From: Ronny Wernick Subject: Seventh Grade Daydreaming by Ronny A Wernick (b, b/b) Date: Sun, 27 Apr 1997 01:14:16 GMT Copyright 1997 Ronny Wernick. ALL Rights Reserved. Seventh Grade Daydreaming b, b/b by Ronny A Wernick One day in school in seventh grade I was daydreaming and got a boner, which is common for boys that age. I had on loose pants, and put my hand in my pocket to adjust it so it wasn't sticking out and so it would be more comfortable in my underwear. That felt good, and I left my fingers on it, lightly holding it between my thumb and forefinger. It started feeling better and better, and without realizing it, I began to hold it tighter, moving my fingers just slightly. I was preoccupied with it, but aware enough of my surroundings that I did it surreptitiously. After a while, I realized I was close to coming. It came as a surprise, but it was too late to stop. I looked around to see if anyone was looking, but no one appeared to notice me, and suddenly my penis erupted inside my underwear, throbbing as I ejaculated several jets of hot cum. I was stiff and still, holding my breath. As it died down, I could feel the wetness spread in my pants, and it bled through to my fingers, which were still gripping my penis. There wasn't anything I could do but endure the wetness. I looked around again, and was surprised to see Billy, my best friend, looking at me with a sly smile. I was stunned at the thought he might know what I'd just done. I'd wondered whether he masturbated, and was always eager to see him undressed, but had little opportunity since he was very shy about being seen naked. When the bell rang, I got up quickly to go to the bathroom, hoping to be able to clean up a little. Billy ran to catch up to me, and I felt embarrassed even before he talked. "Hey, I saw what you did in there," Billy said. "Can't believe you did that." "I didn't mean to, it just sorta came on me." "I'll say it came on you," he said looking at my crotch. I looked down, and saw a wet stain spreading in my crotch. "Oh, great." "Just splash a little water on yourself in the bathroom, and people will think that's all it is," he said, surprisingly helpful. "You do that, too, don't you? I asked, hoping to find out something I'd been eager to know for a long time. "Yeah, but not in class, dummy," he said with a smile. "I dare you to do that." "What, in class? Don't be an idiot." "Really. No one else noticed me do it, and it felt great. Dare you!" Just then we got to the bathroom, and Billy waited while I went into a stall and opened my pants. My penis and belly were a wet mess, with sticky cum all over me. I wiped myself off as best I could and pulled my pants back up. It was better, but my underwear were still wet. I went out and to a sink to do what Billy suggested. Then I turned to him. He looked amused. "Well, want to take me up on it?" He thought for a minute, then smiled and said, "OK, I'll give it a try." "I promise I won't kid you any more than you did me," I said. "Gee, thanks." We went to the next class, which was the last of the day. Billy and I sat in the back. I looked over at him, and he looked hesitant, but finally nodded an OK, and I saw him put his hand into his right pocket. I could see a bulge in his crotch, so obviously he already had a boner from thinking about it. I didn't want to be too obvious about it, but looked over at Billy every so often. I could just barely see his hand moving, and after a few minutes he started to look a little flushed. Suddenly he stiffened, and I could tell from the look on his face that he was coming. He looked really intense. After a minute he relaxed, and looked over at me with an embarrassed smile. I smiled back. His face was red. I wondered if I had looked that way. It was pretty obvious something was going on, at least to me who knew what it was. When the bell rang, Billy and I were slow to go, with him holding back a little. I could see he was walking as though a little uncomfortable. I knew just how he felt. We didn't have time to go to the bathroom since the bus would leave soon, so we hustled to it. Billy held his books in front of himself. When we sat down, I could see the wet stain forming in his crotch. I whispered to him, "How was it?" "Felt good, and was kind of exciting. But it's a mess for sure." "Don't worry, we can stop at my house and you can get cleaned up." It was a short ride, and only a block walk to my house. When we got there, we both ran up the stairs quickly so my mother wouldn't see. Once in my room, I started to undress so I could change out of the wet clothes. "Want to borrow a pair of dry underwear?" "Yeah, that'd be great." He pulled his pants and underwear off, and I could see his penis and crotch were all slimy and wet from the cum. It looked neat. I was still undressed, and began to get a boner again. "You know, I'm all excited again. I feel like jacking off already. That OK?" "Yeah, go ahead." And I could see Billy was starting to get a boner, too. I'd been wanting to see that for a long time. "Maybe I will, too." I sat back on my bed, fingering my penis, and Billy did the same. Soon we were both good and hard, and I could see that Billy's was just about the same size as mine, but a little longer. I'd longed to see him like that, and there he was, in all his glory, jacking off right beside me. We both went to it with a passion, both watching each other. Billy came first, with several jets of cum onto his stomach, and I followed shortly. We both lay there catching our breath, and Billy smiled. "I didn't know you did this." "Well, I didn't know you did, either. I guess not the kind of thing you just mention in casual conversation. Probably if you hadn't seen me doing it in class today we might never have known." Billy Chuckled. "We should be more open with each other. This was fun." "I agree." And I thought it was neat to watch the semen running down his side, and the last little bit dribbling out the end of his penis as it got limp and contracted.