Date: Wed, 26 Jul 2023 14:47:27 +0000
From: planetcaladan@pm.me
Subject: Finding A True Friend - Part 1  [Gay - Young Friends Section]

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This is the story of a boy entering puberty and his sexual awakening.  How
he becomes aware of his attraction to other boys his age and the mutual
pleasures they can give each other.

*****

Hello... my name is Alan, but most people just call me Al.  I am 13 years
old and in the early stages of puberty.  I come from an only child
household and my mom has been divorced for 5 years now.  My dad deserted us
and ran off with a woman he had met at work in the spring of 1962.  My mom
divorced him when she found out and received a very hefty settlement plus
ample montly child support payments.

Mom is a kind mother, sad sometimes, but she works a good job as a surgical
nurse at the local hospital.  She is paid well, for these days and times.

Me?  I am between grades from the 7th to the 8th grade.  The junior high I
attend is rather large with a student population of about 1,100 for all
three grades.  I am a decent student and I love to swim, it's my favorite
sport.  I am not much with other sports because my body is slender,
somewhat tall and just starting to get a little bit of muscles.

In late May, mom suggested I might like to try out for the town's swimming
team.

"Al, you know how much you like to swim, you're a natural.  Plus you might
make some more friends since you mostly just come home, study, watch TV and
then go to bed."

"Yeah... I guess you're right.  Most of the guys at school are big dumb
jocks and don't have the time of day for guys like me."

"Oh now... stop that!" Mom said.  "You are a handsome young man." She
always said that.  "Some of the boys from the other junior high school are
members of the swim team, ya know."

Her and the other nurses at the hospital talked a lot about their kids,
what they did and such.  So I guessed she knew what she was talking about.

"How about tomorrow afternoon you and I go down to the community pool and
get you signed up?  I have to be there to sign the permission form anyway."

"Oh okay.  Will I wear the same swim suit I have now?"

"Al, competive swimmers wear a special suit.  It's lightweight and cut
slender to lessen the drag of the cloth in the water.  Also I guess I'll
have to buy you a special jock strap too.  Swimmers jock straps have a
thinner waist band than like the one you wear for PE at school." She
explained.  "We'll go shopping after you're signed up."

"Great!  Mom, you are the best!"  I hugged her and went up to my bedroom.
It was getting late and I wanted to especially listen to the late night
rock station on my radio before crashing.

Latching my bedroom door, I turned off the lights except for a small lamp
on my night stand.  It cast a soft amber glow in my room.  I took off my
clothes and looked at myself in the closet mirror on the door.  I am about
5'6" tall and slender, flat tummy and a whisp of pubic hairs starting to
grow above my cock... maybe 20 at the most, heehee!.

My right hand went down to my cock, which is starting to get bigger these
past few months.  It's about 2-1/2" soft and about 4-1/2" when it's stiff.
I scratched my balls, which are growing bigger too. Lately they had been
itching a lot from the little peach fuzz type hair starting to appear.  My
cock started to swell and soon it was jutting out and up, a stiff 4-1/2"
with an acorn-shaped head on it.  My thumb and forefinger began to slowly
stroke the shaft.  The shaft is slightly curved up at the end, kinda like a
banana, with the head a little larger than the shaft.  The head is a darker
reddish-pink color too.  I let go of my cock and it stood proudly at
attention, slightly throbbing in rhythm with my heartbeat.  I made, what I
thought, were sexy poses for the mirror.  Standing this way and that way,
flexing my chest and arms the way those body builders do in the back pages
of my comic books in the ads for 'how to' have a stronger self-image.

I had recently discovered that by using my thumb and forefinger I could
make my cock feel really good.  I heard about jacking off from overhearing
a converstation between two boys in the school cafeteria.  They were
whispering but I could still hear them.  One of them, said that he could
also cum, which is where the cock gets feeling so good that a rushing wave
of warmth and feeling good would happen all of a sudden.  He even said that
he had squirted.  That made me curious, so that night in bed I began to
stroke my cock making it hard.  It felt really good and it took a long
time, a sensation of having to pee was strong, but finally my body
stiffened and I felt really hot and good at the same time.  My cock was
throbbing and I felt it spit out something.  I turned on my bed lamp and
saw a clear fluid dripping down the head. It was slick and I rubbed my cock
head with it, making me shudder some more.

