Date: Tue, 10 Feb 2004 17:43:45 -0800 (PST)
From: sam smith <boy85au@yahoo.com>
Subject: Eamon and I

Hi my names Simon and i'm 18 yrs old and I live In Australia. This is the
second story I have written and it is about my sexual adventures with a boy
a year younger then me named Eamon. The other story I wrote was a bout me
and his brother Joel. If you have not read it yet it is called "Joel and
I". The following story starts off when I was in year 7 in the February of
97 when I was 12 years old and Eamon was 11.

When my younger brother entered kindergarten he became friends with a boy
named Joel and His mother, Jackie, and our mother also became instant
friends and my mum use spend a lot of time over at Jackie's house and
Jackie at ours. At that time I was in year 5 and for the next two years the
families became really close. Jackie had 2 other children as well as Joel
aged 1 and 8 and one on the way. She also had a son, Eamon, a year younger
then me who lived with his father in the country.

When I was in year seven I was told that Eamon would be coming to the city
to visit his mum who he had not seen in 6 years and his other brothers and
sisters who he had not met yet, as well as their father. Eamon stayed with
his mum for two weeks before he went back to his dads and I only met him
twice. We didn't really chat much so we didn't get along that great I
wasn't about to make friends with some one who was only here for a short
while.

Three weeks after Eamon had left I was staying at my grandmas on the Friday
night, the next morning I was going to the movies to see the spice girls
movie (how lame) with some mates of mine. Saturday morning I woke up to my
mum's voice. She informed me that Joel's dad, Trevor, had died the previous
night and I should stay home instead. I wasn't impressed, it was sad that
some one had died but I didn't really know him much and I really wanted to
go to the movies.

The funeral was to be held on the following Thursday and I was told that
Eamon would be arriving on the Wednesday to attend. Any way, the funeral
went by and Eamon told his mum he would like to live with her and the
arrangements were made. Eamon and I became friends after he had moved into
his mums. He came to my house one day with his mum and I took him out to
show him around the area, where all the cool kids hang out, where the shops
are, were all the parks are. We didn't live in a very big area so it didn't
take long. Two days later I was invited over to his house as his mum had
gone out with the kids and he was home alone.

We decided to go explore the bush land behind his house, which took up a
good part of the day. We arrived back home at around 1pm and sat in the
lounge listening to music. I suggested a game of truth or dare and he
agreed. We started of as the game always dose, a whole heap of truths and a
whole heap of stupid questions. I started to get serious and asked him if
he had jacked off before. He didn't like the question so he picked dare, I
just laughed in my head and dared him to tell me if he had jacked off
before. He recognized defeat and told me he had, and as you do he dared me
to answer the same question.

One thing you should know about me is that I have always been abnormally
horny. My first sexual experience was at 5 with my cousin Aaron and by the
time I had entered year 7 I had experimented with more the 8 guys. So of
course my answer to the jacking off question was yes, though I wasn't about
to tell him that I jacked off thinking about guys. Thinking back now I knew
I was gay then, though at the time I didn't know it, I just knew I liked
fooling around with guys.

After that question I got brave and dared Eamon to go hump his pillow
(gimme a break, I was 12 after all) He agreed but only if I did it and I
wasn't aloud to watch him, I agreed. He went into the room and came out
5min later and said it was my turn, I did it and was just as quick, it
wasn't much fun. We went back into the lounge and he dared me to take my
pants off. This was easy, I had no shame, and any excuse to get naked was
good enough for me. So I did it, I removed my shorts and my tighty whiteys
and sat there in all my glory. Eamon knew what was coming next and removed
his pants before I could even dare him. Now I had seen a lot of cock at
that age but his was the biggest I had seen yet. Mine would have only have
measured 3inch flaccid but even at 11 he was at least 5inch though mine was
much thicker. It was beautiful. I had to have it.

After about 5min sitting there naked his mum pulled up and we had to
quickly get dressed and our fun was over for the day. I cant remember if we
actually did any thing in the time he lived in that house but I know that
about a month after that his mum sold the house and they moved into one
closer to ours. 2 days after they had moved into it I was invited to spend
the night. The month leading up to that I had done nothing but jack off
thinking about that cock and how I would be able to get a hold of it. This
was my chance, a whole night sleeping in the same room as him, and to my
delight he had a queen size bed so we would also be sleeping in the same
bed.

