Date: Sun, 13 Nov 2005 23:19:22 -0500 (EST)
From: SH
Subject: Our Little Secret

This is all true and I hope it will help others deal with their feelings.

My story is very old. I started this kind of thing really young...some
people might say too young. Mark and I were at school together; we met when
we were only 11. We spent a lot of time at each other's houses and had
nothing but fun together. We spent lots of sunny summer days swimming in
the pool, playing tennis...rugby...what young kids do. It was completely
normal...until. One day, I accidently walked in on my older brother
watching "Debbie Does Dallas". By this time I was only 13 and didn't really
get what was going on, but he said I was free to stay and watch the movie
with him. Although I didn't get it really, I loved watching the hot cum
spurt out of the guy's cocks. I wasn't really interested in what happened
with the girls. Then there was a scene where a girl got fucked in the
ass...I could feel my cock start to pulsate but it wasn't because of
her. The idea of the cock and MY ASS was turning me on. Of course I
couldn't tell anyone about this...From that day forward I started playing
with myself on a regular basis. The first time I came I thought I had done
something terribly wrong and "broken" it. Luckily, of course, everything
was fine and as I sat alone in my room jerking away on my cock, images of
men and cocks stared to flood my mind. I started to thinks about friends at
school, about what their cocks might look like and feel like.

After that I began to view Mark differently. Every time I was at his house
I started to have really impure thoughts. When he got out of the pool and
that water would make his bathers hug his body I would stare at his little
bulge and start to get hard. We would wrestle in the pool sometimes and he
would get behind me in a bear hug, pulling my ass down onto his groin. This
had happened before, but now it wasn't just playing. Mark was teasing me. I
yearned for his cock - even though I really didn't know or understand what
real "cock" meant. I saw it in that movie and it was for me, not for girls.
The girls were for other people, not for me. I wanted to know the joy of
that rod of meat. Those girls experienced it, and I wanted to discover what
it was all about.

Then, about 2 months later something amazing happened. His parents were out
for the night and we settled down to watch some videos in the lounge room.
We sat facing each-other on the sofa, with a big sheet over us as summer
was starting to end. I can't remember what the movie was, but there was a
pretty hot sex scene that got us a little interested. We started joking and
kicking at each-others legs, saying stupid kiddy things. Then, accidently,
my leg went between his legs and my socked foot connected with his cock. We
looked at each-other, shocked. "You kicked me in the balls!", Mark yelled,
even though I knew I hadn't got him hard. "I hardly touched you! I'm sorry.
Does it hurt?", I asked. "They just feel a little weird now..." he replied,
looking at me with an expression I had never seen before. I didn't know
what to say, but I said, "My brother said you should keep them warm when
this happens...it makes the pain go away." He kept his gaze on me. I felt
really bad, so I apologized to him again and again, but he kept giving me
this weird look. Suddenly, in the back of my mind I thought, "This is it.
My chance." I was taking the biggest leap of my life, but I took it. "I can
make them feel better...I can keep them warm and massage them...if you want
me to...", I said, trying to hold his gaze. He tilted his head to the side,
squinted his eyes and said, "Well...it is your fault." "I know it's my
fault...and I want to make it better." "Okay", he said, and pulled the
covers back. He was lying there with only a t-shirt and his y-front pants
on. I moved up next to him, hardly able to breathe. I looked down at the
bulge in his pants, then at his eyes. I froze. "Well?"  he said, "What are
you going to do?"

I gulped and slowly started to move my hand towards his groin. Before I
knew it my hand was cupped around his ball sack and Mark groaned. It was
like a dream, and to tell the truth I really didn't know what to do next.
Now, of course, I know all about "foreplay" and "working towards the goal",
but at that time the only reference I had was what I had seen in the movie,
and my own inner desires. I wanted to get down to business as quickly as
possible.

"Maybe you should take your pants off...I think that will help." Mark
didn't have to be told twice. He whipped them off in an instant and he was
back on the sofa again with a truly wonderful look on his face. There it
was...his lovely cock. He didn't have much hair on his sack and he wasn't
as big as the men in the movie, but it was my first cock. He was hard, so
the tip of his rod was actually hidden under his t-shirt. So I started to
pull up his top and Mark eagerly grabbed it, pulled it up over his head and
off. Now he was totally naked, lying like a beautiful Adonis on the sofa,
with me kneeling on the floor. He just looked like a big meal; I didn't
know where to start!!

