Date: Sat, 14 Nov 2015 15:23:09 -0500
From: Ethan B. <littlefriend500@gmail.com>
Subject: Ryan's New Friend, Chapter 1

"Ryan's New Friend, Chapter 1"

e-mail: littlefriend500@gmail.com


This story is about me and Ryan.

Ryan is 15, and he's in 10th grade. He plays on our school's football team,
and almost all of his friends are jocks.

My name is Ethan. I'm 14 and in 9th grade. I'm sorta like the kid in the
"Diary of a Wimpy Kid" movies: small and wimpy and not one of the cool
kids. I think I'd be the Wimpy Kid's friend if he went to my school. I like
those movies.

Ryan goes to the same school bus stop as me. Ryan's friend Mike used to go
to our bus stop, but he moved away. When he lived here, Mike and Ryan would
do stuff to annoy me like taking my hat and messing up my hair. After Mike
moved away, Ryan stopped teasing me, and he pretty much ignored me.

But one Friday after school when we got off the bus, Ryan started talking
to me.

"Hey, Ethan, wait a sec."

Ryan never talked to me, so I was surprised.

"Can you come over to my house? Just for a few minutes. I want to talk to
you about something."

"What do you want to talk to me about?"

"I can't tell you here."

So I went with Ryan to his house. Just Ryan and his mom live there, and his
mom wasn't home from work yet. I was never in his house before. We went to
his bedroom. He started telling me about some kid he met in a chat room.

"I was chatting with some guy in a chat room and now we're friends. His
name is Jake, and he plays football like me. We were chatting about
football, and then he started telling me about some kid named Brandon that
he knows who reminded me of you."

"What do you mean?"

"You know. Like you and the kids you hang out with in school."

Ryan didn't say it, but he meant losers.

"Anyway, Brandon is sorta Jake's friend, but not really. Jake calls Brandon
his little friend."

"Little friend?"

"Yeah. The only time they hang out is when Jake tells Brandon to come over
to his house. And then when Brandon comes over, Jake sorta bosses him
around and tells him to do stuff."

"Like what?"

"Like anything. Brandon has to do whatever Jake says."

"Anything?"

"Yeah, anything. And I was wondering if you wanted to come over to my house
sometimes to do stuff like that."

The way Ryan said it made me think that "anything" might include some sex
stuff. What was Ryan going to tell me to do? I didn't know for sure, but
thinking about it made me horny.

"Ok, I can come over sometimes."

"Cool. You can be my little friend just like Brandon is Jake's little
friend."

"Ok."

"There's something else I need to tell you."

"What?"

"Some of the stuff Jake tells Brandon to do is sex stuff. Is that ok?"

"Yeah, I guess so. What kind of sex stuff?"

"You'll find out tomorrow. My mom will be home pretty soon, but she leaves
for work tomorrow morning around 9:30. I want you to come over at 10:00
tomorrow. Ok?"

"Ok."

"And don't tell anyone about this. You're my little friend, but no one can
know about it."

"I won't tell anyone."

"There's something I want you do before you leave today. Jake makes Brandon
do this."

"What?"

"To prove to me that you're my little friend, you have to kiss me here."

Ryan pointed between his legs at his dick.

I kneeled down in front of Ryan and kissed the front of his jeans right
where his dick is.

"That's the first thing I'm going to make you do every time you come
over. You better go now before my mom comes home."

"Ok."

And then I left. I had a boner while I was walking home.

That's how I started to be Ryan's little friend. I'll tell you what
happened the next day at Ryan's house in the next chapter.

You can send me an e-mail if you like my story so far:
littlefriend500@gmail.com