Date: Thu, 8 Nov 2007 12:15:21 -0800 (PST)
From: the who <hippiegypsy25@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adam growing up chapter 1

I often think back to what happened that made me who I am today. My name is
Adam, I am a bi male and I think I remember when I was first interested in
other guys, I was 12.  My neighbor, Tommy, who was about a year younger
than I, were sitting on our porch at my parents home playing cards,
probably go fish.  At one point a fly landed on Tommy's crotch and he
swatted at it.

"ouch , that hurts." He cried out.  I had been hit in the nuts playing
soccer by that time so I knew it hurt him.

"Why would it hurt, you ain't got anything there," I teased him.

From the position we were sitting with one leg stretched out straight, his
foot was only inches from my groin.

Gently he tapped my crotch with his toe.

"Hey, I cried, "cut that out"

Tommy smiled and tapped my balls again. With that my other foot went to his
crotch and bumped into his nuts and cock.

I got a strange excitement from that experience.  A few days later, as we
sat on his porch playing cards again, Tommy spilled some of his lemonade on
his shorts. His mother made him go change.  I followed as Tommy climbed the
stairs to his bed room.  Once inside, he stripped off his shorts and went
for a clean pair.  His 11 year old ass looked good in his tight white
briefs, I noticed the smoothness of his butt and when he turned around, I
admired the little package that filled in the pouch of the briefs.  I never
got the nerve to try anything with Tommy and a few years later he moved
away and I never got to see what was hidden inside those briefs.

Fast forward a few years and I was just turning 15, my family and I took a
long weekend trip to see my uncle and his family in Northern New Jersey
from our home in Pennsylvania. After arriving and getting stuff settled, my
cousin, Keith who was about 8 months younger than me took me a walk through
his town.  As we walked we talked about the kind of crap, teenaged guys
talk about, hating school, baseball, and which girls we wanted to fuck.
Neither of us had done anything yet, obviously, but we talked big.  When we
returned to my uncles house, Keith and I set off for the basement where a
playroom was set up with a small pool table and a couch and a tv.  We
flopped our butts down on the couch and threw on the tv, not really
watching anything.  We continued to talk about girls and Keith kept wanting
to talk about getting a piece of some pussy.  He had become noticeably hard
during the conversation and made no effort to hide that fact.

"You pop one yet?" Keith asked.

"Yea."  Making a simple reply.

"You jerking off a lot?" he asked so matter of factly.

"At least twice a day, or I feel like I am going to bust." I told him.

"I know what you mean," he said as his hand slid down the front of his
pants.  I could see him wrap his fingers around his stiff pole.

Following his lead, I slipped my fingers into my shorts. The tip of my cock
was already oozing precum. I rubbed it around the sensitive head of my cut
cock.

I looked over at Keith and he had unbuttoned his pants and was pulling the
zipper down.  I watched in anticipation as he pushed his pants open and
pushed his briefs down below his balls and grabbed his cock and started to
stroke it.  Not wanting to be left out, I quickly did the same.

We sat side by side, stroking our cocks.  I noticed we were about the same
length but he had a smaller head it seemed.  While mine was mushroom shaped
his came more to a point.  We were both circumcised.

Keith reached down and grabbed his balls and began to squeeze them.  I on
the other hand used my free hand to pinch my nipples.  We were both
breathing heavy.  Our hands slide along our engorged dicks.  We pumped
furiously.  I was so turned on by watching Keith jerking off I almost
stopped to focus my entire attention on him.

I noticed Keith tense up and knew, if he was like me, he was ready to bust
a nut.

"Oh, fuck," Keith cried out.  "I'm going to shoot."

With that his cock erupted, semen flew from the end of his cock in an arch,
landing on his cheeks, lips and chin.  The second blast fell short of the
first distance but landed on his chest.  Subsequent volleys made a white
liquid trail down his chest and stomach.  The sight of Keith cumming was
too much for me.  My cock sent forth a stream of my own white, sticky boy
juice, landing on my chest and stomach.

When we were both spent, I looked at Keith and he still had some of his cum
resting on his chin and lips.  He looked at me and his tongue snaked from
his mouth and gathered his cum and he swallowed it back into his mouth and
down his stomach.

"Shit, I never tried that," I said.

"Taste it, it ain't that bad,"

So I did, I ran my finger through the puddle that had formed on my stomach
and gingerly stuck my cum soaked fingers into my mouth.

"Nice."  My only response.  But I knew from that point on, I wanted to
taste some ones cum. I was hooked

Keith and I jerked off a couple more times that weekend and on one
subsequent weekend when they came to visit us.  Nothing else happened
between us.  We never sucked on each other but I did get the chance to feel
his cock when we tried mutual jo.  I wish I had gotten more opportunities
to do more with him.  Unfortunately, about four years later, Keith was
killed in a motorcycle accident.  But you can't go back.


My first real experience with another guy was when I was 16.  Daryl is a
friend of mine. He is the same age as I am only a couple weeks older than
me.

One hot summer day Daryl and I came across a porn novel while walking along
abandoned train tracks near our homes. We went to my house since my parents
were at work and sat in the living room taking turns reading every word out
loud to each other.  There were multiple characters involved in a group
picnic, and it seemed that every one of the girls were spreading their legs
for one of the guys.  Cocks were in girls mouths, pussys, asses, and
between tits.  Cum seemed to fly everywhere.  One woman took on three guys,
getting her cunt, ass and mouth filled at one time and each of the guys
depositing their loads into her.  I wondered what it would be like to fuck
someone in the ass, or better to have someone fuck me.
 