So tonight I thought I would jack off standing, facing the mirror, so I
could gaze at my smooth body.  After a few minutes of stroking my cock, I
stiffened and a bit of cum began to squirt out of my cock.  Some spattered
on the mirror.

I felt really good after that session, still hard and throbbing.  I lay
down on the bedspread and jacked off again after a few minutes of rest.  I
then slipped into sleep easily and slept really good for firtst time in a
few weeks.

The next day, mom and I went to the community pool to get me signed up for
the swim team.  I was introduced to the coach, whose name is Mr. Williams.
He told me just to call him Coach Hank, for his first name.  He also said I
had just the right build for a swimmer and should be successful.  My mom
got the info from him about where to buy the special swim suit and jock
strap.  Also told me that the team will start to meet the following Monday,
start time was 8 o'clock in the morning.  Mom and I went to get the suit
and jock strap, she wanted me to model the suit for her.  It was a snug fit
and my cock and balls showed through the thin fabric even with the strap
on.

She smiled at me, "Al, you are growing up to be fine looking young man!  I
wouldn't be surprised if more girls start noticing you."  Her eyes looked
at me from head to toe with a twinkle in them.

"Oh mom!  Stop it, you're embarrassing me." as I glanced at the sales lady,
who was looking intently at my crotch.

When we got home, I went up to practice playing my acoustic guitar and put
my new stuff away for Monday.

I heard the phone ring and some time later mom knocked on my door.

"Al, I just talked to my sister in Missouri.  She's invited us to come out
for a visit later this summer for a week. Would you like to see her again?"

"That's cool. We saw her two years ago right?"

"Yeah, that's when she came here for a few days."

"Mom, Coach Hank said that there would be a two week down time for the team
at the end of July.  Can we go then?"

"That's what I thought, that would be the best time.  I arrange time off
from the hospital for one week then."

*****

Monday morning arrived and I hopped on my 10-speed bike to ride over for
the first swim team meeting.  There were about 22 kids there; 12 boys for
the boys team and 10 girls for the girls team.

We all sat on the grass by the pool's entrance and the coach handed out
mimeographed copies to everyone explaining the team's concept, age
breakdown and upcoming competition schedule. Near me I noticed a boy about
my own age and build.  I had never seen him before so I figured he went to
the other junior high across town.  He smiled shyly at me and I nodded at
him.  He had very light blonde hair and green eyes, his teeth were pearly
white and his lips were full. He and I were exchanging glances at each
other when the coach hollered it was time for everyone to go to the lockers
and change into their swim gear.  The blondy boy approached me and
introduced himself as Jim, reaching out to shake my hand, I told him mine
and together we went into the mens locker room.

I picked out a locker away from the main area of traffic, I was sorta shy
and Jim followed my lead.  We both began to strip off our clothes and I
glanced over at him. He was about an inch taller than me with slightly
wider shoulders.  His cock was fatter but about the same length, it's shaft
and head tapered to a point instead of blunt like mine.  His balls were a
little smaller.  He caught me looking and he winked at me making me blush,
he also checked me out at the same time, his eyes lingering on the slight
curvature of my cock's shaft angling toward my left thigh.  I noticed he
preferred to put his cock in an up fashion in his jock strap while I
preferred it to be pointed down.  I liked the snug feel of it.

We split into groups of swimmers who like their preferred styles, such as:
freestyle, breast stroke, butterfly and back stroke.  I preferred the
freestyle and breast stroke while Jim liked the butterfly and freestyle.
We all did 100 meter and 200 meter warm-ups.  The coach was watching our
style of motion and breathing reps.  After two hours, he told us to be
ready for the Wednesday morning practice, since Tuesday he would be
evaluating everyone and giving our initial assignments.  I was tired, but
felt good, my muscles were tightened up a little so I did a leisurely swim
to cool down and let tightness out.  Jim did the same but he went to the
locker room about 5 minutes before I did.

