CHAPTER 03
BEN
THE PAST
DISCOVERING BOYS
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Tim yawns nodding his head. “Yeah, I suppose, but I think I’m going to hop in the shower first…to um…you know…wash the chlorine off my body.” He states as he climbs over me his rigid four and a half inch erection creating a good sized tent in his red colored shorts. Even though he’s already taken a shower a couple of hours ago it makes me think I’ll do the same before going to bed. “Oh…and I think maybe also take care of this little problem you created for me.” He teases pumping his hips in a fucking motion just several inches in front of my face laughing as his hard tube forces the fabric to tent outwards obscenely. I just frown at him admonishingly, but also not able to help myself because of the situation I begin to laugh at his little exhibitionist taunt.
Seeing Tim like this reminds me of another sexy fourteen year old boy, one who had also made my heart go pitter patter at one point in my life. It was actually my very first brush with love, brief as it may have been; although, if truth be known, first loves always tend to be fleeting in most cases. Now as I watch Tim climb up off the couch his sleek body moving gracefully towards his bathroom, my mind races backwards in time when life seemed so much simpler.
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We’ve been living in O’Banyon Illinois for almost a year now as my thirteenth birthday arrives with me really not doing anything special for it. I never did before either. I might have some friends over, but for the most part we’ve always just sort of celebrated birthdays as a family. My folks really were cool about gifts and stuff. I mean we couldn’t afford much, but I have to be honest that I never ever felt jilted on the gift front when birthdays and Christmas time rolled around. We never truly had those so called spectacular gifts, but we also never felt deprived either.
As I turn thirteen in December my birthday comes and goes followed quickly with Christmas. Even some of the families in our area come and go as some move away while others move in. My parents bought a small house, our very first one ever, and even though the town has many local residences it also has a good population of government employees. My dad worked with a company that deals with government contracts so we always lived in places where there were families coming or leaving on a regular basis. As my eighth grade enters the last several months a new family moves into the house a couple of blocks down the road with a kid in my grade, but a little over a year older than me, which of course I’m used to. He has a brother who is a year younger than him closer to my age, but in the grade below me so I sort of become friends with the older brother whose name is Ben Seaberry.
As I think back on Ben he really was a very beautiful kind of guy. I was thirteen and he was fourteen. I suppose he was sort of small for his age, with a messy short to medium cut bleach blonde curly like hair and wonderful sparkly blue eyes. Like I said they moved a couple of blocks from me, and I started to get to know him in school. Since we lived close to each other we began to hang out becoming friends. His younger brother by one year, the same age as me, wasn’t all that bad looking either. He was little taller than his older brother, a bit thinner and lankier, but as brothers go the two of them really looked different from one another. I’m pretty sure they were brothers from the same parents, but back then I didn’t really take notice of those sorts of things. Ben like I said was probably a bit on the short side for his age, about an inch or so shorter than me, but fit and trim, and to be honest really a hot sexy looking kid who still had his boyish kind of features and appeal. He wasn’t thin and lanky like his younger brother, but had a very good physique. He didn’t play any sports in school and stuff, which seemed strange to me at the time since he seemed pretty fit, but hey, each to their own I guess.
At first I really didn’t take all that much notice to the fact that after phys-ed he never took a shower. For the most part it was really at the beginning of the school year that teachers sort of made sure we all took showers by surprising us every once in a while when we came out with dry hair. They would make us march back inside for a shower. After the school year was about halfway through they never really bothered again because most of us had gotten into the habit of taking rinsing off. They were more relaxed about it in the seventh grade sort of being strict at first, but then soon afterwards letting things slide. However once in eighth grade they really sort of stuck to their guns for a long time before finally just letting it be since most everyone was resigned by that point who were shy about it and all. So by the time Ben moved into town with only a few months left to the school year he just sort of never took a shower.
It wasn’t as if he really stunk or anything. Most of the activities in our phys-ed class really weren’t all that strenuous, so it wasn’t as if he stank afterwards having built up a sweat or anything. So like I said I really never took note of such a thing, and also because at that stage I wasn’t really all that focused on the whole sex thing either. There was plenty of young eye candy to go around keeping my fantasies stoked for when I masturbated, but still for some reason I never really had the urge to have physical sex with those boys I was fantasizing about at that time.
Summer vacation came into full swing with me and Ben hanging out more often. Most of the time the two of us would just watch television at my house, or go outside for a bit when it wasn’t too hot. When he came over we would go downstairs into the basement to sit in the big round bamboo papa-san chair. We had brought it back with us from the Tropics, and at our age and size it was big enough to seat both of us, but since it had an inward kind of curve to it we sort of always ended up with our bodies squished up together. Downstairs was really nice because it was much cooler being in the basement during the hot summer weather.
Of course we sort of fooled around like all kids that age, not sexually or anything, well at least not on my part, and if he was fooling around with me I didn’t really even notice still being kind of naïve about it. I’m trying to remember if he ever sort of grabbed me or anything, or tried to get a sneak peak. It wasn’t as if our tight fitting shorts back then hid all that much anyway.
As the summer progressed I started my football practices for the freshman High School Team. Of course I was younger than everyone else on the team, but I was fairly athletic so didn’t do too bad a job even though in High School I didn’t get to play all that much because of my age. During summer vacation we had double practice sessions. Once in the morning, and then you went home for a few hours before going back in the afternoon. It was miserable because it was so hot, but we trudged on bravely. There were a lot of hot looking guys on the team, and I started to take notice of all the athletic naked bodies of the other boys while in the showers. It seemed as if all of a sudden sex was starting to enter into my mind. It still was more of a casual thought, and nothing in regards to being overwhelmed with any need, yet still I started to enjoy all the naked bodies around me after practice when we would jump in those big open shower facilities. Of course I was careful never to pop an erection, but I sure came close on a number of occasions with certain cute looking guys.
Even though I was starting to get turned on I still never thought about the whole gay issue thinking such feelings are just natural at our age. Once our double practice sessions began I didn’t get to see Ben all that much during those first several weeks. After my freshman school year began there was football practice after school let out, but most of the weekends were open because almost all of our games were on a Friday night, well late afternoon and before the varsity team. After a Friday game we usually had a light practice session the following morning with most Sundays off.
I began hanging out with Ben again on the weekends, and of course we had a few classes together at school so I saw him then as well. I was starting to take notice of Ben now in a more sexual kind of way getting more curious about him. We had gym class together and I noticed he still didn’t take showers. I didn’t know why, but he just never did for some reason. We also didn’t have our gym lockers in the same row so I never even got to see him peal out of his gym shorts to get dressed. However, he seemed to have a decent package when I saw him in those tight fitting faded red shorts he always wore. I started to get into the habit of skipping the showers as well because gym was the last class of the day with football practice right after which sort of made the point mute for two reasons. First of all why take a shower when fifteen minutes later I’d be sweating up a storm once more, and secondly I took a shower after football practice anyway.
One day during gym class at the beginning of the school week we were sort of sitting on the bleachers together taking a break. Several of the older guys were around as well gawking at some of the girls. By this point in my life I began to notice that it was kind of expected to gawk at girls so started to look intently as well. Both Ben and I were sitting next to one another being just casual as I ‘oohed’ and ‘awed’ at the girls even though they really didn’t turn me on. I was sort of turned away from Ben looking over towards one of the hottest girls in school that was doing some practice moves for the cheerleading squad. She was doing the typical kinds of things while we all gawked when her skirt would fly up into the air. Of course she had those cheerleading shorts on that were part of the outfit, but they were skimpy tight fitting things, and I knew this is what all the guys were after and eyeing so greedily.
I had just turned my attention towards her direction turning slightly away from Ben. We had both been looking at something different so I knew he still didn’t see the hot girl. I sort of reached out towards him so I could tap him to get him looking in the correct direction because I knew this is the scene all of us boys were supposed to be looking at.
What happened next was completely unintentional, but I guess in a way sort of started to get the ball rolling between myself and Ben. As I reached out towards him still focused on the supposedly hot girl, my hand tapped him not on the leg, but full on his crotch. At first I didn’t realize it, but then all of a sudden I noticed that I was actually touching his groin tapping my hand on his penis. It felt pretty damn big so I knew he was sporting an erection. I didn’t know if he was hard because I had actually touched him, or if it was all the girl action around us. My senses told me it had to be because of all the girls.
Once I realized what I had done I twirled around towards him in complete shock. He was looking down towards his crotch where I had just pulled my hand away horrified by what I had just done. Of course I was still fairly naïve about those sorts of things, but I still knew a guy just didn’t do that with another boy.
“Shit Ben…um…sorry. I…I didn’t mean it.” I stammered to the hot curly blonde haired boy sitting next to me who just sort of looked back up from his crotch his face several shades of red from mutual embarrassment.
I didn’t know who was more anxious about the situation, Ben or me. I guess we both were kind of mortified as we looked around making sure no one had seen us.
Everyone else was focused on the Cheerleaders so I guess we were safe.
“Um…it’s…I…uh…I mean no problem. I know it was an accident.” Ben replied leaning in towards me to let me know in a quiet tone so we wouldn’t be overheard.
He looked away continuing to blush though, which seemed to make me redden too for the awkwardness of the situation. We didn’t say anything more about it, and when gym class ended we just got dressed in our separate aisles going our own ways. I headed for football practice while he caught the bus for home.
After another sweltering hot and sweaty practice I headed home for dinner. After dinner I went straight to my room to start in on my school work. For some reason it was difficult to focus on homework because the image of Ben’s cute blonde haired blue eyed facial features kept popping into my mind along with his really fine looking body. What really surprised me was that my mind seemed to continually wander down his near naked body to look intently at his bulging boy bits as his erection made them tent outwards. I’ve never actually seen him tenting with a real erection before, but for some reason having touched his stiffness today had set my mind to fantasizing about it.
After a fitful couple of hours at attempting to get my work done I finally managed to finish in a somewhat acceptable fashion. I went to bed physically exhausted from football practice while mentally worn out because of my struggle with homework. I was so tired I just wanted to go to sleep, but just couldn’t manage it as I tossed and turned. I was still in the habit of masturbating when I went to bed, but the day’s events had left me totally wiped out. In the end though I sighed in resignation as I rolled on to my back, lowered the sheets below my throbbing three inch erection, and went to town on myself.
Immediately I settled in for my session closing my eyes so I could conjure up some of my usual naked boy images in my mind. Yet for some reason instead of the usual sexy boys, my brain immediately began to fantasize about Ben with that yet unseen erection of his between his legs. Fuck, for that matter I still hadn’t even seen him naked at all, but my imagination was now in overdrive with the pretend image of him standing in front of me. All of a sudden my entire body seized up unexpectedly as the intense wave of my orgasm caught me by surprise. I’ve been masturbating so often now that it was just normal to feel the impending climax. The image of a pretend naked Ben had somehow stimulated me so intensely that within five seconds of starting my jacking off session I was thrown into the intensity of my orgasm. It happened that fast, and it was truly extreme.
My insides immediately felt like they were on fire as my hips instinctively hitched upwards. Hell for that matter even my toes curled up which never happened before as the sensation of cum coursing through my short rigid shaft came blasting out the tip with a force I hadn’t felt since that first orgasm of mine when I still lived overseas.
To this day that imaginary representation of Ben standing so beautifully in all his naked glory is forever more etched into my memory. I watched intently as things seemed to unfold in slow motion at that one split second in time when the slightly dense and milky like goop came blasting out the tip of my purplish mushroom shaped acorn sized penis head. It is amazing how time can seem to slow down for a moment, and what our mind wraps around. I can still clearly see the viscous globular substance as it arched upwards to slowly descend and splatter on my nose, mouth, and cheeks.
I literally slumped back onto the mattress completely exhausted and drained. The orgasm happened so fast, and ended just as quickly, as I lay there gasping for air completely confused as to why I had been so turned on by Ben. I didn’t feel bad about it in the least, but just couldn’t figure out what was happening to me or why I was feeling this way about the blond. Sure he was my buddy, and I had that sort of caring feeling for him as a friend, but somehow what I was feeling now seemed like something more with me not able to wrap my mind around it all.
The next couple of days flew by as usual with me and Ben never mentioning or saying anything to one another about what had happened that day on the bleachers. I found myself looking at him more intensely trying to get a better view of what he had hidden between his legs. I even attempted to get over to him in the locker room after gym class hoping to get a sneak peak of him in his underwear the next day. I didn’t want to get caught perving on another guy so it was sort of a difficult task. In the end I never did get to see him in his underwear.
When Wednesday rolled around the curriculum for our gym class went through a scheduled change. For us guys it would be a few weeks of learning wrestling moves. I can’t recall what it was for the girls. Anyway, I’ve never had formal wrestling as one of my sports. Of course as a typical boy I’ve had my fair share of wrestling around with friends, but never any real lessons with proper moves.
As the lessons began I found out that I kind of enjoyed learning a little about wrestling doing fairly well with the moves. I’m a visual kind of learner so these types of things are easy for me to pick up on. Our gym teacher rotated us around with different partners so as luck would have it on Friday I was paired up with Ben. For some reason this really excited me as a new move was shown to us all so that we could practice. It was an interesting move, but these days I can’t recall what it was called or how it is done. All I know is that it was a move that kind of rolled and tied up a person beneath you. I took my turn at being the guy who performs the move. As we went through the motions I effectively tied Ben up into a sort of knot where one of his arms was pinned across his body with the rest of him rolled up on his back pinning him.
Then it was his turn to do it to me. The first time he performed the move I noticed how his body was above me with his legs spread apart giving me a good view of his crotch as his faded red cottony shorts scrunched up against his package revealing a nice sized bulge. I couldn’t really make out where his penis was or the shape of it, but I did note mentally that he seemed to have a good sized package. He released me allowing me to get back into position again so he could perform the maneuver once more.
This time as he rolled me into a ball I tried to shift my arm a little so I could have some wriggle room. In his position and angle he couldn’t see what I was up to as I looked around quickly noticing how involved everyone was with what they were doing. As Ben rolled me into position on my back with him sort of straddling his legs over me I reached up brushing my fingers against the hem of his shorts which hung loosely along his legs.
It was a bold move on my part, and if someone had caught me could have been disastrous, but I was desperate to see what he had beneath his shorts. The move was successful since I was able to create an opening large enough for me to see into the depth of his shorts. The vision that greeted me was a small sweet victory because a nice sized lump was clearly visible within the protective covering of his white boy’s briefs.
