Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2005 05:30:14 -0700 (PDT) From: m w Subject: Summer With Eddie Part 1 First of all - Thanks for reading. This is a work of fiction about two young boys having sex. While nothing ever happened in my life exactly like this, Eddie is definately a composite of myself and a few real life friends of mine, and the narrator is also inspired by real boys I went to school with. If you have any questions, comments, or just want to talk, feel free to email me at mystery4637@yahoo.com Summer with Eddie Looking back on those days now, what I really liked most about Eddie was that he was ready to go at all times. Let's get on our bikes and ride somewhere. Let's go to my aunt's house and see if she has any cookies. Let's go down to the basement and watch a movie. Summers in rural Kentucky were an endless stream of days with nothing to do; while those hot, oppressive days of July fly by in adulthood, they last forever between 6th and 7th grade, each day less eventful than the last. Eddie always had something to pull out of his bag of tricks. There was always another creek to explore, another fort to plan in one of his neighbor's backyards, another wild animal to capture in the woods behind his house. I now realize that in addition to always being up for new adventures of his own design, Eddie was also horny as fuck. His parents were by no means rich, and his summer uniform usually consisted of a ratty t-shirt and a pair of thin sweat shorts that usually didn't leave much to the imagination. Eddie was a fat kid, but he did have a healthy, fat, little piglet of a dick which was always swelling in his thin shorts at one time or another. Sometimes I could see up his shorts when he was sitting just so. I could see his balls clinging tightly to his body just below the base of his dick. He was totally hairless and pink, and on the hottest days I could see the sweat glisten off his sack, and even just below, where the flesh of his butt cheeks began to part. His dick amazed me. It was uncut which was something I had never seen before. If we were out getting muddy, or out swimming somewhere, I could see right through his shorts and see the outline of his cock clinging to his leg. If he was aroused at all his head would peak out of the tan skin that covered the head of his dick. When he was around me he never made it a point to cover up. Even when I couldn't make out the outline of his penis or see up his shorts, he was usually in some other stage of undress. He had a belly that hung over his waist line like a true man's gut, and the way he walked around, swinging it from side to side, you could tell he wasn't ashamed of it. I was big but I was shy, so I always looked up to Eddie. I was pure baby fat. My belly sat around my middle like a tire, with a crease in the middle that rose up to my belly button. Where I was flabby and lumpy, Eddie was firm and round. His tits sat right on top of his belly, with quarter sized, dark brown nipples. My tits sagged. I had large, pink nipples that were usually inverted except when I was very cold, or, later in life, when they were being sucked on. What I wanted most was to be able to carry myself like Eddie. He wore his gut like a badge of honor. All I could do was pray that nobody would ever touch my belly, or worse, that nobody would put me into a position where I had to take my shirt off in public. At night I dreamed about being in bed with Eddie, clinging to my blankets like I wanted to cling to him. I knew Eddie had a bigger sister, in High School, and he often hung out with older kids when I wasn't around. I knew he had made some jokes about jerking off in my presence but I didn't really understand what he was talking about. But I knew I wanted in, like Eddie was already some part of a mysterious, adults-only sex club that I could only dream of glimpsing. The week before school started I got my first look. We were at his house, in the basement. His parents had a finished basement with a big TV and a couple of tag sale couches down there, covered in old pillows and blankets which made for plenty of privacy, even if a curious adult happened to wander downstairs. We had stayed up late enough to watch the Top Ten list on the Late Show before I got the nerve to ask Eddie a few questions. "Do you jerk off?" Eddie stayed quiet for a while. "Yeah, everyone does. What, you don't?" I wasn't sure how to reply but I didn't want to seem like a little kid. "Yeah, of course I do, penis breath!" This got him to chuckle a little bit, and I was relieved that I had defused the situation a little. It was now bold Eddie's turn to ask a question, and he didn't disappoint. In fact, it wasn't even a question, but a demand. "Show me your dick." "Haha, no." "I just want to see it, what's the big deal? It's not like it's a big deal or anything. You've seen mine." I felt caught. I knew it must have been pretty obvious that I tried to get a look at Eddie's goods a number of times but I never thought that I would ever be confronted with it. I knew that Eddie was not ashamed of his body, though, and