Date: Sun, 27 May 2007 08:30:29 -0700 From: Jay roberts Subject: "His Friend's Size Makes a Difference." ====I didn't write this story for young guys under 18 and I ask that you do not stay. I also didn't write this for people who hate gay porno. Stay away. All others More than welcome. Barry and Billy were both thirteen, but you would never guess that because they looked so difference. Barry was 5'10" while Billy was 5'4". Barry could pass for seventeen with his deep voice, and if undressed, with his hairy armpits and crotch hair. He also had an incipient moustache that Billy admired greatly. In fact there was not much that Billy didn't admire about Barry. I'm afraid to report that Barry often was a shit head and took advance of his smaller friend. Barry loved Black Crow candy and directed Billy to carry it with him...always. Barry would hold out his hand and say "Black Crow" and Billy would deposit one on Barry's palm. No thanks, only a grunt that Billy took to me a thanks. Their relationship wasn't always this way. They knew each other since 6th grade. Then they were both little kids. They giggled together and learned about boy sex together. But Barry suddenly matured. He was no longer a little kid. He had grown up ideas about his sexuality now that excluded Billy. Up to a year ago, when they were still pre-adolescents they had exciting and tender sex together. They loved 69ing the best. They were suck away at each other's small cocklets until the dry orgasm overcame them as they shook and moaned and enjoyed the electric currents running up and down their spines. The kids would be exhausted after that and they would snuggle together and nap, like tired puppies. All this was in the past and Billy missed it greatly. Once in a while, Barry would get horny and give Billy the privilege of giving him a blowjob. Barry was not blind, Billy may have looked babyish, but he had thick blond hair, blue eyes and skin like a girl. His naturally red mouth was a turn on as he suckled Barry. A return favor was never offered in return. Now Barry had cache because of he early maturity, but he was not very handsome. His nose was too prominent on his thin face and his body was slim and rangy. Billy, nevertheless, thought Barry was the sexiest guy in school. One of the things that saddened Billy was that Barry had fallen in love, or at least lust, with Frank Western. Frank was also a Middle School senior, also mature, but was very glamorous and the whole school admired him. He looked like someone from the cast of one of those teen shows, big brown eyes, wavy reddish-blond hair and perfect mouth and teeth. Girls swooned, guys secretly got hard ons. Barry and Billy were once buddies. Now Billy had become a stooge, almost a slave to Barry. This fact prompted Barry to enlist poor Billy in his plan to "hook up" with Frank Western. One day, in the cafeteria Barry and Billy were eating lunch. Barry was mooning over Frank whom he could see across the room at the jock's table. "Billy, could you do a favor for me." "Sure, soon as I finish my frank and soda. What's up?" "Frank kinda likes you. I've seen him pat your head and give you a nice smile. Try to feel him out about how he feels about me." Billy shrugged and walked slowly over to the jock table. Frank saw him coming and called out a "hey". Barry listened as hard as he could to catch what was being said. "Hey back to you big guy," said Billy in his flutey soprano. "You look like you have something on your mind. Come over here." Frank good-naturedly grabbed the kid and wrestled him onto his lap. "Come on cutey, give me a lap dance." Billy happy to be the center of attention wiggled around on the big guys legs. Frank felt himself getting a stiffy so he pushed him off. "Look at the kids red lips, natural too. Kiddo you are too pretty to be a guy." Frank surprised himself as well as Billy as he gave him a kiss on the cheek. Billy cleared his throat and assumed his messenger role. "You know my friend Barry over there. I think he likes you and wants to know if you want to hang out sometime." Billy knew that he had altered the message, but this was what Barry really wanted to know. Barry, his leg shaking back and forth was dying waiting for the report. Billy made his way back to the table, enjoying making Barry wait. "He says he'll think about it." Well Frank and Barry didn't get together before the summer vacation and graduation that was only a few weeks away. Then came the plans for summer. Barry went up to Cape Cod to stay with his uncle who had a boat. Billy went to Scout camp as he had done each year. Barry got back late August. He headed down to Main Street and the Sweet Shoppe. He figured he'd run into everyone around there. He ordered a coffee float and was watching the kid put it together when he heard a voice behind him. It was one of those adolescent hoarse voices that kids get when their changed voices are still unsettled. He could see the owner of the voice in the mirror in front of him. The tall kid vaguely resembled Billy. "It is you, Billy. Shit, you look so different." And he did. His baby fat cheeks had disappeared, leaving lean ones with dimples. He had grown a manly chin. His baby fat body was transformed into a nice rangy aspect. "Yeah, I had my puberty during the summer." He laughed in a new manly way. "Incidentally, call me Bill like everyone does at scout camp. Eh, I guess I should tell you that Frank and I hooked up. Yeah, it's a relationship with benefits." He laughed again. "I guess I won that one." "Makes no nevermind to me. I don't think I ever really wanted him. I got other irons in the fire." "Sure, I guess you must. Maybe we can get together, you know the four of us...if you got you guy." "Whatever." end