Date: Sat, 16 Nov 2002 10:25:44 -0500
From: Jesse Fonda <jf2411@bellsouth.net>
Subject: A 12-Year-Olds Tale

     This is a story of a 12-year-old boy and a
teenager engaging in seduction and oral sex. If
you don't approve or are not at least 18-years-old
please move on. If you read and enjoy my second
story please let me know.

jf2411@bellsouth.net


	     A 12-year-olds Tale, Part 1 of 2

If you read the story of how I seduced John when I was 9
years old. This story will not surprise you much, except the
fact that a girl is involved.

     Most of the neighborhood kids messed around.
You know, I'll show you mine if you show me yours.
There were about seven of us between eight and
thirteen. There were two sisters, Jean, 13 and
Maryann, 11, who would sometimes join in and show
us theirs.

  Billy was my best friend.

  Billy looked like a kid from a Norman Rockwell
cover. He had reddish brown hair, freckles and
brown eyes. He and I jerked off together and
sometimes we would jerk off each other.

   Billy was 6 months older than I.

   He was older but I was about an inch taller.

  Billy and I went to the pool sometimes but it
was too far to ride our bikes and so we had to
depend on a ride from his Mom so we didn't go very
often. Mostly we played near the creek in the
woods.

  Billy was away visiting some relatives and
wouldn't be back until just before school started.

  I was 12 that summer and was mostly bored.

  My great Grandparents on both sides had come
from Austria. I had a round face, white blond hair
and ice blue eyes. I was neither skinny nor chubby
and got very embarrassed when other adults would
tell my parents what a good-looking boy I was. "So
polite" they would say. Jeezz!

     In June, of the year before, Matt's family had
moved from Athens, Georgia, into the new house
built on the empty lot next door. His southern
accent was a rarity in our area of rural New York
State.

      I had tried to get him to mess around on
several occasions but he was not interested.


  Matt was tall and slim. Pitch-black hair cut in
a flattop. It would be wavy if it were longer. He
had bright blue eyes, perfect teeth and a
beautiful smile, and creamy white skin.

   His mother was a true Southern Belle and
believed that a southern gentleman should not have
a tan as if he worked in the fields.

   He was 14 and the most handsome boy I had ever
seen.


  It was the middle of August. Matt and I were in
his den watching a cowboy movie, Hop-a-long
Cassidy maybe, on TV. He wasn't allowed to go out
during the hot part of the day.

   We were just talking about stuff when he told
me how lucky I was to have three younger sisters.
Surprised, I asked why. He said it was because I
could see a pussy whenever I liked.

  I explained that we didn't walk around naked
and except for when they were infants I never did
see my sisters pussies.

   A plan began to form in my mind that night as
I lay in bed thinking about Matt.

  The next afternoon I was talking to Jean, she
had a crush on Matt too. I explained to her that
Matt had never seen a pussy and asked if she would
be willing to show him hers. She was willing so we
went and knocked on Matt's back door.

     He invited us in though he was not supposed
to have other kids in the house when his parents
were at work.

      What they didn't know wouldn't hurt.

      We went into the den and started to watch
TV.

      I took Matt aside and explained that Jean
would show her pussy if he asked her.

      His face went bright red.

      We went back into the den but he was too
embarrassed to say anything even though I prodded
him several times.

      Finally I just asked, "Who wants to mess
around".

      Jean looked up and said quietly that she
would if we wanted to.

     I stood up and dropped my pants and briefs.

     Matt just turned a deeper shade of red.

     Jean looked over at Matt and Matt looked as
if he didn't know weather to shit or go blind.

      I knew from experience that Jean had two
rules. She would not take her panties off unless
everyone did, and no touching her pussy with any
cocks.

       I explained the first rule to him and after
much coaching he finally dropped his drawers and
Jean followed.

      She sat back down in the big overstuffed
chair and Matt came over and knelt down in front
of her.

      I knelt next to him.

      I was more interested in his reaction than
Jean's cunt. After all I had seen her snatch
before.

     Matt stared from about two feet away as Jean
slid forward, reclined back and let him look.

      He glanced up and asked her if he could
touch it.

       She smiled, spread her legs some more and
said "yes".

      He did.

      By this time he was hard and I slowly
reached over and began to stroke his nice fat
5-inch cock. He was so absorbed he didn't even
notice.

      She showed him where her magic button was
and he really got his chance to see a real pussy
close up and play with it. He even fingered her a
little, before he made the fatal mistake.

