Date: Mon, 25 Jul 2005 16:58:32 +0000
From: boystory@comcast.net
Subject: Anthony

This story was originally placed into the nifty archives back in 1998.  I,
due to many different reasons, was unable to continue writing until now.  I
am reposting the first 3 parts of the story now, and will have additional
chapters in the days and weeks to come.

I should state that this story includes topics of a sexual nature between
an adult male and a younger male.  If this is not to your liking, or if it
is illegal where you live, please do not read any further.

If you wish to comment on the story, you may contact me at
boystory@comcast.  net.

Enjoy...

Lenny

			       A N T H O N Y
				Chapter One

This is the story of the day I finally took control of my life, and the
special young man who helped.

My name is Lenny, and quite honestly, I'm your typical 30 somethingish guy.
A little too short, and a little too much weight, but actually a nice guy;
No, Really!  I've been living my life, basically keeping to myself, not
bugging anyone, and simply, not enjoying myself very much.  True, I made a
nice living, had just about everything I needed, except one thing.  .  .
Love.

In order to fill that place in my heart, I used to volunteer my time to
various groups.  Usually for kids, cause I like being around them.  They
are honest, funloving, and super cute.  One of these groups is a mentoring
organization which puts guys like me together with younger guys that need
some male influence in their life (how's that for not saying who, but
making it clear.  .  .  ).  I've been doing this for several years now, and
usually have between 2 and 4 boys that I see on a regular basis.

At that time, I was seeing 2 different boys, and thinking of taking on a
third.  .  .  I had a meeting with the placement manager at the mentoring
group, and he asked me if I would take on a "Special" kid.  Usually these
were kids who were either retarded, or had severe emotional problems, and
most of the guys wouldn't burden themselves with them.  I asked what this
boy's "Special" circumstances were and he looked at me with a very worried
expression and said, why don't you meet him first.  Oh boy, I thought I was
done for!

We walked into the interview room, and I asked for the boy's file, and was
told; "Sorry, this one's marked 'Confidential', I can't let you look.  Now
I KNEW I was in deep doo doo.  He asked me to sit down, and he pushed the
button that told his secretary to bring in the boy.

About 2 minutes later, in walked the most beautiful boy I'd ever laid eyes
on.  He was about 13 or 14, 5' 4" tall, and maybe weighed about 110 pounds.
He had light brown hair, and hazel eyes, and a face that was a cute as a
cross between Ricky Schroder and JTT!  (Yep, I'm from two different time
periods, but, you get the picture.  )

He looked at me and smiled, (I almost fainted), pushed his hand out at me,
and said,"HI, I'm Anthony", "Are you going to be MY friend?".

I looked at the director with a "Are you sure this is the 'Special' Case?"
look, and he just smiled and nodded.

I took Anthony's hand and said, "I don't know, but maybe, if you want me
to".  He just grabbed my hand tight and smiled.  I told him a little about
me, and asked him some questions, which he answered.  One question I asked
was what sports do you like to play, and his answer kind of shocked me, he
said, "I guess I like to swim mostly, all the other guys look so hot!"

After the interview, I told Anthony good bye and went back to see the
Director.  He looked at me and said, "Well.  .  .  "

I said, "Well, what?  This kid seems pretty 'Normal', I thought you said he
was a 'Special'"

"He is, you see, Anthony is Gay.  "

"Gay?  I thought this group doesn't accept Gay Men or kids, and besides,
he's only about 13, how could he know he's gay?"

"Face it, he knows, and so do we.  We're trying this out to see if we are
going to expand to allow boys like him into our programs, and the review's
we've gotten about you tell us that your boys, every one of them, has taken
to you and you've become very close, you're a good role model"

"What do I know about being Gay?  How can I help this kid?"

"It's not about being gay, it's about being a friend.  You know exactly
what to do, treat him just like any other kid, and let's see what happens.
Let's give this a 90 day trial, and go from there.  "

Well, I thought about it, and at the time, I didn't know why, but I
accepted and agreed to be Anthony's friend.  A few minutes later, Anthony
and his mother came in, and we were properly introduced.  I explained that
I like to meet the Mother privately before my first meeting with the boy,
mostly to put their minds at ease, and so they can get to know me too.
After all, their son is going to be talking a lot about me, hopefully good,
and I like them to get a feeling for who I am.  She readlily agreed, and we
made plans to meet the following afternoon, while Anthony was at a friends
house.

I left the office wondering what I was getting myself into, if I knew then
what I know now, I probably would have run for the hills, and not been
anywhere near as happy as I am now.



 					A N T H O N Y Chapter Two

Sunday afternoon came, and I met with Susan, Anthony's mom.  She and I hit
it off and I think she genuinely liked me.  When I asked her about Anthony
being Gay, she looked down, and said that she still has problem accepting
it, but she's pretty sure it's true.  He had a friend in their old town who
used to spend a lot of time over, which she and her husband didn't think
was all that strange, until one weekend, about 6 months ago, when they were
sleeping out back in a tent.

She went out about Midnight to see if they needed anything and heard what
could only be the sounds of Sex.  She got furious, thinking that they had
snuck girls into the backyard behind her back, and besides, he's only 12,
it had to be Jimmy's idea, she'll kill that kid!

When she opened the flap on the tent, she got the shock of her life!!  She
saw Anthony, with Jimmy's legs on his shoulder, and his penis fully
imbedded into Jimmy's ass.  Neither boy noticed her come in, afterall they
were both kinda busy, and after a few minutes, Jimmy yelled that he was
cumming, and did so, all over his belly.  Then Anthony said he was and
jammed himself into Jimmy hard.  A few seconds later, he collapsed onto
Jimmy, and Jimmy noticed Susan standing there.

Jimmy said, "OH FUCK! Tony, it's your Mom!"

Anthony got up, looked at his mother, and said, "Hi Mom, you know Jimmy?
My Boyfriend?"

Susan was beside herself.  She took both boys (forgetting to let them put
on some clothes) and woke up her husband.  Michael, was a bit less than
pleased.  Matter of fact, if Jimmy hadn't pushed him, Anthony would have
received a full on punch in the face from his dear old dad.  Who, after
hearing this got dressed, and left.  He came back the next day, packed up
his stuff, and hasn't been heard from since.

Susan knew what this could do, and got both boys some counseling, but
Jimmy's parents were more than a little bitter, and eventually made life so
bad for them, that Susan decided to move away.  We agreed that I would see
Tony twice a week initially, and then we would go from there.  The first
meeting was set for the following Wednesday evening, and I was going to
take him to a movie, and get some Pizza.  (I knew that all kids love
Pizza!)

				   * * *

Wednesday evening came, and I picked Tony up at around 5:30.  After asking
him if his homework was done, I asked him what he wanted to do.  He said,
"I dunno.  "

We then had the following conversation:

"Well Tony, I thought we'd catch a movie then get some Pizza, what movie
would you like to see?"

"I guess we could go see, 'The War', I think Elijah Woods is SO CUTE!"

"Well, you're the boss", and drove to the theater.

During the movie, Tony sat next to me and leaned his head on my side.  I
put my arm over his shoulders, and sat back to watch the movie.  About 3/4
of the way through the movie (which wasn't all that bad), Tony grabbed my
hand and just held it.  This isn't normal for a first meeting, but I
decided to let it slide, after all, he is a 'speical' case.  But, what came
next, just stunned me.  .  .

A few minutes after he grabbed my hand, Tony moved both our hands to his
lap, and pressed my hand under his.  The kid was hard as a rock, and worse
yet, he'd opened his fly and pulled his dick out!

I quickly removed my hand, and gave him a look of disgust.  After the
movie, we left the theater, and got back into the car.  I turned to Anthony
and asked him:

"Why? What were you thinking?"

He began to cry.  .  .

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to.  .  .  I don't know.  .  .  Well.  .  .  I
got horny looking at Elijah, and was hoping you'd help me out.  It's much
better when someone else does it"

We went a few miles to the beach, and I said to him that we really need to
talk.

"Ok, Tony.  First, I need you to understand, that I'm not Gay.  And even if
I was, you're only 13, it is illegal for me and you to do anything.
Besides, sex is something that should not be forced.  It's something that
should be shared between two people who love each other, whether that be a
man and a woman, or two people of the same sex.  "

"I'm sorry, but who would know if we did anything?"

"Geez Tony, we're not going to do anything sexual.  I am here to be your
friend, but not your lover.  I'm afraid you'll have to do that for
yourself.  "

After a few minutes, I asked him if he wanted me to take him home, and he
said yes.

				   * * *

It's been a month now, and Tony and I have seen each other on the average
of 3 days a week.  It's Saturday Morning, and I wake up to the phone
ringing.

"Hello.  .  "

"Hello, Lenny?  It's Susan.  "

"Hi Susan, what time is it?"

"Sorry to call so early, it's about 6:30am, but I have a bit of an
emergency"

"What's wrong, something with Tony?" -- I was immediately awake.

"No, My Father is in the hospital, he's had a heart attack, and I have to
go to him.  I don't want to take Tony, because, well, they don't expect my
dad to survive, and I don't want him there.  "

"Susan, I understand, what can I do for you?"

"Can Tony stay with you for a short while?"

