Date: Fri, 1 Oct 2004 20:18:59 -0400 (EDT)
From: Larry Dune <peterpan_s2000@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Adventures of Aaron & Taylor's Sexual Exploration

I have thought about writing about my own sexual adventures growing up for
many years. Today I decided to write about my first experience with another
boy. This story contains content regarding the sexual adventures of two
boys. If this type of material offends you in any way or if you under the
legal age (18) in your country for viewing this type of material stop
reading now. This story and ones to follow are based on the true sexual
experiences in my life. All sexual activity was mutual agreed upon by both
parties involved.


Adventures of Aaron and Taylor's Sexual Exploration

It was a nice sunny afternoon up at the lake that we had camped at ever
since I was six years old. Ever since we moved out of the big city to a
small suburban town my parents took my brothers and me camping at a lake
with a bunch of other families from our local congregation. The summer this
story takes place is the summer I turned eleven.

None of my close friends from the neighborhood went camping with us. The
closest people in age for me to hang out with at the campground was either
my older brother Devin who was 13 or Aaron who was 9. I walked to school
everyday with Aaron's sister so I new him verily well. My older brother had
hit an age where he didn't want me around anymore so my only choice of camp
friend was Aaron. And a lot of that wasn't by choice. He would show up at
our campsite every morning as soon as breakfast was over and would want to
go fishing or canoeing or hiking.

Before I get too far ahead let me describe myself. My name is Taylor and I
was at this time as I already said almost 11. I was average height for the
age, freckles, blonde hair, and blue eyes, not skinny but not to husky
either. I was just normal.  Aaron was only an inch shorter then I and was
about the same build but had brown eyes and brown hair and a really nice
bubble butt.

Now back to the story. I think it was on the second last day of camping
Aaron and I were fishing again. This time it was from shore because our
dads and some of the others were out in the canoes.

Not knowing until latter in life, at this time in my life I was entering
into puberty. No physical changes yet but mental ones. At first it was a
pain to hang out with Aaron but after a few days I kept looking at him
differently. For some weird reason I wanted to see his bubble butt and
other parts of his body.

So it was the second last day of camping and we are standing on a big huge
rock fishing and having no success as we told our dads we wouldn't and they
knew we wouldn't because no one every caught fish from shore on this
lake. But there we were standing there with no fish biting and I remembered
a joke I heard my dad telling some of the other adults around the fire
after all the kids had gone to bed and most of the women had left. So since
we had nothing else to talk about and the fish weren't biting I thought I
would practice retelling the joke to Aaron for practice so that I would be
able to get it straight for telling my friends back home. It had something
to do with a kid asking his dad about how to have sex and his father tells
him to take this bottle of lubrication over the tree behind the barn and
kick the tree a few times, then lube up the hole in the tree and stick his
dick into. Once he got good at doing the tree his dad would take him into
town to the whorehouse and buy him a prostitute so he can try out on a real
woman. When that day final arrives he goes into the room with the
prostitute and as she takes off her clothes he hooves her right in the
clam. When she asked why'd he do that he responds, "to make sure there is
no squirrels in there".

Aaron thought that joke was hilarious and so did I, as I couldn't stop
laughing while telling the end. At this point in our life's neither Aaron
nor I knew anything about sex, so it was that much funnier when Aaron said,
"I wonder if that works to simulate sex, puting your dick in a tree".

"There is only one way to truly find out." I said jokingly.

"That's it I am finding me a tree." Aaron said as he reeled in his line,
put down his rod and walked off into the trees behind us. I didn't know if
he was joking around or if he really wanted to try fucking a tree.

It didn't take him long to find a big old birch tree with a hole in it at
dick height. He called me over to see it. As I walked up to where he was
and could see the hole he started to kick at the tree. And I started
laughing and thinking to myself "is he joking or am I going to get to see
his dick and maybe his bubble butt".

"No squirrels, go ahead and put your dick in it." I laughed.

He humped the tree a few times with his pants still on. I thought the show
was over and laughed and started to turn away when I heard the zip of his
pants being unzipped. He unbuttoned his jeans and dropped them to his
ankles and then put his thumbs under the waistband of his tighty whities,
which were blue (I can still see it all in my mind as if it was yesterday)
and slowly began to remove them. He only lowered them about two inches if
that and then hesitated and began to pull them back up.

"Yellowed bellied Chicken"

He looked at me as if he was pissed off. Yellowed bellied chicken was the
worst thing you could call a person under 12 in the 80's. And then as if it
was now a dare he yanked them down past his knees. And he was in my full
view I could see his limp dick and a side view of his bubble butt. His dick
was average for being 9 it was probably no longer then 1-1/2 to 2 inches and
as big as round as an adult pinky finger. He tried to shove it in the hole
but it wouldn't stay there.

"I think it needs to be hard for you to have sex." I knew this from
listening to my older brother Devin and his friends talking about how they
are going to get Jennifer Dharma to suck their woodies, stiffies, hard-ons,
cocks, boners, etc.

