Date: Wed, 2 Nov 2011 13:16:01 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeff Andrews Subject: Billy's Boners Part 3 It's been a while since I posted -- sorry about that but sometimes life just gets a little busy! To make it up to you, this one is a little longer than the others. Little Billy knows he likes big boy dicks, but that's about all he knows. They keep saying things he doesn't understand. What every little boy needs is a mentor to really show him the ropes. And someone who shares some of the same interests he has. Hope you enjoy the story of how Billy's next day plays out -- I'd love to hear from you in you did. And if you got a woodie from reading it, snap a pic and send it along! ___________________________________________________________________ Billy's Boners Part 3: A Walk in the Park Sara and her friends were still downstairs when I finally went to sleep. I laid in bed listening to them laugh and drink all the beer, with thoughts of what I'd done that night filling my little head. The next morning I was surprised to see that Vanessa had stayed the night. I got up earlier than the girls, and noticed that Sara's bedroom door was closed -- kind of unusual since she and I were the only ones upstairs and she seemed to like me spying on her. But then I saw Vanessa's shoes still on the floor of the hallway so I knew she was in there too. It was a beautiful summer day, and both our parents were home for a change. They were in the kitchen talking in hushed tones, their voices rising occasionally as one tried to make a point with the other. That was their version of arguing -- something they seemed to do a lot lately! I knew from experience that it was better to go out and play when they were like this, so I ate my cereal in a hurry and took off for the park. It was after ten in the morning when I left the house and I hoped there would be some other kids there soon. Maybe even Liam -- he lived in some apartments just the other side of the park and we went to school together. Even though he was already in the third grade and I was a year behind him we'd gotten to be good friends -- more from seeing each other at the park than at school. Liam wasn't there yet -- but Trevor and a couple of his friends were! They were pitching a baseball and horsing around in the big field to the side of the playground. All three of them had their shirts off, and I decided to pick a spot where I could watch them without it looking like I was staring. I settled on the swings. They faced the field in the shade next to the restroom, and I knew I could swing there forever without anyone taking notice -- so I settled into the seat and kept my eyes on the teenagers as I swung. You all know what Trevor looks like -- but I have to tell you he looks even cuter with no shirt in the summer Houston heat! I was close enough to see little beads of sweat run off his muscular chest and drip down onto his flat belly. And I could also see his dick flopping around as he played, hanging loosely in his shorts. I wondered if he was going without underwear again -- it seemed like something he likes to do! One of his friends was a guy named Ben -- I didn't really know him even though he lived just four houses down from me. But most of the time when I saw him he was with the older boys so we never said hello or anything. He was a little younger than Trevor, about a year I think, and the two of them played on the same baseball team. Ben was almost like a smaller version of Trevor. His chest wasn't quite as well developed but he had the same blond hair and athletic build. And today his blond hair was pasted to his head from sweat, curling up around his ears and forehead. I didn't see any hair at all on his almost naked body, and I wondered if he had any around his dick. I hoped I'd have a chance to find out someday - but I didn't know how that would ever happen! The other guy was Michael. He was the same age as Trevor and he had really good looking legs, and today that was all I could see of his body. He had his shirt off but it was wrapped around his neck, hanging down and hiding his chest from my eyes. Every once in a while I caught a quick peek at his big brown nipples when he turned fast to catch a hard throw from Trevor. I watched the three guys for almost a half hour before Liam showed up -- the whole time trying hard to see movement in their shorts and wondering what they had between their legs! All except Trevor, of course -- I knew what he had and thinking about it had made my dickie get all stiff! Liam had his little brother Judson with him -- a cute little version of his older brother with the same curly brown hair that framed a face lightly dotted with freckles. Liam told me once that both his