Date: Fri, 14 Jan 2011 06:09:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: One Lucky Cocksucker

This is another story that evolved from a dream that I had a few nights
ago, or a series of dreams actually. I woke in the middle of the night with
a raging hard on and a clear memory of having sucked a boy's cock. I
drifted back to sleep and the dream continued, with a different boy. It
went like that for about 3 hours, even after I'd gotten up to piss and get
rid of the hard on and it was cool because I was awake enough to sort of
guide the dream, if you know what I mean. I thought for a moment I was
gonna cum without even touching my dick but somewhere in there I knew it
would create a mess that I didn't want to have to sleep in or clean up in
the middle of the night. So, that being said, I hope you like the story
which won't be much of a story per se, mostly just sex I think. On a final
note it's only a story, nothing more. It didn't happen and doesn't happen
to me. There is nothing in the story that pertains to or describes
me. Well, other than the main topic.

Hugs,
Tag_m

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Have you ever known one of those guys who always seemed to get more sex
than anybody else you knew? If he was straight it was the girls and if he
was gay it was the guys. Sometimes there didn't seem to be any apparent
reason for it. The guy might be cute enough but not beautiful, or
necessarily the cutest or most handsome guy you knew. He wasn't the
funniest or the most suave particularly. He couldn't lick his nose, as the
old joke goes, and as far as you knew, or maybe you actually did know, he
didn't have the finest body or the biggest dick you ever saw. But there
just seemed to be something about him that attracted people, especially
people who were willing or wanted to have sex with him. Call it talent,
call it luck, call it destiny, call it an aura or pheromones, call it what
ever you want but most of his friends didn't quite understand it, envied
him and scratched their heads when he walked off with yet another conquest
or future conquest. And that was only the ones you knew about because he
didn't kiss and tell. Okay, well, sometimes he did but not always. If you
asked him what he did last night, if you didn't already know or suspect,
he'd just give that knowing little smile accompanied by a twinkle in his
magnificent crystal clear blue gray eyes, and not say anything. Maybe that
was it, maybe it was the eyes; you don't know, and I don't know. What I do
know is this; I'm that guy. My name is PJ Pierce and of course, everyone
calls me PJ because that's my real first name.

What I described to you has happened to me almost all of my life. It
actually started when I was 7½ years old and continues to this day, not
quite 30 years later. I estimate that I've been with a couple hundred
people, males and females alike, although I prefer males which make up
about four fifths of my experiences. There isn't one that's been negative,
I've enjoyed them all. I've done just about everything you could imagine
and in a variety of combinations and situations. I enjoy fucking but what I
love the most is sucking cock. I love cock including my own. I love looking
at cock in pictures or in person, I love touching and feeling cock, I love
imagining or guessing what some guy may have nestled in his pants, boys and
men alike. I love having a cock in my mouth; love having my lips wrapped
around the rigid yet soft skin, love the warmth of a cock. I love being
able to make a boy shiver with pleasure.

What I really love is boy cock and my overall preference is a boy between
say, ten or eleven and fourteen. As I said, I like it all but if wishes
were wishes and dreams came true that would be that age bracket. I prefer a
boy who's right on the cusp of puberty or a few steps into it. I like some
pubic hair but prefer the rest of his body smooth. I like a boy who's
starting to mature and is beginning to generate that heady fragrance of
crotch but without being stinky. And I love a boy who sperms.

I said I love my own cock and I do. I've been able to suck my own dick
since I was thirteen. In the beginning I had to go on my back and flip my
legs up over my head but by the time I was fourteen I could do it while
seated. Part of it is because I'm flexible but part of it is that my cock
is just under eight inches long, like seven and eleven sixteenths or
something but I've seen bigger. I like swallowing my own sperm too although
I really like watching it shoot out. I always watch myself cum and I love
watching a boy cum.

