Date: Mon, 09 Jul 2007 14:15:25 +0000 From: Mike Donaldson Subject: Mikie's Series Chapter 1: Me and Jim Nifty has my permission to publish this story for their reader's enjoyment. The story is based on something that almost happened when I was a teen. I wish now I hadn't chickened out and backed away from Jim's window when I saw... Mikie Series Chapter 1: Me and Jim Warm summer day, early June, after my 8th grade year... I hoped I could stay in bed and spend some time humping the matrice but my mom had other plans... Just cause she has to go to work, why should I have to get up too? But I get up and go pee hoping my boner will go down before I have to go in for breakfast. It does. I head out across the neighborhood to my best bud Jim's house. Jim is just out of 7th grade but it's a head taller than me and we are inseparable. Jim's mom works shifts so I never knock since she might be asleep. I go round the back to his window to see if he's in. Dang! I can't believe it. He's laying face down on his bunk bed, both hands at his crotch, humping his blanket with slow strokes. I'd done that ever since I can remember but I thought I was the only one in the world who did it. He's got on jeans and a t-shirt same as me and he's humping the bed same as me. I can't believe it. I just stand there frozen watching my best friend's butt go up and down. What if he hears me breathing? What if he turns his head and sees me? I ought not to be watching. I ought to go but my feet are glued to the ground and I'm getting a boner. Jim reaches out and bunches up some more blanket and as he does he turns my way and I'm so busted. Well, he's busted too but I'm the one feeling busted. "Dang! Mikie!!! What are you doing? How long you been spying on me?" "I'm not spying; I just wanted to see if you were home and not wake up your mom." Jim sat up. He had a towel stuck in the front of his jeans and about half of it hanging out so I couldn't see his boner. "You better not tell anybody." "I won't. You're my best friend. Besides, I do it too. I didn't get to finish this morning cause my mom made me get up." Dang! I hate it when I don't get to finish." "Like now?" "Yeah, it's like I get a cramp in my nuts." "Well, let me in and we can both finish." Jim came around and unlocked the back door. He'd taken the towel out of his pants. Be hard to explain if he mom woke up and saw him with a towel hanging out the front of his pants. The outline of his boner was showing through his jeans but then so was mine. We both sneaked back to his room and he locked the door. I wish I had a lock on my door. Jim rummaged around in his dresser drawer and found a clean pair of white sox and handed me on. "What's this for?" "Put it on your wiener so you don't mess your pants when you sperm." I grinned and turned away to unzip my pants and put the sock on. I heard Jim's zipper so I guess he was doing the same. When I turned around he had his pants zipped back up but the sock over his boner make it look huge. I glanced down at mine and was surprised that it looked really big too. Jim lay down on his bed and scooted over to the other side and I climbed in next to him. His blanket was pretty much bunched up in the middle of the bed and he gave me half. We both eased down on our halves of the bunched up blanket and started humping. I guess my jeans were tighter than Jim's because I wasn't getting much feeling through all the cloth so I raised up and unfastened my jeans letting my sock covered pecker stick out. I lowered myself again, pressed the blanket around my boner with my hands, and started humping. Yeah, now it felt right. We humped together in silence for a while occasionally rearranging the blanket. Then Jim said, "I'm getting the feeling." And he started humping really hard making the bed sway and squeak. It was so hot watching his butt go up and down I started humping harder too and pretty soon I started getting that tense tingly feeling in my belly. By now we were both straining and breathing hard, grunting softly each time we pushed our peckers into the blanket going faster and faster. All at once Jim made this kind of moan and stopped humping. He moaned again and pushed hard against the blanket. I knew he was sperming and my balls pulled up and the slimy stuff started pumping out of my pecker too. After it was over we both lay on the bed panting, trying to catch our breath. Jim rolled over to me and grinned.