"Well, it's not usually done, but I can see the emergency here, OK.  "

"Lenny, you're a life saver, I'll be there in a half hour with Tony and his
stuff"

I hung up the phone and started thinking about what I was getting into.

 							* * *

					A N T H O N Y Chapter Three

I got out of bed, and decided to get things ready for Anthony's arrival.  I
cleaned up the apartment, and started thinking of what I got myself into.

Here I was, a single guy, going to be taking care of a 13 year old boy, but
not just any boy, a Gay boy, who has the hots for me.  I was really feeling
like it was a bad idea, when the doorbell rang.

I opened the door to a very happy Tony, and his mom, (who wasn't looking as
happy).  I asked them in, and we sat in the living room.

Susan looked at me and said, "Lenny, I'm so grateful for you doing this, I
hope it's not too much of an imposition"

"Susan, it's not a problem, I think I'll enjoy having Tony around, he's
really a good kid.  "

With this she smiled, and gave me all the information I would need to watch
after him for about a week.  She also asked if I needed any money, and I
told her, "No, I think I can manage the extra expense, besides, I know
you'll need it for your trip.  I sincerely hope your dad will be ok.  "

She just smiled and said goodbye to Tony, and left for the airport.

						* * *

It's been 3 days now, since Tony has been staying with me.  And, much to my
surprise, it's going rather well.  I heard from Susan, and her father is
doing better, but will still be in the hospital for a while.  I told her to
stay with her mother, where she's needed, Tony and I were doing fine.

She thanked me, and hung up the phone.

It was getting late, so I told Tony that it was time for bed.  (He was
sleeping on the couch, and I still had my bedroom).  I retired to my room
and closed the door, stripped down, and got into bed.

Sometime during the night, a storm must have blown in, because I woke up
and found Tony sleeping in the bed next to me.  When I woke him to ask why
he'd come to my bed, he said that there was a storm and he got frightened.
He snuggled up against me, and I felt something hard against my thigh.
Tony was sleeping in my bed, NAKED!

Well, I sorta freaked.  Here I was, in my birthday suit, in bed, with a 13
year old who was also naked.  If anyone saw that I'd be in REAL deep shit.
I asked him why he was naked, and he said that he noticed that I was and
decided he would sleep that way too.  He then smiled and said, "By the way,
you do have a pretty nice body, and your dick is HUGE.  " (Well, it's not,
but I guess to a 13 year old, it is).  He got out of bed, and for the first
time, I actually looked at his body.

He was a perfect specimen of a young teen.  Nicely defined body, with pecs
and abs just starting to develop.  His waist was narrow, and he had a small
tuft of light brown pubic hair at the base of his 4" erect cock.

ERECT COCK?

This kid was turned on sleeping with me!  Unfortunately, my dick then
showed that it had a mind of it's own, and began to inflate, something
which Tony noticed instantaneously!

He looked at my inflating member, and started to giggle.  He said, "When
was the last time you had a girlfriend?"

Thinking about it, I guess it had been a long while, but I didn't know what
to tell him.  So, I told him the truth.  "Probably a couple years.  Why?"

He asked me if I knew that in the USA, nearly 12% of all males are Gay?  He
further stated, that an additional 14% are Bi-sexual.  That means that one
in 4 people are either Gay or Bi.

I told him that it was interesting, but where is he going with this?

He said "Well, I don't know how to tell you this, but, I think you may be
that one in four.  "

"Tony, what are you talking about?  The thought of me being Gay?  It's not
possible!"

"Lenny.  I've been naked and erect in front of a lot of men, it seems that
every time I get naked, I get hard, so, at the YMCA, Mom's health club,
school, I'm always hard.  The only men who ever reacted like you did just
by looking at me, were Gay men.  "

Well.  This kid just dropped a bombshell on me.  What if I was.  I looked
back on the last few women I'd dated, and realized that I only had sex with
one, and that was the worst night of my life.  I couldn't perform.  I
couldn't get it up.

I told Tony that we needed to get some sleep, and we'd talk more in the
morning.

He climbed back into bed, snuggled against me, and went to sleep.

I tossed and turned for what seemed hours, but finally dropped off to
sleep.

						* * *

Morning came to a WONDERFUL feeling.  I had my usual morning hardon, but it
felt much better than normal.  Then I realized, that someone was jacking me
off, and doing a very good job of it!

I looked down and saw Tony, with a big smile on his face, jacking my tool,
while doing the same to himself.  I tried to stop him, but I was too close,
and I guess my little head took over.  I began to cum at the same time as
Tony, much to his delight.  What he did next really got to me.

He began to scoop up the cum off my belly, and eat it!  He smiled, and told
me that it was good, and offered me some.  I declined.

I don't know why, but I wasn't mad.  I guess I was more confused than
anything.  I didn't say anything to him, but I got up, and went in to take
a shower.

When I was finished, and he was as well, we sat down to breakfast.  "Tony,
what happened in there.  .  .  "

He cut me off, "Lenny.  You didn't do anything.  It was all me, but you
looked like you enjoyed it.  I have a friend who I think you want to talk
to.  "

With that, he picked up the phone, and called someone.  After about 5
minutes, he said that a friend named Nathan was going to come over.

I immediately thought it was another kid, but 20 minutes later when the
doorbell rang, there stood a guy of about 25.  He smiled, and shook my
hand.  I invited him in.

We sat down, and he told me that Tony had explained things to him, and he
was glad to finally meet me.

I looked puzzled, so he further explained that he worked for a Gay/Lesbian
Center nearby, and he was a counselor, Tony has been seeing him for about a
year.  He and Tony had discussed me at length, and he knows that I think
the world of Tony and wouldn't do anything to hurt him.

Nathan further explained, that I needed to take a good hard look at my
life, and be open.  Not to take any preconcieved ideas, and really take an
honest look at myself.  He recommended a few books, and left me with one.
The book was all about men who lived in denial of their true sexuality, and
how they came to grips with it.

He offered to talk anytime I needed to, gave me his business card, shook my
hand and left.

Well.  I was more than a bit confused.  Tony came over to me, hugged me,
and said that he would entertain himself by watching TV, so I could think.
And Read!  That day went by slowly, but the more I read in the book, the
more it shed light onto my life.  When I finished the book that afternoon,
I was actually thinking that I may have been hiding something even from
myself.

I called Tony, and we talked for a long time.  He told me that the best way
to find out if I was truly gay, was to agree to have sex with another male.
He then smiled.

"Tony, look, I'm scared shitless right now, but even if I agreed, I
wouldn't have sex with a 13 year old boy!  That is SO illegal!"  He told me
he understood, and had already talked to Nathan about it.  Nathan agreed
that if I wanted to try it, he would be my partner.

Well, I didn't know what to do.

Finally, I called Nathan, and we talked for a long time.  He told me that
if I wanted to have sex, he would be willing, and I could call the shots.
I say stop, and we stop.  Something inside me told me to continue and
agree, so I did.  Nathan told me he'd be over that evening.

					A N T H O N Y Chapter Four

Nathan arrived around 8pm that evening, and he honestly looked fantastic.
He came in, and we sat down.  Tony was there, and asked if I wanted him to
leave.  He'd go to the mall, or next door to a friend if I wanted.  I told
him, that he could stay in the living room, because I didn't want him to
leave by himself, but not to come into the bedroom until after Nathan left.
He agreed.

Nathan and I went into the bedroom and closed the door.  We talked a little
while, mainly to ease my nerves, and he then came up to me and wrapped his
arms around me.  He just held me there.  It felt wonderful.

A minute later, he looked at me, brought his face in front of me, and
kissed me.  Full on the lips.  A second later, I felt his tongue trying to
push into my mouth, so I allowed it.  What happened next shocked me to the
core.  I got a feeling.  One of those feelings that everything is right in
the world.  That I was at peace.

I began taking an active role at that point, rubbing my hands over his back
while we kissed.  Nathan was doing the same to me, and it felt great.  Next
thing I know, I've got a hardon which was more intense than I ever
remembered.  It felt like my dick was going to burst!

Nathan broke the kiss, and smiled.  He asked me what I was feeling, and I
just smiled.  He reached down and began to remove my shirt.  Once he had,
he removed his own, and I got a look at his chest.  It wasn't much really,
but he wasn't flabby.  He began to rub his hands through my chest hair, and
whispered to me that he loved men with hair on their chest.  He then leaned
down and took my left nipple into his mouth and began to lick and suck on
it.  I thought I was going to cum right there.  These were feelings I've
never had before, and I really liked them!

After about 15 minutes, we were both naked, and laying on the bed.  Nathan
had a pretty nice body.  He was 5'7" tall, just like me, he weighed about
150#, and his entire body was hairless, except for his head.  He even
shaved his genitals!  That was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen.  A huge
8" hard penis, which still had the foreskin, and big low hanging balls,
with not a hair on them!

He looked at me, and said, "Well, here's where we find out for sure.  "

He moved down the bed so he was face level with my 6.  5" erection, and
started licking the precum that had begun to flow off my dickhead.  I
thought I was going to blow my wad right there!

He progressed sucking my dick, giving me my first blowjob by a man, and in
the process, giving me more pleasure than I had ever had sexually in my
life!  After a minute or two, I got the intense desire to see what it was
like, so I told him that I wanted to do it to him.