I said that my first cock sucking happened when I was 7½ years old. It sort
of happened as a result of me and a neighbor boy getting caught by my dad
in our garage with a neighbor girl. We all had our pants down and were
checking each other out. I was mostly checking out the boy and not the
girl. I was quite taken by Chris' hard little boner and for some reason
that I didn't understand I wanted to put it in my mouth. So anyway, dad
came in, spanked all three of us and sent my friends home. The message that
I got from that was that it wasn't okay for boys to do that stuff with
girls. Conversely it seemed okay do to stuff like that with other boys and
in talking about it a couple days later, I found out that Chris had gotten
the same message. Since we both had gotten the same message it seemed
appropriate for us to pull our pants down and check each other out all over
again.

So there we were in Chris' bedroom with our pants down, little boy cocks
poking out, because they were too small to really hang, and crinkled balls
hugged up tight to our bodies. We watched, fascinated, as each others cocks
begin to get hard until they both stood straight up in the air
quivering. Chris touched me first and I just about melted. He squeezed it
with his thumb and finger, proclaiming it to be hard as wood. He let me do
the same to him and I noticed that his felt different than mine, just as
his touching me felt better than when I did it to myself.

That first experience didn't last more than a few minutes but did seem to
get the ball rolling and was repeated every week or so over the next couple
of months. Things didn't escalate until one night when Chris stayed at my
house. We were in bed supposed to be going to sleep but of course we
weren't. We had the blankets down along with our pajama bottoms and were
playing with each other's dicks.

"You want to try something PJ," he asked me and of course I answered with
the obvious question.

"I found a book of my dad's with naked people doin stuff and there were
ladies with the man's dick in their mouth. Wanna try that?" I would have
loved to see that but went for it because doing it trumped looking at
pictures.

"Okay." I was up for almost anything that had to do with either Chris' cock
or mine.

"Let's take our pajamas off first." So we did. Chris went first, sliding
down on the bed, and without preamble put his mouth over my hard little
cock. I jerked.

"Ouch," I hissed. "I think ya gotta cover your teeth and pretend like it's
a tootsie roll pop or something." Chris moved his lips over his teeth and
tried it again with a great deal of success. I sighed as the warmth of his
mouth flooded through my young body. Chris was smart enough to move his
head up and down and that's what he did for about 20 seconds. Then it was
my turn and we traded places.

The second I closed my mouth down over my friend's stiff little boner, I
knew. I loved everything about it. I not only moved my head up and down I
used my tongue to explore his little cock head, swirling it around the
ridge and across his pee hole. I was a sworn aficionado of fellatio from
the get go. Chris knew right off the bat that I loved sucking his cock
because he commented on it.

"Wow PJ you sure do a lot of stuff when my cock is in your mouth. You do
way more than I do." I asked him if he liked it and he nodded his little
blond head vigorously. So it was that my friend and I stepped up our
activity and sucked each on a regular basis and while Chris got more into
sucking my cock I don't think it ever meant the same to him as it did to
me.

I did some exploration with another boy and a friend of his after school
one day but it never went beyond that one time. There wasn't too much to
it, mostly just showing each other our stuff and touching each other. I
sort of thought that one of the boys wanted to take it a little further but
it didn't happen.

The next year there were other boys but it was uneventful and then we moved
again. Being a military family wasn't much fun sometimes because you had to
move, lose your friends, start over in a new place, try to make new
friends, make new friends then do it all over again a few years later.

We got stationed in the south and this time my parents got a house off
base, which was a first for them. I'd found out later that they did it for
me, to give me the opportunity to grow up in an environment not dominated
by military brats. It was a nice quiet neighborhood close to a fairly large
wooded park. It was there, 2 weeks after we moved that I got my first cock
sucking from an older boy. I was 8 years old, going on 9.

It was one of those warm Spring Saturday's in the south, the heady scent of
flowers in the air. I hadn't made any friends yet and was wandering around
in the park that was 2 blocks from our house. It was still early, not much
past 10 in the morning and I was on the swing set just killing time when
another kid came over and climbed in next to me. When I looked at him the
boy smiled and said Hey and being a polite boy I responded. He worked to
swing in tandem with me and started a conversation; beginning of course
with my name is Wayne so I told him mine. From there we went through the
basics. I was new, he'd lived in the area all his life; my dad did...;
where did I go to school...; you know the drill. Wayne was 13 headed toward
14. He was a reasonable looking boy, bigger than me but not had his teenage
growth spurt yet. His hair was a sort of shaggy dark brown, almost
black. He seemed nice enough and his voice soft and slow, his words rounded
and not sharp like. You know, how people in the south talk.

