pt4.

A story by Joe.

In a perfect world we would not have to worry about diseases, as this is a story and a complete work of fiction no one uses protection. We don't live in a perfect world, please practice safe sex.

Standard disclaimers apply. No one was harmed in the making of this story and it is just that, a story. It contains sexual scenes between men and young males so this offends you or you live in an area where laws prohibit you from reading adult literature then you should move on.

The following weekend after my afternoon with Jim and Beth, my cousin Brad and my aunt and uncle came for dinner. They lived in Spokane about an hours drive away after having moved there from a Midwest City. We had spent the afternoon playing with Randy and his brother out in the fort. After dinner the adults went outside to relax on the deck and I took Brad downstairs to hang out. We talked about our day and played 8-ball on the pool table. Brad was a cute little 12 year old. His 4 foot 8" body was topped off by sun bleached long blond hair. His mom complained that his hair was too long but all of us boys back then had long hair. He had taken his shirt off earlier in the day to cool off after a hard game of football and I noticed he didn't have an ounce of fat on his little frame. His slender shoulders ran almost strait down to his narrow waist. The only real curves he had, was his plump little butt jutting out from his tight soccer shorts.

I sat on the edge of a chair and admired his little body while he bent over the pool table to aim for his next shot. Images of Jim flashed through my mind at the same time and I noticed too late that I began to get a hard on. Brad's shot went wide of the hole and it was my turn. I hoped to try and hide my obvious state of arousal but Brad noticed right away glancing down at my crotch. As I took aim he asked.

"Why do you have a boner in your shorts?"

My first thought was to make up a lie, but then something in the back of my mind told me to pursue. Little did I know at the time that this was my first inklings of my gaydar.

"Ummm. I just got thinking about something."

"Oh, I see."
"Do your thing ever get hard Brad?"

"Yeah, but mostly in the morning when I first wake up or in the bath tub."

"Cool." I offered.

"What were you thinking about?"

"Some sexy things."

"Oh yeah, like what?" Brad asked moving around the table towards me. He was obviously interested in what I had to say.

"Ummmm, have you ever seen any pictures of people naked?"

"No I haven't." He reluctantly admitted

"Do you promise not to tell anyone my secret?"


"You have to really swear not to tell."

"Yes I double swear."

"Ok." I said. First I double checked upstairs for unwelcome parents and then I went over to the closet and pushed aside a box. I pulled the cover off the cold air return to the furnace. I retrieved the paper bag that contained my small but erotic magazine stash. Brad watched me silently but intently as I peered inside the bag. I pulled the "Playpen" magazine out first and offered it to him.

Brad studied it intently for awhile while I played pool by myself.

"Got anymore?" he asked. The effects of the naked women were quite obvious in his shorts.

"Well, not like that one. I don't know if you will want to see the other one." I told him. I knew he would be horny enough; he would want to see anything.

"Come on. Let me see it."

"I don't know, you have to really swear not to tell anyone, and I mean anyone."

"Yeah, yeah, I really swear it. Just let me see it." He demanded trying to grab it out of my hands.

"Ok." I agreed and handed him the "Biboys" magazine. He took it from me and I watched his eyes widen as he realized what it was.

"This is about guys."

It was more of a statement than a question.

"Ahuh." I said.

"I heard some of the older kids at school talking about stuff like this, but I never thought it was true."

"Well it is."

Brad fell silent now as he flipped the pages open in the magazine. He studied the first couple pages that showed pictures of the boys in the magazine. It wasn't until page 5 that showed the first man with his large erection hanging proudly between his legs.

"Wow!!!" Brad gasped.

"That man is huge." He added

"You ain't seen nothing yet."

He sat down with the book trying to adjust his little hardon to make it more comfortable and continued to stare at the publication page by page. I heard him gulp hard several time and a couple times he said `that looked gross'. I had time to play a couple round of solitary 8-ball before he finally put down the magazine.

"Do you like that?" He questioned, looking up at me.

"Ummm, well. You remember you promised not to tell right."

"Yeah I do."

"Well yeah I do like it."

"Have you tried anything in there?"

"Some stuff."

"Have you ever touched another guy's boner?"

"Ahuh." I agreed.

"Wow, what's it like?"

"Soft, but hard. It's hard to explain."

"Oh. Have you ever let some guy stick his boner in your mouth?"



"No, it's not. It's actually fun."

"Oh. Oh yeah, what is this stuff?" He asked picking up the magazine again and opening it to some pictures. The picture showed a large still hard cock hanging over a boy's small face. He was lying on his back and camera showed his face covered in the man's thick white semen. Several gobs of it hung of his cheeks and nose but most of his load had been deposited in the boy's small open mouth.

