Date: Wed, 7 Jul 2010 13:01:40 -0700 (PDT) From: L. G. Subject: zack-steve-and-adam The usual disclaimers apply; adhere to the laws regarding accessing pornographic content in your area. This is a sexually explicit story, if such offends you, now's the time to leave. This is a true story about my first time seeing and messing around with some of my neighborhood friends. The story depicts 3 separate occasions when I fooled around with a buddy. All took place in the summer of 2000, in Chicago's northwest suburbs. The names might or might have not been changed. I consider this somewhat of a 10 year anniversary of the events that happened here; a decade is a long time and I think it would do no harm to anybody if I finally related these events. ********************************* The first time I actually messed around with another boy occurred while I was in the 8th grade in middle school, and I was 13 at the time. I had seen other boys naked before and had jerked off with some friends, but I had never touched or been touched by anyone up to that point. I lived in a very nice condo complex which was further in from the main streets, so there were a lot of good places for the neighborhood kids to hang out, ride bikes, etc. At the time, I was about 5'5, and 115 or so pounds, with brown hair and blue eyes. People said I was a cute kid. There were a bunch of other kids in the neighborhood, most of whom I was friends with. Since you know how kids are, you can probably guess that I had seen almost everybody's dick in one of those 'show me yours and I'll show you mine' things, but never anything beyond that. That was about to change, though, with 3 of those friends -- Zack, Steve and Adam. Zack was 11, kinda short, probably about 5 foot, and in really good shape from all the football he played (he was on the school team). He was in my opinion an extremely cute kid, and I've always liked him. He had blond short hair, blue eyes, a nice face and a really nice body. He was altogether the perfect 'next-door-type' American boy. Steve, he was my age, although much taller than me... He was probably 5'9 by then, 13 like me, blond, blue eyed, and pretty cute spare for the fact he was on the chubby side. I can't estimate how much he weighed, but he was a muffin. He was pretty strong too, and played football as well. We were really good friends throughout middle school. Adam, the last kid, was nothing super special, he was about my height, brown eyes brown hair, I guess just about average in looks. His mom was sort of messed up, and he was a little weird. The only reason he's in the story is because he was there when we messed around, and I said it was a true story, so yea, he was around. I ended up messing around with them on 3 separate occasions, although we did a bit more but it was with either one of them separately. The first time anything ever happened besides 'I'll show you mine if you show me yours' type of thing was one Saturday when I was hanging out with Zack. We had built a crappy 'tree house' type structure in-between some of the trees on the condo property, kinda behind the parking lot so nobody minded. We were sitting around and were quite bored, and then we started joking around about teachers, fat people at school, which girls were nasty, and so on. I always had a pretty wild imagination, so when we got to picking on teachers I imagined this gross scenario of what it would be like to fuck my Science teacher, who was a pretty old, crabby, wrinkly lady. I was telling Zack how her cunt must be shriveled up like an old prune and you had to fuck it with your dick. He was laughing , and so was I. Then I joked around and told him that he was probably turned on and would need to jerk off to that image as soon as he got home. To my utter surprise, out of nowhere, he just blurted "Idk, I kinda wanna do it right now..." That was a pretty big shock for me. As luck would have it, my parents shop on Sunday so they weren't home. I didn't really think about the consequences, so I was just honest with him. "I kinda need to do it too, I haven't done it today yet... you wanna come over and do it at my house?" He said yea. It was as easy as that. I already knew he jerked off because he told me earlier. So we left the tree house and headed to my apartment, which was like 100 feet away. As luck would have it just as we got around the corner, Steve came up from the other direction. He had just come out of his house and was looking for somebody outside to play with, and just ran into us. I immediately thought "Fuck... now Zack will give up and we won't do shit. He'll ask us where we're going, and... yea..." Well, I was pretty pissed off, and since I had already talked with Steve about sex, I just told him the truth -- "Me and Zack were talking about sex, and we decided to go home and jerk off." My second surprise of the day came when Steve thought about it for a second, and then said he'd come over too. Interesting. So we went in, I closed the blinds in the living room and we sat on the couch. I turned on the TV on a random channel (it really didn't matter I wasn't planning on paying attention to the TV