Date: Sun, 18 Jun 2017 21:13:07 +0000 From: Scott Subject: Emission Accomplished Please consider a donation to Nifty by clicking on the link below. Thank you! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ......................................... A boy in white tube socks and blue gym shorts. Those are the first details that come to mind. The socks feature two bands of red near where they end a couple inches below his knobby knees. The shorts feature white piping at the leg openings. The shorts cover only a couple of inches of the boy's slender thighs. The boy is shirtless and wears black and white Adidas sneakers. He is standing in the driveway of his house shooting a basketball into a hoop attached just above the garage door. The boy has dark brown bordering on black hair. It's somewhat messy with a relaxed part. His hair is shiny, capturing and reflecting the bright summer sun. In contrast to his dark hair the boy has a rather pale complexion. He is 12 years of age. His slender physique features gangly thin arms and legs that suggest he will grow to be around six feet tall when he gets his growth spurt in a couple of years. At present he stands at an even five feet. There is a narrow border of white visible above his blue gym shorts. The elastic waistband of a pair of white cotton, y-front briefs. The nearly universal choice of underwear worn by boys in the 70s. From the blue dashed line in that waistband I can tell he's wearing JCPenney Towncraft briefs. I know because it's the same brand my mom buys for me. The boy's name is Eric. My name is Chuck. I live across the street from Eric. I am 13 nearing 14. I guess you will want to know what I look like too. I am 5'4" and weigh 115 pounds. My hair is sort of blond, but is starting to turn closer to brown. I have blue eyes. I get a pretty good tan in the summer and right now in the first week of summer vacation my skin is just starting to get a little golden. I'm waiting for the boner I've gotten from spying on Eric to go soft in my Levi cut-offs before I walk across the street to shoot hoops with him. I want Eric bad and before the summer is over I hope to get inside those Towncraft briefs he's got on. You might say I've made it my mission. Later in the summer... After sunset. A warm July night. Inside Eric's garage. Light from a flood light mounted on the house above the driveway illuminating the interior of the garage through four glass panes on the garage door. Both Eric and I sweaty from playing one-on-one in the driveway. The opportunity I've been waiting all summer for has finally arrived. Eric stands before me in his gym shorts as I drop to my knees in front of him. His flat slender tummy expands and deflates slowly before my eyes. Tonight he is wearing red gym shorts. I reach both hands up and pinch the bottom of the shorts and ease them down. His briefs, bleached snow white, are tented with an erection. I glance up at Eric's face and see his horny expression of anticipation. I return my gaze down to that expanse of combed cotton with his boner jutting up slightly away from his groin. I give it a fondling caress, feeling the heat radiating from his excitement through the soft underwear. Eric stretches his loins forward with a momentary flex. Gripping the elastic waistband between my fingertips, I lower his boy-sized briefs. His boner is pulled down with the descending garment before being freed. It makes a soft plopping sound as his dick slaps across his skin before regaining its slightly arched posture away from his groin. My mouth salivates and my heart beats rapidly inside my chest as I eye his beautiful boyhood for the first time. Like the rest of him, Eric's cock is slender and rather pale. It's capped with a tip that is hued a soft dusty pink. The front of that tip, where it joins the shaft, is buttressed out in a proudly defiant swell. He is tightly circumcised. His scrotum is plump and round and held up close to the slightly pillowed surface of his bald pubis. His penis visibly pulses with its engorgement. I take Eric's tender cock gently between the tips of my thumb and index finger. Feeling the resistant tension within his rigid state as I pull his nearly four inches into a suckable angle. As I lower my head down towards Eric's hairless crotch I can smell his boy sweat coupled with an aroma of dawning pubescence; that scent reminds me of freshly baked yeast rolls. I extend my tongue and twirl it across Eric's bloated boy cherry. My fingers feel a small twitch from the shaft as I hear my younger friend's gasp. I twirl and swirl a few times more, lapping at the sweaty taste of his kid dick. A vulnerable sounding whimper escapes Eric's lips as I cover him with my mouth, puckering my lips tight as a rubber gasket, and descend his 12-year-old innocence. Finally beginning to suck my very first dick! A muffled "nnnnuuuuu" comes from above my slowly bobbing head, sounding vaguely as if Eric is trying to say "no", while his feverishly warm, spiked tube of boy flesh seems to be shouting "YES!" in my mouth. I've already determined through a horny quid pro quo we had during our one-on-one game of shooting hoops that Eric has never masturbated and so I know I'll be taking his cherry. The thought makes me moan as I massage Eric's thumb-slender boner with rhythmic glides from my puckered lips up and down his shaft, teasing the glass-smooth tip of it with flickers of my tongue each time my lips ascend to the hard flare of his corona. I reach my right hand up between his thighs and gently cradle his plum-shaped sac, rubbing the side of my thumb across the baby cheek smoothness of it. I love hearing Eric's sweetly vulnerable sounding whimpers of pleasure which come sporadically between breaths that are starting to sound more rapid and more frantic. I feel Eric's fingers gripping my shoulders as his legs begin to tremble. And hear another "nnnuuuuu", this time sounding somewhat louder and somewhat more anxious in tone. Eric stretches his groin forward in an involuntary arch and then repeats it twice more. With sudden arrival, Eric's hips begin to flutter frantically. In a rush of syllables, sounding as if they are forming a single word, Eric yelps, "STOP-CHUCK-IT-FEELS-FUNNY!!!" And then grunts, bucking his groin tensely forward. He's cumming! I quickly pucker my lips to grip Eric's boner just below his flaring helmet and am rewarded with three rapid-fire bursts of honey sweet, boy cum. Eric's virgin cum! Eric whimpers in tones that sound painful but which I know are the polar opposite. His fingers grip my shoulders stronger as his legs squat slightly at his shakey knees. His post-ejaculatory erection flinching in spasms against the surface of my now ladled tongue. I glide my mouth off of Eric's dick and look at his spit-glazed stiffy quivering with flexes that manage to straighten out the slight arch of his shaft with each twitch it makes. I roll my tongue around inside my mouth savouring the delicious taste of Eric's virgin load of thin, infertile boy cum. I glance up at Eric's flushed and sweaty face and see the weak tired expression of a boy who has just experienced his very first orgasm. He smiles sheepishly down at me and simply says, "Chuck, you made me sperm." (E)mission accomplished!