The middle crease on his shorts was pressed up firmly against his crotch successfully separating his two testicles on either side of the crease. What I saw bulging up against his underwear was his left testicle. His underwear concealed him, but it still didn’t stop me from seeing the sort of skin coloring through his damp underwear with large Robin’s egg sized testicle. In a way I was a bit frustrated and disappointed too because his penis was hidden on the other side of the crease, but still at least I was able to see something of him. I reached up again to see if I could get his shorts shifted into a better position for an improved view, but as soon as I reached out he shifted releasing me. For the second time within days my hand brushed up against him making him jerk in surprise as he released me. We both blushed again, and I could only shrug my shoulders apologetically.
“Shit, sorry Ben.” I murmured as we switched position. “It’s not like I could help it or anything.” I admitted to him as he sort of blushed while moving into position so that I could start practicing the move again. “It’s just you had me all wrapped up so it kind of happened when you released me.” I explained as he cocked his left eyebrow at me looking at me briefly before accepting my explanation.
The rest of gym class went off without any further incident. I guess he realized there wasn’t much wriggle room after I rolled him up a time or two, but then again he didn’t try to shift at the beginning stages of the move like I had done. By shifting I was able to create a little bit of room, but when I had reached up to try shifting his shorts he had just started to unroll me. It was why I had accidentally bumped up against him like that.
Hell it happened so fast I hadn’t even been able to enjoy the incidental contact. After class was over we all headed inside to grab a shower and clean up. Of course neither Ben or I took a shower as I hurriedly got dressed heading out to get into the other locker room so I could get changed for football practice.
That evening I once again had a satisfying jacking off session working myself into a frenzy visualizing what I had seen earlier in the day. I was beginning to lust after Ben with him becoming even sexier in my fantasies as my fist slithered across my stiff just shy of three inch slicked up hardness.
When the weekend finally rolled around Ben came over Saturday afternoon to my house while I was chilling in the large circular papa-san bamboo chair. Mom let him in so he came downstairs settling in next to me in the chair. Having him this close to me sent shivers up my spine, and I found myself constantly glancing at his bulge pressing up against his tight jeans. I noticed he had a wide belt on with a large buckle that hooked into the hole from the outside rather the underside of the leather strap. Don’t know why I recall that so vividly, but to this day I can still see his belt buckle as it sort of dug in just above his bulge giving me a better indication of what may lie beneath Ben’s pants.
We chatted about just normal every day types of things, but I think he must have noticed me glancing at him a time or two. He was acting a bit strange too as I caught him looking at me a time or two as well, but neither one of us said anything about it. For some reason him looking at me started to turn me on. Every once in a while we would look at each other in the eye before blushing knowingly. When that happened we turned away talking about anything else to take away from the awkwardness of the situation.
At some point my mom yelled downstairs that she was heading out for a bit leaving us alone for a while. We continue to watch some shows, but started to get bored. I don’t know how it happened, but before I knew it we were wrestling around on the floor. I guess with the wrestling lessons in gym we sort of wanted to test one another out.
He was older than me, but not bigger, so it soon became obvious that I’m a bit better and stronger than him probably because of all the athletic sports I do. I didn’t want to embarrass him as we rolled around so I tried to keep things even for both of us. I don’t know why, but to tell you the truth while we were wrestling around I wasn’t even thinking about how I was grabbing or groping him in the typical ways boys do when they wrestle around. It was just plain ole simple wrestling on both of our parts. At least as far as I could tell because at the time I wasn’t paying any attention to that sort of thing so he may very well have been sort of groping me. If he was I’m afraid he was probably disappointed because I was a bit on the small side of things, and in a pair of jean shorts it would be difficult to get a hold of anything on me. Just saying is all because my erection was only about three inches, and I didn’t have much of a boy pouch at that age either. I mean I guess I wasn’t really all that small, but still smaller than most I suppose.
At some point we were both in the standing position jockeying for position when I slipped behind him wrapping my arms around the front of his small body. Then it happened, and it was totally by mistake. When I reached around him my right arm went around the front of his chest and stomach while my left hand slipped between his legs. I instinctively grabbed on to his crotch and none too lightly I might add.
“Ouch, fuck.” Ben yelped in surprise reflexively bending over slightly as he reached down clamping his hands down around mine in an attempt to protect himself jerking in a bit of pain when I continued to hold on to his large bulge just out of sheer shock.
Ben’s body immediately went completely rigid when the pain continued to shoot up and down his body from my firm grip. His bulge felt big in my small hand, and I just held on afraid how he might retaliate. I don’t know why I felt he would, but in my mind I figured the moment I let him go he’d turn on me.
“Shit-shit-shit-shit, let go Chico it hurts.” Ben grunted.
“N…n…no way. You’ll get mad at me and try to grab me or something.” I protested as I eased up a bit on his crotch yet still hung on firmly. “Besides, now I’ve got complete control over you.” I teased him changing tactics enjoying how it felt hanging on to him like that despite it being through his jeans. This was the first time I’ve ever really held anyone else’s junk in my hands. Sure it was through his jeans and I couldn’t really tell all that much, but still it was really thrilling as my body tingled excitedly.
“Fuck you.” He protested as he started to wriggle out of my grip, but I clamped down making him stop immediately.
“See.” I responded. “Now take a step forward.” I commanded as he hesitated a moment before doing what he was told giving me a better feel of his package because when he moved it forced his legs to spread apart. A small thrill ran up my spine as his stuff wriggled around in my hand.
As he stepped forward he was still stooped over, and his hands were still clamped on to my hand in an attempt to protect his goods. “Stand up straight.” I commanded immediately after I demanded he stepped forward, and without thinking he automatically stood up straighter obeying my command.
Don’t ask me what was going through my mind, but when I noticed a small gap between his jeans and waistline my right hand dove down between his pants as I snatched at his goods. The move allowed him a bit more freedom as he instinctively wriggled and doubled over once more. This had the effect of me loosing my grip on his goods with my left hand where he promptly covered himself up stopping me from being able to completely have control over his entire package. The fingers of my right hand managed to wrap firmly around the tip of his bulbous penis as he once more yelped in pain as I accidentally twisted it a bit along with some pubic hairs.
“Ouch, fuck let go Chico.” He yelled a bit forceful.
“Fuck no…you’ll just try getting me back.” I responded again in my frazzled state of mind as a thrill coursed through my veins at having a partial penis from someone else in my fingers.
It felt a bit squishy and kind of big, but it was still kind of difficult to tell what he had down there now that I only had a portion of him. With him hunched over and his hands clamped over his privates it made things difficult for me to gauge anything. It felt like he was also sporting an erection which kind of made sense to me as I thought about it at the moment because if someone else were to grab me I’d sure pop one too. As a matter of fact I had popped one for real as we both began to jockey for command. In a way we were sort of in a stalemate. He had regained most of the control back, but I still clung tightly to that cock-head of his.
“Shit Chico for real. I promise I won’t retaliate…just let go.” I heard Ben plead as he held perfectly still.
I continued to hold on for a few moments when I realized this was really going to far. It had now entered the realm of being too weird if I simply hung on.
“Shit, sorry Ben.” I told him as I finally released him. “I really didn’t mean to grab on to you or anything…it just sort of happened. After that I kind of panicked.” I admitted to him as he straightened back up and winced.
“Fuck, my cock burns.” He hissed as he shoved past me stepping into the bathroom while closing the door behind him.
Bouncing around nervously I tried to listen through the doorway without putting my ear against it in case he came back out. There was a sort of rustling sound on the other side of the door giving me the impression he had pulled down his shorts to take a closer look for any damage I might have done. I was really getting a little worried now because let’s face it what I had done was just plain weird.
The door opened back up with Ben almost stepping into me as he stopped abruptly in the doorway a bit surprised that I was hanging around so closely. “I…um…shit Ben, really I’m sorry. Are…um…are you alright and all. I mean, you know with…,” I paused as I stepped aside letting him step passed me as I followed him back into the other room.
“Yeah, it’s cool.” He responded. “I think you accidentally scraped my…um…well, it’s just a little graze, and it had sort of burned.” He tried to give me a smile, but also blushed a bit embarrassed about the whole thing.
With his light complexion his cheeks truly did burn a bright red. It was just so damn adorably cute on him as he sat back down in the papa-san chair. I hesitated a moment wondering if it was still alright to sit next to him. He must have sensed it because he just sort of scooted over giving me room as I settled in next to him.
“Are you sure we’re cool?” I asked Ben as I sat down next to him hoping I hadn’t totally freaked him out. “I mean I know it was kind of a weird thing to do and all, but I had panicked when it happened.” I admitted to him making it my turn to look away and blush.
“Um…nah…it’s cool. My younger brother is way worse.” He stated making me look at him wondering what he meant by that.
He didn’t seem like he wanted to talk about it so I let it drop as we started to flip through the channels. We both tried to ignore what had just happened with the rest of the weekend flying by without further incident.
When Monday rolled around it seemed like everything was back to normal. Ben and I chatted as we always did, and during gym class we were paired up again, but this time I didn’t try to do anything. We did build up a good sweat by the time class ended so got up to head inside the locker room to get changed. We got pulled up short though when our gym teacher pointed towards the two of us to put away the mats. It didn’t surprise us because everyday the teacher would point to a couple of random students to clean up. A few moments later we too were making our way inside the locker room so we could get out of our sweaty gym clothes.
It seemed busy inside, more so than usual, but I didn’t take notice quickly changing out of my sweaty gym gear and into my regular clothes so I could go to the football locker room on the other side of the school facility. As I started to make my way to the door I noticed a couple of our gym instructors checking to make sure we had taken a shower.
‘Crap,’ I thought to myself turning back around heading back inside. Now I know why there was a flurry of activity inside. Evidently there had been enough of us skipping showers now that our teachers were sort of checking us today as we made our way out the door. Most everyone were already finishing up with their showers as I made my way past Ben’s locker row nearly running him over as I hustled back to my locker.
“Fuck, sorry Chico, I didn’t see you.” Ben commented coming up short. “What’s the rush, did you forget something?” He asked me noticing I was heading back towards my locker instead of out.
I looked back at him jerking my thumb towards the front of the locker room at the door leading out. “Damn, the teachers are checking to make sure everyone is taking a shower.” I told him absentmindedly as Ben just rolled his eyes heading back down his row as well.
I quickly shucked off my clothes making my way over to the shower section closest to my locker. Basically there were two shower areas on opposite walls of the locker room. I stepped inside noticing it was completely empty as I offhandedly selected one of the spigots turning on the dial. Warm water came splattering out on to my body as I quickly soaped up. When I turned my back to the water I noticed Ben stepping around the corner with a towel wrapped around his waist taking a quick look around seemingly relieved no one else was inside the rectangular room.
All of the shower spigots were lined up against one side of the wall, and I had selected the closest one across from the opening just about in the middle of the wall. I saw Ben glancing towards me noticing how his eyes automatically dropped down towards my junk getting a quick view before looking away and blushing for having looked. It didn’t really bother me because that sort of thing just happens and doesn’t really mean anything. I sort of ignored him as I turned back around stepping up under the water to start rinsing off some of the soap that I had hastily lathered up on to my body and wet hair.
In short order I finished up turning back around just in time to see Ben reaching up to put his towel on to the top hook. I stopped for a moment noticing how nice his body looked from the back. Then he turned around, and I just about tripped over my feet when I saw his large penis hanging lazily over his fairly decent sized testicles. I couldn’t help it as my eyes just locked on to what was swaying between his legs for a moment or two before I managed to get moving again. What he had between his legs was about the biggest sized penis I had ever seen on another kid. Well at least that is what it seemed like to me. It started to make sense now to me as to what I had felt the other day when we were sitting on the bleachers. At the time I thought he had an erection, but now I knew better. It made me quiver realizing he hadn’t been hard at all, but rather just had a pretty big one for his age and build.
Ben must have noticed me gawking for that split second or two because he blushed hurrying over towards one of the shower heads down from where I had been. Having been caught gawking at my friend I also blushed as I scurried towards the hook holding my towel. Wrapping it around my waist not bothering to dry off I quickly made my way to the locker holding my clothes and got changed. Just as I stood up getting ready to head out I saw the towel clad figure of Ben slipping past my aisle making his way to his own locker.
“What took you so long?” I heard my gym teacher who was standing by the door grumbling at me thinking he had caught someone who had gone back inside because of not taking a shower.
“Huh?” I asked getting stopped short, but wanting to get over to the football locker room.
“I asked what took you so long and I hope from now on you will take a shower. You know how important it is for hygiene purposes to get cleaned up after working up a sweat.” My gym teacher admonished.
“Oh…yeah of course, but Ben and I had to put away the mats…remember.” I reminded my teacher managing somehow to come up with something unexpectedly. “Ben is just about done as well. It just took us a few minutes to get the mattresses put away is all.” I told the gym instructor shrugging my shoulder as he nodded his head remembering now that he did indeed assign us that task.
“Oh, yes sorry Chico I forgot. It’s just that evidently a lot of guys have been skipping out on their showers lately. Go ahead, and I’ll remember about Ben as well. Thanks you can go now.” He stated as I started to head away.
After taking a few steps I stopped turning back around. “Oh…by the way I think Ben is the last one inside anyway. He was just getting into his clothes.” I told the instructor as he nodded his head leaving his post not even bothering with waiting for Ben to come out. I didn’t want Ben to be hassled by mistake perhaps getting caught with not being able to come up with an excuse.
Evidently Ben must have heard us as he stepped out nodding his head in my direction indicating he appreciated my quick thinking while I incidentally glanced down at his bulging crotch inside his tight jeans, smiled, turned, and quickly made my way over to the football locker room all the way on the other side of school. ‘Damn, he’s so fucking huge.’ I thought to myself as I made my way down the long hallway before hitching a left turn along the far side of the school hall that would lead me to the sports locker room.
It had been a brutal practice session that day since we had lost our Friday night game to stupid mistakes so I was exhausted by the time I got home. I went through the normal routine of dinner and homework, but I didn’t watch any television as I went straight to bed. Of course just because I was tired there was no way I was going to skip out on my usual routine of playing with myself.