When I walked into the showers, Jim was standing there with his back to me,
soaping himself down.  I couldn't help but notice how the suds rolled down
his back and into the crack of his muscular butt.  He turned around,
slighlty flushed in the face and I could see his cock was partially erect
and weaving around with his movements.  I looked away and proceeded to wash
off the chlorinated pool water and shampoo my hair.  I never soaped off
because it dried out my skin too much.  I turned to face Jim again and
could see he was looking at my crotch, my cock slightly swollen, which it
always does when I take a shower or a bath. He winked at me again and
brushed my shoulder as he left to go dry off and get into his street
clothes.  I followed shortly and he was nearly dressed except for his
sneakers.  I dried off with my back to him and then got dressed.  We walked
out together, me to my bike and him to car that was sitting with the engine
running.

"Hey Jim!" I called after him. "Nice meeting you today. wanna get together
sometime and hang out?

"Sounds good Al.  I'll talk to you at the next practice on Wednesday." He
replied and smiled at me with a grin from ear to ear.

I unlocked my bike and pedaled away while he went the opposite direction in
the car that picked him up. The muffler roaring loudly as it cruised past
me.

When I got home, going to my room to change my clothes, I again looked at
myself naked in the full length mirror.  My body looked good to me.  I
watched as my cock slowly grew hard and rose up to its full hardness.  My
cock was slightly bobbing in pace with my heartbeat.  I would flex my cock,
which made it stand up even more.  I continued this while thinking about
Jim, who had a nice naked body too.  My cock head was now fully engorged
and the slit in the tip revealed a small droplet of clear fluid. I touched
it with my finger, realizing it was slippery.  Using my finger I smeared
the fluid all over the head making it shiny and slick.  I decided to taste
the fluid; it was slightly sweet and slightly salty with an odor similar to
what my balls smelled like when they were sweaty.

My hand began to slowly stroke the hard shaft, pulling the skin tautly,
which made it feel really good.  I continued to jack off in front of the
mirror, my cock feeling very good and warm sensations flowing from it.  My
legs were slightly trembling as my cock feeling wonderful, more of the
clear ooze slid down from the tip.  Speeding up the pace I tensed as I
began to cum, the best cum I had felt yet. My ball sack pulled up tight
against the shaft, my cock spurted cum as my cock spasmed, hitting the
mirror.  It was now a mixture of clear and milky fluid, and it ran down the
smooth glass surface. Oh my, it felt wonderful as my body shuddered and
glowed with my orgasm.  Jutting my hips forward as I tightened the skin on
my hard cock, the last of the cum shot out intensely.  Closing my eyes I
stood there shuddering as I thought of Jim watching me playing with myself.
I was totally engrossed in the fantastic feeling flowing through me.

I went and lay on my bed, getting my breath back as my cock slowly went
soft while some cum dribbled out.  I felt so warm and nice, the internal
glow filling me.  Several minutes later, as I thought of Jim's body, my
cock began to slowly harden and rise up off of my belly.  Soon it was
sticking up hard and stiff again, I began to jack off again, only this time
it seemed more pleasureable and intense.  My cock had turned a deep
crimson, especially the head which was the most engorged I had ever seen
it.  I came again with more intensity than before, the cum squirting out
hitting me on the chin and chest.  It felt sooooo gooood!  Being curious, I
took my finger and wiped up some cum and tasted it.  It had a sharp taste,
yes a little sweet too.  It felt strange on my tongue and lips as I slid
the fluid around my mouth, I wiped up more off my chest and chin, licking
my finger. The taste grew on me, tasting what came out of my body, my cock
and balls.  It had a strong smell to it, which filled my bedroom.  I
inhaled the smell and it made me excited.  I had decided that I will jack
off at least two times a day... maybe more.

