Date: Sat, 13 May 2023 08:50:51 -0700
From: Pomo Wolf <pomowolf74@gmail.com>
Subject: Suburban Neighborhood Boys (Gay/Young-Friends, oral, b/bbb)

Young-friends, oral, b/bbb

This story is a work of fiction and contains descriptions of
explicit sexual acts of boys and men discovering their
sexuality.  It contains graphic scenes of sex between a
consenting underage boy and other boys.  If this type of
content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not
read it.

Copyright 2023 Wolf, all rights reserved.

You may contact me at pomowolf74@gmail.com if you
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                Suburban Neighborhood Boys
                            By
                           Wolf

	My earliest sexual memory was finding my dad's
porn magazines.  I suspect he knew I was looking at them.
He'd casually left them lying around in the bathroom.  I
guess my mom didn't mind. I would share them with my
friends and some would find their dads or older brothers'
magazines.  We would gather in a secluded place like a
garage or abandoned building and our dicks would get
hard while looking at magazines.

	There was a younger boy in the neighborhood,
named Robby living across the street that found out and
wanted to see the magazines.  I was afraid he'd tell his
parents but his mother.  He was always telling me that his
parents wouldn't care.  I told him I'd think about it.  A
week or so later he said that he wanted to ask me
something.  He wanted me to talk to him about sex and
jerking off.  He said he started noticing things and got
scared and spoke to his parents (apparently, he got so
concerned about a wet dream that they noticed a change
in his behavior.)  He had gotten so embarrassed speaking
with them.  His mom, was a therapist II think she was a
former hippie) thought he should speak with somebody
and asked him who he trusted and he told her that he
trusted me.  So bottom line, they wanted me to teach him
about sex, jerking off, wet dreams, and that kind of stuff.
I was worried that I would get into trouble or whether it
was really okay, but I saw his dad later and he called me
over to thank me, and told me how much he appreciated
me tutoring his son, he explained he and his wife were
very open about sex and nudity but didn't want their son
to be uncomfortable.  I remember getting hard, but that is
another story.

	Robby used to come over to see if I wanted to play
catch and I liked him even though he was younger than
me.  He was a good kid.  It was one of those times that he
asked me to talk about sex stuff.  At first, I said no!  I said I
had to go and we would talk later.  A few days later was
when we were able to talk again and I said we should ride
our bikes over to the park where it was more private.  Tim
and Scotty wouldn't be hanging around.  So, we did and
he asked me whether I had wet dreams.  I said sure every
guy does once they're able to shoot.  I asked if he could
shoot and he got embarrassed but said yes.

	I said: "You're now a member of the club."  I think
that made him feel better.

	Then Robby asked: "Does your penis get hard a
lot?"

	I said: "Yes all the time."

	He said: "Mine too.

	I said: "It's normal.  It Happens to all guys and
sometimes it just happens."

	Next, he asked: "What do you do when I got hard.

	I said: "It depends, if it's unexpected I hope it goes
down or think of something like math or some science
fact, anything non sexual.  If it's because I'm thinking sexy
thoughts like in bed or in the shower or watching a dirty
move then I take care of it!"

	He looked at me funny, so I made the Jack off
motion with my hand, and he still didn't get it.

	I said: "I Jack of!"

	His eyes got big.

	I asked: ""What do you do?"

	He said: "I try to cover up so no one can see."

	I said: "Next time you should just make yourself feel
good."

	He thought for a minute.  Meanwhile he absently
started rubbing the bulge in the front of his pants.

	I said: "Dude you can and should do it in private,
because not everyone will understand.  So, either wait
until you're alone in your room or go to the bathroom."

	He just looked at me and said: "Oh, yeah.  But I'm
hard now!  Are you?"

	I admitted that was."

	"What do you do when you're not in your home" he
asked.

	I find a spot in the woods or a Men's room and go
into a stall and jack off.  A lot of guys play with themselves
at school in the Boy's room I told him."

	He laughed like he didn't believe me.

	I said: "Be really quiet, and listen next time you're in
the Boys room, you will hear them.  You might even hear
a couple of boys jerking off each other or even sucking
each other's dicks.

	The neighborhood was the typical tract home
suburb where a developer built 150 post war homes on
former farm land adjacent to town limits.  Each home had
a small front and the back yards were just large enough to
put in a swimming pool no larger than 25 meters.  All the
neighbor children played touch football, soccer, and
baseballs on the street.  Our home was on a cul-de-sac.

	My other friends, were brothers, Scott and Tim,
lived two houses down and across the street.  Scott was
14 and Tim was 12.  They had an older brother Mike who
was 15 or 16.  Scott had dirty blond hair, almost brown,
and blue eyes.  Mike and Tim had brown hair.

	Mike was on the high school track team.  He was a
good athlete, but more middle of the pack.  Scotty was a
little below average for a boy his age, and more of a
bookworm, and for a little dude he was built.  He had a
big bulge for a little kid. Tim was a bull in a China shop.

	When I was visiting their home, I noticed that Mike
tended to leave his jockstraps lying on the floor of his
bedroom, and I used to sneak in his room because I like to
pick up his dirty jockstraps and smell the pungent odor of
the cup.  I had a real boy crush on him looking back on it.


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