Date: Sun, 4 Feb 2024 09:53:25 -0500
From: MB
Subject: "Christopher Is Special"

For background: my parents had a family friend with a son my age. I'll
call myself Ryan and I'll call him Christopher. I grew up with him since
I was born, so I saw him as a cousin. They would come over pretty much
every weekend and we'd go to his grandparents pool every now and then.
Christopher was my age and had non-verbal autism. He communicated by
smiling, laughing, yelling and making different sounds. He also made
gestures or pointed at things, took your hand and made you follow him to
show you something etc. He was very disinterested in typical
communication (eye contact, social norms etc) From a young age everyone
noticed I was able to communicate with him and understand him more than
anyone else. He always felt at ease in my presence. He was also very
handsome, a very good looking boy. He had green eyes, fair skin with
freckles and red hair, with a buzzcut. He had a gap in this front teeth
which I always thought was endearing. He wore a diaper until he was
probably 6 and I was used to seeing him get changed. I am very fair with
blonde hair, blue eyes and ginger colouring. Fast forward to when I was
11, I became really horny due to puberty. I had just discovered
masturbating and had ejaculated for the first time very recently at this
point. Christopher came over with his dad and brother one weekend and
naturally Christopher would follow me to my room and start taking out my
cds and rearranging them in different ways, zoning out and doing his
thing that only he understands. I knew we were going to be alone for a
long time so I got a sudden idea in my head to unbutton my jeans, pull
them down enough so my penis was exposed and I sat on the bed and waited
to see if he would notice. I got very hard and I was nervous to see what
would happen. After a while he got bored of what he was doing and stood
up. He doesn't really direct attention to other people but he does focus
on inanimate objects. I think he saw my penis as such and he came over
and started laughing and reached over and started poking it and grabbing
it. He was making his happy noises and was smiling. This was the part I
think about to this day because I feel like he had a natural human
instinct to grab his own crotch and I could tell he was feeling aroused.
I did not expect that at all. He just kept playing around with me and
tugging on my scrotum or lightly slapping my penis. I was frozen in place
because I was really excited that he was actually interacting with me and
the other half of me was terrified someone would walk in and catch me. I
also felt guilty because I was taking advantage of the fact that he
wouldnt be able to tell on me and didn't understand what I was doing to
him. After a while I got a bit spooked so I pulled my pants up and we
went on like nothing happened. I remember that very vividly and think
about it all the time. There were several times we did similar things
after that , I'd expose myself and wait for him to come over and touch
me. Eventually I felt comfortable to go further one of the times he
visited. It was difficult for him to stay still and would make loud,
irritated noises if you were in his space ; so when I was unbuttoning his
jeans I kept saying " shhhhhh"", which he understood. I got his button
undone and unzipped him. He was wearing purple looney tunes underwear
with a yellow waistband and "Taz" on the front. I didn't pull his pants
off all the way, just enough so I could easily pull them back up. I
remember grabbing the waistband with both hands and pulling them down
just below his scrotum. I was fascinated by how it looked. It was so
different from mine. I had a tight foreskin and a firm scrotum. I had
pink colouring on my sac and the tip of my penis. My foreskin was tight
and didn't have an overhang. I had a few blonde hairs starting to sprout
from the sides of my scrotum. Christopher's foreskin was very loose and
his penis hung down and his foreskin was really long and was clinging to
the underside of his balls from being pressed up in his underwear. His
scrotum was loose and wrinkly. After a few moments his foreskin separated
from his balls and it dangled down. He had a few light red hairs
sprouting from his scrotum as well. Every time he moved it wiggled around
and I thought it looked really funny. I remember thinking it looked like
an elephant. You could see the outline of his testicles right up against
him but his sac hung down a lot lower. It looked so odd to me but I was
also really excited by it. I pulled my jeans down and let him touch me
and play around with me. I was so hard, my penis was twitching and
pulsing every time he touched it. I lifted up his t shirt and admired his
big sticky-outie belly button (as I called it). I was so fascinated by
how big it was. I just gently touched it and enjoyed looking at it. Then
I reached down and lightly tickled his scrotum and watched to see his
reaction if he liked it or not. He was smiling and making his 'happy
noises'. I felt him up really slowly and I could see his penis start to
rise up . I loved watching it slowly get longer and it twitched as it
stood up. I was loving every moment of it. He had a long penis for
someone our age, but was still thin like mine. I was really intrigued how
when he was fully erect, his foreskin dangled with a lot of overhang. I
reached over and took the head of his penis between my fingers and
started to pull back the foreskin. I had never seen the head of his penis
before. I had to pull so much skin back before the tip started popping
out . It was so red and engorged. When it started coming out, it expanded
and popped out. The foreskin snapped back and formed a bright red band
behind the head of his penis. It was really shiny and wet. He had a very
distinct penis smell. I put my finger up against his peehole and rubbed
it, which caused him to leak a lot of precum. His dick was twitching and
he instinctively thrusted his hips toward me . I pulled his foreskin
forward over his tip and gripped his shaft in my fist and firmly jerked
him and and fondled his balls with my other hand. I could feel
Christopher's body trembling. I tugged his penis faster and with each
tug his long foreskin was flopping around and I could see precum flooding
out of it . He let out a loud "eeeeeeeeeee, eeeeeeeee" and I felt his
erection pulse and twitch in my fist . He ejaculated really forcefully
all over my t-shirt and made a squirt noise as it passed through the
opening of his foreskin. I know he didn't understand what was happening
to his body, and the way he behaved was very animalistic. I believe this
was probably the first time he experienced an orgasm. His semen was
really hot and liquidy. I slowed down my stroking motion and let go of
his penis. It was still twitching and pulsing as he calmed down and let
out sighs of relief. I took my t-shirt off and wiped the tip his penis
and put it back in his underwear and pulled his pants back up. I sat on
the bed and jerked myself off into the t-shirt before Christopher went
back to doing his thing. It became a regular routine for Christopher and
I to play with each other. I am a fully grown adult now and I think about
him often. It was the most special, natural, sensual, intimate, and
arousing sexual experience I have ever had. To this day I have a deep
appreciation for people with autism, because they are experiencing life
in a genuine and authentic way. Christopher showed me what pure sexual
expression is.