Date: Sun, 23 Jun 2002 00:55:54 EDT
From: Skymt83@aol.com
Subject: Speed-o and Jon

This a fictional story based on fact. If you're under the legal age or if
this type of story turns you off please read no further. Any comments can
be emailed to me atskymt83@aol.com . Thanks.


 It all began when my moms' best friend was about to move to another
location. She came over to our house with boxes of stuff, kitchen junk and
odds and ends of all sorts. They brought one large box into my room and set
it down and Janet, that was my moms' friends name, said, "there are all sorts
of good, slightly used clothes that my son has out grown. I hope you find
something that you like." Her sons name is Jon and he's seventeen or eighteen
years old. I know him but not well. He got tall really fast and he's at least
six two and nice looking. He played basketball for the high school team and
was pretty good. I had seen him play a few times and remember that I liked
looking at his legs and his butt. Didn't know why.

 I started to sort through the box. Lots of. Shirts' and pants that were
still too big for me, but cool anyway and I'd grow into them soon enough. At
the bottom of the box was powder blue speed-o, and for some reason I got
excited when I saw it and more so when I touched it's smooth, silky texture.
I actually got a boner and wanted to put it on at once. I took it into my
bathroom, I had my own even though we lived in a small house, and kicked off
my shorts and underwear. Now I'm only twelve years old at the time and don't
have a clue about sex. I do find myself looking at guys in my class and
thinking that they're cute, but that's it. I'm not tall but I do have a good
little build and when my penis gets hard it's about four inches long. I
hadn't any hair at all and liked the way it feels when I rub myself which I'd
been doing a lot more of lately.

 Anyway, I put on the speed-o and the feeling of the soft, silky material
against my skin was incredible. I looked at myself in the mirror and was
excited by what I saw. My dick was outlined through the cloth and the head
was protruding and I started to rub it. I can still feel the sensations as a
rubbed my dick and balls. I start to moan as it felt so good and then for the
first time I was about to ejaculate. The strange thing was I was thinking
about Jon who used to wear this speed-o, and I wondered if he had ever done
what I'm doing now, and what his dick looked like. It felt so good I wanted
to scream but was to afraid that someone might hear me that I just groaned as
my virgin sperm spurted out. Looking in the mirror I saw a dark stain spread
over the front of the speed-o. I was fascinated and took it off raised it to
my face. There was some clear gooey stuff that I smelled. It had a rich
aroma. Then I put the tip of my tongue on the spot and licked it into my
mouth. My dick was hard again so I kept the speed-o in my mouth and started
to rub my hard cock as I watched in the mirror. Again I was thinking about
tall Jon and for an instant I wanted to touch him. In just a few minutes I
went down on my knees as I shot my second load.  Fuck! It was so exciting. I
shot even more this time and again I lapped it off of the material.

 I then put the speed-o on and got into the shower and washed myself, and the
bathing suit. Wow!

 At dinner my mom asked me if it would be alright if Jon came and stayed with
us for, I think it was six weeks, while he went to summer school to take a
course that would help him get into college. My mind went into a spin and I
said sure, but we don't have much room here.

 "Well" my mom said, "we can put the old cot in your room if it's alright
with you. It's up to you honey."

 "Sure that would be cool."

 "You'll like Jon. He's a good boy. It will be like having a big brother."

 By the time I was ready for bed the speed-o was dry and I put it on and got
into bed. I was instantly hard and rubbed myself thinking about Jon until I
shot my third load. I fell asleep with the speed-o next to my face. I had a
dream but I'm not sure who was in it. I do know that I was around a lot of
naked schoolmates and they were chanting things at me and I had a boner and I
was rubbing it when I woke up. This time I found a comfortable way to get off
by jerking my dick and I came one more time. I loved the feeling and wanted
to share it with someone, and I wanted to share it with a boy. Oh shit! Was I
gay? Were the schoolmates calling me queer? Was I queer?

 Jon was going to come over in the afternoon so my morning was difficult. My
mind was all over the place. What was I going to do? Would he like me? What
if he knew what I did with his old speed-o, and what if he knew that I wanted
to see him naked and touch him?

