Date: Mon, 24 Sep 2001 22:35:21 -0400 From: angelo caduto Subject: In The Trees A week later, I had mostly put the incident out of my mind. Not the fear, but I felt the excitement from the event was wrong and worked on removing it from my thoughts Jimmy and I were riding our bikes along, when we came to the dirt-road intersection. "Lets see where this goes," Jimmy suggested. I refused. He called me a baby and after taunting me I told him about the bigger kids, leaving out what actually happened. Being so close to where I had been caught...that was enough for Jimmy. I could tell he was now afraid of also being caught. While I (or few 12-year-olds) are very masculine, Jimmy was as far from macho as one can get. He was often mistake for a girl. Next to him I looked like the lion tamer at the circus. So we headed in the opposite direction to what was our 'fort.' Calling it a 'fort' or even 'treehouse' was not quite true, it was a several boards nailed to the branches of a tree. We were there lazing on our backs, looking at the sky, when Jimmy finally asked: "what happened?" I knew what he meant, he was wondering what the kids had done. I told him about the river and my bike. "O," Jimmy said in response to my story. His tone implied that that wasn't much. So I told him, "They made me put their dicks in my mouth." "You mean..." Jimmy asked, but had no real question to ask me and left the comment dangle, but after a while added "Why?" "I don't know, I guess they thought it would feel good," I told him, I really didn't understand or know how to explain they mostly thought they were humiliating me. I was too young then, but would soon know that 'cocksucker' was not an admirable thing to be called, even though I would also learn that many men would pay dearly for their cock to be sucked. "What was it like," Jimmy asked and he adjusted the crotch of his shorts. I didn't answer. I could tell me wanted to to do what I had done to the other kids...to him. After a couple minutes Jimmy started to say something, "Umm.." Before he could figure out what he was going to ask me I interrupted with, "If you want to know you can suck my dick." I knew he was trying to get me to show him what I had done, but I wanted to end the conversation. I covered my eyes with my arm when I felt a tear sliding down my temple. After a few minute of silence Jimmy asked: "You don't care?" I didn't really realize what he was asking and shook my head. My whole body tensed when I felt his hand touch the elastic of my shorts. His attempts to put down my shorts were clumsy at first. When he couldn't get the elastic to move he started to tug a little more firmly. I was embarrassed and excited at the same time. I going through the same emotions of fear that I had by the river. I kept my eyes closed with my arm covering my head. When Jimmy sat up, so he could pull on my shorts with both hands I lifted my hips to help him. As soon as he had pulled my shorts past my balls he stopped. I don't know what he was doing, then I felt him touch my dick. I thought it as his hand, but realized it was his face, he was smelling my cock. He backed away and ran his finger along the side of my penis. When he reached the tip his finger touched the slit and wiggled the opening apart. As he played with me, I was getting erect. Jimmy must have experienced the same reaction with his dick before, because he didn't seem to be surprised by my medusa reaction. I felt him take me in his mouth and then with his lips around me, lifted his head so my dick would slide out. I yearned for him to do it again, it felt so good. It was clear why group of boys had demanded me to do it to them. I lifted my hips, thinking Jimmy would put me in his mouth, but he didn't. He took his thumb and played with the saliva left from his mouth. He played with me for a little longer, but stopped with the salvia had dried. Now that he had stopped, I could feel myself breathing, almost panting. I wanted him to do it again. To take me in his mouth or at least play with me some more. When my breathing had slowed, I realized Jimmy had started to climb down the tree. "Where you going," I asked. "I'm hungry," I am going to see if my mom has fixed lunch. Usually he would have waited for me, but he scampered down and was riding away while I was pulling my shorts up. I was just about to yell 'wait,' but our 'session' had left me a bit dazed. Though I had pulled up my shorts, I was still erect. I started rubbing myself, thinking about both what Jimmy had done and what I had done to the group of boys the week before. As I rubbed it felt better and better until I felt myself oozing into my underwear.