Date: Sat, 14 Mar 2009 14:56:30 -0700 (PDT) From: John Venn Subject: Stephen's Discovery Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of a sexual nature between boys. If this is not to your taste, or is illegal where you live, or you find it morally offensive, then read no further and leave now!! The story is purely imaginary and bears no resemblance to any living person or persons as far as I know, much as you or I might wish! Other stories of mine may be found under 'Prolific Authors' at Nifty. Comments are always welcome at johnvenn1945@yahoo.co.uk ************************************************************************* Stephen's Discovery By Alexander I'd been going to my new school for nearly a year now and quite liked it. Like most boys in England, I'd left my primary school when I was eleven years old and went to the secondary one a bit further away. From `the little school' to the `big boys' school' as my parents kept on telling me in the hope that I might suddenly grow up overnight from a grubby, scatty, quite utterly disorganised boy into every parents dream of a model son. They were unlucky. OK, I'd got better organised: I had to be as we changed classrooms every lesson at my new school and I had to carry everything with me. I was less grubby too as I took pride in wearing my white shirt, striped tie and first long trousers. My hair was its usual unruly mess most of the time still as it just wouldn't do as it was told and my shirt was hanging out more often than not as I could never be bothered to tuck it in every ten minutes. But otherwise I was doing fine. The best bit was the walk to and from school every day. At first my mother used to take me there and back, but after I pointed out that she was the only one who did (Well, almost!) she gave up. I saw her hiding round corners once or twice when I first started going by myself, but even this stopped when she got fed up with it. It wasn't the walk I liked, I could well do without that, `specially when it was cold and wet. No, it was the walk across the big park that I liked most. From the age of about ten I knew there was something special about the public toilets that were there. They were in a sad-looking brick shed sort of building, with two doors, `men' and `boys'. I'd never gone in the mens one as I didn't know how old you had to be. The boys one was OK though. If I was lucky, I could see some good dirty pictures someone had drawn on the walls and doors. The cleaners washed them all away sometimes, but I didn't mind this too much as it only made space for new ones. There were lots of words too, they were dirty as well: ones which would earn me a good telling off and grounding from mum and dad if they heard me use them. I learned that one the hard way! I didn't understand them all, nor did I know what some of the things meant, but the pictures told me a lot! I used to go into the bogs (the name we boys used) at least once a day to look anxiously for new words and pictures. It was even more exciting because my mum had once told me never to use them. Never said why, just `don't'. It couldn't have been the writing or drawings because she wouldn't know they was there, would she? Anyway, she wouldn't find out I was going there, so I did. If I was lucky, I could get out of school quick, run to the bogs and lock myself in the sit-down bit and look at the walls. It was about three months after I started doing this when I noticed something. Every time I looked at the pictures or read some of the dirty words, I got a funny feeling in my peter. I even took it out a few times to look at it and make sure it was OK.. It always was, but it seemed bigger somehow and felt brilliant when I touched it. Sometimes it would even stand up all by itself and sort of beat in time to my heart. I liked it when it did that. It got so's the first thing I'd do was drop my trousers and pants to the floor every time I went in there and rub my thing (prick or dick or cock they called it on the walls) until it got hard and I had that funny feeling. Other boys must have liked it too, because someone had made a hole in the wall so you could look at the dick of the person next door. It'd never happened to me yet, but I wished it soon would, I'd seen lots of boys' dicks at school before, but never a hard one. At least, I don't think so. Some boys have such a small one that I don't know how you'd tell. Mine was two inches when it was soft and just over three when it was hard. I know, I'd measured it with my ruler. I once asked my best friend Mark how big his was when it got hard, but he gave me a funny look and wouldn't tell me. I bet he never even knew it could get hard like mine did. Sometimes a bit of watery stuff would come out of the end of my dick (See, I'm learning not to call it my `peter' anymore now!) when I rubbed it. I know it wasn't pee `cause it was the wrong colour and it smelt different. Tasted nicer as well. I got lucky one day about seeing somebody through the hole. We'd left school at dinner time because of a teacher's meeting or something. Anyway, I'd forgotten to tell my mum about it and so had a lot of time to spend in the bog. I'd read all the stuff on one wall and my peter was very hard. I wanted to read some more, so's I checked that nobody was in the bog and ran into the next cubicle to read some more. I'd only got about half-way through when I heard someone next door.. I pretended they weren't there at first, but when I'd finished reading I sat down and was playing with my dick until the stuff came out when I happened to see through the hole. Who ever it was, was bigger than me, but went to my school as he had the same tie on. He had his dick in his hand and was stroking it just like me! His was bigger though, and even had a bit of hair at the bottom of it like in the pictures! I bet he must have been 13 or 14 at least. He must have seen me looking at him `cause he stopped playing with it and I saw an eye looking back at me. I was frightened at first, but he didn't put his thing away, I think he even rubbed it harder. Anyway, he stopped again and put a finger through the hole. He must have wanted something, but he didn't say what. He took it away and put it back through again and wiggled it. It was funny, but I couldn't seem to stop looking at it. Then he took it away again and I felt a bit sad. But then he stuck his dick through the hole! He must've wanted me to play with it `cause he kept pushing it to me. I wasn't sure if that was what he wanted me to do, but I put my hand round it anyway and held it. I must've been right `cause I heard him moan through the wall and he said, "Nice," to me. Just loud enough for me to hear him. I wondered if he would like it better if I rubbed it like I did mine, so I began to rub it. I can only use two fingers on mine, but I could get my whole hand round his, and it was better. It must've been OK because I felt it get even bigger and he moaned a lot. He didn't take it away so I kept on rubbing it more and more. Suddenly it sort of got bigger and loads of white stuff came out in little jerks. I was lucky `cause it missed me and went on the floor, all except for a tiny bit which was on my finger. When he'd stopped this stuff coming out, his dick went soft and he took it away. I was sorry to see it go, I liked it when it shot that funny stuff out. I tasted it a bit to see what it was like, and it was alright.. Salty and sort of like medicine, but it was OK. He was still next door, `cause I looked. He was cleaning his prick off with some toilet paper. I thought he might pull his trousers up and go after he'd cleaned up, and so I made my mind up that I'd put my dick through the hole and see if he'd tickle mine. It wasn't long enough to go all the way through properly and he couldn't get a hold of it, but then I felt something different, all warm and wet. I couldn't work out what it was until I remembered the pictures on the wall. It must've been his mouth! Whatever it was I didn't care because it was really, really good and I got the best tingly feeling I've ever had. The more harder he sort of sucked it, the better it got. It was so good that my legs began to shake and I could hardly keep standing up. Then something brilliant happened. My whole body went stiff and I tried to push my peter through the wall as far as it would go. It sort of trembled and went harder. I think I must've made a noise as well. My dick went all soft ever so quick after this and I sat down. I saw him putting his clothes on so I pulled mine up as quick as I could so's I could see him outside and ask him if we could do it again sometime. He must've been in a hurry though because he went ever so quickly. When I tried to catch him up, he turned round and waved for me to go away. I was sad when he did this and so I sat on the grass. A little bit later I saw a piece of paper drop down in front of me and when I looked up, the same boy was walking away fast. I picked the paper up and read it. It said `4 o'clock tomorrow'. He wanted to do it again!! I put the paper in my pocket so's I wouldn't forget the time and ran all the way home so's I could have a close look at my dick and see if any white stuff had come out. I hoped it had, but if it didn't then the boy and me were going to try again tomorrow! Part Two When I got home I went to my bedroom and looked to see if there was any of that white sticky stuff that the boy had made, but I couldn't see any. My dick was a different colour though, sort of redder that it was before. Didn't hurt though and it still got hard when I touched it. When I went to bed my dick kept getting hard when I remembered the bogs and the boy. It was nice. When I went to school the next day there were some big boys in the bog smoking, they told me to piss off and `cause they'd prob'ly hit me if I didn't, I went to school. I didn't mind too much because I knew I was going to see my friend later. My prick got hard when I thought about him. `Cause I was early I went to the library and looked to see if I could find out what that stuff was he made. It took a long time but I found out something nobody had ever told me before. The stuff is called sperms or semens and you can only make it when you're older and get hairs round your dick. The book also said that your dick gets hard so's you can put it inside the girl when you want to have a baby. That was good cause I knew why it got stiff now. It didn't say how good it felt though, I think it should've done. And I wasn't going to stick my prick into a girl for a long time yet I guessed and so letting my friend play with it was OK. I tried to find some of the words and pictures that I'd seen on the walls but I must've had the wrong book `cause they weren't there. All the drawings I could find were about men and women or boys and girls; none about boys and boys or men and men. Most of the pictures I'd seen on the bog walls were all boys or men doing things together: there were lots of drawing of men sticking their pricks up other peoples bums or sucking them. I `spose boys and men did that when they got no girlfriend or wife to do it with. I didn't much like the thought of a dick up my bum `cause once when I tried to push a finger in the hole in my bum it hurt and I had to stop quick. I might ask my friend about it when I see him, I bet he knows. I tried to see if I could see my friend in school all day, but I couldn't. Every time I thought I saw him it was somebody else. I was going to ask my friend Mark about it, but he didn't even know that your dick got stiff if you played with it so he was no good. I was sitting at the back of a class in the afternoon thinking about these things when we were supposed to be reading and my prick got hard again. I look down and saw my trousers were sticking up where my dick was. I put my hand on it and tickled it to make it feel good. It was nice. I kept looking at the book but I couldn't concentrate to read it, my eyes were all sort of out of focus. Suddenly I felt a nudge on my arm, it was Kevin, the boy sat next to me. When I asked what he wanted, he pointed to my dick and smiled. I looked at his trousers and they were stuck out as well. I thought it was funny and giggled at him. He was playing with his as well. Being careful so the teacher wouldn't see, I drew a picture like the one in the bogs of a stiff dick and two balls and showed it to Kevin. He drew a bigger one with some hairs on it. We hid the paper in my book in case someone saw it. Then Kevin put his hand under the desk and on my trousers and felt my thing. It felt better than when I did it and so I did the same to him. His dick felt bigger than mine but I couldn't really tell. I moved my hand and was going to pull his zip down so's I could see it. He put his hand on mine to stop me, but I still pulled it down and he took his hand away. He even moved down his chair a bit so I could do it better. When it was all the way down, I put my hand inside and felt around for his thing. It was still big but it was inside his underpants, so I put my hand in there as well and felt it properly. I think it was about one finger bigger than mine and so I pulled it right out so it stuck out through his trousers. It was a nice one, just like mine. I thought he might want to hold mine as well so I undid my zip and took my prick out as well so's he could hold it if he wanted. He did, and I had to hold my breath when he touched it, it was just like yesterday when the other boy held it. We pretended to read our books, but all the time we were playing with our dicks under the desks and it was really, really good. Soon the lesson ended and we had to put everything away which was sad because I liked what we were doing. Before I went to the next lesson I went to the toilets to have a look at my thing again. It was a little bit red again and the bit of skin at the end had slipped over the head bit at the end of it. When I tried to push it back, I felt a big funny feeling which hurt a little bit at first but then it felt ever so good again. I put my finger there and rubbed it just a little. It was even better than rubbing my prick with my hand and my dick standed up even more. I couldn't do it any more then or I would be late for my last lesson, so I pushed it back inside my pants and run to my classroom. The teacher was boring and the lesson seemed to go on for ever. I kept looking at the clock but it hardly seemed to move. The teacher even told me off for not getting on with my work once. When the bell went at last I threw my things into my bag and was first out of the room, running for outside. I was first to the park bogs and hurried inside to wait for him. I pushed my trousers down and rubbed my dick until it got hard. It seemed like it had been hard all day but it did it anyway. I was reading and looking at the drawings when I looked down at my prick. It was ever so stiff and pointing straight out in front like a little flagpole. If I watched