"That stuff is called semen or cum and its what happens when men get excited, it shoots out of their penises. Pretty soon you will be able to shoot that white stuff too."

"Wow! Really? Can you do that too?"

"Yeah, but not nearly that much."

"Can I see you do it?" He asked. I was quite horny and the thought of jerking off for Brad was appealing.

"Ok, but our secret right?"

"Yeah ok."

"Just a sec, I have to check on the adults again." I went upstairs hiding my hardon as I went and snuck a peak outside. Our parents had just fixed themselves another cocktail so I didn't think we would be disturbed for a while. When I got downstairs, Brad was looking at the magazine again and rubbing himself through his shorts. He smiled as I approached.

"Go ahead." He commanded.

"I reached down and pulled my zipper." He nodded at me and then his eyes returned to my crotch. I popped my button slowly and my cock stretched at my tightey whiteys to get out. I slowly tugged the sides of my shorts down over my hips but I didn't let them fall to the floor. I was still worried about the adults upstairs coming inside suddenly. My hard cock pressed outward on the thin material of my underwear and precum had left a large wet spot at the tip.

Brad gulped hard and he rubbed his own cock through his shorts.

"You can take yours out too." I offered, but he just sat on the edge of the chair and watched me.

I slowly pulled the waist band of my underwear over the tip of my cock. A large streamer of precum formed from the inside to the tip.

"What's that?"

"It's called precum. You will get that too soon enough."


"Yes, it is good." I said dipping my finger into the strand and tasting it.

"Ewww." Brad commented.

"Don't knock it till you tried it." I responded and then pulled my underwear down exposing my entire cock and balls.

"Wow, your pretty big."

"Thanks, but I'm not that big. I hope to grow some more."

"You are much bigger than me."

"Yeah but you will get bigger too as you get older."

`Ok, now can you show me how you cum?'

"Ahuh, but you have to help me."

"No way!"

"Ahuh, that's the deal or I put it away." I had no intention of putting it away until I came but I was taking a gamble on having Brad help me out. It worked as it turned out.

"Well, I guess, what do I have to do? I'm not letting you stick it in my mouth, no way!"

"No, just hold it and run your hand up and down it for a while. Fell how soft and hard it is."

"Well ok." He agreed and reached his little hand up. I took his hand gently and placed it over my shaft. He grabbed it hard and squeezed it roughly.

"No, no. Gently." I instructed. His grip relaxed too much.

"A little harder." He did as he was told.

"Your right, it is soft but it's hard too."

"Yeah, good now move your hand back and forth on it." Brad did so but much too fast and his hand slipped off the end. He looked up at me questioningly.

"That was good pressure but too fast. It's not a race, just do it slowly till you get use to it."

Bradley grabbed my cock shaft again, stroking me much slower this time. I instructed him to add pressure again and soon enough he was jerking me off like a pro. I relaxed and let him do his duty to my cock.

"When is the white stuff going to shoot out?"

"Ohhhh, very soon, very soon." I sighed.

He stroked some more and I realized how close I was to cumming.

"Let's take your t-shirt off so I wont get any on it when I shoot."

"Ok." He agreed and I helped him pull it over his head.

"Go ahead. I'm very close."

Sitting in front of me he starting stroking me again and within a few short minutes I could feel my load building again in my balls.

"Ok, Ok. Here I cum. Ohhhhhhhh, awwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!" I cried out in a hushed manner. My load blasted out of my cock and hit Brad first on the chin and then landing all over his narrow chest. As I struggled to regain my composure he let go of my cock and touched the large glob of cum that hung off his chin.

"That was way cool. This stuff is so warm." He said.

I gasped my way back to reality and pulled up my clothes. Brad looked at me while my cooling cum stuck to his face and chest. I sat next to him and helped him clean up.

He promised me that it would be our secret forever.

We had a few more sessions that summer before he went off to visit his aunt and uncle on his dad's side, back in the city they moved from last year. Things gradually progressed for us to the point were he would let me cum in his mouth, although he would never suck my cock. I could jerk off or he would stroke me until I came but I could never stick it in his mouth. The first time I shot my load in his mouth he gagged and spit most of it out but admitted after that it didn't taste too bad. After that I could dump my load in his mouth anytime as long as my cock didn't touch his lips. I of course offered to suck him and he allowed me after much coaxing. He had dry orgasms and that seemed to satisfy him. The Sunday before he left for Minneapolis he let me see his fleshy round bum and I came all over it was he wiggled it in front of me. I explained how erotic it was to watch him as he wiggled and squirmed, lying naked bent over the arm of the easy chair. That seemed to make Brad excited too. He was a different boy when he came back from vacation in Minneapolis.

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