Date: Sun, 5 Mar 2017 02:41:28 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Brotherly Instruction I I first posted this story 12 years ago. I think that it pretty well depicts a preteen boy who's sexual maturity is beginning to blossom as are his questions about such things. I think it is also an example of how brother care for and instruct their younger siblings as well as protect the younglings from their "tween" brothers. I'd like to think that some of the lines are fairly funny as well so, please enjoy the story. Comments are always welcome but please put the story title in the subject line. Hugs, Tag_m ~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Shhh, you'll wake up Jace," I heard my brother Shawn whisper. "Well it fucking hurts," his twin brother Rawn whined. "Just relax I told you," Shawn answered him, clearly impatient. "The pain will go away in a second." I had been awakened by voices talking low and then this dialog had taken place, bringing me fully awake in the darkened room. The twin's queen sized bed was on the opposite wall from mine, and our older brother Jeff's separate beds, in our dormitory style bedroom. The twins had slept together their whole lives and apparently had no desire to make any changes in that arrangement. Things were mostly quiet although I could hear some rustling and what sounded sort of like a squishing sound, like when you stir a bowl of macaroni and cheese or something. Then I could hear breathing, sort of like after a run, and some grunting and groaning sounds. I looked over towards the twin's bed but could only make out lumps of shapes. We lived in the country so there were no streetlights, only the outside yard light filtering in through our curtains, the light being a hundred feet away. My older brothers had finally gotten me to get rid of my Scooby Do night-light a year before so there was only a slight amount of light in the room which didn't allow me to see much of anything that was more than ten feet beyond the end of my nose. I had horrible night vision. Had there been light in the room I would have been able to see much more clearly and I most likely would have been shocked out of my underwear, which I still wore to bed. It would be another year before I would begin to sleep naked which, I would find out later, my older brothers always did. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum," I heard Shawn whisper as I heard a steady slapping sound become louder. Come. What the hell did Shawn mean he was gonna come; he was already there. "Me too," I heard Rawn whisper, "I'm cumming too." I wondered what on earth they could be talking about then heard more grunting and groaning and ooohhh-ing and ahhh-ing sounds. I was dying to get up and go over to see what was going on but my good sense told me to be quiet since they were trying not to wake me up and that meant I wasn't invited to whatever it was that they were doing. Then it was quiet except for heavy breathing then more movement and then another soften grunt or moan. "Give me the towel will you, I'm leaking," Rawn said. "Leaking," I thought to myself. I wondered if Rawn had an accident in the bed, like if he peed. Or worse. Shawn wasn't making a big deal out of it so I guessed that wasn't it so I was still quite confused. There was some rustling about then quiet for a moment then Rawn said, "Next time it's my turn," and Shawn said okay. "Next time, turn for what?" I wondered. It would be another six months or so before I discovered what had gone on that night, the night I'd had my first, albeit unknown to me, hints about sex. I was eleven going on twelve and the twins were a year older than me, going to be thirteen on their next birthday. The next sexual thing that happened was a few months later. It was early morning, the sun not quite up but the pitch- blackness was slowly being pushed away and replaced by light. Our older brother Jeff slept on the same side of the room as I did, our beds separated by a nightstand. Jeff was fifteen and sort of my idol whereas the twins tended more toward shunning or teasing me. Of course twins often do that so it wasn't like I was the only one. Anyway, Jeff tended to get up before any of us to go for a morning run. I hardly ever saw him leave but this one morning I was laying half awake when I heard the rustling of his covers being tossed aside. I opened my eyes a little bit and saw him swing his legs out and put them on the floor. At first I thought I was seeing things and blinked my eyes a couple of times. At that point Jeff was just sitting there and stretching so he wasn't paying any attention to me as I stared at the pole sprouting out from between his legs. Jeff's cock was sticking out of his body like a limb on a tree, pointing in my direction. While I had seen Jeff naked on more than one occasion, I'd never seen his cock hard before. It was big enough when it was soft, reminding me of one of our horses it was so long and thick. But hard, oh man the thing looked huge. When Jeff stood up his cock seemed to almost span the distance between our beds and my eyes must have opened even further as he stood there for a moment scratching the furry, goose egg sized balls hanging underneath the hose that was looking me in the eye. "Don't worry little brother, it won't bite you," I heard Jeff whisper above me. I looked up to see him looking down at me. "You can touch if you want Jace, it's okay." I looked over to the twins side of the room and saw that they were still sound asleep. I slipped my out from under my covers and sat on the edge of