carefully, it even bobbled up and down a bit with my heartbeat. It looked funny and good at the same time. It seemed like ages since I'd been there and I was beginning to get worried in case he never turned up. But then I heard the door open and close. Carefully I peeped through the hole and saw someone. At first I didn't know if it was him or not `cause he was wearing his football things, but he looked back and saw me. He sat down on the seat and pushed his shorts down so's I could see his thing which was soft at first but was getting bigger as I stared at it. He wasn't playing with it like I expected but he seemed to be writing something on some paper. He pushed it through the hole and I took it. It said to come into his cubicle next door. This was even better: no one could see us in there so I pulled my trousers and pants up and opened the door quietly to see if anyone was there. There wasn't, so I quickly run into his bog and shut the door after me. He was still sitting down but he'd taken his shorts down and was holding his dick in his hand. I hadn't bothered to fasten my trousers and so when I let go of them to hold his dick they fell right down but I didn't care. Ever so quietly I asked him was his name was and told him I was Stephen. He said it was Jason. That was funny `cause Mark had a brother called Jason as well. I was rubbing his dick when he pulled me forwards and put my dick in his mouth. It made it ever so hard for me to stroke his prick but I didn't care for a minute as the really good feelings came when he sucked my dick.. I could even feel his tongue licking it all over, even inside the bit of skin at the top of it. I had to put my hands on his shoulders or I would have fallen over. It was lots better than yesterday because he could get all of my dick in his mouth, and even my two balls as well. That was the best! I couldn't help myself as I hanged on to his shoulders as hard as I could and bit my lips as I wanted to shout out. He went on sucking and licking me for ages, but he stopped because I think he ran out of breath. He made me sit on his knee then which was better because I could play with his and he could feel mine as well. He must've liked it `cause he closed his eyes and make lots of quiet noises. Then he asked me if I wanted to suck his dick like he did mine. I knew how much I liked him doing it to me and so I thought it only right that I did it to him. It was big though and I didn't think I could get it all in, but I would try. I knelt on the floor and held it to me and licked the end of it. It tasted OK so I sucked it in my mouth. I couldn't get all of it in, but most of it. Then just like he did I sucked it and licked it all over - it was really really good. I couldn't get his balls in my mouth like he did to me so I held them in my hands and squeezed them a bit. I must've been doing it right because he put his hands on my shoulders like I had and started to sort of shiver and shake. He even helped me suck on his prick by pushing in and out of my mouth. That was even betterer but he didn't do it for long because he went all stiff and his dick sort of swelled a bit. Then I felt something in my mouth - it must've been that white stuff - semens - coming out. I stopped sucking for a second because I was surprised, but started again and tried to get all of it out. I remembered the taste from before and so didn't mind swallowing it although there was lots and lots more of it than last time. Soon he pushed my head off of him and his dick flopped out of my mouth `cause it'd gone soft now. Mine was still hard and I was rubbing it quick to make that feeling come. Just like Jason, when it came I went all hard and stiff all over and had to hold on to Jason again in case I felled over. We were both ever so tired now and so we got dressed. We crept out of the bogs so's no one would see us. This time we walked together for a bit out of the park. When I asked him when we could do it again, he smiled at me and said we could do it some more tomorrow if I wanted. I nearly hugged him cause I was so happy, but I don't think he'd like that so I didn't. I ran home as quick as I could because I was hungry now and wanted my tea. Part Three The following day I walked past the bogs and tried to see if the smoking boys were in there `cause I didn't want to go in there if they were. I couldn't hear anybody so I creept in and had a look. There was nobody in there so's I went into the cubicles and sat down. I was looking at the drawings when I remembered that I'd not asked Jason about the sticking dicks up bums bit. I had learnt that the pictures of people with pricks in their mouths were true, and so I guessed that the others were true as well. I knew that my finger hurt, but what would happen if I used something smaller like a pencil or something? If my arse got used to little things, then I could slowly use bigger and bigger things until it was OK to put something as big as Jason's thing it. If he wanted to. I thought about this when I was reading the words on the back of the door and fiddling with my dick when all of a sudden some of them started to mean things. Specially the ones with times on like `Andy 8pm Monday' or `16-year old wants gay sex fun'. They hadn't made much sort of sense until now, but perhaps they meant that they were going to do things like Jason and me did. My dick got harder when I thinked about it and I started to get that funny feeling again. This time I rubbed it more and more until I went all squiffy again. I was sitting on the edge of the seat and I fell off banging my leg on the wall. It hurt a lot and when I tried to stand up it was ever so hard. I sat down again and pulled my trousers up. That hurt a bit as well but I had to do it or I couldn't leave. After a long time I did it and left the bog to go to school. I had to walk slow `cause my leg still hurt a lot and I limped. When I got to the school I was late. Everyone had gone in from the playground. I didn't know what to do. If I went in now they would ask why I was late and I was frightened they'd find out where I'd been. So I turned round and walked back they way I'd come. Then I thought that I couldn't go back to the bogs `cause someone might see me there from school. I thought about it and the only thing I thought of was going into town on the bus and if anyone saw me I would say that I was going to the dentist or something. I walked round the shops for ages but it got boring `cos I didn't have no money and I got tired of walking as well `cause my leg still hurt a bit. I was near the train station and I saw the bogs outside so I went in so's I could sit down for a bit and no one could see me. They were bigger than the park ones, and didn't stink so bad. Instead of the black wall to piss on they had proper little bowls to pee in like at school and six cubicles not two. There was still writing on the walls and doors, lots more. But there weren't any holes to look through except tiny ones in the doors so's you could look at people pissing. They were all to high for me to look through except if I stood on tip-toe and that ached too much after a bit. The writing on the walls was like the bogs and I was reading it when my dick got hard again so I took it out. I didn't want to fall down again so I just held it in my fingers and played with it a bit. It was nearly as good anyway. There was a banging and one of the doors closed in the cubicles next to me. It made me jump at first but then I knew there wasn't no hole so I relaxed and looked at the walls again. It wouldn't have been no good making a hole in these walls cos they were made of brick and way too thick. You couldn't play with a prick or suck it unless it was ever so long and so no one had bothered to dig a hole. There was a big gap between the bottom and the wall, but that weren't no good right down there. I could see the shoes of the man next door. They were bright and shiny and black ones. I got right down on the floor to see if I could see his dick under the wall and if he was playing with it. It made me jump when I saw he saw me and I got back as quick as I could. Then he put his hand under the wall and waved it about like Jason did through the hole with his finger. He wanted to tickle and rub my dick I thought but the gap was lots too low to do it. Then he pushed some paper under and it said `kneel down'. I didn't know if I wanted to do it with him at first but then thought I would. I kneeled down and pushed my knees up to the wall as hard as I could. I felt his hand touch my legs and stretch up to my dick. He held it tight and started to pull it and rub it up and down ever so hard, and his hand was all rough as well. I didn't like it so's I got up and ever so quick pulled my trousers up and fastened them. I opened the door and left as fast as I could before he caught me. It was after dinner now and I thought that it would be OK if I went to school, so I got the bus back and when I got there everyone was outside so I was good. No body asked me where I was in the morning `cept the teacher and he just said `alright' when I told him I'd been to the dentists. I sat with Mark in the afternoon for Art and I asked him if he had a brother called Jason. He said yeah and told me he'd told me before and why did I ask again. I said that I forgot and how old was he anyway. He didn't seem to mind talking about him much so's we did. Mark said he was 14 and only went with the bigger boys. I asked if he played with him sometimes but he went all sort of red and said no. But I didn't believe him `cos he didn't not look at me. And my dick started to go hard as well so's I guessed they did play together but he didn't wanna tell me. I wished he would `cause if they did the same plays that Jason and me did then it might be OK for me and Mark to do it as well and that would be nice. I didn't know what to say next so I drew a picture of two dicks, a big, big one and a little scrappy one. I writ `Mark' on the tiny one and `Jason' on the big one and showed it to Mark. At first he pushed it back to me like he was pissed off, but then I drawed an even bigger one and said that that one was mine. He didn't give it back to me now. Instead he rubbed mine out and drew an ever so little one and put my name on it. I got him back by drawing lots of hairs on it and some lines that made it look like it was pissing or something. Mark took the drawing off me and drew some little circles coming out of his dick which looked like it was shooting out some sperms. I must've been wrong before `cause he knew that sperms come out sometimes. His prick was hard as well `cos there was a big lump in his trousers as well. I put my hand on the table in front of him so's he could see it and I moved it ever so slow to his dick. He never stopped me so I guessed it was OK and I touched it. He even moved his chair in as bit so's nobody could see us. I felt all over it and it was OK but I couldn't tell how big it was. He hadn't touched mine and it wasn't fair `cos I was touching his. So I picked his hand up and put it on mine. He just sort of left it there for a bit but then I felt his fingers move just a little bit and then some more. He liked it! I did it some more to him and he did it some more to me and we were doing it together. I wanted to get it out and have a look at it like I did with Kevin but the teacher was walking round and so's I didn't. But I knew that he would let me get it out for him sometime `cos he was still playing with mine. I had to stop him soon, I was getting the feeling and I didn't want to get caught. He stopped me tickling him as well, but he played with it himself under the desk and I smiled at him. We had a secret. I wanted to make sure he'd let me see it properly after so I wrote `can I see it' on a bit of paper and showed it too him. I thought he might be mad at me, but he wrote `later. not now.' back to me and I tore it up so's no body could find it. After the Art lesson it was playtime so I was going to go outside when I suddenly thought that Mark might let me see his dick in the toilets so I asked him if he wanted to come with me and have a piss. He said yes and we went to the ones upstairs and not the ones near the Art room `cause there wouldn't be so many boys there. There was nobody in there and we stood next to each other and got out pricks out. We was still a bit hard from before and when I looked at his it got bigger. Mine did as well. I asked him if I could touch it and he said not here, let's go in the sit-downs. We went in the end one and made sure the door was locked. This was lots better cause I could see it properly then and hold it. We undid our trousers zips and got them out. We touched each others dicks and held them. It was really good but I wanted to see all of it and not just the bit sticking out of his trousers so I went to unfasten his belt and he didn't say not so I did and pushed his trousers and pants down to his shoes. His dick was a bit longer than mine, but not as thick, not much though. And he had some little hairs round the bottom of it. When I was holding it and looking at it he undid my trousers and took them down. I didn't mind `cause I'd done that to him and it was fair.. I sat down on the bog so's I could get a better look at it and I held it up so I could look all round it. It was very nice and I squeezed it softly. Mark moaned a bit and leaned forward so's his cock was ever so close to my mouth. I opened my mouth and Mark shuffled forward a bit and let his dick go in my mouth. I licked it and sucked it like Jason and me did. Mark liked this I think cos he held my head and pushed his dick in and out of my mouth. It was such a nice, warm feeling that I rubbed my dick up and down until it got ever so hard and the bit of skin at the end slided off the end of my cock. This was good and the end got really tickly and made me go funny inside. I was sucking and licking Mark's prick and rubbing mine until I started to get stiff all over like before and he was sticking his dick right into my mouth. He must've felt like me because he went funny as well and sort of shouted quietly. I think I felt something come out of his dick at the same time but I couldn't taste it as it went right down my throat. My prick got bigger and throbbed as well and when I looked at it there was some sticky stuff on it. Mark and me got dressed again real quick or we were gonna be late for the last lesson. We didn't say anything to each other but he smiled at me. I hoped we could do that again soon, it was OK. When school finished I ran to the bogs in the park to see if Jason was there. My dick had stayed hard after Mark and me did things and it was still hard when I went into the cubicle and waited. There wasn't any new writing for me to read and so I got my felt pen out and wrote Steve, Mark and Jason on the wall in a clear bit and also `4 ever' as well.. When Jason got there I opened my door a bit and he came in. I had