I'm Jared, a fourteen-year-old middle school kid. Middle school can be a tough time. We're caught in the middle in a lot of ways. Between elementary school and high school, between being a kid and a young adult, between wanting to hang out with the guys and being curious about girls. Most of all, being horny all the time with lots of conflicting direction what to do about it.

In health class we are learning about sex education. They tell you just enough to get you interested but nothing really useful. It's mainly a bunch of biology stuff. One of the athletic coaches teaches it and he has a really tough time handling questions. He got all red faced when someone asked him about eating pussy. It was funny to watch him, but I really wanted to hear about it. One of the guys asked about masturbation and he said he tells the guys on his teams not to masturbate the day of the game because it saps your energy.

That just didn't sound right to me, because jacking-off always seemed to energize me, though it did help me get to sleep at night. To me, there really was no time that was a bad time to jack-off – except maybe in church.

Tony was an Italian buddy of mine from my church. He went to a Catholic school, so I wasn't in class with him. He said they told them that masturbation was "self abuse" – I guess they handed him a line of crap too. We both agreed that jacking-off was a pretty good way to pass the time, and we would often go out into the woods behind my house and jack-off. We would usually sit next to each other on a log when we jacked-off, but I tried not to watch him, since jacking-off is a pretty private thing. We would talk about some of the neighborhood girls which would eventually propel us over the edge to climax.

One day while we were jacking Tony asked, "Would you like some help?"

"What kind of help do you think I need?" I replied, "My arm isn't broken."

"It just feels really different when someone else does it," he said.

I could see that – someone else wouldn't feel what you feel, but to me it seemed that someone else would never jack you as well as you would yourself, so I declined his offer. He asked if I wanted to help him and I declined that as well.

Tony and I would read all the porn we could find – at least we learned more from that than in school! In one story I read a guy was making out with a girl and he asked her for a handjob, which I knew was jacking him off. That got me wondering – if he wanted her to do something that he could do better himself, why bother? The more I thought about it, the more I wondered if it was better with help.

The next time Tony and I jacked off I asked him if he was still was willing to help. He reached over and I couldn't believe how great it felt! I just let him take me all the way and it was the best climax I'd ever had! I thanked Tony and he asked if I would return the favor and I was glad to do so. I took his cock in my hand and began to stroke him. I had never touched another guy's cock before, but it was a lot like mine. It was kind of neat to feel him harden from my attention. It felt kind of awkward, but I really wanted to do a good job for Tony after the way his help felt. After a few minutes he came and I sprayed his load on the ground.

After that we usually jacked each other off, and I got much better at it. Tony had been very proficient right from the start – I was a little clumsy at first, but quickly got the hang of it.

One day on our way to jack-off Tony asked if I had ever had a blowjob. I'd read about it in porn, and it sure sounded great, but I had yet to have one. I told him I hadn't but sure would like one. He surprised me by offering to blow me. He sucked my cock and it was even more incredible than jacking me off! I wondered what other secrets Tony might have.

Of course I couldn't help thinking that Tony would want me to return the favor, and I wasn't sure I could do that. By now I knew that guys giving blowjobs was a gay thing, and I wasn't gay. Still, I felt like I owed him. I wanted him to continue to blow me, because it was the very best way I'd ever cum, but I knew I'd have trouble with reciprocation.

The next time Tony blew me but didn't say anything about me sucking him, and I was relieved. I didn't know how long this would last. The next time I saw him he brought it up, saying, "I know you like me blowing you, and I'm glad to do it, but do you think you could suck me also?"

Now I was stuck – with no way to change the subject I replied, "Tony, I love it when you suck me and I've been thinking about sucking you – seriously, but there's a problem."

"What problem?" Tony asked.

"I'm not gay," I said, trying to say it in a way that wouldn't be insulting.

"I'm not gay either!" insisted Tony.

"But you sucked my cock!" I said, which seemed like really compelling proof.

"That doesn't make me gay," replied Tony, "Gay guys like guys instead of girls – I like girls and just wanted to help you out."

Put that way it sounded very reasonable and I realized that I must be acting like a jerk, so I quickly replied, "Then it's okay if I suck you."

"Only you can say," he said, "It's entirely up to you."