He moved around into a 69 position, and I was there face to face (so to
speak) with the first penis I ever really wanted to touch (other than my
own, of course).  He was dripping precum at a pretty good rate, so I
tentatively licked some off, and was surprised that it didn't really taste
bad!  I began running my tongue around the exposed portion of his dickhead,
and underneath the foreskin, when he shuddered.  I got scared that I'd done
something wrong, and he stopped sucking on my dick long enough to tell me
that it felt wonderful, and that the dickhead on a man who was uncut was
much more sensitive.

That said, he resumed vacuuming my dick, and I then took the head of his
into my mouth.  I began to rub my tongue all around it and after a minute
realized that I had about half of it in my mouth.  The only way I can
express the feelings I had while giving and getting my first blowjob as a
cross between Nirvana and Utopia!  At that moment, I knew that I'd been
hiding this side of my life even from myself for my entire life.  Every
woman I'd ever been with was a lie!  I am just glad I never married!

We didn't do much more than blow each other (4 more times), because I was
too scared to try anything anal.  Nathan hugged me, and kissed me after we
had gotten dressed and went to go out into the living room.  When I opened
the door, I found a sleeping Tony sitting there, with a glass on the floor
next to him.  The little shit had been listening.  And from the number of
kleenex nearby, he'd probably cum twice for every time I did!

I picked up his still nude body, and put him to bed, in my bed.  I then
walked Nathan out to the living room and we talked.  I thanked him, and he
just told me that when he met me earlier that day, he'd known that I would
be calling him.  He asked me if we could see each other again.

I told him that I would be over to see him for more counseling, to which he
shook his head.  I'll have to assign you to someone else.

I got scared and asked "WHY?"

He said that he wanted to see me more, sexually, and he didn't both have
sex with and counsel the same person.  His feelings got in the way, and he
wasn't able to do either any good.

I was shocked!  I'd just had the first Gay sex of my life, and this guy
wanted to see me more!  I thought that I gave a pretty bad blowjob, but
maybe this guy was for real.  I really did like him.  I smiled and told him
I'd call him the next day, and with that, he left, and I went back to go to
bed.

						* * *

When I returned to the bedroom, Tony had removed the blankets, and was
laying there with his usual hardon.  I admired his body for a minute,
before shedding my clothes again, and climbing back into bed, and covering
us both up.

The next morning, I woke up before Tony, (I guess he really wore himself
out the night before), and stared again at his little 4" boner.  I
tentatively reached over to touch it, and next thing I knew, I was jacking
it for all I was worth!

Tony woke up just as he began to cum, and looked over at me and smiled.  He
looked at me and said, "Happy REBirthday, Lenny.  Welcome to the world.  "




			       A N T H O N Y
 			      B O O K T W O
 				Chapter One

Now that Tony had finished cumming, I decided to sit down and ask him some
questions.  I was very curious how this boy decided that he was gay, so at
breakfast I asked him, "Tony.  You're only 13, how do you know you're gay?"

He smiled and said, it's a long story, so I'll tell it to you, it happened
before we moved here.  .  .

 					* * *

As long as I can remember, other boys excited me.  It wasn't until about a
year ago, that I realized that they were exciting me sexually.  I guess as
soon as I started puberty, and my body understood what sex was, even if I
didn't, it started responding.

At first it was real embarrassing.  I would see one of my friends without a
shirt on, and couldn't help but stare at him.  Without a doubt, my dick
would get hard, and if anyone noticed me, they would make fun of it.
"Tony's got a boner.  .  .  Tony's got a boner!"  They would giggle, and
point, and I would just run away, crying my eyes out.

One day, I was at the public swimming pool, and saw a guy who was a little
older than me, probably about 15, his name was Billy.  He had an awesome
body in my mind.  He was about 5' 6" tall, with blond hair, a really
defined chest, flat stomach, and a real cute butt.  He had hair under his
arms and on his legs, and from the outline in his swimsuit, a REAL big
dick.

I was staring at him, and I guess he noticed, because he came over to me
and asked me why I was staring at him.  I didn't know what to say.  I
couldn't tell him I though he had a great body.  I told him I wasn't
staring, and he said "Yea, Right.  "

He sat next to me and we talked for a minute.  Then he said that he was
going to change and go to the park, and asked me if I wanted to tag along.
I wasn't going to pass up this opportunity!  We went into the changing
room, and went to our lockers.  His locker was on the same row as mine,
about 10 feet apart.  Without any embarrassment at all, he took off his
swimsuit and was standing there naked.  I think my lower jaw hit the
ground, because he looked over at me and smiled, saying, you weren't
staring at me before, like you're not staring at me now, right?

I couldn't take my eyes off him.  He had a dick that was about 5" long, and
it was soft!  Mine at that time was only about 3" long HARD!  He had big
balls that hung very low, and I immediately got rock hard!

A minute later, he asked me if I was going to change.  I looked at him, and
said, that I couldn't yet.  He looked at me and asked me if I had a boner.
He was looking at me very sincerely, and I guess I just decided to trust
him, and said yes.  He told me not to worry, that he got them all the time.
I shouldn't be embarrassed.

Saying that I guess gave me the courage, so I removed my swimming trunks
and stood there with my little 3" hardon sticking up.  He told me that he
wasn't much bigger when he was my age, and that I shouldn't worry, it would
grow soon enough.  I also noticed that he was getting hard!  This kid was
actually getting excited looking at me!

We got dressed, and left the pool changing rooms.  On the way to the park,
he asked me if I wanted to go to his house instead of the park.  I asked
him where he lived, and he told me.  It wasn't too far from my house, so I
said OK.

We got there and he called out to see if anyone was home, and got no reply.
He said "Good, nobody's home, we can have some fun now!"

We went to his room, which was totally cool, he had a waterbed, and posters
from all the coolest rock groups on the wall.  He also had a TV and VCR,
and a dynamite stereo system.  We sat down and talked for a while, then he
asked me if I got excited looking at boys.

I didn't know how to answer him, but he said "It's OK, I get excited by
boys too.  You see, I'm gay.  "

I looked at him not knowing what to say.  He was the first person I've ever
met who was gay, and he didn't seem to have any problem with it! I wasn't
sure if he was telling me the truth or not, because he didn't look like a
gay.

I told him that I didn't believe it because, "You don't lisp, or have a
limp wrist, or look or act like a girl.  That's what gays do, right?"

He just laughed.  He said that most gay people didn't act that way, and for
the most part unless someone told you, you wouldn't be able to tell a gay
man from a straight man!  He asked me again, if I was turned on by other
boys.  I said I think so.

He asked me if I had ever done anything with another boy, and I said
"ABSOLUTELY NOT!"  He asked me why.  .  .

"What do you mean, Why?  Boys aren't supposed to do things like that with
other boys.  At least that's what my dad says.  Every time he sees a guy on
the street that looks gay, he says how they should be locked up or killed
or something.  He doesn't think they deserve to live.  "

With that he just came over to me and hugged me.  I had my head on his
chest, and he had his arms wrapped around me.  It felt so good, I didn't
struggle, and eventually, I just hugged him back.

He said, "Does that feel OK?  Does it feel right or wrong to you?"

I said that it didn't feel wrong, but it didn't feel right either.  I knew
that I was doing something I shouldn't.

He asked me if I wanted to experiment a little with him, if I wanted to
stop, at any time, just say so.

I was real scared, but something inside me told me to say yes.  The next
thing I knew, I said yes, and he just smiled, and hugged me again.



			       A N T H O N Y
 			      B O O K T W O
 				Chapter Two

He sat me down on the couch, and took off his shirt.  When I went to remove
mine, he said for me to wait; he wanted to do it.  I stopped and watched as
he removed his shirt, and pants, and just stood there in his briefs.  I
could tell he was hard from the tent in his underwear, but he sat down next
to me.  He reached over and put his arms around me, drawing me closer to
him, and kissed me.  I felt his tongue pushing on my lips, but didn't know
what to do.

He broke the kiss, and said, that I should open my mouth a little, so his
tongue can get in.  Then he kissed me again, and I let his tongue into my
mouth.  It felt weird, but good, so I started kissing him back, and put my
tongue into his mouth.  He was rubbing my back the whole time, and that
felt wonderful!  I started feeling his chest and stomach.  Once, I rubbed
down and my hand came in contact with the top of his dick, and I was
surprised how hot it was!

I don't have to tell you that I was harder then than I had ever been in my
life.  It was so hard it hurt!  He kept on rubbing me when he broke the
kiss, and said to me that I was a VERY Good kisser for a beginner.  He
asked me to stand up, and when I did, he began to remove my shirt.  As he
lifted the shirt up over my head, he started kissing my stomach, and then
started to lick and suck on my tits.  I couldn't believe that it would feel
good, but it felt even better than anything we had done up to that point!

After he got my shirt off, he undid my belt, and unsnapped my pants.  He
fumbled a little with the zipper, but finally got it down.  Maybe my dick
was pushing on it, or maybe he was just as nervous as me, but it really
doesn't matter.  When he removed my pants, my hard dick pushed it's head
out the hole in my boxers and he licked the head!  When he did that, I
literally saw fireworks!

He told me that I had a very nice dick, and asked me if he could remove my
boxers.  I thought that since my dick was out anyway, what was the
difference, so I said OK.  He carefully removed my boxers, and just stared
at my dick and balls for a minute.  My balls are pretty small even now, so
I don't think he was really impressed, but it felt good to think so at the
time.