Stripping out of my white pair of fruit of the looms, I crawled under my light covers completely naked. For the last several years I’ve been sleeping naked in bed now just enjoying the freedom of having nothing on at all. Sighing I rolled on to my back, shucked off the covers, and looked down at my small three inch or so hard rigid penis throbbing up and down completely engorged with blood waiting expectantly. While I scrutinized myself I realized that I’ve never really measured myself down there before as I wrap my equally small little boy like hands around my shaft. Heck, my erection could even be smaller than the three inches I imagined it to be. To be honest I never really thought about it before, not until now after I had seen how big Ben’s had been in the shower earlier today. His flaccid penis looked way larger than my own erection, possibly twice as big if truth be told as it sort of hung over his loose hanging pouch just below a nice thick patch of blondish like pubes. As I thought about it I realized it really didn’t bother me how much smaller I was than Ben, it was just exciting to have seen him as I slowly began to stroke my throbbing love tool. A thrill began to run up and down my spine as I gazed down watching what I was doing to myself closely taking note really for the very first time of my looks in a more kind of sexual way.
On top of my pubic mound was a small patch of pubes that had continued to slowly fill in since the first time I took note that I had hair down there during our layover trip in Hawaii. There really still wasn’t that much hair down there, just a bit on either side of my shaft, leaving me mostly bare everywhere else.
My body wasn’t ripped or anything like some of the other kids on the football team. Of course I was a year younger than the other kids on my team, but I was fairly talented when it came to sports. I wasn’t skinny or anything, and not stocky either, just sort of a solid kind of build. I was about five feet tall weighing in at around a hundred five pounds. I was average in height for my age, but again a very solid build that wasn’t in a bad way seemingly more like it just sort of fit. I mean, there have been girls who have complimented my looks so I guess I didn’t look bad or anything. With honey brown hair and lively brown eyes I still sort of had that little kid kind of facial features.
As I look back on it now I can understand why. Both of my parents who were in their mid thirties back then, but are now creeping up into their mid-fifties look much younger than their age. So I guess at thirteen it shouldn’t be surprising that my face sort of looked like I was still a little kid instead of with those more teenage types of features.
Ben’s naked image swam in front of my dreamy gaze as I slowly sped up the tempo of my pumping fist. I could feel a slickness sliding along the length of my hardness now as I began to leak. I didn’t know what it was called because this was a recent development for me, but I did know it helped with the stimulation portion of masturbation.
Over the last couple of days I had been fantasizing a lot about Ben, but those images were false visions of his hard erection. One in which I imagined him to have looked like from when I had accidentally touched him on the bleachers thinking he had been sporting an erection. Now I knew he didn’t have an erection at all, instead it had been only his large flaccid penis.
My mind shifted to the shower scene from earlier in the day as he sort of stretched upward putting his towel over the peg. I could clearly see his small sleek pale body as it extended upwards, including the small recessed dimpling of his two pale butt cheeks, which all of a sudden sent a thrill up my spine almost making me loose control climaxing too soon. Somehow I managed to stave off the impending orgasm as I squeezed together my own fleshy chubby cheeks gasping for air while I slowed down the tempo on my jerking penis. I felt a renewed slickness flowing out the tip of my penis as my mind shifted to the moment when Ben turned around exposing his nakedness to me.
My eyes flew open just like they had earlier in the day as I recalled how his limp penis had swayed lazily in front of his body drooping largely over his slack sagging boy pouch. His nice patch of blondish colored pubic hairs hardly concealed his large boyish shaft as it settled down from the motion of his body for a brief second. This image was too much for me as my entire body suddenly seized in orgasmic blissfulness. I heard myself grunt, lift up my hips while my toes curled , and I let loose one huge contraction watching in amazement as the globular blast of semen arched upwards to splatter up against my chest. My body convulsed a couple of more times without releasing much more of my seminal fluids other than perhaps a few drops as it drizzled out the tip end of my cut penis head.
The orgasm had been one of the most intense ones I’ve had to date with it all having to do with the real imagery of Ben in my fantasy. I don’t know why his nakedness affected me more than the other boys I fantasized about. Maybe it had to do with the fact he never exposed himself always hiding his nudity from others. In a way his body did look kind of sexy to me, and as I thought about it lying there on the mattress it occurred to me it wouldn’t bother me in the least to maybe do some things of a sexual nature with him.
Reaching over to the side I grabbed some tissues cleaning myself off being careful with my now sensitive shriveled up two or so inch softness. Again, I’ve never really measured it before at that point, but it sort of looked around two or so inches long when flaccid. I looked down at myself twisting my soft penis around in my fingers wondering if I really would be considered puny. I tried to recall some of the other boys during my junior high school years struggling to remember what some of them looked like at thirteen years old.
It sort of seemed to me as if there were plenty of kids when I was in eighth grade that were about my size now. Well maybe some of them bigger and some smaller. Most seemed to have been slightly bigger, but there had been a few who were like my size now. I guess as I thought about it I probably was on the small size for my age in the pecker department, but to be honest that idea really didn’t bother me all that much. I’ve never had an issue with my naked body. Perhaps this was due to never being teased about it, so in a way I guess I was pretty secure with how I looked at that age.
The week just seemed to go by lazily for some reason despite me getting in plenty of jacking off sessions during the day with each one of them fantasies revolving around Ben. I was really starting to get sexually turned on by my older classmate with my eyes constantly shifting his way all the time now as I soaked in his adorably cute looks.
As I’ve mentioned he was kind of short for his age, maybe an inch shorter than me yet with a really killer looking body. He wasn’t fat or anything, just nice, sleek, and smooth. The image of his lightly tanned body flashed in front of my eyes as I recalled that tan line of his making him look even sexier when he turned allowing me to see that huge snake of his slithering around between his legs.
“Hey Chico.” I heard Ben call out while I sat with a blank stare at the lunch table making me jump in surprise.
“Oh, hey Ben.” I replied as he sat down next to me making me shiver at his closeness.
That’s how it’s been going all week now when he was around. I was pretty sure he knew that I was sort of checking him out, but he never said anything, and I caught him a time or two looking at me so it was all cool.
As always Ben showed up at my house on Saturday. I was feeling pretty good because we had won the previous night. My folks were off at some other school because my brother’s team had a football game going on today. They had a game right after ours last night, but this was one of those rare times where they had a second game the following day. Usually I go to his games, but this time had opted not to go because I wanted to hang out with Ben who I knew would be coming over to the house.
Ben settled in next to me on the papa-san chair, and we just sort of went through our ritual of flipping through the channels while talking about the usual every day kinds of things. At some point it gets kind of tranquil, and I just can’t stand not knowing anymore so just up and ask him.
“So…what’s with the showers at school…I mean, why don’t you ever take one?” I ask him innocently getting a sort of defensive reaction from him.
“Well…why don’t you?” He sort of snaps back protectively, but I don’t let it disturb me as I shrug my shoulders.
“It really doesn’t make sense to me since I have to get changed into my dirty football gear five minutes later. Besides, I end up taking a shower after football practice so it would be kind of silly is all.” I pointed out to him as he sort of just stared blankly at me as if it just now made sense to him.
“Oh…I just thought…” He began before clamping down his mouth catching himself before he spoke out of place.
“What?” I ask him sort of curious now about what he thought. “I mean…why did you think I didn’t take showers?” I asked him seriously noticing how he started to squirm around a little nervously. “What?” I asked him again wondering what was bothering him.
“Um…nothing…just forget it.” He replied blushing.
“No…I want to know. Just spit it out for Pete’s sake already.” I told him giving him a firm nudge making him look away again.
“It’s…well…um…I just thought maybe you were embarrassed or something.” He finally admitted to me making me squint my eyes at him a bit confused.
“Why the hell would I be embarrassed. I mean I’ve been taking showers in school since I was eleven always making sure to get cleaned up after football practice.” I told him honestly as I looked towards him noticing how he blushed again. “So why would I be embarrassed?” I asked again.
“Um…n…nothing…j…just forget it.” He stuttered.
“No…just tell me.” I insisted.
He hesitated a moment then shrugged his shoulders. “Just…well…I mean…it just seems you are kind of small…you know…um…your stuff.” He stated. “I mean…it’s like you are twelve or something. Hell, you even look a lot younger…even my younger brother looks older than you. I don’t know, it seems most of us freshmen have sort of…well…I don’t know how to explain it. Just that for some reason when you get into high school we sort of just all look a bit…you know…older is all.” He finally admitted to me as I just stared at him with the realization about something finally kicking in.
“Oh fuck dude…I forgot…you don’t know.” I giggled at him.
“Know what?” He asked me looking towards me quirkily.
“Shit dude, I’m like only thirteen and a year ahead in school.” I told him as he just sort of looked at me like I was crazy.
“What…how the fuck does that happen?” He asked more to himself than to me.
“What do you mean how that happens? How else? I skipped a grade. They wanted me to skip two grades, but that would have been just too weird I think.” I told him honestly as he just looks at me closer as if to confirm my age.
“So?” I ask him.
“So…what?” He asks a bit puzzled forgetting my earlier query.
“Well, why don’t you take showers?” I ask him the original question again before we got side tracked noticing him blush and turn away. “I mean shit dude. It’s not like you’ve got a small pecker or anything. Hell, for that matter most guys would love to have what you’ve got.” I giggled recalling what I had seen making him blush even more. “Fuck, please don’t tell me you are really that shy about your body and shit.” I laughed at him as he shot me a dirty look, but then realized I wasn’t teasing him in a bad way or anything rather just sort of kidding around a bit. “I mean…let’s face it that’s like one big monster you’ve got swinging between your legs.” I laughed at him making him blush even more.
“Fuck you.” He retorted punching me in the harm.
“Shit…what was that for? Come on I’m only fucking with you, but for real…why so embarrassed? I mean…it’s not like you are all that bad looking or anything, and you’ve got a big pecker and all, so I don’t get it.” I told him seriously.
“Um…that’s just it. I mean…shit I don’t know Chico. It’s just kind of embarrassing…you know with how big it is and all. Guys sort of stare all the time…you know.” He explained to me, but I had a feeling there was more to it.
“So what? I mean sure, they’ll stare the first time or two, might even joke around a bit, but shit then it won’t be a big deal anymore. Besides we all joke around about that kind of shit.” I replied as he just looked at me for a second before busting up.
“What?” I asked smiling wondering what was so funny.
“Nothing…you just said it won’t be a ‘big’ deal anymore.” He stated using his fingers to put quotation marks around the word ‘big.’ “But we both know it will always be a ‘big’ deal.” He quipped making me laugh a bit relieved that he was at least starting to make this into more of joke.
“So, what’s the real scoop?” I asked him after we both calmed down. “Why are you really embarrassed?” I asked him as he shrugged his shoulders before glancing at me noticing I wasn’t going to shut up about it until he told me.
Evidently a few years back some older kids had somehow seen him naked making a big deal out of it. They teased him to no end going so far as striping him naked to show him off, which of course for like a nine or ten year old that was totally mortifying. Ever since then he’s been sort of shy because of his size down there.
“Shit dude, I mean it’s not like I’m all thaaaaat much bigger down there.” Ben sighed as he looked over towards me for confirmation.
Shrugging my shoulders I just looked at him. “I don’t know. It looked pretty damn big to me. Fuck at least twice as big as mine. That thing must turn into a monster when it gets hard.” I teased him receiving a second thump on the arm. “Fuck, stop that or I’ll get a bruise for sure, and I’ve got plenty of those from football.” I quipped as he just shook his head.
“You have no idea how embarrassing it gets and all.” He retorted as I shrugged my shoulders again.
“Shit dude don’t be so worried about it. I mean, hell, what are you going to do when you get a girlfriend and shit…when you two…you know?” I asked him honestly as a sort of afterthought.
This time Ben just shrugged. “I’ve already had a girlfriend before.” He admitted to me.
“What? When? And fuck what did you do about sex?” I asked him somehow jumping to the conclusion about the whole sex part.
“What…um…how did…I mean…why would you think I’ve had sex with a girl?” He asked me blushing swiveling his head away from me embarrassed by the question.
“Oh my God, you really did have sex already with a girl. How was it? I mean how did it feel? Is it better than jacking off and shit? This is like…I mean…whoa…this is like…I would never have thought…you know?” I asked him as Ben started turning all shades of red at having been found out about the whole sex part. “Come on Ben you have to tell me how the hell you did it when you can’t even hop in a shower naked.” I pressed him as he started to fiddle around with his fingers nervously.
“I don’t know…it just sort of happened is all.” He stated looking up at me while I stared back waiting expectantly. “It’s not like I really saw anything or she saw anything. I mean it was really late at night, and she had snuck over to my house when we lived in North Carolina. It surprised me, but she crawled under the covers with me…and well it just sort of happened.”
“No fucking way.” I quipped back disbelievingly, but knowing he was telling the truth. I mean if he was bragging there’d be all sorts of details and shit along with the whole embellishing of how great he was at it and how satisfying and all. “Man, well, how’d it feel?” I asked him as he sort of scrunched up his eyebrows hesitantly shrugging his shoulders.
“Well…um…” He had to clear his throat for a moment as he sort of squirmed around. At first I thought he wasn’t going to say anything more, but then he sort of whispered. “It was…um…really nice. Way better than jacking off. I don’t know how to describe it, but it is such an awesome feeling. I mean…I don’t know Chico. Truthfully, it kind of happened fast. At first I didn’t even know that I…I…um…I mean…well one minute we were kissing and hugging and shit, and then I don’t know what came over me, but I sort of blanked out and before I knew it I was inside of her and then it just sort of happened as my body…well…I just sort of…you know. It happened so fast and then it was over as I slipped out of her.”
“Oh way cool. That must have been the best feeling ever.” I whispered to myself.
“Yeah…it was until…” He stopped again shaking his head.
“Until what?” I asked him.
“Shit Chico, it was a stupid thing to do. I mean she could have gotten pregnant or something. I was like only eleven, almost twelve you know, but still I was already…you know?” He stated looking at me realizing I didn’t have a clue. “Shit Chico you really don’t know that much do you. Fuck I was already squirting back then, and that is what can get girls pregnant.” He told me looking at me all funny like.
“Oh…yeah…I knew that.” I admitted about the semen stuff and all. I did know about that kind of stuff. “I mean I’m not that stupid Ben. I know how girls get pregnant and all.”
“Oh…sorry Chico. It’s just that the way you are asking me questions…and the way you looked at me…I…I…don’t know what to think. I mean one second it is like you know shit, and then the next you don’t. I mean what’s up with that?” He asked me seriously.
