Date: Thu, 21 Jan 2021 11:24:54 -0500 From: Sussex Topman3 Subject: When Misfits Collide Gay - Young friends True story- names may have been changed. --------------------------------------------------------- I grew up in a very broken home with lots of layers and problems, we had to spend a lot of time with other relatives in town too, their family also were very dysfunctional, so needless to say that I was a very unsure of myself young kid feeling very much the outsider. Due to all this I was a very quiet kid in school, often mistakenly taken as a good boy even though I was failing due to not caring about anything and certainly not about school. Fast forward to early third grade when another misfit enters the arena, Ricky. Ricky came off as a goofball and a bit of a smart ass to his peers which is not a good combination to win friends in class and by mid year he was treated as a misfit which only made him double down on his sassing of others. One day we were told that Ricky ran away by the teacher who was concerned and asked the class if any of us had any knowledge of his whereabouts, and with that came the snickering and crude remarks from some of the other kids about Ricky which made me kind of angry. Ricky ended up going home later that evening after ditching school all day and hiding out in the woods at the edge of the park in town. He showed up the next day in class to the jeers to some of the class, I couldn't imagine the embarrassment and shame I would've felt if that were me having to go back to be mocked all the more. I felt bad for him so I figured that I'd try to be friendly towards him knowing that he had no friends, I myself had my cousin and a few other close friends that I hung around with who also wouldn't like Ricky so I knew to keep our friendship separate. I knew he lived only two blocks down the street from me so sometimes we'd walk home from school together when his mom didn't pick him up which she usually did. We got friendly enough to where he ended up sleeping over one night with me and my younger brother while we were in that third grade class together. That one sleepover was fun, the three of us ended up at night sleeping in our underwear and before falling to sleep we just talked and giggled about silly stuff, I don't remember how it came about but we ended up with a quick game of show and tell with our penises. Nothing more than that happened. After third grade we drifted apart as we weren't in class together again till sixth grade and he was still an outcast. In our sixth grade class we ended up sitting almost next to each other so we rekindled our friendship. He ended up spending more and more time at my house. My house by that time was a free for all, no parent around most of the time so I'm sure he liked that sense of freedom. I did know even back in third grade that his mother was a bit of a bitch and that his parents would leave him alone when they would take day long trips with his younger sister, maybe he wanted to stay home by himself but that struck me even back then as strange behavior for parents. He seemed unwanted even to his parents, I guess that was another reason why I felt bad for him. Summer after sixth grade we are still friends and he still comes over after I spend the day with my regular friends. I remember that we are playing hide and seek at night outside of my house when he says to me, " hey, do you want to go naked?". I was surprised that he asked that but also very drawn to the idea of doing something so taboo outside in the dark. With that we stripped off our clothes in the backyard and felt a sense of both freedom and new feelings of budding sexuality and lust. We went from sneakily walking around the yard nude to checking each other's prepubescent bodies out from a distance, both sporting hard-ons. Middleschool started, it was a much longer walk back and forth to school and when I wasn't with my regular friends walking together sometimes Rick and I would walk home together. We would walk the forbidden train tracks home as a shortcut past many commercial and industrial parts of town. This one place my regular friends & I passed was a parking lot of old trucks that looked like they were long forgotten and as curious 12 year old boys we wouldn't miss a chance to explore such a site. We checked out every nook and cranny of the place and the old trucks. We ended up hitting paydirt with a huge stash of porn magazines and these weren't the tame playboy type but very hardcore porn and erotic story books. Each boy ended up with his very own hardcore library to take home, what a bonanza! I would end up giving Ricky a mag or two at a later time. Ricky and I hadn't done anything else besides that earlier nighttime naked run around my backyard up until now. Having more sexual knowledge thanks to all that hardcore porn when the next opportunity presented itself we would take advantage of it. One day Ricky & I were walking home together when we came upon an old abandoned house we spotted from the train tracks, the backyard to the house abutted the tracks and was all overgrown so we figured with all that cover we'd explore the old house. The basement had a back door to it and it was partially open as it must've been explored many times before by others. The basement was dark except for the sunlight that flowed from that back door and eerily there was a lot of stuff in there, someone's many personal items. We found the stairs to the first floor and made our way in the spooky darkness. Once upstairs we found the house mostly empty with old curtains and shades on the windows that made the house pretty dark and gloomy. We made our way to the second floor to explore what ended up being much brighter as there were no dark shades on the windows up there, just some tattered old curtains. After we finished exploring even the attic we went back down to the brighter second floor and rested as we were talking about "our" new found house. After a little while he asked that same old question of me, "hey, do you want to go naked?". I jumped at the chance to, I secretly wanted to do more all along but I never had the nerve to ask him, always hoping for another chance and just now here it was... We looked out the windows to make sure the coast was clear and it was before we peeled our clothes off. We both stood there stiff as boards taking in each other's nakedness in the daylight that shined through the dirty old windows. Both touching our own penises strutting around for one another. Now