my bed, my white cotton briefs tented out from my own morning hard on, another event that I didn't understand and that was happening with more frequency. I reached out and grasped onto the thick shaft, Jeff standing a little closer to give me access to him, not that he really needed to. It felt strange; warm, the shaft hard, but the skin over it soft. My hand barely went around it and I figured it would take four or five of them side by side to span the length from the thick bush of hair at its base to the fat head that was close to me. I was totally amazed at the size and feel of it and gave it a couple more squeezes before Jeff chuckled and said, "You're gonna make me cum if you keep doin that," and he stepped back from me, pulling his cock from my hand, it bobbing slightly from having been set free. There was that word again, come. But here he was. I couldn't figure that out and Jeff was already headed toward the bathroom that he and I shared, that great, huge, bobbing cock leading the way in the soft, ever expanding twilight of our bedroom. I lay back down, wondering about what I'd seen. I put my hand inside my briefs and felt my own cock, pathetic to me in comparison to my older brother. I would soon learn however that almost everything seemed pathetic compared to Jeff. At fifteen years old my brother had a huge hunk of flesh hanging between his thighs and while my hard eleven-year old cock felt pathetic then, in less than two years I would grow to a point where there would be less than three inches difference between us and a great many cocks would seem pathetic compared to mine too. It might seem a little strange, that sleeping in the same bedroom with my three older brothers didn't provide me with more anatomy lessons but it didn't really, at least not until I was twelve. Sure, I saw my brothers naked from time to time, it would be almost impossible not to in the large dormitory style room that we all shared, but for the most part we all wore underwear at the very least. It had been different when we were younger, pre-pubescent boys. But as they started maturing my brothers started covering up, at least in front of me, the youngest member of the family. Sometimes in the morning I'd see their underwear tented out from their hard young cocks but until I saw Jeff, and touched him that one time, the only hard cock I'd seen was my own. Within weeks after my twelfth birthday I got my first hairs, an event that I'd looked forward to for a few months. I had asked Jeff once when I would start getting them and he said that he had gotten his first ones just before he turned twelve so I could expect them any time. When they did appear is was almost like it happened overnight because I didn't really check my groin out on a daily basis. I was so excited about it that when Jeff came home from a run that afternoon I had to show him. "Jeff, look," I said happily, "I got em, I got my first hairs." I had tugged the front of my jeans down enough for him to see and he got down on his knees for a closer look. He touched them, touched at the base of my cock and I felt a shiver go through my body. No one had touched me since the last time my mom gave me a bath a good seven years before that. "That's pretty cool shortstop," he said, shortstop being his nickname for me. "It won't be long before you'll be able to cum." He stood back up then sat on his bed to take his shoes off and I pulled my pants back into place. "What do you mean, cum, Jeff? You said it once and I heard the twin talking about in the dark one night. What are you guys talking about?" He smiled indulgently as he peeled his sweaty socks off and tossed them into the hamper by the bathroom door. "Cum is when you shoot sperm out shortstop. It means you'll be able to make sperm." Sperm I understood. I'd taken a health class so I knew the basics I just didn't know the slang. "Does having hairs make the sperm start?" I asked. He explained briefly that having hair didn't have anything to do with it, that hair was just one of the signs that I was maturing. Of course I asked what the other signs were. He seemed to think for a moment. "Okay, take your pants down," he said. I looked at him quizzically and he said it again, "Take them down and I'll show you what I mean. I trusted Jeff totally. If the twins had said that to me I would have expected them to pour cold water on my cock or spray it with paint or something but I knew that Jeff was serious about wanting to show me something. Still, I was a little self-conscious and Jeff could see that so he stood up and dropped his shorts and underwear then sat back down, the snake hanging gently between his thighs. It seemed like it reached almost half way to the floor. I tugged my jeans and briefs down to my knees. "See," he said as he touched me, "your balls are starting to drop already, they aren't in a tight little sac up close to your body anymore." I hadn't noticed that, but then why would I. I was barely twelve. He went on, holding my cock up in his open hand. "Your cock is getting longer too, have you noticed that?" That I had noticed. "Looks pretty good for a boy your age too, just about like me and twins were," he said, causing me to almost beam with pride. I loved it when Jeff praised me for something, anything. "Haven't you seen any of your friend's cocks shortstop" I would have thought that you and Seth would have done that by now, you know, showing each other your cocks and played boner sword games or things like that." I shook my head. Heck, I never even heard of a boner, let alone a boner sword