Date: Fri, 2 Jul 2004 21:34:39 -0700 (PDT) From: Brian Subject: First Taste of Mike: Chapter One First off, I guess I should explain about myself. My name is Brian. I'm 13 years old, brown hair, blue eyes, gay, and (supposedly) very cute. This is a story about what happened earlier this year. One of my best years ever. So, I'll start. One day when I was at a train station, I saw the cutest boy I had ever seen. He had on a tight white A-shirt and blue swimshorts. He looked about 12 or 13 and had green eyes, and brown hair. He was riding the same train I was on, so he was most likely also going to the Taste Of Chicago. I hoped to see him more while there. Well, my wish came true! I saw him around almost every corner. I noticed that he had been looking at me a lot, but tried to keep those thoughts out of my mind. Even if it was exactly what I wanted. One time I saw him in line at a Taste of Chicago booth, we started talking because the line was long. I found out that he lives in the town right next to me! It was great! We traded phone numbers and addresses and agreed to call each other and see if we could hang out sometime. And we did! That night when I got home, I ran straight for the phone, and called him up. When his father answered, I asked, "Is Mike there?" He called his son to the phone, and we started talking. We talked for almost an hour straight! I loved this kid a lot. We talked about lots of things. Like boys and girls. He seemed to steer away from the subject of girls, which was fine with me of course. So we mostly talked about boys, which was even better. Man, this boy was cool. Oh, and his voice was so...so...heavenly. I was going to get this boy no matter what I had to go through. But first I had to find out if he was gay or bi. I really hoped he was. The next day, he called me and asked if we could hang out. Of course, I said yes. So my mom drove me to his house, and we went swimming. I loved that part! He seemed to like it too. Because I noticed a bulge starting to grow in his swimsuit. I decided to just play around a little bit, and pretend like I'm not trying to do something. So, I started playfully grabbing at his crotch. Every time I did it, the bulge seemed to grow even larger. Geez, this boy was big for a 12 year old. He was just barely smaller than me, and I'm a year older than him! I just decided to ask him if he liked guys or girls, but in a sneaky way. I didn't want to seem like a weirdo. So I asked him if he had a girlfriend. Surprisingly, he said, "No, I don't have a girlfriend. I don't really like girls anyways." So I figured that he was gay. That made me really happy. I asked him if he wanted to go watch TV, and he said sure. So, we dried off, walked inside, and sat on the couch. Of course, I leaned as close to this cutie as I possible could. This was great! Man, I didn't think I could like him even more, but what he did next made it clear to me that he liked me, too. He actually reached down, and started to rub along my leg. He slowly got even closer and closer to that spot that I love so much. I couldn't wait any longer, so I pushed his hand right up to my dick! I couldn't beleive what I had just done! He just acted like nothing had happened though, and started to stroke my dick slowly. I was loving this so much! I was about to cum, so I moved his hand off. I wanted to save that for later. Both of us decided that we should probably go to his room if we were going to do anything fun tonight. Of course, he agreed. First, he asked his mom if I could spend the night. Then, I called mine, and told her that I was going to sleep over. Little did either of our parents know, this wasn't going to be any ordinary sleep over. I knew what was to come, and it was going to be the best night of either of our young lives!