He asked me if I could cum yet, and I didn't understand what he was talking
about, after all I was only 12!  I told him that I didn't know what he was
talking about, and he asked me if other than pee, if anything ever came out
of my dick.  I told him no.

He said that I shouldn't worry, it would happen real soon now.  He said
that he sees that I am just starting to grow hair around my dick and I
should start cumming real soon.  He then licked my dick again, and then
started to suck on it.  Every time he did something else to me, it felt
better than the thing before.  If he kept this up, I'd probably die from
pleasure before the afternoon was over!

He sucked on me for a few minutes, then I started getting this feeling like
I had to pee.  I told him so, and he just sucked harder, and faster on my
little 3 incher.  The feeling began to build so much it actually felt so
good it hurt.  I warned him again that I was going to pee, but he just
continued to suck, and then I felt something that was SO FANTASTIC it's
hard to put it into words.  I started to shake, and my knees got weak.  My
dick started to pulse inside his mouth and my balls even hurt.  He stopped
sucking at that point, and held onto me so I wouldn't fall.  He sat me on
the couch, and asked me how I felt.

I told him that I felt wonderful, but tired, and asked him what happened,
that had never happened to me before!

"You just had your first orgasm, that's when you will squirt cum when you
are able to, but for now, you get the same feeling without squirting.  "

He explained to me that what he had just done to me was called a "BlowJob"
and that he loved giving them, and receiving them.  I immediately thought
that he was going to ask me to suck on him now, and honestly, I think I
wanted to right then, but I was still scared.

I guess he saw fear in my face, because he told me that I didn't have to
suck him if I didn't want to.  He stood up and removed his underwear and
sat back down.  I sat next to him and asked him if I could touch his.  He
said it was OK, go for it.

I, for the first time in my life, then touched another boys dick.  He was
hard, and had some clear fluid dripping from the hole.  It was slippery and
a little sticky, and I don't know why, but I immediately took a finger full
and stuck it in my mouth.  It tasted sweet, and a little salty, but I
actually liked it!

I guess I got bold, because I leaned over and licked the hole some more to
get more of that fluid.  He smiled and told me that it was called "Precum"
it is normally a lubricant that the body makes to make it easier for your
dick to get into a mate.  He also told me that he liked the taste of it
too.

Next thing I knew, I was sucking on his dickhead, trying to get more of
that fluid.  I realized that it didn't feel wrong anymore, so I moved more
of him into me.  His breathing was now getting a little ragged, and I could
feel his dick twitching a little.

A minute or so later, he told me that unless I wanted a real surprise, I
should remove my head from his dick.  I thought that when I told him I was
going to pee he didn't move, so I wasn't going to either.  I continued to
suck, and he warned me again, but I didn't stop.  Next thing I knew, I felt
his dick get SUPER hard, and it felt like it got bigger, and then I felt a
squirt of something thick, sweet, and salty come out of his dick and into
my mouth.  Before I could think of what to do, there was a second squirt.
This completely filled my mouth and it felt like he wasn't done yet, so I
had no choice, I swallowed.

He squirt a total of 5 times into my mouth and I swallowed after every
other one.  When he stopped squirting, I licked his dick until it was
clean, and sat up.  I looked at him and he looked at me with real surprise
in his eyes.

"You swallowed it?  I never expected you to do that!"

I started thinking that I did something wrong, and tears welled up in my
eyes.  He noticed this and hugged me, telling me that I didn't do anything
wrong, actually, I did it perfectly right.  He just didn't expect me to do
that cause some guys thought it was gross.

I had experienced so much that day, I think I was finished, so I told him I
wanted to stop for now, and asked him if we could do it again sometime.  He
said "ABSOLUTELY!"

He gave me his phone number, and I gave him mine, and I went home.



			     	ANTHONY BOOK 2 Chapter Three

I got home after my wild afternoon with Billy, feeling better than I ever
had before.  All I could think of was when I could get together with him
again.  Thankfully it was vacation, so I didn't have to worry about school
or anything.  Mom and Dad were off to work all day, so I had the house all
to myself every day.

Later that evening, I called Billy on the phone, and we talked for a while.
I thanked him for showing me what he had, and told him I had a really good
time.  I asked him if he wanted to come to my house the next morning after
my Mom and Dad left for work, and he said ok.  I gave him directions, and
hung up the phone.

I went to Mom and Dad, kissed them goodnight, and went to bed.  No sooner
had I removed my clothes, and laid down on the bed, I was asleep, I must
have been really worn out.

				   * * *

The next morning, I woke up, took a shower, and went to the kitchen for
breakfast.  Mom was still home, and asked me what I had planned for my day.
I told her that I made a new friend at the pool yesterday, and he is coming
over.  We'll watch some TV and then go to the park, or something.  She just
smiled, and said to have fun.  After that, she kissed me, and left for
work.

About 15 minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and I answered it.
Billy was there, but he was not alone.  With him was another boy of about
15.  He was about the same height as Billy, but he had Red hair, and he was
super cute.  He had a smile that would melt lead, and just looking at him
caused my dick to start getting hard.  Billy introduced him to me as Rusty.

Rusty smiled, and shook my hand.  Immediately, I was devistated that my
plans for the day would be ruined.  I thought that Billy had brought Rusty
with him so that we couldn't do anything.  But after we all sat down in the
kitchen, Billy told me that he and Rusty were lovers.  When he told Rusty
about me, Rusty asked if he could meet me, and maybe add to my "Training.
"

I was real nervous, but for some reason, now I know it was my dick
thinking, I agreed to let him stay and share in our fun.  Rusty smiled and
hugged me.  He reached down and grabbed me on the crotch.  He turned to
Billy and said, "Wow, he's hard already.  Looks like we need to catch up
and quick!"

Billy laughed, and asked where we were going to go.  I said that my parents
were out all day at work, and won't be home till that evening so we could
go to my room, so we did.  Both Billy and Rusty commented on how cool my
room was, and all that.  I sat on the bed and sorta figited a little.

Rusty went up to Billy, and wispered something into his ear, and Billy just
smiled.  I was just wearing my bathrobe and underwear (I wear jockey
underwear to bed, and boxers in the daytime), and they came over to me and
started tickling me.  The next thing I knew, I was laying on the bed in
just my underwear with a major tent in front.  When I looked at Rusty, he
was just wearing his underwear, which were very tiny, and looked like a
girl's bikini bottoms.  I thought that was funny, but it was also VERY
sexy.  From the looks of the front of his underwear, he was very hard but
wasn't as big as Billy.

Rusty came over to me, and started to kiss me.  I opened my mouth and we
tongue danced for a while.  Next thing I knew, he was pulling my underwear
down and started to lick my balls.  While he was doing that, I sat up and
looked at Billy.  What I saw really grossed me out.  Billy was laying on
the floor behind Rusty, and he had is face in Rusty's butt.  From the looks
of it, Billy was licking Rusty's butthole.  When I asked what he was doing,
he said it was called "Rimming" and it felt WONDERFUL!

I asked him if it tasted bad, because of the poop and stuff, but he said
that Rusty takes an extra long time washing back there, and there wasn't
any poop.  And the inside tastes pretty sweet actually.  Then he went back
to "rimming" Rusty, while Rusty was doing a very good job sucking my dick.

A few minutes later, Rusty stopped.  I didn't understand why he stopped,
because I hadn't gotten that "feeling" yet, and I looked up at him.  He
said he wanted to show me another new thing, and he was certain that I was
going to like it.  He told me to stand up, which I did.  He then laid down
on the bed on his back, and told me to stand right between his legs.

I figured he wanted me to suck on him, and I said that Billy and I had
already sucked each other.  Rusty just laughed!  He said that he wasn't
going to have me suck him, he wanted me to put my dick in his butt.  He
told me to lift his legs to my shoulders, and when I did, I saw his
butthole all slick and wet from being rimmed.  I realized that my dick was
also very wet from his blowjob, and realized that he was getting me ready,
while Billy got him ready.

Billy came up to me and told me he was going to guide me so I would get in
the first time, and grabbed my dick.  He told me to push my hips forward
and as soon as I did, I felt his hole at the tip of my dick.  He told me to
push forward slowly.  It was hard pushing against his hole, but after a
second, My dick started to push inside him.  It was the most intense
feeling I've had yet.

After a few seconds, I had all of my dick inside him, and it felt so warm
and was squeezing my dick in such a way, that felt awesome!  Billy told me
to pull back until only the head of my dick was still inside, then push
forward again.  I did this and it felt great.  Rusty said it felt good to
him too.  I did this some more, and next thing I knew I was going so fast
and hard, I could feel my balls bouncing against Rusty's butt.

I went at this for about 15 minutes, and the sweat was just pouring off of
me, and Rusty too.  A second later, Rusty yelled out that he was going to
cum, and a great big squirt of this white stuff shot out of his dick, and
landed on his face and chest.  A second later another squirt came out, then
another, and another.  Rusty was covered with his own juices and the sight
of that made that feeling come to me so quick.  It was different than the
day before, because it was much more intense.  .  .

I felt my balls start to tingle, then my dick started to pulsate inside
Rusty's butt.  Rusty yelled that he could feel me cumming and it felt like
I was squirting something inside him.  Billy immediately pulled me out of
Rusty, just as my dick started to pulse again, and a little watery, white
fluid came out of my dick.

