Date: Mon, 6 Sep 2021 22:23:53 +0200 (CEST) From: jade.indigo@tutanota.com Subject: Sleepover Sexploration Sleepover Sexploration by Jade Indigo ( jade.indigo@tutanota.com ) STORY CODES: b/b, mast DISCLAIMER: This is fantasy; never happened. Don't get your knickers in a twist about it. If it's illegal for you to read this kind of story, please don't put yourself at risk. PLEASE: Donate to Nifty at https://donate.nifty.org/ Seriously, it's the right thing to do. NOTE: The conceit of this story is that it is a fragment of an audio file. It is transcribed here for your Nifty reading pleasure. ON WITH THE STORY: [garbled voices, the file is corrupted beyond recovery prior to this point] Boy: So... the first time I ever did any gay stuff? I guess it was with Paul. Man: How old is Paul? Boy: He's thirteen Man: So that makes him a couple of years older than you. Boy: Yeah, two years and two months. Man: How do you know Paul? Boy: He's my back door neighbor and best friend since... forever. Man: Back door neighbor? Boy: His back yard and my back yard touch on the back fence. Man: Oh my... Boy: There's a gate in it, but only me and him ever use it. Man: Oh... dear... Boy: What? Man: Never mind, for now. What does Paul look like? Boy: I don't know. Normal I guess. I'm not very good at describing people. Man: Okay, I'll ask questions then. What color is his hair? Boy: Blond Man: Does he wear it long or short? Boy: His dad makes him keep it cut short. Man: Like a buzz cut? Boy: No, just short hair. If it ever gets in his eyes he's going to get a haircut pretty soon. Man: What color are his eyes? Boy: Sort of blue gray, really light colored. Do you want to hear about the gay stuff or not? Man: Of course I do, kiddo! But it's not just what you did, but who you did it with and all the circumstances. Your camera is all wonky so all I have to go on is your voice and the descriptions you can give me. Boy: Oh, yeah, I guess so. What else do you want to know about Paul? Man: Does he wear braces? Boy: Yeah, his dad is an orthodontist. Man: That's super convenient. Is Paul tall or short? Fat or thin? Boy: Umm... normal height, I guess, compared to kids his age. He's not skinny, but he's not fat either. He plays football. He's the one who runs with the ball sometimes and catches it sometimes. Man: Halfback? Boy: I think so. That sounds right. Man: Does he have freckles? Boy: No, and he gets a tan really easy. By this time of year, when he takes off his clothes, he's got a really sharp tan line across his hips. Man: That little detail right there is golden. That's enough about Paul for now. Tell me about the first time you did gay stuff with him. Boy: That's easy. It was summer a few years ago, right before his tenth birthday. Man: So you were seven? Boy: Almost eight! Man: Of course {chuckles} Boy: He just got back from church camp. I couldn't go because it was only for Catholics. Man: You must have missed him a lot. Boy: Longest ten days of my life Man: Awww... Boy: But when he got back, we had a sleepover, and after we went to bed, that's when we did the gay stuff. The first time, I mean. Man: His house or yours? Boy: My house. It's almost always my house. He has like six sisters and he doesn't even have a real bedroom at his house. Man: So at least you guys have some privacy at your house. Boy: Yeah. I have bunk beds for sleepovers, but when Paul sleeps over we just share my bed. Man: What were you guys sleeping in? Boy: My bed... I just told you. Man: {loud laughter} Sorry, I meant what were you wearing to sleep in? Boy: I sleep naked. Since I got out of diapers. Man: Now that's another wonderful image for me to dwell on later. Does Paul sleep naked too? Boy: Not at his house. Man: Well yeah, no actual bedroom. But at your house? Boy: He sleeps naked, like me. Man: This keeps getting better. I guess you boys were already used to seeing each other's bodies Boy: Yeah, it's pretty normal for us, I mean at my house. Sleeping, taking showers together, changing into swimsuits, that kind of stuff. Man: But you never did any gay stuff before that night? Boy: We felt of each other's junk the first time we took a bath together, but it wasn't gay, it didn't even seem naughty. My mom didn't seem to care. Man: I suppose neither of you have brothers, so it was just curiosity. Boy: That's pretty much the only thing my mom said about it. Man: But that night was different? Boy: Yeah, so Paul whispered to me that he wanted to show me something he learned how to do at camp and he pushed the sheets down below our knees so I could see. He told me he learned how to rub his dick to get a really good feeling from it and he wanted to teach me too. Man: Did he call it his "dick?" Boy: Yeah, I was still calling it my wiener, but he learned that new word at church camp too, so that's what he called it. Man: Sounds like he was eager to teach you all the fun things he learned at camp. Boy: Yeah, he already had a boner. Man: No trouble seeing in the dark room? Boy: No, there was light coming in from the hallway. Man: Your bedroom door was open? Boy: Yeah, we weren't very careful that first time. But it didn't really matter. My dad just closed my bedroom door when he walked by. Man: I'm loving this! Your dad caught you masturbating with your best friend and he just closed the door so you could have some privacy? Boy: Yeah, he's pretty cool like that, not like old people. Ooops sorry, no offense! Man: {fake, quavery old man voice} None taken, you little whippersnapper! Boy: {gigglefit} Man: {normal voice} We're getting off track here. I know you can't stay on the phone all evening. Tell me what Paul showed you. Boy: He didn't really show me anything, he just grabbed my dick and started stroking it up and down with his thumb and a couple of fingers Man: What did you do? Boy: I said it tickled, but I didn't try to stop him. Man: I bet you liked those tickles! Boy: Yeah, it wasn't exactly ticklish. I liked it a lot. My dick got hard really fast. Man: Wonderful! Boy: He whispered something about me to not worry if I felt like I had to pee, but I wasn't paying much attention. Man: That was nice of him. Boy: And pretty soon I had my first cummy. I was squirming and grabbing the bed and squeaking. Man: The bed was squeaking? Boy: No, I was squeaking. It's the sound I make when I have my cummies. Man: That is adorable. Remind me soon, even if you never get your camera fixed, I want to just listen while you tug one out. But again I'm digressing... What happened next? Boy: He stopped and let me sort of catch my breath, then he said I had to do it to him, so he could be sure I knew how to do it right. Man: Boys love to take turns! Boy: How do you know? Man: I was not always an old perv. Many years ago I was a young perv. Boy: {giggles} Man: So what happened next? Boy: I took hold of his dick pretty much the same way he did with mine and started rubbing him up and down like he did with me. That's about the time my dad closed the bedroom door. Man: Priceless! You didn't stop? Boy: No, he just sort of laughed and then he put his finger to his lips and made the shush sound. Then he pulled the door closed behind him. Man: I guess he heard you squeaking. Boy: Yeah, I never thought about it like that, but probably so. Man: Did you go on and demonstrate for Paul that you had correctly learned the fun thing he wanted to teach you. Boy: Yeah, I gave him a nice cummy after a couple of minutes. Man: I bet you two were nice and relaxed then, ready to actually go to sleep? Boy: No, he showed me oral next. But I gotta go. I can hear the garage door opener running. I think my mom is home. Man: Oh my god! You little tease! But for real, don't take any chances. I'll talk to you later. Boy: Bye. [end of file]