This time it was me who blushed as I realized that although I knew about sex, I really didn’t know about sex. Until recently I hadn’t even thought about others and stuff in a sexual way. I mean sure, I’ve messed around with other kids and all when I was little. You know sort of looking at them and even touching them, but it was never in a sexual kind of way, and it never even did anything for me when I did that sort of thing. It was just one of those little boy curiosity types of things, never anything sexual. Even when I started to masturbate, I never thought of it in a sexual way, even though it was a sexual thing. It made me feel so damn good and all, but until recently it never really was about having sex. Lately though, my masturbations have sort of changed towards a sexual manner. I was finding how enjoyable it was making it more about sex than simple gratification. I know it is a strange thing to distinguish, but I was now at that stage in my development that I began to understand the difference.
My mind focused back on Ben as I sort of sighed trying to answer his questions. “I don’t know Ben. Lately I’ve…um…well…lately things have started to…well…you know turn me on. I mean yeah I guess I don’t know all that much about sex and shit. I mean I’ve never really even fooled around and stuff. It’s not like I really had any friends I could talk to about this kind of shit. Sure I’ve had friends, but let’s face it when I’m that much younger than them they don’t want to talk shit like that with me. Besides, it hasn’t been until recently that I’ve sort of become interested in that sort of thing.” I admitted to him feeling comfortable about it since he had confided in me with other stuff.
This set off the tone for the next hour or so as we both sort of talked about the whole sex thing. At one point I noticed a huge bulge in his shorts, and I had a smaller one in mine. He noticed me looking, and had to adjust himself making me sort of laugh nervously.
“Shit Ben, that’s got to hurt the way it presses up like that. I still say that it’s got to be just huge when it is hard. I bet at least a foot long.” I told him laughing as he punched me again.
“Damn Chico, I told you it’s not that big. Haven’t you ever seen any porn or anything? Hell, now those guys are huge.” He told me looking towards me while I sort of grinned naively because I’d never seen a porn movie before. “No way dude,” he continued. “You’ve never seen any porn?” He asked me seriously as if where the fuck would I see any porn movies.
I mean I knew they had porn on video and stuff, and I’ve heard some of my friends talking casually with one another at times about getting porn off the internet and all, but most of us at school didn’t even have computers at home. For one thing it was out of most of the families’ price range where we lived. Of course there were several computers at school and all, but it was tricky to get access while at school. The local library also had computers, but those were right next to the librarian’s desk, and she was very snooty always monitoring what people were up to so that was out of the question as well. So the couple of guys who had access to computers at home were pretty popular. As for the videos I wouldn’t even know where to find any of those, and the local video store didn’t allow minors in the adult section, not to mention it would be embarrassing as hell to go there. Besides, up until now I’ve never been interested before so never went over to look at any.
“Um…I’ve seen like a playboy or something before…but not ever a movie.” I admitted to him recalling how one time as a kid a group of my friends came across a dirty magazine. I couldn’t remember if it was a playboy or what because at the time it just wasn’t all that interesting. We all had sat down to look through it, and I suppose some of my friends had popped a boner or whatever, but it just didn’t do that for me.
“Well shit then. How about instead of me just trying to answer your questions I just bring one over tomorrow for you to see? Are you going to be alone again tomorrow?” He asked me as I shrugged my shoulders.
“Yeah probably. My older brother usually goes and hangs out with some of his buddies. Mom and dad usually go out somewhere together. So yeah I’m sure, but how the hell did you ever get your hands on a porn video?” I asked him as he shrugged his shoulders.
“I got it from one of my cousins who’s in college now, but was home for summer break.” He chuckled making me wonder how the hell he managed that one. Ben saw my questioning gaze so just smiled smugly. “Well to be honest I sort of walked in on him by accident one time when he was right in the middle of…well you know.” He giggled as he sort of did the hand jacking motion thing, the one indicating a guy masturbating.
“Oh…um…yeah.” I stuttered a bit embarrassed all of a sudden for some odd reason.
“Yeah…exactly. Shit it was disgusting because he’s like a fat hairy smelly fuck too. I thought I was going to puke seeing him all naked like that just as he…um…exploded. Anyway, it surprised the hell out of him, not to mention nearly blinded me, and so he begged me not to tell his folks. Personally, I just wanted to be anywhere but near him.” Ben shuddered recalling the ghastly vision of his fat hairy butt ugly cousin flogging his log. For a second I thought Ben was going to puke.
“You alright?” I asked him as he nodded his head.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Anyway, he was so scared that he offered me one of his porn videos. It’s actually kind of cool, but hilarious if you watch it in reverse.” He chuckled making me laugh too wondering how weird it would be to see something like that happening backwards. “I think you’ll have a blast watching how some of these guys fuck the brains out of these women with huge tits and shit. And fuck, these guys are hung like a horse.” He told me making us both laugh with me getting sort of horny at the prospect of seeing something kind of dirty and naughty like that.
For some reason the whole sex thing was starting to become appealing to me. I wanted to know all about it. I thought Ben was so cool with telling me what he knew without any bragging involved. I had so many questions, and to be honest I learned a lot from him in just that little period of time that day. I could tell that at times it was a bit embarrassing for him; especially, when I asked about personal things like him masturbating, having sex, and other stuff. He had confided a lot in me answering honestly even if it was a bit awkward. I was surprised to find out how differently he had felt regarding the whole sexual thing when he was growing up compared to me.
To be honest sex never really was a thing for me until recently, it was different with him where he discovered at an early age he was attracted to others in a sexual way. He told me about the first time he discovered jacking off, and also messing around a little with other guys; although, he admitted not being so much into that regarding boys. He also talked about so much more, including some private things regarding him and his younger brother; although, with his little brother it was in general terms and nothing specific. Basically with his brother I got the impression it was more about the curiosities of sex and how certain things felt. You know typical boys exploring their sexuality.
He pretty much told me everything and then some as I questioned him relentlessly. I learned so much about many different aspects regarding the whole sex thing. A lot of the stuff I sort of knew, but he helped fill in some of the other gaps. In a way I guess he was able to talk about what he had done with others because it wasn’t as if I knew any of them anyway. All of the stuff he confided in with me were from what happened when he lived in North Carolina.
Most guys when they are younger talk to their friends about these sorts of things, but I think most of it is probably so full of crap. With Ben it was different. You could tell he was honest about it all. I mean even when he talked about his experience with his girlfriend; it had been so straightforward and truthful. I mean what guy admits to someone that the sex with his girlfriend had just sort of happened, and before he knew it the whole thing was done. Who admits that it had happened so fast, and then afterwards he had been so scared about it because he hadn’t used protection.
By the time Ben arrived the next day I had already masturbated five times. He had worked me up so much the previous day that I wasn’t even disappointed that I hadn’t seen him naked like I really would have wanted. We popped in the video with me staring in amazement at my very first porn movie. Man what an eye opener that was as some of these guys and girls played around a bit before the guys began to fuck these women for real. Looking at these guys I felt totally puny compared to what they had to stick up inside of girls. I even had to admit many of them were even bigger than Ben, well at least when they were soft and floppy, I couldn’t say regarding any erection or anything because I still hadn’t seen Ben all boned up.
There were some close up shots of these women getting pounded with me watching in total awe completely spellbound. It made me start to wonder what that would be like. Then there were scenes of women on women, and men on men. Ben and I continued to watch when all of a sudden I noticed him reaching down to adjust himself while I did the same thing to my own puny inadequate little stiff soldier.
At my angle I could see the definite outline of Ben’s huge erection as it pressed against the fabric of his flimsy shorts. The weather would be changing here soon getting cold, but summer still seemed to be clinging on for a while longer this year. It was hot today so I guess Ben figured with the movie and all he wanted something more comfortable. As he adjusted his erection it just looked huge to me. Ben glanced at me catching me staring making me blush at getting caught gawking.
“What?” He asked me giggling.
Shrugging my shoulders I just replied. “Nothing, just that from what I can see you really are bigger than some of those guys in the movie.” I told him honestly as he blushed not saying anything; instead, focusing his attention back on the movie. At one point I had to gasp in shock.
“No fucking way. Is that guy sticking his dick up the other guy’s ass?” I asked Ben who just started to bust up laughing. “What?” I asked him.
“Shit Chico. I mean you didn’t say anything when the guy was doing that to one of the women.” He told me seriously.
To me I thought that was just sort of normal in a way since it was a guy and a girl. But a guy doing that to another guy just didn’t seem to register. “Well yeah, I mean he’s doing it like that to a girl.” I answered a bit baffled.
“Shit dude, what do you think gay guys do?” He asked me shaking his head.
“What do you mean?” I asked a bit bewildered.
“Dude…gay guys have sex too, so what do you think they do. Sure they masturbate and all, but they also do other sex stuff. Haven’t you ever wondered?” He asked me as I shook my head.
“No, not really.” I had to admit as we continued to watch the movie as the guys started to wrestle around until they were fucking each other up the ass.
The entire movie was an eye opener in the realm of possibilities. Ben cautioned me that this isn’t what it’s like in real life, but still these types of sex things do happen, and can be a lot of fun. I smiled at him, and I don’t know why, but all of a sudden we were both on the ground wrestling around. The next thing I knew I was pulling Ben’s shirt over the top of his head tying up his arms as we rolled around the floor. It was just like in the movie as we both laughed while I finally yanked off his shirt.
“Hey,” he protested but I didn’t give him any more time to protest as I pounced on him once more.
Like I said I was stronger and faster than him, but I allowed him to get into a position where he could tug off my shirt before I moved in on him in earnest. I reached out yanking on his shorts getting them to slip over the back of his butt. He yelped and started to protest realizing we were wrestling like the movie, but I ignored him as he tried to pull them back up. Before he knew what had happened I had tugged off his shorts leaving him in just his socks and white underwear. My mouth went dry as I got to see him in a pair of skimpy underwear for the first time. He most definitely filled them out nicely creating a huge lump. While I had paused to savor his near nakedness he took the opportunity to pounce on me starting to yank on my shorts.
What we were doing was sexy, naughty, and thrilling all wrapped up together. When he tugged my shorts downwards they got stuck for a moment on my erection before the fabric was forced over the small blockade of my little hardness. I heard Ben laughing at the whole scene since my white underwear did little to hide the fact I had an erection. I didn’t let it bother me as I leaped on Ben putting him into the final move we had learned in our wrestling class. The move was a twisting and turning maneuver that when done correctly would find your opponent on his back with your left torso straddled over his chest, his left and right arm pinned under his back, and your left hand wrapped around both of his wrists under his body. If he tried to wriggle out of the hold it was kind of painful.
I had Ben pretty much pinned able to do with him as I pleased. His left and right arm was pinned under the small his back sort of raising his hips into the air, and my left hand was firmly clamped around his wrists. This meant my right hand was completely free to do what I wanted. Ben started to wriggle around wincing in pain as I looked over my left shoulder into his pretty bright blue eyes. He really did have a very beautiful face and features. Turning back around I noticed his firm stomach and chest as he breathed in deeply gasping for air from our impromptu wrestling match. My eyes locked on to my prize noticing the large bulge in his underwear.
Looking back over at Ben I sort of smirked at him. “Well I guess I’m about to find out just how big you really are.” I teased him as he just stared back at me without protesting.
Looking back towards his package I hesitated a moment not knowing if this would be alright. Glancing back over my shoulder towards Ben, he smiled at me before giggling as my hand sort of slipped under the front of his underwear then stopping. I was still looking at Ben gauging his reaction, but he didn’t protest so I turned around easing the front of his underwear over his package. This was the first time I was really able to see closely what he had between his legs. He lifted up his hips a little allowing me to slide down his underwear. I thought that was pretty cool of him to let me take a closer look.
“Whoa dude…that’s like…wow.” I whispered glancing back at him noticing how he was sort of breathing heavily.
Now that he was naked I didn’t want to keep him all tied up so to speak so released him. He slipped his arms from beneath his back, but stayed where he was as I shifted closer for a better look. Reaching out I tentatively touched his penis picking it up in my fingers glancing over at him to see if it was alright. He didn’t say anything as he gazed at me.
“Um…is…uh…is this alright?” I asked him as I swallowed looking at that heavy monstrosity I held in my fingers.
At first Ben didn’t respond so I turned back to look at him noticing his furrowed eyebrows. Our eyes locked together for a brief moment before he sighed understanding my curiosity. For a brief second there was a hint of conflict flittering across his features as if he was sort of coming to grips about something. To this day I still speculate if he was wondering how this may somehow gay or something.
“Um…yeah…I guess. Go ahead it’s cool.” He gasped as I wrapped my finger around his large flaccid penis.
As soon as my fingers wrapped around his fleshy softness it started to inflate. My eyes flew wide as it just continued to grow in my fingers. My own penis twitched inside my underwear as I got to witness first hand the biggest penis I had ever seen come alive.
“Holy crap that’s huge.” I commented wrapping both of my hands next to one another along the length of his shaft.
The width of my two hands didn’t even begin to cover him up as the tip of his penis head slipped past one of my fist remaining exposed. I had small hands, but still that was pretty big.
“Shit dude that’s got to be like ten inches long at least.” I told Ben seriously who just gawked at me.
“Fuck no way.” He quipped shoving me off of him forcing me to release him while he sat up looking down at my still covered erection.
“Well if it isn’t ten inches long then how big is it?” I asked him as he just sort of looked at me shrugging his shoulders.
“I don’t know. Probably five inches, no bigger than six.” He told me seriously.
“Come-on.” I told him getting up pulling him along with me giggling as his now soft penis and baggy boy pouch swayed between his legs.
“Hey wait a minute, where are we going?” He asked tugging me to a stop so he could pick up his stuff.
He bent over to pick up his clothes so he could get dressed, but I yanked on his arm telling him to leave them as I tugged him up the stairs. He seemed a bit self conscious in his naked state as we entered the extra room upstairs with him looking around nervously. Ignoring his obvious apprehension I pushed him down on to the sofa in the sewing room.
“Lie down” I commanded watching as he hesitated a moment before doing as told. His penis lay snuggled across his patch of blonde pubic hairs while his boy pouch dangled loosely between his legs. I couldn’t help but smile at how nice he looked laying there all naked. It sort of made me want to do some sex stuff with him as I felt my own penis start to inflate. Ben saw it too, but thank goodness he didn’t say anything or tease me about it.
“Just stay there a moment.” I told him as I rummaged through my mom’s stuff.