"Then I'll do it," I said. When we got to our usual spot I dropped to my knees and took Tony's cock into my mouth. It actually felt kind of good – like mouths and cocks belonged together.

I held Tony in my mouth for a bit and he said, "Go ahead and get started."

I pulled off and said "I am starting – this is my first time and I don't know what to do."

"Just do what comes naturally," replied Tony.

I continued sucking him, but I had no idea of what would come naturally. I sucked and moved my tongue around, and I felt him harden in my mouth, but after about ten minutes I began to tire, and Tony grew impatient with me. He pulled out and finished by stoking himself off.

I knew I had let by best friend down and felt terrible about it.

"You got me really close," he said, "but you just couldn't seem to get me over the edge."

I'd read that guys gave the very best blowjobs, but they must not have been talking about me. I realized that I was probably sucking like a girl, because most of them didn't suck well. No amount of apologizing would ever make this right – I knew I had to learn how to suck well, and do it for Tony.

"You sucked really well," I said, "Where did you learn?"

"At home," Tony quickly replied, but then went silent, as if something was very wrong.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I shouldn't have said that," he said, "It was wrong of me – could you just forget I said it?"

"I can't force myself to forget," I said, "But we won't discuss it anymore."

Over the next few weeks it became clear that Tony knew a lot more about sex than I did, which I attributed to reading more porn stories than I had. I began to ask him what sort of things he had tried, and when he said he had sucked a woman's nipples, eaten pussy, and rimmed a girl's ass I thought he was either lying to me or had a really special arrangement with some girl.

"Where did you learn all this?" I asked.

Tony suddenly went quiet, and I asked, "At home?"

Tony suddenly blushed red, but as I looked at him, he nodded.

"Please don't tell anyone," he pleaded, "I should never have said anything."

I know that family is a big deal to most Italians, but it sounds like your family is especially close-knit.

"Jared, you are my best friend and I always felt I could trust you completely," Tony said, "It I tell you, I need to know it won't go any further – or my family could be busted up and end up in jail."

"You mean your family is a MAFIA family?" I asked.

"Not THAT, you moron!" he said, "Not all Italians are!"

"I know that," I said apologetically, "but when you said they could end up in jail . . ."

"I was born here, but my parents and grandparents moved here from Europe, where things are different, at least in the town where we lived."

"Sex isn't considered bad like it seems to be here," he continued, "And we learn about it from family members. When the time is right a relative teaches a kid."

"Kind of a home-school version of sex education," I said. We both busted out laughing at that, imagining what the lesson plans might look like – lots of lab work, we agreed.

"Your family sounds really neat," I said, "Not like mine – they are a bunch of prudes – I wish I could learn from your family."

"Because of the child sex laws here my family is very secretive,' Tony said, "And I doubt if they would consider it for a moment."

"Well, maybe you can teach me to give you a better blowjob," I said.

"I wish I knew what to tell you," Tony said, "My brother taught me."

"Do you think I could get some private lessons from him?" I asked.

"I doubt it," Tony said, "But let me think about how to approach him – I can't let him know that you know all this."

"Maybe I can learn some other way," I said.

"Maybe," Tony agreed, "But my brother could really teach you well!"

For the next couple of weeks Tony blew me and I practiced blowing him, but with limited success.

Then one day Tony really floored me with, "My family is willing to teach you." He explained that he finally got the courage to talk to his father and explained that I was his best friend, and he trusted me completely, but needed to learn about sex. His father discussed it with the rest of the family and they agreed, and hoped they wouldn't regret it.

"I will guard your family secret with my life!" I promised, "So they'll teach me to give a great blowjob?"

"Not just that," corrected Tony, "but all you need to know about sex."

"Both girls and boys?" I asked.

"You know my family," he said, "We have plenty of both."

I was to come to Tony's house at 1pm on Sunday for their weekly Sunday Dinner. I knew that food and eating were a big deal to Italians, and soon I was to learn all about sex from them as well.

I arrived at Tony's a little before one on Sunday and he met me at the door. He took me to his room, and whispered, "I forgot to tell you Jared, you have to meet them naked."

"Why?" I asked.