my trousers down to my ankles and I undid his and pushed his down as well. He held my cock and rubbed it up and down like before and I felt really good when he did, so I did it to him. I wanted him to suck me again so I asked him and he said yes. He sat down and I stood between his legs and put it in his mouth. He put his tongue all round it and inside my foreskin and sucked real hard. He tickled my balls as well which was brilliant! I could just reach the end of his dick and rubbed it with my finger and thumb. He must've thought this was good cause I could hear him moaning. When he was doing it to me I thought of all the people who had played with my dick. There was Mark and Kevin and Jason. I didn't think about the man in the station bogs `cause I didn't like that much. I soon got the squiffy feeling and my legs went like jelly again so I held Jason tight on the shoulders. Then he shot his sperms out real hard and it went on my legs and dick and balls. He sucked harder on my cock and it went stiffer and I think some stuff come out but I couldn't see. When we was getting our trousers back on, I whispered to Jason if we could try and do like in the pictures and stick our dicks up our bums. He smiled a big smile at me and said yes but we would have to go somewhere else because it wasn't any good in here for doing that. I asked if we could do it on Monday, he said he would see what he could do. That night in bed I was thinking about all the sex things I'd done and was stroking my dick. I liked this and I felt really good and warm and tingly all over. My dick started to throb again but instead of stopping like I'd done before I kept rubbing it. Then I went stiff and I saw little drops of white stuff come out. It looked just like Jason's sperms but not as much and when I tasted it, it was nearly the same. I'd come for the first time! I felt kinda tired then and my dick went soft but I still was thinking about my coming sperms. I tried to do it again twice that night but it didn't do it again and my dick got real sore so it hurt to touch it. But I tried again when I woke up and some more came out! I was really happy and felt brilliant. The only sad thing was that I couldn't tell anybody about it. It was Saturday and there wasn't any school so I was bored a bit. I couldn't even go out to play cause my mum and dad had gone shopping and I had to stay home and look after the house for them. I was thinking about sexy things when I saw the big encyclopaedia books that my dad bought for me and I looked for the words I couldn't find in the school library. Some of them were in there and they were marked with a "!" which meant that they were rude words and shouldn't be used. I guess that the other words were so rude that they didn't even put them in the big books. I had to put them away when dad and mum got back and I had to go upstairs so they didn't see my boner. (That's the proper word for it Jason had told me). It went down after a while and so I asked my mum if I could go out to play. She said yes and so I put my shorts on and went out on my bike. I thought about going to the park again but decided that if I went there too often someone might see me and know what I was doing. Then I remembered that there were some toilets outside the swimming pool and that wasn't too far away so I went there. When I got there I locked my bike up outside the swimming pool and went round to the back of the building where the toilets were. There were about six boys playing on their skateboards not very far away but they were younger than me so's I went straight into the bogs as if I wanted a piss. One of the cubicles was locked and so I went into the next one to it and sat down. There was a hole in the wall in there and the walls were made of wood so's they were quite thin as well. Ever so carefully I bent down to peep through the hole so the person in there couldn't see me. He had his trousers down and he was playing with his dick! It was big and hard and had lots of hair round it, he must've been quite old. He wasn't as old as the other man though because his hands were softer and didn't look so wrinkly. Bending down a but more I could see his face and he looked to be about twenty or something. That was alright. He couldn't see me cause he was reading the stuff on the walls and stroking his dick at the same time. I sat back on the toilet and took my shorts off. My cock was hard already and I rubbed it a bit to make it feel good. I wondered if the man next door would want to suck it for me so I made a noise like I was coughing. I saw his eye come to the hole and look at my dick. I made sure he couldn't see my face cause I leaned back against the wall. He kept staring at it so I stood up in front of the hole so's he could see it better. I heard him say Nice! That meant he might play with it or suck it for me I guessed and so I put it to the hole and pushed it through. At first he tickled it a lot and rubbed it up and down. It was ace! He went fast sometimes and then slow. I had to lean against the wall really hard in case I fell down again, but I didn't. Then he put his mouth to it and sucked it good. I was really happy now and helped him by pushing my dick in and out of his mouth a bit. Soon I felt the feeling coming so I pushed harder and left it in his mouth to let him suck it as much as he could. I felt it throb two or three times and I'm sure my sperms came out again. When it went soft I pulled it back and sat down. I thought that the man would want me to suck his but I felt ever so tired after making my sperm that I didn't want to. He didn't ask me anyway, he just pushed a piece of paper through the hole and I heard him leave the toilet in a hurry. I took the note and unfolded it. It was a five pound note! He must've really liked sucking on my cock cause he paid me for it! Some of the writing on the walls also made more sense to me now as well. Not only could I get my dick played with and sucked, I could get money for it. This was a new and exciting thought and my dick started to get hard again. Part Four I didn't do very much over the rest of the week-end except read my books. I spent a lot of time thinking as well. I'd learned a whole bunch of things since I went to my new school, some of which scared me a bit. I kept thinking sex thoughts all the time and my dick never seemed to be soft for very long, I was frightened that my mum or dad might see it as well. I made my mind up to do some things. First I liked messing about with my dick and messing with other boys as well. I also liked the idea of getting money for it as well, but decided that I would have to be ever so careful which men I played with ` cause some weren't very nice. I also wanted to have a dick up my bum to see what it was like. And I also made my mind up that I would try harder to read and write better cause that would keep me out of trouble at school and I wanted to read the writings on the walls better so's I knew what they all meant. On Monday I went to school early so's I could go to the bog again. The cleaners had been in and washed all the walls so's there was no writing or pictures. I was sort of glad about this `cos I was a bit worried that Jason might see where I'd written about us. I did write just `Steve' on the wall though and it looked cool. I also took the money from my bedroom as well and hid it in my locker where nobody but me knew about it. I'd never had so much money all at once before and I wanted to save it. I sat with Mark again today. We didn't do anything in the morning `cause the teachers were walking round all the time but we had PE in the afternoon and Geography as well so's we might be able to do it then. At dinner time I asked Mark if he wanted to mess about again, but he went red and didn't answer me. I think he was frightened in case somebody heard me. When we got changed for PE, I sneaked a look at all the other boys cocks. They were all sorts of shapes and sizes. I'd never noticed that before. Some were real small so's you could hardly see them. Some others were bigger, but I didn't see any as big as mine or Marks. Two boys had some hair, but I didn't mind that, I think mine looked nicer.. Some boys, three I think, had had their foreskin cut off when they were babies. I'd read about that in the books. They looked funny without it and I felt sorry for them. My cock felt real tender sometimes and I was glad the skin sort of protected it. If you didn't have a bit of skin to cover it, it must hurt all the time so why take it away? I was looking at all the dicks and I saw one or two start to get hard when they were touched. I looked at mine and saw it was hard as well and I didn't even know! I got my PE stuff on as fast as I could before anybody saw it and went to the gym with Mark. We were sat on the benches waiting to be told what to do. I sat next to Mark. He leaned over and whispered, "I saw your boner!" He giggled at me as well. I went red and told him to shut up. When the lesson finished I got changed quick again. I wanted to see Mark's dick but he kept his back to me so's I couldn't. After playtime we had Geography and Mark and me sat at the back of the class together. I wasn't pissed off with him anymore and rubbed my dick until it got hard. Then I told Mark to look at it and he did. He put his hand on it and felt it so I did the same to him. It was really cool that we could do this now. We didn't take our dicks out `cause the teacher was looking at the class all the time, but we undid the zips and felt around inside our trousers which was nearly as good. I asked him if he'd being playing with Jason over the week-end, but he said that he was in bed with a cold or something. I thought that if it was the same Jason as I was messing about with, then he wouldn't be at the bogs after school. I felt sorry for him, and me, `cause I wouldn't be able to put my cock up him or anything after school. The only good thing was that I'd find out if he was his brother or not if he wasn't there. I sat in the bog for ages but no one came in. I saw three or four boys come in and have a piss and I saw their dicks but that was all. I was just going to go when the door banged in the next cubicle. I thought at first it was Jason, but it was another boy in the year above me at school. I didn't like him very much cause he was a bully sometimes with the littler ones like me. I sat on the bowl and waited for him to leave. I peeked through the hole to see what he was doing and he wasn't sitting down. He had his things round his ankles and was rubbing his cock really fast. He was leaning on the wall with one hand and rubbing his prick with the other, his dick pointing down the bowl. Suddenly he shooted his sperms out ever so fast and hard into the bowl. I heard him say `Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!' and he shook like I do. I watched as he squeezed the last bits out of his dick. Then he got dressed without cleaning it like Jason and me did. I thought that was gross. He went away then and I went home. I had two good surprises the following day. First, me and Kevin had a good mess about at dinner time in the toilets. He asked me if I wanted to feel him again and I said yes. We went to the toilets and took our dicks out. We felt and rubbed each other for a bit which was really good. I wanted to suck his but didn't want to ask in case he got mad at me. I thought that only good friends did it together anyway and we weren't all that good a friends. The second thing was that Mark asked me if I wanted to come round to his house after school. His mum and dad were going to be out and he had to go straight home and see if Jason was alright. I don't think that was true, but I hoped he might want me to mess about with me a bit in his bedroom. When school finished we went to my house first for me to ask my mum. She said it was alright but not to be late for dinner. I took my bike and we went to Mark's house. I hadn't been there before and I saw that it was bigger than ours and a bit cleaner and tidier. They each had their own room as well. First we went to see if Jason was OK. I was a bit nervous at first in case it was the same person as I messed with. When the door was opened and I looked in, I saw that it was! I was scared that he would shout at me and tell me to go away at first, but he just looked ever so surprised and looked at Mark. Mark said I was a mate from school and we were going to his room to play. Jason said OK and stared at me. I pretended I didn't know him and went with Mark. We played cards for a bit and I looked at all his toys. He had some nice ones, better than any of mine. We were sat on the floor playing when Jason came in to see what we were doing. He was only wearing a dressing gown and pants I think cause I could see all his legs and arms. Mark said Hi! to him and he sat down on the bed. Mark and me went on with our game of cards and he watched. I kept looking at Jason and he looked back at me. I could see his dick getting harder cause his dressing gown got a lump in it. I got hard as well and had to move so that Mark didn't see it. I wasn't sure what was happening. I'd come here to mess about with Mark `cause I thought that's what we both wanted and then I found that Jason was his brother and lived here as well. And now we were all sat in Mark's room, with me and Jason with boners! It felt really strange, but sorta nice as well. Jason moved and sat on the edge of the bed and asked Mark what time his mum and dad would be home. Mark said that they wouldn't be home for ages yet. He looked at Jason's boner and grinned. Then he looked and saw mine and laughed again. "Boner alert! Boner alert!" he shouted out and stood up to let us see his. I didn't know what to do, I felt myself go all red and put my hands over my dick and looked at the floor. When he stopped laughing at me, Mark came over and kneeled in front of me and said that it would be OK if we messed about a bit all together if I wanted. I looked at him again, and at Jason. He was leaning back on the bed now with his hands behind him and his dick standing up real big in his dressing gown. Mark said that he and Jason always had some fun when they got home from school and before their mum came home, they'd always done it ever since they were small and shared the same bedroom. "It's OK if you don't, but me and Jason wanna do it some, and I'm feeling horny now. You and me have done it before and you can join in as well, but you ain't gotta if you don't want." I guess he didn't know that Jason and me had done it, and I thought that I'd better not say anything just in case Jason didn't want him to know. It was hard for me to make my mind up, I wanted to mess about with Mark and with Jason but I wasn't sure about both together. Jason then said that he'd like it if we all had some fun and it'd be alright. `Cause Jason asked me as well and didn't say anything about me and him I said I would. Mark grinned at me