He looked over towards me curiously so I glanced at him smiling. He giggled when he caught me looking down at his cute package, but didn’t say anything staying the way he was. Damn he was just so damn sexy hot looking, and my penis kept on jerking around inside of my underwear. I caught him looking at my erection and he smiled at me knowingly, but he remained quiet as I pulled out what I was looking for.
Holding it up, I walked back over to Ben. “Now we will find out for sure.” I told him as he lifted his head putting his hands behind his neck to get comfortable while I showed him the tape measure. It was one of those soft ones that tailors used, not the rigid rulers like in school. Since he had a flaccid penis I went ahead measuring it along the top part of his penis from where it began on his pubic mound to the tip of his cut penis. He watched me intently as I measured him precisely.
“Well?” He asked a bit curiously as I put the tip of my finger on the tape measure.
“Five and a quarter inches.” I told him looking at him as he sat up.
“No way.” He exclaimed in disbelief at how big he was in his softened state.
“Yes way.” I assured him showing him where my finger was positioned on the measuring tape before pushing him back down.
“So now what?” He asked as we both realized he didn’t have an erection.
Reaching out I took his soft penis in my hand slowly working my fingers up and down masturbating him. Ben immediately gasped sitting up at about the same time his penis jerked in my hand.
“What the fuck dude.” Ben complained shoving my hand away.
“Don’t be such a baby about it.” I told him pushing him back down against the couch. “I’ve already touched you downstairs making you get hard so don’t get all embarrassed about it now.” I told him as I took his soft penis in my hand masturbating him with gusto.
It didn’t take long for him to get hard, and I was really enjoying how it felt in my hands as it swelled and hardened. I was mesmerized with watching it glide between my small right fist as I slid my hand all along the length of his rigid penis. My fingers no longer connected together that’s how fat his penis got. He even started to produce some pre-cum which allowed my fingers to glide even more smoothly along the hot fleshy hard tube like appendage. “Shit stop already.” Ben hissed as I looked over towards him.
“You sort of got a little wet.” I stated absentmindedly as he shrugged his shoulders.
“Yeah that’s pre-cum.” He responded realizing this was another one of those things I didn’t really know about; although, it happens to me too. “It sort of happens when a guy starts to feel good, and it is natural so that it can be used as a sort of lubrication.” He finished as I nodded filing away this information for the future. “Hurry up and measure me before it goes down again.” He commanded as I used the tape measure on him again. His hard penis was pointing straight up towards his head, but had a sort of backwards curve to it. With the soft tape ruler I was still able to measure him properly though.
“Well?” He asked again.
“Um… over six and three quarter’s inches, close to seven inches.” I told him a bit disappointed that it wasn’t like nine inches long, but still that was pretty big for a fourteen year old.
“See, I told you it wasn’t like ten inches long.” He stated shoving my hand away.
“Yeah, but still dude, that’s like huge and you’re only fourteen. Just think how big it might get by the time you are eighteen.” I told him seriously as he paused a moment not happy with my comment.
“I hope it doesn’t get any bigger.” He told me seriously. “Hell, six and three quarter inches is still pretty big even for an adult.” He grunted getting up hurrying down the stairs just in case someone came home early.
Following Ben down the steps gave me a new angle to watch him. He had a cute ass, and having just watched the porn movie I started to wonder what it would be like to fuck it. When he rounded the corner I got to see his penis and ball sack wriggling around between his legs. He really was a good looking guy, and I couldn’t get rid of my erection. By the time we got downstairs I was so hard with a little wet spot on the front of my underwear.
Ben saw it along with the tape measure, and smiled wickedly at me. “Since you are still boned up we might as well measure you too.” He told me making me lay down on my back while he pulled down my underwear.
He looked at me for a good long moment when I noticed him begin to stir between his legs from seeing me all boned up like this. He reached over stroking my erection. “Fuck,” I gasped at the tingling sensation running up along my insides. It was so intense that I almost shot my load. I hadn’t expected him to do that, but I guess it was only fair since I had done it to him.
“Oh, fuck dude, I’m sorry.” He stated jerking his hand back allowing me to calm down.
“It’s…um…it’s alright. You just surprised me, and almost made me…” I hesitated as he looked back at me scrunching his eyebrows a bit confused before he just cracked a smile.
“Dude, did you just about cum all over my hand.” He teased me with it being my turn this time to look away a bit embarrassed. “Hey don’t sweat it…it’s cool. When we were upstairs I knew it was coming, and I almost did the same thing to you.” He assured me making me feel better as he started to measure my erection.
His hands were warm as he fiddled around a bit, and I closed my eyes enjoying how another boy’s fingers felt on my penis. It was the first time I’ve ever been touched by someone else, and it felt fantastic. I could feel the tape measure along the length of my shaft for a few moments before he sat back up rolling it up.
“Well?” It was my turn to ask this time around.
He just shrugged his shoulders not looking at me. “Fuck Ben, it’s not like I don’t know it isn’t all that big. Just tell me how long it is. It’s not like I’ll be embarrassed or anything.” I assured him.
Sighing he looked over at me. “It’s just a tad over two and three quarters of an inch long.” He finally told me as I sat up next to him.
He looked at me with worriedly with those adorably cute eyes. “Hey, it’s really not about the size Chico.” He started to tell me as I just laughed.
“Geeze Ben, you’re more concerned about my small pecker than I am. It’s not as if it isn’t going to get bigger or anything at the moment. Besides, I’m sure it will grow a little as I get older. Even if it only gets slightly bigger I really don’t care all that much.” I told him seriously as he smiled encouragingly at me.
Then a thought occurred to me as I started to laugh my ass off while Ben just looked at me like I’m crazy. “What?” He asked me seriously.
“Shit dude, you’re like two and a half times bigger than me.” I told him seriously still laughing at the big difference in size. At first he didn’t think it was funny, but when I jumped on top of him reaching down between us clamping our peckers together in my hand he sort of jolted as his penis immediately inflated between us. The feeling of my smaller penis up against his larger one felt exquisite as we both looked down at the difference in size. We looked up at one another busting up laughing until he shoved me off of him getting up to put on his clothes.
“Fuck Chico. For a thirteen year old you are so fucking cool. Nothing at all like my younger brother. He’s still like a fucking kid in a lot of ways. You too, but different…you know what I mean?” He stated as he slipped on his shorts making me a bit disappointed to see his penis disappear like that.
“Yeah I guess,” I told him getting dressed as well.
“Shit Chico, most kids your age would have just freaked out about the size of their pecker. You could care less not even embarrassed or anything about it.”
“Thanks, but geeze Ben you shouldn’t either. Come-on. Tomorrow you should just start taking a shower. Who gives a shit if someone says anything?” I told him noticing him sort of blush. “I tell you what…I’ll take a shower too. We will use the back one. I noticed not as many guys go to that one, and most of them are pretty cool friends of mine.
Ben thought about it for a moment before smiling at me. “Yeah you’re right…cool.” He stated nodding his head. “Maybe between your little one and my big one we will look just average.” He teased me as I pounced on him once more wrestling around for a few moments just in a friendly manner.
“Yeah, cool I guess.” I told him once I released him. “It’ll be all good, and I bet after a day or two no big deal.” I stated as we both giggled at the ‘no big deal’ comment.
As promised the following day we both hopped into the showers after gym class. We stood side by side under the spraying water with Ben receiving stares at first, and even a few chuckles with some of the guys constantly glancing our way before I spoke up.
“What, haven’t you guys ever seen a thirteen year old with a small pecker before?” I laughed as some of the other guys looked my way busting up laughing.
One of the guys who was a decent friend of mine sort of shook his head. “Dude, no ones looking at your puny junk. We’ve all seen that little worm of yours before. No it’s Ben over there. Damn dude, did you get an implant or something?” My friend James stated breaking the whole silence on Ben’s size.
At first Ben just was sort of embarrassed, but I laughed at James’ joke shaking my head. “Damn James why don’t you go over to find out if it’s real or not. Hell, the last time you touched your mom’s boobs to see if they were real or fake you couldn’t tell either.” I hooted because the inside joke around us guys who knew James was that his mom had fake boobs.
This set everyone roaring at James’ expense as my friend just sort of shoved me catching me by surprise knocking me on my ass. It must have been a pretty funny sight seeing my naked ass, not to mention that small little worm and loose boy pouch of mine wriggling around like that. By this time everyone in the entire shower stall were laughing their asses off as I got up. A few minutes later it was all over as everyone filed out of the shower room to get dressed.
The following days went off without a hitch. Ben still got a couple of stares along with a couple of chuckles and shaking of head, but there wasn’t any bad teasing or anything concerning how huge he was between his legs. It was funny to note though that the first week our shower stall seemed fuller than usual. I guess word sort of got around about Ben with it being a bit disconcerting for him at first. Then he realized it was just the guys being curious. After that things just settled down without it becoming an issue.
What happened over the weekend, and seeing Ben naked every day in the showers was making me hornier with each passing day. It was making things so hot and heavy for me that I now had to jack off every chance I got. It never took long for me to go over the edge so to speak as the image of Ben’s erection in my hands had me blowing my wad several times a day. It just amazed me that I was able to get another erection to jack off so often successfully each and every time so soon after an orgasm. One time I even jacked off having an intense orgasm releasing all the tension, only to start jacking off immediately to an arousing second orgasm within moments of one another. I was jacking off so much now that I actually managed to rub myself raw on Wednesday prompting me to finally slow down the following day because it kind of hurt.
Thursday was also the day that Ben came to school looking a bit down. When I asked him about it he told me if his dad wants to get a promotion they have to transfer back to North Carolina. I was heartbroken because I really felt like things could have gone places between me and Ben. I mean he didn’t seem so into doing things per se with me in a sexual way, but seemed alright to sort of let me do things with him, perhaps creating a sort of reciprocal action from him. During our sexual discussions he had mentioned he had sort of messed around with other boys when he was younger, but it really didn’t do much for him. He really was into girls. As for me I didn’t seem to have an interest in girls yet, but it could still happen later since I just now started to become interested in the whole sex thing.
It is difficult to just up and move, but for Ben at least he was moving back to where he had left so it wouldn’t be so bad getting integrated and re-acquainted with his old friends. In addition this time around he will at least be able to stay in one place long enough to graduate from High School.
“Shit dude, when do you leave?” I asked him kind of bummed out for him and me because he’s the first person I was really able to confide in sexually, and it seemed like he had trusted me too with certain things that were private.
“We’ve got to start packing this weekend. The moving trucks will be here so I’m already starting to box up the stuff in my room. This totally bites.” He told me moaning about all the work.
“I know dude, but hey, at least you are moving back where you still have friends and shit. Hey, and maybe even to your old girlfriend…that is unless she’s found someone with a bigger cock to satisfy her needs.” I teased him.
“Hey, not so loud.” He shushed me a bit apprehensively looking around to make sure no one heard.
“What are you so paranoid about? Who cares who hears us now since you will be gone before long? Besides, no one’s around close enough to listen to us anyway. Besides, I’m pretty sure everyone already knows about your size.” I teased as he looked back at me a bit miffed at first before lightening up realizing I was right as he sort of laughed. “Can you come over for at least a couple of hours over the weekend?” I asked him as he sighed shrugging his shoulders.
“Yeah, I guess I can find some time.” He replied as we continued to munch on our lunch as some of the guys on my football team joined us.
When Saturday rolled around I just about jumped out of my seat downstairs running up the stairs when I heard the doorbell. Mom was still home so I grabbed Ben’s hand dragging him around the corner of the house where our truck was sitting. It was concealed over there as we stepped inside the back of the vehicle. Our truck had a canopy over it with curtains for privacy. It was still warm enough outside, but the temperature was starting to change with cold winter weather swooping in on us in a few weeks. Our spring and fall weather was either hot or cold without much of a transition period, so basically it just sort of went from cold winter weather to hot summer weather before shifting back to cold winter weather.
“What’s going on?” Ben questioned as I shoved him on to the mattress we had in the back of the truck so he was lying on his stomach.
“Nothing, just sort of figured you’d be a bit sore from all the moving at home.” I told him as I straddled him sitting down across the back of his thighs pulling up his shirt.
“I don’t know Chico. Do you think this is such a good idea? What if someone comes by or something?” He complained to me as he looked over his shoulders while I slowly started to massage his back.
“Don’t worry no one will come by…if they do the curtains are drawn. My dad’s in town with my brother, and my mom doesn’t drive the truck…don’t worry.” I assured him as he laid his head on his hands moaning with enjoyment due to the amount of pressure I was applying on his back.
My grandmother used to rub my back lightly at night before I went to sleep, and I remember how wonderful it felt. Normally she would lift up my shirt lightly running her fingernails up and down my back sending tingling sensations all along my skin. Over the years I’ve sort of discovered I had pretty good hands instinctively knowing how much pressure to apply when giving someone a massage. I’ve never done it to someone I’ve been attracted to before, so I was really hoping I could get Ben to relax.
He moaned sighing contentedly. “Mmmmm, that feels so fucking good.” He exhaled softly while I ran the palm of my hand across his bare skin enjoying the feel of his flesh on my hands. I paused long enough to remove his shirt without him complaining as I continued to massage him. My hands ran all across his back, shoulder, neck, and arms as he sort of dozed a bit while I worked on him for a good ten minutes. He seemed almost asleep as I shifted a little rubbing my hands further downward over his butt cheeks before shifting to his legs. He had his jeans on so it was more difficult, but he continued to doze as I ran my fingers up the inside of his legs slowly tucking them beneath him copping a feel. He didn’t even budge as I ran my fingers along the length of his shaft loving how it felt.
Ben was asleep now so I was sort of stumped for the moment, but decided to take the chance as I rolled him over on to his back. He stirred for a moment sighing again as I ran my hands across his chest and stomach. He had woken up a little, but didn’t seem to mind that I was working on his front side now. I could see his large erection pressing up against his jeans sort of angling towards his left shoulder so that it wouldn’t stick out beyond the waistband of his jeans. Reaching down I undid his belt buckle, unsnapped his jeans, and tugged on the zipper. Ben was breathing evenly now, and I could tell he was in sort of that hazy stage yet still aware enough as I pulled aside his snaps revealing the large lump in his underwear.
