Date: Fri, 13 Mar 2009 13:53:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Venn <johnvenn1945@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Something You Should Know

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This story contains scenes of a sexual nature between boys. If this is not
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offensive, then read no further and leave now!!

The story is purely imaginary and bears no resemblance to any living person
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Something You Should Know
by
Alexander

Hello. My name is Trevor, I'm eleven years old and I want to tell you
something which I've just found out. It's so good that I think everyone
should know about it.

I was playing in the back garden of my house when my kite got wrapped round
the big pole holding up our tv aerial. It was only about three metres up so
I climbed the post to untangle it. When I got to it, I had to sort of grip
the pole tight between my legs and hold on with one hand while I tried to
reach the kite. I wasn't quite high enough so I climbed a bit higher, still
holding on tight with my legs. When I moved up I got a sort of funny tickly
feeling near my peter. I didn't think much about it just then, but when I
moved up a bit more the feeling got better and was really good. It was the
first time I'd ever felt anything like that and I didn't know what it was
except that it felt nice.

When I slid down the post to get down, I kept my legs tight round the pole
and let myself down slowly and the feeling was still there. In fact it
seemed to get more tingly. When I got to the ground my legs were sort of
rubbery and I couldn't stand up properly so I sat on the grass for a minute
until I got better.

I put my hand inside my trousers to see if I'd cut myself or anything, but
everything seemed to be OK . I looked at the post and thought I'd do it
again to see if the same thing happened. This time I gripped the pole as
tightly as I could with the pole pushed real tight against my peter and
pulled myself up as high as I could. The feeling got better and better the
higher I went until suddenly my whole body seemed to shiver and shake and I
had to hold on ever so tight to stop myself from falling. I had to hold on
for a long time before I stopped shaking and I could get down.

When I got on the grass again, I felt wet inside my trousers and got a bit
frightened. I ran indoors to go to the toilet to have a look. When I got
there and I took my trousers down I couldn't see anything at first but when
I looked closer there was some white stuff on my peter and underpants. I
knew it wasn't piss because it was the wrong colour and in any case it
smelt different. I didn't know then what it was, but it smelt OK and the
feeling I had before it got there was fantastic.

For the few days I climbed the pole as often as I could and every time I
did it, the same feeling came and I sort of wet my pants a bit. I also
found out that my peter got really hard as well. I discovered it was even
better when I learned something at school. We were climbing the big ropes
in the gym. when I got the tingly feeling between my legs even more than I
did at home and I had to hold on to the rope really tight because it was so
strong and I shivered really hard. I was hanging on to the rope for so long
that the boy who was holding it at the bottom thought I'd got scared and
couldn't get down. I let myself go down real slow because the tickly
feeling was so good. When I got to the bottom it was my turn to hold the
rope and when I was holding it I looked at my shorts and they were a bit
wet at the front, but not enough for anyone to see I thought.

I watched my friend go up and down the rope, and he did the same as me and
his face went sort of red as well. When he came down we sort of looked at
each other. I think he knew about the tingly feeling as well.

We didn't use the ropes for a long time after that but I climbed the pole
at home everyday and the feelings just got better and better. I didn't tell
anyone about them because they might tell me to stop doing it and I liked
it a lot.

I must be a bit stupid because it wasn't until ages afterwards when I was
in bed one night thinking about it that I put my hand on my peter and sort
of rubbed it up and down like I was climbing the pole or the rope. My peter
got hard like it did before and the tingly feeling started to come, but it
wasn't very good. It took me about a week to find out that I had to make a
fist with my hand and then rub it up and down. The feeling came real quick
then and it was brilliant. I found out that if you kept rubbing it, even
when the feeling was there, it just got better and better until my whole
body went sort of stiff and trembly at the same time and a bit of watery
stuff came out of my peter. I had to stop then because I got very tired and
my peter hurt if I did it any more.

I rubbed my peter every night in bed after that and didn't climb the pole
any more. I liked climbing the ropes though because that was the best
feeling ever.

There's only one more thing to tell. I was coming home from school the
other day with my friend who was holding the rope for me and we'd just had
PE in school. We didn't climb the ropes but I was thinking about it and I
said to him that I got a funny feeling every time we used the ropes. He
said he did as well and he liked it too. I asked him if he ever sort of did
it to himself like I did and he said no, he'd never tried it. This was sad
because it was much easier doing it in bed than having to climb the pole
every time and I told him how to do it. He seemed interested in what I was
saying so I said that we could try it together if he wanted and I'd show
him what to do.