Aaron grabbed a hold of his little pecker and said "How do I make it hard?"

I had no clue. So I just said what I knew. "Mine just gets hard when I am
sleeping or I am wearing track shorts without underwear or if I play with
it."

Aaron still holding it began playing with it and was getting quite
frustrated that he wasn't getting hard. I moved closer to him and reached
down and grabbed a hold of his soft, warm penis. As soon as I grabbed it he
moved away quickly and gave me a look of shock and disbelieve that I
actually touched it. He quickly pulled his underwear and jeans back on.

I was going to pull down my shorts and put my woody into the tree but
before I could get the top button undone he said he wanted to head back to
camp. So off we went in silence.

We were almost back to camp when he turned to me and said, "Your not going
to tell anyone are you?"

"No, are you crazy. You better not say anything either."

"Of course not. I'm not stupid."

We both went to our separate campsites. After dinner we went over to
Aaron's parents campsite to have the campfire, as it was their turn. We all
sat around and roasted marshmallows and sang. Aaron normal sat right beside
me, tonight he sat on the other side of the fire beside his mom cuddling up
to her and every once in awhile he would glare over at me.

The next morning right after breakfast Aaron was back at our campsite again
with a big smile on his face and a daypack on his back.

"What mischief are you boys going to get in today?" My dad said to Aaron.

"Not a whole lot. I thought it would be a good day to hike the lakeshore
loop. Taylor don't worry about lunch a got it here." Aaron said turning
around so we could all have a better view of the backpack.

"You guys better make it a good one. We are leaving in the morning you
know."

"We know" I said, "We should be back by supper time. If were not send a
ranger and tell him to bring a shovel if he wants to find Aaron or at least
what's going to be left of him." I said.

Dad laughed as we walked off.

"What do you mean bring a shovel? You plan on killing me."

"After the way you were last night I thought that you were never going to
talk to me again and or tell on me."

"I said I wasn't going to say anything. You just made me feel kind of.. I
don't know.. Different. weird."

We walked along in silence for a long time as I contemplated his last word.

"Weird good or weird bad."

"Oh, defiantly weird good. I have never had anyone touch me down there and
it sort of sent off many thoughts and feelings in my head, almost like
fireworks."

"Oh, Okay"

"Last night as I laid in bed thinking about it I felt my penis and it was
hard"

"So you can make it hard now?"

"No, I tried this morning in the shower stall and nothing."

We hiked for quite a while. It seemed like we had hiked for three or four
hours and the sun was straight up in the sky so we decided we would stop
and have lunch.

"What did you bring for lunch?" I asked.

"Well I am having peanut butter and jelly on white and you are eating my
penis."

"So that's the appetizer what do I eat for lunch."

"I'll take a big shit and you can eat what I had for breakfast."

I tackled him to the ground and wrestled the backpack off of him. As we
were wrestling I felt him grab at my dick a few times which I ignored as
food was the only thing on my mind at this particular moment.

We sat on a big fallen tree and ate our pb and j and drank our bottles of
Pepsi and talked about school mostly. Why he wasn't allowed to walk with
his sister and me and our other friends. I tried to explain to him the
image we were trying to uphold and it was very important for us to maintain
it. It was one thing to be the popular crowd in elementary school but high
school was not that far off and all of us in our group wanted to make sure
we remained the popular crowd into and through high school. (Side note: we
did maintain to be the popular kids and in high school Aaron was allowed to
join our group and became just as popular if not more so then the rest of
us.) When we were done eating he was still nursing his Pepsi, as we
continued to talk and I began to spin my Pepsi bottle on the ground.

"Have you ever played spin the bottle?" Aaron asked

"No, but I have heard of kids playing it."

"Do want to play?"

"Here? Now?"

"Sure why not? What are the rules is it the same as truth or dare?"

"I am not to sure. I think you are supposed to spin the bottle and who ever
it points to either removes a piece of clothing or you flash a body part of
the spinners choosing."

"Then what is truth or dare?"

"You take turns asking each other to tell the truth about something or dare
them to do something."

"Lets spin the bottle."

So since I am already spinning the bottle I'll start. I spin it and it
stops at Aaron. I don't want to seem like I am some kind of sex hound or
horn dog so I say, "Show me your belly button"

Aaron lifts up his shirt and then takes his turn. He spins the bottle and
it first lands on him.  He can't ask himself to see a body part so he spins
again and again it lands on him.

"Lets stop spinning the bottle and just take turns asking each other to see
a part of their body" I say.

"Let me see your dick"

I pulled down the front of my track shorts and show him my dick. And in
great surprise to me it is soft.

"Yours is about the same size as mine. A little longer and a little thicker
but pretty much the same size." Aaron says surprised. I am the one that
should be shocked. First my dick is soft and second he asked to see it
right away. No belly button or nipple, right to the cock.

"Lets see yours"

He pulls down his shorts so I can have a good view of his package. This
game goes back and forth showing each other our privates for about fifteen
minutes and then we decide to keep walking. We have to make sure we are
back by 6:00 pm (supper) or the parents will get worried and send people
looking for us. And stupid kids we are, we forgot to bring a watch.

