Date: Sat, 26 Feb 2011 14:12:43 -0800 (PST) From: Jimi Jones Subject: Jimi's Secret Diary: Spin the Bottle This is a work of fantasy and fiction Spin The Bottle The first time I did it ....I was just (xx) years of age...... at an afternoon birthday party for Laura, a friend from high school. After the lunch and the cake and candles and happy birthday song and some traditional parlor games-- like pin the tail on the donkey, blind mans bluff, etc. -- we moved down to the rec room downstairs where there was a record player and cokes. The games played upstairs were mostly for the benefit of Laura's mom, who suggested them. I suppose it was her way of trying to keep Laura as a little girl, even though Laura was in high school, and had a sister who was halfway through college. One by one the kids drifted away from the living room or found coats and left for home. Most of the boys and girls who hadn't gone home were assembled on couches and chairs downstairs, away from parents and grownups. Maybe one or two couple were dancing. During the games upstairs, there were plenty of opportunities for both boys and girls to 'accidentally' discover each other due to the convenient blindfolds used. It was quite easy during blind man's bluff, for instance to peek over the top or bottom of the blindfold by tilting one's head and 'accidentally' grabbing a girl's little tit, or copping a gentle feel of hiney, or thigh... and it was equally easy for a girl to grope before her and 'accidentally' run her hand over somebody's backside (or even front side). At that age we were all a bunch of nervous colts, raging hormones, shyness, and adolescent fantasy. There were lots of catcalls and laughter during these 'innocent' occurrences, and bedsides, most of the adults, except for Laura's mom, were in the kitchen drinking and smoking, and not paying too much attention to what their kids were up to in the living room. Laura's mom was kept busy as referee and chaperon, not that she had to do much, really; just keep it clean and wholesome and good-natured. As the afternoon wore on, one by one the kids began to make their goodbyes, and neighbors and relatives began to drift away with thoughts of dinner and home. Some of the kids, with no plans of their own wanted to hang out for a little while. Laura asked her mom sweetly, and she said it was okay as long as everybody behaved themselves and didn't make a lot of racket. Laura came down and announced to the ten remaining kids that the official part of the party was now over and all of the uncles and aunts had gone home. Her parents had cleaned up and were heading across the street to unwind with some friends. "Let's play some different types of games", Laura announced excitedly. Like what? "Well, how about the college version of Spin The Bottle?", she asked. "It's like the way we used to play it, but with a little twist". Her sister had told her about it during winter break. The rules added a layer of mystery absent from the child's version of the game, but let me describe how it played out. First of all, Laura went to the linen closet and came back with some sheets and clothespins. Near the back of the carpeted room, she pinned some sheets to a basement clothes line, like an impromptu stage curtain. Apparently, that's where the kissers were supposed to go after being selected by fate. Just outside the curtained area, separated by ten feet or so, Laura scatted a number of throw pillows, arranged in a rough circle. She told everybody to remove their shoes, boys had to also remove socks, and everybody had to remove any outer garments such as a sweater that was worn over a shirt, and to kneel in that circle, on individual pillows.... boys and girls alternating... Everybody began kicking off their shoes and removing sweaters, so that very soon boys and girls were down to bare feet, trousers or skirt, and shirt or blouse. In the center of the circle she had placed a standard glass milk bottle on top of a wooden checkerboard. She gave it a test spin to see how fast it would go. It spun like a roulette wheel. "As birthday girl, I go first", she announced. She put a long playing album of slow romantic music on the turntable and adjusted the volume so that is was low but not so low that it couldn't be heard... "This is a very quiet game" Laura explained. "No hooting and hollering. Let's keep the noise down". She spun the bottle and it pointed to Susan, a perky, pretty, All-American freckle-faced strawberry blonde. Susan was told to put on a blindfold and Laura led her by the hand behind the curtain, carrying her pillow. Laura closed the curtain and came out again. "Now the spin passes to the next person on my left", she announced. That was Jack, the cutest boy in the class. Jack spun the bottle in a way that it landed on himself. He smiled slyly. Laura