Billy touched the fluid, and told me congratulations, I could cum now.  He
told me that the day before, he wasn't sure if he tasted something, but now
he's certain, that I was able to produce cum.  I was so excited I started
to cry.

Both Billy and Rusty got scared cause I was crying, and came over to hug
me.  I regained myself and told them that it was so intense that I just got
a little scared.  I'd be ok.

The rest of the morning was spent just cuddling and sucking each other off.
Rusty's cum tasted better than Billy's.  Unfortunately, I only squirted one
more time that morning.  Billy told me that since I just started, that my
balls didn't produce much, so I needed to give them time to make more.

We decided to go out for Pizza, and Billy said he would treat as a
celebration of my becoming a man!  We left the house (after getting
dressed, of course), and went to the pizza place.  I was wondering what
they had planned for me for the afternoon, and was really looking forward
to it.



			     ANTHONY - BOOK 2
 			       Chapter Four

After having our lunch, Rusty said he had to go home, so Billy and I went
back to my house by ourselves.  I told Billy that I really liked Rusty, and
hoped we could get together again.  He said it that would be great.  We got
to my house again, only to find my Mom, sitting in the kitchen.  She said
that there was not much work that day, and she decided to take the rest of
the day off, to be with me.

I introduced her to Billy, and told her that we just stopped back here to
get my swimming stuff and we were going to go to the pool.  She looked
disappointed, and said that she wanted to spend the day with me.  So, Billy
said that we could go to the pool some other time, said goodbye to me and
my mom, and left.

Mom and I went out that afternoon, and actually had a good time.  We went
miniature golfing, and then went to see a movie.  On the way home we picked
up some dinner, and got there at the same time as my dad.  I was thinking
of what would have happened that afternoon, and feeling kind of tired, told
my parents that I was going to get to sleep early, so after dinner, I
showered, and went to bed.

				   * * *

The next morning, I called Billy, and was told that he couldn't meet with
me that day.  His folks had planned a bar-b-cue at his uncle's house and he
had to go.  I was really depressed.  I decided to go to the mall and play
some video games, then maybe to go to the pool.

When I got to the mall, I went to the arcade, and started playing my
favorite game "Mortal Kombat".  I am pretty good at it, and next thing I
knew, there was this real neat guy playing against me.  He looked like he
was about my age, and had a cute face.  He had very short blond hair, and a
killer smile.  He was about 5' 4" and maybe weighed 100 pounds, a real
skinny kid.

After a few games, I won 2 and he won 1, we stopped, and turned to each
other.

"Hi, My name is Andy, what's yours?", he said.

"Hi, I'm Tony.  You're pretty good, you know.  "

"Nah, you're better than me, I just got lucky on that one game.  "

"Wanna go get a coke or something?"

He agreed, and we left the arcade and went to the food park.  We hit it off
immediately and talked for hours.  After a while, he said he needed to take
a piss, and so did I, so we went into the bathroom.  When we entered the
bathroom, he turned and locked the door.  He was standing there at the
urinal, as was I, and instead of opening his zipper to take out his dick,
he dropped his pants and underwear all the way to the floor.  He was
standing there wearing just a T-Shirt, and was basically showing off his
dick and balls to me.

He had a nice dick, about the same size as mine, but he had more hair
around his.  My balls were probably a little bigger than his, though.  He
began to piss into the urinal, and asked me if I was going to piss too.  I
didn't realize that I was just staring at him, and opened my zipper and
took out my dick to pee.

When he finished, he turned to me, and without pulling up his pants, asked
me if he could see my dick.  I didn't know what to say, but since he'd
shown me his, I felt obligated to show him mine.  I pulled down my pants
and boxers, and stood there with my dick hanging down.  He asked me if he
could touch it, and without waiting for an answer, grabbed my dick and
started fondling it and my balls.  Well, I immediately got hard, and so did
he.  He asked me if I had ever played with another boy, and I nodded my
head to indicate that I had.  He smiled, and said his older brother had
showed him alot of things to do, and it was fun.

I reminded him that we were in the bathroom, and we got dressed again, and
left.  Just in time, too, cause as we left the bathroom, a security guard
was walking over to unlock the door.  That was close.  He just looked at us
and smiled.  We took off running.  I was so nervous, and Andy just laughed.

We got outside the mall, and Andy asked me if I wanted to go to his house.
I said OK, and we started walking.  We got to his house a few minutes
later, and went up to his room.  We talked about what we had done with
other boys, and when he heard that I had fucked Rusty, but not been fucked
myself, he asked me if I wanted to try it.  I was so horny at that point,
even though I really didn't know the term yet, I said ok, as long as it
doesn't hurt.

We both got naked in about 3 seconds, and he told me to lay on his bed on
my back.  He took a jar of vaseline, and started rubbing it on my butthole,
and stuck his finger inside.  It was the first time I'd ever had anything
stuck in my butt since I was a baby, and mom took my temerature there, but
it didn't hurt, and after a second, he touched something inside me that
made me think I was going to cum right there.  I asked him what it was, and
he said it is something called the "Prostrate" or something like that.  He
said it feels awesome when you rub on it.

After a few seconds of running a finger in and out of my butthole, he added
a second finger.  He explained that he was loosening up my butthole so it
won't hurt when he puts his dick inside.  I should tell you that by this
point, I was very hard, as you can imagine, and so was Andy.  I noticed
that when his dick was soft, it was about the same size as mine, but when
it got hard, it was much bigger and thicker than mine.  Maybe about 4 or 4
1/2" and about twice as thick as mine.

He told me I was ready, and started putting vaseline on his dick.  He took
my legs and put them up on his shoulders and put his dickhead against my
now well lubricated hole.  He pushed a little and his dickhead popped
inside.  It Hurt.  It REALLY HURT!  I told him to stop, cause he was
hurting me, and he left his dickhead inside and told me to relax, and it
will stop hurting in a second.  He said if it didn't, he'd stop and pull it
out.  I agreed.

After a few seconds, it did stop hurting, and I told him so.  He pushed a
little more of his dick inside, and I felt the head touch that spot inside.
Any pain that was there, immediately turned into the most intense pleasure
I'd ever felt.  I guess he saw that in my face, and then pushed the rest of
his dick inside me.

He began to pull back and push in very slowly, and after a few minutes, he
was going very fast.  We went at that for about 5 minutes and then I got
that feeling in my balls, and without any warning, or even touching myself,
I began to cum.  I squirt 4 times, and alot of stuff came out this time.  I
told him it was the most I had ever cum before (I didn't tell him that I
only started cumming the day before).

He told me that because my "Prostrate" was being massaged, and that's where
the fluid for the cum comes from, anytime I got fucked, I would cum more
and more.  I didn't care, because it felt so good!  A minute later, he
jammed himself inside me and I could feel him cumming.  The feeling of
someone squirting inside you is one that you will never forget.  It feels
so neat.

After he came, he collapsed on top of me, with his dick still in my butt.
We laid there for a while, and then his dick came out of my butt with a
pop.  We both laughed, and went to the refrigerator for a coke.  We then
took a shower together to wash off the cum on our chests (my cum).  But
nothing happened in the shower.  When we got back to his room, he asked me
if I wanted to fuck him.  Well.  .  .  Of course I did!

Instead of finger fucking him, I decided to rim him like Billy did to
Rusty.  I got him to get on the floor in a doggy position, and I went to
town, sticking my tongue up his butt as far as it would go.  He said he'd
never had anyone do that, and it felt great.  After getting his hole very
wet, I took some vaseline and put it on my dick, and walked up behind him.
He was a little bigger than me in his hole, maybe because his older brother
fucked him every day, and I got my whole dick inside him in one shot.

I fucked him hard for about 10 minutes, and then jammed myself into him and
came like I've never cum before.  I guess my balls were getting used to
making the stuff, cause I came and came and came!  When I was finished,
Andy told me that it was better than when his brother did it, and I looked
at the floor under him and noticed alot of cum there.  He said that he came
twice while I was fucking him, it was that good.

Andy and I then took another shower, and this time we sucked each other and
swallowed each other's cum, and then got dressed.  I told him that I had to
get home before dark, and we traded phone numbers.  I had a feeling that he
and I were going to be best of friends.

			       A N T H O N Y
 				 Book Two
 			       CHAPTER Five

A few weeks went by at this point with me getting together with Rusty,
Billy, and Andy on a regular basis, but nothing special happened.  On a
Wednesday evening, Andy called me to ask me if I wanted to attend a
sleepover at his house.  His parents were going to be out of town for the
weekend, and they gave him permission to have a sleepover.  His older
brother would be "In Charge", which as I'd found out meant that Andy could
do anything he wanted.

I asked my Mom, and she said that it would be OK, but she wanted to talk to
Andy's Mom.  She called her, and I thought I was sunk, she'd never allow me
to go if she knew that their parents weren't even going to be in town.

Well, I guess Andy's mom was a very convincing person, because Mom told me
that I could go!  I was so excited I could barely contain myself.  I went
upstairs to call Andy, and asked him how many boys were going to be there.