 Jon got there around four in the afternoon and put his stuff in my bedroom.
My mom had made up the cot and cleaned the room so it looked nice. Jon and I
chatted for a while and then mom called us to supper. I was enchanted with
Jon. He was so good looking and nice. I felt so little next to him, but I
wanted to be next to him. Supper was good and afterwards Jon and I went for a
walk. Again we just talked about stuff. School and shit like that. It was
cool being with him.

 At bedtime Jon went into the bathroom and took a shower. I got undressed to
my jockeys and got into bed. When the water was shut off I could hear him
humming a tune and then the door opened and he walked out. The light from the
bathroom shown on him and he was naked. I was pretending sleep. He was
beautiful. Tall and muscular and he had a tan line and I glimpsed his cock.
It was much bigger than mine and he was circumcised like me. And now my
little dick was as hard as it had ever been.

 Jon sat on the bed and asked, "Hey are you asleep?"

 In a shaky voice I said, "No I'm awake."

  Jon asked me if I had a girl friend, and I said no.

 "A good looking kid like you should have a lot of girl friends."

 I asked him if he had one and he said no not right now. I don't know why
that comment got me horny but it did, and then Jon said, "Do you ever jack
off?" I was stunned and I said , "yeah I do it a lot how about you?"

 "Yeah. I do it a lot too. Want to do it together now?"

 I almost passed out when he said that and I mumbled, "Sure, why not"

 "Come over here them if you'd like, but be quiet we don't want to wake your
mom."

 I stood up and my boner was straining the cloth of my jockeys so I took them
off and went to his bed.

 "Wow, you're a beautiful boy with a beautiful body and a perfect penis. May
I touch it?"

 I moved next to him as his hand found my dick. The warmth of his fingers on
me was too much and I uttered a small sigh. His other hand was fondling my
balls, and he pulled me closer and kissed my lips. I was in heaven. My hand
reached down and I felt his cock  in my hand, and my fingers massaged the
shaft. It was so big and so hot. Jon was still kissing me and I wasn't sure
of what I was to do. I'd never kissed anyone but my mom, so I just opened my
mouth and let it happen. It was great.

 Jon said, "I'd like to give you a blow job but you've got to promise not to
tell any one."

 I wasn't sure just what a blow job was, but it sounded like something I
wanted. " I won't tell anyone. I promise."

 With that Jon picked me up and placed me on the bed. He spread my legs and
began licking my inner thighs. I thought I'd faint again as his tongue moved
up and between my legs. I could feel his warm breath and I heard him moan,
"Oh god you're so fucking hot."   I felt his lips on the head of my dick and
he then sucked me in. It was pure pleasure. It was the best feeling that I'd
ever had. I lay back and pumped my torso into his face. My cock was
stretching so tightly that it almost hurt, and Jon kept sucking and moaning.
I felt my sperm rising and my entire being tingled. I grabbed hold of Jon's
head and began to pump faster and then I unloaded my hot cum and he kept on
sucking and moaning as he drank it all in.

 I was shaking and I fell back onto the cot. Jon reached for my hand and
pulled me towards him. "Was that ok?" he asked.

 "It was the best" I replied.

 He was now holding me and I felt his hard cock pressing against my leg. I
reached over and touched it. It seemed to come alive in my hand.

 "Can I suck it?" I asked.

 He then gently held my head and pushed me slowly towards his crotch. The
aroma was intoxicating, rich and strong and very sexual. I licked the head
and some clear fluid leaked onto my tongue and that was so exciting that my
mouth opened wide and I took a few inches of his beautiful cock in. It was
so-o-o-o hot. I could feel the veins. The taste  and texture drove me to want
more. I felt Jon tense as he pushed more of his meat into my mouth and down
my throat. I thought I'd gag, but it seemed almost natural.

 Jon said, "I'm going to cum now."

 And he began to shoot his hot sex into me. It filled my mouth and I thought
I'd have to spit it out, but the taste, just like my own, made me swallow
faster, and I drank it all. Jon kept his cock inside for a minute or two and
it softened some. My tongue flicked around the head and my hands found his
soft, silky balls. This was the best.

 We sat on the bed together. Jon held my hand. My cock was hard again and he
said," I'm going to be here for a few weeks and if you want we can do this
again?"

 "I'd like that."

 "There is much that I can show you. Much to explore."

 I shivered and said. "I can't wait."

 "This will have to be our secret. Ok?"

 "ok"