parents were Irish and that's why he had freckles. He had his brother with him a lot. Their Mom had kind of a reputation as a wild woman -- something I wasn't supposed to know about -- and their Dad lived in Dallas with his new wife. Liam and I had to play with stuff that Judson liked when he was with us, and today the swings seemed to be what the little four-year-old wanted. That suited me just fine -- I could help push him and watch the three teens at the same time! I saw Trevor looking over at us a few times and could have sworn I detected a grin creep over his face when he first spotted me. I think he knew I was staring! Before long Judson got tired of the swing and he and Liam went to the slide. I stayed at the swing, unwilling to give up my viewing spot. When Trevor saw me alone again he called a time out and trotted toward the restroom. His eyes caught mine as he approached and I realized I'd been right about his grin -- he was looking right at me with an amused expression on his face. And when he got close to me, with his back to his two friends, he reached down and squeezed himself through his shorts. My mouth went dry when I saw him do that -- and I could tell he probably wasn't wearing any underwear! I wondered how he got away with that -- my parents would kill me if they caught me going out without mine! He looked back at me one more time as he went into the bathroom. I couldn't help myself, I hopped down off the swing and almost ran to the door to go in after him. I suppose being subtle wasn't something I'd learned quite yet! Trevor was just getting to the urinal when I pushed through the door. I saw him reach into his shorts and pull out his dick -- and it looked like it was getting bigger already! Not really hard yet, but filling up like it was going to. I stepped in front of the urinal next to him and didn't even pull my dick out to pee -- I was too engrossed in what Trevor had in his hand. He wasn't peeing either, and his big meaty dick started to stretch out from his fingers. "You didn't fool me last night, you know" he whispered as he started stroking himself "The other guys thought it was the girls down there but I knew better" I was a little embarrassed but not as much as I probably should have been. I licked my lips without even thinking, and Trevor almost laughed when he saw ne. "You want some more of this, don't you kid?" he whispered in a hoarse voice I nodded my head -- I damn sure did want some more of that! Trevor turned toward me and I reached out and gripped his rock-hard dick in my little hand, loving the way it felt and the heat it put off. I leaned toward him, intent on tasting his meat, but he pulled back and headed toward the single stall in the bathroom -- motioning for me to follow. I trailed him like a little puppy, almost bumping into the back of him in my hurry to get in there! We shut the door behind us and Trevor pulled his shorts off and dropped them in a heap on the floor. He lifted me onto the toilet seat and stood in front of me with his dick dripping the slick sweet stuff I liked so much! His shaft was right in my face and I started licking on his pee slit, sucking up every drop of what was leaking out. Trevor bent his knees a little and rocked his hips into my face, pushing the hard fleshy shaft through my lips. After last night I was able to get him almost all the way in on the first try -- and I used my fingers to hold his fat balls while he fucked his hard cock into my sucking mouth. He began a slow soft thrust through my lips and moaned as his dick got even stiffer and streaked my tongue with slick juice. In a couple of minutes I could tell he about to shoot his stuff, but he pulled his cock away and pushed my head further down instead. All the sudden I had my face in his sweaty balls and I took a deep breath of the sweet pungent aroma. He seemed to like my breath on his balls but I wanted to know if they tasted as good as his dick, so I opened my mouth and started licking the sweat off. They felt so good rolling across my face! I was as deep between the teen athlete's legs as I could get and still I wanted more! His balls tasted salty and he reached down to push my face further into his crotch -- rocking his hips and rolling the fat heavy orbs across my mouth. