Date: Thu, 24 May 2018 00:05:43 -0500
From: Brandon M <wisconsinbrandon@gmail.com>
Subject: It Started in Sixth Grade, Part 7

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From the end of Chapter 6: Eleven-year old Brian has been invited to
fourteen-year old Jeremy's home, an apartment across the courtyard from
Brian's.

"Since I answered a question for you, Brian, you can answer one for me."

I picked up my Coke. "Sure."

"Did you like what you saw in the binoculars last night?"

I nearly choked on my soda.


Chapter 6: Questions Answered I didn't know how to answer the
question. Heck, yeah, I liked what I saw through my binoculars, but I knew
saying that would be wrong. Being gay wasn't acceptable, after all. But if
I said no, it would sound like I didn't like Jeremy, and I didn't want that
either. After several seconds, I finally said, "What binoculars?"

"Come with me," Jeremy said. He led me to his bedroom window. "Look," he
said. "They're still on your windowsill. That's kinda stupid, you know. If
your mom sees them, she's gonna know you were up to something bad."

"You're right. I should go put them away," I said. I didn't want an older
buddy anymore. I wanted to get out of there before he tore me to shreds.

"Brian, you haven't answered the question. Did you like what you saw
through your binoculars?"

Dang it. I knew I had to answer him somehow. He was standing between me and
the door, so I couldn't just run out. "I...I guess," I said. "I was just
goofing off."

Jeremy nodded. "Uh-huh. Like you were doing with Scott and Mark the other
day when I walked in on you. Did you guys like sucking each other's dicks?"

"I don't know what they thought of it," I said.

"Did you like it?" Jeremy never moved from the doorway. "Brian, did you?"

I stood there shaking. I didn't know what the safe answer was. Jeremy had
me blocked in, but he didn't look mad or like he would pound the crap out
of me. "It was different," I said.

Jeremy laughed. "Good answer. Doesn't answer anything." He pointed to the
bed. "Sit down."

I sat. Jeremy was bigger than me and I wasn't going to make him mad. When I
sat, I realized I had a boner because it kinda got smooshed. Good, I
thought. Make that go away. I looked up at Jeremy and said, "What?" That
was as tough as I could get.

He was still smiling. "Do you want to see me without my shirt up close
rather than through those binoculars?" he asked.

"O...okay."

"Then take yours off. Not like I haven't seen you naked anyway. In fact, go
ahead and get naked. That'll teach you not to spy." He laughed after he
said this.

"That's okay," I said, wishing he would just take off his shirt. Through
the binoculars and two window screens, it wasn't as easy to see him as I
hoped.

"Brian," Jeremy said. "You aren't leaving this room without getting naked,
so you might just as well do it." He still sounded like the nice guy he'd
been all along, but I didn't want to push it. "Besides, judging by the
little lump in your shorts, you want to be naked."

He wasn't wrong, but I wasn't sure I wanted to be naked in front of him. He
was fourteen, after all, and I was sure his pecker was huge compared to
mine, not that I expected to see it. He said I had to be naked for him to
take off his shirt, after all. Still...

"No laughing," I said.

"Not planning on it, little buddy."

Little buddy? Maybe he meant it when he said he wouldn't laugh. I reached
down and took off my shoes and socks, then stood and took off my
shirt. Jeremy was watching me with that same little smile and I wasn't sure
if he was laughing at me in his head or not. I turned away to undo my
shorts and he said, "Uh-uh. Everything comes off facing me."

Dang. No chance at hiding the boner that way. I planned on getting my
shorts and underwear off and sitting down again before he could see it. I
took a deep breath and pushed my shorts down and off, exposing me in my
blue briefs to his view.

"Good color," Jeremy said. "Now take them off."

"Can you take your shirt off first so I know you'll do it?" I asked. Where
the heck did that bravery come from?

"Sure, but you don't get to look close until the underwear's gone."

Jeremy quickly removed his shirt and stood in front of me, arms straight at
his side. He moved so fast I didn't get to see his pit hair or anything, so
the only way I would get to is if I did as he wanted. I took another deep
breath, put my thumbs in the waistband of my Fruit of the Looms, and shoved
them down. I was now totally naked in front of a high schooler, my boner
sticking out its hard three inches, and he didn't laugh. He looked,
though. He definitely looked.

"Okay, you've earned it. You can come over and look closer. See what you
could look like in about three years."

So I did. Like me, Jeremy was blond, so I figured I could very well look
like him when I was fourteen. He didn't flinch when I reached out and
touched his chest. I asked him to put his hands on top of his head and he
did. And I got a surprise. His armpits were as bald as mine. Steven,
Scott's brother, had hair there. Not a lot, but he had some. I knew
that. Did that mean Jeremy didn't have hair down there either?