"About 10 I think.  ", andy said.  "Wow, that's alot, are they all, um,
like us?"  "Ha ha, Tony, everyone is 'like us', I don't know if they will
all be that way in a few years, but for now, they all like to play like we
do.  "

I told him that I couldn't wait, and hung up the phone.  It was getting
kind of late, so I decided to call it a night.  Got undressed, and went to
bed.

				   * * *

The next day was spent getting myself ready for the sleepover.  I got stuff
that I needed together (or at least stuff I thought I would need), and
packed them into a bag.  I watched TV and just hung around the house,
waiting, and wondering if anyone would call, but nobody did.  I guess it's
ok though, I'd had a week of sex every day, and usually 4 or 5 times a day,
so I guess a day off was a good idea.

Finally, Friday evening was here, and I went over to Andy's house.  I
knocked on the door, and it was answered by the most angelic guy I'd ever
seen, he introduced himself to me, as Devon, Andy's older brother.  He was
all of 16, and he looked so grown up.  Yes, he did look like he could be a
body double for Devon Sawa, so thats that.  I couldn't help falling in love
with him, instantly!

He asked me in, and told me that everyone else was in the den, so I should
join them there.  I went in, and there were about 8 kids, including Andy
there.  I said HI, to everyone, and Andy came over and introduced everyone
to me.

I'll see if I can do this right.  .  .  There was a kid that was actually
pretty fat, his name as Georgie, he was maybe 14, and I really couldn't
tell anything about his body with the clothes he was wearing.  Next came a
kid that looked nice to me, he was about 13, and had sandy blond hair, I
almost laughed when he introduced himself as Sandy!  Next to him was a
black boy, who was maybe 14, but he was a big kid.  Not fat, but big,
muscular.  From looking at the spandex pants he was wearing, I could also
tell he had the biggest dick I'd ever seen.  It was soft, I think, and it
was almost 6 inches long!  It snaked down his leg, and just sat there.  He
introduced himself to me as Matt.

Next to Matt, was Eddie.  Eddie and I knew each other but not too well.  I
think we had played on the same Little league team the year before.  He was
the same age as me (12, almost 13), and I guess he was cute enough.
Another kid walked up to me, and said his name was Albert.  Albert looked
different to me, and then I noticed that he LOOKED GAY.  He walked almost
like a girl, and I was almost immediately turned off.

I turned away from that, to notice another Angel in the wings!  There
sitting on the sofa was a living god, he was about my age, same height as
me, brown hair, hazel eyes, he was wearing shorts, and a tank top that
looked painted onto him.  His smile almost made me melt, and his voice was
like hearing the songs of angels in your ears.  His name was Jimmy.  The
other kid there was named Eric, and there wasn't anything really
spectacular about him, he was just.  .  .  there.

I counted and only came up with 9 people, and asked Andy why there were
only 9, when he said 10!  He told me that his brother was going to join in
on the fun after we got going, so he's the 10th.  That got some giggles
from some of the boys, and it got my dick starting to get hard.

Things got started like any other party of kids between 12 and 14, with
movies on the TV, music on the CD player, and junk food.  I got a chance to
talk to Jimmy some, and he and I really hit it off.  Whenever I looked at
him, I got this feeling that everything in the world was doing great.

I found out that his father owned the largest business in the county, and
that he hated it because everyone treated him like he was something special
because of it.  He told me that he liked talking to me because I treated
him like just another kid.  I told him he was something special, though,
but not because of what his dad did or anything.  Then he did something
that would normally be taboo, he reached over and kissed me, right there in
front of everyone.

I think the world stopped, because everything went quiet.  No music, no TV,
nobody talking, and I swear everyone was staring at us.  I looked at Jimmy,
and knew from that moment, that I didn't care, I was in LOVE with him!  I
grabbed his neck and pulled him close for another kiss.  At that point,
Andy said it was time for the "Real Fun" to begin!

				   * * *

The moment Andy said that, everyone cheered, and started removing their
clothing.  Devon heard the cheer and came in wearing nothing but a smile! I
was astonished!  He had the biggest dick I'd ever seen!  It was about 7"
long and very thick, and he had so much hair around it you couldn't see the
base of it!

Everyone got their clothes off, and I looked around, everyone was hard, and
their sizes varied, here's the way everyone measured up: Georgie, 4", real
thin, tiny balls Sandy, 4.  5", not too thick, but thicker than Georgie,
average balls Matt, 7.  5" HUGE, uncut, VERY THICK, BIG balls Eddie, 3",
hairless little boy dick, tiny balls Albert, 4", not too thick, average
balls Jimmy (the god), 5", just thick enough, big balls Eric, 4", skinny,
small balls I've already described what Andy and Devon looked like, so I
won't bore you again.

All I could think of was that I wanted to get with Jimmy and suck his cock.
I moved over toward him, and he smiled.  I think he liked me too, because,
he said that he wanted to play with me first, too.  Everyone began to pair
off, with Devon and Matt pairing up, Georgie and Eddie, Sandy and Eric,
Andy and Albert.  Jimmy and I went to one of the couches, and began to
kiss, he was a great kisser, and he was rubbing his boner against mine the
whole time.  It felt great.  Next thing I knew, he was on his knees, and
sucking on my balls.  Nobody had ever really done that for more than a
second or two, and his prolonged attack on my balls felt like I was in
heaven.  He even got both of my balls in his mouth at the same time, and
his tongue was driving me crazy.

He began to suck on my dick, and I said that I wanted to suck him too, so
he climbed on top of me in a 69 position, and forcefed me his dick.  It
felt good until he got it to the back of my throat, and I almost gagged,
but I swallowed, and his dick slid into my throat, and the desire to gag
went away.  He then fucked my face for a few minutes, and at the same time
was sucking away at my dick.  I just laid there and enjoyed the sensations.

A few minutes later, he pulled back, and at the same time as I came into
his mouth, he came into mine.  He even had enough control over himself to
think that I might want to taste it instead of him cumming down my throat,
where I couldn't.  He cum tasted sweeter than any I had tasted until then.
I knew then, that I was definately in love with this boy!

				   * * *

After a few hours, we had all switched around and we were all tired.  All
except Matt and Devon.  They were talking together and Matt said that he
and Devon had an idea.  Since the rest of us were all too tired to cum
anymore, and he and Devon weren't, then the 8 of us should break up into
teams of 4, and one team would work on Devon, the other would work on Matt,
and the team that got their boy to cum first would win.

Somebody asked what the prize was, and Matt said, that the Winning team
would be able to fuck the losing team in the ass.  This was exciting to
everyone, and we all agreed.  Andy and I were elected Captains and we chose
teams as follows.

My Team was Jimmy, Sandy, and I got stuck with Georgie.  The other team was
Andy, Eddie, Albert, and Eric.  It was decided that my team would work on
Devon, for which I was very pleased.  The other team got Matt.

At the sound of someone shouting GO, we all began working on trying to get
our guy off.  I was sucking on Devon's dick, while Jimmy went after his
balls.  Sandy was sucking on his nipples, and Georgie was trying to get
Devon to suck on his dick, what there was of it.  I guess I should have
stopped him because it was having the wrong effect on Devon.  Well, after
about 2 minutes, I though Devon was about to cum, when the other side began
shouting that Matt was cumming.  I turned to see Matt's huge pole squirting
cum onto his chest, and at that time, Devon started cumming into my mouth.
We had lost.

				   * * *

After a few minutes for recovery, it came time to decide who what going to
fuck whom.  I was assuming that Matt would want to fuck Devon, but when
Matt's turn came to chose, he chose ME!  I was really scared that he would
hurt me because he was so big!

I don't even remember who chose who except that Andy chose his brother.  He
told me after that his brother had fucked him so many times, that it was
only fair that he get to give it back to his brother!

Matt and I went to the bedroom, and Matt told me that he would be real
gentle, and if it hurt too bad, he would stop and tell everyone that I took
it all.  That made me feel much better.

Matt took the vaseline and began finger fucking me with his middle finger,
and after a few minutes, he added another, and then a third.  When he felt
that there was no resistance to 3 fingers, he added a fourth.  He was now
fucking me with almost his entire hand, and I wasn't feeling any pain at
all, matter of fact, I was harder than I remember being in my life.

Matt was impressed with how I stretched, and told me it was time.  He
positioned his dick (after coating it with vaseline) at my hole and pushed.
His dick started sliding into me with no resistance, and no pain at all.  I
was in heaven!  That huge pole was pushing into me and rubbing on my
prostate and driving me crazy with lust.  I noticed there for the first
time, that I was dripping precum, and it made me proud.

Matt started fucking me slowly, and telling me that I was very tight, and
asking me how it felt to get fucked with a man sized dick.  That phrase
stuck with me, and I began to think what it would be like to get fucked by
a man.  I meant a real man, an adult.

Matt fucked me silly that night, and I came 3 times before he came again.
We went out into the den, and everyone looked at me and the smile on my
face, and all the cum on my belly, and couldn't believe that I took that
huge thing all the way.  Jimmy came over to me, and started licking the cum
off my chest and belly, and told everyone, that it was definately my cum,
so that was enough proof.  I was immediately a hero in all their eyes.

 			       A N T H O N Y
 				BOOK TWO
 				Chapter Six

It's now 4 weeks after that sleepover, and Jimmy and I have become best
friends.  We are together constantly.  Since Jimmy recently moved (right
before summer) I was jazzed to find out that he and I went to the same
school.  Since school would start the following week, I asked my parents if
I could have Jimmy over for a campout in the back yard.  They said ok, and
we planned it for the following Saturday.