It was a beautiful sight as I continued to run my fingers along his stomach and chest noticing how his erection throbbed inside of his underwear. Stopping for a moment I slipped off my shorts completely naked now from the waist down as I took a chance slowly tugging on his jeans and underwear. Ben shifted a little, and both his jean shorts and underwear slid downwards all the way to his ankle as I once more straddled him settling my butt on his thighs.
He was completely naked now as he lay on his back giving me complete access to his penis and testicles. I had to admit that he was so beautiful at the moment. I am pretty sure to this day he had been so tired that he was sort of half asleep not really lucid enough to realize what was happening. To be honest I think if he had been awake this would never have happened as I continued to run my hands all over his upper body watching how his large erection seemed to pulse in reaction to the stimulation I was giving him.
Slowly I dipped my hands down lower running them over his fleshy tepid hard shaft watching it jerk upwards in reaction to being touched. My hands dipped down between his legs as I fondled his sagging boy pouch enjoying the feel of the weight from his testicles. I’ve never noticed that before, you know the weight of sagging testicles. Ben moaned shivering as I leaned forward rubbing my much smaller penis up against his extremely large one. A single bead of pre-cum appeared on the tip of his penis as I reached down encircling both of our erections in my hand slowly stroking them both at the same time. This was so fucking awesome feeling his large erection up against mine as I started to get carried away increasing the tempo of my pumping fist.
All of a sudden my body jerked as I unloaded myself all over Ben effectively bringing him fully awake because at the same time he too started to spray his load all over the place. My small meager amount splattered over his stomach, but right after I unloaded mine he nearly jolted upright crashing back down as his hips bucked upwards shooting out a huge glob of his seminal fluid up into my face hitting my chin and mouth. He heaved a couple of more times as I watched in utter fascination while both of his testicles contracted upwards with his stiff penis jerking around as if alive in my fist. It was a magical moment for me as I watched someone else for the very first time in the throes of orgasmic bliss. All too soon though it had ended, but not before the image of a sweet teenage boy in the throes of an intense orgasmic blissfulness was permanently etched in my mind.
Releasing our torrid twitching erections I placed my arms on either side of Ben’s shoulder slumping forward gasping for air looking down into his sweet face. The older boy finally opened up his sky blue eyes looking right into my own puppy dog brown ones. He was gasping for air too as his eyes wandered down his naked body his now spent penis still twitching every once in a while within a pool of cum. Reaching over I grabbed a rag wiping us off. Once I finished cleaning us up Ben sort of gently pushed me off of him so he could pull up his shorts. He glanced over at me blushing. He didn’t look like he was mad or anything, but sort of looked like this might have been a mistake.
“Um…I…I just wanted to give you something nice before you left.” I told him lamely as he smiled halfheartedly at me.
“Yeah sure…um…thanks.” He stated pausing when he noticed I looked a bit crestfallen because I really was disappointed in not making him happy. “Look Chico it really was kind of nice and all…just that…um…you know.” He tried to explain. “I’m more into girls these days. I mean…not that I really minded what you did…just I’m sort of over that phase. It’s just…I’m into girls more than guys and stuff. Don’t worry its cool what happened and all…you know…,” he stated scrunching his eyes trying to explain. “I know you are just sort of getting into the whole sex stuff…but…I…um…I’m sort of over doing stuff with other guys. Is that cool?” He asked me as I smiled nodding my head understanding what he meant.
Hell I pretty much knew that already, but had taken the chance that he would let me do something with him. I’m glad he was cool with what had happened as I got dressed before we climbed out of the truck. He looked around making sure no one had seen us as we continued to talk some more. I gave him my address so he could write, but pretty much knew it wouldn’t happen. I mean over the years I’m still in contact with some of my friends from the different places we lived, but those were only the ones where my parents had been friends with their parents. Kids just don’t seem to stay in contact all that much except for like Christmas cards and stuff. Then it was only if your folks sort of tell you over the years to write during those times mailing it off for you. When Ben left I knew that would be the last time I ever saw or heard from him. It never bothered me before to leave behind friends, but this time it was somehow different.
Entering my house I looked at the weather taking note it would be a crappy winter indeed this year.
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End of Chapter Three
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Tim yawns nodding his head. “Yeah, I suppose, but I think I’m going to hop in the shower first…to um…you know…wash the chlorine off my body.” He states as he climbs over me his rigid four and a half inch erection creating a good sized tent in his red colored shorts. Even though he’s already taken a shower a couple of hours ago it makes me think I’ll do the same before going to bed. “Oh…and I think maybe also take care of this little problem you created for me.” He teases pumping his hips in a fucking motion just several inches in front of my face laughing as his hard tube forces the fabric to tent outwards obscenely. I just frown at him admonishingly, but also not able to help myself because of the situation I begin to laugh at his little exhibitionist taunt.
Seeing Tim like this reminds me of another sexy fourteen year old boy, one who had also made my heart go pitter patter at one point in my life. It was actually my very first brush with love, brief as it may have been; although, if truth be known, first loves always tend to be fleeting in most cases. Now as I watch Tim climb up off the couch his sleek body moving gracefully towards his bathroom, my mind races backwards in time when life seemed so much simpler.
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We’ve been living in O’Banyon Illinois for almost a year now as my thirteenth birthday arrives with me really not doing anything special for it. I never did before either. I might have some friends over, but for the most part we’ve always just sort of celebrated birthdays as a family. My folks really were cool about gifts and stuff. I mean we couldn’t afford much, but I have to be honest that I never ever felt jilted on the gift front when birthdays and Christmas time rolled around. We never truly had those so called spectacular gifts, but we also never felt deprived either.
As I turn thirteen in December my birthday comes and goes followed quickly with Christmas. Even some of the families in our area come and go as some move away while others move in. My parents bought a small house, our very first one ever, and even though the town has many local residences it also has a good population of government employees. My dad worked with a company that deals with government contracts so we always lived in places where there were families coming or leaving on a regular basis. As my eighth grade enters the last several months a new family moves into the house a couple of blocks down the road with a kid in my grade, but a little over a year older than me, which of course I’m used to. He has a brother who is a year younger than him closer to my age, but in the grade below me so I sort of become friends with the older brother whose name is Ben Seaberry.
As I think back on Ben he really was a very beautiful kind of guy. I was thirteen and he was fourteen. I suppose he was sort of small for his age, with a messy short to medium cut bleach blonde curly like hair and wonderful sparkly blue eyes. Like I said they moved a couple of blocks from me, and I started to get to know him in school. Since we lived close to each other we began to hang out becoming friends. His younger brother by one year, the same age as me, wasn’t all that bad looking either. He was little taller than his older brother, a bit thinner and lankier, but as brothers go the two of them really looked different from one another. I’m pretty sure they were brothers from the same parents, but back then I didn’t really take notice of those sorts of things. Ben like I said was probably a bit on the short side for his age, about an inch or so shorter than me, but fit and trim, and to be honest really a hot sexy looking kid who still had his boyish kind of features and appeal. He wasn’t thin and lanky like his younger brother, but had a very good physique. He didn’t play any sports in school and stuff, which seemed strange to me at the time since he seemed pretty fit, but hey, each to their own I guess.
At first I really didn’t take all that much notice to the fact that after phys-ed he never took a shower. For the most part it was really at the beginning of the school year that teachers sort of made sure we all took showers by surprising us every once in a while when we came out with dry hair. They would make us march back inside for a shower. After the school year was about halfway through they never really bothered again because most of us had gotten into the habit of taking rinsing off. They were more relaxed about it in the seventh grade sort of being strict at first, but then soon afterwards letting things slide. However once in eighth grade they really sort of stuck to their guns for a long time before finally just letting it be since most everyone was resigned by that point who were shy about it and all. So by the time Ben moved into town with only a few months left to the school year he just sort of never took a shower.
It wasn’t as if he really stunk or anything. Most of the activities in our phys-ed class really weren’t all that strenuous, so it wasn’t as if he stank afterwards having built up a sweat or anything. So like I said I really never took note of such a thing, and also because at that stage I wasn’t really all that focused on the whole sex thing either. There was plenty of young eye candy to go around keeping my fantasies stoked for when I masturbated, but still for some reason I never really had the urge to have physical sex with those boys I was fantasizing about at that time.
Summer vacation came into full swing with me and Ben hanging out more often. Most of the time the two of us would just watch television at my house, or go outside for a bit when it wasn’t too hot. When he came over we would go downstairs into the basement to sit in the big round bamboo papa-san chair. We had brought it back with us from the Tropics, and at our age and size it was big enough to seat both of us, but since it had an inward kind of curve to it we sort of always ended up with our bodies squished up together. Downstairs was really nice because it was much cooler being in the basement during the hot summer weather.
Of course we sort of fooled around like all kids that age, not sexually or anything, well at least not on my part, and if he was fooling around with me I didn’t really even notice still being kind of naïve about it. I’m trying to remember if he ever sort of grabbed me or anything, or tried to get a sneak peak. It wasn’t as if our tight fitting shorts back then hid all that much anyway.
As the summer progressed I started my football practices for the freshman High School Team. Of course I was younger than everyone else on the team, but I was fairly athletic so didn’t do too bad a job even though in High School I didn’t get to play all that much because of my age. During summer vacation we had double practice sessions. Once in the morning, and then you went home for a few hours before going back in the afternoon. It was miserable because it was so hot, but we trudged on bravely. There were a lot of hot looking guys on the team, and I started to take notice of all the athletic naked bodies of the other boys while in the showers. It seemed as if all of a sudden sex was starting to enter into my mind. It still was more of a casual thought, and nothing in regards to being overwhelmed with any need, yet still I started to enjoy all the naked bodies around me after practice when we would jump in those big open shower facilities. Of course I was careful never to pop an erection, but I sure came close on a number of occasions with certain cute looking guys.
Even though I was starting to get turned on I still never thought about the whole gay issue thinking such feelings are just natural at our age. Once our double practice sessions began I didn’t get to see Ben all that much during those first several weeks. After my freshman school year began there was football practice after school let out, but most of the weekends were open because almost all of our games were on a Friday night, well late afternoon and before the varsity team. After a Friday game we usually had a light practice session the following morning with most Sundays off.
I began hanging out with Ben again on the weekends, and of course we had a few classes together at school so I saw him then as well. I was starting to take notice of Ben now in a more sexual kind of way getting more curious about him. We had gym class together and I noticed he still didn’t take showers. I didn’t know why, but he just never did for some reason. We also didn’t have our gym lockers in the same row so I never even got to see him peal out of his gym shorts to get dressed. However, he seemed to have a decent package when I saw him in those tight fitting faded red shorts he always wore. I started to get into the habit of skipping the showers as well because gym was the last class of the day with football practice right after which sort of made the point mute for two reasons. First of all why take a shower when fifteen minutes later I’d be sweating up a storm once more, and secondly I took a shower after football practice anyway.
One day during gym class at the beginning of the school week we were sort of sitting on the bleachers together taking a break. Several of the older guys were around as well gawking at some of the girls. By this point in my life I began to notice that it was kind of expected to gawk at girls so started to look intently as well. Both Ben and I were sitting next to one another being just casual as I ‘oohed’ and ‘awed’ at the girls even though they really didn’t turn me on. I was sort of turned away from Ben looking over towards one of the hottest girls in school that was doing some practice moves for the cheerleading squad. She was doing the typical kinds of things while we all gawked when her skirt would fly up into the air. Of course she had those cheerleading shorts on that were part of the outfit, but they were skimpy tight fitting things, and I knew this is what all the guys were after and eyeing so greedily.
I had just turned my attention towards her direction turning slightly away from Ben. We had both been looking at something different so I knew he still didn’t see the hot girl. I sort of reached out towards him so I could tap him to get him looking in the correct direction because I knew this is the scene all of us boys were supposed to be looking at.
What happened next was completely unintentional, but I guess in a way sort of started to get the ball rolling between myself and Ben. As I reached out towards him still focused on the supposedly hot girl, my hand tapped him not on the leg, but full on his crotch. At first I didn’t realize it, but then all of a sudden I noticed that I was actually touching his groin tapping my hand on his penis. It felt pretty damn big so I knew he was sporting an erection. I didn’t know if he was hard because I had actually touched him, or if it was all the girl action around us. My senses told me it had to be because of all the girls.
Once I realized what I had done I twirled around towards him in complete shock. He was looking down towards his crotch where I had just pulled my hand away horrified by what I had just done. Of course I was still fairly naïve about those sorts of things, but I still knew a guy just didn’t do that with another boy.
“Shit Ben…um…sorry. I…I didn’t mean it.” I stammered to the hot curly blonde haired boy sitting next to me who just sort of looked back up from his crotch his face several shades of red from mutual embarrassment.
I didn’t know who was more anxious about the situation, Ben or me. I guess we both were kind of mortified as we looked around making sure no one had seen us.
Everyone else was focused on the Cheerleaders so I guess we were safe.
“Um…it’s…I…uh…I mean no problem. I know it was an accident.” Ben replied leaning in towards me to let me know in a quiet tone so we wouldn’t be overheard.
He looked away continuing to blush though, which seemed to make me redden too for the awkwardness of the situation. We didn’t say anything more about it, and when gym class ended we just got dressed in our separate aisles going our own ways. I headed for football practice while he caught the bus for home.
After another sweltering hot and sweaty practice I headed home for dinner. After dinner I went straight to my room to start in on my school work. For some reason it was difficult to focus on homework because the image of Ben’s cute blonde haired blue eyed facial features kept popping into my mind along with his really fine looking body. What really surprised me was that my mind seemed to continually wander down his near naked body to look intently at his bulging boy bits as his erection made them tent outwards. I’ve never actually seen him tenting with a real erection before, but for some reason having touched his stiffness today had set my mind to fantasizing about it.
After a fitful couple of hours at attempting to get my work done I finally managed to finish in a somewhat acceptable fashion. I went to bed physically exhausted from football practice while mentally worn out because of my struggle with homework. I was so tired I just wanted to go to sleep, but just couldn’t manage it as I tossed and turned. I was still in the habit of masturbating when I went to bed, but the day’s events had left me totally wiped out. In the end though I sighed in resignation as I rolled on to my back, lowered the sheets below my throbbing three inch erection, and went to town on myself.
