Date: Tue, 18 Sep 2007 12:47:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Danny Mann <danny_mann_1969@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Summer With Neil

Unlike so many of the stories you'll read like this online, the following
story just happens to be is absolutely TRUE.  If it were fake I would have
included a lot more. But despite the lack of hardcore sex I think you'll
find the story to still be very erotic. Truth can sometimes be much better
than fiction.  The story involves two minor boys (myself and a friend) in a
sexual situation. If this offends you or if you are under the age of 18 DO
NOT READ ANY FURTHER While this is story is true, all names (including my
own) have been changed to protect ourselves.  Enjoy!


			    My Summer with Neil
			       By Danny Mann


My friend Neil used to come over my house almost every day in the summer to
go swimming in my pool. We were both 12 years old.  I had known Neil since
we were 9 years old, and even though we had had these 'swimming dates' most
days for the past 3 summers, we had never done anything even remotely
sexual. Or even what might be considered naughty.  He would always show up
to my house wearing his suit, and bring dry clothes to change into. In the
past, when we were done swimming Neil would always go into the bathroom to
change and me to my bedroom. But for some reason, on this first warm day in
June of 1981, Neil changed the routine.

Neil followed me into my bedroom. I still wasn't sure at this point if he
was going to change there, I only thought he was hanging out before he
grabbed his clothes and headed for the bathroom.  We talked about Raiders
of the Lost Ark and how it was the coolest movie we ever saw. We compared
how many times we had seen it. Neil had me beat with 5 times.  We just hung
out. I took out my 45 records and played Blondie's song Heart of Glass and
Queen's Another One Bites the Dust over and over again.  Then Neil grabbed
the plastic bag that contained his clothes and sat down on the bottom bunk
bed. Setting the bag next to him, he pulled his shorts and underwear from
it.  'Was he going to change right here?' I thought

"I'm gonna change" he announced.  (I guess that answered my question) He
was starting to change. I was kind of shy so I looked away and grabbed my
shorts from the chair and climbed to the top bunk to change. I had never
even seen Neil naked before. I know I WANTED to look, but for some reason I
didn't.

Now would be a good time to tell you that at age 12 I was already
questioning my sexuality. I knew I was different. Even as young as age 9 I
had what I can only describe as "crushes" on other boys. Celebrities on TV
and in movies as well as boys in my school. But at that young age I didn't
think of anything sexual, I just knew that I thought they were cute.  I was
an early bloomer. Puberty hit for me around my 11th birthday when I noticed
hairs growing on my dick. Also in my 11th year I had my first wet dream. I
didn't know what those wet spots on my sheets were. Not until that same
year in school when they taught us all about puberty.  They also told us
how a boy could make the wet dream happen while he was awake....
Masturbation!  Jacking off became my favorite hobby.  When I turned 12
things changed.  7th grade gym class required changing clothes and
showering.  This opened up my world of the same sex and what was once just
curiosity toward other boys became so much more. I loved looking at the
other guys naked in the shower. I imagined seeing their dicks hard and what
it would be like to see them jerk off.

But back to my friend Neil.  I won't lie and say that I didn't look at Neil
the same way, I DID! But I tried not to think about it for fear of messing
up our friendship. And I never would have thought to tell him or try
anything with him.  Neil and I were the exact opposite in looks.  We were
both 12 years old, but people often confused me for being 13 or 14, while
people would take Neil for more like 10 or 11 years old. Neil was a lot
shorter and real thin, I was taller and average build. While I had dark
hair, Neil was a real blondie. He had a really young looking face.  If you
want a celebrity comparison I would say Neil resembled Aaron Carter at age
11.  I'm not too humble to say though that what we did have in common was
we were both good looking kids.

Back to our story...  As I was on the top bunk struggling to pull my shorts
onto my still wet body when I heard Neil from below. He was making a funny
sound, "boing boing!"  I was thinking "what the heck is he saying?"  He
said it again "Boing! Boing!" he was laughing too Then he says "Hey Danny,
check it out" I leaned over the top bunk and hung my head down to see him
in the bottom bunk.  He was lying on his back, totally naked. His dick was
semi-hard and he was flicking it with his finger! "Boing! Boing!" he said
again and still laughing.

