Date: Wed, 26 Mar 2008 09:55:58 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mark B <darkerprojects13021@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Island of Boys and Piss Part one

The story is completely true and involves young boys,adults,teens, sexual
situations, and urination.  The names have been changed but the story line
really happened.  If you are not 18 DON'T LET YOUR PARENTS Catch you or if
it is illegal to read it, Get the Stupid Laws changed!

There is NOTHING WRONG with you being queer, or gay or bi or lesbian or
transgendered. IGNORE the assholes that tell you that its wrong. What's
wrong is NOT living your life the way YOU feel led to as long as you try
your best never to hurt anyone in the process.

Remember, I love all of you and you have a friend, if you need.
Mark


The Island of Boys and Piss
A true story of one boys sexual awakenings
by Mark B.

Chapter One - It Begins

I can't tell you when it was that I realized that I had a sexual
fascination with boys pissing. It probably happened as an outgrowth of
being from a small town in upstate New York. Living where I did, it was
nearly suicidal to acknowledge an interest in penis's, let alone actively
seek them out. So to see young guys cocks, I started to gain an interest in
seeing them pee.

I remember the first time I watched a friend piss, live and in person. I
was floored. Here was a boy named Terry in my class who was heavier than
me, and everyone picked on him for being so fat. I should tell you that as
a boy I carried quite a spare tire around my middle as well, so it was not
unfathomable that we would bond in such a way. Well, we had bunked off
school one afternoon when we were about 13 years old. I had found out that
he liked smoking cigarettes and I used this as an excuse to become more
friendly with him. After agreeing to bunk off with me, we agreed to meet on
the island in our town. At the tip of the island was an area I had found
months before that was secluded, relatively easy to get to and easily
defended if we were discovered.

We both agreed to leave campus at lunch time, mine being A lunch and his
being C lunch. I rushed like a mad man to the island as soon as I was off
campus and nearly flew to the secluded spot on the island to prepare. This
was going to be great. I was going to have smokes I had stolen from my mom
and we would sit and talk and I would see if I could steer the conversation
to sex. Little did I know what he had in mind.

When Terry arrived about 30 minutes later, he was a bit winded so I offered
him a smoke and we sat smoking and talking about the people at school that
we felt abused us. I found out that he was actually a pretty thoughtful
person, he was intelligent and well spoken and he was not given to being
mean about people without reason.

When the conversation eventually turned to slightly sexual matters , I
remembered Terry mentioning that he had seen one of the 9th graders in gym
with a stiffy, or some such silliness. I think I said something like,
Really? What was that like? and he seemed to perk up slightly. He told me
that the boy had had a rather large cock and that he didn't seem shy about
other boys seeing him hard. I said that I would have died if I threw a
boner in the gym and Terry said, Nah. It's not so bad. Having boners is
normal.

I said that I agreed and that I got boners when the wind blowed and that
seemed to end that train of conversation.

About 5 minutes later, Terry told me he had to take a wicked piss, and I
said that I did too. As the area was so secure, I just stood up and started
to fumble with my fly out of nervousness. Terry on the other hand simply
pulled his cock out of pants and right there where I could see, started
pissing. I was stunned. Not only was I seeing his cock, which for 13 was
quite impressive, but he was pissing in front of me. This was turning me on
like mad.

When I finally fished my cock out of my pants, I was hard as a rock and
unable to pee. Terry noticed my condition and commented that he used to be
shy about peeing around other guys because it made him hard. I asked him
how he got over being pee shy and he said he just learned from a buddy of
his. When I pressed him more, he finally owned up that the buddy of his had
sucked his cock and then Terry had sucked his.

I felt at that moment like I couldn't breath. Here was this friend
admitting that he had sucked cock! Wow, I said, you sucked him? Yea, Terry
said. It's not so bad. Actually it can be pretty fun, he said, especially
when the sperm into your mouth. This I had NEVER thought about. What was
that like? , I asked. With that Terry knelt down and took my hard cock into
his mouth and started sucking my cock. I thought I had died and gone to
heaven. NOTHING had ever felt this good to me. After a couple moments, he
stopped and looked up at me with a sly grin and asked what I thought. I
told him it was amazing. He smiled and said, why don't you try it on me?