Immediately I settled in for my session closing my eyes so I could conjure up some of my usual naked boy images in my mind. Yet for some reason instead of the usual sexy boys, my brain immediately began to fantasize about Ben with that yet unseen erection of his between his legs. Fuck, for that matter I still hadn’t even seen him naked at all, but my imagination was now in overdrive with the pretend image of him standing in front of me. All of a sudden my entire body seized up unexpectedly as the intense wave of my orgasm caught me by surprise. I’ve been masturbating so often now that it was just normal to feel the impending climax. The image of a pretend naked Ben had somehow stimulated me so intensely that within five seconds of starting my jacking off session I was thrown into the intensity of my orgasm. It happened that fast, and it was truly extreme.
My insides immediately felt like they were on fire as my hips instinctively hitched upwards. Hell for that matter even my toes curled up which never happened before as the sensation of cum coursing through my short rigid shaft came blasting out the tip with a force I hadn’t felt since that first orgasm of mine when I still lived overseas.
To this day that imaginary representation of Ben standing so beautifully in all his naked glory is forever more etched into my memory. I watched intently as things seemed to unfold in slow motion at that one split second in time when the slightly dense and milky like goop came blasting out the tip of my purplish mushroom shaped acorn sized penis head. It is amazing how time can seem to slow down for a moment, and what our mind wraps around. I can still clearly see the viscous globular substance as it arched upwards to slowly descend and splatter on my nose, mouth, and cheeks.
I literally slumped back onto the mattress completely exhausted and drained. The orgasm happened so fast, and ended just as quickly, as I lay there gasping for air completely confused as to why I had been so turned on by Ben. I didn’t feel bad about it in the least, but just couldn’t figure out what was happening to me or why I was feeling this way about the blond. Sure he was my buddy, and I had that sort of caring feeling for him as a friend, but somehow what I was feeling now seemed like something more with me not able to wrap my mind around it all.
The next couple of days flew by as usual with me and Ben never mentioning or saying anything to one another about what had happened that day on the bleachers. I found myself looking at him more intensely trying to get a better view of what he had hidden between his legs. I even attempted to get over to him in the locker room after gym class hoping to get a sneak peak of him in his underwear the next day. I didn’t want to get caught perving on another guy so it was sort of a difficult task. In the end I never did get to see him in his underwear.
When Wednesday rolled around the curriculum for our gym class went through a scheduled change. For us guys it would be a few weeks of learning wrestling moves. I can’t recall what it was for the girls. Anyway, I’ve never had formal wrestling as one of my sports. Of course as a typical boy I’ve had my fair share of wrestling around with friends, but never any real lessons with proper moves.
As the lessons began I found out that I kind of enjoyed learning a little about wrestling doing fairly well with the moves. I’m a visual kind of learner so these types of things are easy for me to pick up on. Our gym teacher rotated us around with different partners so as luck would have it on Friday I was paired up with Ben. For some reason this really excited me as a new move was shown to us all so that we could practice. It was an interesting move, but these days I can’t recall what it was called or how it is done. All I know is that it was a move that kind of rolled and tied up a person beneath you. I took my turn at being the guy who performs the move. As we went through the motions I effectively tied Ben up into a sort of knot where one of his arms was pinned across his body with the rest of him rolled up on his back pinning him.
Then it was his turn to do it to me. The first time he performed the move I noticed how his body was above me with his legs spread apart giving me a good view of his crotch as his faded red cottony shorts scrunched up against his package revealing a nice sized bulge. I couldn’t really make out where his penis was or the shape of it, but I did note mentally that he seemed to have a good sized package. He released me allowing me to get back into position again so he could perform the maneuver once more.
This time as he rolled me into a ball I tried to shift my arm a little so I could have some wriggle room. In his position and angle he couldn’t see what I was up to as I looked around quickly noticing how involved everyone was with what they were doing. As Ben rolled me into position on my back with him sort of straddling his legs over me I reached up brushing my fingers against the hem of his shorts which hung loosely along his legs.
It was a bold move on my part, and if someone had caught me could have been disastrous, but I was desperate to see what he had beneath his shorts. The move was successful since I was able to create an opening large enough for me to see into the depth of his shorts. The vision that greeted me was a small sweet victory because a nice sized lump was clearly visible within the protective covering of his white boy’s briefs.
The middle crease on his shorts was pressed up firmly against his crotch successfully separating his two testicles on either side of the crease. What I saw bulging up against his underwear was his left testicle. His underwear concealed him, but it still didn’t stop me from seeing the sort of skin coloring through his damp underwear with large Robin’s egg sized testicle. In a way I was a bit frustrated and disappointed too because his penis was hidden on the other side of the crease, but still at least I was able to see something of him. I reached up again to see if I could get his shorts shifted into a better position for an improved view, but as soon as I reached out he shifted releasing me. For the second time within days my hand brushed up against him making him jerk in surprise as he released me. We both blushed again, and I could only shrug my shoulders apologetically.
“Shit, sorry Ben.” I murmured as we switched position. “It’s not like I could help it or anything.” I admitted to him as he sort of blushed while moving into position so that I could start practicing the move again. “It’s just you had me all wrapped up so it kind of happened when you released me.” I explained as he cocked his left eyebrow at me looking at me briefly before accepting my explanation.
The rest of gym class went off without any further incident. I guess he realized there wasn’t much wriggle room after I rolled him up a time or two, but then again he didn’t try to shift at the beginning stages of the move like I had done. By shifting I was able to create a little bit of room, but when I had reached up to try shifting his shorts he had just started to unroll me. It was why I had accidentally bumped up against him like that.
Hell it happened so fast I hadn’t even been able to enjoy the incidental contact. After class was over we all headed inside to grab a shower and clean up. Of course neither Ben or I took a shower as I hurriedly got dressed heading out to get into the other locker room so I could get changed for football practice.
That evening I once again had a satisfying jacking off session working myself into a frenzy visualizing what I had seen earlier in the day. I was beginning to lust after Ben with him becoming even sexier in my fantasies as my fist slithered across my stiff just shy of three inch slicked up hardness.
When the weekend finally rolled around Ben came over Saturday afternoon to my house while I was chilling in the large circular papa-san bamboo chair. Mom let him in so he came downstairs settling in next to me in the chair. Having him this close to me sent shivers up my spine, and I found myself constantly glancing at his bulge pressing up against his tight jeans. I noticed he had a wide belt on with a large buckle that hooked into the hole from the outside rather the underside of the leather strap. Don’t know why I recall that so vividly, but to this day I can still see his belt buckle as it sort of dug in just above his bulge giving me a better indication of what may lie beneath Ben’s pants.
We chatted about just normal every day types of things, but I think he must have noticed me glancing at him a time or two. He was acting a bit strange too as I caught him looking at me a time or two as well, but neither one of us said anything about it. For some reason him looking at me started to turn me on. Every once in a while we would look at each other in the eye before blushing knowingly. When that happened we turned away talking about anything else to take away from the awkwardness of the situation.
At some point my mom yelled downstairs that she was heading out for a bit leaving us alone for a while. We continue to watch some shows, but started to get bored. I don’t know how it happened, but before I knew it we were wrestling around on the floor. I guess with the wrestling lessons in gym we sort of wanted to test one another out.
He was older than me, but not bigger, so it soon became obvious that I’m a bit better and stronger than him probably because of all the athletic sports I do. I didn’t want to embarrass him as we rolled around so I tried to keep things even for both of us. I don’t know why, but to tell you the truth while we were wrestling around I wasn’t even thinking about how I was grabbing or groping him in the typical ways boys do when they wrestle around. It was just plain ole simple wrestling on both of our parts. At least as far as I could tell because at the time I wasn’t paying any attention to that sort of thing so he may very well have been sort of groping me. If he was I’m afraid he was probably disappointed because I was a bit on the small side of things, and in a pair of jean shorts it would be difficult to get a hold of anything on me. Just saying is all because my erection was only about three inches, and I didn’t have much of a boy pouch at that age either. I mean I guess I wasn’t really all that small, but still smaller than most I suppose.
At some point we were both in the standing position jockeying for position when I slipped behind him wrapping my arms around the front of his small body. Then it happened, and it was totally by mistake. When I reached around him my right arm went around the front of his chest and stomach while my left hand slipped between his legs. I instinctively grabbed on to his crotch and none too lightly I might add.
“Ouch, fuck.” Ben yelped in surprise reflexively bending over slightly as he reached down clamping his hands down around mine in an attempt to protect himself jerking in a bit of pain when I continued to hold on to his large bulge just out of sheer shock.
Ben’s body immediately went completely rigid when the pain continued to shoot up and down his body from my firm grip. His bulge felt big in my small hand, and I just held on afraid how he might retaliate. I don’t know why I felt he would, but in my mind I figured the moment I let him go he’d turn on me.
“Shit-shit-shit-shit, let go Chico it hurts.” Ben grunted.
“N…n…no way. You’ll get mad at me and try to grab me or something.” I protested as I eased up a bit on his crotch yet still hung on firmly. “Besides, now I’ve got complete control over you.” I teased him changing tactics enjoying how it felt hanging on to him like that despite it being through his jeans. This was the first time I’ve ever really held anyone else’s junk in my hands. Sure it was through his jeans and I couldn’t really tell all that much, but still it was really thrilling as my body tingled excitedly.
“Fuck you.” He protested as he started to wriggle out of my grip, but I clamped down making him stop immediately.
“See.” I responded. “Now take a step forward.” I commanded as he hesitated a moment before doing what he was told giving me a better feel of his package because when he moved it forced his legs to spread apart. A small thrill ran up my spine as his stuff wriggled around in my hand.
As he stepped forward he was still stooped over, and his hands were still clamped on to my hand in an attempt to protect his goods. “Stand up straight.” I commanded immediately after I demanded he stepped forward, and without thinking he automatically stood up straighter obeying my command.
Don’t ask me what was going through my mind, but when I noticed a small gap between his jeans and waistline my right hand dove down between his pants as I snatched at his goods. The move allowed him a bit more freedom as he instinctively wriggled and doubled over once more. This had the effect of me loosing my grip on his goods with my left hand where he promptly covered himself up stopping me from being able to completely have control over his entire package. The fingers of my right hand managed to wrap firmly around the tip of his bulbous penis as he once more yelped in pain as I accidentally twisted it a bit along with some pubic hairs.
“Ouch, fuck let go Chico.” He yelled a bit forceful.
“Fuck no…you’ll just try getting me back.” I responded again in my frazzled state of mind as a thrill coursed through my veins at having a partial penis from someone else in my fingers.
It felt a bit squishy and kind of big, but it was still kind of difficult to tell what he had down there now that I only had a portion of him. With him hunched over and his hands clamped over his privates it made things difficult for me to gauge anything. It felt like he was also sporting an erection which kind of made sense to me as I thought about it at the moment because if someone else were to grab me I’d sure pop one too. As a matter of fact I had popped one for real as we both began to jockey for command. In a way we were sort of in a stalemate. He had regained most of the control back, but I still clung tightly to that cock-head of his.
“Shit Chico for real. I promise I won’t retaliate…just let go.” I heard Ben plead as he held perfectly still.
I continued to hold on for a few moments when I realized this was really going to far. It had now entered the realm of being too weird if I simply hung on.
“Shit, sorry Ben.” I told him as I finally released him. “I really didn’t mean to grab on to you or anything…it just sort of happened. After that I kind of panicked.” I admitted to him as he straightened back up and winced.
“Fuck, my cock burns.” He hissed as he shoved past me stepping into the bathroom while closing the door behind him.
Bouncing around nervously I tried to listen through the doorway without putting my ear against it in case he came back out. There was a sort of rustling sound on the other side of the door giving me the impression he had pulled down his shorts to take a closer look for any damage I might have done. I was really getting a little worried now because let’s face it what I had done was just plain weird.
The door opened back up with Ben almost stepping into me as he stopped abruptly in the doorway a bit surprised that I was hanging around so closely. “I…um…shit Ben, really I’m sorry. Are…um…are you alright and all. I mean, you know with…,” I paused as I stepped aside letting him step passed me as I followed him back into the other room.
“Yeah, it’s cool.” He responded. “I think you accidentally scraped my…um…well, it’s just a little graze, and it had sort of burned.” He tried to give me a smile, but also blushed a bit embarrassed about the whole thing.
With his light complexion his cheeks truly did burn a bright red. It was just so damn adorably cute on him as he sat back down in the papa-san chair. I hesitated a moment wondering if it was still alright to sit next to him. He must have sensed it because he just sort of scooted over giving me room as I settled in next to him.
“Are you sure we’re cool?” I asked Ben as I sat down next to him hoping I hadn’t totally freaked him out. “I mean I know it was kind of a weird thing to do and all, but I had panicked when it happened.” I admitted to him making it my turn to look away and blush.
“Um…nah…it’s cool. My younger brother is way worse.” He stated making me look at him wondering what he meant by that.
He didn’t seem like he wanted to talk about it so I let it drop as we started to flip through the channels. We both tried to ignore what had just happened with the rest of the weekend flying by without further incident.
When Monday rolled around it seemed like everything was back to normal. Ben and I chatted as we always did, and during gym class we were paired up again, but this time I didn’t try to do anything. We did build up a good sweat by the time class ended so got up to head inside the locker room to get changed. We got pulled up short though when our gym teacher pointed towards the two of us to put away the mats. It didn’t surprise us because everyday the teacher would point to a couple of random students to clean up. A few moments later we too were making our way inside the locker room so we could get out of our sweaty gym clothes.
It seemed busy inside, more so than usual, but I didn’t take notice quickly changing out of my sweaty gym gear and into my regular clothes so I could go to the football locker room on the other side of the school facility. As I started to make my way to the door I noticed a couple of our gym instructors checking to make sure we had taken a shower.
‘Crap,’ I thought to myself turning back around heading back inside. Now I know why there was a flurry of activity inside. Evidently there had been enough of us skipping showers now that our teachers were sort of checking us today as we made our way out the door. Most everyone were already finishing up with their showers as I made my way past Ben’s locker row nearly running him over as I hustled back to my locker.
“Fuck, sorry Chico, I didn’t see you.” Ben commented coming up short. “What’s the rush, did you forget something?” He asked me noticing I was heading back towards my locker instead of out.
I looked back at him jerking my thumb towards the front of the locker room at the door leading out. “Damn, the teachers are checking to make sure everyone is taking a shower.” I told him absentmindedly as Ben just rolled his eyes heading back down his row as well.
I quickly shucked off my clothes making my way over to the shower section closest to my locker. Basically there were two shower areas on opposite walls of the locker room. I stepped inside noticing it was completely empty as I offhandedly selected one of the spigots turning on the dial. Warm water came splattering out on to my body as I quickly soaped up. When I turned my back to the water I noticed Ben stepping around the corner with a towel wrapped around his waist taking a quick look around seemingly relieved no one else was inside the rectangular room.