and told me to get undressed.. He started to take all his clothes off and Mark took his dressing gown and pants off. Before I could do anything about taking mine off, they were both on the bed looking at me and waiting. I was ever so nervous because I'd never been naked in front of anyone else before except in PE and games and that didn't count. Mark got off the bed and said, "come on, hurry up." He started to undo my trousers so I took my shirt off. He forgot to take my shoes and socks off and so I sat on the bed and untied the laces. While I was bent over doing this and Mark was pulling my trousers and pants off, Jason put his arms round me and put his hands on my dick. I heard him whisper "Don't tell Mark." I knew what he meant and nodded my head. We all lay down and felt each other all over. It was brilliant. I looked at their bodies as we played. Mark was the same size as me and had a nice dick and balls with only a few hairs on his cock. It was smooth all over except for a tiny scar on his leg which looked like a cut or something. Jason was bigger than me or Mark, but not all that much except for his dick and balls. They were hairier than ours and he had a few hairs under his arms as well. His balls seemed to be longer and lower than ours as well, and that was OK, I thought they looked good on him. I held both their cocks and they were hot and shiny and ever so hard as well. They were both rubbing their hands all over me. It tickled some, but it was brilliant at the same time. I suppose they had played with each other so often that they wanted to touch me all over `cause I was new and it was my first time. I liked that and couldn't stop smiling. Mark was stroking my cock slowly and staring at it. Jason was feeling up and down my back and squeezing my bum cheeks. I felt his dick rubbing against my back and touching my bum, it must've been leaking that sticky stuff because it felt wet as well. He tried to stick his finger up my bum, but it sorta closed up like it did when I touched it. He asked if I'd ever had anything inside it. He knew the answer to this `cause I'd told him before, but he was pretending he didn't know, so I said I'd never had. Mark surprised me by saying that Jason and him did it all the time and I should try it as well. I asked him how they did it and they said they'd show me. Mark got on the bed and lay on his back. Jason got a pot of jelly stuff from somewhere and rubbed it all over Mark's bum and even pushed some inside the hole. He also put lots round his dick which made it look even shinier and bigger. I was watching carefully to see what they did next. Mark lifted his legs high in the air and held them up with his hands behind his knees. Jason crept forwards and put his dick up to Mark's hole and held it there. I was surprised to see that after a second or two, Mark's hole opened up and Jason pushed his dick in slowly. Mark pulled a face at first. I expect it hurt a bit, but then he smiled and moaned. He must've liked it a lot. Jason pushed until all of his dick was inside and his balls were resting against Mark's bum. The sight was really good and my cock throbbed a lot as I watched. I even held it and started to rub it up and down and the magic feeling soon came all over me. Mark said to get between them and suck his dick. I was thinking about doing this anyway, and so was glad when he asked me. I managed to get in between them and put his dick in my mouth. The first thing I noticed was that the sticky stuff I'd seen before tasted different to sperms, but just as nice. I licked it all up and sucked his prick as hard as I could. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jason's dick going in and out of Mark, I felt as if I was going to burst, I'd never felt as good as this before. Mark and Jason were moaning and groaning together and they were breathing hard like they'd been running or something. I think I was making a noise as well but I couldn't tell. After a few minutes Jason began to go in and out quicker and Mark started to shout out. His cock got bigger in my mouth and it seemed to get hotter as well. Then Jason shot out his sperms and shouted as well. He went right down on Mark so I couldn't see his dick at all. When he did this, Mark shot his stuff in my mouth and there seemed to be lots of it and I had to swallow hard so's not to let any leak out. We all collapsed on the bed together, with our arms and legs all mixed up. Mark and Jason were still breathing hard but were smiling happily. Suddenly Jason leaned over me and kissed Mark on the lips and said Thank You. I was a bit surprised at this, but then they were brothers and I guess brothers did that sometimes. I thought it a bit gross but never said anything. When they got their breath back, Jason said that I hadn't come yet, and did I want to. I said that I did. He asked me if I wanted to put my dick inside his bum and do it. I looked at Mark and he just smiled and nodded his head yes. They got the jelly out again and Mark rubbed it all over my dick so much that I thought I was going to make sperms before I got it inside Jason so I made him stop. This time Jason knelt on the bed on all fours with his bum in the air. Mark told me to move up to him and put my dick against his hole while he held it. I did this and Mark held it between his fingers as I felt it touch Jason's hole. Then I pushed a bit and after a second it went in. It felt brilliant straight away! Jason said that it was nice and I could push it all the way down if I wanted. I did that and went right in. The feeling was ace! My dick was being squeezed all round and it was nice and warm and comfortable and the best feeling ever! I rested and closed my eyes making sure I remembered what it felt like cause I didn't ever want to forget it. Then I copied what I'd seen Mark do and moved in and out very slowly. The feelings got really intense and I couldn't stop myself from making growling sorts of noises. I must have been doing it OK because Jason was making noises again as well. Mark crawled under Jason and took his big cock in his mouth and sucked it so hard I could see his cheeks going in and out. He also rubbed Jason's cock up and down a bit at the same time he did his own. I didn't care much about Mark just then though because I was thinking about what I was doing with Jason. He said for me to do it harder and I did it as hard as I could and it got much better. Soon I was sort of doing it without thinking and went faster and faster. It came out once but I quickly grabbed it and pushed it back again as fast as I could. I knew I was going to shoot again because I got hot and sticky all over and before I knew it pushed myself in as far as I could and stopped whilst my dick throbbed and throbbed. I'd never felt quite like this before and wished the feeling would stay for ever it was so brilliant. It was ages before it went soft and had to take it out. I didn't want to, but Jason said to get it out so I did. We all laid on the bed again and rested. I think we were all tired, it happened to me after I shot some sperms out every time. So I guess they were the same. I was grinning lots and happy that we'd had some fun, I said that I'd liked what we done ever such a lot and asked if we could do it again. They laughed and said yes, but not today `cause their mum and dad would be home soon. I'd forgotten all about them and was glad they'd remembered so we wouldn't get into trouble. We all got dressed and I said that I was going to go home. Mark said he'd get his bike and come with me. I was glad about that `cause it meant we were still friends. We rode or bikes home slowly and talked about what we'd done. He said what we'd done was called `fucking' and `wanking'. I'd heard and read these words before of course but never knew what they meant until now. I was glad that Mark told me. Even more of the writing on the walls made sense now. I was learning lots of things. When we got to my house Mark put his hand on my trousers and rubbed my cock. It got hard again straight away. I liked him doing that but was afraid someone might see us and so said to stop. I thought he was going to kiss me as well but he didn't. I don't think I would have liked that. Anyway, I said goodbye to him and that I would see him tomorrow at school. He said OK and went home. That night in bed I decided that I wanted to be fucked like Jason and Mark did, but knew that I'd have to make my hole bigger before I could do it. I'd tried before as I've already said but this time I meant it as I really wanted to do it. Getting out of bed, I took my pyjamas off and went to my desk. After a bit I sorted out some things I could start practising with. First there was a pencil, then a thin felt tip pen, then a bit bigger one. The biggest thing I could find was a Christmas candle that had fallen on the floor. It was still a lot smaller than either Mark's or Jason's prick, but it would do until I could think of something else. I lay sideways on my bed and pushed the pencil in first. It didn't want to go to begin with, but I pushed gently and then it went in. It hardly hurt at all once it was in and I rested while I felt what it was like. Then I took it out and quickly pushed the felt tip in. This time it was easier and so I pushed it nearly all the way in. That felt really good and so I wiggled it about a bit. Suddenly I went all stiff again and my cock got harder, and I hadn't even touched it yet! I saw all sorts of coloured lights and my mind went blank. I even moaned loudly, I couldn't help it. It was so loud that I thought my mum might have heard me so I pulled it out and pulled the bed clothes over me. When I could breath properly again, I felt my forehead and I was sweating! I listened for any noises, but there weren't any, so I carefully pushed the pen back in again and wiggled it. If I got it in the right place I saw the stars and lights again and felt tingly. This was brilliant! If this happened when you were being fucked, then I wanted to try it as soon as I could! I looked at my cock and saw the white stuff had come out. I picked it up with my finger and tasted it. It was proper come, just like Jason's! I was really glad and smiled happily. I thought about going to sleep with the pen up my bum to make it stay bigger, but thought that it might slip right inside and I wouldn't be able to get it out. I laughed a bit to myself as I wondered how I could explain that to my mum! I fell asleep soon and dreamed of me and Jason and Mark doing it to each other again. The dream was all mixed up with pictures of me and men in the toilets and lots of money as well. When I woke up my sheets were sort of wet and sticky and my dick was hard. It wasn't piss so I tasted it a little bit and it was more come which I'd made when I was sleeping!. I must remember to tell Mark about that. I also made my mind up that I liked my sex games and I wanted lots more. Part Five Nothing much happened for the next few weeks. Mark and me and Jason got together a few times and had some fun but it was difficult as their parents worked shifts and usually one of them was in the house when we got home. The good thing was that I went there so often after school that my mum stopped asking where I was and I didn't always tell her, it got so she guessed I was there if I wasn't at home. I kept on trying bigger and bigger things in my bum and slowly it was getting easier. Both Mark and Jason tried a couple of times to put their things in me but it didn't work and I got pissed off. Oh, and the other thing was that I got better at reading the stuff on the walls. If I didn't know what something meant, I could ask Jason now and that was good. It was getting towards winter now, the weather was turning cold and wet and so the bogs weren't always a good place to go. They got very cold and damp and you couldn't stay in them very long. It was also harder to get my dick to stand up `cos it was cold! The best thing was that I found there were some toilets down at the market place which I didn't know about until one day when I was out on my bike. I was a bit bored and was having a look round the market for something to do when I needed to go for a piss badly. I didn't know where to go so I asked a man on a market stall and he told me that there were some round the back of the market. When he told me, he looked at me and said, "Be careful in there and don't hang about too long." It took me a minute or so to work out what he meant, and when I did, I smiled to myself and ran there as quick as I could. We only had a market on Wednesdays and Saturdays so they didn't do the cleaning the bogs up very much I suppose. Anyway they were dirty and smelly inside and not very good. There were only three cubicles which weren't enough for all the people that wanted to use them because there was a queue. I would have gone into one if there hadn't been so many people waiting, but it would be embarrassing waiting in the queue so I went and stood for my piss. It was a bit scarey getting my dick out with all these men around and I'm sure that they were looking at me and my dick so I did it as fast as I could and left. One or two of the men in the line waiting for the toilet smiled at me when I went to go out and I could guess what they wanted. That was a pity `cos I had no money and one of them looked OK. I walked round for a bit so's my cock would go soft and then I got on my bike and went into town. I was feeling randy now (a word Mark told me that means you want some sex fun) and suddenly thought of the toilets near the station. I pedalled there as quick as I could with my dick getting hard again. I chained my bike to the racks at the station and ran to the toilets pretending I wanted to piss in a hurry. When I go in there, I was disappointed to find no one in there. Still, I locked the door and sat on the bowl reading the walls. I got my dick out and started to play with it until it got really hard, just how I liked it. There were lots of messages asking people to meet them for sex fun, and I thought it must be OK to be old and meet someone whenever you wanted to mess about. I thought about putting my name on the wall but then thought that someone might see it and get me into trouble. The youngest persons names were 16 and they all said their dicks were seven or eight inches long. Mine was only four and a bit, and even Jason's was only nearly six inches (we'd all measured them one day). I don't know how anyone got a seven inch cock in their mouth or even worse, up their bum. It must hurt an awful lot and wouldn't be much fun. After about ten minutes someone came in next door and sat down. I peeked under the wall and saw his trousers round his ankles. I don't think he was interested in having some sex fun though because I heard him shitting and the smell was really gross! I got back and sat down again and waited. Two more people came in and did the same thing, I was getting fed up with waiting and had made