I was kind of shocked but excited at the same time. I think I just laughed
and said something like "you're goofy" I went back to the task of finishing
changing, trying to be as casual as I could. Meanwhile my heart was beating
through my chest and I was shaking like a leaf. I quickly pulled on my
shorts and climbed down the ladder from the top bunk.  Neil was STILL just
laying there naked!

"What are you doing?" I laughed at him "Get dressed!" but I was still
looking away.  "In a minute" he said. He was holding a toy. It was this
game it was filled with water. You pushed the button with your thumb and it
sent these plastic hoops flying around in the water.  You had to try and
catch the hoops on these sticks in the water. Like ring toss in water.

Anyway, he seemed real intent on playing this game and seemed to care less
that he was naked.  I didn't know what to do. I felt like I didn't want to
stand there and stare at him so I went over to my desk and pretended to do
something. He kept asking me about the game as he was playing it. I looked
over at him again. In one hand he was holding the game, his other hand was
resting on his thigh. Every once in awhile his free hand would start
touching his penis which was now fully erect. He'd play with his dick a
little bit then he'd rest his hand back on his leg. It seemed like every
time he asked me a question and I had to look his way to answer, that was
when he would play with his dick. Like he wanted me to see it.

Years later, and when I became an adult it was clear to me that Neil was
trying real hard to seduce me, or at the very least he was getting off on
me seeing him naked. At the time I was clueless, but I knew then that I was
interested in guys, only I was scared shitless to make any moves. Thank god
Neil wasn't!

So Neil kept asking me questions about this game he was playing, prompting
me to have to go over to him and show him how the game was played. So I
went over to the bed and sat on the edge. He got up from his laying
position and sat Indian style next to me on the bed. He took the game back
from me and started playing it again.

As I sat next to him I pretended to look at the game while he played it,
but instead I looked down between his legs to get a better look.  His dick
was completely hairless from what I could see. But he was also bigger than
me. I'd say by about an inch. His dick was all the way soft now and it
still seemed so big to me. When my dick was soft there was barely anything
there, just the little head of my dick poking out. Neil in a soft state
still kind of "hung" At this moment I was as hard as a rock, and my heart
was beating so fast.

I stood up from the bed and said "what are we gonna do? Are you gonna get
dressed or what?!"  He said something like "I like being naked. I don't
care if you see me" he set the game on my night table and laid back down on
his back letting out a sigh.  I turned toward the desk again. Trying not to
look at him.

A moment later he says, "don't you ever get hard?"  I looked over at him
and he was playing with his dick again. He was semi-erect and he was
playing with the head.

"Yeah, I do" I told him.

Now he was pulling at some hairs at the base of his hard cock. I was
surprised to see his skin raise and lower as he pulled on the few blonde
hairs. They were so blonde that I hadn't even seen them the first time I
looked.

"Check it out" he pulled at the blonde pubes "I got some hair!" he said
proudly "So do I" I told him.  "you do?" he asked I walked back over near
the bunk "yeah, a lot more than that" "no way. Lemme see!" he challenged
me.

At first I said No. Thinking back I can't believe how scared and shy I was
because I know I was really interested in doing anything and everything
with Neil. But I was just really nervous.

Finally he convinced me to show him.  I stood there and started to undo my
shorts. He immediately stood up too and came right to my side. I pulled
down my shorts (I wasn't wearing underwear) but only to the point that he
could see my hair. I really had a WHOLE LOT more than him. And my hair was
very dark.

"Oh man, you got a ton!"

I pulled up my shorts "I told ya so"

"Hold on" he said "lemme see again"

So I pulled down my pants again. I remember he put his finger toward it
like he was gonna touch it and I turned away.

"what are you doing?" I giggled.

He laughed too "I wanna touch it"

"No way!" I said as I pulled my shorts up again.

Then it became a game. I KNEW that I wanted him to touch the hair on my
dick, but I felt like I needed to put up a fight first. We were both
giggling and laughing as he started to wrestle me and try to put his hand
down my pants.