held a finger to her lips to hush everybody. I was close by and I heard her as she whispered to Jack...."Go behind the curtain and kiss Susan. No need for a blindfold on the second person." Jack went behind the curtain and Laura followed. I peeked inside, watching as Jack knelt on his own cushion and kissed Susan, tenderly, holding her shoulders in his hands while she knelt upright, her hands behind her back. Unseen by the most of the kids, their heads bobbed lightly, and Jack's tongue playfully dallied with hers. After a few moments of this, Laura untied Susan's blindfold, and we could hear Jack and Susan giggling. I quickly returned to the circle, unnoticed. Laura stuck her head out to us. "They want extra innings!" We all laughed a little nervously and applauded and a few moments later, Jack and Susan rejoined the circle. Jack looked like the cat who got the canary. Susan was blushing deeply. The game began in earnest, and Laura would explain the finer points to us as the play progressed. I am sure now she was making up rules as she went along, but it seemed to be working. A boy would spin the bottle. Around and around it went...when it stopped spinning, whomever it pointed to had to go behind the curtain with their pillow and wait, after first being blindfolded by the pretty Laura, whose house we were visiting. As she reminded us from time to time, she was the birthday girl so she set the rules. In an early round I was chosen to kiss Helen, a shy girl from school, whom I secretly liked a lot. She had already been led away. I leaned in very close to her blindfolded face and sniffed her hair. She was sniffing too... searching for identity clues, i guess. I kissed her tentatively, but her lips were unyielding. When the blindfold was removed she looked disappointed to see my face. Oh. Hi jimi, she said. I was crushed. No extra innings with this one. I returned to the circle to try again. Once a girl spun the bottle and it landed on buxom redhead Jennifer, who stood and was escorted behind the curtain. Then a boy spun and the bottle pointed to yet another girl, the demure little brunette Helen, the skinny girl I had previously kissed, yet failed to ignite. This meant that it would be girl and girl behind the curtain! I'm sure all the boys got hard simultaneously. I know i did. My tiny penis was like a hard little gumdrop in my pants, unnoticed by all because of its small size. "Interesting situation here', whispered Laura to Helen. "Do you want to go behind the curtain and kiss Jennifer?" It was agonizing to watch Helen's embarrassment, and exciting to ponder the possibilities. Laura was teasing her terribly, saying it was her big chance. She blushed deeply and biting her lip and shaking her head said she "did not want to go through with it...not like this", she said, indicating the entire room full of classmates. Interesting comment, I thought. Helen is never more than two feet away from Jennifer all day long at school. Like a shadow. They even go into the bathroom together. Laura whispered something to Helen, and she nodded yes. Laura announced: Okay. New rule. In case of same-gender spins, you may forfeit an article of clothing if you do not want to perform the kiss. At that, Helen turned her back to the group and began to hurriedly take off her stockings and hand them to Laura, and returned barelegged to the circle. We had all craned our necks to see her quickly undoing the old fashioned snaps and garters and peel her stockings down her pretty legs. Then Helen spun the bottle and it landed on a boy, Roger, who took up his pillow and went behind the curtain to kiss the ripe, young Jennifer. Helen looked hurt. The kisses went swiftly, so many rounds soon passed. I had kissed or been kissed by every girl present, except Laura, who was mistress of ceremonies, although i suspect she had her share of kisses behind the curtain in between rounds as she tied blindfolds to the kissing victims. That's how the game was going. If the second spin was a 'same gender' spin, an article of clothing would have to be sacrificed if the second person was too chicken to kiss a member of his or her own gender. With a 50-50 chance that it would land on somebody of the same gender, pretty soon there would be a lot of half naked boys and girls arranged in this circle, eventually pairing off with a half naked member of the opposite sex. With the request for "extra innings" being almost universally accepted, this could turn out to be a very sexy evening indeed. When I say that extra innings were requested, sometimes the participants in the first blind kiss were so repulsed by the idea, or by the kisser... that the kissing chore was done quickly, and once the blindfold was off they would return to the circle and not make eye contact with each other. Some people just don't have the right