game. "Hhmm, okay. How big is it, have you measured it?" I shook my head, saying that I hadn't so he told me to wait a second then he went into the bathroom and came back with a hair comb. He took hold of my cock and held it straight out from my body and laid the back side of the comb along side of it, one end resting against my pubic bone and newly grown hairs. "See," he said, "the comb has inches marked on it so it looks like you're about five inches long which is a pretty good size for a twelve year old boy. I bet it gets a little bigger when it's hard." He didn't seem to eager to let go of me, continuing to hold my cock in his hand, closing his fingers over it. His hand was so warm to me and felt so good that my cock started to get hard immediately. "Feels good doesn't it, having someone hold your cock?" I nodded my head. It damn sure did. Beat the hell out of me holding it that's for sure. As my cock rapidly inflated in Jeff's hand I saw that his cock was moving as well, pointing toward my shin instead of Jeff's feet where it had been before. "You're getting hard too Jeff," I said and he nodded his head. By then I was full on stiff and Jeff gave me a couple of tight squeezes then stroked me a couple of times then put the comb back against it. "See that shortstop, you gained a half an inch," he said proudly. I looked down at the comb and there it was, the scientific evidence that I had indeed gotten half way to the next mark on the comb. "Won't be long before you'll need a tape measure instead of the comb," he said, finally letting go of me and letting my boner spring up to smack my belly and stay there in an upright position. "How big is yours Jeff?" I asked him, not bothering to pull my pants up since he wasn't making any move to cover himself either. "Just a little bit over ten inches," he said with pride. I asked if everybody had cocks that big and he told me no, most people didn't get past six or seven inches so I asked if I would get as big as him. "Dunno Jace. Maybe. The twins are about eight and half inches now and I know that dad is pretty big so I would guess that you'll probably get pretty big too, just like the rest of us. I wondered how he knew that the twins were that big or that our father was big but the shiny pearl of liquid at the tip of Jeff's cock by his slit derailed that question and propelled me to the next one. "What's that Jeff?" I asked, pointing to his cock, "is that pee?" he chuckled and shook his head no, "It's called precum shortstop. It's sort of like sperm or cum and when you get hard from being sexy like, then it starts to come out. It's suppose to act as a sort of lubricant for when you go to put your cock inside a girl, makes it more slippery." My knowledge of human biology was making great strides. "Of course," he chuckled, "it also makes a good lube for beating off." Oops! Another, "what's that?" from me. "Beating off. It's another name for when you jack off." The look on my face indicated that I was still uninformed. He asked me if I'd ever stroked on my cock, and he showed me by taking his own big thick cock in his hand and slowly moving up and down on it. I shook my head no then told him I sort of had but only two or three strokes at any time. He seemed to consider that then said, "Okay. If you promise not to tell anyone, not even Seth-Seth being my best friend- I'll show you what I mean. Would you like that?" I nodded my head saying I promised not to say anything. He looked at the clock, for what I didn't know, then told me to take my clothes off, while he did the same, removing his t-shirt then lying on his bed. Once I was naked he told me come lie next to him, so I did. "There's a ton of names for it and a ton of ways to make it happen but beating off is when you make the sperm come out by yourself and not when you're fucking a girl. He grasped onto his cock, which was lying on his body, and held it a little more in the air and began moving up and down on it. "This is kind of what happens when you put your cock in a girl and you fuck her." He continued to stroke on it, even his hand seeming small on the long shaft, while his other hand moved to fondle and tug on his fat balls so I asked if pulling on his balls helped make the sperm come out. "No. Well sort of. It just feels good shortstop. There's lots of different places on your body that make you feel sexy and it's the feeling sexy what helps make the sperm come faster. Its even faster sometimes when someone else does it for you." Now that, I found interesting. "Why would you let someone else touch your cock, why would they even want to?" I thought to myself. Then I thought back to that other morning, Jeff holding mine and squeezing it and how good that felt. I couldn't remember how I felt that morning when I held his so that part of the question was still unanswered. "Okay, I'm getting close," he said, his breathing and his hand picking up speed. "Oooh god," he said, "here it comes shortstop, watch, I'm gonna cum." His hand slowed a little bit and he moaned as he lifted his hips off the bed and then it happened. I was shocked. Globs of white stuff started spurting out of his cock, the first one hitting him in the face and the rest of them, and there were a lot, going on his neck and shoulder mostly then as he slowed way down so did the stuff coming out until it was sort of just leaking out. Jeff's breathing was going fast, like he'd run a mile or something and he let go of his cock and just laid on his bed catching his breath. His cock had a string of white snot stuff hanging off the end like the line on