Well, here I was. Right where I thought I would never be. About to take a
boys cock into my mouth. This was too good to be true. I followed his
example. I knelt down and looked at his cock. It was about 4" long and
rather thick for a boy his age. I smelled a slight aroma of boy sex and
piss emanating from his underpants and found it to be intoxicating. I
leaned forward and licked the head of his cock with my tongue. The taste
was completely pleasant and so I leaned forward and took the head of his
cock into my mouth.

After a few seconds I noticed that Terry was touching the back of my
head. This is great, I thought when suddenly my mouth was filled with his
pee. Terry was pissing down my throat. And I HAD to take it. If I moved my
mouth off his cock, he would piss all over me and my mom would know
something was going on by the smell of pee on my clothes. There was nothing
for it but for me to take it. And then my mouth was full. I had to swallow
it. And I kept swallowing for what seemed like ages, but was probably only
about 30 seconds. I swallowed his piss and found out that it tasted
good. Slightly salty and very warm. I found myself getting hard all over
again knowing I was drinking this boys piss.

After he finished peeing in my mouth, I left my mouth on his cock and
started sucking him. Up and down his cock my head bobbed and soon it had
the desired effect. Now I was in control and Terry was cumming. I felt 3
shots of sperm hitting the roof of my mouth. His legs were quivering and
shaking and he was saying things like, Yes. Suck it. Swallow my load. And I
did.

After he came down from his orgasm, I threatened him. I told him if he told
anyone about what had happened I would tell everyone in his family that he
was a homo and that he had tricked me into sucking his cock. He ran off,
and I never saw him again in a sexual way. But it was not the last time I
would be on the island with boys and piss.


Chapter Two - Afterglow

After my meeting with Terry I went home. I knew my mom would be at work
until 10 pm and my dad wouldn't be home until 5 so I had no worries about
being found at home too early.

When I arrived home, I could still taste Terry's piss in my mouth and the
cum load he had shot into my mouth. It was amazing to me. I knew of men and
boys (homos in those days) that did those sort of things, and I couldn't
believe that I was one of them. But I had sucked Terry's cock, drank his
piss and swallowed his cum.

By the time I walked into the house, I again had a raging hard on.

Perhaps this would be a good time for me to describe myself. I was 13 years
old, 5'8" tall, about 180 lbs (yeah I was a chubby boy) with red hair and
blue eyes. My family was fairly poor so I never was dressed well or in
style which also led to my being socially ostracized.  My most striking
feature was my cock. At age 13 I had a 5 inch cut cock when a rather
sizable bush of red pubic hair.

So I had some time alone in the house since it was only around 1pm. My
little brother wouldn't get home until after 3 so I made myself a peanut
butter sandwich and sat down at the kitchen table to eat it. Then I
realized that I didn't have any milk to drink with it. Damn. What to
do. Then I thought, Terry's piss had tasted pretty good, I wondered what
Mine tasted like.

I got up and grabbed a drinking glass from the cupboard and went into the
bathroom. I don't know why I didn't just pee right there in the kitchen but
hey, it was 1970 and people weren't quite so sexually liberal at the time.

I undid my pants and let them fall to the floor. As I pulled down my
undies, I was already hard as a nail in anticipation. I knew that what I
was about to do was "dirty" and the thought of it was SO exciting. My boner
was so hard that I couldn't pee. I had shortly before this time found the
joy of masturbation and I knew that every time I "jo'ed" as we called it
then I had to piss, so I began my newly found ritual. I envisioned my best
friend, Keith.

Keith was a year younger than me, about 5'5" tall, slim with long brown
hair. More important to me was that I had never seen him naked. I
fantasized about him in school every day. He always wore short sleeved pull
over shirts and when he stretched I could see in the armpit of his
shirt. He had hair in his pits. Not a lot, but it was there. This fueled my
masturbatory fantasies.

I reached for some cream to jo with, and found that there was none. I
thought furiously. I hadn't yet learned that spit was a great lubricant so
I thought about what might have the same consistency of lotion. I found my
dad's bottle of Head and Shoulders Shampoo. It was thick and viscous like
lotion and I settled on that. It was thick and it worked nicely (or so I
thought) as a JO cream. Pretty soon I had cum and it was pretty good. I
took come toilet paper and wiped off my cock and pretty soon I had to
piss. I pointed my cock head into the glass and let rip and soon enough I
had a glass full of almost totally clear pee.

