Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2016 21:08:47 +0100 (BST)
From: danrl1099@tutanota.com
Subject: Everett & I Discover Real Fun - Chapter 4

I was extremely na?ve in life and especially anything sexual.  "What is an
orgasm"?  I asked.

"It is what put the sperm in your wife that makes babies" Everett said.

I think I was even more confused.  Everett then told me about "The Birds
and Bees" that his dad told him.  A whole new world of knowledge was opened
up to me.

I am not sure how other people learned about all of that, but that is how I
learned.  From my younger friend? My dad did attempt to have the Talk with
me about a year later, but I told him I already knew about everything.  I
think he was relieved.  I also think at that time he realized that I was
gay, or going to be gay.  That was confirmed many years later.  We had a
good laugh about it.


After me and Everett had our night in the tent, I was basically hard every
time Everett popped into my mind.  The problem was that Everett and his
family were moving to Wisconsin soon, and in my mind at the time, he was
the only one that I knew that I could do these things with.  Before he
moved away, his mom brought me and him to a local beach on one hot summer
day.

Neither of our families had air conditioning and when Everett called to ask
if myself and my mom would like to go to the beach with him and his mom, we
jumped at the invite.  Personally, I would have liked for both of our mom's
to go to the beach so me and Everett could have some "alone" time.

I was quite fit and liked to swim.  Everett was a bit afraid to go into
deep water, so he would only go up to his neck with water, which wasn't
that deep considering how young we were.  I thought that was funny, but at
that time, I was consumed with lust, so anytime with Everett was great for
me, that is for sure.  Especially knowing he would be moving soon.

Our mom's brought along reclining rubbery type lawn chairs in which they
put into the lake and told us to basically "Go Away".  I am sure they
wanted to be alone to talk about Mom stuff.  So me and Everett started
playing in the lake far away from our Mom's.  I personally wanted to go
into deep water so we could take off our swim trunks without anybody
seeing, but we could only go out as far as Everett was comfortable.  The
beach was strangely vacant that day and we went out as far as Everett could
and I asked him if he was hard, and he nodded.  I told him I was too and
that I wished we could "Rub".  That was what we called it.  Everett took
hold of my hand and guided me to the far end of the beach.  Like where
nobody ever goes, probably because it was weedy on the bottom.

Here, we can Rub together and nobody will see.  So we both dropped our
swimming trunks and rubbed our boy boners together.  I, of course, being
the horn dog I was at the time got "Super" into it and wrapped my arms
around him so we were pressed together and our boners were rubbing together
under the water.  I couldn't stop and neither could he and we both had
another dry cum.  That was the first time that I ever knew that he had one.

I knew he had one because I could feel him clench up and stuff.

"Did you have one Everett"?  He could barely breathe.  "I think so".  "Me
too".

He laughed.  "I Know you did.  I could feel your wiener pulse".

"Doesn't it feel awesome" I asked him.

"I dunno, it kinda hurt.  Maybe I'm not old enuf to make it feel good".
"But I want to keep doing it".


A couple weeks later, I was invited to go to Everett's grandparent's house.
I for sure wanted to go.  Why wouldn't I?  Turns out, that Everett didn't
really want me to go because of his angry orgasm.  I had no idea, so I
readily accepted the invitation.  His grandparent's house had a pool and a
little pool house, which I thought was really cool.  When we arrived, we
put our stuff in our room and we immediately went down to the pool.

We went to the pool house to change into our trunks and we were both hard
as nails.  I asked Everett if he wanted to rub, and he said, maybe for a
little while.  So we started to rub and I got into it and started to kiss
him on his neck and basically humped him like no tomorrow.  Then he said
STOP!  I didn't understand.  Why?  He told me, that he just wanted to stop
and if I didn't understand, then I would need to go home.  (Again, years
later, he was close to cumming and he didn't want it to hurt again for him)

I felt so hurt and so rejected and everything.  I thought that I had hurt
him somehow.  Basically, I really didn't know what was going on, except
that his mom drove me back to my house that night.  She kept asking me what
happened, and obviously I could tell her the truth, so I just made
something up.  (to this day, I cannot remember what lie I told her).  Then
she ran out of gas ? of the way to my house and I just started bawling.
Remember, I was only a little over 12 years old, plus, I was so full of
emotion with Everett.

We finally got "rescued" by a nice police man who was able to give her some
gas to allow us to get to their house.  My house was only ? block away, and
I wiped away my tears and told her that I was sorry.  If Everett didn't
want to be my friend anymore, I would understand.

I walked home that night filled with anxiety about everything.  I didn't
know if I did anything wrong or what, but I think I felt that I crossed a
line that I shouldn't have crossed.  I dunno.


More to come


Let me know if you want more of my early experiences with Everett or just
want to let me know if you liked this story.  danrl1099@tutanota.com

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