a fishing pole. Jeff moved his hand idly played with his big heavy balls while he caught his breath. "So that's the sperm," I asked him. He said kind of. Actually the sperms were to small to see, what I was seeing was the liquid that they lived in, that carried them from his balls and up out of his cock and normally into a woman's pussy. "Can I touch it?" he nodded his head so I put my finger in the goo and brought it closer to my face, rubbing another finger in it. Stuff was like thick snot. I sniffed it and it reminded me of pancake batter. Jeff reached down and got a towel from under his mattress, I'd wondered why that was there, and handed it too me. "Here, wipe your fingers off." I did and handed it back and he cleaned the white gooey mess from his body. "Do you always make that much of sperms?" I asked, adding, "and does it always shoot out like that?" he said yes and usually. "So, do you want to try it now shortstop, see if you can make sperm?" I nodded my head but asked him how to do it and when he asked me if I wanted him to do it for me I nodded my head. Jeff took my hard cock in his thumb and fingers and began stroking it. I went totally limp in his bed from the feelings. "Like that don't you?" he asked and I nodded my head in silence. He wet his thumb and went back to work and I almost died, the wet digit sliding up and down on the underside of my cock, which I just then discovered how sensitive it really was. "Oh gosh stop Jeff, it tickles too much." "No shortstop, that's what it feels like, you're getting ready to cum, just hold on." Hold on I did, gripping the blankets at my sides, my twelve year old body rigid, as the tickling increased in my cock to a point where I wanted to pull away from my brother, and then my whole body seemed to drown in sensation. It felt like my tummy had a zillion butterflies in, my whole body seemed to get goose bumps all over it and my cock was tickling horribly but it wasn't funny, and I was breathing so fast it was hard to catch my breath. It felt fucking awesome but not awesome if that makes any sense. I seemed to shake a little bit, I saw stars like when a flashbulb goes off, and I thought for a moment I thought that I was going to faint. And then it was over. Jeff slowed way down on his stroking of my cock and I opened my eyes to see him smiling at me "You had a cum Jace, you had your first cum. Did you like it; isn't it awesome?" In retrospect it had been incredible and I wanted to do it again. I never felt anything like that at all. He finally let go of me. "You didn't make any sperms but maybe if you do this every day it will help make your balls start making sperm." Of course I had no idea how false that was but at the time the plan seemed sound. I finally rolled onto my side then thanked Jeff for showing me that and answering all my questions. He said he was glad to do it and anytime I had questions to ask him. I saw that his cock was still full on hard and that some liquid was seeping out of the slit so asked him if he wanted me to do it to him, to make him squirt again. "Not today shortstop cuz the twins will be home soon but maybe sometime we can do that if you'd like to." That he didn't tell me to keep quiet about it was a testimony to how much Jeff trusted me and I knew I would never violate that trust. Of course I knew that he was referring to the twins cuz he'd already said something about Seth and that reminded me of something. "Jeff, I have another question." He stopped at the foot of the bed, his long hard cock sticking out a mile. "What's that shortstop?" I told him about hearing the twins talking softly one night and now I knew what the come word meant but Rawn said that it hurt then after some groaning and stuff he asked Shawn for a rag cuz he was leaking. "Why would it hurt him Jeff? Then he said next time would be his turn. What were they talking about, do you know?" A sort of scowl crossed my other brother's face for a moment but he said in kindly voice, "Well shortstop, I guess those are other lessons that we'll have do in the future. Okay? Now I gotta shower," and he headed off to the bathroom, his butt swaying as he walked. It occurred to me that that Jeff had a nice butt and as soon as that thought crossed my mind, I wondered where in the hell it had come from; the idea that I thought another boy's butt was cute. So it was, that afternoon, that quite a few questions had been answered for me but of course it opened the door for a great many more. I wondered how often Jeff did that thing, that beating off. As good as it felt for me I knew that it was going to be a daily occurrence just like brushing my teeth and eating. I wondered how many times a day he could do that, briefly envisioning myself with my finger wrapped around my hard young cock as much as possible. I wondered if he always made that much of sperms and if he always shot it that far. A number of things crossed my mind as I lay there on Jeff's bed playing with my cock and balls but then my belly growled so I put my clothes back on and headed downstairs to find something to quell that feeling. During the next week I carefully measured my cock every single day but gave up on it, as nothing seemed to change. It wasn't like our corn plants after all. At a certain place in its growth you can see a difference in growth every day with corn. In fact you can actually hear corn growing sometimes. People don't know that but it's true. We were at a neighbors farm one time and he explained it to me and even showed me. He had a huge field growing and he said that on hot days, when