When we had finished I asked him if there were any parts he wanted to
re-read.  One part he asked for was the one I wanted to read again.  It
took place in a woods between two men in a forest were they sucked each
other off.
 
After reading Daryl asked if I was hard.  I told him I was and he admitted
the same to me. "I have to do something about this" he said as he got up
and headed to the bathroom.  "Where you going?  Do it here. I don't care,
because I am going to do it too." I told him
 
We sat next to each other on the couch and pulled our shorts open and down
enough to expose our cocks and balls.  We sat three feet away from each
other pumping on our swollen dicks. I looked at Daryl's stiff cock, it was
cut, like mine, about 6 inches long surrounded by a patch of dirty blonde
curly hair just like the hair on his head.  His balls were tight against
his crotch, his left hand slid along the shaft.  I looked at my cock; it
appeared slightly larger than his.
 
A good 15 minutes went by.  We continued to stroke our cocks.  "Are you
close to cumming yet?" he asked me.  "No, not yet. Are you? You want some
help?"  "Fuck yea!" he replied
 
I reached over and grabbed hold of his cock, it felt great in my hand. It
was hard and soft at the same time.  The head of his cock was much like
mine, nice mushroom head, his balls were golf ball size and covered in a
light fuzz.  I pumped up and down a few strokes.  Daryl reached over and
grabbed my cock.  His hand felt so different from my own. We moved next to
each other and slowly pumped on each others cocks.  The sensations were
amazing. I loved the feel of his hand on mine and his cock in my hand.  It
felt so nice to have someone else stroking my meat.  We continued to stroke
each other for another 5 minutes or so.
 
"I'm going to cum.' Daryl said quietly.
 
I kept pumping on his dick.  I felt it start to pulsate in my hand and I
knew he was ready to shoot. The first blast of his hot jizz flew out of his
cock head and landed on his chest.  It was followed by several more blasts
until a white trail of his spunk lead from his pubic hair to his chest.  It
was only minutes later that I felt that tingling in my groin and my own
juice was blasting from my cock into the air and landing on me.  We looked
at each other and let out a deep breath.  It had been fantastic. I was
drained.  We cleaned up and dressed again.  .  Two days later we were
together again, alone in my house again. We had been out roaming around the
neighborhood since it was a warm summer day.  We got back to my place and
grabbed a couple drinks from the frig and headed to my bedroom.
 
"You still have that book?" Daryl asked me.
 
I had hidden it in my closet after our last encounter. "Yea, you want to
read it again?"
 
:"Sure don't you?  "I'd rather just do what we did again"
 
I reached over and grabbed his package through his shorts. He started to
grow immediately.  Daryl leaned back on the bed and let me rub and massage
his cock and balls.
 
I unfastened his shorts, unzipping them and pulled them down, exposing his
white briefs.  Daryl lifted his ass off the couch and allowed me to pull
everything down to his knees.  His cock sprang loose, standing to its full
7 inches.  As I pumped it, a small droplet of his pre-cum oozed out of the
slit.
 
I licked my lips wanting to taste it.  I had, on many occasions, tasted
some of my own pre-cum, and wondered if his tasted like mine.  I looked at
Daryl, he had his head back and his eyes closed.
 
I leaned my head closer and when my face was close enough my tongue snaked
out and licked the clear droplet from his cock.  That action caused Daryl
to really pay attention to what I was doing.
 
"That felt fuckin great. Do it some more. "I didn't need a second
invitation.  I lowered my face to the hardened boy meat before me and
opened my mouth wide.  Having never done this before, I only had what I had
read to give me direction.
 
I wrapped my lips around his circumcised head and ran my tongue over the
soft skin.  I started to slide my lips farther down the shaft.  My hand
went for his balls and began to fondle them.  Lower and lower my lips went
 
Daryl reached for my package and squeezed it. He began to pull my shorts
off of me. I stopped working on him and helped shed my shorts and shirt.
Soon we were in the 69 position, side by side.  As I felt his mouth
envelope my cock, I began to lick along the underside of his organ,
beginning at his balls and sliding my tongue to the tip.  When I reached
it, I was rewarded with another sweet taste of his precum.  I knew I was
hooked.  I began to suck again, taking every inch of his boy meat into my
throat.
 
After just a few minutes, I felt the pulsing of his young cock and knew he
was about to feed me his semen.  I had never taken a load and for an
instant debated if I should pull my mouth off him and let him squirt on my
face or drink him down and fill my belly.
 
Seconds later, he fired off his first volley of his juice into my mouth.  I
swallowed quickly and then took his second.  On the third, I pulled off and
let it and the remaining shots cover my cheek.  Having Daryl erupt into me
started me going and I told him.  He pulled my cock out of his mouth but
continued to jerk me.  My semen erupted from the tip of my cock, my volley
hit him on his forehead, nose and cheek and ran down his face.
 
Spent we both lay on our backs partially covered in jism.  I moved around
so my face was next to his and leaned over to him and licked my cum from
him.  I never felt so satisfied in my life.

End Pt 1