Date: Mon, 28 Jul 2003 10:03:41 -0700 (PDT)
From: Paul Allen <paulallen67b@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Tree House

When I was about 10 almost 11, the neighborhood guys would get together in
our tree house. We had spent the whole summer, building this tree house in
an old sycamore tree in my back yard. It had one big room about 8'x8' that
wrapped around the tree and was 12 feet off the ground, you reach it by
climbing a chain ladder that we had found behind and old store, and when we
all got together in the tree house, we pulled the ladder up.

I had been getting hard for sometime and rubbing my self on the matters,
but I really didn't know anything about sex. One august afternoon Carol who
was about three years older than the rest of us brought a magazine he had
found behind a bowling alley. It would be considered soft porn today, but
back then '57, it was pretty graphic. It showed girls sucking guys, and
getting screwed, but you couldn't see the cocks or the pussy, but it sure
got all of us hot looking at those pictures. Carol asked if any of us
jacked off and said he would show us how. Aug in the south was shorts and
tennis shoe kind of weather, and few of us ever put our shirts on in the
summer time.

So here you had 6 kids, ages 9, 10, 10, 11, 11 and 13, all with their blue
jean cut offs down around their ankles playing with there little hard
on. All of us were skinny kids, and would get brown as old mahogany this
time of year. I had blond hair, and loved to climb trees, ropes, sail boat
mast or any think that was high, so I had the best developed chest, and
most of the guys would kid me and say, "I want a chest like yours when I
grow up."  Although my hair was blond, it would turn white in the summer
time and everyone called me Cotton.

One afternoon it was just me, Ricky and Carol and we all got naked and
started pounding our meats. My dick was about 5" then, thin as a pencil and
circumcised, Carol who was a about a foot taller than the rest of us, had
come from the back woods of Louisiana. His pecker fat with skin hanging
down over the end, we all thought it looked like a sausage. He was the only
one among us, uncircumcised, and needless to say we where all fascinated
with his dick. Carol had started to get a little hair around his fat cock
and that was much talked about by the members of the group. When he pulled
the skin back the head of his dick was pink like a rose. Ricky, who was my
size, and weight, had a dick like mine, except Ricky was dark, and for some
reason, his pecker was about two shades, darker then he was. Ricky lived at
the end of the block and his parents were always fighting, so we never hung
out at his house, but he was always at my house. My mom kind of felt sorry
for him so he often ate meals with us and sleep over and was just the
nicest kid.  He was kind of a quite guy, but had the nicest smile and you
couldn't say no to him if he ask for something, if he turned on that smile
and showed those white, white teeth.

As we were pulling on our puds Carol said," Hey man can I feel your dick?"
I wasn't sure how I felt about this but responded, "Yea I guess so!" and
the three of us knew something had changed when he reach over to feel
me. It wasn't long before I was jacking Rickie and he was stroking Carol
and Carol was jacking me. It was the greatest feeling to have someone else
touching your dick and after a while he started playing with my nuts and
man I shot with such a force that I couldn't believe how good it felt. We
all came close together and laid there for a while sharing Rickie's soda
and catching our breath. Although, Rickie and I would cum, we normally only
had a dry orgasm or just a little clear fluid. Carol was the only one who
could shot spunk and we loved to watch him cum.

After a while I stated to get hard again, as did the rest of the trio and
we all changed places. This time Ricky said, "I want to jack Cotton," and I
reach for Carol's fat sausage and he reach for Ricky. I couldn't believe
how fat he was and my hand could barley get around his dick. It felt so
good to jack him, and I could transfer what I was feeling to his dick with
such ease and you could tell he loved what I was doing. I could feel the
veins in his fat dick and as he got closer he became so hard, it was
unbelievable. Then he started shooting cum and I could feel it shoot out of
his dick. My hand was covered in his spunk and I said, "Let's see what it
tastes like?" I went first and I knew then that I loved cum. Ricky and
Carol tasted it but Carol acted like he was grossed off. Rickie keep
smacking his lips saying, "Oh -- taste!" and this cause all of us to fall
out laughing.

We jacked off 4 times that afternoon and I was so weak in the knees I could
barely get down the ladder. That night, when I took my bath my poor dick
was fire engine red. But, man just thinking of the afternoon gave me an
instant hard on.

I laid there in the bed, with the attic van humming and the breeze gently
touching my chest and wondering what we would try tomorrow.


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