anyway). Zack was wearing these red striped gym shorts and a oversized t-shirt with some hip-hop designs on it, as was popular back then, and a red baseball hat. I plopped myself down on the couch, and Zack sat on my right. Steve sat on the love seat next to the couch by himself and kinda laid down horizontally, 'watching' the TV. Not much was said, and I guess we just pulled our pants down and started playing with our dicks. Steve just kinda unbuttoned his jean-shorts (another 90s thing) and took out his dick which was hard by now. He had a cute dick, cut, straight and about the same size as I was back then -- Probably around 4.5 - 5 inches. He started jerking off. Zack put his feet up on the coffee table, and slid his shorts down so they were bunched up at the bottom of his feet, and then they were followed by his boxers. He had what I imagine is normal dick for his age, and although he wasn't hard at first, he sorta just fumbled around with it until it got hard. His pricklet was about 3 inches long, and super cute -- sticking straight out from his groin, nicely cut, with a small wrinkled sack underneath it. We would sometimes jokingly call Zack "Sack," but it wasn't really related to this. One thing about him is that his piss slit was open like a little mouth, maybe because of how hard he was and how his skin stretched it open, either way, I found that very hot. The way he jerked off, he just used his hand with all the fingers, and he placed it sort of on top of his dick so his dickhead was pointing into his palm, and then just moved his hand up and down, sliding his fingers on his shaft. I whipped mine out and started jerking. I jokingly asked Zack if his 3 inches was all he had, and he got pissed. I thought his dick was great, though. He looked at mine and commented that it looked like a banana a little bit. Mine has a slight upwards curve to it, like a lot of other people I know. Nothing out of the ordinary, but I guess he hadn't seen a big one that did that before. So we were just jerking around, and I was looking at Zack (mostly) and myself, and occasionally Steve. Steve was just using his fist. Not much happened after that, until we all came, one by one. Steve was the first to go, he just said "Ok, I'm getting it." and kinda stopped stroking, and a little bit of thin, watery cum leaked out of his slit and coated his dick and hand. There wasn't much. I was next, I just aimed it at my stomach and shot my load on my abs. It wasn't huge either, but it was more milky than Steve's. Zack stared at it and commented that there was "An egg or something" that came out of it. I guess the first glob of jizz that shot out and fell on my stomach kinda looked like that to him. I'm guessing he had never heard of or seen sperm before, and that surprised him. I told him it was jizz and explained he'd get it later. He got quiet by that time, and I knew he was getting close. His movements were becoming more shallow, and he had this concentrated look on his face. He straightened his legs out and said "Oh, man..." and I'm guessing that's when his dry orgasm hit him. It was probably too much for him, because he stopped rubbing immediately and kinda sat up really rapidly and bent forward, holding his dick still in his hand, and he stood like that for about 10 seconds or so. After that, he just pulled up his shorts and boxers up in one swift motion, and leaned back down with a smile of sorts, on his face. That was that for that instance. The next time we messed around was about 2 days after that. I guess they saw the possibilities. We all came in for a lemonade after playing outside (Adam was with us at this point too) and we got around to looking at some of my stuff in my room. Lo and behold, we decided to play truth or dare. I locked the door to my room, knowing my mom was busy cooking and I knew she wouldn't bother us. The truth or dare started out pretty much like any other, with questions about who we like, and so on and so forth. Then it got to the obvious questions like "have you had sex before?" and that sort of thing. Eventually, of course, it became more and more 'dare-heavy,' and eventually we went through the process of showing each other our dicks. At that point, there was nothing else to do in the showing/telling sense, so we knew the next dares had to be physical ones. At first, and out of fear of being labeled gay (because being even this far into it is not?....) Steve used the tripple-doggy-dare on me to jerk off a little bit. I pretended to 'mind' but in reality I would have done it without any sort of dare at all. So eventually we were all 'tripple-doggy daring' each other. The next thing was just holding each other's dicks, so I held Steve's first, then Zack dared him to hold mine, and that proceeded like that in various combinations, each of us trying to avoid daring others to touch them (something I wanted to do though, but again, I didn't want to seem too eager). At one point, Steve dared me to jerk Zack off 20 times. I went over and took his little boner in my fingers, and started rubbing it up and down very slowly. I wanted it to last as long as possible. I wanted to just