Date: Thu, 28 Jun 2018 15:33:34 -0500 From: Douglas Oboh Subject: Not your usual Italian kid chapter 3 Usual disclaimers. If your under 18 you should not be reading this. This is a story about children searching the wonders of their body and their sexuality. We'll pick up where we left off, but I want to add a side note. Chapter 3 takes place in my 7th grade year. In 6th grade, me and my little group of friends were still moderately innocent and we brushed off all the naughty stuff we did as curiosity. But in 7th grade, kids were getting cellphones and were less limited to the small portion of the internet on their computers. This meant a butt load of new info me and my friends didn't have access to before. This innocence and the goody two shoes mind of mine were gone by high school. Also, new things were happening to our bodies. During 6th grade our bodies had slight changes that were a little less than hard to miss, but during 7th grade puberty hit like a dick punch. Guys were getting way taller, bigger, and hairier. According to Lucas and Gavin girls were getting prettier, thicker, and bitchier. Then there was me. Puberty hit me in such a wierd way, it's like I was getting the best of both genders. I got taller and bigger of course but the other guys still towered over me. I got more muscles but I was still slender. Then my body got curvier and more like a woman than a man. And important to me now but SUPER embarrassing back then; my butt got fatter. Like I said I was built like a flat chested woman with a phat ass and a small dick. But most important I found out what being gay was in 6th grade and came to terms that I was gay in 7th. Not Your Usual Italian Kid Chapter 3 Since our little excursion last year Milton and I were really close friends if you catch my drift. We made out almost anytime we were alone: my apartment, his house, at school, bathrooms, and behind the boulder during recess. I loved kissing him and I loved how he embraced me while we did. His lips were so soft, and this funny its like he tasted good. I'm not sure how to explain it. His tongue always danced around my mouth and wrapped around my tongue. It was magical. At first, when we would kiss it would last around 1 minute but they weren't as good as the recent sessions. This is because I would usually push him away after a minute. He used to get mad and discouraged but I explained to him that I just get really nervous and scared and feel like what we're doing is wrong. He soon destroyed that censored mind of mine slowly but surely. It started to escalate when one day we were making out in the bathroom he placed my hand on his dick. It was already hard but it grew and twitched when it was in the palm of my hand. "Can I feel it, like for real?" I asked in a modest tone. I didn't want to seem too enthusiastic about it. "Sure!" he replied hastily. I grabbed the lining of his shorts and lowered my hand. I felt his thick hard circumcised dick in my hand as he let out a little grunt. My hand started to shake. The only other time I was in the situation was when Lucas and Gavin explored my body and I was to naive to grasp the gravity of the situation back then. I started to feel around his crotch which was followed by more of his little moans. He told me to stroke it so I held it upright and stroked it. At this time I didn't know about masturbation. 2 seconds after he embraced me like never before. He grabbed the back of my head with his hand full of my curly hair. He pulled me closer to him and slowly reached for my waistband. He yanked my pretty short shorts, I mean pretty short as in they were probably not my size and not that they were booty shorts, down and proceeded to give me a handjob. Never feeling stimulated like this I was flustered and overwhelmed. My legs got weak and I felt like my stomach was churning, but that all was blocked out when I felt the pleasure of his hand. I let out the bitchiest little moans you'd ever hear. I started to lose grip of him due to my shaking hand. He backed me up to the sink and kissed my neck while stroking with a lot more force. That's when I came. Cum spurts flew out of my shaft and onto the floor. It was my first time ejaculating. It felt like a tingling sensation that bursted out of my cock. I yelled but he covered my mouth and said "Do me next," I said excitedly, "Ok!" I pulled my pants up and his down. I got back on my tip toes to kiss him to which he answered with a pull from my waist towards him. I wrapped my fingers around his thick cock. It felt so big compared to mine but was only like half an inch bigger. I started to stroke while his tongue explored my mouth for the millionth time. I was enjoying it but I was more focused on his dick. This was the only time I had my eyes open when we were kissing. As I was stroking I felt his dick thicken in my hands. "I'm close!" he said hoarsely. I pulled away from him to look down. I stroked harder and faster to which he moaned and grunted. "Do you like that?" I asked. FYI I wasn't trying to sound sexy I was really curious. "Yeah," he whispered. I felt his dick tense up and saw his balls pull up. He came and shot spurts on my shirt. You can tell that Milton had masturbated before and knew all about, although I did not. After he came on my shirt I freaked out and started yelling ew over and over. "Shh!" he said while covering my mouth, "You could get us caught." He got some paper towels and cleaned it off. "What was that, ya know, the thing we just did?" I asked, "Masturbation, or a handjob," he answered about to laugh. I got a little irritated. "It's not funny that I don't know," I said. "It kinda is, all guys do it," he said, "All guys except me. And what was that sticky white stuff?" I asked. "It's cum. Anyways, we should get back to study hall." He answered. I nodded. We checked outside the bathroom to be safe, which really doesn't matter because we're on the far side of the school which isn't close to any classrooms. We were about to go in different directions but Milton grabbed my arm and gave me a wet kiss good bye. At that time I thought I loved him but later I realized I just loved what he did to me. That night I masturbated at least twice.