my mind up to go home when another man came in. I'd stopped looking under the wall by now in case I got caught. I didn't need to this time though because this man put his foot under the wall into my cubicle, just a bit so's I could see it. He was wearing trainers and not shoes so he must have been not very old. I didn't know what to do next so I just kept looking at it. He tapped it on the floor a few times, which I guess meant that he was interested in doing something, but I still didn't know what to do. I stuck my foot under the wall near his to say that I wanted to do something. He must've seen it because the next thing was that he passed a bit of paper and a pen under the wall for me to read. All it said was interested?, age? and likes?. I was glad now that I'd learned to read better and I'd learned some new words. I thought about it for a minute and decided that I wouldn't tell him my proper age in case he thought I was too little, so I put `yes' and `14' down. I didn't know what to put for `likes' `cos I didn't know what he meant. I liked having my dick sucked and putting it up Mark and Jason's bum, but we couldn't do that here very well. I put `playing' and `sucking' down anyway to see what he did. I thought that if he wanted to suck it, I might be able to lay on the floor for him so's he could reach it. I pushed the note back and waited. He must've liked what I'd put cause he wrote something and gave it back to me. It said `can I suck you? and `how much?' He was going to give me some money! Last time I got five pounds for doing it and so this time I wrote `ten pounds' and `yes'. The next thing was that he waved a ten pound note under the wall. I took it and stuffed it in my back pocket. Then I pushed my trousers all the way down to my ankles and knelt on the floor like I did before. He pushed his hand through and I felt him hold my cock and rub it a bit. This time his hands were nice and soft and when I looked at it, it looked sort of young but older than me. The way he played with my cock was brilliant! Somehow it was much better than when Mark or Jason or Kevin did it and I got really really hard. He pushed the foreskin back and tickled the head of my dick so much that I started groaning, but I tried to keep as quiet as I could. Next he layed down on the floor and tried to get his head under the gap, but he couldn't so I lay down as well and pushed my dick under the wall. That was better and he could just get some of my dick in his mouth. I could feel his nice warm tongue licking all over it and his mouth felt wet and nice. When he started sucking, I thought I would faint or something `cos he did it really hard. It hurt a bit at first but I got used to it and it was OK. I tried to get my hand under the wall so's I could be fair and play with his dick but I couldn't quite reach so I gave up and pushed my cock under the wall as far as I could. The floor was ever so cold and I felt my legs getting frozen, but after a bit I couldn't feel it any more `cause I was so happy with him sucking me. I wanted it to go on for ages and ages but very soon I got that tingly feeling coming. I wanted to tell him that I was going to come (Mark says it should be `cum', but I think he's got it wrong), but I thought that someone might hear me if I did. My dick started to throb like it always does when I make the sperms and I managed to push it in a little bit more. When I came I felt about six spurts shoot out and I couldn't help it, but I sort of yelped a bit when I did it. He carried on sucking a bit more until he'd got all he could out of me and I had to get my cock back because it was feeling a bit tender now. I was only feeling a bit tired this time and I was starting to get up off the floor when he put his knees under the wall for me to play with him. I stopped feeling tired and put my arm under so's I could find his dick. When I got hold of it, it didn't seem att that big, not much bigger than Jason's. It was a bit hairy and I liked that.. I began to stroke him up and down and he started to groan quietly. It was really hard wanking him like this and my arm got tired, but he'd sucked me good and I'd got ten pounds so's I had to make him come. It didn't take long luckily and I felt his cock stiffen a bit and the next thing was I felt his sperms on my hand. It was hot and gooey sort of, but not bad. I kept on doing it until he made me stop and I got my arm back. There was lots and lots of sperms on it and I tasted it like I always did. It was different to anything I tasted before and realised that everyone's must taste the same but different somehow, which was good. I cleaned my hands and dick with some toilet paper and pulled my trousers back up. I felt better now `cos I wasn't randy any more and my dick had gone soft. I went out of the toilets and walked to my bike. Sat on a bench was the man I'd just played with, I knew `cos he had the same trainers and trousers on. I guess he must've been about twenty and had nice hair. He smiled at me and nodded just a bit and I nodded back. On the way home I thought that I would tell Mark and Jason about what I'd found out about the toilets, but then thought they might not like it if I went with someone else and got some money for it. They were a bit funny like that I'd worked out. It was alright for us to mess about, but it was a big, big secret to them and no one must ever find out. I didn't think it was all that big a secret, just one that you didn't tell most people. I wanted to keep friends with them so I decided to keep the things I knew about the toilets to myself. It was Christmas soon and we'd had our school tests. My mum and dad were really pleased with me because I'd come near the top of my group in English and Science and was going to be moved up a group, which meant that I would be with Mark for a lot more lessons. That was nice as we could work together. Dad said something about my work getting much better now I was in the senior school and that it had done me good. I didn't tell him the real reason why I'd got better at English though. In the past three months I'd grown up a lot I thought, and one day I made a list of what I thought was good. First was me and my dick. It'd grown some in the three months and I even had a few dark hairs coming. I could make sperm (no `s' Jason says) every time I wanked or jerked off and as well as having lots of sex fun with Jason and Mark, I could get money sometimes when I wanted some. Second was school. I was in a better group than before and I hadn't been in as much trouble at school as I had been before about being lazy and scruffy. Last was my bum. I could now get the biggest felt tip pen and the candle up it mostly. The feelings I got when I did it in my bed at night got better and better and I was doing it nearly every night now. It wouldn't be long before Mark would be able to do it for me, and then Jason. I nearly got into trouble once and was nearly caught by my mum. I thought they were in bed when I was pushing the candle in and out when I hit that funny place up my bum. I couldn't help but shout out and my body went stiff like never before. It was so sudden and so good that I fell out of bed onto the floor. Mum came rushing in my room to see what had happened to me. I went ever so red and said that I'd turned over and fallen out of bed.. She laughed at me and tucked me back in bed. Lucky she didn't see the candle in my hand which just a few seconds before had been halfway up my bum! Because I'd done well at school, they promised to buy me a computer for Christmas which was going to be brilliant! The last good thing which I wrote down was that Mark had asked me if I wanted to sleep at his house one night after school had finished and before Christmas. When I asked my mum if I could, she said OK. She even promised to buy me some new underwear and pyjamas for when I did. I didn't think it very clever to tell her that there wasn't much point as I didn't expect to wear them for very long, if at all!! School finished on the Wednesday about ten days before Christmas and we were allowed to leave at dinner-time and have the afternoon free. This meant that we could all go back to Mark's house to play. Mark and I used to ride our bikes to school together now, I'd almost stopped going to the bogs in the park now as I didn't need to meet Jason there anymore, and in any case it was usually too cold these days. I still went to the ones in town sometimes, it was exciting and good fun. When we got to his house, there was a note from Jason saying that he'd gone to his mates and to tell his mum that he wouldn't be back until tea time. I was a bit sad at first, but then I saw a look in Mark's eye that said things would be OK even though he wasn't there! We grabbed some sweets and Coke from the kitchen and went up to his room.. We played with his toys at first but soon got bored with them and went on the computer. That soon got boring as well, they weren't on the internet at home like we were at school, their mum and dad wouldn't let them. I think that we were both thinking sexy things while we were playing and that's why we were bored. My dick as usual had been hard from the time I left school and I kept having to move it so's it didn't hurt. Mark was playing with his a bit as well. We looked at each other sometimes and went a bit red when we saw what we were doing. My mind was all full of sexy things, I was feeling randy again by just being here alone with the best friend in the whole world. I looked at him when he had his hand on his dick and said "Do you wanna mess about a bit?" I think he'd been waiting for me to say something because his face sort of lit up and he smiled a big grin. "Yeah!" he said and jumped on the bed. I got on with him and we undressed each other. I'd got as far as his underpants when he suddenly jumped off the bed and said that he was going to lock the doors just in case anyone came in. I thought this a bit odd `cause he'd never done that before. I thought that maybe it was because Jason wasn't here and he was a little afraid of anyone coming in. Anyway, he was soon back on the bed and took his pants off quick. Mark and me had done lots of sexy things together, but we hadn't ever been by ourselves very often `cause Jason was there. In fact I think it was only the second or third time that we'd actually been nude together in his bedroom without Jason. We got under the bedclothes and sort of squished up close to each other. Somehow I felt that Mark was in a really randy mood today. Straightaway he put both his hands under the bedclothes and held my balls and cock. I felt about for hist cock and just held it. We looked at each other for a second and grinned. He moved his head towards me and I thought he was going to kiss me, but he didn't. I wouldn't mind now if he did though, it seemed right somehow with just the two of us, and my cock was big and hard already. He sort of rested his forehead on mine and looked down. I tried to look at his face, and as I moved my head our lips got closer and so I kissed him ever so quick on the lips. I don't know what made me do it, but it happened so quick. I went red and started to say I was sorry when he sort of smiled at me a tiny bit and said, "I like that. Do it again." So I did and for a bit longer this time and it was pretty good. His lips were all sort of soft and fluffy and tasted nice. He must've liked it because his dick jumped a bit in my hand and got stiffer. Mine did as well. We kissed like that for ages, quick ones and longer ones. It was a terrific feeling having someone kiss you like that and holding your prick and balls at the same time, especially when you were naked and cuddled up close together. I could feel all his body against mine and it was fantastic! It was so good that I thought I was going to come and we hadn't even done anything yet. There was lots of that watery stuff coming out of my dick which always happened when I felt sexy. It didn't taste like sperm, but it was good anyway. Suddenly I had an idea. We were both feeling ever so randy and I thought that I would be able to get his dick inside me now. I stopped kissing him and whispered that he could put his cock up my bum if he wanted. He stared at me as if it was Christmas already and said "Yeaaah!" quietly. We found the jar of jelly stuff and we put it all round my bum hole and all over his dick. I couldn't wait to start and so lay on my back as he got ready. He said for me to turn over so's I was kneeling on all fours, he said it was best that way. As quick as I could I turned over and stuck my bum in the air. I breathed in sharply when his dick touched my bum and it went all tight. I thought that it wouldn't relax again at first, but all the practice I'd had must've worked because it opened up more and Mark's cock went in as easy as anything. It only hurt a little bit at first but that soon went away and I said he could push it right in now. He did and it was really, really good. I could feel all his cock inside me. It felt a lot bigger than it was, sort of filling me all up. It was hot as well. When I'd got used to it I said it was Ok if he started now and so he began to fuck me properly. I felt his hands on my waist as he steadied himself whilst he pushed in and out. I tried to wank myself off at the same time, but I couldn't stay on my knees if I did, I almost fell over. Mark was good though, cause he saw what I was trying to do and managed to get his hand underneath me and slowly wanked me as he went in and out.. I'd wanted to do this for ever and ever, and now I was actually being fucked by my best friend in his bed. It was absolutely fantastic. I could feel every little bit of his cock as he slid in and out and all his fingers on my cock as well. I moaned and groaned every time I felt him move and started to throw my head from side-to-side, the pleasure was almost too much for me and I thought I was going to pass out or something, but I didn't. Instead the feelings got better and better and I felt warm and tickly all over, the tingly feeling was the best ever! He sometimes went slow and sometimes fast. He seemed to know what to do and when to do it and I kept seeing coloured lights and stars and things when his cock touched that magic spot inside my bum. There was nothing in the world just then except for the brilliant feeling of Mark's dick filling all my insides and his hand stroking me as well. I wanted not to come just yet, I wanted him to fuck me for ages and ages, but I couldn't stop it happening. Quicker than ever before I felt my cock throb and get bigger and I shot loads and loads of come all over his bed, but I didn't care. I screamed and screamed as quiet as I could manage, but I didn't really care how loud I was. Mark shouted out as well when he came inside me. I even felt the throbs of his dick and the lumps of sperm come out of it. I let out a big long breath, I must have not been breathing for ages and I