We had to be careful though because my mum and him mum were at home so
before we got there we went into the woods and hid in some bushes. We got
our peters out and I rubbed his like I did mine. It got real hard ever so
quick and he had to lean against a tree to stop himself from falling
down. I got him to put his hand on mine and rub my peter like I was doing
to him. This was much better even than doing it myself and we couldn't stop
doing it until we both went stiff and shook again. We both made that white
watery stuff come out and it was OK.

When we'd finished, we looked at each other and smiled. I think he liked
doing it as much as I did and we said we'd do it again real soon.

I'm in bed now thinking about it and I can't wait until tomorrow when we
both said we'd do it again on the way to school. My peter is hard now and I
haven't even touched it yet. But I'm going to, right now.

I'll write and tell you some more if I find anything else out, but I don't
think there can be anything much more because the feelings just can't get
any better. If there is anyone else who has found out about these feelings,
will you write and tell me about them? I think the more people that know
about them the better.

Some more stuff:

Hello again. Hey, listen, You know I said that I probably wouldn't write to
you again about the tingly feelings you can get in your peter, well there
is something else I've just found out.

It started when my friend (he said not to tell you his name in case anyone
finds out who he is) and me rubbed each others peters on the way to school
that day. He said he did it to himself at home in bed the night we did it
for the first time, and he got the same terrific feeling like we did, but
it was somehow nicer and more fun if we did it together. Well, we were
going to do it again on the way home from school as well but it was raining
and we couldn't. We couldn't do it at home either because our mums were
there, but he had a brilliant idea.

He said that he would ask if he could stay at my house on Friday night and
we might be able to do it together in bed. He had stayed at my house loads
of times before and nobody would say no he couldn't. I think my mum and dad
liked it when he stayed because we were in my room all night and I wasn't
in the way. Anyway, when I asked if he could stay, they said yes.

When Friday came we were in my room playing games but we couldn't think
properly because we were thinking about the night time. We didn't talk
about rubbing each other because somebody might hear us, but I could tell
he was thinking about it because his peter was hard and sticking up in his
trousers like mine was. They were not very big really and you had to look
hard to see them sticking up, but I knew he was stiff because he kept
touching it as well. I kept looking at the clock wishing that bed time
would hurry up, but it seemed like the clock had stopped. Even when we were
playing on my computer the time seemed to go real slow.

After a long time it got to ten o'clock and we had to go to bed. All the
times he'd stayed with me

before we always got undressed and into our pyjamas in different rooms. I
went to the bathroom and got washed and went to the toilet and then got
undressed and he changed when I was in there. Then he went to the bathroom
and I got into bed.

This time we did the same and when he came back from the bathroom he got
into bed with me like he always did. We didn't talk much because we were
waiting for my mum and dad to come and say goodnight to us. Then we knew we
were OK.

After they'd been to see us and turned the light off, we didn't say
anything at first and I thought he was just going to go to sleep. I kept
awake though and after a little bit of time I asked if he was awake.

He said yes, so I said do you want to do what we said.

He said yes again and what do we do?

I put my hand over to his peter and it was hard already, just like mine
was.. I started to rub it and he rubbed mine. It was really good, but we
still had our pants on under our jammies and it was hard rubbing them
properly so I said we should take all our clothes off.

He didn't want to at first, I think he was a bit scared of being found
out. But when I said it would be Ok he said alright. I was in a hurry to do
things so I reached down under the covers and took his jammies and pants
off for him.. When I took them off I touched his peter and balls and they
felt ever so good, I even squeezed them a bit and he liked that because he
smiled at me.

I'd never been in bed undressed with anyone before; I'd never even been
naked in front of somebody except for when getting changed for swimming or
something and that doesn't count.

I felt just a bit sort of frightened and nervous now I didn't have any
clothes on and my friend was so close to me I could feel the heat from his
body.. It was really exciting as well and I felt happy that we were going
to do it.

We held each other's peters without rubbing them at first, just sort of
getting used to how they felt. My friends peter was a bit longer than mine
because the end of it stuck out a bit more than mine did, but mine was
fatter so that was OK.