"Ya wanna try two people swinging," Wayne asked after a bit. I was okay
with that so we got off the swings and moved to another set where 3 tire
swings hung from chains. You've all seen em; old truck tires with most of
the tread area cut out that leaves a part to sit on with large holes at the
sides where the rim goes in and hung from the top of the loop.

"I'll sit first and you can sit on my lap PJ," the older boy said. Wayne
climbed and sat then I grabbed the chains and lifted my body off the ground
and aimed my feet at the holes. I wasn't exactly watching Wayne but it
looked like his eyes were focused on my crotch as I settled in to sit on
his lap; on his dick actually. I was wearing gym shorts, loose at the leg
but not long like today's shorts are. Wayne was wearing cutoff jeans and
when I sat down my butt rested right on his bulge.

Wayne giggled and asked me to rise up a bit so I pulled my weight off of
him and he shoved his hand down the front of his pants. "You were sitting
on my balls," he said with a smile. I said sorry while he rearranged and
when he pulled his hand out he put both his hands on my hips and told me to
sit down, which I did. He wiggled his butt a little bit then declared it
was perfect.

Our faces were pretty close to each other and Wayne sort of stared at me
for a second. "Wow PJ you got amazing eyes. They look kinda gray but blue
too," he said. That was a pretty accurate statement because they
were. People had told me that since I could remember. Holding on to the top
part of the rubber loop Wayne started, getting a good swing going
quickly. When we started getting higher, my butt would slide slightly on
Wayne's crotch when as we climbed so as we went from one position to
another my body went in the opposite direction. It didn't take long before
I discovered that the older boy was getting a boner because I could feel
the difference against my butt and the underside of my balls. Knowing that
Wayne was getting hard had the same effect on me.

A few times I saw Wayne's eyes close and figured that he was getting some
pretty good feelings from my butt moving back and forth on his lap. Our
faces got closer at the apex of the swing's arc and on one of those Wayne
said,

"Oh man PJ I got wood from all that moving around." Since I'd never heard
that word in that context I gave him a questioning look so he clarified. "I
got wood, I got a boner, my dick went way hard." I smiled. "What about you,
did you get a boner too?" I nodded my head and of course Wayne looked at my
crotch but he couldn't really see anything. "Can I touch it," he asked and
I nodded my head. Wayne put one hand down and felt around at the front of
my short and of course he found my dick. He squeezed me a couple of times
and smiled back at me then put his hands on my hips and used his legs to
keep us swinging although we did start to slow down. It seemed to me that
Wayne was sort of pulling me to him when he was going forward and gently
pushed when we went back the other way. It didn't take a genius to figure
out what he was doing.

The swing slowed and then stopped. "Can I see your dick PJ?" I nodded my
head and before I could put my hands down there Wayne did, reaching his
finger in through a leg hole, finding my dick in my underwear and pulling
it slightly toward that side while pulling the leg hole of my shorts the
other way. He squeezed it again through my briefs. He put it back and
straightened my clothes.

"You wanna see mine?" Of course I did and nodded my head. "Cool, but not
here, let's go to my house." I lifted myself up out of the swing and
adjusted myself while Wayne got up then did the same. "Come on, I live
right down that alley," he said, pointing across the street. We walked side
by side not saying much of anything until we got to his house, a home
smaller than ours that sat right on the alley. "My mom's at work so we have
the house to ourselves," he said and we walked from the carport into a
living room. He no sooner closed the door before he kicked off his shoes
and said,

"Wanna see mine?" He was already unsnapping his cut off jeans, intending to
show me whether or not I wanted to see it. Of course I did. Wayne unzipped
then shoved his jeans down freeing up his dick. He wasn't wearing underwear
which I thought was quite daring. He pulled his t-shirt up and stood before
me, rock hard.