We were both on the floor now with me yelling "NO" and him yelling "C'mon
Danny!"  And both of us laughing so hard it hurt.  Each time he tried to
get his hand down, he would "miss" and run the palm of his hand down the
front of my shorts. Basically rubbing my dick, only over my shorts. I was
hard as steel at this point. Now you have to remember, Neil was still
totally nude, so his dick from time to time was rubbing against different
parts of my body. He was hard as a rock too. I can still remember at one
point feeling his warm hard dick resting on the back of my arm because of
this position we were in.  Finally he got his hand in and went WAY beyond
just the pubic hair area. He actually had my whole package in his hand. We
both stopped suddenly at that second and we looked at each other. He pulled
his hand out quickly and said, while trying to fight back laughter, "Oops!
Sorry.  I guess you DO get hard sometimes!"  I laughed too. Then
proclaimed, "I'll just do it to you now then!"  So the wrestling began
again. It didn't take quite as long for me to get a hold of him. Maybe
because I was a lot stronger than Neil, or maybe because the "fight" Neil
put up was even less phony than mine. Plus he was already naked so there
wasn't much of a challenge to it.

When I did get my hand wrapped around his shaft I just held it for a few
seconds then let it go. I stood up laughing and breathing heavy. He
collapsed to the floor on his back, also laughing and breathing heavy.

"We should play truth or dare" he says. "You ever played before?"  I had
played before but not the way I knew Neil was gonna play. I had played with
my sister and other friends but it was never sexual. It was always really
innocent.

"Yeah, I've played before" I told him.

"Good let's play!" he said. "Get me some pieces of paper and a pen"

Neil had this different way of playing Truth or Dare.  First of all, it was
basically a game of DARE. There was no TRUTH involved.  Each of us would
write out 4 or 5 dares on a slip of paper. Then all the pieces of paper
would get put in a pile, and we would take turns drawing from that pile.
You had to be careful what you wrote down for a dare because it had to be
something you yourself would be willing to do, because you might pick your
own dare.

So we filled out the slips of paper. At this point Neil had actually put on
his shorts.  I wasn't sure what to write down. I wasn't sure how FAR to
go. So I kept mine fairly tame. We put them all in a pile. Neil elected to
go first. He picked the first one.

As soon as he opened it he said "Oh no!"  He had drawn one of his own. He
handed it to me and I read it.  It said:

"PUT YOUR DICK BETWEEN YOUR LEGS AND ACT LIKE A GIRL"

I watched as Neil dropped his shorts and tucked his semi-hard dick and
balls between his legs and closed them. He waddled around the room talking
in a girl's voice. It was very funny. He put his shorts back on again.  It
was my turn.  I pulled a slip of paper. It was Neil's handwriting. I read
it:

"GET YOUR DICK HARD AND FUCK A PILLOW"

Neil laughed hysterically when he saw what I had to do. I remember I
actually tried to do it without Neil seeing my dick. He still hadn't
actually seen me naked at this point. I put my hand in my pants and got my
dick hard, then I laid on the bed face down and tried to get my dick out of
my fly and into the pillow without Neil seeing. (what a wimp I was!)

Neil wasn't going to allow this.

"NO! You have to get naked! You can't do it that way!" he yelled.

So I reluctantly sat up, and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. I
hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my shorts and pulled them down.  I
kept my legs closed tightly, hiding my member from Neil.

"C'mon! Show it!" Neil demanded while laughing.

I opened my legs and my 4 inch pole sprang up and into view.  Neil watched
intently as I got into position again, slipped my cock into the pillow
case, and began thrusting my hips.

I remember being so embarrassed, Neil laughing the whole time.

"How long do I have to do this?" I asked him.

"A few more minutes" he said.

Suddenly, I realize that this ridiculous thing I was doing was starting to
feel good.  I even started thrusting faster and harder.  After another
minute Neil let me off the hook.

"OK, you can stop now"

I got up and sat with my legs crossed. I couldn't help but to keep touching
my dick. It felt so good.  Neil was still giggling.

"That actually felt good" I admitted.

"No kidding!" Neil said as he sat down next to me "I do it all the time!"

"You do?"

"Yeah! It feels great. It feels better when you go all the way."

'Was this the way Neil jerked off?' I wondered.  I had been masturbating
for about a year, but I just used my hand. It got me excited to think about
Neil masturbating. I wondered if he could cum yet...?

I was comfortable with Neil at this point. We were both completely naked,
sitting side by side with him on my bed. I was very openly playing with
myself and he didn't hide the fact that he was staring at my dick.  So I
just came out and asked him.

"Do you ever jerk off?"

"Sometimes" he said "But usually I just do the pillow thing."

"I just do this" I motioned to my throbbing dick and showed him by wrapping
my hand around my shaft and pumped my fist.

"Yeah, I do it like that sometimes too" he said as he leaned back and
mimicked me.  In mid stroke he looked up at me "Do you have any cream?" he
asked.

