Date: Thu, 9 Feb 2023 14:04:14 -0500
From: Jonh Frazer <freezingjohnz@gmail.com>
Subject: Sam and Friends Chapter one

Hello y'all! So this is my very first time writing this kind of story. It
is based on a true story but is vastly embellished for the sake of it. It's
mostly some scenes of my childhood and how I kinda wish they would have
ended, plus some made up scenes. All names have been replaced also.

I like writing and my chapter will most likely be the equivalent of 7-10
novel pages each.

*Note that this story will contain sexual activities between minors (As
young as 11) and is purely artistical. If you do not like the sound of it,
please leave now.

**This story will not be all about sex, especially during the early chapter
where I intend to build some context and tension. If you're looking for an
action packed story, this is not it (Although later chapters will most
likely see more actions)

***Lastly, please forgive the grammatical mistakes you may find. I'm doing
my best, but English is not my main language.

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The Sleepover

My heart is pounding like crazy in my chest. It feels like Mike Tyson is in
there, punching my rib cage from the inside, while my hand is slowly
caressing my friend's lower abdomen, trying to be very careful not to wake
him up. I can hear him, breathing calmly, while my fingers are slowly
sliding down on his smooth skin, making their ways to his boxer's
waistband...

***

Before I continue, I guess I should give you more context right?

My name's Sam and I'm 12. At 5 feet, I'm a bit taller than average boys my
age in my school, but not by much. I'm neither fat nor skinny either. I
like playing sports with my friends during lunch break or after school, but
I'm not playing in a team as I don't believe I'm good enough. My hair is
auburn, which has gotten me in too many fights in the past with people
calling me names like "Carrots hair" or stuff like that. I have white,
milky skin but no freckles. I've started puberty, but still don't have much
to show beside a couple armpits and pubic hairs.

I've started high school a couple months but haven't made that many friends
- which is perfect for me, never liked being surrounded -. I do have
friends obviously. My best friend is named Simon. We went to primary school
together and always get along very well. He's about the same height as me,
with brown hair and hazelnut coloured eyes. I've always been a bit jealous
of him. See, I've always been seen as a smart boy. Up until now, my parents
would be surprised to see me coming home with test results below a 90%
score. But compared to Simon, I was plain stupid. The guy was a real genius
in every category, and, to top it off, was more than decent in sports. If
that wasn't enough, he was pretty good looking too - Not that I had
anything to envy him in that category, as I was good looking myself, even
with my hair color that I didn't like -.

I would spend most of my time at school with Simon. He was much better than
I was at making friends, so he would often bring friends along to dine with
us. I would usually interact minimally with most of them, out of
politeness, but as I said earlier, I've never been a big fan of crowds and
rather just chat with just Simon and a couple other friends I liked.

One day during Lunch, I was eating my sandwich when Simon joined me with
another guy. I didn't know it at the time, but it would be the start to a
whole lot of... I guess you could call it adventures? The other boy
presented himself as Julien. He was a blond boy with green eyes. He was
smaller than me by a good 2-3 inches and was so thin I was wondering if he
was eating properly. He looked like a pretty shy guy, which for some
reasons turned me on even more.

Things immediately clicked between me and Julien and we quickly became very
good friends. Within a month, seeing him was one of the highlights of my
school days and it wasn't long before I came to a realization : I liked
Julien way more than a friend should like his friend. Until now, it never
really crossed my mind that I might be gay - or bi -. I had girlfriends in
the past, but never did anything besides kissing. Sure I sometimes would
see a boy and think he was cute, but I never really had sexual thoughts
about a boy. But something about him felt different.

One day, a couple weeks after I met him, I was looking for my biology book
in my locker (that looked like a disaster zone) when Julien approached from
behind.

"Hey man", he said.

"Hey what's up!", I replied while turning my eye to him while trying not to
look like a fat guy looking at the juiciest steak he's ever seen.

"Want to sleep over at my place Friday night? My parents got me a new Xbox
game and you can play with 2 players!"

Hearing those words, I felt my dick hardening a little bit. It wasn't a
full hard on and probably wasn't visible, but I still made sure to cover it
with my backpack.

"Sure that'd be great, what do you want me to bring? Do I need my pillow
and covers?", I asked, trying not to sound too excited.