both twelve, I had begun growing pubic hair at eleven and my adult size penis was fully grown by twelve where Ricky even being three months older and taller than me was still fully prepubescent. Ricky was awestruck at my level of development. He asked to inspect it further, to touch it and play with it, he wasn't bashful about it in the least and I loved the attention he gave it and me. He was eager to kiss it and even to try to suck my dick, he even asked to check out my asshole. Neither one of us really jerked off and neither one of us ever came before so our play was just for dry climaxes, but was just as powerful to young boys' bodies just the same. So now that this precedent of sexplay was set we would always end up playing it when we were together either there or in the woods or at my house when no one was home. It didn't take too long or too much coaxing for me to introduce the idea of me trying to fuck him in his ass one day at my house. I knew we would need some kind of lube, I would grab some olive oil from the kitchen or mineral oil and we would take our play to a whole new level. I instantly loved the feeling of sinking my hard cock into his soft pink pucker, I knew that I had to take it slow with my twelve year old man size dick. While I was an average size of six inches hard it must've looked like a monster on a short skinny twelve year old. From then on he became my fuck toy and he loved it. It would be almost a year before Rick started puberty of his own so he really loved my continual growth and maturation. We still kept our worlds apart, it was unspoken between us as our taboo play grew into what it did. By this time at twelve I had made my bedroom in the basement with kind of a secret area behind my makeshift closet, a totally private place for Rick and I to play our private games. This secret place was far and hidden enough that if we heard anyone coming down the basement steps it would give us time to dress fast and play it cool. Rick by this time was used to my evening booty phone calls. Once we hung up the phone he would slink up to my house and slip through the typical skinny basement window into my room, we did it this way for ultimate stealthiness. Once he was in we would get right to funny business and the minute it was over he would usually leave. Our meetings morphed into us stripping down and me fucking him to a dry climax at an early twelve years old, he would sometimes want to suck my dick or even kiss my taint and look at my ass, he wasn't looking for me to pay him attention. It was months later that I came for the first time in my life at twelve. I had been dicking him down in my secret room when the familiar sense of ecstasy hit, but with that came a pounding down deep in my groin that actually startled me. As I was stroking in and out I felt the pounding and then pulsations in my dick, I thought something might actually be wrong with me and didn't say anything to Rick, didn't want to freak him out. I pulled out to see what was going on with my dick and saw what looked like a thick gooey string like substance leading from my peehole back to his asshole and I was like what the fuck??? Then it dawned on me, this is what cumming must be... With that I plugged back in his butt and finished my very first boy cum, I nearly fainted by the time it was over it took that much out of me. I've been chasing that first cum ever since. I rationalized to myself that I probably shouldn't say anything about it to Rick, I didn't want him thinking anything different about our arrangement now that I was cumming in him. This cumming secret went on for about a month when he mentioned it to me which kind of freaked me out at first. He said, "you know I know that you've been cumming in me... My mother asked me what's that yellow stuff in your underwear?... What do you and Gregg do at his house?" He told me that I have to stop cumming in him. Another funny tidbit about his mom and dad that he told me only about six or eight months earlier, he told me that his mom found the porno mag that I gave him in his room. He said that his mother called his father up to speak with him in his room. He said that they were surprisingly pretty cool about the situation, that it was a normal curiosity blah, blah... when his father blurts out, "at least we know he's not gay...". We both had a nervous chuckle over the, "we know he's not gay" part. When he told me that I agreed that we have to play it safe and cool but truth be told I was addicted to me dicking down and cumming in his ass. In a weird way I got off on the idea of his mom finding my cum in her son's underwear, I know she probably gave it the sniff test to see what it was. I'm sure the idea of what it could've been came to her mind at the time for her to question what we do together, only she probably couldn't bring herself to face it. then on in it was a game between us, he would try to sense my climaxing and try to make me pull out but I stealthly came in him, he even got to the point of only giving ten seconds to fuck him and I'd cum inside that ten seconds I was so horny. Being in the age of aids he wanted me to try to get rubbers which was like impossible for a minor back then. Things would flip back and forth between letting cum in him and not over the next few years. He would offer to jerk me off towards the end for fear of aids. Our arrangement did in fact go on for years, through most of highschool, then very occasionally after till we were about 34. Now here's the funny thing about Rick, he hit puberty at thirteen. up till then he had a small skinny boy dick with no hair at all. Once it hit his dick grew to be a Louisville Slugger, seemingly overnight, it was huge! Everything else like pubes came in too. He was so proud to tell me one day when he came for a fuck that he finally came as he was jerking off at home. I remember falling in love with his huge dick, playing with it, attempting to suck it, even once coaxing him to fuck me with it... He just wasn't into it, he liked me jerking him off which I didn't like because it took him forever to cum and my damn arm actually hurt... Even years later he confided in me that he didn't get off on fucking girls, that he would give them the obliglitory fuck and then make them jerk him off to finish them which "they" didn't like either... What became of me? I'm a total TOP, selfish...It's all about pleasing me, affirming my dominance as the alpha. Happily marriad with a familyI fuck man ass on the DL :)