chemistry. This made for a few embarrassing moments. Like my embarrassed kiss with the cool-to-me Helen. However, there were a few daring types who would accept any challenge rather than remove an article of clothing. It was those that made the game most interesting. As we were away from the curtain, we had no idea what the two girls or boys were doing. It could have been just a peck on the cheek, or it could be something deeper. It was all in fun, right? The blindfolded first person was a victim in any case, completely unaware of who was going to be kissing them, but always assuming it would be a member of the opposite sex, and hopefully somebody they liked.. Then the turn would pass to the next person who would spin the bottle again. that person would then go behind the curtain, too. If it landed on a person of the same sex, the person could elect to go behind the curtain or remove clothing and return to the circle. After a while the pile of clothing forfeited included a pair of stockings, a boy's shirt, a girl's slip, and now a boy's pair of pants. Jack had decided to lose his drawers rather than go behind the curtain with Roger, who was waiting. The three girls couldn't take their eyes off Jack as he sat back in the circle. He was very well endowed. His shorts were filled to bursting in the front. The girls laughed and giggled and elbowed each other. I had peeked too, and Laura caught this and smiled at me, mischievously, and winked at me, sending my cheeks a burning red. After a few more same-gender spins, and rejected kisses, several of the guests had departed. They were presumably mortified at being rejected, or afraid of the thought of being naked, or any other reason really, that they simply left the game, and the house. After half an hour, we were down to seven participants: five boys in various shades of undress, and two similarly attired girls, plus the fully dressed Laura. Eventually, the bottle pointed to me again, but on the first spin, and Laura took me by the hand behind the curtain and she tied the blindfold around my eyes, but then she also asked me to place my hands behind my back. When I did so, she tied something around my lower arms and i couldn't move them. Then she instructed me to kneel down. I asked, did everybody have their hands tied Laura? This was my sixth visit behind the curtain, but the first time my hands were tied. oh yes, jimi dear and she leaned in and kissed me deeply and wetly. It was wonderful...even though she must have been doing this all evening, with everybody. Well, with the boys anyway. I awaited my turn to be kissed. I was hoping it would be Jennifer, I didn't really have a thing for flat-chested Helen anymore. It seems like I waited my turn for an eternity. Apparently, the bottle was going to boys every time. There was a lot of rustling and laughing. I imagined Jack removing his undershirt, or Roger taking off his shirt rather than going behind the curtain for little jimi, the blonde haired, blue eyed runt. The idea of Jack removing his undershirt lingered too long in my mind. I felt suddenly ashamed and yet not ashamed. Sometimes, as you knelt waiting to be kissed... you could smell shampoo, or powder, or scent as the person hovered near you, as you were awaiting kissing...I was searching for clues as I awaited. Eventually, the curtain was opened, and a girl entered and took her place on her cushion, kneeling inches away from my face. I couldn't smell anything... then, suddenly, tender lips were on mine... and a tongue tip probed into my mouth. I accepted the tongue, and eagerly returned the kiss.... the head withdrew from mine. my blindfold was not removed this time. my mind raced....I had gotten a hard-on while kissing this non-scented 'girl'..... but it was just kissing, and you never knew.... plus you were blindfolded.... and the person I was kissing suddenly stopped. I tried to move my arms to loosen the binding so I could see. Laura said, "Wait, jimi. Leave the blindfold and the binding on". A familiar girl's voice whispered to me.... "Do you want a special kiss jimi?".... ...and I nodded and she said, "wonderful". (was it Jennifer?) "Lean in jimi". It was Jennifer! I did as she asked and suddenly I felt something against my pursed mouth....but it wasn't lips... "Open up jimi", the unseen girl's voice insisted...."you know you want this...we all know you want this.... all of us." I opened my mouth and I instinctively knew what it was going to be. Within a flash he had pressed the entire head of his cock into my mouth! "Do you like that?" It was a boy's voice now. He and Laura, and Jennifer had conspired this! The boy had me on my knees in Laura's parents' basement, He had his dick in my mouth. I was on my knees with another boy's dick in my mouth. If you had asked me what the chances were of me performing