Date: Sat, 01 Sep 2001 21:38:10 -0700
From: Scott <scotty2hottie_25@hotmail.com>
Subject: Kevin

I was 11 years old.  I just had my birthday not too long before, so it must
have been early March sometime.  I was invited by my friend Kevin to sleep
over at his house for the night, Kevin was my age, but he was held back a
year so he was in the grade below mine.  He was about five foot's six, and
a little plump.  He had red hair. I was much smaller than Kevin. I was four
foot nothing, with brown hair.
	Kevin's house was two stories. The bedrooms were upstairs.  We were
downstairs in the living room, watching television.  We were sitting in our
sleeping bags on the couch when I asked him what kind of underwear he wore,
and what color they were, he said that he wore white briefs.  He asked
about me and I told him colored briefs, I didn't like 'em but that's what
my parents bought me.  Next I told him that if he showed me his underwear,
I would , in return, show him mine, so we did.  Then I said that if he
showed me his dick , I'd show him mine, he agreed and I pulled down my
underwear and showed him my tiny little prick.  He did not seem impressed,
but I realized why when he pulled down his underwear. It was big, with red
pubic hair at the base of it. I told him to touch my penis, so that I could
touch his.  He touched me and I sprouted a boner. I touched his and it grew
bigger. I played with his pubic hair, twirling it around my fingers. I
became really brave and rubbed his cock head against my cheek, he really
liked that.  Then we rubbed our dicks together for a few seconds.  After
that we moved down onto the floor.
	As soon as we got down onto the floor Kevin's sister walked in, it
took a few minutes but we were eventually able to get her to leave.  We
were watching t.v. when I looked over at Kevin. He was lying on his back,
in his sleeping bag.  His hands were moving around inside his sleeping bag
in the area of his crotch.  I asked what he was doing.  He said that he was
playing with himself. I told him that I thought that that was gross!  He
said he did it because it felt good.  I reached over and grabbed his dick
in my hands through the sleeping bag, I laid on top of him, put my hard
stick against his and started rubbing them together by thrusting my hips.
Kevin looked bored.  I was having a great time, when, for the first time, I
had an orgasm.  The orgasm was a dry one, but memorable non the less.  I
rolled over, still shaking, and lay next to him.