"Better view?" Jeremy asked.

"Yeah," I said, trying to keep my voice flat. "How come you don't got pit
hair?"

"Hasn't grown yet. Sit down on the bed," he instructed. I did. "You really
need somebody to tell you the facts of life, little buddy. Moms know the
technical stuff, but it takes another guy to tell you the truth. You want
me to help you?"

All my life I wanted a big brother. Maybe this was my only chance. "Sure!"
I said.

Jeremy explained to me that body hair comes in stages, and some guys take
longer to grow it down there and in their armpits later than others and
that it's really no big deal. I thought about my cousin Connor and how we
shaved his hair off a few nights ago and, when I thought back, he didn't
have pit hair either, so Jeremy must have been right about that.

"So, do you have hair...down there?" I asked.

He nodded. "Yep, but you'll have to take my word for it. I'm not going to
show it off unless..."

"Unless what?"

"Lay back," Jeremy said.

I did. I was a little scared to, not knowing why I was supposed to when it
would make it harder to see him, but I did it. He'd been nice to me so far,
so I figured he wouldn't do anything too bad.

Jeremy sat next to me and said, "Do you really want to do this?"

"Do what?"

"See my pubic hair."

I wanted to see his dick, but I simply said, "Yeah."

Jeremy grabbed my boner in his hand, a little rough but not too
rough. "Then you have to let me be in charge, of you and of this, when
we're alone. Deal?"

"What do you mean, let you be in charge?"

"Little buddy, I don't get naked unless we use our equipment. You have a
lot to learn. I want to be charge of you learning. So that's the deal." He
still had my boner in his hand. I liked it there.

"So what do I have to do?" I asked.

"Simple," Jeremy answered. "Since your mom and my dad don't get home before
six, you will come over here afternoons when I say. When you come in the
door, you will strip down to your underwear without waiting to be told. If
I want you to take your underwear off, you will, no questions asked."

"Okay," I said. I wasn't used to being naked in front of other people, but
he had my dick in his hand and it wasn't like he hadn't seen it.

"There's more. I am in charge. What I tell you to do as part of our
teaching, you do. You can ask questions, but the first time you say no,
it's over. No more teaching."

"What if I really want to keep going?"

"Then you'll obey. Don't worry, I wouldn't hurt you. If I wanted to hurt
you, I definitely could have by now." He tickled my balls and I couldn't
help but laugh. "This is about feeling good, not hurting. So, you in?"

I hesitated. "Are you going to get naked now?"

"As soon as you say yes."

"Yes," I said. No hesitation at all. I really wanted to see what a
fourteen-year old looked like naked. After all, I'd seen two eleven-year
olds, a twelve-year old, and a thirteen-year old this weekend. I had to
work up to the next level.

Jeremy flicked my dick and watched it boing. "That was just to remind you
that I'm in charge. Now, you ready to see it all?"

"Yep."

"Then sit up and watch."

Jeremy took off his shoes and socks. His feet looked like feet, so I wanted
him to get to the good parts. His shorts were next. He unsnapped them and
pulled down the zipper, then slowly moved them down his legs. He was
teasing me and I knew it. He was in black boxer briefs and he, too, had a
boner. It looked huge and suddenly I wasn't so sure I wanted to go through
with this. Still, I had to see it.

"Last chance," he said. "Once the underwear's off and the dick is out,
there's no turning back." He said it like a joke. I hoped it was.

"Take them off," I said.

Jeremy walked over to where I sat on the bed. "Lay back," he said softly. I
did. He cupped my balls in his hand and gave them a slight, but firm
squeeze. "You don't give the instructions, little buddy. Remember that." He
gave my nuts a second squeeze, but not hard at all. "Sit back up."

He went back to where he had been standing and very slowly, he put his
thumbs in the waistband of his Hanes. Again, he moved like a turtle at
sliding them down and he managed to make it so I couldn't see his dick as
he did. Then he stood up and let me see him, full boner.

His pubic hair was blond, but darker than the hair on his head. His boner
was enormous compared to mine. "Come look closer," Jeremy said. "You'll be
touching it and more soon enough."

I moved over by him and he instructed me to get on my knees for a good
look. "It's huge," I said.

"No, it really isn't," he answered. "I've got some growing to do, too."

"Can I measure it?"

"There's a ruler on my desk. You can measure mine only after I measure
yours."