"It's their way of knowing that you're sincere," he said, "I don't know how to explain it better, so please trust me on this, okay?"

I agreed, a bit perplexed, but undressed, leaving my clothes on a pile in Tony's room. Perhaps all of his family were naked as well, so it would be only right for me to be. Tony led me to the living room where the entire family were seated – completely clothed!

I felt embarrassed and vulnerable as Tony led me to each family member and introduced me. When we got to Granny, she reached out and took my cock and balls in her hand and fondled them. My nervousness subsided and I began to stiffen. "I see you are a growing boy," she said, "Time for you to learn a thing or two!"

After that the women also touched me, though none of the men did. Tony's mother had passed away, but Aunt Lena often filled in for the absent mother. "You better get your clothes on for dinner," said Tony's father. Tony took me back to his bedroom, where I got dressed.

"I think they like you!" declared Tony.

"I'll try not to mess things up," I said.

"Just go along with whatever they want you to do," he said, "You're going to learn a lot!"

We went down to dinner and all gathered around a huge table and enjoyed a nice dinner of veal parmesan. Even though I was a kid, they poured me a glass of red wine. The little kids got some as well, though only a taste. This sure was a lot different from my home!

Aunt Lena asked what I wanted to learn today, and I just said "Everything!" and the family laughed.

Then Granny put me on the spot and asked, "Have you had enemas?" and I said I had not.

"Oh you poor boy!" Granny said, "You need to have enemas regularly to be healthy!"

Tony's Dad explained that Granny was a nurse and she gives them all enemas and is very good at it.

After dinner Tony took me back to his room and we both undressed. He explained that we would be in the basement where they have a recreation room and no windows for anyone to see in on us. We would start in Granny's clinic, where she gave all the family members enemas several times a week.

Tony led me downstairs and into Granny's clinic. There was nobody there, but there was a large, sturdy table with a large plastic container hanging from the ceiling. It had lines and numbers on it, and there was a long rubber hose hanging from it to a complicated looking nozzle of some sort.

The table with some sort of foot rest at one end. Tony helped me get up on the table and had me lay on my back. He lifted my legs and said, "Put your feet in the stirrups." as he guided my feet into the rests, about a foot and a half above the table.

"You mean like in a horse saddle?" I asked.

Tony chuckled and replied, "The same, but this horse isn't going anywhere."

Tony told me that Granny would be in soon, and that I might find the enema a little strange at first, since our bodies aren't accustomed to things going through them backwards, but I'd get used to it, and probably come to enjoy it.

Granny walked in, totally naked, except for a white nurse’s hat. That was a nice touch. Unlike most older women, she had a very nice body, slender but nicely curved. Her breasts drooped a bit, but looked much nicer than some of the granny-boob pictures I'd seen.

She talked with a strong Italian accent, but was still easy to understand. She smiled at me and said, "So Jared, this being your first enema, I'll explain how it works." She picked up the nozzle apparatus and said, "This is a double bardex."

There were two inflator bulbs which she pumped and two round balloon-like shapes enlarged. "I will put the nozzle inside you and inflate it, so the two balloons will hold it in place so it doesn't slip out. It will also keep you from leaking. Then I will start the flow. You will fill with warm water with a mild Casteel soap. You will take all that you can hold and just keep it in awhile, then expel. When you expel you will be cleansing your bowel of toxins. Depending on how clogged you are, we may have to repeat the procedure to clean you out."

"It may feel strange at first, but I won't hurt you," she continued, "Some of the boys get really aroused during their enema."

Just then Anna, Tony's older sister came in, also naked. She wasn't exactly fat – there was no belly bulge, but she had nicely rounded hips and big breasts with huge nipples.

Granny touched my soft cock, which had shrunken to an embarrassing small size. "Anna dear," she said, "Help Jarod feel more comfortable."

Anna took hold of my cock and fondled me as Granny inserted the nozzel, then inflated it. Anna stroked me as Granny clicked on the valve and began filling me. Anna bent down and began to suck my cock and I was in heaven.

"Not so fast," Granny admonished Anna, "he has to last – don't make him cum!"

Anna pulled off my cock and took it in her hand again. Anna had me really feeling good – she could have easily made me cum if she had kept sucking me.

