Date: Fri, 8 Apr 2011 20:42:24 +0000 From: Carl Hollamby Subject: The innocence of youth It was nearing the end of the summer holidays. My best friend Arthur - who everyone called Art - and I had decided that we would head to the local leisure centre to go swimming. This was one of our favourite things to do together. We spent most of the day at the pool, messing around, diving off the diving boards, racing each other on the water flumes and just generally having a good time. Eventually it was starting to get late and we knew that the leisure centre would be closing soon so the two of us decided that we would get out of the pool and go and get changed. We entered the changing rooms and took our clothes and towels out of our lockers and began to dry ourselves. Since the pool was closing soon it turned out that we were the only ones in the changing rooms at that time. I saw Art wrap his towel around his waist in order to cover himself up as he dropped his swimming trunks. As he did so a strange thought came into my head and before I even realised what I was doing the words had escaped my mouth. 'Hey Art, I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours.' Art and I had never seen each other naked before. We had often changed in the same vicinity as each other when we went swimming or did P.E. at school but never had we crossed that line into looking at each other's private parts. 'What? Are you being serious?' was his response. 'Aren't you curious about how other guys look down there? Whether or not they look like you?' I reasoned with him. 'I guess I've always been a little curious' He conceded. 'But I've never shown anyone else my willy before.' 'How about we both show then? C'mon I hear that it's pretty common amongst guys our age to be curious and we can keep it between us.' 'Ok then.' He agreed. 'But only if you show first.' I had dried myself off but still had my swimming trunks on so I slowly pulled them down and revealed my 2 inch uncut willy. Art seemed intrigued and leaned in closer so he could get a good look. The attention was new to me and my cock started to get harder until it reached its full 3 inch capacity. 'Your turn now.' I said as I continued to stand there in the changing rooms with my boner sticking out in front of me. Art had his towel wrapped around him and he carefully unwrapped it to reveal that his dick was already semi hard, probably from seeing mine. But what really caught my attention was its size. As his dick stiffened to a full rod it stuck out at least 5 inches from his belly. This was entirely surprising since Art was actually a year older than I was but had been put back a year after failing to keep up academically. 'Your willy is so much bigger than mine.' I said. 'Yours still looks good though.' He replied. 'Can I touch it?' 'Sure, I guess so. But only if I can touch yours.' With that Art reached out his hand and I reached out mine. It felt so alien to have somebody else's hand on my dick but it felt good. My cock seemed to respond to the touch of his hand and became even harder, if indeed that was possible. His own cock felt so warm in my hand and I could only just get my hand all the way around it. Just then we heard to door to the changing rooms open as an elderly gentleman entered and we quickly withdrew from each other and resumed getting dressed, though still stealing glances at each other as we did so. We left the leisure centre and began to walk home. As we walked we talked more about what we had done in the changing rooms. We both clearly found it exciting and liked the fact that we were comfortable enough with one another to explore these taboo issues. The conversation quickly turned from showing cocks to masturbation and Art began to ask me questions. 'Have you ever jacked off before?' He asked me. 'I've heard other guys talk about it.' I replied. 'But I've never really known what it is to do it myself.' 'It's awesome. It's when your cock gets all hard and then you stroke until you get a really good feeling and cum shoots out. How about you stay at mine tonight and we can try it together?' 'Sure, sounds great.' So off we went to Art's house, both with at least a semi in our pants as we walked there, both of us excited by the conversation we were having. When we got there we asked his parents if it was ok for me to stay and then I phoned my parents to check with them too. Both sets of parents agreed so we were all set for the night. We had dinner and then headed straight up to Art's room on the pretence of heading to bed, both of us eager to continue our exploration of one another. We both got changed into pajamas. Since we had come straight from swimming I didn't have any of my stuff with me but this wasn't a problem since Art and I often shared anyway so I just borrowed a pair of his and got changed into them. Art's mum came and said goodnight to us and then we knew that we would be fine since she never comes to check once she has said goodnight and his parents sleep in a different part of the house. So we lay next to each other in Art's bed, looked at each other and started giggling as we were both excited by what fun lay in store for the rest of the night. 'Let's pull our dicks out and start wanking then.' You can watch me to see how it's done.' He said. We both pulled our willies out and both of us had full on boners. He began to stroke his up and down with his whole fist and I watched as his hand went up and down the length of his cock at a steady pace. 'You do it too now.' He said after a little while and I also began running my hand up and down my 3 incher as I began my quest for my first orgasm. 'Hang on a sec.' He said. 'How about we get out of these pajamas so that we are not so confined?' It sounded like a good idea to me so we both took off our tops and pulled down our pajama bottoms and our pants until we were lying next to each other in his bed, completely naked. Once we were we resumed stroking our cocks. I really enjoyed the sight of Art working his stiff member and seeing him and feeling him right next to me certainly helped bring me closer to that magical feeling that he had described earlier. However, after having felt his cock in my hand in the changing rooms earlier I was not content with us just lying their stroking ourselves. 'Hey Art, D'you think it would be cool if instead of stroking our own willies, we stroked each other's instead?' 'Yeah, that sounds like a great idea' And with that he took my cock in his right hand and I took his in my left and we began working each other's stiff tools, matching each other's rhythm. We began to speed up a little and Art seemed to be getting really into it. He was breathing really heavily and then suddenly without warning he tensed up and then cum started to shoot out from the head of his dick. I kept stroking and he shot out 6 healthy spurts of cum all over his chest and then it just started to dribble down the side of his softening cock. 'That was awesome.' He said. 'Now time to give you that orgasm that you've been missing out on all your life.' He said with a smile as he leant towards me and really began to go to town on my stiff rod. Watching him cum like that had only got me more excited, he was stroking my cock really fast and it wasn't long before I could feel my balls tightening and then with a loud exhale of breath I watched in awe as my first rope of cum shot out of my cock all the way up past my shoulder and landed on the pillow between Art's head and mine. Then 4 more powerful shots erupted from my cock, the first hitting my chin and the rest landing on my stomach and then onto Art's hand. I just lay there, shuddering with the intense feeling of orgasm that I had never experienced before. 'See. I told you that you would like it' said Art, smiling at me as I continued to lay there. We grabbed an old t-shirt from Art's dresser and used it to wipe up all the cum that we had shot. After such an intense experience we knew that we would not be going to sleep that night but would be staying up repeating that experience with one another. And we knew that from that day on our bond of friendship would be stronger than it ever was before.