I fell asleep and woke up about an hour later, my chest still sticky with
dried cum.  The smell was intense as I rose up and went to the bathroom to
shower.  I languished in the warm water as I washed myself.  I dried off
and went to put on my cutoff jeans, shirt and leather sandals.  I made a
mental note to be sure to spend more time with Jim, and get to know him
better.

When mom got home, she fixed her famous meat loaf, mashed potatoes, corn
and rolls.  She smiled at me and said there is a bag on the table in the
living room for me. I went to get it and opened it up.  It was a record
album by a group called THE DOORS.

"Oh wow mom!  Thank you so much!  How did you know I would like this.  I
have heard their music on the radio."

"Some of the younger nurses I work with were talking about it.  I guess
it's a new band from Los Angeles and they said they really liked the song
LIGHT MY FIRE."  She replied.

"Oh yeah, they're a new group. This is their first album" I said as I
peeled the cellophane off of the album and pulled the record's sleeve out
of the cover.

"Mom... is it okay if I go upstairs and put it on my record player?"

"Go ahead Al, enjoy it."  she said as she smiled.

I ran upstairs and carefully placed the record on my record player, one of
those which the turntable folded down to use it.  The stereo speakers were
built-in on each side of the unit.

I listened to both sides of the album, listening to Jim Morrison's haunting
voice.  Naturally my favorite tune was LIGHT MY FIRE and the other was
BREAK ON THROUGH.

*****

Wednesday came and swim practice about the same as Monday's with a few more
extra laps on our specialty swims.  Jim was there and he was in an ornery
mood, joking and cutting up.  He looked quite the picture of virility in
his swimsuit, his bulge prominent and framed by the snugly fitting fabric
of his jock and suit.  I kept looking at it and he caught me spying a few
times.  He smiled back, gave me the thumbs up once!

After we went to the lockers and showers, Jim was taking longer than
normal.  The water flowing down his tall slender body and some cascading
over his cock and balls. Water streaming off the head of his cock, like he
was peeing.  I joined him and took my time also.  I turned to face him and
he smiled at me while he rubbed his hand over his balls making them flop up
and down, his cock slightly engorged.  I was entranced by what I saw and my
cock began to grow also.  He looked me in the eyes and winked at me while
his tongue licked his lips.  I felt strange and I blushed, my cock seemed
to be responding to his forwardness, it started to lift up slowly.

"Hey Al, would you want to come over to my house this afternoon?"  Jim
asked as he moved closer to me.

"Umm... uh.. yeah!"  I said excitedly.

He moved a little closer and his left hand reached over and gently grasped
my cock, giving it a soft squeeze.  I nearly fainted at the feel of another
boy's fondling of my cock.

"Hey, you have nice one.  You can touch mine if you want to..."  He
whispered.

I slowly put my hand out and felt his slightly swollen cock, the shaft was
thicker than mine and warm.  I squeezed it causing him to moan."

"That feels nice Al." Then he stepped back, his cock slipping out of my
hand.

Just about then the coach hollered from the locker room door.  "Hey guys,
let's all get dressed and outta here!  I have to be across town in 10
minutes!"

We were startled and stepped back away from each other, the coach had not
seen what was going on.  After getting dressed, we stepped out into the
parking lot, me to get my bike and Jim to wait for his ride.  He gave me
his phone number and address where he lived on a piece of paper from his
pants pocket.  Apparently he'd written it down when he was at home.

"Jim, who is that who picks you up?"  I asked as I put the note in my jean
shorts.

"Oh... that's my older brother Steve.  He is home for the summer from
college."

"Cool" I said.  "What time this afternoon do you want me to come by?"

"How about 2 o'clock or so?  My parents are both working late today and
Steve will be at his job until late."

"Sound great! See you then!" I said smiling at him.  He was scratching his
ball sack and smiling back at me.

On the way home, my cock kept getting hard making it somewhat difficult to
pedal my bike.  I guess it was in anticipation of what might happen this
afternoon.  I had never fooled around with anyone sexually, but I found I
was curious and attracted to Jim.

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Continued in Part 2!