Date: Sat, 22 May 2010 11:16:37 -0500 From: Scott Fricker Subject: Garret's Initiation [Young Friends] The following is another hot memory from my junior high school years back in the early 70s. Although less detailed than my previous story "Gary", and admittedly somewhat disjointed in narrative flow, I hope you will nonetheless enjoy reading my account. Feel free to e-mail me with your comments. Danny told me about a conversation he had that afternoon walking home with Garret after school. Somehow at one point the conversation had turned to the subject of boners. Garret told Danny that he was getting them more and more often. He found them bothersome and told Danny that they would occur at the most embarrassing and inconvenient moments, such as when he'd need to deliver a book report in front of the classroom. It was soon apparent that Garret had never jacked-off or knew of such a thing when Garret said to Danny that he wished he knew a way to make his boners just go away. Danny invited me over to watch him take Garret's innocence. He knew how much I liked Garret since we had discussed boys we thought were cute one night whilst I was sleeping over at Danny's house. When the knock came at the front door Danny told me to run to his bedroom and get in the closet. I stood at the back of the closet and made sure to keep the door slightly ajar, leaving just enough gap to permit a clear view of Danny's bed. Garret unfastened the button on his cut-off jeans and rose his hips off the bed, pushing the shorts down to his knees. He was wearing bleached white briefs; a blue dashed line in the elastic band indicating he wore JCPenney Towncrafts, just like me. The jutting tubular shape of his erect penis was very apparent beneath the combed cotton fabric. Not waiting for Garret, Danny hooked his thumbs in the elastic band of Garret's briefs. Garret again arched his hips to assist Danny with descending the undergarment. Garret's loins were as hairless as the rest of his body. His boner looked to be about three to three and a half inches in length and was topped with a florid pink, buttressed tip. He was, like almost all american boys from that period, circumcized. As my eyes took in the view, I saw his little pecker flex up a couple of times. He looked incredibly hard. His cock had a horny looking banana curve to the shaft that caused his tip to nearly touch his pelvic skin. Below his cock hung a puffy round nutbag that was two or three shades lighter than the pink of his tip. The size seemed to indicate that Garret was probably capable of an ejaculation. I began to wonder if Garret's first orgasm would be a wet one. Garret's head rose from the pillow with a look of helplessness written on his face. His slender pelvis began to flutter up and down rapidly as Garret's eyes focused on the stroking of Danny's thumb and index finger wrapped around his slender boy cock. "You gettin' the feeling now, Garret?" Danny asked in a throaty voice. "Oh, it itches...Danny....RUB IT!" Garret responded, nearly shouting in a pleading desperate tone. The speed of Danny's strokes became faster. "It's okay, buddy. I know it's your first time. You'll be okay," Danny reassured Garret. Recalling how intense his own first orgasm had been, he didn't want Garret to be afraid. Garret's legs twitched as the muscles in his legs corded and his ass squirmed. The heals of his feet digging into the bed as his knees spread further apart. The thin expanse of his Towncraft briefs and his cut-offs pulled down around his knees permitting his legs to only spread so far. Garret's face began to flush pink, as if blushing. The nostrils on his nose flared as his breathing turned into panting.His eyebrows arched and Garret yelled "SOMETHING'S HAPPENING!" Danny knowing that Garret's moment of truth had arrived ceased stroking and began gripping Garret's slender shaft in his fist, feeling the boy's shaft swelling within his fingers. "Yeah, Garret. You gonna cum, man!" My eyes rapidly glanced back and forth between that utter look of horny expectation on Garret's face and the way Danny's hand gripped Garret's now incredibly swollen boy erection. Garret's lower back arched from the bed and his hips moved in a frantic violent series of bucks. Garret's head flew back and his eyes squeezed shut as his mouth gaped open, emitting gutteral grunts of sheer pleasure. I looked down at Danny tenderly squeezing Garret's boner, only the cherry-sized knob visible beyond his grip, and saw Garret's tip pulsing in spastic swells indicating his dry orgasm was taking place.