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven! I could feel Trevor's hand on top of my head, jerking his dick as I feasted on his smooth balls. His breath was getting deeper and I could hear him moaning softly as he worked his way toward release. The door to the bathroom opened at just the wrong time! I was no expert -- at least not yet -- but I was pretty sure Trevor was about to shoot his stuff and I was struggling to get my face out of his balls so I could drink down the sweet white juice I knew was about to shoot out of his dick. But when the door opened I held still and hoped whoever had just come in wouldn't hear us in the stall. From above my head I heard a muffled "mmmfff' and suddenly I felt something hot and sticky spurt out all over my hair as Trevor ground his balls deeper into my face. I knew what was happening and just the thought of it made my dick get all tingly and I could feel the good feelings about to come over me just like they did when I rubbed on myself! "Trevor? You in here, man?" With those words the spell was broken and I was afraid we'd been caught. It didn't bother me so much for myself -- I figured if more boys knew about me then more boys might let me suck on their dicks. But I knew Trevor wouldn't like it at all! "Yeah I'm here Ben" Trevor shot back in a voice that sounded like he was strangling. "Go ahead -- I'll be out in a minute" I heard the door open and clang shut again, and the room outside went quiet as Trevor pulled away from me -- leaving a smear of juice all over my hair and dripping down onto my forehead. He looked at me with a laugh on his face. "Fuck it all, Billy! You're a fucking mess!" he grinned as he hiked his shorts back on over his shoes and stuffed his fat dick back inside. "You need to get cleaned up before you go back out." With that he scooted out of the stall and left the bathroom, leaving me to fend for myself in the grooming department. I didn't have a clue how I was going to get the mess in my hair washed out, but I headed over to the sink to give it my best shot. I was ducking my head as far under the faucet as I could get it -- not easy even with a head as small as mine -- when the door opened again and I spotted Liam coming in with his little brother in tow. He froze in his tracks and watched me trying to squeeze my head beneath the faucet, looking at me like I'd lost my mind! "What're you doing that for?" he asked, almost laughing at the comical sight "You're washing your hair right here in the bathroom?" I wasn't sure what to say -- I knew I couldn't tell him what I was washing out of my hair. Hell, I wouldn't have known how to explain it to him if I'd wanted to! So I made up some stupid story about my head being all sweaty and I wanted to cool it off. He looked at me with a funny grin on his face, kind of scrunching up his nose like he wasn't sure if I was pulling his leg or not. Then he noticed something on the bridge of my nose and reached out to wipe it off. "Ooh! You got something all slick on your nose! Is that a slimy bugger?" He gasped in horror at the thought, and ran to the sink to wash his finger. "How did that get all the way up there?" I knew what it was on my face -- and I couldn't believe I'd missed it in my washing! But I just stood there mute, unable to come up with an explanation of any sort, and let him come up with his own version. The episode was forgotten -- at least by Liam -- almost as soon as it was over. Little Judson was finished peeing and wanted to go back to the playground. The three of us piled out the door and headed to the jungle gym. I looked toward the field as I went back into the bright sun, hoping to catch another glance at Trevor. I was thoroughly and completely entranced by this teen athlete -- I guess at the tender age of eight I was smack in the middle of my first boy-crush! But when I looked out toward the three teenagers Trevor had his back to me and it was Ben who's eyes met mine. Ben had an odd expression -- half smile and half look of disbelief. I could tell he knew something about what Trevor and I had been doing, just from the way he grinned when he saw me come out of the bathroom. But there was nothing I could do about it -- and I knew there was no way he make fun of Trevor without getting his butt kicked but good by the older stronger teen. I stayed close to Liam and Judson, being extra careful not to even look toward the field for fear I'd see Ben still staring at me. We went from the Jungle Gym back to the slide, and finally ended up where we'd started at the swings. After about a half hour of playing I realized there was one thing I hadn't done in the bathroom that I really needed to go do now -- and that was to pee! I told Liam I'd be back in a minute and trotted back to the bathroom to do what I should have done when I was there before! I'd been standing at the urinal for just a minute, my shorts pulled down leaning in as I sprayed the white porcelain with my yellow pee, when I heard the door open and looked over to see Ben walk in. I froze when he sidled up next to me and pulled out his dick. I was a little embarrassed that he seemed to know what I'd done, and a little excited that he was standing next to me with