Date: Mon, 28 Aug 2006 16:14:27 -0700 (PDT) From: Dan R Subject: Me & Justin (Chapter 1) This is a true story about me and a friend of mine named Justin in the mid and late 80's. I changed the names just in case. It was the summer before the 8th grade. Everything was easy back then. I caddied to make some money, mowed a few lawns all in hopes if getting a car in a few years. I got bumped up a grade in elementary school, so I was a year younger than everybody else. I didn't care though. I had good friends and I had a reputation as a tough guy for some reason. I had a typical school-yard fight in the 4th grade with some jerk named Chris. He was a year older and probably 6 inches taller than me. When we got to the baseball field to fight, he tripped over something and I wailed on him. That was the one and only time in my life that I ever got in a fight. But the rep carried on for years that I was somewhat of a tough guy. I was a normal kid back then. I was 13 and was pretty well developed for being a year behind my classmates. I had long blond hair, which was styled after the Flock of Seagulls (style at the time), I hated wearing shirts when I wasn't at school. I played almost every sport and I had a lot of fun. There was always something to do. My sexual experience up to that time was the following: When I was 11, me and my buddy Aaron down the road developed a game called "Hot Dog Machine". We would take turns at ordering Hot Dogs (our dicks) and then go through the process of sucking each other off. He always smelled really good for some reason. He had like a 3" dick which curved a little down. We had a lot of fun. We progressed into something we called rubbing. When his or my parents were gone, we would come over and get naked and just rub our cocks together. We would pretend that we were sleeping and we woke up to find each other on top of us and we would grind our cocks together forever. We didn't have any clue about cumming or anything like that, but I remember it felt awesome. We could go on forever. We did it everywhere. At the beach, we would go out in deep water and keep ourselves afloat and pull our trunks down and grind in the water. One time in Aaron's garage, we were grinding each other on a bag of mulch and his dad walked in the garage door. Somehow we covered it up, we thought. We probably didn't, but we convinced ourselves he didn't see anything! Then when I was 12, me and my best friend Dan decided to joined the Jr. High wrestling team. He was 13 and had already started to get hair. He would always show off his pubes to me, but never his dick. I think he did it to show off. He was a great guy though. I didn't mind. I never was really concerned about stuff like that. Anyways, I was at a sleepover at his house and he suggested we go down to their basement to practice wrestling moves. His folks were already asleep upstairs and they had a big basement with shag carpeting and stuff. So we started off with normal wrestling stuff, and then he got me into a wrestling move in which I felt his dick against my arm and it was really big and hard. I was pretty surprised because I didn't think he was into this stuff. But we kept on going and after a while we were both grabbing each other's dicks under our sweatpants. It was uncoordinated fun, that is for sure. We did this probably for like 6 sleepovers then he came up with the idea that whoever could make the other person come first, they would win. I had no idea what cumming was, so I asked him. I never even had a dry cum up to that point. He told me all about cumming and jerking off and all of that. It opened up a whole new world to me. We then proceeded to have one of our "wrestling" sessions. His dick was really big to me at the time, probably like 6", I was probably only around 4". He must have done this before with Jason, who lived up the road because he got me in a position and sucked me off in a way where I couldn't move out from under him. But I didn't want to move. It was something that I never experienced before in my life. After a while, I felt really weird and I asked him to stop. But he didn't. I was like a sunfish out of water. I was bouncing all over the place. God, it felt so good. So I guess he won! I will never forget that night. But I guess, does anybody ever forget their first cum? To be continued...