didn't know. And I didn't feel sort of tired this time like I usually did, instead I felt brilliant and happy and glad and ..... all sorts of things. We fell over on the bed and grinned at each other as if we were stupid or something. We were both sweating and breathing fast, but I just about managed to whisper `brilliant!' to Mark and kissed him a little bit. Mark said that it was the best ever. I didn't know `cause it was my first time but it was a lot more exciting and better than I thought it ever would be. I don't know how long we stayed there like that in his bed, but our cocks got hard again real quick and felt good. I asked Mark if he wanted to do it to me again, but he said he was tired and didn't think he could manage it. I felt a bit sad then, but he said I could do it to him if I wanted. This time he lay on his back and put his legs over my shoulders. We didn't need to use any jelly stuff this time `cause my dick was all slippery with my come. It went in easy and I looked at him as I got it in.. I could tell he was happy as he smiled at me and said, "that's nice". I fucked him ever so slowly and gently. I guess because I'd just come and given him all my sperm, I could take my time. This was like we'd never done it before, much slower and more fun. I wiggled my dick about inside him which made him giggle. I even squeezed his cock when I touched it and it was OK. When I got the special feeling coming, it wasn't quite as strong as before but it was really good. When I shot my spunk (another new word!) up him, it was so powerful that it hurt my dick a bit, but it was a good hurt. He even managed to shoot out two out three little bits as well which I scooped up and ate. We must have fallen asleep then because the next thing I knew was a loud banging on the front door. It frightened us both at first but then we heard Jason shouting out for Mark. We grinned at each other and Mark put just his trousers on and went to let him in. I tried to get dressed as quickly as I could before Jason came upstairs and was trying to fasten my shirt when he came in. "You'll never do it that way," he laughed, "It's inside out.." I giggled nervously at him and turned it the right way round. He asked if we'd been having fun and we both looked at each other, went red and said, "Yes." "I can guess what sort as well. Everything OK?" We said that it was and then Mark blurted out that we'd actually done it! Together! Jason was alright with it, much to my surprise, and said well done to me. I was happy again and kept telling him how good it was and all that stuff. I think he wanted us to have some more fun all together, but it was time for me to go home. I'd've liked to do it some more, but I knew that if I was late then I'd probably be grounded for ages and so I made sure I was dressed properly and rode my bike home. Just as I was riding down the road, I turned to see if they were at the window to wave goodbye like they usually did. They were both there, with their shirts off and arms on each others shoulders. I laughed a bit to myself `cause I knew just what they'd be doing before I got home. I didn't care that much because I'd done it already today and was glad. Part Six December 19th was a Friday and that was the night that I was going to sleep at Jason and Mark's house. My mum seemed to be almost as excited as I was. It was the first time I'd had a sleep-over at anyone's house since I was about nine when I stayed at a cousin's when my parents went out somewhere. She'd bought me new pants and pyjamas as I told before, saying that I had to look smart. Smart for God's sake! I was having a sleep-over, not a party; well not that sort anyway. I suppose that she wanted to create a good impression for me; I was glad she didn't know that they'd seen my underwear loads of times before, and what they looked like wasn't exactly on the top of their list. I wanted to buy the brothers something for letting me sleep with them and didn't know what to get until I thought that getting some drinks and sweets and things would be a good idea, we could have a midnight feast then. There was also a good film on tv which might be worth watching if we weren't doing anything else! I had the usual problem though - no cash. The last time I got some extra money was when I got the ten pounds for letting the man suck me, and that was OK, so I went into town on my bike. Instead of going to the station I made my mind up to go and try the bog at the market. There wasn't a market today and with a bit of luck it would be quieter. I soon got there and hid my bike in the bushes so's it wouldn't get pinched or anything. I took a careful look round and didn't see anyone so I dashed into the toilet and locked the door. The walls were made of brick in this one but someone had made a great big hole by taking one of them out. That was excellent except you could see everything through it and not just a tiny bit of the cubicle like in the others. There was lots of paper on the floor, and looking at it I guessed that it'd been used to block most of the hole up so's you couldn't see in. I picked a lot of it up and stuffed it in where the brick should have been, leaving just a small hole for me to peep through. That done, I started to read the messages on the wall like I always did. They were much the same as all the ones I'd read before. I was getting good at this, I was even starting to recognise some of the same handwriting from the park bog and the station. There was one thing that was new though. Someone had drawn a sort of scientific table on the wall and had written name, age, likes, dislikes and size of prick at the top. This was the first time I'd seen this sort of thing and I read it carefully. There were a few silly rubbish names like Mickey Mouse and Father Christmas on it, and some wrong ages like 199 and 6. Some of the dick sizes were wrong as well, two inches and twelve inches couldn't be right. There was only one with a boy about my age and he was called Allan. He was 13 and liked sucking and jerking off. I put a cross in the box labelled `want to meet' and started to write my name and things, but stopped after I'd written `St ` and decided I'd write Stuart and not Stephen just in case. I had got hard by this time and dropped my trousers and pants so I could play with myself. Like before, I didn't think anyone was coming in when I heard footsteps coming in. I looked through the hole in the door but I wasn't quick enough to get a look at them before they locked the door to the bog. I gave them a few minutes to sort of get ready for whatever they were going to do before I very carefully tried to look through the little gap I'd left in the paper. There wasn't much to see at first because he was still standing up. Then he sat down and I could see better. He was a very small person cause I could just see a sort of shadow of him through the paper. My heart gave a bit of a jump when I thought it might be another boy. Very carefully I pulled the paper out of the hole a bit at a time until it was nearly all out. I could see a lot better then and saw it was a boy of about ten years old, sat having a shit. I moved my head so's I could see his dick. It was easy `cos he had his hands on the toilet seat and his legs a bit spread out. His prick was soft and about two inches long, but looked as if it would be really nice to touch. I took all the paper out and looked some more. He must've heard me because he turned and saw the hole. I jumped back real quick to get out of the way. I waited to see what he would do, but I didn't hear anything so I carefully looked again. He was looking at the hole sort of sideways and holding his dick which had got a bit harder. He might be up for a bit of fun I thought so I stood up and went close to the hole so's he could see my dick if he wanted. It was still hard. He would know I wasn't an old man then because I didn't have many hairs there. Nothing happened so I bent down and looked again. His dick was harder now and he was rubbing it. I put my hand nearly through the hole and wiggled my fingers. I heard him stand up and waited some more. Then I felt his tummy on my hand. Because he was so small the hole was a bit high for him, but if I squeezed my arm through a bit more, I could touch his dick, and I did. It was lovely, just like I thought it might be. He let me rub it and stroke it and feel all round his balls and it got real hard but he didn't move away so's he must've liked it. After a bit I wanted to see if he would play with mine so I took my hand back and stood with my dick in the hole. I watched as his hand came through ever so slowly until it touched my cock. He stopped for a minute as he just held it in his fingers. Then he began to rub the end of it with his fingers.. I don't think he knew how to rub it properly, but I didn't care, his hand was soft and small and he was sort of tickling the end of my cock just how I liked it. I whispered `That's nice' just loud enough for him to hear me. He didn't say anything, but pressed my dick to tell me he'd heard. Because he was doing the end of my cock so good, I began to come ever so fast and didn't get the time to tell him. As soon as I started to come, I pulled my cock away as I didn't want to get any of it on him. My coming was really intense and my legs shook so's I couldn't hardly stand up so I leaned on the wall until I got better. I saw him looking at my dick through the hole and I think he even smiled a bit. I also saw a drop of my come on his sleeve as well, but not much so it didn't matter. We both got dressed quick then and I let him leave the cubicle before I did. When I got outside I saw him with his mother and they were holding hands. I was worried at first in case he was telling her what I'd done but I don't think he was as they weren't talking. After I walked past them I turned and had a quick look at him. He grinned at me and slowly licked my come off his sleeve! I smiled back at him and went to get my bike, forgetting all about the money I'd come down here to get, but that didn't matter now anyway. It was the middle of the afternoon when I got home, just about right. I was getting my things together to put in my back-pack when I remembered the sweets and things I wanted to get. I ran down the stairs and asked my mum if I could borrow some money to get them with. For the first time ever, she didn't have a go at me about it. Instead she laughed a bit and took her purse out. She gave me a five pound note, and then said not to spend it all cause she wanted the change. Oh, well, never mind. I felt pissed off a bit because I had nearly ten pounds in my locker at school which I forgot to bring home with me. I jumped on my bike and went to the shop as quick as I could. I spent about three pounds on sweets and Coke. I'd said that I'd be at Mark's house at about eight o'clock in the evening and it was only five now. I was so excited that my mum got fed up with me bouncing about the house and told me to go and tidy my room up. I went upstairs, but had no intention of cleaning my room, it wasn't that bad anyway. It was while I was messing about in my desk draw that I found the bit of paper I'd written down all the good things on. I opened it and read it. Nothing much had changed, everything was still OK, so I added `market' to remind me about the boy, and `slept at Mark's' as well. It was still only half-past five. I went back downstairs and tried to watch the cartoons on tv but still couldn't concentrate so I decided to have a bath instead. I told mum and she got my clean shirt and trousers and new pants out for me. She wanted to come in the bathroom with me and wash me! She hadn't done that for months, and I went red. I told her that I'd be OK, I could manage it myself. She grinned at me and then said `Don't forget to wash between your legs!' Talk about being embarrassed! I was going to do that anyway, I didn't need my mum reminding me. When I got into the bath, that was the first thing I did. I knew that if I wanted to clean the inside of my foreskin properly I had to do it first before my dick got hard again. I liked washing my dick and balls, and laid back in the tub with my eyes closed. I even washed inside my bum hole a bit with my finger, just in case! After I finished and I was dry, I combed my hair and put some gel on it. I also pinched some of dad's smelly stuff and put it all over me. I nearly fainted when I put it on my dick and balls, first the cold feeling and then an awful burning pain which made my eyes water! It took ages before it went away and I had to sit on the toilet until it did. I'll never do that again!! I don't think I'll tell Mark and Jason about that, they'll think I'm stupid or something. I got dressed in my bedroom and looked in the mirror. Even if I do say so myself, I looked pretty good. I was wearing my best red and white football shirt, a pair of white cut-offs and a (nearly) new pair of trainers which were only a bit dirty. Oh, and a pair of new blue underpants! Even my hair behaved itself for once and stayed more or less where it was supposed to. When I went downstairs my mum and dad said now nice I looked. I got all embarrassed again and wished they hadn't said anything, but it was good to hear anyway. It's only about ten minutes from my house to theirs, but at half-past seven I said I was going and went out the door. Two minutes later I was back to get my back-pack. This time I managed to get there without anything else happening and rang the door bell. Jason came to the door and let me in. He was dressed in just shorts and I only just managed to stop myself from hugging him, he looked so good to me. I was glad that I'd worn the football shirt cause it would hide my hardon. I'd never thought of that! Mark was out when I sat in the living room with their mum and dad, they said he was just delivering a message for his dad and would be back soon. I talked with them a lot and I liked them. I'd never seen much of them except to say hello and goodbye sometimes, but they were alright. They had a bigger house than us and more money, but that didn't seem to matter to them. They talked to me just as if I was a normal kid like Jason and Martin. They were pleased when I said I was going to be in the same class as Mark next year because I'd been promoted. Just as we were talking, Mark came in and grinned at me. He sat next to me in the big chair and put his arm on the back of the chair behind me. We were squashed up a bit, but I didn't mind. I quickly checked to see if anyone could see my boner but they couldn't. When it came to half-past eight, his mum and dad wanted to watch the tv news so we all went upstairs to Mark's room to play. At first we played cards but after we got the chess board out. I'd never played chess before until Mark and Jason started to teach me about a month ago. It was easy to start with, but it got hard very quickly. I was doing OK though and I was beginning to like