"Just your xbox controller is cool. We can share my bed, it's queen sized
so there'll be plenty of room and you'll be more comfortable than sleeping
on the ground."

"Sure, that's cool with me!", I replied while growing a full erection just
by the thought of sharing a bed with him.

I should probably tell you that this was only the second time I would go to
his place, and the first time I would sleep over there and he had never
slept at my place either. His parents, although pretty nice, were a bit
conservative about letting their son visit his friend's houses on weekends
and vice versa. He could only visit or invite one friend at a time once per
month, and he had other good friends, other than me which meant this was a
special occasion for both of us.

***

Needless to say the rest of the week felt way too long, until Friday
finally arrived. I had made arrangements with my parents to lift me to
Julien's place right after dinner, so I arrived at his house around 6:30pm
with my xbox controller in hand. Before I could even knock on the door, he
opened it and smiled at me.

"Glad you came, it's gonna be soo much fun! I tried the game a bit and it's
great!" He said while moving away from the door frame so I could enter. I
quickly waved goodbye to my parents, still in the driveway, then shut the
door.

I removed my coat and hung it before following my friend. Julien lived
alone with his parents in a small bungalow. There were 2 bedrooms upstairs
as well as a kitchen and living room, and a big family room in the basement
where we would most likely spend our evening. Both his parents were in the
living room, watching TV. I only saw them once, but they seemed rather
nice, but kinda strict too.

"Hello Sam, nice to see you again!" he dad said.

"LikeWise sir! And thank you for having me for the night!" I replied with a
warm smile.

Before he could reply, Julien grabbed me by the hand and dragged me
downstairs. The family room mostly consisted of one big room with a large
couch, a lazy boy and a large TV. In the back of the room, there was also a
lit wood stove to keep the house warm. We both jumped on the couch and
started playing this new hockey game that had just been released.

We had played for about an hour when he pressed pause and said :

"Is it me or is it super hot in here?"

*You're super hot, yes!* I thought to myself, before actually replying.

"Yeah, well it seems like your dad cut down an entire forest and shoved it
in the stove!"

Julien giggled while gently punching my shoulder, then proceeded to remove
his T-shirt, revealing his smooth chest. It was the first time I'd seen him
shirtless and fuck, was it nice! I stared at him for what felt like way too
long then suddenly looked away.

"You okay?" He asked, after seeing my weird behavior.

"Oh yeah.. Sorry.. Must be the heat haha!" I replied, a bit nervously.

"Oh fuck man, you should remove your shirt too then, you look pretty pale
too you're gonna faint?"

"No... No, I'm fine. You're right, I should remove my shirt. Can you give
me a hand, I'm really dizzy..." I asked, knowing that I could have easily
removed my shirt myself, but not willing to pass such an opportunity.

"Huh, yeah sure no problem bro!" He said before getting next to me. I felt
his hands grabbing the bottom of my shirt and pulling it upward. I felt his
hands briefly grazing my sides and it gave me the chills. While my arms
were both in the air and that the shirt was mostly removed, he said :

"Cool! You have armpit hairs! I don't have any yet. You're lucky!"

"Yeah, It started growing not long ago, yours will grow soon too for sure!"

He looked at me and raised his arms to let me see his armpits.

"I doubt it man. It's as smooth as a baby's butt, look"

He didn't have to tell me twice. I took a good look at his armpit, even got
my face a bit closer, but not close enough for it to be weird.

"Mines were just like that too up until a couple months ago, then it
grew. Don't worry man!"  He seemed happy with my answer, so we went back to
playing video games for a couple hours.

Around 11pm, we were both pretty tired and decided to call it a day. We
grabbed our shirts and went upstairs to his room. Although this was only
the second time I've been there, I was amazed at how big his room was. His
room was located at the opposite side of the house compared to his
parent's, giving him some intimacy, and he even has a personal bathroom
with a small shower. As I said, his room was very big. There was a queen
sized bed with a small tv and lots of space to play around. Once in his
room, we both stopped in front of the bed.

"Hum, I forgot to ask before," he started "but I usually sleep in my
boxers, are you cool with it?"

