Date: Fri, 28 Jun 2013 21:45:00 -0400 From: jim north Subject: Sharing My Skin The usual legal notices/disclaimers apply here. Please donate to Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I love my foreskin and always enjoyed showing it off to my cut friends. I didn't have any brothers, but all of my cousins were also uncut and growing up in a small town in south-western Ontario, the other boys sometimes made fun of us. Once in a while though, some boy in my class would secretly confess that he thought it was cool and would ask for a closer look. When we were younger (around 7 or 8), it was nothing more than a 'show-and-tell'. I think my favourite time was when I was 12 and one of my best friends and I were peeing next to each other in the boys room at school. "What does that feel like?" he asked me very seriously. At that age I was quickly realizing that it wasn't only my dick that was different from my friends. I knew by then that I was gay and jerked off all the time thinking about the other boys in my class. And Eric, the guy standing next to me with his dick sticking out of his pants, was definitely one of my mini-crushes. "It feels great," I said, and started to pull the skin back and forth over the shiny head of my cock, which was starting to get hard. Eric started stroking his dick too, which was also getting stiff. "Come to my place after school," Eric said, before shoving his boner back into his briefs, zipping up, and leaving the bathroom. I was a little nervous, but Eric lived right around the corner from me, so I just went straight to his house and hoped for the best. I really wanted to check out his cock and let him play with mine. I knocked and Eric opened the door. He said that his parents were at work and wouldn't be home for a couple of hours. He offered me a Coke and then took me to his room in the basement. I must admit, it was pretty cool. It was only partly finished, but he had his own bathroom and a big couch and TV. If I lived there I probably wouldn't ever leave. Eric was about my height, but his hair was a long dark brown compared to my blond buzzcut. We were both past our baby-fat stage and were skinny all over - except for Eric's cock - which I was about to find out as I hadn't gotten a good look at it in the boys room earlier. And he didn't waste any time. He sat down on the couch, turned on the TV to a 'Baywatch' re-run, and invited me to sit next to him. When I did, he immediately pulled his t-shirt off, then unzipped his jeans and pushed them and his tighty-whities down to his knees, showing me his already hard cock. It wasn't very long, but was really thick and stuck up from a small bush of brown pubes. Although my dick and balls had started to grow, my pubes hadn't started growing at all and my first instinct was to reach out and stick my fingers in the small patch of curly dark hair at the base of his dick. I also noticed that he had a few hairs in his armpits, which I couldn't wait to get, too I reached over and felt his hair which was really cool, but I almost immediately wrapped my fingers around his fat little dick. It felt so much like mine but at the same time, it felt so different. The fact that he was cut was the biggest difference, but his cock was also so much thicker than mine. It was a strange sensation. I'd touched one or two of my friends before, but they were just flaccid little-boy one-inchers. This was the first time I touched someone who had started puberty and had more of a 'big-boys' cock. It was about three inches long and looked even shorter when I compared it to my skinny four inches. His balls were also bigger than mine, but mine seemed to hang a lot looser in my hairless bag. When I touched his balls, I could feel that they had a peach-fuzz covering even though I couldn't really see it. "So? Let's go!" Eric suddenly said, and I realized that I hadn't even unbuttoned yet. I quickly undid my jeans and shoved them and my blue briefs right down to my knees, too. Eric immediately reached over and grabbed my boner in his fist. He then took a thumb and finger and slowly started to pull my foreskin back and leaned in closer as my shiny pink head came into view. I just sat there and enjoyed the sensation of another boy touching my dick, skinning me back. Even my doctor let me pull it back on my own when I went for my check-up, although he always groped my nuts and asked me to cough, which I thought was pretty weird. "It's so freaky, but cool!" Eric said as he continued to pull my skin back and forth. "Doesn't it hurt when the skin stretches around your head?" "No. Here - watch this," I said, and grabbed the end of my boyskin between my thumb and finger and pulled it way out from my body. Now my dick looked about six inches, but just as skinny. I'd been pulling on it constantly since I was about three years old, so it had a lot of give. "Holy shit!" Eric said. I let go and the skin snapped back to its normal