I grabbed the ruler and handed it to him. He had me lay back on the bed and
he took the measurement I already know. Three inches. "Don't think I'm
going to laugh at that, little buddy. You're where you should be. Let's
switch places."

He laid down and I put the ruler right against his dick. "Hold the ruler in
place, Brian," he instructed. "You need to get used to touching my cock
anyway."

That was a funny word, cock, but I didn't say nothing. Instead, I took his
boner in my hand and put the ruler up to it. "Four and three-quarters," I
said.

"See? I've still got some growing to do, like I said."

Growing? How big did they get? I pulled my hand away and Jeremy sat back
up. "So tell me, Brian, what have you done with Scott and Mark? I know
you've sucked each other because I watched. What else?"

I wasn't sure how much to reveal, so I said, "We messed around."

"Okay," he said. "You don't have to tell me now. That's their business
too. But we're going to have a new rule. If you ever do anything with
another boy, you will tell me the first chance you get. You'll describe his
dick and you'll tell me what you did. Understand?"

"Understand."

"And, when you come over, be ready to tell me everything you see in the
locker room. Understand?"

"Understand."

Jeremy reached over and grabbed my boner again. "Lay back down," he
said. "I have to examine you."

For the next few minutes, Jeremy touched me everywhere. He even put his
finger in my butt, which felt better than it should have. With the good
feeling came fear. Was he going to put his huge boner in my butt? My
buddies and my cousins did, but they weren't as big as his. Connor, my
thirteen-year old cousin, was four inches long, but he wasn't as big around
as Jeremy.

"Brian, do you know what jacking off is?"

"Yes," I said, hoping he'd do it.

"Do you make sperm yet?"

"No."

"You will one day. In the meantime, why don't you show me how you jack off?
Make sure you do it correctly."

Jeremy put his face right at my boner. I knew I had to do this or else I'd
lose my new big buddy, so I moved my right hand down and went to it. While
I did it, Jeremy kept feeling my naked body. Him doing that made it so much
better and that weird tickling feeling came pretty fast.

"Good job, little buddy. My turn."

He laid back down and took his dick in his hand. I watched as he stroked it
and he encouraged me to touch him like he touched me. I touched him all
over, but kept coming back to his pubic hair. It was just so weird I
couldn't imagine having it.

After a few minutes, Jeremy stopped stroking and said, "Okay, you do it for
me now. Make me shoot sperm."

Really? I was going to get to do it. That was so cool. I took that big
boner in my hand and pumped for all I was worth. Jeremy told me to slow
down, so I did, and then he said faster. Make up your mind, I thought. Then
I realized why he did it. I know I went faster when that feeling was
coming, so that's probably what he was after. I stroked harder again and,
soon enough, a bunch of squirts of sperm came out and landed on his
tummy. I kept tugging on it until he pushed my hand away.

"It gets a little sensitive after I cum," he said. I figured that meant
when sperm came out.

For a minute he just laid there, which gave me a good chance to look at his
sperm. It was white, mostly, where Connor's was clear. I asked Jeremy about
that and he explained how it became white as real sperm got in there. "Look
under my mattress," Jeremy said. "There's a little towel there. Use that to
dry the sperm off of me, okay?"

I reached under and pulled out the towel. It was crusty and I figured
Jeremy must have jacked off all the time. I wiped his tummy off then
carefully went to work on his dick, trying to find the soft spots to wipe
it with.

Jeremy looked over at his clock. "Four-thirty. We still got some
time. Let's play some video games. Naked. Like buddies."

I smiled. "Yeah, like buddies."

"Before we start, I have a question. Tomorrow, I want you to come over
after school. What are you going to do when you get here?"

"Strip down to my underwear," I said confidently. "And do what you say."

"Good job. Tomorrow, you're going to find out what it's like to suck a
bigger dick. You good with that."

"Yes, sir," I said. "Will you be sucking mine?"

Jeremy put his arm around me. "Listen," he said, "I'm not going to ask you
to do anything I wouldn't do." He snapped his fingers. "That reminds
me. You aren't the only one with binoculars. I want to see you naked in
your window before you go to bed. And I mean dick where I can see it."

"What if somebody else can see?"

"Chance you take, man. Mostly old farts around here who can't see anything
anyway." He laughed. "By the way, I have binoculars too."

We stayed naked until five-fifteen, when I went home for the night. I had
to stand on a chair for Jeremy to see my dick that night, but he did the
same for me, so I knew he meant it when he said he wouldn't hurt me or have
me do anything he wouldn't do.

That night in bed, I stroked myself again, twice, wondering what kind of
playing we'd be doing tomorrow.