Date: Fri, 16 May 2014 09:48:23 +1000
From: Colin Barnard <crkbarnard@gmail.com>
Subject: Enjoying Myself Part 13

(Thanks to all those who keep encouraging me to write these memories)

This part is about Leo. He was in my year at school, in the same classes
(A-stream) but unlike the rest of the brighter students, generally a bit of
a lad. He lived in a city a few miles away from our school and it was
strange that he came to our school at all as there would have been other
choices. That meant at lunch times he had nowhere to go if we went off
campus and so he often came back to my house.

A few weeks after Adrian had 'dumped' me, I was starting to mix more with
my class mates outside of school. Leo was one of them. Mark, Dean and Leo
started to come back for lunch at my place and I'd managed to show them my
newest prize - a porn video that my Dad had in his wardrobe. I was somewhat
of a hero in sharing this find and we all sat and ate pizza, watching these
two girls go at it together. I knew my game well and watched for the
telltale signs: shuffling of legs, adjusting of teen cocks in school
trousers and I knew deep down that if they were on their own, they be
spanking the monkey right there and then. Now Mark and I had wanked a few
times in front of each other but Dean was a bit prudish and Leo was an
unknown quantity. By about the 5th showing of 'Confessions of a Lesbos
Honey' I thought I'd suggest that we should wank. Mark was up for it, Dean
not at all and Leo was uncertain. So I suggested that I was going to my
bedroom and that those who wished to wank could join me and avail
themselves of the extensive literature collection. I headed upstairs.

Mark opened the door and hopped on the bed, alongside me and pulled down
his trousers and just went for it. He had a weird dick and his foreskin
didn't retract and he was probably my best mate in class and for some
reason, even though he was the best looking boy in our year, I never found
him attractive. He was independent and wasn't ever going to play rude games
- I could tell.
After we'd got going, Leo opened my bedroom door and looked slightly
awkward but then made a big joke out of it, something along the lines of "I
always knew you two were wankers" or something drole.

He turned away and unzipped himself and sat on the end of my bed, facing
away from us but with a porn mag in hand. I thought it a bit odd but didn't
say anything. We soon all reached climax and were reaching for the toilet
roll. I was rather pleased that I had another recruit and would be
following this up but without Mark and Dean to get in my way.

So within days, I managed to arrange it so only Leo came back - I have no
recollection of what I said but it worked. On went 'Confessions of a Lesbos
Honey' and Leo was, once again, transfixed. This time I suggested we could
wank on the sofa, in front of the video. He agreed and we got down to
business. About half way through our session, I thought I'd up the stakes.
I was so horny and having no Adrian to share with, I was prepared to take
risks. "Shall we do each other?" I timidly suggested. Leo looked at me like
I'd just said I'd shagged his mother "No way - it's gay" he snapped back at
me. I tried to make a big joke of it which he seemed to accept but he
turned away from me and finished himself off more privately - just as he
had one that first session. As we walked back to school I tried to make
light of the situation and he didn't seem to want to talk about it so I
dropped it. I was petrified he'd blab about it at school, especially as
Adrian could easily back him up. I was in trouble...

It was therefore more than somewhat surprising that the next day it was he
who suggested we go back to my place for lunch. I wasn't sure if he'd
forgotten about what I said (unlikely) or had dismissed it as a joke (I
hoped and thought so). As we waited for the pizza to cook we watched some
TV. "Any chance of watching that porno?" Leo asked. I was surprised,
pleasantly so. Was he trying to 'normalise' what happened to show he didn't
care or just horny and had accepted my comments as a joke. Very strange. I
popped on the video and we watched it in silence for a few minutes. I
wasn't going to make the first move. "Mind if I have a wank, Charlie?" he
half asked - half instructed. "Yeah sure, why not?" I replied, unsure of
myself.

He pulled his trousers down slightly, not all the way. He wasn't turned
away from me this time. After a few seconds he enquired "You not joining
in?"
Hmm, was this a trap? I wasn't sure. I think I mumbled something about
needing to check on the pizza and I left the room. My head was spinning.
Yesterday he'd as good as called me a queer and now, here he was engaging
in activity that most straight boys wouldn't. Well not if they'd just been
propositioned with mutual masturbation. I returned from the kitchen,
carrying the pizza and placed it down on the coffee table. Leo was fully
into his stride and stroking his dick. I was giddy with excitement and
threw caution to the wind. If it was a trap I couldn't see it and so within
minutes I was sat alongside him, rubbing my teen meat.

I was mid session, watching the video and something very surprising
happened. Without announcement, Leo reached over with his right hand and
just grabbed my dick. He didn't say anything, didn't ask, didn't instruct.
Just did it. It was a fabulous moment. I hadn't 'shared' with another boy
for some weeks and this was incredible. I slid my left hand across to him
and felt his rock hard dick (he was one of those that had a dick as hard as
stone when excited). I pulled the foreskin back of his slightly
smaller-than-average tool. It was quite tight and I sensed pulling his skin
back all the way was uncomfortable for him but there was no mistaking that
he was enjoying this. "Mmm" he moaned appreciatively. I missed someone who
wasn't afraid to indicate their enjoyment. "That's really good" he grunted.
As my hand slid up and down his rigid pole, he fumbled a bit with mine. His
grip was too light on my dick and I told him so. He adjusted but it wasn't
good enough. He then scooted up right next to me, our hips nearly touching
so he could get a better angle. "Is that okay?" I nodded that it was. I
didn't need to ask him if I was on track with handling him. I was, by now,
experienced in the ways of pleasuring someone else and I could tell only
too well that what I was doing was having the desired effect. He was
getting seriously into this and was grinding his pelvis up to meet my
downward strokes. Not since Tim had I met someone so happy to be lost in
the moment. He kept telling me how good this was I stroked him towards
climax. He tensed his whole body: "Charlie, I am going to cum soon." I
ignored him and kept going "Charlie, I am going to cum any minute.
Charlie...." and with that he thrust his pelvis off the sofa, let go of my
dick, pulled his school jumper and shirt right up just in time as his dick
pulsed and shot 4-5 impressive, gooey loads on to his belly and on to the
wad of tissues he had placed near the base of his cock. As I slowed my
rhythm he became incredibly sensitive and violently pulled away from me;
"That tickles" he said with a mischievous grin. Within a few seconds, I
jerked myself off to a very satisfying orgasm and, despite the judicious
use and placement of tissues, still managed to get a fair bit on my school
jumper. Oh well - a small price to pay for a very pleasing lunchtime
session. I felt like I was back in the game and had found another special
friend to share with.

As we walked back to school, Leo was more than happy to chat about what had
happened, commenting on how different it felt to have someone else jerk him
off. A girl at school had tossed him off before but he told me she wasn't
very good at it and just shook it like a can of deodorant - a description
and image that still makes me smile to this day, poor lad. I was happy that
I had achieved something she hadn't - I have pleasured him and he enjoyed
it. I was also relieved that he was reacting so well - something that
seemed impossible only 24hrs earlier. However, I could tell this was not
like Ade, he was in this for himself. I needed to be careful about any of
this looking 'gay'.

Over the next few weeks Leo was a very regular visitor to my house at
lunchtimes. He even cycled the 8 miles or so over to my place on some
weekends. Of course we did other things than rude stuff but the mutual
masturbation was always the highlight of each visit. It wasn't until after
a few weeks, however, I felt I wanted to progress things to my favourite
activity - namely getting my laughing gear around his teen meat. I had been
put off ramping things up by the Adrian and James experiences and that
initial false start with Leo had scared me. The next step is the subject of
my next story...


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