I'd seen men and boys in swimming pool locker rooms on the base so it
wasn't totally unusual to me but I'd never seen anyone older than me with a
boner. I was enthralled with it. Much bigger than mine and way thicker,
Wayne's cock almost rested against a small patch of black hair. His balls
were big too and hung quite low between his thighs, at least I thought so.

"Lemme see yours PJ," he said, his voice seeming deeper than it had
before. I quickly shoved my shorts and briefs down, pulled my shirt up like
he had and gave him a full view of what I had to offer. "You look pretty
big for a boy your age. How big is it?" I shrugged my shoulder for I'd
never considered measuring my dick and wondered why any boy would. "Mine's
a little over six inches," he announced with not a little pride. "You wanna
touch it?" I certainly did and when I nodded my head he suggested we take
all our clothes off which was fine with me. A minute later we stood in
front of each other, naked and young boy hard.

I stepped closer and reach out, wrapped my hand around his cock and
squeezed it causing Wayne to moan slightly. "You can jack it if you want
to," he said, almost breathlessly. I didn't know what that meant and said
so.

"Stroke it, move your hand up and down." Then he said, "yeah, like that." I
hadn't really done that before, don't ask me why, but judging from the
expression on Wayne's face it appeared to be something worth trying. A
second later Wayne did the same to me and then I understood it.

"It's called jacking off, or beating off PJ and when you do it long enough
it makes the sperm come out, although you probably don't make sperm yet,
only older boys do, after they start getting hairs." I didn't have a clue
what the hell Wayne was talking about and told him so. He said he'd show me
a little later but first did I want to try something else. I did. He asked
if I'd had anyone suck my dick and when I nodded my head he asked if I
liked it. Well, we all know how I felt about it but I smiled and nodded my
head again.

"I'll do it to you if you'll do it to me," he said. That was a line I would
hear over and over again for the next 5 or more years. Hell, I would use it
myself. I nodded my head and Wayne dropped to his knees in front of me. He
looked me over really well, rubbed on my lower belly a little, declared
that I was so smooth and that he loved that. He pulled my raging little
boner down and put his mouth over it and proceeded to give me the best blow
I'd ever had. Not only that he played with my balls as well, tugging gently
on them and squeezing them a little bit. He slid his free hand around my
waist then onto my butt and sort of pulled me slower to him, held me for
just a moment then starting rubbing my cheeks.

I knew that among the boys I'd been with before, none of them liked sucking
cock as much as I did. Wayne wasn't like that at all, he was like me. I
looked down as he sucked me and could see from the expression on his smooth
face that he was in heaven. The yummy sounds that I heard come from his
throat helped to confirm that. I moaned too a little bit. Having him play
on my balls was new to me and it really felt good. I liked all of it.

Wayne finally stopped and asked if I wanted to try sucking on him, which of
course I did. As I started to drop to my knees he stopped me. "You want to
go lay on my bed PJ? It would be more comfortable." We left our clothes
where we dropped them and 2 minutes later I was lying next to him propped
up on my elbow with Wayne's big hard cock in my hand. I leaned over and put
it in my mouth and began sucking him. As I breathed in I got a whiff of an
odor that I didn't understand.

"Play with my balls when you suck will you PJ," he asked me so I did. It
was weird. They were big and warm and soft, and filled my small hand but I
did my best to do the same thing that Wayne had done to mine. I couldn't
suck him for very long because my mouth got sore. I was used to sucking
little dicks not full grown ones.

"That was pretty good for a young boy PJ," Wayne told me then said, "I
really gotta cum bad I'm so fucking horny."

"What?"

"Oh man you really don't know much about this stuff do you?" I shook my
head and as he took hold of his cock and started moving his hand on it he
explained it all to me. "Okay, so, don't talk for a minute okay?" He
started moving his hand faster and his balls were jumping around like
mad. I wanted to ask him if that hurt him cuz I knew what it felt like if
my nuts got whacked.

"Oh yeah, here it comes PJ, watch." All of sudden he slowed way down and
then I got the shock of my life. I big long glob of white pee shot out of
his cock and landed up on his chest. His other began pulling on his balls
and another squirt of the stuff came out then it stopped shooting and just
sort of poured out and ran down over his thumb and bounced off into his
belly.