My heart was pounding like crazy and my mouth got dried, but I managed to
reply :

"Yeah sure, I do that too"

"Cool, anyway it's a big bed, it's not like we'll be spooning, right?" He
said while laughing.

*Oh fuck, can we???* Is what I wanted to say, but instead I just laughed.

Seconds later, his pants were dropping on the ground, leaving my friend in
nothing but tight boxers. My eyes were instantly drawn to his groin area
where I could clearly see a small bump. In less than a second, I felt my
dick starting to grow. I quickly removed my pants and jumped in the bed
then under the cover. My friend didn't seem to notice anything, as he
simply closed the light before joining me in bed.

We spoke for maybe 15 minutes before agreeing that we should get some
sleep.

Thirty minutes later, I was unable to sleep. The simple thought of having
my almost naked friend laying less than a foot from me, made my 12 years
old dick as hard as it could get. I was almost positive that Julien had
fallen asleep a little while ago as he was breathing steadily and would
sometimes snores lightly.

At this moment, I don't know what got into me. I guess I was listening to
my dick's head instead of my actual head. Very slowly, I moved my hand
towards my friend who was sleeping with his back towards me. I moved my
hand a centimeter at a time, until I could feel his back with the tip of my
fingers. I stopped moving for a minute that felt like an hour, then moved
my hand until my palm was against the middle of his back, then stopped
again. I then started to slide my hand down, slowly, but surely, until I
touched his boxers. I stopped again, resting my hand just a few centimeters
from my friend's ass. I took a deep breath, then lowered my hand again
until it touched his butt cheek. Even though the thin piece of fabric was
preventing me from touching his skin, by dick was about to explode. I moved
my fingers slightly until I could feel his butt crack and pushed my finger
until I could clearly feel the shape of his ass.

At this point, I simply couldn't hold it anymore. I stuck my free hand
inside my boxers and grabbed my dick. A couple strokes is all it took
before I unloaded a couple droplets on cum in my boxers. I suddenly
realized what I've been doing and pulled my hand from my friend's
bottom. Apparently I did it too suddenly because when I did, he started to
mumble and turned around, facing me. I immediately closed my eyes and
stopped breathing for a couple seconds, then tried to fake light snores to
pass as sleeping. I quickly noticed that Julien was still asleep, he had
simply changed position. At 12, I've been masturbating for a little while
already, and although I could sometimes do it a couple times a day, I would
never do it twice in a row. But that night, my dick felt otherwise. Having
just came less than 15 minutes ago, it was still as hard, and ready for
action : This boy I like so much was still half naked next to me, but this
time, he was facing me, which means...

I started moving my hand ever so slowly again. This time, after five
minutes or so, I was greeted by his stomach. I moved my fingers down,
touched his belly button then paused for a minute.

*If he wakes up, not only do I lose my friend, he'll tell everyone and my
life will be ruined!* I thought to myself.

This should have been all the reasons I needed to stop, but I didn't. I
kept lowering my hand until I finally reached the waistband of his
boxers. Maybe it was the lack of sleep, but I was feeling even more daring
than previously. I slightly pressed my fingers against his lower abdomen,
creating a small gap between his boxers and pelvic, just enough for me to
slowly slide my fingers at the entrance of his underwear. I should probably
have stopped there, but for some reason it felt impossible to do so. I rest
my hand there for a couple minutes, allowing him to get used to my
intrusive hand. Once I felt like enough time had passed, I lowered my end
again until I reached his pubis. It was still smooth, no traces of hair
yet. I grabbed my dick with my free hands and started jerking very slowly
while my hand kept moving a millimeter at a time, searching for the
treasure hidden inside these underwear. It didn't take long until I finally
reached my goal : my fingers reached his shaft. It was flacid and seemed
rather small, but I didn't care at all. To me, everything about him was
perfect no matter what. I rested my end at the base of his penis while
gently rubbing my own. It took only a couple seconds before having the
greatest orgasm I've had until then. Maybe too good even, because I
couldn't prevent an audible moan from escaping my mouth, and my body from
twitching rather violently. I quickly withdrew my hand from my friend's
boxers, then closed my eyes. I'm assuming that I must have fallen asleep at
this point because I don't remember anything after this.

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Any comments or suggestions would be greatly appreciated and would keep me
motivated. You can email me at freezingjohnz@gmail.com