there was absolutely no breeze and there were no other sounds, if you were real quiet you could hear a faint rustling. That was such a day and we stood very quiet standing at the edge of his field and sure enough you could hear a very slight rustling sound as though a light breeze was blowing through the stalks but there was no breeze. What is was is that corn does grow really fast and all those corn stalks doing the same thing caused their leaves to rub against each other. I swear, it's true, ask any corn farmer and he'll tell you. Anyhow, I measured, was disappointed, so then stroked my rigid cock, just like Jeff had done, and brought on my own cums. The first few times it was sort of uncomfortable cuz it tickled so fucking much but I got used to it pretty quick, as all boys do. I learned to stay with it and learned how to ride the feelings out to that final conclusion that made my whole body almost go numb. Jeff checked in with me privately every so often, asking if I was practicing. I'd nod my head then he'd ruffle my hair and tell me to keep it up, then laugh at his joke, which took me a couple of times before I got it. And then, about six weeks, maybe two months, after Jeff taught me how to jack off it happened. I had my first real sperming. I was out in the hayloft just lazing about cuz it was hot outside yet the inner recesses of our large barn were a little cooler. So there I was, lying there thinking of nothing and absently rubbing the front of my jeans, which of course made me young boy hard. I'd discovered jacking off in the outdoors fairly early on and loved the feeling of it, of being outside with my jeans down, or even off, my naked young body being caressed by a breeze or the sun. So I tugged my jeans and my underwear off then laid them on the hay, not wanting my bare little ass to be poked by the dried grasses, then leaned back against a hay bale and went to work. Like all young jack offer's, I used the thumb and forefinger or index finger method, the digits all placed high in my shaft, just under the head. I had tried tugging gently on my balls, just like Jeff, and found that I sort of liked it. It made me feel even more sexy than I was already feeling. Overall, the feelings were awesome but it still was better when Jeff did it to me. It usually didn't take long for me to cum and this time wasn't any different, the tickling feelings coming on quickly. The intensity was so much that I just let my head fall backwards, my eyes close, as my body tingled all over from my preteen orgasm. Only this time was different. I felt something on my lower belly so opened my eyes and looked down. Sure enough, there it was, my first actual sperming. Right there under my cock head was a small drop of clear liquid. I continued to slowly stroke my cock for a moment while my other hand reached out and I touched the drop with my index finger then rubbed it against my thumb, feeling it's stickiness and verifying that it was indeed cum. I felt myself smile to no one, proud that I'd arrived and was now on par, well sort of, with my older brothers and the rest of the sperming throngs of humanity. Of course I had to taste the stuff, and I did, gently putting what was left of my offering to my tongue. It was pretty bland. I wiped the rest of the stuff from my belly then wiped my fingers on the hay and put my clothes back on, anxious to find Jeff and tell him the good news. He was out for a run, he ran all the time, so I sat on the swing on our covered front porch and waited for him. No one else was home; mom in town shopping, the twins with her, while dad went about his job as a regional manager for John Deere. So I sat and swung, not thinking about much of anything until I saw Jeff coming up our long driveway. He trotted into the yard, where he slowed down and walked around a bit in the shade under our huge weeping willow, cooling down. When he approached the porch I stood up and the grin on my face caused him to ask what I was so happy about. "I did it Jeff, I made sperm. It was only a little tiny drop but it was clear and all sticky, just like your precum stuff." Needless to say I was quite proud and Jeff seemed just as proud and happy for me as I was. "That's awesome shortstop," he said, again ruffling my hair. He paused a moment then asked if I wanted to show him. Well of course I was more than willing to do exactly that and I told him so. He said he wanted to take a shower first cuz he was so sticky but if I wanted to wait, he'd be back down stairs in a minute. He didn't wait for an answer but headed into the house, returning ten minutes later dressed in sport shorts and carrying two cokes. "So you did it, you made sperm," he said, handing me a coke and sitting next to me and facing me. Jeff was so cool and I thought, such a cute boy. About five foot seven or so, he had dark blond hair just like me, although his was blonder cuz he spent more time in the sun that I did. Like me he had blue eyes although not the same ice blue that mine were. His face was smooth without any moles or blemishes but he was starting to get a little bit of dark hairs on his upper lip. I knew he was proud of those hairs cause I'd catch him smoothing them sometimes, although there wasn't much to smooth. I guess when I thought about it all my brothers were pretty cute, the twins almost beautiful I thought. I wasn't any different than they were so I guess that made me pretty cute too, my ice blue eyes being a strong feature. "Would you like to do it together shortstop, make cum?" he asked. I nodded my head eagerly. I was willing