"You might as well learn a few things while you're here," said Granny, "Anna will teach you to rim."

"Anna, now don't smother him with your fat ass!" Granny cautioned her.

Anna climbed up on the table and knelt over my head, facing my feet. I realized that she was going to sit on my face, and could easily imagine difficulty breathing. She slowly lowered herself, reaching back and spreading her cheeks, and then positioning her hole directly on my mouth.

"Can you breathe okay?" she asked. I said yes just before she covered my mouth with her hole. She was carefully positioned so that she wasn't covering my nostrils, and the warmth of her ass cheeks against my cheeks was really nice – kind of giving a new meaning to "cheek to cheek".

"Now if you haven't done this before it may seem gross to you," Anna said, "But I'm really clean so it should be okay. Just press your tongue into me and go in and out, trying to go as deep as you can."

I followed her instructions and was pleasantly surprised to find that the only smell was the scent of soap and perfume – she did indeed have a very clean ass! I rimmed her for a few minutes while she moaned. She told me that she was fingering herself, which was how girl masturbated. Unlike men however, they could cum over and over again, often starting out small, and getting more intense with each climax.

I would never have thought that kissing a girl's ass would be arousing, but it sure seemed get Anna charged up. After a few minutes she reported that she had cum three times, and was ready to give me my next lesson. She lifted off me and turned around, now facing me as she lowered her pussy to my face. She was dripping wet, with a somewhat strange but nice taste.

"Don't forget to give him an anatomy lesson," said Granny, "Remember, he doesn't have one of those."

Anna told me to extend my tongue and to touch her as she moved around. Starting at the bottom of her pussy I traced the outline with my tongue, while swallowing the juices dripping into my mouth. She explained that the outer lips were called labia, but the most important part was the clitoris, or clitty, located at the top. I felt it with my tongue and she shuddered as I did. She explained that it was like a small penis head and was the source of many orgasms. I licked her clitty and she put her fingers in my hair, holding tight and pulling my mouth to her. I licked her to two more orgasms, and a lot more juice!

Granny told Anna to get off because it was time for me to expel. Anna got off and Granny said, "You've only taken a little over a quart, and held it for twenty minutes – pretty good for your first time, but you seemed to be busy with other things. When you expel it will clean you out and then you can come back for a second round. Don't forget to wash your face!

My face must have been quite a mess with Anna's juice all over me. Granny deflated the bardex and removed the nozzle, telling me to tighten up as she slipped it out.

She helped me up and to the bathroom, telling me to take whatever time was needed, and then come back. Expelling an enema is a lot more involved than taking a shit – it just keeps coming and coming, and I would think I was done and begin to get up, only to find there was more. I don't know how long it took, but I finally finished and cleaned up. I returned, and Granny helped me get back on the table and put my feet in the stirrups.

She had refilled the water container, and started the flow as soon as the nozzle was back in place and inflated. Uncle Piotr and Aunt Lena entered, naked like the rest. They both were in very good shape, and Uncle Piotr climbed up on the table and rested his cock head on my lips. "I'm going to take you through some basics for now," he said, "But you'll get a lot more practice."

I opened my mouth and he slipped his cock in and told me to explore it's shape with my tongue. He explained that while the shaft gets stimuated while stroking, the head is where most of the arousal happens, and that the ridge of the head was particularly sensitive. He had me move to the bottom of the head and told me that the part right under the head was the most sensitive part, and where I should focus in order to achieve climax. No wonder I never made Tony cum – I was missing the most important part!

Uncle Piotr pulled out his cock and set his balls on my mouth, saying, "Open wide."

I opened and one of his balls fell in. He pulled my mouth to one side and pushed the other ball in. They really filled my mouth but when he told me to run my tongue along the bottom I found I was able to do so.

"This is called tea-bagging," he said, "And some guys really like it. Some will stroke while you lick their balls and then pull their balls out and shoot in your mouth."

He pulled his balls out and put his cock back in. I licked eagerly, focusing on the sensitive part under the head.

"Hold up," he said, "I need to make love to Aunt Lena, but she'll give you my load afterward."

Uncle Piotr got off the table and went into the other room with Aunt Lena.

