Date: Mon, 7 Oct 2019 23:48:52 +0100 From: AP Webb Subject: D'n'M Part 1 Chapter 8 This story has been a long time in the making. Part1 consists of 19 chapters, not all of which contain any sexual material. It's main characters are teenage boys. The author has not been a teenage boy for a long time and apologises if the dialogue is not always convincing. All the characters and events in the story are fictitious. Any resemblance to real people, either living or dead, is entirely unintentional. The story is copyrighted and may not be reproduced in any way without the express permission of the author who can be contacted at pjalexander1753@gmail.com D'n'M Part1 From Chapter 7: Dan was on reaction overload. Not only had he been taught the unbelievable delights of the `Tom Reed Wet Dream Prevention Strategy' (for which he would forever be in his brother's debt), he had just witnessed that same brother put on a jaw-dropping jerk-off show, just for him. His head was spinning. He had so many questions. "Fuuuuuck! Who knew that having an audience would be so hot? Thanks D for helping me blow the biggest load ever." ********** Chapter 8 A wide smile spread across Tom's face as he dropped his legs back down to the floor. "Maybe if the swimming doesn't work out I could be like a Magic Mike entertainer and super stud. What do you think, D, any chance?" Hearing Tom say his name suddenly brought Dan back to himself. At that moment he honestly believed that Tom could pretty much walk on water so, sure, a career in the sex industry would be no problem at all. He could imagine people queueing round the block just to get a sight of him. Tom was about to sit up when he realised his torso was still covered in cold cum. "Hey Dan, hand me that cloth that's under my bed, will you?" Dan looked down and recognised a corner of an old Mickey Mouse beach towel that had been a favourite of his as a child. He reached for it and pulled it out from its hiding place. Mickey's face was stiff with crusty, yellowy white stains. "You'll need one of these for yourself now, D." Dan was wondering why he would need something so strange when Tom grabbed the other end of the towel and began to mop up the sticky mess on his chest and abs. Dan dropped his end like it was radio-active. "Ugh! That's disgusting!" "Essential equipment, little man, for any serious, bed-time jerk-off practitioner. You don't want to get cum on your sheets or boxers." "But that used to be my favourite towel." "I'm happy to share if you want to cut it in half. Do you want head or body?" Tom's smile convinced Dan that he wasn't really serious about cutting Mickey in half, but he was equally convinced that he was definitely going to need something similar. After what had happened this evening, there was no way he wasn't going to become a very dedicated jerk-off practitioner. Tom got up and threw himself onto the bed beside his brother. "Any questions?" Dan could think of dozens, but he started with the one that he was most keen to have answered. "What you did with your finger. What was that all about?" "You mean pushing it up my butt hole?" Dan nodded. "It's the best. It makes the cum so much more intense." "But why? I mean how?" "Ok. Biology lesson number two: just a short way up inside your hole there's this sort of lump -- nothing bad -- and it's got something to do with making your sperm, or maybe the liquid stuff that the sperm live in. Maybe. To be honest I don't really know much about it except that it makes you cum like a stallion and the feeling is sooo much more intense than just a standard jerk-off. Honestly, it is a-ma-zing." Dan was unconvinced. "Are you kidding me? Just `cos I've only just started out with jerking-off, doesn't mean I'm gonna let myself be tricked into shoving a finger up my butt. It's disgusting. How do you know about it anyway? And how does it come out without, you know ... all over it?" "Shit?" Dan nodded. "As long as you've had a good dump fairly recently and you put lots of lube on your finger, it seems to be ok. Ok?" Dan nodded again, although still with a pretty sceptical look on his face. "And how do I know all this?" More nodding. "One of the guys on the swim team told me about it once when we were jerking-off together in the shower after a meet. I didn't believe him either until I tried it. Wow. Was that first time ever intense? My balls worked overtime. I'd never shot so far." A happy smile appeared on Tom's face as he recalled his first experience of fingering himself while jerking-off. Nowadays it was a standard part of his jerk-off repertoire. "Yeah, about that," said Dan. "The amount of stuff that came out of your dick at the end. That was way cool. Is it always so much?" "Like I said, that was the most intense orgasm of my life. I've had a couple of girls jerk me off and even then I didn't cum so much. It must have been because I had such an appreciative audience." "And will I cum that much too?" "Ha! Not for a while little bro. Like you said, you're just getting started, and your junk has still got a lot of growing to do. It takes a while for your body to be shooting like a man. I reckon you've got quite a few more months before you're firing on all cylinders. But don't stress it. Just enjoy all the practicing you're gonna be doing. And get yourself a rag. But make sure you hide it well. Although mum must know what teenage boys get up to in the privacy of their bedrooms, she doesn't need to have her nose rubbed in it." That was such a nasty image, on so many levels, that Dan's face crumpled up in disgust. There was no way his mum would ever find his cum rag. "I'm really tired, bro. If you haven't got any more questions, I'd really like to get some sleep." Dan knew that Tom would have to be up early in the morning, even though it was Saturday, in order to get to the pool in time for team training. Despite that, he wasn't quite ready to leave his brother in peace. "Just a couple more things. Pleeease." "Okay, as long as you're quick." "I will be, I promise." "Just get on with it." "Right. So, when you were really going for it near the end, but before you actually made the sperm, there was some other liquid that came out of the end of your dick. Something see-through and sort of slimy-looking." "Oh yeah, that's called pre-cum. It's a sort of natural lube that your body makes, but it often doesn't put in an appearance until near the end -- unless you're super excited -- and that's why most guys have a bottle of the bought stuff somewhere near their favourite jerk-off location. Now that you've started I'll get dad to buy you some." The horrified look on Dan's face made Tom laugh out loud. "Only kidding, D. Only kidding. I'll get you some myself next time I'm in town. Consider it a `welcome to the jerk-off club' present. My treat." "That would be way cool. Thank you so much." "You said you had one more question. Go for it." "Oh yeah. It's about your hair, you know, your pubes." "What about them?" "Well, there doesn't seem to be so much. I thought older guys had lots." "Yeah, they do. But I don't like the forest look, I like them neat and tidy so I trim them down to a well-behaved little patch above my dick. Some of the guys on the team shave off ALL their body hair, but that's taking things way too seriously and way too far. A trim and a tidy up is good enough for me." Dan nodded, looking forward to the day when he had that decision to make and thinking it would be a long time coming. "Ok D, time you were gone and I was asleep." "Yeah., I'm pretty shattered too. Thanks again for being such an awesome big brother. No more wet dreams. Yay!" "You're welcome little bro. Oh, and D," Dan paused by the bedroom door. "You'd better take the bottle of lube with you -- just for tonight though." Dan nodded, grinned and gathered up his discarded clothing before creeping out of Tom's room, naked but happy. His thoughts were a jumble of everything he'd learned and all the incredible things he'd seen and done that night. Now that he knew so much more of what it was all about, he would certainly be paying more attention to what the other boys talked about so much of the time. But that was for another day, top of his priorities for now was to do `it' again. And again. And again. What a lot he'd got to tell Milo. ********** I continue to be grateful to those readers who have written to tell me how much they appreciate the story of D'n'M, many of them writing to say that the events of the story mirror their own experiences. 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