his dick in his hand. It only took a few seconds for my excitement to overrule my embarrassment, and my eyes wandered over to catch a peek at what Ben was holding. It was then that I noticed he was looking down at me too -- with a wicked grin on his face! I smiled shyly at him and he responded by pulling on his dick and making it get a little longer. "So you and my pal Trevor are big buddies, are you?" he asked with a grin that said I could tell him everything. I nodded my head and explained that Trevor was my sister's boyfriend so I saw him a lot. "When I came in earlier I could see you two were getting along real well" he snickered, taking great pleasure in my squirming. "Trevor's shorts were on the floor -- I could see them under the partition -- but what I couldn't see was you. Were you in the stall with Trevor?" I didn't reply -- couldn't reply. But my dumb silence was the answer he was looking for. That and the fact that I hadn't taken my eyes off his growing dick the whole time he'd been standing there! He was fully hard now and my own dickie had stiffened out in front of me -- right before his eyes. Ben reached over and ran his fingers through my still damp hair, pulling me very gently toward him. I went willingly -- a little scared but even more enthralled with his big peter reaching out past his fingers. I replaced his hand with my own. His dick was really hard, but like the other boys the skin on it felt soft in my hand. And it felt hot like Trevor's -- like there was something inside that would probably burn your hand if you touched it. And like all the other boys I'd seen -- all three of them -- there was a big drop of sweet juice oozing out his pee slit. My instincts took over and I reached my head down to lick the slick stuff off his dick. Ben's knees went weak when he felt my tongue on his cock, and the hand that had been stroking my hair gripped my head and pulled me further down onto his shaft. His dick was smaller than Trevor's and the other boys'. But it was still way big in my little eyes, and I really liked the way it fit better in my mouth. It was just the right length to get to the back of my throat and not so thick it made me choke when he pushed it in. And it leaked way more than the other boys -- I could feel a slick stream of his pee juice coat my tongue as he pushed his dick in and out of my mouth. All in all I was having a great time -- and I was getting to suck a boy's dick for the fifth time in two days! I was lost in my own little world -- playing with Ben's balls, feeling his hard dick fuck into my mouth, listening to him moan above me - when all the sudden I heard the door to the bathroom open and felt Ben jerk his dick away! I stood back up still facing Ben and turned my neck to see Liam standing in the door with a shocked look on his face. Ben had turned back facing the urinal and he couldn't see Liam -- but I could see Ben's face and it was bright red knowing we'd just been caught! Liam bolted back out the door without saying a word -- and that almost made it worse! Ben tucked his deflated dick back into his shorts and groaned both out of frustration and embarrasment. "I'm heading home" he said with a shake in his voice "But there's nobody there -- you can stop by if you want to" I couldn't even concentrate on playing when I got back to the swings. Liam was quiet -- not like he was mad or anything, just like he was trying to figure something out. I still wasn't sure how much he saw when he came into the bathroom, but whatever it was it was too much -- he for sure could see I was doing something between Ben's legs! Out of the corner of my eye I could see Ben make a quick stop to talk to the other two teenagers before sprinting off toward the street. I felt a little weak in my knees wanting to follow him to his house, but after almost getting caught I knew I should play a few minutes at least before I left too. But after about five minutes I couldn't stand it any more! I told Liam I'd see him later and he responded with a half-hearted good bye. I headed out and barely resisted the urge to run to my street. My mind was in a whirl as I paced myself to get to Ben's house as quick as I could. Just a week ago I'd never even seen a dick except for a few glances at my friends -- and they all had little boy peters like mine. They were fun to look at but not as much fun as the one's I'd been seeing the last few days! Now I'd seen four big-boy dicks -- and seen them hard -- and I'd even sucked on them! It was like all the sudden I was addicted and I couldn't wait to do it again and again! I rang the doorbell at Ben's house and waited on the front porch, trying to keep as much out of sight from the street as I could. Despite being only eight, I knew deep