It seemed like we had walked for days but in reality it was only hours.  We
finally reached the washrooms at the trailhead. We are now only 5 minutes
from camp.

"I have to drain the dew off the lily," I said.

"Yeah, I got to drain the main vein," Aaron replied.

We each took a stall. As I am standing there taking a pee Aaron says, "Come
over here."

We are in a two man out house with a sink out front. The wall between the
stalls doesn't go all the way to the top or bottom.

"How?" I already knew how but I wanted him to say it.

"Climb under the wall."

I climbed under the wall and stood up to find Aaron sitting on the crapper.

"You're not taking a crap are you?"

"Sure am" As he lifts one cheek and takes a wad of TP and wipes his butt.

"What do you want?"

"Lets play truth or dare"

"In here? We don't even know what time it is. What if our parents come
looking?"

"We will here them calling long before they come down the hill and you can
go back under and we can come out of separate stalls."

"You're pretty smart for a 9ner. I'll take a dare."

"I was hopping you were going to say that. Pull down your shorts and
underwear all the way down and leave them down until you show me a hard
penis."

I obliged. I took down my shorts and underwear and played with myself until
I got hard. "Happy"

"Yep. That grew quite a bit. It's at least three and half inches now and
thicker."

I pulled my shorts back up and said "Stand up, put the lid down on the hole
so we don't have to smell your shit and take off your shirt and leave your
shorts down until I say otherwise and sit back down."

He did exactly what I asked.

"Now it is your turn to take your shorts and underwear off and leave them
off until the end of this game or until you allow me to put my clothes back
on."

I did. Standing there with no shorts on I told Aaron the next dare. "Put
your mouth over my penis and hold it there for a count of 100."

"No way. Nobody said anything about touching each other."

"I just did and you are going to do it because you wanted to play this
game."

He leaned in to me and opened his mouth and I guided my stiff dick into his
awaiting mouth. He didn't suck or lick or anything just held his warm mouth
on my thickening cock. I can still remember the way it felt, the first
mouth on my cock. He counted in his head. I believe he was afraid to move
his mouth at all.

As he pulled his head back his tongue moved along the bottom of my stiffy
and shivers ran down my spine.

"My turn. Get on your knees and put your lips around my dick for a 100
count."

I gladly got on my knees and reached out and took a hold of his soft
member. He flinched back. I grabbed a hold of it again and then lowered my
mouth on to it. I was just going to put my mouth on it like he did to me
but something took over my mind and I began to suck on it. He let out a
gasp in shock at first and moved back but I just moved with his body and
continued to suck. I lost track of counting and so did he. His dick started
becoming stiff. After a few minutes of us both really enjoying this sucking
Aaron starting saying "I have to pee, stop, I have to pee." I stopped and
he stood and turned around and tried to pee but nothing came out. He looked
down and saw his dick was hard. It wasn't any bigger but at least he was
hard and happy. I wish I knew then what I knew now that Aaron was about to
enjoy his first dry orgasm but we stopped.

"Aaron I want you to now suck ." the calling of our names interrupted
us. Our parents were making their way towards our location. We quickly
pulled our clothes back on and I slipped back under the stall. Aaron walked
out first. And before acknowledging his parents went to the sink and washed
his hands.

"Aaron, Aaron." His mom was yelling, "Where have you guys been and where is
Taylor?"  "I believe he is taking a dump and we forgot to bring a watch."

"No excuse, It is almost 9 o'clock. Do you under stand how worried we are?"

By this time I had straightened out my clothes and dusted myself off and
came out of the stall.

"Sorry" I said speaking towards my parents who didn't look as worried as
Aaron's parents were. But that is probably because of the age difference
and that I have been a round the lake several times with my dad, my brother
and in the spring by myself as a test from my dad. Not many kids at my own
age had as much freedom as I did so I could understand why Aaron's parents
were upset.

There was no campfire that night. We walked back to our separate
campsites. My dad went over to Aaron's parents site to see if he could cool
the flames. I heard him telling mom when he got back that Aaron's mom was
sobbing uncontrollably and his dad was still fuming and Aaron was grounded
to his tent until they left the next day and then grounded at home until
school starts. He thought they were going overboard and tried to explain to
them that it was his fault because of all the freedom he let my brother's
have and me. They agreed with him that it was his fault.

The next morning we broke camp and headed for home. I didn't see Aaron
again until the first day of school when he had the choice of walking 30
paces ahead or behind us. That wasn't my decision but the groups. If it
were up to me he would have been walking right beside me holding my hand.

We didn't get together again until the next summer but not camping. His
parents took the family west to see the mountains instead of coming with
the usual gang for our three-week camping trip. But when they came back
there was a death of a close friend and they asked my parents if Aaron
could stay with us. But that's another story.


If you enjoyed this story and would like to read other adventures in Aaron
and mines sexual exploration let me know at peterpan_s2000@yahoo.com