After the stuff stopped leaking out Wayne stopped moving his hand and let
if fall onto his bed while the other hand kept on playing with his balls
but much slower. He was breathing pretty hard and I wondered why. He turned
his head and looked at me with a really lazy smile, his eyes still about
half way closed. I had a million questions but just waited. Wayne looked
back at the mess of stuff on his chest and in his hairs.

"That's sperm PJ. You can touch it if you want." He wiped a finger in it
and sort of showed it to me, putting another finger against it then slowly
pulling the 2 fingers apart. I could see then that it was sticky. I did it
to, sniffed at it and as I did Wayne said I could even taste it, that it
wouldn't hurt me. I wasn't too keen on that I want to tell you. Of course I
would eventually, and it would be Wayne's, and I would become a life long
aficionado of eating cum, especially a young boys' cum.

As I said, I had questions and Wayne answered them while he cleaned the cum
stuff up with a cloth he'd pulled out from between his mattress and
headboard. Among stuff he told me about was the odor from between his
legs. He said he loved it, even his own which he managed to get a whiff of
if he put his hand down there and rubbed between his balls and his leg then
smelled his fingers. I thought that was a little weird. He told me that
cumming was about the best feeling ever but I wouldn't be able to make
sperm until I was his age. He didn't know if I could get the feelings or
not if I played with my dick long enough. Together, we'd eventually find
out the answer to that.

Wayne and I did some more sucking and he let me jack him off the second
time then I had to go home because I had already been gone for over an hour
and my mom would be getting freaked out. Over the next 2 years Wayne and I
would do stuff together at least once a week and sometimes more. I would
meet him at the park and we'd go straight to his house. I got most of my
sexual education from the older boy and I think that I might have been the
first person that he learned to do some stuff with. There were boys my age
that I messed around with as well and I taught them new stuff but none of
them were as fun as Wayne because, as I said, he loved it as much as I did.

Once, just before I turned ten, there was another boy with him when Wayne
met me at the park. His name was Dillon and Wayne said he was the son of
his mom's oldest friend and they were in town for the funeral of another
mutual friend from high school. Dillon was a way cute boy who had just
turned 13.He was a small boy, his blond hair was long, down to his
shoulders and he had bright blue eyes and sort of big, pink lips. Speaking
in a soft voice and with a handshake to match, Dillon seemed a little bit
girlish to me, which became much clearer to me when I got older. We went
straight to Wayne's house and when we got undressed and down to underwear I
was shocked to see that Dillon was wearing girl's underpants. They were
sort of lacey and you could pretty much see his stuff through the satiny
fabric.

"I want to leave them on awhile," he said and the way he said it sound like
how a girl might say it. I was confused but not enough to prevent me from
getting a boner. When Wayne took his briefs off I swear that Dillon got a
twinkle in his eyes. He told me to take mine off and told me I had a pretty
nice dick. He dropped to his knees in front of us and put my cock in his
mouth and started sucking me. He put his hands on my butt and pulled all
the way to him, shoving my cock head into the top of his throat then did a
sort of swallowing motion, his throat muscles squeezing my dick. That was
goddamn hot. Oh yeah, I started using swear words a lot when I was around
Wayne.

Anyway when he was done with me he sucked Wayne's dick and took the whole
thing into his mouth which I had not yet learned to do, especially since
Wayne's cock had continue to grow and by then was close to 7
inches. Wayne's eyes rolled to the back of his head ad he moaned really
loud. He finally stopped and wanted us to lie on the floor then kissed us
one at a time. Wayne and I had kissed a few times but when Dillon kissed me
it was an all out kiss with his tongue crammed into my mouth and
everything. But before he kissed me he told Wayne to suck on his titty. I
swear to god he actually said titty and when Wayne first put his mouth on
it Dillon moaned and shivered so it must have felt pretty good. The boy
really loved kissing though. When we traded he wanted me to suck his other
titty so I did and he shivered again. I guess it was because it was a fresh
titty.