The only thing to do was...do it. My right hand reached out for his rod,
and Mark raised his hips in anticipation. When my hand first touched his
naked cock, it was like a bolt of lightning hit both of us. He groaned, I
gasped. We both knew that we had started something and there was no going
back. Mark looked at me and said, "Do whatever you want..." I started to
stroke his hard cock up and down, feeling the warmth shooting out all over
his body. I looked him in the eyes and heard these words come out of my
mouth. "I want to do something I saw in a movie...I want to suck it." "Are
you sure?" he asked. "Well, it looks like a lot of fun..." "Please..." he
said. He put his hand on the back of my head and gently pushed it towards
his throbbing cock. By the time I was close, there was some clear liquid
coming out of the tip. At first I was a little scared that it was piss, but
then I thought that it couldn't be. With my hand I pulled his cock off his
belly so it was standing up nice and proud. I slowly lowered my head and
began licking the tip, tasting pre-cum for the first time. He still hadn't
taken his hand from the back of my head, and as he moaned he ran his hands
through my hair. As I licked from the base of his cock to the glans, I
looked up at him to see him smiling back at me. "It feels great..." I
looked back at the task in my hand, and for the first time took him into my
mouth. His hips shot up and his rod hit the back of my throat, making me
wretch. I pushed his groin down with my left hand, whilst beginning to bob
up and down. At first, I found it hard to control my mouth, but as I gave
in to the feeling of his silky smooth skin sliding around in my mouth and
the natural rhythm that we were both building, things started to take care
of themselves.

He now put his other hand on the back of my head and to push his whole
groin upwards. We were in a steady rhythm now and his body began to twitch
from time to time. The taste of pre-cum was thick in my mouth and was
driving me crazy. His moans were urging me on and my mouth was nice and
controlled. I began to suck harder as I was bringing my head up, and Mark
started moaning and twitching more. Then suddenly he pulled my head off his
cock and jumped back from me, kneeling in the corner of the sofa like a
frightened animal.

"What's wrong? You like it don't you?" I blurted out. I began to panic,
thinking that he had had second thoughts. The thought that he might tell
the other kids at school what I did popped into my mind and I got terribly
scared. He said, "I don't know what's happening...my dick feels all
strange...like it's going to explode..." "What? You've never cum before?
That's what it feels like. It's nothing strange, it's normal." I made a
movement forward but he moved back. "Are you sure it's normal? What if
something goes wrong and I have to go to hospital? What will we tell my
parents??!!" I realized that he was more afraid than me, but not because of
what we were doing, but because it felt so damn good his cock was going to
blow up!!! "I promise you...just follow the feeling. It feels great. I
started playing with myself a little while ago...at first I felt guilty
but, well, it just feels so good and now I can't stop. Please, let me show
you how good it feels..." He lay back down again and gave me a hard
look. "Well, as long as you promise..."

With that, I got back down to it. His cock was still mega hard, and more
pre-cum was oozing out than before. I began taking him as deeply into my
mouth as I could, and kind of wanking him with my hands. Before this, his
body was twitching randomly, but now there was a pattern that got clearer
and clearer. By now he was gasping and my head was bopping up and down on
his cock so fast I could hardly feel my mouth. Then, he grabbed my head and
pulled it down as his groin shot upwards. I felt my mouth fill with warm
liquid and a lovely smell like pollen burst up into my nose. "HE CAME!"! I
thought. I slowly lifted my head, letting his cock gently slide out. Then,
I got some energy together to gulp down all the cum in my mouth. I could
feel it stick to my throat as it slowly went down...but fuck did it feel
good. My first cock and my first wad of cum; I had done it!!

I went upstairs and got us some orange juice, and when I came back I found
him still lying on the sofa, still gorgeously naked, but now asleep. I put
the sheet over him and went into the other room to watch some TV. About an
hour later he came into the room and sat down beside me.

"Do you feel weird?", he asked. "No...how about you?" "I feel ok. I had a
nice doze." We sat together in silence for about half an hour, watching the
television screen but not what was on.

"No-one else is going to know about this, right?" he asked. "I'm not going
to tell any-one. It would be really stupid don't you think?" "Absolutely,"
he said. "This should be our little secret."

I began to worry that what he was saying was basically, "Thanks for sucking
me off, but that is it." I had to know what was going to happen. "Did you
like it?" I asked him, looking him in the eyes for the first time since it
happened. "Yes, I loved it." Phew. "Do you want to do it again?" he asked
me. "Yes, I'd love to." When?", he asked, with a cheeky grin on his face.