Granny said, "You've taken two quarts so far – I'm going to see if you can take more."

I was feeling really full but felt the water continuing to come in. After a while Granny shut the clip and told me to just hold it for awhile.

"You do better when you are busy with something else," she said, "How about sucking my nipples?"

I readily agreed, and she stood next to the table while I sucked her nipples. She must have liked it because she began to moan.

"You think you could find my clitty?" she asked.

Based on what I had learned from Anna, I'd have to adjust for a different position and use of my fingers, but I soon had a finger in Granny's pussy, which was already wet. I slipped in a second finger and wiggled them both inside her. Then I traced my fingers upward and found her clitty, which I massaged with my wet fingers. She moaned loader and let out a couple of screams as she came, and thanked me.

"Lena," Granny called out, "You and Piotr done yet? Jared is ready."

Aunt Lena came in and I could see white tape on her shaved pussy and wondered what that was all about. She climbed on top of me and pressed her pussy to my mouth, but it was taped shut.

"I have something for you," she said, "Let me take off the tape that's holding my lips together. Now open your mouth wide."

She removed the tape and spread her lips apart, allowing a mixture of her juices and Uncle Piotr's cum to pour into my mouth. I swallowed, as I presume was expected and then licked first her pussy lips, and then her clitty. She came, giving me a little more juice, before climbing down.

"How did you like the cream pie?" asked Granny.

"Everything has been great," I said, "Even the enema."

"I'm glad you liked it," she said, "Sometimes it take a while to warm up to it. I'm taking the nozzle out now, so tighten up."

She then helped me up and to the bathroom. "There is a lot more liquid this time," she said, "So it will take longer. I've put a towel out for you, so take a shower after you finish."

I expelled and showered, glad to feel clean again after the enemas. I dried off and walked out of Granny's clinic into the recreation room, where the rest of the family was waiting, still all naked.

Michael, Tony's older brother approached me and said, "Time for cocksucking lessons."

I took him into my mouth and listened intently while he first reviewed some of what Uncle Piotr had taught me, and then taught me some other techniques. He taught me that for really long cocks that won't fit into my mouth, I would have to stroke them while I sucked – kind of a combination handjob and blowjob.

He taught me some tongue techniques and to take a cock to the back of my mouth and make swallowing motions which feels really good on the head. Reminding me not to forget the sensitive part under the head, he told me to make him cum. I sucked him for a few minutes and he rewarded my efforts, saying I was pretty good for a beginner, but with practice I'd soon be a master cocksucker.

After he pulled out, Tony's three cousins stood before me, awaiting blowjobs. I sucked each of them and had no difficulty making them cum. I felt great that I now knew how to suck like a guy.

The only one I hadn't pleasured so far was Tony and his Dad, and his Dad said he had been admiring my ass. He leaned me over the pool table and put some lube in my ass, working his fingers in. Then he slipped his cock into me, very slowly and gently until the head was in. He told me to just rest there and get used to it. I felt someone sucking my cock now – it must be someone under the pool table.

After a time Tony's Dad said he was going in all the way, and pressed his cock fully into me. Then he began to pump in and out and I was amazed at how good it felt. The blowjob I was getting was really great and soon I came in that warm mouth. In a few more minutes Tony's Dad finished and pulled out. "That's a sweet ass!" he said.

I stood up and saw Tony's little sister, Maria smiling up at me from under the pool table. I had completely forgotten about her, and didn't think she would be participating, but I guess they start young in this family.

I thanked Tony’s family all for their kindness and they said they were pleased that Tony had such a good friend and that I was welcomed there any time. Tony took me back up to his room and we got dressed.

"Tony, I just can't thank you enough for such a wonderful experience." I said.

"Well, there is one way you can thank me," he said, with his cock sticking out of his pants at me.

I dropped to my knees and sucked him, and this time he came in just a few minutes.

"You've become a pretty good cocksucker," he said.

"I had a good teacher," I replied and we both laughed.

As I was about to leave Granny pulled me to her and kissed me. "Are you free Mondays after school?" she asked.

I said I was, and she replied, "Then come by right after school. Mondays will be your enema day, and we'll continue your education."

  To be continued . . .

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