We started to rub each other up and down slower than we'd done before
because we knew we had lots of time and we wanted the tingles to last as
long as they could. It was brilliant us being together like this and we
grinned at each other lots.

It was a bit uncomfortable playing with each other on our backs so we
turned over on our sides so we could get a better feel of our peters. This
was a lot better because we could look at each other at the same time. We
got real close so we were almost touching and we put our peters together
like we were sword fighting or something. The tingles were amazing, it
seemed like my whole body was on fire and my brain was all lit up with
lights. I don't know what made me do it, but I thought that if we put our
chests together it would be even better and so I pulled my friend closer to
me. He must've liked that because he smiled at me even more and snuggled up
real close.

I was right. When we got closer and made our bodies touch, it was wonderful
and we felt each other all over. And I mean all over. We didn't put our
hands on our bums though because that would be dirty and not very nice.

Until now we had kept the covers on the bed because somehow it didn't seem
right actually doing things when you could see everything what we were
doing, but it got really hot under the covers and so we kicked them off. It
was better then, even though we could see what we were doing. I was
embarrassed at first but we got used to it after a bit and just carried on
doing things.

I looked down at our peters and I saw that we were both making that watery
stuff again. I picked a bit up on my finger and tasted it. My friend
thought it was real gross at first but when I said it tasted OK, he had a
bit and said he quite liked it as well.

We kept rubbing our peters then until we got the big tingly feeling
together this time and so we kept on. It was quite hard rubbing his peter
when I was feeling so good and hot, but I managed to keep it up. Soon we
both began to shiver and shake which meant we were near to finishing each
other off.

When it came to the end bit we both shivered all over and our hips sort of
pushed into each other ever so hard and our peters touched each
other. Somehow we couldn't stop pushing backwards and forwards until we
calmed down, but it didn't hurt or anything, it was really really great.

Afterwards we still stayed close to each other and we put our arms round
each other as well. It was cool doing this, his body was nice against
mine. I think we must have slept for a bit then because I don't remember
anything until I woke up when I felt something on my peter. I couldn't
remember where I was at first but when I opened my eyes I saw my friend
holding my peter which was getting hard again. He had his head right down
close to it and was staring at it like he'd never seen it before. I asked
him what he was doing and he jumped a bit and said he was just looking at
it. I told him that it was OK and could I look at his.

We moved round in the bed so's we could see better, he put his head near my
feet and I put mine near his. That was a lot easier and I looked real
careful at his peter. As I looked it got harder and harder; it was funny
watching it grow like that, just like a balloon being blown up with a
pump. I put my hand round it and stroked it because it looked so nice. It
was much better looking when it was hard than when it was all soft and
floppy. I saw the white stuff coming out again and I suddenly had an
idea. Without thinking I put my mouth over the end of his peter and licked
the stuff up. It sounds stupid but just then I'd forgotten about my friend,
all I wanted was to lick that stuff up. I remembered him when I heard him
moan and say that it was nice what I was doing and not to stop. I must've
been really dumb to put my mouth on his peter, it's real gross. But then I
thought how good it felt and so I did it again, but this time slowly put as
much of it as I could in my mouth. My friend was groaning real loud now and
I had to tell him to keep quiet otherwise my mum and dad would hear. Then I
said he should put mine in his mouth and try it. He wasn't sure at first
but when he knew how good it was for him, he said he would.

When I felt his teeth and tongue on my peter, I knew what he meant when he
said it was good. I've always been told that peters were dirty and
horrible, but they're not. At least they don't taste dirty. It took a bit
of practice keeping our teeth away from our peters, but once you'd got used
to it, it was easy. We soon found out that you can suck and lick your peter
and get another tingly feeling, not like the other ones, but just as
good. We did it for ages and ages but after a long time we got tired again
and stopped doing it and went to sleep.

In the morning we woke up together and looked at each other. We didn't want
to talk about last night at first, everything seemed sort of different
somehow and not as nice. Then I thought that if we didn't talk about it
now, we wouldn't ever do it again so I said that I liked what we did.

He said he did as well, but it had to be kept a big, big secret from
everybody. What did he think I was? Stupid? I said that I would anyway and
squeezed his peter to tell him everything was OK. Then we put our pyjamas
back on again in case my mum and dad came in to get us out of bed.