suck him off right then and there, but I held myself back. By the 15th stroke he was squirming and then kinda like pulled away -- I know he was enjoying it, but he just wasn't sure how to react to that. Maybe his dick was too sensitive to somebody else's touch. We then had dares to 'sword-fight' where we touched dicks. We also stood in a circle holding each other's for 10 seconds. Oh, btw, I forgot to mention, Adam had a pretty small dick for his age, and it was sorta weird. He was 13 like us, but it was like 2 inches and had a very strong downward curve to it when erect. He was prolly just that way naturally. Steve told me on another occasion that Adam had had surgery to replace his left nut with a plastic one for some reason, and that they had messed up his dick. YEA fucking right... sure... kids stories, I'm sure there was no such thing, it looked pretty normal, as normal went with him. Adam then dared Steve to fuck Zack in the ass. That was pretty funny, and I thought they wouldn't do it. Well, to my surprise, I thought they'd say at this point that this was "Gay" (as I said, I think we crossed that line a while ago), but they did it anyway... well... sort of. Steve stood up and had Zack stand in front of him. He kinda bend his legs so his dick was on Zack's ass-level. It really looked like he was fucking him, but in reality I knew he had his boner between Zack's legs. He started thrusting motions, and reached around at the same time and started to rapidly jerk Zack off. That image was extremely hot to watch. It looked like they were really fucking, and the way he was jerking him off was just awesome. I asked Zack if he was gonna cum, and he said "not yet." After that we decided to just finish off, and we started jerking off. Steve came first, his watery load leaking down his shaft. I came next, standing up, and a few of my ropes got all over this little table I had in my room. Zack was surprised by the mess I made. He then tensed up as per his usual, and had his dry cum while holding his prick in his hand. That ended the adventures for that day. The third occasion was nothing particularly special, it was when Steve was gone off to some school camp or something like that. Me and Zack were climbing trees, and of course, we got to talking about sex again. By the by, we came upon the topic of how Steve had once told me he could get a boner just by thinking about sex anytime he wanted to. Zack, funnily, asked me if I could do that too. I said I could, so he said "Ok. Get one right now." Easier said than done, I already had a boner. He laughed. After that, I told him that when a guy gets a boner, there's usually only one way to get rid of it, and that's to jerk off, so I climbed down from the tree and went a little deeper into the bushes to jerk off. He pretended like he was disgusted, and went down to the parking lot to play ball. I wanted him to follow me in, so we could jerk off together. A minute is all it took. I guess his hormones won over what his mom told him about playing with other boys :). He came in, plopped himself down on a stump of wood, pulled his pants down and started jerking off. I was right next to him and had a great view of his dick. We didn't say anything and just kept rubbing. I asked him if he was hard, just for conversation's sake, and he said "yea" and I answered "No you're not." Stupid nonsense talk on my part, but cut me some slack, I was pretty engulfed in just watching him. Eventually he said he was getting close, and I said "Ok, let me know when you're there." In about a minute he tensed up his butt and legs, and said "Ok, here it is" and then he just took his hand off his dick and put it on his side. I could actually see his little dick throbbing with each contraction, his little nuts almost inside his groin, trying to pump out what wasn't there quite yet. It was a totally hot sight. After that I came all over the leaves below me, which he watched, and then we went out again to finish our ball game. As with all good things, this one came to an end as well. We jerked together once or twice again, but that was about it. Zack got really busy with school practicing, and I moved a couple of months later, right before I went to High School. I kept in touch with Steve, and even invited all of them to my birthday party the next year. Steve and a few others made it, Zack didn't because he was supposedly moving that day too. I never really saw him again. I'm still acquainted with Steve, and we talk once in a blue moon, but I have not seen or heard of Zack since. All I really have are the memories and those were pretty cool. I really liked that kid and would have loved to do more with him. He's prolly really cute now that he's older. I'm pretty certain that everybody else besides me turned out straight, whereas I consider myself to be gay, maybe bi. THE END... ********************************* If you have any comments, suggestions... good or bad... please let me know. I'd love to hear if you had a similar experience, of if you're possibly one of the people in this story. I currently live in the same area as the story took place. altlg21 AT yahoo DOT COM.