Date: Thu, 19 Feb 2009 00:00:30 EST
From: Chiconian1@aol.com
Subject: Early Beginnings 6

It took my dad about a week to take care of all my brother's legal stuff
before we could return home. In that week we bonded, a bond which would never be
broken.
I got home, to find that my favorite Aunt; Aunt Peggy was staying at the
house and helping my mom with Jim's funeral arrangements and keeping her little
sis company.  I was glad my mom wasn't alone when we were gone. Aunt Peggy was
cool; she was an RN at San Francisco General and was very smart.
One night, I was walking down the hall to the bathroom and I could hear my
mom and my aunt talking very quietly about me. My aunt was telling my mom that I
needed someone to explain to me about gay men and STD's and how I could
protect myself. She even told my mom about the gay guys who came into the emergency
room with things stuck up their butts that they had to remove. OMG, that
would be soooo embarrassing! I was using something like Peggy was talking about,
so I threw it away and got something way long that would not go in all the way
and I would not have to go to the emergency room and die of embarrassment.
The next day Aunt Peggy had a talk with me. Most of the stuff she told me I
already knew from Sex Ed. Class, but some I did not. At the end of the talk,
she said that she wasn't going to ask if I had sex yet or what kind, she just
wanted me to always have new condoms and not carry them in my wallet till they
fell apart and never, ever have anal sex without using them, even if I was on
top. She made me promise to tell one of my parents if I thought I had been
careless and needed to see a doctor. This was advice which would serve me well.
Peggy told my dad about the talk and he made sure I always had condoms. He never
talked about it; they would just appear in my sock drawer. This was his way
of saying "I love you and want you to be safe."
I had to be honest and I told my dad that Gene and I had fucked without
condoms a year earlier and that I had recently discovered that Gene had been with
another guy before me who was very active. He set me up with an appointment
with our doctor. I was tested and worried for two weeks before we got the results
that I was OK. I'm sure my dad was worried too. We decided not to tell my mom
about this, as she had gone through enough.
As young as I was, this incident hit home. My brother was dead and all my mom
and dad had left was each other and me. They were doing their best to cope
with a situation that was beyond what most parents were willing to deal with The
least I could do was to be careful and think before I acted. I behaving more
like a man and less like a child.
When I returned to school, I ran into Ron. He asked if I was ok and said he
had been worried about me. When I asked him why, he said, "Don't you know
about what happened in the park?"  I told him about my brother's death and going
to Phoenix for a week. Ron said he was sorry about my brother, however seemed
genuinely relieved. He then told me about what happened in the park.
While I was out of town, the police sent decoys into the park and arrested a
lot of people for public sex and solicitation. They would do it in shifts;
arrest a few guys who solicited the decoys, then come back later and do it over
again. They arrested over a dozen men and put their names in the paper. Ron was
afraid I got caught and went to Juvie and that is why I was not at school.
After all the arrest, the park workers tore all the thick berry vines out, thus
destroyed the hiding places.
So much for my new playground.
When I think back on it now, for me, it was probably a good thing.
After that day, Ron and I became buddies. I didn't care anymore if he was
obvious. He was my friend. He cared about me, and not because he wanted to fuck
me, rather because he liked me. We would eat lunch together every day. He
introduced me to other cool kids, gays, straits, guys, and girls. I had more
friends during my last year of junior high than ever before, thanks to Ron.
Ron and I did have sex once in the oddest kind of way and for two weeks
afterwards. Ron had a sister who was a year older than us, her name was Christy.
Ron, Christy and I used to do kid stuff together, like go out to shows and eat
burgers, just hang out, and stuff like that. Christy was so cool, and beautiful
too, she would model clothes in local fashion shows and TV commercials. She
was the first girl I ever felt comfortable with.
One day Ron asked me if I would do Christy a special favor? I answered "Sure,
anything."
"Then Ron asked, would you help me teach Christy how to give head?"
At first I thought he was joking, but he was dead serious. I was beginning to
regret my "Sure anything comment." However, I was not going to renege on a
promise. Ron and Christy were not about to have sex with each other, Ron needed
another guy's dick to use as a teaching tool.
We went over to Ron's boy friends house while the bf was at work. All three
of us got into bed and Ron and Christy removed my shoes, jeans, and, boxers;
then Ron gave me head while she watched. He would then stop and let her try and
I would tell her if she was doing it right and how to do it better. I also
showed her by sucking Ron. After she started getting real good at it, I let her
finish me off. She was amazing and I told her so. We even snow balled
afterwards.
Christy was all excited about how she was going to surprise her bf tonight
and I was amazed how comfortable she made me feel that I had actually had sex
with a real girl and was completely at ease.
After she left, I told Ron he owed me big time. I put a condom on his dick
and told him he was going to fuck me (it had been over two years.) He fucked me
better than I had ever been fucked in my whole life. OMG! He had me lie on my
back with my butt propped up on a pillow. He would push it all the way in and
pull it all the way out, he was driving me crazy. I started to jack off, but
he took me by the wrist and held them by my ears and told me to "Just be
Patient." He plowed me good pushing his dick upwards so that it pounded my prostate.
For the second time in my life, I came without touching my dick. I think I
must have made as much noise as Gene did the first time I fucked him.
After I came, Ron asked me if I wanted him to pull out and I said "please."
He pulled it out and began to jack off and once again I said "Please."
"Please what?"
I tore off the condom and said "Please put it in my mouth and fuck my face."
He laughed, stuck his dick in my mouth and got off by fucking my face. After
that we kissed and he held me like I have always liked. Later, I asked Ron to
teach me how to fuck like he did, so I could be as good as he was and he
agreed. Ron had a big 8 inch dick and at that time I had not reached full growth
yet and had only 6-1/2, but after a few weeks of Ron's instruction, I got him to
cum without touching himself.
After that, Ron said maybe we should stop or it could mess up our friendship
and his relationship with his bf. And I agreed. I told him I loved him but
loved him like a best friend, but if we kept fucking it could get complicated.
Our friendship didn't change, thank God. Our little secret made us better
friends than before.
After that, we called each other by our secret nicknames. I called him A.M.
for `Ass Master' and I was C.D.- Cum Dumpster. Ron said he never met anyone
who liked to swallow cum as much as me.  Lol

To be continued

Authors note......This is a story based on things that really happened to me.
Like real life, some are good and some are bad. If you just wanted to read about
sex, you're reading the wrong story. I've had lots of sex in my life, but
sex does not make me who I am.

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