Throughout the experience, Dillon seemed to direct things, which was fine
with me and I guess it was okay with Wayne cuz the older boy never
complained. After the kissing Dillon told Wayne to take his panties
off. "Slowly," he said as my friend put his fingers into the
waistband. "Rub on my cock and my balls PJ," he told me, which required
Wayne to go slower. I did as he asked and eventually we got the boy naked.

Dillon's cock wasn't much bigger than mine and he had a small amount of
light colored hair growing at the base of it. His balls seemed
proportionately bigger and the smooth hairless bag seemed to hang even
lower than Wayne's. Dillon had Wayne suck him first and directed me to come
closer so he could suck my cock. After some direction I straddled the boy's
narrow chest and bent over his head and began to slowly and gently fuck my
cock into his mouth. Since I was trying not to ram my dick down his throat
Dillon would raise his head to all of me inside and at the same time was
playing with my nuts a little bit.

"Did you shower this morning PJ," he asked me and I said that I had. It was
a habit I'd gotten into after Wayne and I started doing stuff on a regular
basis. He had me move so that I was straddling his face, pulled my butt
cheeks open and told me to go lower. I wondered what the girly boy was up
to so asked him.

"I'm gonna eat your boy pussy," he said. I wondered what the hell he was
talking about until I felt his tongue licking my butt hole. Then I
died. Wayne and I had not done that, had not even discussed it and after
the first 10 seconds I wondered why we hadn't. Goddamn that felt fucking
good. Dillon seemed to get more into it the longer he did it and was
moaning softly. He finally stopped and told me to move.

"You have a delicious pussy PJ," he said "but right now I really need a
cock in me. Do you want to fuck my boy pussy PJ," he asked, looking and
sounding like girl. Well now. I knew what fucking was on an intellectual
basis. Wayne had told me all that stuff but we had never done anything even
though Wayne had sort of hinted at it. He had put his cock between my legs
a few weeks before and pretend fucked me, making a hell of a mess. But had
never actually put his dick up my butt, which I was very leery of, nor had
I done that to him. Wayne has told me frequently that actual fucking was
every boy's goal. When I told him that I didn't know why he said I would
when I got older. So, when Dillon asked me if I wanted to fuck him, I said
hell yes. That earned me a big smile. He said he needed the gym bag that
he'd brought with him so we got up and went into Wayne's bedroom where
Dillon rummaged around in it and hauled out a plastic bottle that looked
like goop in it.

"Lube," he said with a smile. I didn't know exactly what he meant. He
popped the top on it, poured some onto a finger, handed me the bottle with
instructions to get some on my dick, then hiked a leg up on the edge of the
bed and smeared it on his butt hole. I poured some in my hand then stroked
my dick with it and about shit when I drug the slippery stuff over my
swollen cock head. Somewhere along the line Wayne had neglected to teach me
about slippery stuff on a hard dick. I wasn't at an age where I
experimented with stuff or did a lot of stuff on my own.

"I'm gonna want you to go first PJ cuz you're smaller," Dillon informed
us. If Wayne fucks me first my pussy will be too loose for you." I didn't
really understand why he kept calling his butthole a pussy but didn't feel
like I needed to spend too much time thinking about it right at that
moment.

"Let's see, how do I want to do this," Dillon said, more to himself than to
me and Wayne. He finally told Wayne to lay on the bed but closer to the
wall, which the older boy did. Then Dillon knelt on the edge of the bed
with his back toward it but spread his knees very wide so that it lowered
his butthole. "Okay PJ put your cock in my ass."

I stepped up to the edge of the bed, held my cock down and aimed for the
wrinkled muscle of his hole. Dillon sort of looked over his shoulder at
me. It turned out that the height was perfect so I touched the head of my
dick to his flesh and pushed. It was sort of difficult, like it didn't want
to go in so I pushed harder and in a flash I slipped inside of Dillon's
asshole. I didn't know if I should stop or keep moving but Dillon cleared
that up right away.

"Don't stop PJ; shove it all the way in." I did as he told me too, watching
as every inch of my dick disappeared inside his butthole. It felt pretty
goddamned good too. "Oh yeaaahhh," Dillon said once my belly was touching
his butt. "Wiggle your ass around a little PJ." I did the best I could and
Dillon seemed to appreciate it cuz he moaned a little bit. "Fuck I love
having a cock in my ass," he said, his voice seemingly deeper that than it
had been.  "Now fuck me PJ, fuck my boy pussy."