I lifted the glass to my nose to sniff, no dissernable smell so I thought
"In for a penny" and tipped it back. The taste was very mild. A bit salty
like Terry's had been. I really liked it. So I took my glass out to the
kitchen and ate my sandwich with a glass of fresh pee.

That night I noticed something strange happening. My prick area was sore!
Like it was burning or something. So I went into the bathroom and pulled
down my pants. My entire groin area was ALL Red and the skin on my balls
was really sore. I had no idea what was wrong, but this really hurt. I
tried to hide it from my folks and went to be.


Chapter Three - Day 2

I awoke to go to school the next day and nearly screamed. My balls hurt
like they were on fire. I pulled down my y-fronts only to see that the skin
on my nut sack was peeling off!!! Oh My God! What the fuck had I done? Was
this because I drank Terry's and my pee? Was god punishing me?

My mom was asleep and my dad was already at work, so I quick got on the
phone to Keith.

"Keith," I said,"Get over here Quick, ok?"

"What's wrong?" was his response on the other end. Keith lived about 8
houses down from me so I knew he could be here in a flash.

"I think I may have a serious problem", I told him. "Just get over here,
PLEASE."

Ten minutes later, Keith walked in the door. As we were best friends, we
each had a key to each others houses. I was about in tears. He came over to
me and a very concerned look spread over his sweet face.

"OK, I'm here.", said Keith. "What's this big emergency?"

I was at 6's and 9's. I wanted to tell him. I Needed to tell him. He was my
best friend but still we had never seen each other naked.

"I woke up this morning and there is ... well I think there is... what I'm
trying to say...."  My voice kept trailing off.

"Oh for god's sake, spill it." Keith was clearly worried and now becoming
annoyed.

"It's Really Embarrassing." I groaned.

"Hey, I'm your best friend!" Keith reminded me. "Hell! You're like my big
brother. There is nothing you can't tell me."

I was near sobbing now. I wanted, I NEEDED to tell Keith the truth, but if
I did he would hate me. I couldn't lose my best friend. But the pain in my
ball sac was too much for me to take.

"Yesterday I...", I started and my voice broke.

"Yeah? Yesterday you what?" Keith's eyes were getting moist. He really was
my best friend.

"Yesterday I jerked off." I told him softly. He looked at me like I had
just told him the color of his hair.

"So?", he said, somewhat embarrassedly.

"Well, I didn't have any lotion so I used something else." I told him.

"Well for god's sake, what?"

"I used my dad's shampoo." I told him, turning every shade of red
imaginable.

"His Head and Shoulders?", he asked.

"Yeah.", I admitted. "And now the skin on my nuts is peeling off."

Keith looked at me with eyes the size of... well I don't know what. They
were huge. It took him a moment to regain his composure. When he had he
started giggling.

"It's NOT Funny, you ass hole!", I nearly screamed. "It fucking hurts."

"I'm sorry.", he said between giggles. "I know it does. I'm not laughing at
you hurting." Another fit of giggles. "I'm laughing because I did the same
thing."

"You did?". I was incredulous. Keith Jerked off? "Did the same thing
happen?"

"Yup! You didn't wash off your nuts and the shampoo burned your sack." He
sounded so much wiser than his 12 years. "Go in the bathroom, shower and
wash your balls really good, and when you get out, put some baby oil on
them."

"I Don't have any." I reminded him. " That's why I used the shampoo."

Keith looked at me closely.

"Ok, Get in the shower. I'll see if your mom has any diaper rash cream from
the baby."

I went into the bathroom and started showering. The hot water felt good on
my back and body, but it hurt my nuts like crazy. A couple minutes later I
was standing wrapped in a towel when Keith opened the bathroom door.

"Here," he said handing me a tube of something. "There was some cocoa
butter. This will help." He left the bathroom and went out into the
kitchen. I put the cream on my balls and the pain subsided dramatically. I
dressed and joined him in the kitchen where he had made us both a bowl of
cereal and a cup of coffee. (YEA we drank coffee all the time).

As we ate our breakfast, sitting next to each other at our accustomed
places at the table, Mom came down.

"Morning boys." my mom said. "The baby still asleep?"