"Cream?"

"Yeah, like hand cream. That's what I use"

"Maybe, in the bathroom. I just use spit" I told him as I licked my hand
and then slipped my stiffy into my moist fist.

"Yuck! That's gross!" He said.

"No it's not." I told him. "It's better this way."

Neil got up and put his shorts back on to go to the bathroom. He came back
in holding some hand cream. He pumped some from the container and began
rubbing it into his stiff cock. I watched him the whole time while I
continued pumping my own.  There was a very long minute of silence and I
finally said something like, "are we gonna just sit here and do this?" I
think I felt like I had to say that for some reason. Like it was no big
deal for me. Of course, I WANTED to do it. I would have done it all
afternoon. "Yeah!" he said "I can't stop once I start."

He looked over at me. At this point side by side, and at full arousal you
could see how different we really were. Neil said, "Yeah you really got a
lot of hair! ...... but I'm bigger" I was kind of embarrassed that he would
point out the obvious but he was right.

Then he picked up the cream again and pumped more into his hand. "Just try
some of this, it's better trust me." he said Before I could say no Neil
took his cream filled hand and wiped it on my dick!  I said "hey what are
you doing?" acting like it bothered me. Neil was laughing. He reached down
and wrapped his hand around my dick "You gotta rub it in!" He said, still
laughing and now pumping his fist up and down on my pole.  I didn't even
stand up. I just leaned back and watched him do it. Laughing. And it felt
so good.

After about 20 seconds he stopped and said "see the cream is better right?"
I just looked at him and didn't say anything. He said "you want me to keep
doing it?"  I said "yeah if you want to" He just said OK and went back to
jerking me off. I leaned back all the way now laying on my back. I was
still scared and couldn't believe that this was happening but I was really
getting into it.  Then I realized that I would eventually cum, and I hadn't
talked about that with Neil yet.  Just as if he was reading my mind Neil
said "Let me know if you're gonna squirt"

I sat up on my elbows. "Can you do that?" I asked him

"Yeah a little. You do right?"

"Yep" I said proudly.

"Well just tell me before it happens ok?" he asked. And I promised him I
would.

I laid back down and closed my eyes. Neil spoke again "And you have to do
it to me after" I kind of knew at this point that that would be the
deal. Again I promised him I would.

I kept opening my eyes a little and peeking at Neil's face. I got so turned
on by watching him and the way he looked at my body while he jerked me
off. At one point he used his other hand to squeeze my balls a little.
"Does that hurt?" he asked me "No" I told him. I only jumped because I
didn't expect it.

After he started playing with my balls and masturbating me at the same time
that's when I knew I was close to orgasm. And Neil knew it too. As it turns
out Neil didn't need me to tell him at all.  I guess my facial expressions
and the way my body started to move told him that I was about to blow my
load.  "Are you gonna do it?!" he asked and pulled his hand away.

"NO NO! not yet" I told him. I didn't want to have to jerk myself off the
rest of the way for too long. I wanted him to do it until the last possible
second. His hand returned to my throbbing cock and pumped so fast it was a
blur.  Only 15 seconds later I felt that rush of warm feeling from my toes
and up through my legs. I reached up and pushed his hand away. I took hold
of my dick as the cum exploded. First a squirt that landed on my stomach
then the rest dribbling down my shaft.

I looked up at Neil. He had the back of his hand up covering his mouth
which was hanging open and his eyes were wide. In a laughing voice he said
"Oh my god! Thats a lot!"

"you don't have that much come out?" I asked him

"No way! Not even close"

I laid there and rubbed my dwindling cock's head into the mess.

"Give me something to clean this" I told him.  He handed me a dirty shirt
from the floor and I used it to wipe up.  A pool of cum collected in my
bellybutton. And I used the shirt to soak it up.

"That is SO much!" Neil commented again

I stood up and found a dry spot on the shirt to wipe the rest of the cum
away from my stomach and hands.

"OK, my turn" Neil said and laid down on the bed.

I sat down next to him. His dick wasn't hard anymore and it flopped to one
side. I took some cream and rubbed it into his soft cock. I liked that I
was able to get his dick hard and that it wasn't already hard. He was
semi-erect and I stopped for a second to touch his little hairs. They were
so cute. I pulled at them a little bit. He had his hands clasped together
behind his head and he giggled a little as he raised his head up to look at
what I was doing.