to do most anything with Jeff. "But I just did less than half an hour ago Jeff. Do you think I can make some more so soon?" He smiled and said there was only one way to find out but that generally, most guys could squirt out lots during any given day, his own record being seven times. Fuuuuck, that had to be a lot of cum. "Okay," said Jeff. He set his coke down and stood up, then pushed his shorts to the floor; he hadn't put on underwear, and stood facing me, his long cock already starting to harden up. "Right here on the porch?" I asked, looking around. "Sure, why not. Nobody around and we can see a car coming before it even gets to our driveway. It's cool. You'll like doing it outside, makes it more fun." I didn't bother to tell him that I already discovered jacking off outside, I was still too amazed that we were gonna jack off sitting on our front porch, wide open to the world, not that there was anyone within viewing distance. I stood up and tugged my cutoff jeans and underwear, freeing up my own already rigid young cock. Like Jeff, I wasn't wearing a t-shirt; that garment rarely worn during the hot summer months. Like my older brother, I stepped out of my clothes and stood before him, naked as the day I was born, albeit much bigger. Jeff reached out and grasped onto my cock and felt it, squeezing gently. Fuck I loved that. "I see you're getting more hairs, and your balls seem a little bigger shortstop," he told me as he gently stroked me. "You can hold mine too if you want to." I did, and I did, want to and hold him that is, grasping onto his thick shaft, that by then was fully hard and sticking straight out from his slender body. I discovered that I loved holding Jeff's hard cock. The thing felt so good in my hand, the warmth and stiffness of it. I slowly stroked the mammoth thing, as Jeff was doing to me, the difference being that I was about ready to cum and I told him so. He chuckled softly as a knowing smile crossed his face. "Okay, let's sit down," he said, letting go of my penis. We sat close to each other and he asked me if I wanted him to beat me off, to which I only nodded my head. He turned sideways on the swing and took hold of my cock again, using the thumb and finger technique. I leaned back in the swing and let the feelings pour over me and in moments the tickling started. It happened so fast for me and it would be a year at least before I was able to tell when I was about to cum. All of a sudden my whole body went goose bumpy and the tickling sensation centered in my cock was driving me nuts. I watched as the drop of liquid popped out my cock head and landed close to my belly button, definitely farther than the first one had, my first actual shoot. I was so proud. "Awesome shortstop," Jeff said as he continued to slowly stroke my cock. I would learn in a few moments why he did that. Then he did something that amazed me. My brother leaned down and licked my drop of sperm from my belly. "Why'd you do that Jeff? I asked, still panting. He said cuz he wanted to see how I tasted, if it tasted like his and when I asked if it did, he said no, that my cum was a little different. Probably cuz I wasn't making full on sperm yet, just getting ready do. I accepted that. What the hell, I expected him to know more than me, no matter that bits of his information were way off but that's the nature of teen age boys. "Did you like that shortstop? Isn't it more fun when someone else jacks you off?" I admitted that it was totally rad. "So, will you do it for me now, wanna make me squirt?" Oh hell yes I wanted to make him shoot out sperms and I told him so. He told me to get up and when I did he laid down on the swing then told me to get on my knees next to him, which I did, using my jeans to keep my knees off the wooden porch. He showed my how to hold his cock and what to do, although I didn't really need a lesson, then he laid back and let me stroke him. At one point he told me to use both hands so I did. Jeff tugged on his balls with one hand while the other one seemed to go further down and play with his butt crack, which gave me some more things to experiment with at first opportunity. Finally, after what seemed like ages, he said to go faster and squeeze his cock harder cuz he was gonna cum in just a second. I did as he asked then felt his cock get stiffer in my hands then he spurted out all over hell. I'd been holding his cock almost straight up in the air and I swear the first shot of stuff went a foot out of his cock. That one was followed by at least five more but I wasn't counting cuz his sperm was going in the air like a Roman candle then falling like rain all over my arms, on Jeff's belly and even the swing. His flat muscular belly would convulse each time he squirted, almost like he was puking, which I spose he sorta was. The thing finally quit spurting and slowed to a dribble but a rather fast one, the white goo oozing out of his slit and down the shaft and onto my fingers. He asked me to keep stroking until he said to stop and I did, learning that it helps get all the sperm out as well as feeling good. Another lesson. I finally let go and his cock fell to his belly, hitting it with a smack. Boy, my arms were sore from jacking him off and wondered if that was gonna happen to me as I grew up and got used to cumming so that it took longer. Jeff finally got up and said, Come on shortstop lets clean this shit off," and walked off the porch to the front lawn where he turned on the water hose and proceeded to wash the sticky stuff from his body. Of course the hose had been lying in the