     "Do you want to lie down on the couch and let
me lay on top", he asked Jean.

     "No" she answered and pulled up her panties
and shorts. She was out of there in a shot.

     Poor Matt.

      I offered to jerk him off but he said "no".
I explained Jean never let anyone touch her cunt
with his cock. She was afraid of getting pregnant.
This was a more innocent time.

     Matt slouched back on the couch and I sat in
the overstuffed chair my head on one arm and legs
draped over the other and went back to watching
the TV. Matt mumbled something about how stupid
girls were several times but I ignored him.

      He had been quiet for some time when I
looked over my shoulder at him. He had eased his
pants down and was slowly wanking his dick.

      I asked if he wanted some help and he smiled
and said, "OK".

      "YES!" I thought.

     I was slowly pulling his pud for about 5
minutes when he mumbled about how warm and wet her
cunt looked. I looked up at his face and he said
"why don't you put it in your mouth".

      I said "no way. You piss through that thing".

      He was coming around!

      Putting it in my mouth was exactly what I
was thinking but I didn't want to seem too
anxious.

      I waited for a minute then leaned forward
and licked the end of his fat meat right up and
over the piss slit.

      He groaned with pleasure. "Again" he gasped.

      This time I slowly lowered my head and began
to take him into my mouth, swirling my tongue
around the head, I went all the way down until my
nose was pressed into his coal black pubes. I
licked the underside of his budding manhood.

"Damn! Where did you learn that?" He gasped.

     I raised my head until only the head was in
my mouth and again mopped it with my tongue. I
raised my head and asked "Like it"?

      He shook his head yes, placed his hand on
the back of my head and gently pushed me back
down. I slurped that beautiful fat rod back in.

      Damn! It had been so long since I had sucked
a cock. It's like riding a bicycle. You don't
forget.

  It wasn't long before he was ready to cum. I
could tell by his breathing and the way his balls
started to pull up tight to the base of his cock.

   I reluctantly raised my head and began to beat
him off again. About 10 strokes and he came.

   Thick, creamy, white cum coated my hand, his
cock and pubes.

   "Nice going", I said. "We should try this
again sometime".

   He asked, "Can you come over tomorrow?"

   "What time?" I inquired all innocent.

   "Early, ----- about eight, just be sure to
check that both my parent's cars are gone".

  	I never did tell him where I learned that or
what a good teacher John was.


              A 12-year-olds Tale, Part 2 of 2

     The next morning at 8 O'clock, after checking to see
that no cars were in the drive, I knocked on Matt's back
door. It took three times but it finally opened. Matt stood
there looking like I woke him. He had bed head big time,
squinted eyes and yawning and stretching. He was wearing
pajamas with short sleeves and short pants. Must be a
southern thing I thought.

     "Oh! It's you. Come on in." He locked the door and I
followed him back to his bedroom.

	As he got back into bed Iasked him,
"What am I supposed to do?"

      "Take off your clothes and get in", he mumbled.

	I did.

	Five minutes later his pajamas and white briefs were
on the floor and his fuck tool was in my mouth being sucked like
nobodies business. I stopped long enough to tell him,
"Promise to let me know when you are ready to shoot. I don't
want you to cum in my mouth".

     I did, but I didn't want him to know that yet.

     "Oh God! I'm gonna shoot." He groaned about 5 minutes
later. I stroked his fat rock hard rod about 5 minutes
before he went off.

      Obviously I was a better judge of when he was ready
than he was.

     I went into the bathroom and got a damp washcloth and
wiped us off. Rinsed it out and left it on the edge of the
sink. We both put our underwear back on and sat on the floor
and played a board game. RISK, I think.  About an hour or so
later I was getting bored. "Are you ready?" I asked, staring
at his crotch.

      "Why don't you check", he answered. I leaned across
the board and pressed my hand against the front of his BVDs.

     He was ready.

     He stood and slid his briefs down and off. He took two
steps back and sat down on the edge of the bed. I crawled
over and took his fat dick into my mouth and began to suck,
swirling my tongue around the head then plunging down again
until my nose was buried in his pubes, dragging my tongue
along the underside of his meat as I pulled back up. Dear
Lord! He tasted good. From the groans I knew he was enjoying
it to the fullest.

     We somehow managed to move around so we both were on
the bed. Me, kneeling between his legs and never losing
contact between his thick dick and my mouth. He soon was
gasping, "I'm ready."