Fuck his boy pussy I did. Holding on to his narrow little hips I began
sliding my dick in and out of him while Dillon lowered his head and started
sucking Wayne's cock. I got a pretty good rhythm going and it felt pretty
good but not great. I mean, Dillon's butt was tight enough on my cock but
not quite like it was when I first put it in. And of course there was no
tongue action on my dick and no action for my own tongue. When it was all
said and done, I liked sucking cock better but of course, that didn't stop
me from fucking by any means.

"Ram it into me PJ," Dillon said, looking back over his shoulder. "Slam
that cock into my boy pussy." I rammed and I slammed about as much as I
could but being a little less than 5 inches I couldn't get enough thrust
going. But I tried and eventually I came, my body shivering from the
intensity of my cum. Not for the first time I wondered if it would be
different when I was making sperm.

I finally finished and Dillon told me to take my dick out but to do it
slowly. I started to and he said I could go a little faster. Jeez what a
demanding bitch he was. I went to the head of the bed and pulled out
Wayne's cum towel and wiped my dick off as best I could while Wayne got up
off the bed.

"How'd you like that PJ? Was fucking Dillon fun for you?" Well, I didn't
want to disappoint either of them, especially Dillon, so I said it was
great when it really wasn't all that great. Dillon got on his back on the
bed while telling Wayne to "lube up that big cock." Wayne did so and
climbed on the bed while Dillon pulled his legs back. I got a glimpse of
his butthole, now more of an actual hole than just a wrinkled muscle. Wayne
moved up close and put his cock head right at the hole and pushed, his
swollen cock slipping right on in. He put his hands underneath Dillon's
thighs, holding the boy's legs back out of the way and slid his cock all
the way in until his hairs were touching Dillon's butt. I was amazed.

"Ooohh fuck yeah," Dillon moaned. "Jesus Christ I love a big dick." I
didn't take that personally. I went around behind them and could see
Wayne's cock as he began to pull it out of Dillon's ass. Wayne's nuts were
hanging like grapes and as he pulled out I could see his butthole. It only
took a moment before he was moving in and out of Dillon at a leisurely
pace.

"Fuck me good Wayne; fuck my boy pussy good. Make me cum Wayne. Bring your
cock over here PJ," Dillon commanded so I climbed up on the bed and brought
my still hard cock to his head. He licked the head a couple of times, told
me he could taste a little bit of the lube as well as his ass then took my
cock into his mouth and began sucking me. I was still on my knees so could
see a little bit of Wayne's cock moving in and out of the boy, Wayne's eyes
almost closed and a silly ass look on his face. It seemed that Wayne really
liked fucking. I wondered if maybe it was cuz his cock was bigger than
mine, longer than mine. I wondered if having a bigger dick made a
difference, would make a difference when mine got bigger. I didn't know but
quit thinking about it for a minute because Dillon quit sucking my cock and
was licking my balls.

"Let me kiss you PJ," he finally said. I backed away a little so I could
bend down but he told me to lie along side of him so I did. The reason
became apparent right away because as we lay there and kissed his hand
found my cock and my balls and started playing with them.

Dillon kissed me like before, putting a lot of energy into it, pressing his
mouth against mine and moving the lips all over the place and shoving his
tongue in my mouth. I liked that, kissing I mean. My cock had gotten softer
after I came but kissing Dillon like that, along with his playing with it,
made me get hard all over again. He finally broke the kiss and immediately
began saying,

"Oh yeah Wayne fuck me hard. Fuck me harder Wayne, hurt my boy pussy; make
me cum." I was just a little bit taken aback by Dillon. Sex was apparently
a really big deal to the boy, more so than any boy I'd ever been with and
by that time I'd been with a couple a dozen all told. For his part Wayne
started really slamming into Dillon, hard enough that a slapping sound
could easily be heard in the small room. Dillon didn't seem too concerned
about kissing so I got off the bed and went around back again to see what
was going on.