fellatio on a classmate this morning, I would have told you you were crazy. yet here I was, on my knees, with a plump cock head in my mouth, and beginning to enjoy it, trying hard to NOT suck it, yet finding myself actually licking its underside, feeling its pulse, feeling its heat in my mouth, sensing it growing plumper all the time, longer all the time,harder allt he time..... I had suspected this and still I played along... I had pretended that I understood that it was a girl kneeling with me, and cooperated... He said.. "I always wanted to do this with you, jimi" and I then recognized his voice! It was Jack. Then he said, "and I knew you'd always wanted to do this with me, too, right?".... And then I simply nodded my head. Laura chimed in: "Just about everybody else is gone, jimi. Make all the noise you want". Laura removed my blindfold but not my arm restraints. I blinked in the dim lighting.... I looked up at Jacks body, his forest of light brown hair on his lower tummy, his pale flat tummy and belly button, his strong thighs, his smooth chest, his hands holding my head gently as his manhood slowly entered my willing, sucking mouth. "Like it, don't you?" By way of answer I allowed myself to suckle on his beautiful pink penis. My tongue followed its length, leaving my mouth and tracing his testicles and all along the shaft and back to the moist, warm head. I had never felt anything so wonderfully silky and smooth. He with drew his penis until only the tip of the head was at my mouth, and then he slowly slid it back into that wet place a little at a time until i could smell his beautiful, lightly sweaty, strangely musky, and delicious balls. Now Jack had his entire penis in my mouth.... and I was sucking it, licking it, kissing it.... enjoying it....The head of his prick filled my mouth. It was like a wonderful meaty spongy thing. It was leaking pre-cum, which I licked and swallowed. I loved the indescribably delicious feel of the cock in my mouth. It was the first time and it felt truly wonderful...... men leave their wives for this, I am told. It was all over in a long, wet, sticky minute. You remember how fast we could all cum in those days. When he came in my mouth I was totally shocked. I had certainly masturbated and sometimes I had tried its taste, but there was never so much as that which Jack had made. There was so much, and it came out so fast. I just wasn't expecting that. I guess I liked everything that first time... except the taste... because I just wasn't expecting it... and even if I were...I wasn't expecting it to happen so quickly. And i couldn't possibly have known how much semen a boy could deliver to another boy's mouth, throat, gullet. I remember he was standing over me, his big fat erect cock right in front of my lips it still was dripping with cum, and he said ... you look so pretty with my semen all over your face. and then he said I should see my own face... a lot of it was on my shirt and the floor where I was kneeling with him. But even still there was jit on my nose and chin and all around my mouth. He wiped a little from my nose with his index finger and stuck his finger in my mouth.... and he bade me to taste it, so I did, and it was okay in small quantities -- especially when you were expecting it. He asked me if I wanted to taste some more... I said, "but there's none left"... and he said, don't worry, I'll make some more. He wagged his limp and sticky dick in my face and I followed it with my face and mouth until I caught it again, sucking the head into my lips and beginning to kiss it and savor its wonderful texture and feel all over again. i was a true sucker for this thing. I sucked his beautiful pink limp cock and it got hard again in matter of seconds, and I looked up at him the whole time... and when he was ready to cum, he said... here it comes baby... but this time he held his cock on my tongue and I accepted his second load directly into my mouth. He told me to close my lips lightly around his cock head, and he finished pumping.... and I began to swallow it slowly, just as he directed me to do.... and it was ever so much better that second time. I looked up through the now parted curtain into the rec room. Jennifer and Helen were in bras and panties and were making out on the sofa watching me and Jack as they also partook of forbidden pleasures, their fingers between each others legs as they kissed. Next to them stood Roger, who was now completely naked and fully erect. His penis was fat and full and Laura was fondling him. Laura was holding some girls underwear in her other hand and smiling at me, like she did when she caught me staring at Jack's meaty pecker earlier. She said I would look good in them. "You're next", she said to Roger. "You're next with jimiboygirl." Continued comment: jimiboygirl@yahoo.com