I went back to his cock which was now a full 5 inches and began to pump my
fist up and down it's length. He stopped me and showed me how he wanted me
to do it. Running my thumb over the head. It felt like an awkward way to do
it but when he laid back down I could tell that I was doing it right by the
way he was breathing heavy.

Again, I liked looking at his face. His eyes were closed and his facial
expressions were of pure joy. My own dick was rock hard. It totally excited
me to know that I was making him feel so good. As I pumped up and down his
slick cock I scanned his body up and down. His little toes were spreading
open and closed as he flexed them; an involuntary reflex due to the
incredible feeling throughout his body. His legs were covered with the
smallest of blonde hairs. His thighs were half brown and half white because
of the tan-line. His legs were spread and his thighs were so soft looking,
so smooth I couldn't help but run my free hand along the inner thigh to
feel it for myself. On my way up my hand brushed against his perfect balls.

"Rub my balls too" he said

So I took his tight sack into my palm and played with them for a bit as I
finished surveying his perfect body. His stomach was tight and smooth. His
belly button an outie. With each exhale his belly would sink in revealing
his ribs and abdominal muscles.  His chest was perfect. His nipples small
and hard. I wanted so bad to reach over and rub them but I didn't
dare. Thinking back on it, I'm sure he wouldn't have objected.  With his
hands still clasped behind his head his armpits were exposed - smooth,
hairless, and white compared to the rest of his tanned skin.  Again I
looked at his face which was twisted in a look that was a cross between
pain and pleasure. His mouth was open and he breathed heavily. His nose
would wrinkle and his eyes squint when I would hit just the right spot.

"It's getting close" he announced. "I'll tell you when"

I didn't answer him because I was debating in my own mind whether or not I
cared if he came on my hand. I didn't care at all but would he care if I
didn't pull away?

"You don't have to tell me" I told him.

He sat up on his elbows. "Are you sure?"

"yeah," I said "you said there's not much anyway. I don't care"

"OK" he said and laid back down.

I think the idea of this excited him because it was only 20 seconds later
that his breathing became even more heavy. His legs involuntarily kicked
once or twice and he said "Here I go!"  Then his bum raised a whole foot
off the bed and he made a grunting noise. I continued to jerk him off as
fast as I could as I watched his dick intently. The clearest of liquids, as
clear as water, came out of his cock head. Not really a squirt, but instead
it just "flowed" from it. The warm young cum ran down the crotch between my
thumb and first finger toward my wrist. The rest got rubbed back into his
pulsating cock.  His ass fell back against the mattress.

"Wait! He yelled as he reached his hand out to grab my arm. "Stop. Go slow"
I looked at his face again. His eyes were still closed and he smiled as he
took a deep breath.  He opened his eyes and I smiled back at him. He sat
up. I took my hand off his still hard, sensitive member. He noticed me
holding my hand and wrist in such a way as to not let the jizz run any
further down or drip on the floor. "Sorry about that" he said, still out of
breath.  I grabbed one of the towels and wiped it away.  I looked down at
his cock which was now beginning to get soft. I used the towel and cleaned
him up as he watched.  "I think you have as much come out as me," I told
him "but mine's white so you can see it more" He agreed.

We pulled on our shorts and went to the bathroom locking the door behind
us.  We pulled down our shorts again and used a wet towel to properly clean
ourselves and wash our hands. Neil looked so good standing there. I wanted
to just grab hold of him and hug him. Press his body against mine. But I
knew I couldn't. I wouldn't.

I told him that I would ride my bike and follow him home.  As we were
getting our bikes from the back yard Neil turned to me and said "You know
you can't tell Dave about this right? Or Alby or Brent or any of those
guys" He was so serious looking I had to laugh.  "No I'm not gonna tell
anyone" I told him. "Why would I tell anyone?"  "Ok" he said. He seemed
reassured.

About a dozen more times that summer Neil and I repeated our handjob
session. We never went further than that though.  The next spring, in May,
he moved away and I never saw him again. 1981 would be our last summer
together. But what a summer it was!

A few months ago I met Neil's mother who was working in Dunkin Donuts. She
told me that Neil is a 38 year old computer technician living in
Washington.  He's married with twin daughters.  Hmmm, I guess the "liking
boys" thing didn't catch on with Neil. It sure did for me.

I wonder if he ever thinks about me
I think about him every summer



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