down that what I was doing had to be a secret. I knew I'd get in trouble and the older boys would too! I didn't get an answer to the doorbell but I knew Ben was in there so I didn't want to leave. I waited and rang the bell two more times before I finally gave up and turned to go -- hating to go back home but getting more sure by the minute that Ben had changed his mind about wanting me to come over and was inside ignoring the door. But just as I was turning to leave I saw movement by the window and looked up to see Ben's face. "Hold up a minute" he mouthed through the glass and I couldn't help but grin. A minute later the door opened a crack and I heard him say to come in. I slipped through and spotted Ben with the door sheilding him from the street. His curly blond hair was wet and pasted to his head, and water dripped from his face down his hot teen body -- soaking into the huge blue towel that was wrapped around his waist. "Hey little man!" he grinned as I stepped inside "I wasn't expecting you so soon! Thought I'd get a quick shower before you got here!" "Close the door -- I need to dry off" and with that he pulled the towel away and started rubbing his wet head with it -- wiping his face dry and working his way down his chest, arms, and legs. I watched the process in mute fascination. Naked, Ben was a sight to see! His young teen body was lithe and smooth, in perfect condition from both athletics and I guessed from just good family genes. Aside from his head and his groin there was not a hair visible anywhere on him. And the hair around his groin -- where my eyes spent most of their time -- was so blond that if I'd been further away I wouldn't even have seen it. His dick was still mostly soft and it jiggled around as he worked the towel over his skin. It made me want to run over and grab it! And so, of course, I did! Impulse control has never been my strong suit, and at eight it pretty much didn't exist! Ben jumped back, laughing, as I lunged for his crotch. "Hold up little guy!" he giggled "Don't be in such a hurry -- we have all day!". So I backed off a few inches and just stared at his dick. He asked if I wanted something to drink, and I did. I hadn't really noticed how thirsty I was before he offered -- and I'm pretty sure I'd have been happier drinking his stuff than the coke he came back with. I guess my other encounters -- with Trevor in the kitchen, with the three boys at Sara's party, and again with Trevor in the bathroom -- had all been pretty rushed affairs. I guess it was taking me a minute to adjust to the idea that I could actually take my time. We sat on the couch and talked, and I tried hard to make conversation that would make me sound like I was older. But it was hard to think of things to say to an older boy -- especially one that was sitting across from me naked as the day he was born! The towel he'd worn to answer the door was too damp to use while sitting on the furniture, and it was now bunched up on the area rug. The room got quiet after just a few attempts at chat, and I just sat staring at his crotch. His dick was fatter than it had been when he first took the towel off, not quite hard but getting way bigger. His hand was resting close to his balls, almost cupping the hairless sack as he sat sprawled on the sofa. Our eyes met and he smiled maybe the nicest smile I'd ever gotten from an older boy. "You know what, champ" he said, raising his arm and sniffing his pits "I didn't really get much of a shower, and I bet you could use one too. What do you say we get cleaned up?" "Together?" I gasped, suddenly a little bashful -- I'd never gotten naked in front of another boy and I was afraid he might not like seeing my little dick, especially since his was so much bigger! "Sure together" he laughed "Mom hates it when I waste water!" And with that he jumped up and grabbed my hand, pulling me to my feet and practically dragging me down the hallway to the bathroom. He started the water and I stood there motionless, spellbound by the sight of his strong back and smooth butt as he reached into the shower to adjust the water. Turning around, he looked a little surprised to see me just standing there with my clothes still on. "Need some help getting out of those" he asked in a husky voice, his dick starting a slow rise toward his belly button. And when I didn't reply he took it as a yes and reached down to tug my shirt up over my arms. Ben ran his hand over my belly and chest. "Sweet" he gushed "Little guy, you're a knockout! Almost too pretty to be a boy!" That's what my Mom always said -- even Sara told me I'd make a pretty little girl. And before last week she used to tell me that someday I'd drive all the girls crazy someday! I guess now she knew better! It