it. I would've asked mum and dad to buy me a set for Christmas, but it wouldn't be any good as they didn't know how to play and I couldn't play by myself (not chess anyway!) After the chess we watched tv for a bit until about ten o'clock. They said it was their bed time then so we all went downstairs to say goodnight. When we got back to Mark's room, Jason said he was going to get undressed and have a shower. Mark and me watched a bit more tv sat on his bed. He kept touching me on the leg as if to make sure I was still there or something. His dick got hard as well. Soon Jason came back in the room and he was only wearing his boxer shorts! He said that the bathroom was free for us if we wanted it. Mark looked at him as if it was nothing unusual and said he was going to take a shower. He asked me if I wanted to have one first. I said that I'd had one just before I came out but I'd come with him to have a wash and clean my teeth. (He didn't need to know we hadn't got a shower, only a bath). Their bathroom was a nice big one with a separate short of shower cubicle in the corner. I watched Mark get undressed. He had a bit of a problem getting his pants off cause he got his boner caught up in them and pulled it down. I know that hurts cause I've done it as well. He got in the shower and while he was washing, I took my shirt off and scrubbed my face and cleaned my teeth. I'd dried myself and was sat on the stool waiting for him when he opened the shower door and asked me if I wanted to wash his dick for him! I grinned and went to the shower. Putting my hand in the door, I grabbed his dick and started to rub it for him. He stopped me and whispered, "Don't you think you'd better put some soap on it first?" I giggled and got the soap. It was really nice washing his dick and balls for him. We made lots of suds and froth, he looked like he'd got masses of grey hair round his prick. I was getting my cut-offs a bit wet but I didn't care. He made me stop before long though because he was going to come. It was hard for me to stop, but I made myself. I knew I would do it properly later anyway. I wanted to dry him with the towel as well, but he said I'd better not or else he'd come. We went back to his room. He didn't even bother putting any pants or anything on, all he did was to wrap the towel round him. When we got there, Jason was watching tv and turned to look at us. He laughed and asked who'd had the shower, me or Mark. I looked at my trousers and they were all wet down the front, just like I'd pissed myself. I laughed with them and scrabbled in my back-pack for my pyjamas. It wasn't until I'd almost got them out when a thought struck me. What if they didn't wear them? I didn't want to seem like a dork, so I whispered to Mark, so Jason couldn't hear, "Do you wear pyjamas?" He said no, not very often, he only wore his pants to bed, but because I was staying the night, his mum had bought him a new pair and said he aught to wear them. I giggled and told him my mum had done the same thing! We decided to put just the bottoms on and no pants in case his mum or dad came in the room. It was lucky we did because they came in a bit later to make sure we were OK. We were sat on the floor at the time playing cards. All they did was say goodnight again and they left, after telling us not to stay up all night talking. We grinned sideways at each other, knowing we would be up all night anyway, but not talking! As soon as we were sure they'd gone, I got the sweets and things out of my bag and spread them on the floor. Mark had had the same idea `cos he got some out as well and mixed them with mine. We sat and talked for a bit and played some more cards. Jason said he was a bit tired and went off to his room. I was a bit pissed off when he went, but not much `cos it left me and Mark by ourselves. Mark said that he'd be back later after mum and dad were asleep. He often did that, he whispered, because he liked sleeping with Mark's dick in his mouth! I thought that was really good and nice. I wasn't sure that I believed it, but the idea was good. I bet they did it sometimes though. I wished I had a brother like him. Mark and me decided to go to bed then. He closed the curtains and put all the lights out except a small one next to the bed. He left the tv on, but real quiet. We got into bed and snuggled up together and put our arms round each other and giggled. It was ever so, ever so nice. Our dicks were next to each other, pressing on our tummies as we hugged tight. I could feel his against mine and they were almost exactly the same size. I knew I'd grown a bit in the past few months, so Mark must've grown as well. I must try and remember to measure them again, and count our cock hairs as well; I'm sure I had lots more of them than before. It was so nice being in bed together that we didn't even touch our dicks. I ran my hand all over his back and legs though, and stroked his soft, silky hair. He did the same to me and it was fantastic. I brushed some loose hair away from his eyes and looked at him closely. His eyes were a lovely dark brown colour. Why had I never noticed that before? They were almost the same colour as his hair. My eyes were a dirty sort of grey-green colour, with bits of black in them. Not nearly as nice as Mark's. I was staring into them and had almost forgotten where I was when he giggled again and leaned up to give me a quick kiss on the lips. This was perfect. We put our heads on the pillow and kissed again, slower and harder this time. We carried on doing this for ages, especially after I learned how you could sort of breath through your nose at the same time, which meant you could kiss for ever if you wanted, and I did. Our dicks were still squished together and every time we moved they rubbed against each other and on our tummies. I rolled over so's I was laying on top of Mark leaning on my elbows and I kissed him some more. He put his hands on my back and tickled up and down my spine, from my bum right up to my hair. I didn't even have to think about it when I started sort of fucking him, the friction from our dicks was as good as wanking, but different. We were really getting into this when there was a tap and the door before it opened just a tiny bit and a head popped through. We both jumped at the noise but relaxed when we saw it was only Jason. He grinned when he saw us and said what have we been doing, as if he didn't know. Mark laughed a little bit and said that he could get on the bed with us if he wanted. It was a bit of a squash getting all three of us on the small bed, but by getting real close together we just managed it. Jason took his boxers off first and we were all naked on the bed together. My dick was still hard and it was a little bit sticky with the pre-come which had leaked out when Mark and me were playing. I felt Jason's dick and Mark's dick together and rubbed them. They both felt mine and tickled my belly. Jason said that we had to be ever so quiet in case someone heard us so we stopped for a bit and whispered together. I don't know what we talked about as I was more interested in fiddling with Mark and Jason. I wanted to put Jason's dick in my mouth but there wasn't enough room on the bed for us all so we got on the floor and that was better. I got his prick in my mouth and sucked it. I managed to get right to the back of my throat; I felt sick at first but once I'd got used to it, I liked it and sucked it as hard as I could. When I turned round to see what Jason and Mark were doing I saw that Jason was wanking Mark off and kissing him. That was nice to see, but Jason was putting his tongue right in Mark's mouth! I thought it a bit gross at first but then it must be alright otherwise they wouldn't do it. Mark had his eyes closed and was making soft moaning noises, he must have felt real good. After a while we all changed round and Mark wanted to suck me, so I let him. When I was being sucked, Jason got next to Mark and put his fingers up his bum and wiggled them about. I heard Mark groaning and moaning when he was doing this. I could feel his noises on my cock, it felt weird but really good. I was nearly going to come so I asked Mark to stop for a bit. We all sat up in a circle and didn't say anything, just held each other's pricks and tickled them. We also had some sweets and a tin of Coke between us. I'd never been like this before. There were three of us, all sat on the floor in Mark's room, having a bit of a party, and naked, all our dicks standing up. What was best was that you could hold them and touch them and nobody cared, it made them feel good. I suppose Mark and Jason did this all the time, but it was new to me and I thought it was brilliant. I smiled at them both really wide and had another sweet. Jason ruffled my hair and pinched my cock gently. When we'd had enough sweets and Coke we started again. I whispered to Jason if I could put my dick up his bum again, but he said no `cause Mark wanted me to do it to him later. Instead Jason said he wanted to fuck Mark. They got laid out on the floor and Mark put his legs on Jason's shoulders. I helped Jason by holding his cock in the right place for him and then his pushed it in real slow. He didn't use the jelly stuff cause Mark was used to it and anyway Jason's dick was already wet and shiny with his pre-come. I got real close and watched as his dick slid right down and disappeared into Mark's bum. I got a strange feeling in my cock and rubbed it to make it feel better. Soon I had to stop doing it or I was going to come and I wanted to save it for Mark. Instead I moved round and kissed Mark on the lips. He put his arms round my neck and squeezed me ever so tight so's I couldn't move. It must've been fantastic for him being kissed and fucked at the same time and I was glad for him. Suddenly I felt Mark's tongue pressing against my lips and I tried to move away but I couldn't. He forced my lips apart just a bit and pushed his tongue in. It was absolutely terrific! I twisted and rolled my tongue around his and sucked his mouth, just like I'd seen on the tv sometimes and it was brilliant. I could feel Mark's body move up and down a bit as Jason fucked him which made it even better. We were all making those sexy sorts of noises when you get excited, but quiet though. I could tell Jason was near to coming because he pushed harder and harder, and Mark was shouting in my mouth so I kissed him hard and hugged him. Jason must've shot seven or eight times inside his brother before he stopped and fell on top of him, breathing in gasps. He was sweating and smiling and breathing hard all at the same time. And I saws little drops of come on Mark's belly; he must've come as well. That left only me who hadn't made sperm yet and I was glad cause I had saved it for later for me and Mark. Soon Jason said he was tired and was going to his own room. I asked him if he wanted any more sweets or stuff and he said no. He got his boxers on and kissed me and Mark before he went. I think he's really nice. Mark and me rested for a bit on the floor but it got cold after a while and so we got into his bed under the clothes. We cuddled up close again and kissed some more. I reached down and took hold of Mark's cock and just held it softly, I just liked holding it sometimes, feeling his heart beat making it throb. Mark put his hands on my chest and was stroking it with his fingers. That was nice, but it got even better when he began to rub my nipples with his thumb. I gasped with the shock, it felt fantastic! I'd never done this before and I didn't believe how good it was. I looked at them both and there were sticking up, just like tiny dicks! Mark giggled and leaned down to lick them with his tongue. That was even better and I shivered and shook because it was so good! My dick started to throb again but I didn't touch it, just in case. Mark looked up at me and gave me one of his special smiles and licked my tits some more. I couldn't help it, I made him stop and said I wanted to do him now.. He quickly turned sat up and told me just to lay back. I didn't know what he was going to do, but I did it anyway. He put his legs on either side of my body and looked at me. I felt him take my dick and point it at his bum. When it got to his hole, he stopped a bit and smiled. Ever so slowly he let himself sink down and my dick went right in his hole! He didn't stop though, he went right down until he was sitting on my balls with my cock right down deep inside him. This was the best ever! I could look at him and see his face and still fuck him! He started to move up and down slowly and even squeezed his bum cheeks together and held my cock tight, staring at me all the time and smiling. His big brown eyes were nearly closed as he went up and down. He moved his hands to my chest and tickled my tits again. The tingly, squiffy feeling was unbelievable! My body seemed to glow and get really sensitive, I could feel every square millimetre of it. Even my brain seemed to leave my head and was somewhere else. We moved together up and down, in and out, stopping to rest sometimes, but doing it again even faster. Mark's head was thrown back and he wasn't hardly breathing as he did it. I was shaking and shuddering all the time and couldn't stop. Then I felt the come leave my balls and start to come up to my cock. I held Mark's waist and really pushed my dick up him hard, he pinched his bum cheeks together and squeezed as well. My dick swelled up and seemed to fill all of his bum and insides and I shot my sperm out harder than I'd ever done before. I felt every bit come out of my cock, hot and hard. I had my eyes tight shut and was biting my lips in ecstasy, hoping it would never end. But it did. Mark fell on top of me, breathing again now in quick short breaths. I don't know if I was breathing or not, I couldn't feel anything! When I opened my eyes, I looked down and saw Mark had come again and there were drops of sperm all down my front. I collected them with my fingers and stuck it in my mouth to lick it off. I put some in Mark's mouth as well and he swallowed it as well. I looked into his eyes and saw two tears on his cheeks so I wiped them off as well and swallowed them. I must have cried a bit also because he swiped some off me and licked his fingers. We lay side by side and held each other gently. I said that that was the best ever and he was really really good at it. He nearly made me cry again when he said that he loved doing it with me and that we were going to do it for ever and ever and never stop. We fell asleep in each other's arms and didn't wake up until Jason came in. We were glad it was him that came to wake us up `cause the bed clothes had fallen off of us and we were naked on the bed and holding each other's dicks! We quickly got up and put some clothes on. Jason had a shower first and then me and Mark went in together. We didn't do anything in the shower except wash each other's dicks again. It was nice