Date: Tue, 02 Sep 2003 19:11:55 -0700 From: dude sweet Subject: Paint Your Balls So it was the last day of summer. Well the last day of the way I figure summer, which means the day before school starts. When I get shot dead in the game and have to go to the deadman zone sometimes I get bored. I'm pretty shy in real life, but if somebody talks to me, I will talk to them. Well sometimes, I go away from everybody to cut open paintballs and pour the paint on my dick and balls to make it cool with colors. It's gay, I know. But that's ok, because I'm gay too. So around lunch time, I was in the bathroom pissing and this older guy, about college age I guess, came to piss next to me. He saw my pink dick and said, "Why is your dick pink fag?" And he said it real mean, not joking. Well I was scared, because I heard that sometimes people like to beat up gay people. But my dad was outside and he would come in if I yelled out. I almost did. Nothing happened, but I was a little scared. After he left, my heart was still pounding while I was washing my hands. A boy came out of one of the stalls and washed next to me. He looks at me and says "Is your dick really pink? From the paintballs?" Well he looks like he's only 12 or 13 and smaller than me, so I figure he won't try to beat me up. Plus his voice hasn't even changed. I decide to answer. "Yeah." He smiles and laughs. Cool. He's looking down at my dick area. "Want to see?" I ask. He runs out of the bathroom. Shit I freaked him out. I hope he's not getting his dad or big brother to beat me up. But right away he comes back in and says "Yeah, quick before somebody comes in." Oh, he must have looked out to see if anybody's coming into the bathroom. I go the urinal in case somebody comes in. He goes to the other one. I pull mine out. He looks and laughs a little and says "Cool." So we go out together and sit next to each other before the next game. He picks up a paintball from the ground and tries to break it open. He tries another few. After he gives up, I say "You want me to show you how to do it?" He nods. I continue "Get a bunch of balls off the ground." Together we pick them up and fill our pockets. As they start the game, I say "Let's pretend we've been hit and go out." We do. We go into the jungle-looking area in the out of bounds. We sit on the ground where there are no ants. We empty our pockets of the old paintballs and place them on the ground in front of us. I pull out my tiny pocket knife that I've had for many years, since I was eight I think. So I cut open one of the paintballs. It's green on the outside, but orange paint on the inside. "You want to go first, or you want me to?" I ask. He responds by getting up on his knees and opening his pants and pulling down his boxers. I stare. I've seen dicks before, not many, but a few, but this is the first time I ever saw an uncircumcised one. He has no hair and his dick with the extra skin is hanging down about 3 inches. I stupidly say "You're not circumcised!" That was pretty dumb. I mean, he has had his dick for 12 or 13 years now, he knows he is not circumcised. But that's what popped out of my mouth. "Yeah," he grins and pulls back his extra skin, letting me see the head. It's cute! He adjusts and pulls his boxers and pants down more. "Squirt it on my balls," he says. I do it. I get another paintball, cut it open and squirt it on his balls too. He giggles. "It's kind of warm." "Yeah," I say. "Rub it in." He takes his finger and rubs it around his balls. While he is doing it, I open two more and squirt them on his balls. "Do your balls now," he suggests. Well the funny thing is, I have a huge boner. He doesn't, but I decide to expose it anyway. I get up on my knees, pull down my pants and boxers at once, allowing my boner to pop out and bounce around. "You got a boner," he says, stupidly. I mean that was almost as stupid as me saying that his dick was not circumcised. LOL. "Yeah," I say, laughing and smiling. He looks at it. As I squirt on some paint and rub it in my balls he also says, "You got hairy balls." Well, duh, I know that. "How big is it?" he asks. "5.5," I say proudly. "How big is yours when it's hard?" Well, his is not hard yet, but bigger than it was before. "Almost five," he proclaims. He is staring at me rubbing the paint in my balls. "You going to do your dick too?" he asks me. "Yeah," I say, squirting some paint on my dick. "Can I touch it?" he asks. Hell yes! "Yeah, if you want, you can rub it in for me," I say, acting cool, like its no big deal, even though it is a HUGE big deal for me. He barely touches my dick with one finger and moves it around. I think I'm going to sperm right then, but I don't. I cut open and squirt as much paint, as fast as I can. My dick is happy. I say casually, "You can jack it for me if you want." Without saying anything, he wraps his hand around it and begins. Yes, he knows how to jack off. I can tell he has experience. "It's fatter than mine, and feels way bigger." I don't say anything. First, what can I say, of course it's fatter and bigger, I'm 2 or 3 years older than him. Second, he can say anything he wants, as long as he keeps jacking me. "Almost there," I warn him and prepare to take over if he pulls his hand away. He keeps on jacking as I shoot out like 1 foot in front of me, gasping and moving my hips as I shoot three or four times. He slows down as I stop shooting. Yes, he has lots of experience. "Will you do me now?" Hell yes, I was hoping I could do him. I never played with a foreskin before, it looked like fun. Well I don't know why, but even after expertly jacking me he didn't even have a boner. I cut open and cover his dick and my hand with paint. With 3 fingers I stroke him until he gets a boner. I am fascinated with his foreskin. It's cool. I can tell he likes it too, because he starts to make happy moans as I begin to jack him. As I speed up, he continues to show his appreciation by making cool, sexy noises. He does not announce his sperms, but a few drops come out and get on my hand. I slow down until he is done with his orgasm. We both sit on our legs, our still painty, spermy dicks exposed. Mine a boner once again. I don't know what to say. Thank you for jacking me? Thank you for letting me jack you? I guess he doesn't know what to say either, becasue he just sit there, until we look at each other a bust up laughing. We hear the whistle blowing for the end of the game. Without discussion, we pull up our pants and get dressed. As we walk back to the other guys he says "That was fun." "Yeah, thanks," I say. It was very, very much fun!