The best party ever!

Please be warned that the following is a true account of underage
conscenting sex. If this is likely to offend then please read no further.


I think I felt I had to tell you this stuff because of how good it makes
you feel about your chances of getting a good shag in the most unlikely of
places. I was 12 year old. The story really began on the last week of term
before school broke up for Halloween. My best friend, Owen, told me that
his parents were going off somewhere on a business trip( though he assured
me that this was only an excuse for them to get off to a hotel and fuck
each other to oblivion all night long!) and that he was going to invite a
few of his friends round to stay for two days. He was an only child so he
had no trouble in the organisation, except that is for the fact that only
myself and our friend Jack were able to make it. Dissapointed with this he
assured himself that this would be the best partie ever! ( little did we
realise how true that would be).

On the Friday night I came home from school, threw some clothes into a bag
and set off. I knew if I hurried I would get there before Jack, which would
leave Owen and I enough time to throw on one of his "ten minute teasers"
from some late night adult channel and have one quick wank. We were always
wanking off in the same room, over the same mags or while telling each
other stories, the difficulty was that he was as straight as an arrow and I
pretended to be the same so I could listen to him and watch him as he
glided his right hand up and down his (massive) tanned dick till he
silently came with that indescribable look on his face. I went in to his
house and looked around for him, his house always had a distinctive smell
and it hit me as I walked through the door. That smell that I often tried
to summon while lying in my cold dark bed remembering him playing with his
long thick dick. I heard the rumbling of the shower. I went to the door and
opened it with the excuse that I "really need a piss" and walked past the
shower to the toilet. The shower was inset the wall and was only visible by
the large frosted glass door that showed the blur of his image. He made his
disgruntled remarks about my intrusion and I walked on to the toilet. The
next challenge was to piss! I hadn't wanked in days( from the normal count
of three a day) and at the sight of this distorted, muscular hairless image
my pubescent cock was about as hard as it had ever been! The urge to stroke
was HIGH!! but I folded up my shorts so that they would hold back the force
that was screaming to jump out.

I told him I didn't need to go any more and I left to the sound of a witty
remark made by him about me just wanting a flash of his bigger-cock (we had
measured them together some months before - he took great pleasure in
winning friendly arguments we had in public by spouting the fact that his
dick was bigger than mine. Though everyone laughed and assumed he was
joking it thrilled me to the core to hear him refer to my dick (my hormones
were raging at this time of my life).

I went in to the living room and sat on a sofa to wait for Owen to get
ready. He was out of the shower in no time and begun to get dressed. To my
great pleasure the first thing he said to me was "Christ I need a wank, I
hope Jack takes his time! I would've done it in the shower only last time I
did thatI fainted with the heat and my mum almost found me in a heap with a
load of cum on my belly" My heart raced. Niether of us had wanked with Jack
and we weren't sure if he did it so we wanted to get it out of the way. We
ran to his room, switched on his computer and began calling up all the porn
pictures he had collected so far. He had his eyes fixed on the spread out
naked women on the screen, I had mine on his hand going up and down his
dick like the there was no tommorow. I came in minutes and in trying to
keep up my hetero image I whisked off my cum covered boxers and threw them
to the floor. I quickly changed and went to get something to drink. Just as
I was about to return the outside door opned and I heard Jacks familiar
sounds as he entered. I dived back in the room, threwmy soiled boxers under
his bed and sat down with my cola. Owens had quickly resumed a casual
position and it would have taken a trained eye to see the slight bulge
running down his leg( luckily for me I had a trained eye). Owen's face was
deadly white with shock, before I could ask him what was wrong the bedroom
door swang open and Jack entered with a load of bags. Jack was nowhere as
nearly atracctive as nordic looking Owen, nor did he appear quite so
developed. We all exchanged greetings and Jack sat down to comment on the
"Huge pair of tits" on the screen.