but we didn't want to be late for breakfast. I stayed at their house until nearly dinner time messing about and playing with his toys. We kept looking at each other and giggling at our big secret, both our cocks hard all the time. It came time for me to go home and I hugged Mark and Jason and kissed them both when we were in Jason's room. I said `bye' to their mum and dad and thanked them very much for having me. They said ` I was welcome anytime' which was nice. When I was riding my bike home, I had to be extra careful because my dick was still hard and I kept banging my balls on the saddle. It didn't hurt much, but my cock was a bit sort of raw and tender and red as well. Part Seven I saw Mark and Jason almost every day after I'd had the sleep-over except for Christmas Day and Boxing Day. We played a lot together and had some good times. What was nice was that we sometimes just played together or went out on our bikes. We didn't have sex games every time, but we did mostly. It was good being able to do it or not do it when we wanted. I got my computer for Christmas as well as some new clothes and lots of other things. Mark and Jason got some nice things as well, computer games, videos and clothes. We all had each other for Christmas as well! I went to the bogs in the park sometimes and the ones in town as well, but I didn't do very much except read the writing and look at the pictures. I could understand all the words now because Mark and Jason explained the ones to me I didn't understand. There were some men that I saw who wanted to do things with me, but I only did it twice to get a bit of money or cause I liked the look of the man. I used the money to buy some nice presents for Mark and Jason. I couldn't tell my mum cause she would want to know where I got the money from. I bought Mark a good football shirt like mine so's we looked like brothers. Jason I didn't know what to get, he seemed to have everything so I got him some smelly stuff which he said he liked. I even told him about the time when I sprayed it on my dick and balls which he thought was really funny and laughed a lot. They bought me a chess set, a proper ink pen for school and a big diary with a lock and key. They were brilliant. It wasn't long before school started again, and in some ways I was glad. I was looking forward to moving up a group with Mark and we sat together nearly all the time - and we didn't get into any trouble at all.. The work was hard but we did our homework together at his house which was alright because he helped me with my writing and things and I helped him with his drawing and art. Jason seemed to spend less and less time with us as the weeks went past. He did some fun things with us sometimes, but Mark said he was going out with his friend a lot these days. He said he might even have a girlfriend as well but he never said anything. I was glad for him in some ways, but I thought that it was better to be with Mark and have some sex fun sometimes when we wanted, neither of us wanted a girlfriend. I said that I would never want one and Mark said he didn't either so that was OK. I found the piece of paper that I'd written all the good things on and wrote them in the back of my diary so's I wouldn't forget. It was nice to read them sometimes when I was pissed off and felt miserable. I added a bit more after Mark and me measured our dicks and counted our hairs. Mine had grown from three and a bit inches to more than four inches and Mark's was the same. We couldn't count all the hairs now because there were too many. They weren't very long though, but they were the same colour as the hair on our heads, Mark's a lovely shiny dark browny colour and mine a sort of light brown. It was my birthday in April and Mark asked me what I wanted. At first I said I didn't want anything, and I really didn't. I said it was like having a birthday present every day when we were together and I didn't want anything else. He went a bit sad then and gave me a big hug and kissed me properly with his tongue. When I said that was just what I meant and kissed him back, I thought he was going to cry but he didn't. He did say that we could have a sleep-over again and he could give me a `special present'! I knew what he meant and laughed, saying that would be just right. When my birthday came, my mum said it would be OK to sleep over if I wanted and even said it would be good for me to share my birthday with him. I didn't bother to get dressed up when I was going to his house, he was my best friend now and we didn't need to do things like that anymore. But I did put on my shirt like his, and told him to put his on so's we'd be the same. Mark took me straight up to his room when I got there and we kissed and hugged a bit and felt each other's dicks outside our trousers. I liked that and got real hard. We didn't get them out because we knew we could do that later in bed and it would be better then. We heard his mum calling us and so Mark grabbed my wrist and nearly dragged me downstairs. When we got to the living room, there was a big party all spread out on the table, just for me! There was even a chocolate birthday cake with a candle on it and lots of fizzy drinks and things. I was so surprised that I just stood in the door and looked at it all. It was so good that I felt as if I was going to cry, but I sniffed a bit and rubbed my eyes instead. I'd never seen such a lot of food all in one place. We all sat down together, Mark, me, Jason and his mum and dad. The food looked so nice that I didn't want to touch it at first, but then Mark giggled and piled my plate up with sandwiches and biscuits and lots of other things.. We had a fantastic time and we ate all the things that were there until there was nearly nothing left. I felt so full that I thought I would burst and was really happy. When we were finished I offered to help do the washing up cause there was so much of it, but Mark's mum laughed and said not to bother because it would all go in the dish washer. Jason and me and Mark went upstairs to Mark's room to play. At first we just sat and talked like we always did. Jason said that he was sorry but he hadn't got anything for my birthday yet, but would get me something later. He asked Mark what he'd bought me and Mark laughed and said I was going to get my present later, he rubbed his dick to show Jason what he meant. They laughed a bit and Jason said that we were always randy like rabbits. Suddenly I had a thought and looked at Jason. There was something I wanted him to give me, but wasn't sure if he would think I was weird or a pervert. I leaned over and whispered in his ear so's Mark couldn't hear. He looked at me really strange at first but then laughed a real lot and hit me on the arm and said OK. Mark looked puzzled but we didn't tell him. Jason was going out again with his mates that night so he wouldn't be with Mark and me. We'd got used to it by now and it didn't bother us. When Mark went out for a piss, I quickly leaned over and kissed Jason on the cheek. He asked me what it was for, and I said quietly that it was because he was the first one I'd ever done things with and I'd never forget him. I sort of knew that we had almost stopped doing things with each other, and he was glad me and Mark were OK together and didn't mind us messing about. When Mark got back, Jason left us to go and get ready. Me and Mark played chess for a bit, but he beat me again and so we stopped to watch tv. Jason came into say he was going out, and wouldn't be back until very late so's he'd see us in the morning. I think that was a sort of sign to say he wouldn't bother us later that night and leave us alone. He also gave me a parcel, all wrapped up in fancy paper and ribbon. He kissed me quick on the lips and said, "Happy Birthday" to me. I pushed the parcel into my back-pack and didn't tell Mark what it was. When it got to be time for us to go to bed, Mark said for me not to get undressed for a minute and I looked at him, he gave me one of his wicked grins and said to wait. I was wondering what he was going to do when he stepped up to me and kissed me on the lips. The next thing was that he started to take my shirt off! "Stand still," he whispered. "I want to undress you. It's part of your special birthday present!" I stood there as if I was in a trance, allowing him to take my socks off and then my trousers. He then put his hands inside my pants and tickled my dick to get it really hard whilst he was still kissing me. Ever so slowly he slid my pants down and left me standing there, bollock naked, with a boner you wouldn't believe! It didn't seem at all embarrassing or anything, in fact it was almost beautiful as I watched him slowly take his clothes off. It was like being in a proper strip-show and I stared at him amazed. He sort of danced around a bit, giggling all the time as he took his clothes off one by one. When he got to his underpants, he stood in front of me between my open legs, put his hands on my shoulders and whispered real sexy-like, "You do it." Taking care not to trap his dick, I pulled them over his boner and off his legs. He pushed me back on the bed and kissed me deeply with his tongue. I didn't hardly notice as he wrapped the blanket over us and hugged me tight. "I've always wanted to do that," he sighed," And I thought Jason would think I was stupid, but I knew you would like it. It was good wasn't it?" I moaned a `yes, brilliant' at him and hugged him even tighter. "You are the most beautiful, good-looking boy I know," I said quietly, "and you are my best friend ever." I wanted to say a lot more things to him and about him, but I didn't know the words. I kissed him again instead. All he could manage to say back to me when I let him, was "You too." We felt all sloppy and silly then and just stroked our hair. It didn't seem wrong though and we both felt warm and happy. As if to break the spell we were in, Mark said, "Wanna fuck me?" When the boys at school said `fuck', it was always rude and nasty and sounded awful, but when Mark or me said it to each other, it didn't sound at all bad. It was delightful and meant a lot to us. I nodded yes. This was the treat he'd promised me for my birthday and I knew it was going to be really special. There was no grinning or smiling this time, we both concentrated as hard as we could on what we were doing, determined to make it as memorable as possible. We played with each other's dicks for a bit and sucked them and wanked them, but not too much. We cuddled and kissed again, squeezed close together. I would have been the happiest boy in the world if somehow I could hug him hard enough to get his body all inside mine and we could become one. I tried, but it didn't work! When we were both really hot and ready he got me on my back and stuck my legs up. This was my favourite way of doing it and he knew it. As soon as his dick touched my pucker, it went straight in, like it was a magnet. There wasn't the slightest bit of pain, in fact it was the exact opposite. My bum felt like his dick should live there all the time and wasn't complete unless it was in there, all big and hot and throbbing. Slowly he started to do it. He was staring me straight in the eyes and I looked back at him. I swear that we said more to each other with our eyes than we could ever say in words. I wasn't even really conscious of him screwing me, it felt as if he was filling me with love and tenderness and everything else he could give. I leaned up a bit and played with his nipples as he moved back and forth. Neither of us cared whether we came or not, the magical feelings we were having were more than enough. In fact we knew that once we'd come, it would have to come to an end and we didn't want that to happen. To make it last as long as possible, and with a greater strength of will I knew I had, I made him take his dick out of me and I flipped him over so's I could quickly put mine up his butt. Before we knew it, we were at it again, but this time reversed. It was just as good and we moaned and sighed a lot with delight. We changed back once more and this time Mark didn't manage to keep it up for long before he started banging in and out like mad. He even had to bite his lips so he didn't shout out, I saw the flecks of blood afterwards, he bit that hard. When he came, it felt like a volcano erupting up my bum. His sperm was boiling hot and shot out like bullets, there must have been enough to fill all my insides right up to my mouth. I came as well, globs of my come shooting high over my head and hitting the wall, gradually dropping down until I had a beautiful line from my chin to my balls! We were really tired then, and when I saw the clock, saw we'd been doing it for nearly two hours! We'd never done it for as long as that before, even with Jason. The last thing Mark did before we fell asleep nestled together was to lock his door. He'd never done this before, and said that this time he didn't want anyone to come in the room whilst we were there. To prove the point we made love again early in the morning, giving each other slow, breathtaking blow-jobs before we had showers. Our friendship changed from that night onwards. We never actually said anything in words, we didn't have to. We knew that we were somehow destined to be together for ever. It wasn't the just the sex I soon discovered to my surprise. We still did it a lot of course, but we also did lots of other things as well, but we were never happier than when we were close to each other and could just touch an arm or a leg or a hand just for an instant. Jason grew away from us, which I suppose was natural in some ways.. He got a serious girlfriend and was doing things with her I guess, but it didn't bother either of us in the slightest. Jason accepted me and Mark as more than just boy friends, but never said anything to anybody and was even glad for us. Mark and I went through school together, shared good times and bad, and even ended up going to college together. Later on we shared a home as well. Neither his parents or mine ever commented on our relationship. They must have realised at some time that we were more than just good friends, but quite when, I never asked, they just sort of grew into it like Mark and me as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Which as far as we were concerned, it was. Oh, and the birthday present I got from Jason. They were a pair of his underpants, the ones he'd worn the first time I'd met him in the park bogs. He understood exactly why I wanted them, it was through him that I met the person I grew to love most in the world and I'd never be able to thank him enough. We never told Mark though, it was just a little secret we kept to ourselves. I still have the diary as well, and Mark and I sometimes read through it and remember all the good times we'd had growing up and discovering ourselves. The End Comments? Queries? Complaints? Let me know at johnvenn1945@yahoo.co.uk