felt really good to know an older boy liked the way I looked -- I got butterflies in my stomach. But I was still a little afraid for this good looking teen athlete to see me without any clothes on, so I made no effort to complete the chore Ben had begun. "Gonna make me do all the work, huh" he grinned and reached down to pull my shorts off my thin hips, underwear and all. I blushed as I realized my peter was naked for him to see -- and it was stiff as a pipe, all two and a half inches of it! But he must have liked what he saw -- his face was almost pink with lust and his dick stood out a full five inches and jerked in the air as he ran his hands over my little butt and squeezed the mounds before reaching to the front and squeezing my hard dickie! This was a first for me! I'd been more than happy when the other boys let me play with theirs -- even when they didn't know it was me! But my heart filled with pride when I could see that Ben liked seeing me naked. And his hand on my peter felt better than anything I'd ever felt! I kicked off my shoes and pulled my feet out of the clothes lying crumpled around my little ankles. Ben pulled me into a hug, his hard dick pressing against my chest as we embraced. Then he pulled me by both hands into the steaming shower. He was in no hurry. He picked up the shampoo and squeezed some into my wet hair, using his strong young hands to massage my head and scrub the sweat from my hair. I sighed and leaned into his fingers -- loving the feel of someone else washing my hair. It was way better than when my Mom used to do it! Then Ben took a bottle of body wash and squirted it down my chest. It was a little cold on my hot skin but in seconds I felt his strong hands start to rub it in, working across my shoulders, down my chest and onto my tummy. He used one hand to lift my arms and cup them in his big paws -- completely wrapping my thin little arms in his hands as he massaged his way down to my fingers. Taking my hands in his, he cleaned between every finger like he was trying to get every speck of dirt off my little body. Dropping to his knees, he squeezed another big dallop of the slick soap onto his hands and started in at my hips, running his slender fingers all over my crotch and kneading my skinny little butt with his slippery hands. It felt so good I thought I was going to get the feeling right there! Running his hand under my peter, he washed my little ball sach and reached further back to press a finger against my butt hole. I couldn't help myself -- I moaned and leaned back into his probing digit like I wanted it to go deeper. I'd never felt anything like that -- never even knew my butt could feel good! Ben took my little peter in two of his fingers and started playing with it. I'd figured out already that my dickie would get good feelings when I rubbed on it, but what this teenager was doing felt way better! My knees buckled and I put my hands on his wet head to keep from falling to the floor! He pulled me into the shower spray and washed all the soap off my body -- and I thought he was done playing with my peter. Now I'd get a chance to play with his and that was good too! But once I was squeaky clean he surprised me by reaching forward with his face and taking me into his mouth! I almost collapsed from the feeling of his warm tongue on my little weiner! He had one hand reaching between my thin legs to push on my butt, pressing my little boy crotch hard through his sucking lips. I wasn't big enough for him to go up and down on my peter like I did with the big boys, but he used his tongue all over my dickie and made little sucking motions with his lips that almost made me crazy! My hands held onto the back of his head, pulling him closer as he pressed on my butt to keep me from pulling away. His free hand had dropped down to his own dick and he was jerking off furiously as he nursed on my hard little dick. In only a minute I felt the good feeling start to build up and I squealed as I pushed my dickie even harder into the warmth of his sucking mouth. His hand on his own dick was like a blur as he jerked himself off. I heard myself scream out as the tickling feelings ran up from my toes and came out my peter. Ben moaned loudly, making even more sensation against my jerking little peter, and I felt something hot and sticky hit my legs. I knew what it was -- he was shooting his stuff while I was having my good feelings! And that made it even better than it had been! My knees went weak and I held onto his head while my legs buckled and his hand on my butt dug deeper into the crack between my cheeks! I'd had a lot of fun rubbing on my own peter but it was nothing like this! Now I really understood why the older boys let a little kid like me