The night went well. We all played drinking games we had found on the net,
and we downloaded a ton of porn. As two o'clock neared Jack left for bed,
he was sleeping in the guest bedroom. Owen soon followed( but not after I
won the use of his porno magazine for the night). I flickered through the
foreign erotic channels in the living room trying to find something with
nice men on it. I found nothing but a film with one cute guy who never got
naked! I contented myself with this and reached for the magazine. If Owen
came back for the video or something then I would make it look like I was
Jerking off over the mag. I lay on the couch naked but for a pair of white
cotton socks. Every small fine hair on my body was standing tall as I lay
in the warmth of where he had just sat. I began to touch the tips of the
small bundle of pubic hair that I had, so that every muscle in my body
seemed to shiver with cold. That, combined with the thought of having my
dick where he had his arse a few moments earlier, made every touch a kind
of miniature orgasm. I was wild. I neared orgasm then stopped, torturing my
self to the limits. I heard Owen's steps in the hall coming towards the
door, he wanted the magazine, YES!!, he would see me come, he would open
the door to see me writhing in orgasmic ecstasy on his sofa. Wow what a
turn on! The door handle turned slowly - he must have been worried not to
wake me- The orgasm was upon me- the door swang open- I came with an
exctasy I had never experienced and I heard the silence as Owen took it all
in. I turned to show I was shocked at his bieng there, I didn't want him to
think thatI put on the show just for him. I caught a glimpse of his legs,
they seemed harier than I remembered. Shit! Shit,shit,shit,shit,shit!  It
Was Jack.

"Oops" was his way of initiating conversation. I smiled and answered" I
think I should be saying that". He shocked me by not turning to
leave. After a few seconds( although I was loving every moment) I felt he
would have been uncomfortable, but he walked right in, shut the door and
took a seat accross from me. He was a shy boy and I couldn't understand why
he didn't run like hell from the image of me lying naked on a sofa, my
little boy cock waving all red and over used in the air.  He looked at me
with a smile and said," don't worry I do it too! i's good fun! I've got a
book about it at home. I can teach you some things if you like?" I was
beyond joy at this suggestion but I showed nothing. " What the hell!" I
laughed and with this he whipped of his shorts and moved to the seat
closer. This was a dream come true! It would be the closest thing to sex I
had ever had!

He began telling me what to do."Pick that stuff up and coat your willy in
it" he commanded. I followed his order and thrilled to see him watch me
cover my own hard dick with my jellyish young cum. He told me that would
make it easier to do it again.  He then told me to taste a little! I was
stunned! I had thought of doing that before but hadn't the courage to go
through with it. I couldn't help myself now though. I touched my finger to
the stream that was hanging from my foreskin and connected to my stomach. I
pulled it away and tasted it. It was slightly salty but had almost no taste
at all. He asked me to describe it so I said exactly that. He then leaned
over, scooped up a blob on is fingers and licked it like ice-cream. I was
in shock.I lay back and watched as he came over to me, took my 6 inch hard
dick in his mouth and started moving up and down. What was he doing? It
looked odd but it felt wonderfull. I sat back and enjoyed it. I was
actually having sex with another man!!! I reached down with my hands and
touched his dick! I had never touched another man's before and it was a
momentous moment. I came in about 50 seconds. i lay back panting like mad
as he brought his head up to mine and kissed me. I felt a strange globby
stuff in with the saliva. I realised it was my cum and It turned me on like
never before. I took his little dick and jerked it off like I had done to
mine, slowly and teasingly. It took him 5 minutes to come and when he did
he let out a long quiet moan as I cought the cum shooting from his dick
like I was drinking from a fountain at school.

With that he got up,turned me round, stuck his toung on my ass hole lightly
so it relaxed, stuffed his finger up, tok it out again, kissed me on the
cheak. Put the shitty finger up his own ass and said goodnight.

I lay there, naked with my mouth full of cum for about an hour. I never
wanted that come to leave my mouth!

After that My friendship with Owen dwindled till extinction(mainly caused
by the time he was pissed off his face and jerked me off in the back of a
bus[ but thats another story!]). My friendship with Jack became strong and
we became best friends( give or take the occasional[more like frequent]
shag in his garage). Today we are both 25 and we still keep in touch(
literaly at times!). He now has a wife and kids, but that never stops him
from coming round to my house for a good long shag!