Saturday came, and we set the tent up in the back yard.  As soon as I
thought my parents went to bed, Jimmy and I began to have fun.  During the
previous few weeks, Jimmy and I had decided that he didn't like to fuck,
but loved getting fucked, so he would be the bottom and I would be the top
for us, but we would also 69 alot too.  That way he got to cum because of
my direct contact with his dick too.  I also told him that I would jack him
off once for every time I fucked him, but he didn't have to jack me off
unless he really wanted to.  That seemed fair.

That night, we had sucked each other off, and Jimmy asked me to fuck him.
I started the usual, and really got into it.  That's when the trouble
began.  Right after Jimmy came all over himself, he looked at the entrance
to the tent, and saw my mom standing there watching us.  I was cumming when
he noticed her, and when he told me that she was there, I had to make a
snap decision.  I decided to come out to her.  I walked up to her and said,
"Hi Mom, I'm sure you know Jimmy?  My Boyfriend!"

Well, you heard the rest of what happened from my mom, (Readers: Read the
first Anthony Story to find out) but you didn't hear what happened to
Jimmy.  Jimmy contacted me every day (even though he was forbidden by his
father to do so) and told me about the shrink they had him seeing.

His father was convinced that I had corrupted his son, and that he would
make me and my family pay and pay dearly.  I found out that my dad, who
worked for a friend of Jimmy's dad, got fired for no reason, but that
didn't bug me, because he split after the "Incident".  My mom though, she
got fired too.  Then the mortgage company came out and told us that if we
couldn't pay off the mortgage, they would take the house away.

Mom sold the house and paid off the mortgage, and decided to move to
California.

				   * * *

We moved right away, and I got enrolled in school here.  I was placed in
the 8th grade (one year ahead of where I would have been at home, because
of my test scores), so my first exposure to physical education came with me
being a year younger than the other boys.

Mom also had me seeing a counselor from the local Gay/Lesbian center, and I
thought it was pretty cool.  They are more open in California to gay kids,
but it wasn't the same.  Mom signed me up for a Mentoring Agency and we
were told we were on a 6 month to 1 year waiting list.

I still had that nagging desire to try something with an adult, so every
chance I got, I got naked in front of an adult man.  Some would look at me
and get hard (especially because I was hard), others wouldn't.

At school, I would walk into the coaches room after my shower, naked, just
to see the coaches reaction.  There was one coach, who just stared at me
for a long time before telling me to leave.  He never even asked me what I
wanted first, just told me to leave, then he closed his door and locked it.

I waited around after school for him, and told him I needed to talk to him,
privately.  He agreed to drive me home, and we could talk on the way.  I
told him that I was gay, and he almost wrecked the car!  I also told him
that I wanted him to be the first adult to fuck me, and he stopped the car.
He told me that it was illegal for him to even THINK about it.  He was
going to tell the principal about it so he didn't lose his job.  I knew
then that I was sunk.

Mom and I walked into the Principal's office, and she told us that the
coach had problems before, where he "touched" one of the boys, and word got
out.  He agreed to go into counseling, and never to do anything like it
again.  The Principal was quite pleased that he was able to test the coach,
especially with a good looking boy like me, but something had to be done.

I was transferred out of that PE class, and served a 2 week suspension.
The Principal also contacted the Mentoring Agency and got me moved up to
the top of the list.  You all know the story from here.


				  ANTHONY
 				 Book Three
 				Chapter One

I sat there listening to Anthony tell me his tale, and had a very Nagging
feeling come over me.  True, I was aroused at the detail at which he talked
about having sex.  But that wasn't it.  I was sure there was something
else.

I hugged Anthony and told him I really needed to think.  He gave me a hug,
and decided to take a shower.  While he was in the shower, I began to think
back on my childhood, and delve into some memories, that quite honestly,
I'd been hiding from for a very long time.  .  .

				   * * *

I was about 11 years old, and I'm spending the night at the home of my very
best friend in the entire world.  He was six months older than I, blond
haired, and he honestly was my idol.  We lived three houses away from each
other, and were basically inseparable from the time we were six, when he
moved in to the neighborhood.

We used to do EVERYTHING together.  We would play together, eat, go to
school, ride bikes, share secrets.  We liked the same kind of movies,
baseball teams, even the same toppings on our pizza.  Yes, since you are
thinking it, we bathed together regularly too.  It was during our bathing
this particular weekend, that our relationship changed.

We were in the tub, like usual, when Pete told me that since he was in
charge (he was older, so he was ALWAYS in charge) he was going to make
certain that I got clean for a change.  He grabbed the washcloth and began
to soap it up.  He instructed me to stand up, and walk over to him.  Once
there, he began to wash me, from head to toe with the soapy washcloth.  He
didn't linger on any specific part of my body, and it actually felt good to
have someone wash me.

When he finished with me, he told me to get into the water and rinse off,
which I did.  Then he told me it was my turn to wash him.  I grabbed for
the washcloth, but he kept it away from me, telling me to do it with just
my hands and the soap.  Well, he was in charge.  .  .

I grabbed the soap, and began to rub it all over his body.  Then I took my
hands and started rubbing the soap around on his skin.  When I got down to
his weenie, I just rubbed it a little and also his balls, and then went to
move on to his legs.  Pete looked at me and told me to rub his weenie more,
it felt good.  Like I said, I idolized him, so if he wanted me to do
something, I would do it, no questions asked.

Pete looked at me and said, "Rub my weenie more, it felt good.  "

Like I said, I idolized him, so if he wanted me to do something, I would do
it, no questions asked.  When I reached down for his weenie, I noticed that
it wasn't as small as it usually was, and it felt harder.  I kept rubbing
it and it got even bigger and harder, it must have been a full 2" by then,
and to me it appeared huge; after all we were only 10 or 11.

As I rubbed him, his breathing became short, and he looked like he was
having trouble standing up.  I asked him if he was OK, and he just said,
don't stop!  After about 5 minutes of this, he moaned and I felt his weenie
get even harder, then it twitched in my hand.  After that it started
getting soft and tiny again, and Pete told me that I had done enough, and
he wanted to rinse off.  He rinsed off, and we got out of the tub, but I
was a little confused.

Later that night, we were in bed (same bed), and I asked Pete what
happened.  He told me that someone had told him about that and he wanted to
try it, it was called "jacking off".  I asked him what it felt like, and he
said, take off your underwear and I'll show you.

"Take off my underwear?  You must be joking!"

"Take it off, and I'll show you how it feels.  "

"But your Mom is in the next room!"

"Look, it's almost 11 o'clock, she is in bed by now, take off those
underwear!"

"OK.  "

I removed my underpants, and lay down on the bed in front of him stark
naked.  He snuggled up to me from behind, and I realized he was naked too!
He reached around my waist and grabbed my little flaccid weenie.  He began
to rub it, and I was amazed that it started growing and getting hard.  The
more he rubbed it, the better it started to feel!  I noticed that his
weenie was getting hard too, and it was touching the cheeks of my butt.  I
was feeling so good by that point, I really didn't care!  I just wanted
these feelings to stay forever!

After a few minutes, I got a feeling like I had never had.  It felt like I
needed to pee, but I knew that I didn't.  It kept getting more and more
intense, and then finally, it was like the dam burst!  I got a rush of
feeling like my entire body was going to come out of my weenie! Nothing
did, of course.  But that feeling is one I'll remember for the rest of my
life!

Pete and I jacked each other off for about six months, and then all of a
sudden, he stopped wanting to do it anymore.  He and I didn't discuss it
until almost two years later.

				   * * *

It was summer and we were at camp.  Pete was already 13, and I was going to
be 13 in about a week.  One of the counselors, Donny, and I had become
great friends.  He was about 17, and he was a mountain of a man.  One
night, Donny, woke me up, and told me that he needed me in his room.  I
told him that I needed to get some clothes on, because I slept naked, I had
ever since those days with Pete, in his bed, but Donny said it was an
emergency, and I should come to his room right away, nobody would see me.

I went to Donny's room, and he closed and locked the door.  He told me that
he was in a real bind, and he knew I'd be able to help him out.  He picked
me up and laid me down on the bed, and then tied my hands and feet to the
bed, spread out.  I was scared.  I asked him what he was going to do.  He
told me that he was going to do something that he was sure I wanted.  I was
scared and asked him to untie me but he ignored me.  The next thing I knew
was that Donny was pushing his dick (which was huge) into my butt, and it
hurt!

He was fucking me hard, and didn't use any lube, and I screamed!  A minute
later, I heard someone pounding on the door, and then the door broke open.
Pete was standing there, and when he saw what Donny was doing to me, he ran
at Donny and planted his foot on the side of Donny's head.  Donny toppled
over, out cold.  I was crying because of the pain, but mostly because I
kind of liked what was being done to me! Pete untied me, and helped me up.
He told me we had to get to the infirmary, because I was bleeding back
there pretty bad.  As he helped me up, I was very embarrassed, because I
looked down where my dick was, and found that I had cum for the first time,
while I was being fucked.