That night we climbed into bed, both in our underwear and lay there
chatting about school and sports. I (as I always do) turned to conversation
to sex. I asked him had he ever done it and admitted to me he hadn't, he
asked me and I told him I fooled around but I had to make up some fake
girls named instead off telling him it was guys I had done. He seemed
impressed and started to ask me what I had done. I'd told him I had received
hand jobs and blowjobs but that was all. The room was dark but I could
still see the sheet rising up into a tent in the crutch area. I asked him
if he wanted to jack off and he said he did, so we pulled back the sheet
and pulled our undies off and started to go at it. He reached his dry
orgasm before I had so he put his jocks back on and went to sleep, it was
no fun doing it with out him watching so I slid mine back on and lay back
down.

He was lying on his back all night asleep. I couldn't sleep, all I kept
thinking about was his cock and how good it looked being wanked. I called
his name to see if he was awake but he didn't stir. I pulled back the sheet
and could faintly see the out line of his cock through his underwear. I
leaned my head in close to his crouch and inhaled the sweet smell of his
boy cock. I extended my tongue and liked it through the cotton. We I was
assured Eamon was in a deep sleep I carefully removed my undies and managed
to slip Eamons down to his ankles with out waking him. I kneeled over his
legs and bent down to study his cock, like mine it had no signs of puberty,
not a hair to be seen. I extended my tongue and ran it over his balls
leaving a saliva trail as I went. Man he tasted so nice.

I opened my mouth and with my hand raised his limp dick into my mouth and
started to suck on it. Not only was it the biggest I had had in my mouth
but it was the nicest. I sucked and sucked until he was hard and kept
sucking until I thought I was going to burst. I moved closer up his body
until his cock was pointing up to my ass hole. I had not yet lernt about
anal fucking but I knew it felt good to have something rub my hole. I sat
there moving back and forth rubbing his cock up my crack. Feeling his hard
pole on my ass was enough to send me over the edge so I grabbed my cock and
jerked it with all my might until I had the biggest orgasm up to date. I
had to bite my lip so not to scream in joy. I rolled off Eamon who rolled
over onto his side and resumed sleeping, still with no undies on. I was
still horny, more so now I had tasted Eamon. With his back to me I moved in
closer and positioned my now limp cock between his ass checks and starting
humping him softly in his sleep until I was hard again right between his
cheeks. I put my arm around his shoulders and began rubbing his chest down
to his cock as I was slowly rubbing my cock up and down his ass hole. I
started to get more reckless. I didn't care if he woke up, it felt too
good. I started to move up and down faster. With his still hard cock in my
hand, matching the rhythm of my cock in his ass with his cock in my hand.
After a minute I felt him tense up and his ass cheeks clamped hared onto my
dick sending up both into orgasms that lasted what seemed like hours.

At the end of it Eamon was still asleep. I learnt from that night on that
Eamon could sleep during a war. I didn't bother pulling Eamons underwear
back up though I did pull mine up. I fell asleep smiling.

I awoke the next morning to see Eamon awake. He had no idea what had
happened. He said good morning and got up to go to the toilet. He had his
underwear back on so he must have thought he had pulled them down him self
and nothing was mentioned.

That was the first time Eamon and I had actually done any thing though it
doesn't really count considering he didn't know about it. He still doesn't.

I don't know how it happened but over the next few years' sex became a
common thing for Eamon and I. It started not long after the first time. We
would spend every Friday night together. My mum and his mum would go out
and we would be home alone. We'd spend all night fucking. We would start in
my room and move into the kitchen, then the lounge and even out side all in
the one night. For the first years we would start off knowing that we would
be fucking that night but never admitting it to each other. We would start
by playing truth or dare, or looking at porno's but we would always end up
the same way, standing over the toilet ball emptying each others loads
after a long night fucking. The three years following that it became more
regular. It went from one night a week to twice a week, then to every
night, and I mean every night. Mondays through to Thursdays I would sneak
out of the house at Midnight and walk to Eamons. I would sneak in through
his window and we would spend the night giving each other head, 69ing and
fucking each other silly.