That's it now. I hope my friend and I can do what we did again sometime
soon. I know I liked doing it and I think he did as well. I am staying at
his house tonight, it's only fair 'cos he stayed with me last night. The
only problem is that he has an older brother and we'll have to be extra
careful if we do any messing about.


My Friends Brother.

I am staying with my friend tonight and we are going to do some more
messing about like we did yesterday at my house. I know we are going to
play with out peters again because he said he would at school today. We
were eating our sweets at playtime when he asked if I was all ready to
sleep at his house. I said I was all packed and would be there as soon as I
could. Then I remembered about his brother and I thought he would stop us
playing with each other.

His brother is called Michael and he is 13 years old. My friend says I can
tell his name because he won't ever find out anyway, so it doesn't
matter. I found out he has his own bedroom as well, so it might be alright
for us to play tonight if we are specially quiet.

I won't tell you about what we did before we went to bed `cause it wasn't
very interesting anyway. Except for Michael. He looked just like my friend
only bigger and he was OK. Some big boys like to make fun of us littler
ones and sometimes push us around, but Michael wasn't like that, he was
kind.

When we went to bed we got undressed together and our peters got hard
without even touching them. I kept looking at his and he was looking at
mine all the time. It was sort of exciting and I got a bit tingly inside
thinking about what we were going to do after everybody was asleep. We put
out jammies on and got into bed. We read some comics for a bit and didn't
go near each other in case someone came in, but they didn't until it was
time to put the lights out. His mum came in and said goodnight and told us
not to talk but to go to sleep.

We did some more reading for a bit with his torch but we didn't talk much
in case someone heard us. Then we thought everyone was asleep so we put the
torch out and lay on our backs looking at the ceiling. After a bit I said
`do you want to?' to my friend and he said yeah.

We took our jammies off and dropped them on the floor near the bed where we
could find them afterwards. My friend got real close to me and I felt his
hands feeling for my peter which was already stiff and sort of wet at the
end. His was wet as well `cause I felt it when I touched it. I licked it
off my hand - it still tasted OK so I got some more and licked it all off.

After a bit we got tired of just feeling each other so we said we'd put
them in our mouths again. I was glad he wanted to do it again `cause this
was the best thing of all. This time we pushed the bedclothes off first
because it was too hot. My friend also did something different. Instead of
laying down head-to-toe he kneeled over me and sort of bent down to put his
mouth over my peter. This was a brilliant idea because his peter was in
front of my mouth and I could get it in easy. He has some good ideas
sometimes, and this was a brilliant one.

It was just as good as it was before and we licked and sucked our peters
for ages until we got the tingly feelings. This time my friend said to stop
if the tingles got too good, because then we could sort of rest a bit and
then do it again after the tingles had gone. It worked really good and we
kept our peters in our mouths for ever such a long time and they kept hard.

Suddenly there was a noise and the bedroom door opened. We stopped what we
were doing straight away and I got real scared that his mum or dad had seen
us doing it. It wasn't his mum or dad though, it was Michael and that was
just as bad cause he would tell on us and we'd be in real bad trouble.

He stood looking at us for a long time and I started to cry a bit. My
friend was frightened as well cause he was crying as well. Then Michael
closed the door and leaned on it, still staring at us.

He said he'd heard us making some noise and come in to see what we were
doing. He didn't seem mad or anything so we stopped crying and looked at
him. He was still at the door, but he was different now. I could see his
peter had got hard like ours. I couldn't see it because he still had his
jammies on, but there was a big bulge where his peter was, and I saw it
move.

He came across to our bed and looked at his brothers peter and then mine. I
thought he was going to say how tiny they were or something nasty but he
didn't. Instead he put his hand out and felt my peter first and then my
friends. The bulge in his jammies got bigger and moved again. Then he made
us feel better `cause he said that he was going to join us on the bed. I
didn't know what to say so I looked at my friend. He said he didn't want
him to and he should go away and leave us alone, but then he told us that
he'd tell on us if we didn't let him, so we had to let him.

The bed wasn't really big enough for all of us, but if we squished together
there was just enough room. I didn't like it with Michael but we didn't
have no choice. And he had his jammies on but my friend and I were naked
and I didn't like it much. It wasn't long though before we sort of calmed
down a bit and once we knew he wasn't going to tell on us, it was OK. He
kept playing with our peters until they got hard again and I liked that
cause I felt better. I couldn't touch my friends cause Michael was still
holding it so I put my hand on top of Michael's jammies and touched his.