Once I moved Wayne leaned more forward on the bed so his hands were closer
to Dillon's head. The move rolled the smaller boy farther onto his back
which sort of raised his butt hole up higher. He put his hands on Wayne's
butt to encourage him and continued to tell the older boy to fuck him
harder, to fuck his boy pussy till it hurt. I was amazed all over again
because Wayne's heavy balls were almost smashing against Dillon's butt and
when he pushed all the way inside his nuts seemed to get mashed up tight to
the boys' butt. Wayne began moving his butt from side to side and sometimes
in circles as he fucked Dillon which earned us both more noise and more
comments.

"I'm getting close you fucker, fuck me good fuck me harder," he
panted. Wayne did his best then all of a sudden Dillon yelled, " Yeah, yeah
yeaaaaaaah," then screamed just like a little girl. I knew he was cumming;
that much was pretty clear. Wayne went even faster, panting faster then
moaned and said Oh God and oh fuck, and I knew that he was filling Dillon's
ass with sperm.

After a few minutes Wayne pulled out of Dillon's butt then simply sat down
on the bed but Dillon had other ideas and asked if we could all snuggle for
a few minutes so Wayne crawled up and lay behind the boy and I lay in front
and we just...snuggled for a little bit. Dillon gave me a couple of short
little kisses before closing his eyes.

"Sex makes me so sleepy, afterwards I mean. I just want to lay here and be
held." So that's what we did. Wayne looked up over Dillon's head at me and
shot me a look that said he thought Dillon was a little nuts but put his
head back down. We finally moved a few minutes later when fuck boy declared
that Wayne's sperm was leaking out of his pussy and he wanted to
shower. Wayne started to get up and looking at me rolled his eyes.

We traipsed off into the bathroom and took a shower together which was kind
of cool. Wayne's shower was a room all by itself, not a in a tub like at my
house. Afterwards we went back into the living room and eventually started
doing stuff again. We ended up going through all kinds of sucking
configurations, none of which included Dillon's cock. He didn't really want
us to touch it saying that most of the time he pretended that he didn't
even have one which I thought was stupid and silly. Again, I would gain a
better understanding of that as a young adult. Anyway we both fucked the
boy again then I had to get home before my mom freaked out that I'd been
gone for 3 hours. I found out later from Wayne that Dillon had said that
he'd enjoyed being with us, liked me a lot and thought my eyes were
amazing.

There were other situations with Wayne and me together with a third boy but
none of those experiences compared to the one with Dillon. Just before I
turned 11 we moved again, this time to California. Of course I was with
plenty of boys but it wasn't anything that was over the top or unusual
other than the fact that I got to suck a lot of cock.  It was there, in
California, that I got my first uncircumcised cock.

I had been invited to a sleep over after a new friend's birthday
party. There were 5 other boys there, all 10 and 11 years olds. We were in
a big old tent in the birthday boys' backyard and of course it ended up
being a group of naked boys once the lights went out in the house. It was
cool cuz I had the biggest dick there and everybody wanted to suck it and
stuff but the boy with the uncut cock was what I really wanted to check out
and of course I got to. I was totally enthralled at how the skin moved back
and forth over the head of Tony's cock and loved sucking on the thing. He
ended up becoming what of my best friends while we lived there and we got
to spend countless hours sucking each others' cock. Tony seemed to like
sucking me too so it worked out pretty good. I told him about Wayne and
Dillon and he said that the boy sounded a lot like an older cousin of his.

As I and the boys around me got older our boyhood pride began to grow along
with us and as a result of that, fucking each other started to pick
up. It's not that some of the boys I played didn't fuck but it wasn't all
that popular because every one had small dicks. It was difficult to get any
kind of motion going on because dicks fell out or got squished out by
butthole muscles. As our cocks grew that tended to change, fucking became
easier and thus more fun. I still didn't engage in it much but got to watch
or participate in other ways. A boy with a dick up his butt still had a
dick that needed sucking or a mouth that needed to suck and I provided
both. The time I spent in California turned out to be very instructional
and was an excellent training ground for things I would do for the rest of
my life.

About 18 months after moving to California, just when I was starting to get
hairs on my dick, we moved to Hawaii.