Keith spoke first.

"Yes mom.", He always called my mother mom. "I checked on him while Mark
was showering."

Mom just smiled as she poured a cup of coffee, thanked us and went into the
babies room. Keith looked at me between spoonfuls of cereal and finally
spoke.

"What made you have to.. well you know.. yesterday that bad?"

"I can't tell you now. Ask me while we're walking to school, OK?" was my
reply.

About 45 minutes later, Keith and I were on our daily 45 minute walk to
school. Living in a really small town sometimes sucked. You could only ride
the school bus if you lived more than an hour's walk from the school. What
a pain. I spoke first.

"You asked why I was.. You know.. jerking yesterday?" I started, somewhat
sheepishly.

"Yea. I mean ..." Keith was clearly interested and embarrassed at the same
time. "What could have gotten you so worked up that it couldn't have
waited?"

I knew I had to tell him the truth. This was my best friend. Like he said,
we might as well be brothers. We loved each other. If I couldn't tell him
the truth, who could I tell. I took a deep breath, stopped walking and
prepared to speak.

"I think I may be a homo." I said very softly. Keith stopped dead in his
tracks and turned to look at me with wide eyes again.

"What the hell did you say?" he asked.

"Um... I think I may be homo." I said. OK, now I was regretting this. I
could just see him pounding my face into pulp now.

"What makes you think your a homo?", he asked, not without a mild hint of
anger.

"Yesterday... the reason I was so worked up..." I started slowly, "I sucked
a boys cock and ate his cum." There I had said it. It was all out there
now. Either he was going to punch me out and walk away or something. I was
shaking in fear and anticipation. It took Keith a LONG time to respond.

"OK.", was all he said, very quietly.

"OK?", I said, "Is that all you have to say?" I couldn't believe it.

"Yeah." was his reply.

We were silent then for several blocks. We had continued walking towards
school. Finally the silence was too much for me.

"So I guess you hate me now." I said.

He stopped again and looked at me with a tear running down his cheek.

"HOW COULD YOU SAY THAT?" He screamed at the top of his voice!

"What?" I was totally confused now. "That I'm a homo? Well Homo's suck
cocks right? I sucked Terry's cock and ate his stuff. HELL I even drank his
piss. I Guess that qualifies me as a card carrying homo, now doesn't it?"

"No," he replied so softly that I could hardly hear him. "How could you say
I hate you? You are my big brother. I CHOSE you to be my big brother. I
Fucking love you, you ass hole. Even if your the biggest 'Mo on the planet,
I will ALWAYS Love you."

Now it was my turn to start crying. All the pent up fear and emotional
upset finally boiled to the surface like Old Faithful. I was relieved that
Keith didn't hate me, but was he like me? I was so confused.

"Keith, I Love you too.", I said. "And I don't ever want us not to be
brothers and best friends." I took him in my arms and held him close. This
was not unusual for us. We were normally quite free about showing affection
to each other. Hugging and the occasional discreet kiss on the cheek was a
normal everyday thing. He gently pushed me back from the hug.

"OK, I Love you, and you love me," he started, speaking very slowly and
carefully. "We both know that. We've been best friends since forever. That
doesn't change. BUT... I'm not like that. I don't wanna sex up with a boy,
not even you. I think its kind of gross actually. So please don't try to
talk me into it." He took a huge deep breath. "I'm ALWAYS gonna be your
friend, but we're going to pretend you never told me you're a homo. OK?
Just this part never happened and we're still the same. I love you and you
love me and we're best friends and brothers."

I couldn't control my emotions any more. I sat down on the side of the road
and started sobbing.

"Keith," , I started." I didn't even know I was a homo until yesterday. I
never even thought about you that way. Please don't hate me." All I could
do was cry. He sat down next to me and put his arm around my waist.

"I could never hate you. I don't like you sometimes 'cuz you act like an
ass hole, but I still love you." With that he leaned over and kissed my
cheek softly and stood up. "Come on, we'll be late for school.", was all he
said.


Chapter Four - Terry and the Butt Pirates

About a week passed from my ball burning incident and I had not had any
situations crop up sexually. And Keith was as good as his word. We had a
sleep over Thursday night, as we had Friday off from school. It was just
like before. We slept in the same bed, I woke up in the middle of the night
to pee and found him, as always, curled up to my back, spooning me.