He looked at me as if he was angry at first but then he smiled and said it
was OK and I could get it out if I wanted. I thought that if I did then he
wouldn't ever be able to tell on us so I put my hand inside his jammies. He
was still wearing his undies underneath so I couldn't touch it properly but
I felt it all sort of hot. It was real big as well, much bigger than mine
and my friends even put together. It was wet though, just like ours got.

I think he knew I couldn't touch it properly because he told me to wait a
minute. He stopped playing with my peter and stood up for a minute, then he
took his jammies and pants off for me. His peter was a lot bigger than I
thought it was: it was enormous compared with my little tiddler. I said
wow! and can I touch it again. This time he said yes and got back on the
bed with us. I don't think my friend was very happy but he couldn't say
anything. His peter had gone soft but it got harder when Michael rubbed it
again. I rubbed Michael's peter as much as I could, it was big and hard but
when I touched it, it felt sort of soft and warm at the same time. I wanted
my friend to feel it as well cause he wasn't very happy. He didn't want to
at first, but I made him hold it like I was. After he'd touched it, he soon
started to like it and rubbed it up and down like we'd done before. We even
tasted the watery stuff that came out - it was just the
 same as ours but tasted a little bit different. After a bit we were all OK
and touching each other, it was really really good. Michael even took all
his clothes off so's he could be like us.

It was even better when Michael put his brothers peter in his mouth and
sucked it like we'd done. I thought it was brave of him `cause we'd done it
before and knew what it was like, but he hadn't done it and didn't know how
good it was. He even sucked mine for a bit which was brilliant and when he
was doing it I couldn't stop myself from making a bit of noise cause it was
so nice.

He had to stop sucking my peter soon because he said he was coming or
something. We didn't know what he meant so we asked him. He told us that
the good tingly feelings we get when we play with our peters got better if
you kept rubbing and rubbing. I told him that we did that, but after a bit
we had to stop cause our peters hurt.

He laughed a bit and said that when we got older we would make something
called `come' shoot out of our peters, and that that was the real best
bit. We didn't understand what he was talking about, so he said he'd show
us. He said that if he showed us, it would be a big secret and we couldn't
ever tell anybody. That was a stupid thing to say cause we were already
doing secret things and we hadn't told anybody about it.

He laid on his back in the middle of the bed and got me and my friend to
sit each side of him. His peter (he called it his dick) was standing
straight up like a little flagpole except that it wasn't little anymore. He
got me and my friend to put our hands round it and rub it up and down, sort
of quick but not too hard. After a bit he said he was coming and not to
stop rubbing. I felt his peter get even harder and it stuck up more. Then
he moaned and groaned and suddenly this white stuff came shooting out. It
went real high in the air and came down on his tummy. Then he made us stop
because his dick hurt he said. My friend and I picked up some of the gooey
stuff and tasted it. It was not like the other stuff, more salty-like, but
it was OK. He told us to get a cloth and wipe all the mess up which we did.

He got dressed then and told us once more not to tell anybody then went to
his room.

My friend and I looked at each other and grinned. I said that I liked doing
that with his brother, and that his brother was all right. He said yeah, he
was but he wasn't sure that we should have done things with him. I said he
was silly because now they could do it whenever they wanted, and I couldn't
because I didn't live there. He hadn't thought of that and grinned when I
told him, so that was OK.

We played with each other a bit more after that and got the big tingly
feelings two or three more times before we went to sleep. When I woke up
next morning, my friend was sucking my peter again so I did it to him and
it was fantastic. We were real good mates now and could do things together
without asking, like when we were asleep or something. I wanted to do it
with Michael again as well, but I don't think my friend would like it, so I
thought I would ask him when we were alone.

It was ages before I saw him by himself. My friend and me did our sexy
games a lot at my house after that because it was better he said. I think
it was because his brother wasn't there though. I didn't say anything about
that to him in case he got pissed off with me and stopped doing it. One day
I went to Michael's house to see if my mate wanted to come out and play,
but Michael said he'd gone shopping with his mum, but I could come in and
wait if I wanted.