length, which still covered the head with some to spare. Eric reached over and repeated what I had just done. "That's awesome!" he said before starting to stroke my dick again while I reached over and stroked his cock and played with his small bush of pubes. "Wait!" he said. "Why don't you let me finish you and then you can do me," he suggested. I didn't care how we did it, so I just sat back and watched him get down to it. I was more of a fister on my dick, but he sort of gingerly used only two fingers on the bottom and his thumb on top to stroke me good. My head kept disappearing and sticking out again and Eric leaned in close to get a good look. Watching his face as he rubbed my hard cock was fantastic and it was only a minute or two later when I told him I was going to jizz. He started rubbing me faster. "Here it comes," I said, and he was smart enough to pull his head back a little bit. I quickly pulled up my t-shirt and the cum shot up onto my chest and stomach as my cock twitched in his fingers. He slowed down as my orgasm finished and pulled my skin back one more time before letting go. I grabbed my prick and squeezed it from the base and as my skin came up over the head, more cum dribbled out onto my stomach. "Awesome!" Eric said again. He handed me a box of tissues and I wiped myself up as best I could. Then I turned my attention back to Eric's fat little dick. "Do you trust me?" I asked him. "Yeah, I guess so. Why?" "It's just something a cousin of mine did to me once," I replied. I got down on the floor in front of him and immediately stuck my mouth on his cut prick and swirled my tongue around the head. I knew that just rubbing the underside of my head felt really good and I figured he'd be the same, so I concentrated on that spot before heading down to lick at his fuzzy balls. I still could barely see the hair, but my fingers and tongue could feel it. At first he just shut his eyes and moaned, but eventually he couldn't help staring down at me sucking his cock. I'd started to go soft, but now my prick was completely hard again. I knew I could cum twice in under ten minutes, so with one hand I started working on my own dick again, using my old fist method. I could feel the skin sliding up and down over my sensitive head and I knew it wouldn't take me long. I was hornier than I'd ever been in my life. Just as I could feel my second load building up, Eric started to breath really hard and shut his eyes again. His eyes suddenly snapped open and he looked down at me. "I'm gonna cum," he whispered in a breathless voice. I pulled my mouth off his cock and started licking his balls again. "Jerk it!" I said to him, and he grabbed himself with his two fingers and thumb and started stroking really fast. A second later, he started blowing his boycum in my hair and face as I was shooting my second load onto the floor. It was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me in my young gay life, and I knew I'd never forget this experience. We were both breathing hard and I stuck out my tongue to lick some of his cum off my face. This was my first time tasting someone else's, and I think I liked his better than my own. It was warm and salty-sweet. I used some more tissue to wipe my face, but the cum that had dribbled from his prick onto his stomach, I just licked up and swallowed, before licking a few drops from the tip of his head. He kept staring at me with his eyes wide. "Hey man, relax. Wasn't that fun?" I asked him. "Yeah - I was just kind of surprised. I've heard of stuff like that, but I didn't think people actually did it," he said. "Especially the eating part," he added. "I don't always eat it, but sometimes it's fun. One time, I put my legs over my head and it went straight into my mouth. That was the best." We pulled our pants up and watched TV for a while before I left, but the story wasn't quite over. Apparently, Eric had kind of a big mouth. By the end of the school year, I was blowing four other boys in my class about once a week. Sometimes in groups, but mostly just one of them at a time in their bedrooms or mine. They were all curious about jerking my uncut prick, but only one of them ever gave me a BJ. He liked it so much that whenever we got together after that, we'd '69', even though we didn't know it was called that until we were older. We actually did it in front of the whole group one time, while the other four boys kneeled around us and shot their cum onto the two of us on the floor. That was my new 'hottest thing' that had ever happened to me. In grade eight, when I was thirteen, I started stealing underwear and jockstraps from their bedroom floors - never a clean pair from the dresser drawer. I'd take them home and smell them while I jerked my now five inch (but still too skinny), uncut prick. Fifteen years later and I still have a few pairs, plus a jockstrap from one of the hottest guys in high school - but that's another story.