Saturday was a beautiful May day, bright and sunny so I told my parents I
was going to the island to fish. Gathering my pole and tackle I set out
around 8am.

By the time I got to the island it was around 9 and there was no one
about. I put my favorite lure on the line and threw it in. Now it was time
to set up my area. I pulled out the blanket I brought to use as a cushion
on the rocks, my bag lunch (peanut butter sandwiches with Potato Chips in
them ) and my canteen. I had "Filled" my canteen the night before. I had
specifically decided to spend the day drinking pee so I went the WHOLE day
Friday not peeing unless it was absolutely nessesary. When I did I would
pee out the first few seconds and then capture the rest in my canteen.

So here I was, on the island, fishing and drinking my own pee. Time passed
and eventually I heard a rustling in the weeds. As I said before, this was
a great place because you could see before you were seen and there were
many places to hide.  I went over to my best vantage point and saw Terry
walking up the path. But he was not alone. He had another boy about our age
with him.

I hid in the bushes as they walked up.

"Mark?" Terry called out. "Are you around? I brought a buddy to meet you."

I looked from my vantage point and saw that his buddy was actually older
than us. He was probably 16 or 17 years old. 6 foot tall with blondish red
hair. He looked pretty good to me. I decided to tough it out and stood up.

"Hey Ter.. How you doing?" I said, trying to sound casual.

"Great. " Terry replied. "This is the buddy I told you about. Mark meet
Allan. Allan taught me about cock."

Allan walked over and took my hand. I thought he was going to shake my hand
but he pulled my hand up to his face and took my thumb into his mouth.

"Mmmmmmm." Allan said. "He likes cock all right. I can taste cum on his
thumb."

I was freaking out. Here was a "big boy" standing in front of me and he was
sucking my thumb. This was weird.

"Told you he was like you, man." Terry commented. "Dude, when I got him on
his knees, he drank my pee like it was beer." Allan's eyes brightened at
that.

"Yeah, ok Terry, "I started, "I drank your pee and then I ate your
stuff. Big deal. All that proves is your as much a homo as me." I was
getting pissed. This Allan guy still had my thumb in his mouth and now he
wasn't just sucking my thumb he was using his free hand to play with his
dick inside his jeans. Terry noticed this immediately.

"Hey relax," he said. "I'm not here to give you a hard time. Well not time,
but I can think of a couple HARD things you might like." With that he
pulled his cock out of his pants. It was soft and he started to piss. Right
on my jeans. Allan saw this and dropped to his knees, trying to swallow all
of Terry's piss. I won't deny that seeing this got me hard right away.

"So," I asked, "What are you guys doing here?"

"Allan here wanted to meet you, and he said he has something new to teach
me that he thought I would like." Terry said with a glint in his eyes.

"Yeah?" I asked intrigued. Terry by now had finished pissing in Allan's
mouth and he stood up and looked at me.

"Yup." Allan started. "I make no attempt to hide that I'm a homo. I LOVE
sucking cocks, I love eating sperm and I love drinking piss. But the thing
I love more than anything in the world is to have two young boys, one in my
mouth pissing and cumming and the other one fucking my ass and them
pissing." I was freaking out.

"You mean you like pee up your butt?" I couldn't believe what I was
hearing.

"Yeah." Allan said with his eyes glistening. "It's so hot. Wanna try it? I
just drank Terry dry so I guess it won't be him." Allan was stroking
Terry's cock and it was getting impressively large and thick. Then I
noticed that something was different about Terry's cock. As he pulled off
his pants and his underpants, I noticed that Terry didn't have any pubes
any more. Where there had once been quite a full bush of hair over his
cock, now it was just smooth skin.

"Terry,", I asked, "What happened to your hair?"

"Well,"Terry started slowly, " I spent the night at Allan's last night. We
were making out and sucking all night. Then Allan said my pubes smelled
funny. He went into the bathroom. I thought he was gonna get a washcloth,
but when he came out he had his razor. He shaved off all my hair down
there. Isn't that hot?"

I reached out to feel his smoothness. I had to admit it Did feel really
cool. Just then I noticed that Allan had taken off all his cloths. He was
standing there naked,not one hair on his body. And his cock looked
funny. Not only did it point to the left but it didn't look like there was
a head on it.