We went in the living room and sat down. We listened to some music for a
bit but Michael seemed all sort of nervous or something. Then he said that
my mate and his mum would be ages yet and if I didn't want to stay until
then, then it was OK. I said I would stay and wait if it was alright and he
said it was. I then asked him if he liked what we did in the bedroom that
night. He went all red and didn't look at me. I could tell he did like it
cause he didn't say no, so I said could we do it again while we were
waiting.

He wanted to, I could tell because I could see the lump in his trousers
again, and mine got hard as well. I said that it would be a secret if we
did, but could I just touch it if he didn't want to do anything. He looked
round the room as if he was making sure that there was nobody else was
listening, then said did I want to go up to his bedroom. I grinned at him
and jumped up saying yes.

He took me to his room, which was good. It was a bit bigger than my friends
and covered in posters of motorbikes and things, but I didn't get much
chance to look at them cause he told me to take my trousers off quick. I
took them off and my undies as well. He took his off and we got on the
bed. First of all he held my peter and stroked it, so I did it to him. Then
he said how nice it looked and how hard it was, and even how big it was
even though I was only 11. I liked it when he said this and played with his
even harder. Then we sucked each other again, which was ace. I even managed
to get nearly all of his in my mouth without feeling yucky. I felt a bit
sorry for him cause my dick was so small, but he didn't seem to mind. Then
he did something unexpected, he tried to stick his finger up by bum. I said
to stop, but he said to wait just a minute and then I'd like it. I didn't
believe him, but cause he was so nice, I let him try it.

He soon got it right inside. It hurt just a bit at first, but after a while
it stopped hurting and it felt better. He even got some sort of creamy
stuff and smeared it all round my bum and on his fingers. That seemed to
make it easier and he put another finger in. That was even better and I
groaned a bit as he wiggled his fingers round. My dick got real hard then
and bounced up and down, it was brilliant and I didn't want him to
stop. Then he asked me something strange, he wanted to put his dick in
there. I thought he was being funny at first, but he said he wasn't and
could he do it anyway. I wasn't sure, it was dirty down there and I
wouldn't want to put my dick up anyone's bottom, but he seemed as if he
really wanted to, so I said he could try. His fingers weren't much smaller
than his dick and so I guessed it wouldn't hurt any more than they did.  He
told me to lay on my tummy, and when I did he put some more of the cream on
his dick and up my bum. Then he put it next to the hole and pushed a
bit. It didn't want to go in at first, but after he told me to push as if I
was going to the toilet, it suddenly went in. It hurt and sort of burned a
lot to begin with, but before I could say anything he'd pushed it right
down inside me and stopped. After a minute the hurting went away and it
felt Ok. When he started to move up and down, it even started to feel
good. I'd never felt anything like this before and it was much nicer than I
thought it was going to be. Michael liked it a lot because he was grunting
and groaning all the time he was doing it to me and the more he did it, the
more I liked it. Suddenly he went faster and faster and said he was
coming. I knew from the last time what he meant and I thought he would take
it out, but it must have come quicker than he thought it would cause he
pushed harder and I felt his dick sort of throb and shoot his stuff out. I
felt really great when he did this and I told him how good it was.

When he took it out, I looked at it close. I thought it would have been all
dirty and messy, but it wasn't. There was some of his stuff on the end of
his dick, but I didn't touch it this time cause I knew where it'd been. It
was still Ok though and my bum didn't hurt at all. When I got up to get
dressed, I saw a wet patch on the bed where my other stuff had come out and
I didn't even know. It must've been good.

When we got back downstairs I felt real tired so I said that I had to go
home. He told me again that what we'd done was a secret. I told him not to
be silly, and that I liked it. I said that I wouldn't even tell his brother
what we'd done. He smiled at me when I asked him when we could do it again
and said he would think of something and let me know..

That night I played with my peter for hours, thinking about me and Michael
and when we could do it again. I even thought that he might let me do it to
him sometime, even though my peter was so small. When I rubbed my dick
thinking of me and Michael, I sort of got extra hard and my dick ached a
bit. When I lifted the bed clothes up, I saw a tiny drop of the white stuff
like Michael made and when I tasted it, it was almost the same as his. I
fell asleep happy and dreamed of my friend and Michael and me all doing it
together.

So there we are, some more things I thought you should know. Some people
might think it's gross sticking a dick up your bum and making the stuff
come out, but it's not.

 If anyone asks you if they can do it to you, say yes `cause if you're like
me, you will like it lots.

Trevor.