      He wasn't.

      I kept sucking until his walnut sized balls in their
lightly fuzzed sack drew up tight. When I felt the head
begin to swell I started to pull up. My mouth was about an
inch above his dick, still open, when he fired the first
shot right onto my tongue. It was so thick; I had a hard
time spitting it out.

      I didn't want to but I still didn't want him to know I
was enjoying this as much as he was.

      "Damn! I told you not to cum in my mouth", I hissed.

      "No! I promised I would tell you when I was ready to
cum. It's not my fault you kept sucking".

      Matt also had a brain. I was falling in love.

      He was into it more than I thought.

      It is amazing how easy it is to seduce a straight boy
when you involve sucking his dick

     Shortly after this I went home and had lunch. It was
about 10 before 2 and almost time for Hop-a-long-Cassidy
when I knocked on matt's door. I heard him holler so went in
and joined him in the den. "Did you lock the door?" he
asked. I went and locked the door, went back to the den and
sat in the overstuffed chair.

      Matt was slouched back on the couch. About 15 minutes
into the movie he asked "Are you ready?" I looked over my
shoulder and he had his pants and underwear down around his
ankles, his hard fat meat sticking straight up. I stood and
stripped to my briefs while he kicked his clothes aside and
removed his shirt. He had tuffs of midnight black hair in
his pitts. That and some downy hair on his lower legs and
pubes were the only hair. The rest of his body was as smooth
and as white as the day he was born.

     I moved over in front of him and lowered my cock hungry
mouth onto his very ready fuck stick and began to lap and
suck my newest plaything. He raised his right leg and placed
it on my shoulder his leg dangling down my back. Soon his
left leg was on my left shoulder. His ankles crossed on my
back and he started to fuck me in the mouth. I sucked as he
pulled back and ran my tongue along his piss tube as he
pushed.

      I liked this.

     Soon he gasped, "I'm gonna cum."  He soon shot 5 thick
ropes of hot cum into my mouth. I waited until his
breathing slowed and he released me from his vice like
grip. I got up and went into the bathroom, pretending
to spit it out but it was swallowed as soon as I left
the den.

     He asked if I was coming back the next morning. "If you
want", I told him.

      "I'll leave the door unlocked. Be sure you lock it".

      "OK", I answered.

     The next morning I let myself in after checking to be
sure both cars were gone, and locked the door behind me. I
went back to Matt's bedroom; his pajamas and briefs were on
the floor next to the bed. I stripped and slid in on the
other side. I slid down under the covers. He was lying on
his left side, pretending to be asleep, and very ready.

     So was I.

     I began slowly. Just barely licking the hairs on his
wrinkled nut sack. I felt him shiver. I did that some more
until he hissed, "stop".

      I began to lick each ball and then both, then took one
into my mouth and swirled it around on my tongue, then the
other. Matt groaned with pleasure. "God! That feels good," I
then took both balls very carefully and rolled them gently
around in my mouth.

      He liked that too.

      I very, very slowly licked my way up his throbbing
shaft and after the head was slick with saliva I took it
into my mouth and gently sucked him completely in until the
spit slick head hit the back of my throat and my nose was
buried in his jungle of pubic hair. I held him as long as I
could, gently tickling the underside of his shaft with my
tongue.  As I drew up he placed his right leg over my
shoulder pulling me tight to him and started to fuck my
sucking mouth. At first slowly pushing all the way in, then
withdrawing until only the head was in, but soon he began
really ramming it in.

      He was fucking my mouth as hard as he could.

     I had created a monster.

     It wasn't long before he said he was going to shoot and
almost immediately began to pump thick strings of hot jizz
into my mouth. I swallowed it all and licked his softening
cock clean.

     There was no longer any point in pretending I wasn't a
cocksucker.

     He knew the truth.

     Matt loved fucking me in the mouth and we did it again
before lunch. The afternoon before was repeated with more
vigor and me swallowing his hot creamy load while on my
knees in the den.

     Each weekday was the same routine. Twice in the
morning and once in the afternoon for the next two weeks
until school started.

     He always told me when he was ready to cum.

     We did it in the woods on weekends if we got the chance
and it wasn't too cold.

     But when school got out Matt's Dad was transferred back
to Georgia.

      Matt and his Dad stopped once, years later, to see my
parents but I was in the Navy by then so I never saw him
again.


                           The End