suck on their dicks! Ben let go of my butt and I caught myself from slipping to the floor as he rose to his feet in front of me. His eyes were glassy as he gazed down at me -- a look of both shock and satisfaction covering his cute teen face. He pulled me again into a hug, this time his dick slid across my little chest and smeared his stuff across the soft skin. I reached out with both arms and hugged him back, burying my face into his smooth chest. We didn't put any clothes back on after we dried off. It felt weird walking around Ben's house naked -- knowing we were sitting around without our clothes in room his family used every day. But it felt really good too -- it was like we were best friends and I could do anything I wanted to do with him. And what I wanted to do most was suck his big dick! I know now that he wasn't all that big back them -- maybe about five inched long. But to my little eyes he still looked big -- and I liked the way his steely-hard cock felt when I sucked on it. I played with his balls while I lay across his lap with my face buried between his legs -- and he groaned above me as I nursed. In just a couple of minutes I heard his groaning get louder and faster. "I'm about to cum, Billy!" he gasped as he rocked forward from the seat, pushing himself deeper through my hungry little lips. I swallowed greedily as his cock erupted into my mouth, sending cascades of hot creamy stuff down my throat. Ben pulled me off his dick after he finished squirting his stuff. Lifting me by the waist he pulled me into his lap and sat back with a satisfied grin on his face. I could feel his big dickie getting softer against my butt as I cuddled into his panting chest. "What did you mean when you said you were about to come?" I asked, genuinely perplexed by a term I'd heard before but didn't quite understand. How can somebody who's already here come? Ben laughed softly and explained what the term meant to big boys. "It's what guys do when they're about to shoot their stuff from fucking or from getting a blowjob" he told me. I almost blushed when he said `fucking' -- that's a word that was strictly forbidden in my house! But I was curious about what he meant by `blowjob'. So I asked him. He pulled me up further to face him, smiling and running his fingers through my still- damp hair. "A blowjob is what you just gave me, little buddy! Didn't you know that?" Of course I didn't, and told him so. And he even agreed that `suckjob' would have been a more accurate term for it, but nonetheless a blowjob was what everyone called it. We settled in for a big-boy to little-boy talk about the birds and the bees. And before it was over I knew all the right stuff to call things! A peter was either a dick or a cock. "But you're still little and you can't shoot cum yet - so we'll just stick with 'peter' for yours" he finished with a grin The stuff that big boys shot out when they got their good feeling was called cum -- and the stuff they all leaked out before that was called pre-cum! Even their good feeling was called cumming! It seemed like a big boys whole life and vocabulary revolved around that one word -- cum! Ben asked me how I got started giving blowjobs and drinking cum, and I told him about my first time with Trevor -- and about Sara's party. He seemed surprised that I'd only been doing it for about a week but his face really lit up when I told him about the three big boys wearing hoods! "Holy shit, Billy! You mean you actually sucked a load out of Vince? I've seen him in the locker room -- that guy's got a huge schlong on him!" Ben looked like he was a little jealous that I'd sucked Vince's dick. And he didn't even have to explain what `schlong' meant -- I already knew what was huge on the muscular Italian teen! "Trevor's no little boy either" he finished "We jack off together sometimes so I know how hard and horny he is. That's why it wasn't too hard to figure out what was going on in the park bathroom today" "But Marcus too! All the girls in school drool over him! I kind of figured Vanessa was taking care of his needs!" Ben's dick -- already drained twice in less than an hour -- was coming back to life. And I asked him when he first started doing stuff with boys. He explained that he had an older cousin named Jeff who'd taught him everything -- just like he was teaching me now. I put him back in my mouth as he finished telling me the story about him and his cousin. __________________________________________________________________ That's all for now -- let me know if you liked it. I really get off reading your emails and seeing the pics of your hard cocks. And if you want to read about how Ben and his cousin Jeff got started check out 'Confessions of a Lifeguard' in gay/adult-youth