hot sun and the water inside of it was like hot water from the faucet. He washed quickly then had me hold my arms out and got his sperm cleaned of off me as well. Once that was done he knelt in front of me and, looking up at me, told me that was awesome and asked how I liked jacking him off. "It was way fun Jeff but my arms got so tired cuz it took so long for you to cum." He smiled and said that was the way it was sometimes, that it took longer for older guys to finally squirt. He reached out and grasped onto my still rock hard cock and stroked me a couple of time then asked, "So, you wanna try something else? Of course I nodded my head. If it was with Jeff and it was sex then I was up for it, no pun intended. I just wasn't even, prepared for what he did next. Jeff pulled my cock down so it was straight out like his then leaned forward to put it in his mouth and closed his lips over it. The whole new set of feelings that roared through my body were so much better than before and I knew that I was gonna break my record of two cums in one day. Jeff put one hand on my butt and the other cupped my balls and using them to guide me, got me to move my hips and fuck his warm mouth. I thought I was gonna die. His tongue was feeling around my cock like a dog sniffing out a new space and his lips pressed against the rim of my cock head as I moved my cock in and out of his mouth. He must have sensed that I would cum soon, or maybe he just knew from his own experience but he finally stopped and took my cock from his mouth. "What did you think about that shortstop?" "Oh gosh Jeff that was incredible. I never felt anything like that before. And you holding my balls like that and feeling on my butt, oh man Jeff it all felt so awesome good." I wondered why he stopped sucking on me but I didn't want to ask. I was sure he had a reason and in his next question I found out just what that was. "So, how do you feel about trying that on me shortstop? Do you want to try sucking my cock?" "Do you really want me to try it Jeff?" I asked. He nodded his head. "If you want to yes but I don't want you to do it unless you really want to try it. It's why I stopped sucking on you cuz if you cummed then you might not be in the mood. If you don't want to try it, it's okay and I'll keep sucking on your cock and make you cum in my mouth." He smiled at that last statement and I wondered about that, about cumming in someone's mouth. I figured that if Jeff came in my mouth I'd probly drown cuz of so much sperm that he made. The thing was, once he started sucking my cock I immediately wondered about sucking his, and I did want to try it, except for one thing. "I really do want to try it Jeff but the thing is so big. I don't think I can do much." He chuckled and said, "I wouldn't expect you to be able to take much of my cock in your mouth Jace. People have to practice to be able to get much of my cock in their mouths" I had to wonder just which people was he talking about but he was standing up and his cock was almost poking me in the belly. I got on my knees and took hold of him, and I swear the thing was as thick as my forearm and maybe longer. I held his cock in place and leaned forward with my mouth as wide open as I could get it and as I started for his cock head he told me to cover my teeth with my lips. "Like this shortstop," he said and I looked up to see his demonstration then did as he showed me and went back. I opened wide and put my mouth over the head then closed down on it. My tongue didn't have any place to go so I made it do what Jeff had done to me and that is, I explored his cock head with it. I noticed how soft the skin was, almost delicate. My tongue found his slit and explored that. Above me Jeff moaned and told me I was doing real good but to try and suck on it like it was an ice dream cone. I did as he asked, moving my head back and forth over the head, just like when I did an ice cream cone to stop it from melting all over hell. He told me I could also stroke on his cock if I wanted to so I tried it, reveling in the whole experience of sucking him and stroking at the same time, sort of like I was really out there doin it. I moved my hand from his cock felt on his balls, holding them and cupping them, feeling how heavy they were, interested in the feeling of the furry sac they were in and as soon as I did, Jeff's hand took over the stroking on his cock. My mouth was getting sore from keeping it open so much and I was gonna stop but Jeff said, "Just a little longer shortstop, oh god, I'm almost there." That encouraged me, the idea that I was using my lips to make Jeff cum. I thought it was so cool so kept doing what I was doing and then he moaned out loud and I felt his cock head sort of swell against my lips and all of a sudden my mouth was filled with warm liquid. Fuck he was cumming in my mouth. "Oh fuck oh god Jace, swallow my cum, oh fuck," he moaned out. I tried to swallow it but I couldn't. There was just too much of the stuff and my mouth was already filled with his thick fat cock head. I took my mouth off if his cock and was immediately blasted right under my nose with a shot of sperm. I tried to back away but Jeff's cock was on a rampage it seemed like and as I turned my head to move I got shot in the cheek and then on my ear. I rolled backwards onto the grass to get away from the spurting machine, keeping my eyes on it as it kept erupting stingy strands of gooey white fluid that seemed to chase after me, a shot of the stuff landing on my leg. I felt the cum hanging on my lips and stuck my tongue out to