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SUMMER OF EIGHTH GRADE -- Chapter Two

I woke up in the shack lying next to my new friend Art. Art was going into 10^th, I was going into 9^th at the end of that summer. Like any teen boy, I was hard as a rock and sporting a morning woody. Art was still asleep facing me.

Just hours before we went to sleep, we had jacked off lying next to each other. I reached over with my hand and felt Art's curly dark hair, it was so soft. I moved down and cupped his chin and he started to wake up. Art woke up and smiled at me and said, "Good morning Davey, how you are feeling?" I said "great". I then said, "Pretty cool what we did last night."

Art said to me, "Did you like it?"

I said "Oh, yah".

Art said, "You know Davey, since there isn't anybody around, we can do some other experiments, if you want to."

I said, sure "What do you have in mind?"

Art paused and then he reached over and put his hand on my chest and just started to message my chest and slowly working his way down. I laid back and shut my eyes. I was still hard and now had that clear pre-cum spotting my speedos. Art did not say a word, he just continued to rub my chest and down my stomach and round my belly button.

I remember making a cooing noise indicating my happiness with him rubbing me there. Art then placed his fingers under the front waistband of my speedos, he was rubbing me. I kind of lifted my bum off the ground and he took the invite and started to pull down my speedos.

My hard penis sort of got caught in the fibric of the speedos and Art has to use his two hand to hold my penis down and pull off my speedos. I never opened my eyes, but I was so fucking hard.

I could tell Art was moving around and I opened my eyes and Art had moved down and was over naked penis with his face. At that time, I had a thinner 5-inch boy cock with nice soft down like hair above it. I had no hair on my balls or even on my legs.

Art was looking at my penis and the held it in his hand, he was stroking it lightly. I was so fucking horny. I wanted to see Art's cock. I said to Art, "Can I see you?" Art then scooted onto his butt with his legs towards my head and pulled off his underwear. He was thicker than me and had more hair around his cock and his legs. He was more developed then I was, he was more of a man versus me a younger teen boy.

I reached over with my left hand and started to stroke his legs and reaching for his cock. He accommodated me by sliding down into what I know now as the 69 position.

I really wanted to suck his dick but was afraid. So, I just grabbed it and squeezed it. I rubbed the tip and it had that clear pre-cum. My head was only inches away. But I did not want to make the first move. Art, he did. He took my hard dick into his mouth and started to suck on it. With that, I did the same to Art. I would follow his lead.

It did not take long for me to cum, Art was really good at sucking. When I started to cum, I stopped sucking Art and laid back and I had an intense orgasm. Art continued to suck me and took in my cum.

After I was done, I said to Art, "I am sorry I stopped, now you roll onto your back". Art rolled onto his back and his penis rested hard on his stomach. I moved down and was now positioned over Art with my head between his legs, I took his cock into my mouth and sucked and licked like he had just done to me a few minutes early.

It was not very long and Art said "I am about to cum....I am about to cum". I sucked harder and deeper and Art shot his cum into my mouth. It tasted not much different than my own, I swallowed it all.

When we finished, Art put his underwear back on and I put on my speedo and we laid back down next to each other on top of our sleeping bags.

I did not say anything. But I was so happy inside, I really could not believe how lucky I was to find this guy like me.

Art was always more mature, he looked over and said with a caring voice, "You ok, all good?" I chuckled a little and said, "That was great, you are great at it."

I then moved and placed a kiss on his cheek, he looked at me and then got this little smile, I then kissed his smile. Just a peck at first, he continued to smile at me and I gave him another kiss on his lips, with that he opened his mouth and we kissed deeply and made out. I grabbed his head and ran my fingers thought his curly hair kissing him deeply with my tongue. I got hard again and reached down to feel Art's penis, he also was hard again and he reached over and was feeling me.

I stopped kissing him and lifted my head and said, "I want to suck you again." I did not wait for a response just moved on down his chest kissing his nipples and then his inner belling button and then I found that beautiful hard penis again. I took Art into my mouth and made love to him until he shot his second load of cum into my mouth.

While I was sucking his penis, I was pulling on myself and masturbated at the same time as Art shoot his load into my mouth.

Wow what a morning! Two horny teen boys only knowing each other for 24 hours and we shared sex together three times. I was so happy, Art was the cutest boy I had ever seen, and I was in love with him. What a strange feeling. I could only assume that he was in love we me.

I was now feeling confident with myself.

I asked Art, "How do you know about this stuff?"

Art said, "I had a sitter back in Akron that would watch me sometimes when my parents went out, he lived down the street and was in high school, 11^th grade."

Art continued, "Well it was a couple of years ago, I was between 7^th and 8^th grade, his name was Jim, he was only about 3 years older than me, but my parents still believed I needed to have a sitter."

"Jim was pretty cool; he and I would just hang out or sometimes we would play board games or watch TV."

Art then rolled onto his side and was facing me. He continued, "One day when Jim was sitting me, he was inside watching TV and I went out into the back yard and was swinging on the swing set, I was doing this trick that I would swing as high as I could and then jump off."

Art had this big grin on his face as he was describing this to me. I said, "I know what you're saying, I like to do the same thing".

Art laughed and continued "Well I ended up misjudging the jump and landed hard on my butt, it hurt."

"I went into the house and told Jim, he jumped up and said, `Shit, I am so sorry Art, I should have been there.'

As Art was telling me this story, you could see he was thinking about it and had his little grin.

Art continued, "I laid face down on the couch and Jim was rubbing my back between my shoulders, I said to Jim its further down that hurts, Jim moved down and continued to rub me until he was rubbing my bum, I said that's it"

"It did feel good Davey, but then I started to get that feeling down there, you know what I mean? I started to get hard."

I gave him that knowing look. Art continued and said, "Jim continued to rub me and then Jim said, Art would it be easier if you removed your jeans?"

"I was afraid he would see my boner, but his rubbing was making me feel better and the jeans did restrict his hands, so I remained on my stomach and reached down and un-bulked my belt and undid the button and zipped down the fly, all while not letting him see my boner, I then started to pull off my paints and Jim helped with that."

"I was then laying on my stomach with a t-shirt on, underwear and socks, Jim continued to rub my butt through my underwear."

"He then asked me in a quiet voice, `Art, would you want me to do it without the underwear?'

Art then said to me "Davey, I was so hard and was really liking him rubbing me there, I did not say anything, I just sort of lifted my hips off the couch and Jim pulled off my underwear and I laid back down".

"Jim then was rubbing my bare bum and was putting his fingers between my butt cheeks, rubbing me and I was so so hard."

"Jim then said, `How about the other side?'"

"So, I rolled over onto my back and my dick was sticking up against my stomach."

I said to Art, did you have hair yet? Art said, "A little, not as much as now, I had been pulling on it for about 6 months and was able to cum a little."

I said to Art, "Wow, what happened then?"

Art then said, "Jim just took my dick into his mouth and was sucking on me."

"It felt so much better than I could ever have imagined."

"He was really sucking and licking me, I then said to Jim, `I am going to cum', Jim continued anyway, and I came, it felt so good."

After that, Jim said to me, "I am so sorry Art, it just got out of hand, you okay?"

"I said, yah, I am good, I do feel better now." "Jim laughed and said, `Let's keep this to ourselves, I said sure."

When Art was done telling his story, I said to Art, "Did you do it again with Jim?"

Art said, "No, it was just that one time."

"Next time my parents asked Jim to watch me, he was busy." "I guess he was afraid."

We both got quite for a few minutes, each deep in thought. Then Art said, "Hey, let's get going, I am hungry".

With that we got dressed, cleaned up the shack and heading back to my house.