"Allan, were you in an accident with your cock?". I asked.

"No," he said, "Why?"

"Well, it looks like the head of your cock got chopped off."I said. Allan
Laughed.

"No Silly." he said with a genuine smile. "I'm Uncut." I must have had the
I'm stupid look on my face because he continued. "When baby boys come outta
their mothers, they have extra skin on their cocks. It's called foreskin.
The doctors usually cut it off before your like 2 days old. But I was real
sick as a baby, so mine never got cut off."

I reached over and touched Allan's cock. It was hard and the extra skin
slipped over the head and it popped out. Allan was breathing harder now.

"Why don't you kneel down and drink from Allan, Mark." Terry suggested. "It
really seemed like you liked it the other day." With a moments hesitation,
I followed his suggestion. I knelt onto the ground and Allan pointed his
uncut cock in the direction of my mouth. I was about to take it in my mouth
when Terry stopped me.

"Wait. Let me show you a neat trick." Terry grabbed Allan's cock in his
hand and pulled all the skin over the head of his cock. It made it look
like there was a straw on the end.

"Here. Put just the skin in your mouth." Terry said. "Pretend its a milk
straw and use it like you were drinking milk at school." I did what he
suggested. I took about 1/2 an inch of his skin between my lips. It was
like a straw and so I started sucking from it. Allan's pee started almost
immediately and I was able to suck it out like milk from a carton. And it
tasted really good too.

Terry was getting harder as he watched me drink Allan's piss, and the
feeling of Allan stroking his hard cock. I reached over and took Terry's
cock out of Allan's hand as Allan's piss started to slow down. It had been
nice. I Looked at Terry's cock and Allan's cock and I was amazed at how
different they were. Terry's was short and thick and Allan's was long and
thin with foreskin. I liked them both.

"Terry," Allan said. "I think we should show Mark what we were doing last
night, you think?"

"Sure" was Terry's simple reply. With that Allan bent his naked body
forward and exposed his butt hope. Not that that wasn't surprising enough,
but Terry leaned forward and started to kiss and lick Allan's ass. Allan
started moaning.

"Terry," I asked, "What the fuck are you doing?"

"I'm getting him ready for my cock, man. I'm going to fuck him!"

Now I knew what fucking was... but I thought you had to have a pussy in
order to fuck. It never occurred to me that boys could fuck in their ass
holes. As I watched Terry stood up and spit a big old hocker into his hand
and rubbed it all over his cock and in one smooth move he slid his thick
cock deep into Allan's ass. Allan moaned like he was in heaven, grabbed me
and took my cock into his mouth.

So there we were. Terry fucking Allan's ass and me fucking his face. This
was too good to be true. I could feel the first wave of orgasm starting to
build in my balls and I told Allan so. He stopped sucking my cock, but kept
it in his mouth. Mean time Terry was sweating bullets. He was fucking Allan
hard and fast. Suddenly he gasped.

"Ummmmmm I'm Cumming!" He said in a hoarse whisper. "Filling your man hole
with cum."

Allan resumed sucking me and I knew it would be soon. Suddenly I knew I was
going to cum. I told Allan and he just moaned around my cock. I Came 4 or 5
shots of cum into his mouth. It was amazing. I was breathing hard, Terry
was leaned over Allan, his asshole still filled to the brim with teen aged
cock.

I knew from experience that after I cum I always have to piss. And Allan
had said he wanted to drink it... So I relaxed my muscles the best I could
and my piss started flowing.

"Hey Terry," I said " He's really drinking it. This is cool."

I looked over at Terry and his eyes were closed. He had a contented look on
his face.

"Are you peeing in his butt?" I Asked.

Terry didn't speak, he just nodded his head yes. Now Allan was really
full. Two loads of sperm and after that two piss loads as well.

We spent the rest of the morning on the island. Allan drinking our piss and
sucking us off. Terry actually apologized to me for tricking me, telling me
he thought I was cool about homo stuff and that he wanted us to be cock
buddies. At that I forgave him and after a little coaching from Allan, I
ate Terry's asshole enough and slipped my hard 5 incher up his ass and
fucked him. After I came I pulled out and Allan sucked all the cum and
traces of poop off my cock. I didn't get any fish, but it was a great
morning.