try and wipe it off and Jeff laughed saying it looked hot with his cum all over my face. I couldn't see how but then I was a novice. Within six months I'd willingly sit still while all three of my older brothers shot their sperm all over my smooth young face and body. Jeff's cock finally slowed to a dribble, the cum oozing out and dangling off the end of his dick like a line on a fishing pole, which I pointed out to him and got a laugh. "I'm sorry I came in your mouth like that shortstop, it was just so hot seeing your lips on me like that and sucking me and stuff. You're just so fucking cute, you know that? He got down on the grass and wiped his sperm from my face, flinging it like snot into the grass. Then he did another strange thing. He pulled me into his lap and hugged me really tight. Oh man it felt so good, him holding me against him and feeling his naked warm body on my skin. I hugged him back and then I did a strange thing. "I love you so much Jeff," I whispered in his ear then laid my head on his shoulder. "I love you too shortstop." He whispered back. He held me and sort of rocked for a minute or so then said, "So, you want me to make you cum now?" "Yeah, that would be cool," I said so he laid me down in the grass, being extra gentle like, then knelt beside me, his hard cock resting on my hip, and rubbed on my chest and my belly a little bit. Then he leaned down and, holding my hard cock up in the air, lowered his head and took the whole thing in his mouth. His free hand felt and tugged on my balls as he sucked me, going all the way up until only the tip of my cock head was being held by his soft lips then went back down until his nose poked my pubic bone. I was moaning out loud as he sucked me then all of a sudden the tickling started and before I knew it I was holding on to Jeff's head and pushing my hips in the air, trying to make sure all of my cock stayed in his mouth. Jeff must have swallowed my sperms, not that there was any huge amount there, and then all of a sudden my cock head was so sensitive I couldn't stand it. "Stop Jeff, it tickles too much," I giggled, pushing his head off of my dick. He took my cock from his mouth and sat on the grass with his legs crossed. "How was that, did you like cumming like that," he asked me and I nodded my head vigorously. "Yeah, I did Jeff. Thanks a lot." "Any time shortstop. So I guess, if you want to, there are other things I can show you." "Oh yeah, that would be so cool Jeff. I love doing stuff with you. What kind of stuff will you show me?" his head snapped to the right and he stared for a moment then stood up. "Come on shortstop, I see the dust trail, we gotta get dressed pronto," And he walked quickly to the porch while I washed my face quickly before following him. We knew a car was coming for half a mile or more before it got to our driveway cuz of the dirt road that led to, and went past, our farm. The road was a little hilly but in pretty good shape so you could get up to thirty miles and hour or so on it which kicked up a dust trail that you could see before the vehicle making it came into sight. Even if you did see the vehicle, from that distance when you first saw it, no one could see that there were two naked boys in the yard, in fact they couldn't really see people from that distance but he hurried just the same. Jeff and I leapt the steps to the porch and quickly tugged our shorts on. Jeff went immediately upstairs to put on underwear and stuff as well as get his hard cock to go down, while I sat on the swing, and he was still gone when our Ford Expedition pulled into the driveway and up to the front of the house. The twins bounded out of the back doors, each carrying a bag, and headed for the porch while I started toward where mom was. They smiled at me and said hey and Rawn kept going but Shawn stopped, looked at me for a second, looked to see that mom was still preoccupied then nodded toward my leg and said quietly, "You missed some," smiled, and went into the house. I looked down and there, on the side of my calf, was a little streak of Jeff's cum, the glob still so fresh that it was clearly identifiable, at least to a boy, as sperm. I was embarrassed, and a little frightened, the scared part more about being teased relentlessly than anything else. I wiped it off just as Jeff came out the door and I grabbed him before he got past me and told him about it. He told me not to worry that he'd talk to the twins right away then we both went down to help haul in the rest of whatever mom had purchased. That night as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, I let my brain roam back over the day's events and man were there a lot of them. Not only had I made sperm for the first time, I'd jacked off three times, a record for me. I'd sucked cock, gotten sucked, swallowed a bunch of cum and had my face splattered with even more. At first that seemed a little...gross but looking back on it I thought it was kinda hot and thought that I might like to try it again. The twins were now aware that I was beating off and making sperm and while they didn't say anything to me they seemed kinder to me that day, like maybe I'd just joined a club or something. While the day had advanced my knowledge of things sexual it also opened the door to more questions. As I lie there, finally starting to drift off to sleep, I wondered when I'd get the chance to either ask the questions or somehow run into the answers to them. If I had known just how soon that was going to happen I probably would have lain awake the next few nights in anticipation.