Pete saw that, and started to cry.  We walked, both naked, to the
infirmary, and the Doctor took care of my butt.  Pete came back in with
some clothes for me, and told the Doctor that he didn't want to leave me.
He told me then, that he figured out that I was probably gay way back when
we were 11, and he was scared that I would make him gay too.  That's why he
stopped doing stuff with me.

He told me that he had learned since, that being gay is something that
happens at birth.  Nobody can change from gay to straight or straight to
gay just by being with someone who is the other way.  I hugged him, and he
stayed with me almost all the time for the next 3 days that I was kept in
the infirmary.

I was scared, because I had heard of all the things that happen to Queers,
and I didn't want to be one of them!  I started denying to myself that I
liked any of it.  Started thinking of ways to prove to myself that I wasn't
a stinking faggot.

My birthday came up, and everyone at the camp made a big deal about it.
Nobody was told why I was in the infirmary, and that suit me just fine! I
didn't want it getting out that I was a homo.  I started chasing after all
the girls at camp after getting out of the infirmary, and this day, my
birthday, I had gotten one of the girls behind one of the bunk buildings,
and we were making out.  She told me that since it was my birthday, she
would give me a present, and asked me if I wanted a blowjob.  I said SURE!
She undid my belt, and lowered my zipper.

She pulled out my dick, which was hard, and all of about 4 inches long, and
started to suck on it.  I closed my eyes, and dreamed that it was Pete.  In
my mind, Pete was sucking on my dick, and I was loving it.  I was just
about to blow my wad, when we heard voices.  Pete and his girlfriend were
standing there, and smiling.  I came right then, without any warning to the
girl.  I came in her mouth, and she was totally grossed out.  She stormed
away, and I was left with my dick sticking out of my pants.

 				  ANTHONY
 				 Book Three
 				Chapter Two

For several years, I never even thought about being gay, and just went from
one bad relationship, to another with different girls.  Pete and I spoke
very infrequently, and I was feeling very down.  It seemed that the only
sex I was getting was by my own hand.  I guess I was about 17 or so at that
point.

I got a call from Pete, and he asked me if I wanted to go on an overnight
fishing trip with him.  Of course, I said yes!  I was hoping that Pete was
trying to renew our friendship!  We packed up our stuff and headed out for
the mountains.

Pete and I talked about this and that on the way up there, nothing being
said about sex.  It seemed that every time the conversation started moving
in that direction, Pete would shy away from it.  We got to our destination,
and Pete and I started to set up our campsite.  We put up a large tent,
that we would share, set up our cooking fire, and basically gathered up
what wood we would need.  We ate our dinner, and Pete seemed to be
unusually quiet.  After eating, Pete said that we needed to get up early in
the morning, to get on the lake and fish, so he suggested we go to bed.

I couldn't think of any reason not to, so we went into the tent.  I
stripped, and started climbing into my sleeping bag, and noticed that Pete
was staring at me.  He stripped, and began to climb into his bag, when he
said something to me that shook my entire world.  Here is the conversation,
as I remember it.  .  .

"Lenny, we've been friends for more than 10 years, right?"

"Yea, sorta, why?"

"A few years ago, I told you that I knew you were gay, and I was scared
that you would make me gay.  "

"Yea, but you were wrong.  I'm not gay, as you found out later that week,
when I got that blowjob!  Then a few weeks later when we both went under
the bunks and fucked those twins!"

"Lenny, I was thinking about all that, and well, I was scared of you
because, I--I wanted YOU!"

"You WHAT?"

"I was scared because you and I were so close, and I loved you.  Every time
I've made love to a girl, I was thinking about it being me and you making
love.  Every time I got a blowjob, I dreamed it was you giving it to me.
Every time I fucked a girl, I dreamed it was your ass I was fucking.
That's why Jennifer and I broke up, because I always liked fucking her ass,
instead of her pussy!"

"You're telling me that it was YOU who were the fucking queer?  You made me
feel guilty all these years, and it wasn't me, but YOU!  Get your fucking
ass dressed, and take me home, RIGHT NOW!  And if you even LOOK at me, I'll
kill you!"

Well, Pete was in tears, and I was so pissed off!  We got dressed, and
packed the tent back up, and were on our way back home less than six hours
after we arrived.  I was thinking so much negative about Pete, that I
didn't even look inside myself at how I was truly feeling.  If I had, my
life would have been much different from then on.

				   * * *

We got home, and I stormed back to my own house, with a yell back to Pete
to NEVER talk to me again!  I was so upset at that point, that I didn't
even notice how much my best friend needed me at that point.  He called me
about an hour later, and I yelled at him that I didn't want to talk to him.
He said that he needed to talk, to explain himself.  I told him that there
was nothing to explain.  I heard him sobbing on the phone, telling me that
we could just forget it, and go on being friends.

I was appalled at the very notion.  He'd projected his condition onto me,
he had made me feel that I was somehow bad, wrong, a freak!  Now he wanted
me to forget the whole thing?  That was something I couldn't do!  I told
him that I never wanted to speak to him again, and I wish I had never known
him.

I heard him sobbing as I hung up the phone.  A few minutes later, I heard
his car start up and tear out of the driveway.  I remember thinking that if
he keeps driving like that, he was going to get into an accident, and I
actually felt sorry for him a little.  Wondering if I wasn't just a little
too hard on him.

An hour later, I heard some commotion outside and looked out the window.
There was a police car parked in Pete's driveway, and I began to get
nervous.  I walked over and saw Pete's mom crying on the cop's shoulder.  I
walked up and asked what had happened.  She grabbed me, and hugged me, and
wept into my ear that Pete was in an accident, and he died.  I was
devastated.  In my own mind, I had caused this, and I was to blame.  Had I
handled things differently, Pete would still be here.

The following Monday, I arrived at school, and opened my locker and found a
letter inside.  The letter was addressed to me, and had "Open only after
you forgive me" written on the outside.  It was from Pete.  I never opened
the letter.

                                                 ANTHONY
                                              Book Three
                                             Chapter Three

I spent the next 2 years in therapy.  I accepted the fact that Pete had
acted foolishly and was driving much to fast.  It was taught to me that I
had nothing to do with his death.  It never came out about Pete supposedly
thinking that I was gay.  I spent the next 15 years denying to myself that
I was gay.  I couldn't be!  It was Pete's problem that he projected onto
me.

That still didn't change the fact that I couldn't relate to women.  I never
had a girlfriend for more than a month or so.  I had severe trouble
"Performing" in bed.  I had feelings at times, that I blocked, and denied.
Feelings for men.

				   * * *

I was back in the present again, sitting in my bedroom, and Tony had just
turned off the water to the shower.  When he came into the bedroom, he
looked at me, and obviously noticed the tears running down my cheeks.  He
ran over to me, and hugged me.  I cried.  I finally faced the fact that I
knew all along that I was gay, and my own pride stopped me from
acknowledging it.  Pride that ultimately cost my best friend in the entire
world his life.

I told the entire story to Tony that afternoon, and when I was all
finished, he asked me if I still had the letter.  I did.  I don't know what
made me keep it, or why I could always put my hands on it.  Even during the
therapy sessions, I didn't ever open it, nor did the Doctor's ask me to.
It was something I could never part with.

Anthony told me that I needed to know what it said, and offered to open it
and read it to me.  I didn't know what to say.  Here is a boy who I was
supposed to be mentoring, and he was offering to help me through a crisis
of my own making, even if I made it some 15 years prior.  I got the letter,
and gave it to Tony.

He opened the letter, unfolded the paper, and began to read.  .  .

Lenny:

I am writing this letter to you to let you know that I love you with all my
heart and soul.  I can understand you being upset with me, but you need to
hear my side of this.

At first, I was very angry at you.  You seemed to know that you liked boys
better than girls, and I was feeling then much as I think you are feeling
now.  When that bastard back when we were 13 did that to you, I didn't even
want to associate with anyone who did stuff with other guys.  I was so
happy to find you that night getting your first blowjob.  It meant that we
could still be friends.

Over the years since, we have both had our share of girls, and I could feel
that for me, something wasn't right.  Knowing you as well as I do, I could
tell that you weren't really happy either.

I've been reading a lot over the past couple months, and accepted the fact
that I am gay a couple weeks ago.  Everything that pointed at it to me, I
also saw in you, and was banking on the fact that our long standing
friendship would hold things together while we discussed it and maybe
figured it out once and for all.

I assume it's a couple weeks since I wrote this before you're reading it.
If so, call me and we'll talk.  We don't have to do anything, just talk.  I
do love you, and there is nothing I can do to change that, I just hope that
there is a little of that love in you for me.  Afterall, we have been best
friends for a very long time.

Lenny, Please Call Me!!!

Pete

				   * * *

Tony finished reading, folded the letter neatly and placed it back into the
envelope.  He looked at the front of the envelope, and showed it to me.  I
looked at him, and with a tear in my eye, I said, "Pete, sorry it took me
so long, but, I forgive you".  Tony laid down on the bed, with his head in
my lap, and we both cried.  Me for the loss of my first true love.  Tony
because he understood why.

				***

This concludes the story up to the time when I stopped writing a few years
ago.  Let me know what you all think, and assuming the feedback is there,
I'll continue the story in the next few days.

Thanks again for reading, and also remember to support the folks at nifty.
They provide a resource for all of us, and as you can well imagine, paying
for servers, and internet isn't all that cheap.

My email is: boystory@comcast.net

Until later...

Lenny