Chapter 5 - I learn about my family

Terry and I saw each other quite often that summer on the island. Every
time we had the same routine. I would drink his piss fresh from his cock,
then I would suck him off then I would lick his ass hole and fuck him. One
time, he even wanted me to piss in his ass after fucking him. It was great.

There were other boys tho that I was VERY interested in. One was a younger
boy. He was in 5th grade, but someone told me his cock was huge for his
age. His name was Jamie and I set out trying to find out for myself.

Allan was also around once in a while and that was nice too, although Allan
acted like a girl too much for me to be comfortable with. But I did enjoy
sucking his cock and pissing down his throat. One day he and Terry joined
me on the Island and we all pissed into a big water jug. Then all three of
us jerked off into the combined piss. We spent the rest of the day drinking
from that bottle. It was so dirty cool I loved it. But Back to Jamie.

Allan didn't know him and neither did Terry. I mentioned his name once to
Keith and he told me that he thought he was friends with his younger
brother Stevie. After supper one night I asked Stevie if he knew
Jamie. Stevie's face turned all kinds of red.

"Um, Yeah, I mean I guess I do" answered the boy of 9.

"Well, someone told me that I should meet him. They said he was really cool
and played checker's really well." That part about the checkers was a
lie. Stevie looked really strange.

"I don't think you would like him, Mark." Stevie said. "He does some weird
things."

I was definitely intrigued now.

"Stevie, what do you mean weird things?" I asked when Keith wasn't in the
room.

Stevie looked really flustered and embarrassed. I tried to reassure him.

"Stevie, I'm like your big brother, aren't I?" I asked.

"Well yeah. I mean I really love you." He said very reassuringly.

"Then there is nothing you can't tell me in secret and know I won't tell a
soul."

"Well, Jamie... "Stevie stammered at first."He sucked my wiener one day." I
was about floored. Little Stevie had gotten a blow job.

"How do you feel about that?" was all I could ask.

"You're not mad at me for it?" Stevie's eyes were wide now.

"Hell no." I said softly. "It's your cock and if you want a boy to suck it,
that's cool with me as long as you don't get forced into it."

"Well, it was pretty good." Stevie's face twisted up a little. "Then he
wanted me to pee in him. In his mouth. That just sounded so nasty. But he
kept begging me so, I did. And he drank my pee. ALL of it! " This Jamie was
sounding like my kind of boy.

"So did he make You do anything?" I asked, trying to hide my excited cock
in my jeans.

"Well, he asked me to try sucking him, but I was too chicken when I saw how
big it was." Stevie said with some resolve. "I mean it was almost as big as
Keith's." So Keith has a big cock? I never thought about that.

"Well, You NEVER told me anything, Stevie," I told him. "I'm going to
pretend nothing got said. So don't worry. I won't tell anyone."

"Is Jamie a homo?" Stevie asked. "Is he a bad boy?"

"Homo's aren't bad, Stevie." I started. "Just other people don't get what
it is that they like or why they like it."

"Do you?" Stevie asked with genuine curiosity.

"I think I do, why?" I had to press it forward. "Do you think that you're a
homo?"

Stevie studied my face for a long long second. He seemed to be making a
desicion. Then he spoke.

"I don't think so, but it was kind of fun so I guess if I was it would be
ok with me." Stevie said thoughtfully. "But would you still love me?" That
last question rocked me. I reached down and hugged Stevie close to me.

"Lil Man, I will ALWAYS Love you." I told him from the heart. "Keith and I
Chose to be brothers and that included all you kids. Don't you EVER think I
won't love you." And I lightly kissed the top of his head. As I did that I
noticed that my denim encased hard on was right on Stevie's cheek. He
looked up and whispered to me...

"Are you?"

I leaned down and whispered in his ear.

"Yes, and Keith knows. He's not a homo and doesn't want to try it and
that's really ok. But he still loves me." I took a deep breath. "Do you
still love me knowing I'm a queer?"

Stevie's answer was physical rather than verbal. He leaned up and took me
around the neck with both arms. Being a slight boy, it was easy for me to
hold him like that. In fact, many were the nights I would carry him to bed
when he couldn't stay awake with the "big boys".  I stood straight up, with
Stevie dangling from my neck when he softly kissed me. On the lips.