now that I knew that he knew I was so interested suddenly made me very excited. I tried to convince him to forget about the whole thing but he wasn't having any of it. When Eddie pulled a blanket off of him to reveal that he wasn't wearing anything but his t-shirt, what I mostly felt was shock and fear, that Eddie was going too fast, like he was getting himself into something he couldn't get out of, and would suddenly just stop. It didn't happen, though. My cover was torn off my body before I could protest, exposing my hard on through my briefs. Eddie pinned me down, his belly resting on top of mine, his hands squeezing my legs together. I could see that his dick wasn't totally hairless. Around the base was a fine ring of dark brown pubic hairs, but his balls were still pink, and tight up close around his body. He began to put his weight down on me, making it hard to breath, but there was another reason I wasn't breathing. As he was pinning me down, Eddie's asshole was no more than 3 inches from my face. With his ass up in the air, his cheeks were spread, but with Eddie's big bubble butt, his actual hole was still deep inside of him. I could just make out the soft pink folds indicating exactly where any farts could come from, if Eddie felt so inclined. "Ok, you gonna show me your dick now?" "Maybe if you get your butt hole out of my face you weirdo!" I gagged. "I guess it's a good thing I haven't taken a shit in like 6 days, then!" At this point I new I was going to be ok. Eddie was poor, but he wasn't dirty, and he took showers as often as I washed my hands. I knew despite that I had this fat middle school aged boy's shit hole in my face, there would be no way he could do something as filthy as that. Meanwhile, my briefs were down around my ankles. "I thought you said this thing wasn't that big," he said. "It isn't," I replied. "Well, it does look different from mine, but most other guy's I've seen are like yours. I wasn't circumcised, wanna see?" Of course I did. "Uh^Å.yeah, I suppose." He got off me and, amazingly, sat down on my tits, putting his rock hard cock right in my face. "See? The skin rolls back and forth, like this" he demonstrated. "If you keep doing that you're going to shoot sperm out" I said. I had read about it in a book my dad had given me but I hadn't really realized up until that point that along with microscopic sperm, other stuff might shoot out along with it. "Yeah, so what? I jerk off all the time. You mean you've never tasted it or anything?" he asked. Once again I didn't want to seem like I was just a little kid. "Well, I mean^Åmaybe just my own. I mean. How much comes out? Maybe I thought I had shot some stuff out but maybe it was something else." I had given myself up. I had played with my dick but nothing had ever come out of it except pee before. Eddie said he would show me if I promise to taste some of it. He knew some guys in high school who jerked off together and anybody new had to taste it so they knew they could trust him not to tell. I agreed. I saw Eddie get off the couch and stand up in front of me. He pulled up his t-shirt to reveal the bottom of his belly, and with his other hand he began so savagely beat his dick. His small nuts bounced back and forth on his legs and he plugged away at his fat little tool, and what seemed like only a few seconds later, his knees bent, he leaned back, and began to drop several gobs of cum onto the carpet. When he was done, he stood there, expectantly. "So what do I do now?" I asked. "You gotta come over here to get a taste" he said. "You mean like^Åoff the floor or something?" "Well, that's not really where most of it is." He was right, too. His cum was thick and gooey, and most of it was still on his dick. I could see some glistening on the head of his dick, now partially covered by his foreskin. I got on my knees quickly and licked the end of his dick. What I tasted was a sweet dollop of his cum, so thick you could almost chew it. I inhaled and smelled his crotch, rubbed raw from the day's bicycle riding, and the sweat and funk that can always be found underneath the foreskin of boys that age. He pulled back the skin more to reveal a slick of cum covering the top of his head. I took his head into my mouth and pulled out quickly, dragging against his dick with my lips, making sure to get all of it. That night I didn't cum for the first time. That was with Eddie as well but was several months later. What I did do for the first time was hold someone. After we were all cleaned up I crawled onto the big couch with Eddie and wrapped one of my arms around him, just above his belly and nestled under his breasts. I rested my chin on his shoulder and inhaled deeply, smelling the sweat behind his ear. In the middle of the night sometime he moved over to the other couch because of the heat in the basement, but I still felt warm and safe knowing that he was in the room when I woke up. I also felt warm and safe knowing that I had a good friend I could suddenly trust more than I had trusted anyone before, and that so many of our adventures had only just begun.