So for five years we'd been fucking and then all of a sudden we stopped.
Eamon decided he'd get him self a Girl Friend. I wasn't happy. I knew that
the day would come but it still came as a shock. We stayed friends but he
started to spend more and more time with her until he had lost all his
mates. They were dating for 6mths and Eamon and I had stopped seeing each
other at all. On occasions I would message him on MSN but he was always too
busy.

One night I was really horny, like majorly. So I decided to SMS him and ask
what he was doing. To my surprise he messaged back and said I should come
over because he was bored. I was there in minutes.

I went in and he was on the computer. His mum wasn't home and the rest of
the kids were in bed. I sat down on the computer with him and we started
chatting. I asked him how his girl friend was and he informed me that they
had broken up that day. He was kinda upset but I had no problem being
rebound boy. We just continued chatting and I asked him if he wanted to do
it. I thought he was going to say no but with out a word he stood up and
dropped his pants and boxers. My pant felt like they were going to
explode. With in a flash I was down on my knees sucking him off.  It was
like heaven. I knew how an alcoholic felt when they would give up and the
start drinking again. Having his huge cock inside my mouth again was
bliss. I couldn't get enough.

We took our little sex-capade to the couch in the lounge room where I
quickly lifted his legs in the air and inserted my unlubricated cock into
his tight ass. He scream `Oh fuck yeah' so loud it would have woken the
dead. I pumped with all my might. Feeling my cock swell in side his tight
ass as he fondled my balls was the greatest. Every thing was back to how it
was meant to be. I pumped, and pumped. Pushing my cock all the way in his
all and pulling out just before my cock came out and then ramming in back
in with suck force the couch moved from underneath him. I pumped until I
felt my balls tighten. I was getting the feeling I love most in the
world. And then it came, wave after wave of bliss as I felt my seed spew
into his ass. I leaned in a stuck my tongue down his throat to stop my self
from screaming.

After the last drop I pulled out of him. I was wasted. My legs were numb,
but we weren't finished. He got up of the couch and led me across to the
computer again. He sat down on the chair and pulled me over him. Spreading
my ass cheeks as he went he lowered my down on his cock. Slowly I slid down
his pole until I felt his pubic bush rub against my balls. It felt so
good. Even though my legs were sore I had strength enough for this. I
slowly lifted up off his cock and went back down. I continued slowly the
whole time looking at him. I was getting aroused again. I started to move
up and down faster. I tore my eyes away from him and looked over his
head. I could see through the kitchen into the family room. I started to
pump his cock up my ass faster and faster. The sweat was dripping off both
of us. He had his head tilted back. His eyes rolling. I was going faster
and faster. Eamon tensed up. I could feel his cock swell inside of my. He
was breathing like he had run a mile. I knew what was coming and I couldn't
wait. Then I felt it. His hot jism fill my ass. He started to moan loudly
and mouth words like Fuck and Shit. At that moment I saw his youngest
brother walk past the kitchen. I was worried but I didn't care who saw. He
turned around and walked back to his room. I didn't know if he saw but if
he didn't it was pure luck. Eamon was still thrashing his hips into my
ass. Fucking me hared and hared as wave after wave of his cum filled my
ass.

I sat there on top of him with his now softening cock on my ass for
ages. We were just kissing. Tongues lashing at each other's. When I felt
his cock leave my ass we decided to clean up and get dressed. It was
getting late and his mum would be home soon so I decided to leave. We
started fucking again for months after that night, even though his girl
friend and him go back together for a week but he left her. He told me the
reason she left him in the first place was because he couldn't get an
erection but he told me that as long as he was thinking of me he had no
problems. He decided to break up with her again after I told him I didn't
like her and that I wouldn't keep having sex with him as long as they were
dating.

About six months after that his mum and him had an argument and she kicked
him out. I was at a party that night when he came to my place but because
no one was home he went to another mates house and move in there for a
while. I was spewing. If I had been home he would have stayed with me for a
while. After a week he moved away with some other mates and I don't see him
now. Though I know if I do see him again it should be a fun night.


Thanks for reading
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