"You better not do that when any one else is around, " I warned softly, "or
they will figure out that you want to be a homo." I smiled my big brother
smile.

"Do you want to really meet Jamie to play checkers?" Stevie asked with a
grin. "or do you want to meet him to have him suck your wiener?"

"What do you think? " I asked him.

"I think I should let Jamie suck my wiener and then tell him he needs to
suck my biggest brother or I will tell everyone he drinks pee." He smiled a
smile of power and kissed my cheek.


Chapter 6 - Meeting Jamie

Stevie was as good as his word. Two days later, he called my house and
asked to speak to me. My mom was a bit surprised as usually the only calls
I got were from Keith, but she handed me the phone.

"Mark," Stevie's voice was excited. "Jamie is coming over tomorrow to play
in my fort out by the swamp. He wants to..." his voice trailed off.

"Cool, buddy." I was getting excited too. "Do you want me to wait for you
to call me or what?"

"No," Stevie said. "I'd feel better if you were there."

"You want me to watch?" I asked. This could be super hot.

"No. " Stevie lowered his voice to a whisper." I want you to play with us."

My head was spinning. Here was one of the cutest little boys I had ever
met. Stevie was a doll and he was going to get a bj from his buddy who was
apparently hung and he wanted me to play too.

"What time?" I asked.

"Well, " Stevie was obviously thinking fast. "You get home like half an
hour before us so we will come there right after school. Can you be there
when we get there?"

"Sure. No sweat. See you then." This was amazing. I couldn't wait till
tomorrow afternoon.

School was an ass wipe the next day. Keith was sick so I went alone. As
Keith was really about the only Real friend I had in school, I spent most
of the day just bored.

Finally the bell rang. 2:20! Schools out. My cock immediately started to
get hard. Then I started thinking about this. Why was my cock getting hard
about little boys? Isn't that kind of strange? I put the thought out of my
mind as I raced to the fort.

The boys and Keith and I had built the fort last summer. It was pretty
neat. It had 2 rooms.

The main room was where we hid all our "dirty books" and stuff. The second,
smaller one was where we went pee. There was a coffee can in there to piss
into. We had learned a long time ago to remember to empty it into the
woods, because we forgot one day for a couple of days and came back and it
reeked in the fort.

I went into our improvised bathroom to piss. I pulled out my dick and
started to pee and something splashed. There was already pee in the can. It
didn't stink so it must be pretty fresh. Had someone found our fort? I
knelt down and touched the sides of the can, and it was WARM. This was
Fresh pee. This got me so horny. Ever since that first time with Terry, I
had admitted to myself that I loved the taste of piss. So much so that even
in school I would secretively cup my hand in my piss flow to get at least a
taste. At home, I had a regular glass I peed into every day and drank it.

I picked up the can and tipped it to my mouth. I was going to drink a
stranger's piss. The pee started to flow out of the can into my mouth. It
was very strong, almost acrid but I swallowed it anyway. I could feel it
coating the back of my mouth as I swallowed. Then I heard voices
coming... Stevie and Jamie. It must be.

I quickly hid in our improvised bathroom and pulled the blanket door
down. Sure enough it was Stevie and Jamie. Their voices were muffled as
they entered but I heard Stevie talking as he was nearest to me.

"So are you gonna suck me?", Stevie asked. I heard mumbling. I felt the
blanket door move a bit and dared to peek out. There was Stevie with his
cute little 3 inch cock sticking out of his jeans and the Jamie boy was on
his knees licking his cock head. That was so hot to see.

Stevie noticed me peeking over him and smiled. Nice cock, I thought. I
looked at Jamie. He was as pretty as everyone said. LONG blond hair and a
big cock for a boy his age. Obviously puberty hadn't hit yet, but it was
still impressive.

I knew I wanted to play with these two. Just as I was making up my mind how
I was going to do it, Stevie took that out of my hands.

"I think you would like my big brother." Stevie said between deep sighs of
pleasure as Jamie's lips dragged up and down his smaller shaft. "His cock
is huge and he shoots sperms."

Jamie looked up, dropped Stevie's cock and said," Are you saying you want
me to suck your brother while you watch?"

Stevie just smiled and nodded.