All of the shower spigots were lined up against one side of the wall, and I had selected the closest one across from the opening just about in the middle of the wall. I saw Ben glancing towards me noticing how his eyes automatically dropped down towards my junk getting a quick view before looking away and blushing for having looked. It didn’t really bother me because that sort of thing just happens and doesn’t really mean anything. I sort of ignored him as I turned back around stepping up under the water to start rinsing off some of the soap that I had hastily lathered up on to my body and wet hair.
In short order I finished up turning back around just in time to see Ben reaching up to put his towel on to the top hook. I stopped for a moment noticing how nice his body looked from the back. Then he turned around, and I just about tripped over my feet when I saw his large penis hanging lazily over his fairly decent sized testicles. I couldn’t help it as my eyes just locked on to what was swaying between his legs for a moment or two before I managed to get moving again. What he had between his legs was about the biggest sized penis I had ever seen on another kid. Well at least that is what it seemed like to me. It started to make sense now to me as to what I had felt the other day when we were sitting on the bleachers. At the time I thought he had an erection, but now I knew better. It made me quiver realizing he hadn’t been hard at all, but rather just had a pretty big one for his age and build.
Ben must have noticed me gawking for that split second or two because he blushed hurrying over towards one of the shower heads down from where I had been. Having been caught gawking at my friend I also blushed as I scurried towards the hook holding my towel. Wrapping it around my waist not bothering to dry off I quickly made my way to the locker holding my clothes and got changed. Just as I stood up getting ready to head out I saw the towel clad figure of Ben slipping past my aisle making his way to his own locker.
“What took you so long?” I heard my gym teacher who was standing by the door grumbling at me thinking he had caught someone who had gone back inside because of not taking a shower.
“Huh?” I asked getting stopped short, but wanting to get over to the football locker room.
“I asked what took you so long and I hope from now on you will take a shower. You know how important it is for hygiene purposes to get cleaned up after working up a sweat.” My gym teacher admonished.
“Oh…yeah of course, but Ben and I had to put away the mats…remember.” I reminded my teacher managing somehow to come up with something unexpectedly. “Ben is just about done as well. It just took us a few minutes to get the mattresses put away is all.” I told the gym instructor shrugging my shoulder as he nodded his head remembering now that he did indeed assign us that task.
“Oh, yes sorry Chico I forgot. It’s just that evidently a lot of guys have been skipping out on their showers lately. Go ahead, and I’ll remember about Ben as well. Thanks you can go now.” He stated as I started to head away.
After taking a few steps I stopped turning back around. “Oh…by the way I think Ben is the last one inside anyway. He was just getting into his clothes.” I told the instructor as he nodded his head leaving his post not even bothering with waiting for Ben to come out. I didn’t want Ben to be hassled by mistake perhaps getting caught with not being able to come up with an excuse.
Evidently Ben must have heard us as he stepped out nodding his head in my direction indicating he appreciated my quick thinking while I incidentally glanced down at his bulging crotch inside his tight jeans, smiled, turned, and quickly made my way over to the football locker room all the way on the other side of school. ‘Damn, he’s so fucking huge.’ I thought to myself as I made my way down the long hallway before hitching a left turn along the far side of the school hall that would lead me to the sports locker room.
It had been a brutal practice session that day since we had lost our Friday night game to stupid mistakes so I was exhausted by the time I got home. I went through the normal routine of dinner and homework, but I didn’t watch any television as I went straight to bed. Of course just because I was tired there was no way I was going to skip out on my usual routine of playing with myself.
Stripping out of my white pair of fruit of the looms, I crawled under my light covers completely naked. For the last several years I’ve been sleeping naked in bed now just enjoying the freedom of having nothing on at all. Sighing I rolled on to my back, shucked off the covers, and looked down at my small three inch or so hard rigid penis throbbing up and down completely engorged with blood waiting expectantly. While I scrutinized myself I realized that I’ve never really measured myself down there before as I wrap my equally small little boy like hands around my shaft. Heck, my erection could even be smaller than the three inches I imagined it to be. To be honest I never really thought about it before, not until now after I had seen how big Ben’s had been in the shower earlier today. His flaccid penis looked way larger than my own erection, possibly twice as big if truth be told as it sort of hung over his loose hanging pouch just below a nice thick patch of blondish like pubes. As I thought about it I realized it really didn’t bother me how much smaller I was than Ben, it was just exciting to have seen him as I slowly began to stroke my throbbing love tool. A thrill began to run up and down my spine as I gazed down watching what I was doing to myself closely taking note really for the very first time of my looks in a more kind of sexual way.
On top of my pubic mound was a small patch of pubes that had continued to slowly fill in since the first time I took note that I had hair down there during our layover trip in Hawaii. There really still wasn’t that much hair down there, just a bit on either side of my shaft, leaving me mostly bare everywhere else.
My body wasn’t ripped or anything like some of the other kids on the football team. Of course I was a year younger than the other kids on my team, but I was fairly talented when it came to sports. I wasn’t skinny or anything, and not stocky either, just sort of a solid kind of build. I was about five feet tall weighing in at around a hundred five pounds. I was average in height for my age, but again a very solid build that wasn’t in a bad way seemingly more like it just sort of fit. I mean, there have been girls who have complimented my looks so I guess I didn’t look bad or anything. With honey brown hair and lively brown eyes I still sort of had that little kid kind of facial features.
As I look back on it now I can understand why. Both of my parents who were in their mid thirties back then, but are now creeping up into their mid-fifties look much younger than their age. So I guess at thirteen it shouldn’t be surprising that my face sort of looked like I was still a little kid instead of with those more teenage types of features.
Ben’s naked image swam in front of my dreamy gaze as I slowly sped up the tempo of my pumping fist. I could feel a slickness sliding along the length of my hardness now as I began to leak. I didn’t know what it was called because this was a recent development for me, but I did know it helped with the stimulation portion of masturbation.
Over the last couple of days I had been fantasizing a lot about Ben, but those images were false visions of his hard erection. One in which I imagined him to have looked like from when I had accidentally touched him on the bleachers thinking he had been sporting an erection. Now I knew he didn’t have an erection at all, instead it had been only his large flaccid penis.
My mind shifted to the shower scene from earlier in the day as he sort of stretched upward putting his towel over the peg. I could clearly see his small sleek pale body as it extended upwards, including the small recessed dimpling of his two pale butt cheeks, which all of a sudden sent a thrill up my spine almost making me loose control climaxing too soon. Somehow I managed to stave off the impending orgasm as I squeezed together my own fleshy chubby cheeks gasping for air while I slowed down the tempo on my jerking penis. I felt a renewed slickness flowing out the tip of my penis as my mind shifted to the moment when Ben turned around exposing his nakedness to me.
My eyes flew open just like they had earlier in the day as I recalled how his limp penis had swayed lazily in front of his body drooping largely over his slack sagging boy pouch. His nice patch of blondish colored pubic hairs hardly concealed his large boyish shaft as it settled down from the motion of his body for a brief second. This image was too much for me as my entire body suddenly seized in orgasmic blissfulness. I heard myself grunt, lift up my hips while my toes curled , and I let loose one huge contraction watching in amazement as the globular blast of semen arched upwards to splatter up against my chest. My body convulsed a couple of more times without releasing much more of my seminal fluids other than perhaps a few drops as it drizzled out the tip end of my cut penis head.
The orgasm had been one of the most intense ones I’ve had to date with it all having to do with the real imagery of Ben in my fantasy. I don’t know why his nakedness affected me more than the other boys I fantasized about. Maybe it had to do with the fact he never exposed himself always hiding his nudity from others. In a way his body did look kind of sexy to me, and as I thought about it lying there on the mattress it occurred to me it wouldn’t bother me in the least to maybe do some things of a sexual nature with him.
Reaching over to the side I grabbed some tissues cleaning myself off being careful with my now sensitive shriveled up two or so inch softness. Again, I’ve never really measured it before at that point, but it sort of looked around two or so inches long when flaccid. I looked down at myself twisting my soft penis around in my fingers wondering if I really would be considered puny. I tried to recall some of the other boys during my junior high school years struggling to remember what some of them looked like at thirteen years old.
It sort of seemed to me as if there were plenty of kids when I was in eighth grade that were about my size now. Well maybe some of them bigger and some smaller. Most seemed to have been slightly bigger, but there had been a few who were like my size now. I guess as I thought about it I probably was on the small size for my age in the pecker department, but to be honest that idea really didn’t bother me all that much. I’ve never had an issue with my naked body. Perhaps this was due to never being teased about it, so in a way I guess I was pretty secure with how I looked at that age.
The week just seemed to go by lazily for some reason despite me getting in plenty of jacking off sessions during the day with each one of them fantasies revolving around Ben. I was really starting to get sexually turned on by my older classmate with my eyes constantly shifting his way all the time now as I soaked in his adorably cute looks.
As I’ve mentioned he was kind of short for his age, maybe an inch shorter than me yet with a really killer looking body. He wasn’t fat or anything, just nice, sleek, and smooth. The image of his lightly tanned body flashed in front of my eyes as I recalled that tan line of his making him look even sexier when he turned allowing me to see that huge snake of his slithering around between his legs.
“Hey Chico.” I heard Ben call out while I sat with a blank stare at the lunch table making me jump in surprise.
“Oh, hey Ben.” I replied as he sat down next to me making me shiver at his closeness.
That’s how it’s been going all week now when he was around. I was pretty sure he knew that I was sort of checking him out, but he never said anything, and I caught him a time or two looking at me so it was all cool.
As always Ben showed up at my house on Saturday. I was feeling pretty good because we had won the previous night. My folks were off at some other school because my brother’s team had a football game going on today. They had a game right after ours last night, but this was one of those rare times where they had a second game the following day. Usually I go to his games, but this time had opted not to go because I wanted to hang out with Ben who I knew would be coming over to the house.
Ben settled in next to me on the papa-san chair, and we just sort of went through our ritual of flipping through the channels while talking about the usual every day kinds of things. At some point it gets kind of tranquil, and I just can’t stand not knowing anymore so just up and ask him.
“So…what’s with the showers at school…I mean, why don’t you ever take one?” I ask him innocently getting a sort of defensive reaction from him.
“Well…why don’t you?” He sort of snaps back protectively, but I don’t let it disturb me as I shrug my shoulders.
“It really doesn’t make sense to me since I have to get changed into my dirty football gear five minutes later. Besides, I end up taking a shower after football practice so it would be kind of silly is all.” I pointed out to him as he sort of just stared blankly at me as if it just now made sense to him.
“Oh…I just thought…” He began before clamping down his mouth catching himself before he spoke out of place.
“What?” I ask him sort of curious now about what he thought. “I mean…why did you think I didn’t take showers?” I asked him seriously noticing how he started to squirm around a little nervously. “What?” I asked him again wondering what was bothering him.
“Um…nothing…just forget it.” He replied blushing.
“No…I want to know. Just spit it out for Pete’s sake already.” I told him giving him a firm nudge making him look away again.
“It’s…well…um…I just thought maybe you were embarrassed or something.” He finally admitted to me making me squint my eyes at him a bit confused.
“Why the hell would I be embarrassed. I mean I’ve been taking showers in school since I was eleven always making sure to get cleaned up after football practice.” I told him honestly as I looked towards him noticing how he blushed again. “So why would I be embarrassed?” I asked again.
“Um…n…nothing…j…just forget it.” He stuttered.
“No…just tell me.” I insisted.
He hesitated a moment then shrugged his shoulders. “Just…well…I mean…it just seems you are kind of small…you know…um…your stuff.” He stated. “I mean…it’s like you are twelve or something. Hell, you even look a lot younger…even my younger brother looks older than you. I don’t know, it seems most of us freshmen have sort of…well…I don’t know how to explain it. Just that for some reason when you get into high school we sort of just all look a bit…you know…older is all.” He finally admitted to me as I just stared at him with the realization about something finally kicking in.
“Oh fuck dude…I forgot…you don’t know.” I giggled at him.
“Know what?” He asked me looking towards me quirkily.
“Shit dude, I’m like only thirteen and a year ahead in school.” I told him as he just sort of looked at me like I was crazy.
“What…how the fuck does that happen?” He asked more to himself than to me.
“What do you mean how that happens? How else? I skipped a grade. They wanted me to skip two grades, but that would have been just too weird I think.” I told him honestly as he just looks at me closer as if to confirm my age.
“So?” I ask him.
“So…what?” He asks a bit puzzled forgetting my earlier query.
“Well, why don’t you take showers?” I ask him the original question again before we got side tracked noticing him blush and turn away. “I mean shit dude. It’s not like you’ve got a small pecker or anything. Hell, for that matter most guys would love to have what you’ve got.” I giggled recalling what I had seen making him blush even more. “Fuck, please don’t tell me you are really that shy about your body and shit.” I laughed at him as he shot me a dirty look, but then realized I wasn’t teasing him in a bad way or anything rather just sort of kidding around a bit. “I mean…let’s face it that’s like one big monster you’ve got swinging between your legs.” I laughed at him making him blush even more.
“Fuck you.” He retorted punching me in the harm.
“Shit…what was that for? Come on I’m only fucking with you, but for real…why so embarrassed? I mean…it’s not like you are all that bad looking or anything, and you’ve got a big pecker and all, so I don’t get it.” I told him seriously.
“Um…that’s just it. I mean…shit I don’t know Chico. It’s just kind of embarrassing…you know with how big it is and all. Guys sort of stare all the time…you know.” He explained to me, but I had a feeling there was more to it.
“So what? I mean sure, they’ll stare the first time or two, might even joke around a bit, but shit then it won’t be a big deal anymore. Besides we all joke around about that kind of shit.” I replied as he just looked at me for a second before busting up.
“What?” I asked smiling wondering what was so funny.
“Nothing…you just said it won’t be a ‘big’ deal anymore.” He stated using his fingers to put quotation marks around the word ‘big.’ “But we both know it will always be a ‘big’ deal.” He quipped making me laugh a bit relieved that he was at least starting to make this into more of joke.
“So, what’s the real scoop?” I asked him after we both calmed down. “Why are you really embarrassed?” I asked him as he shrugged his shoulders before glancing at me noticing I wasn’t going to shut up about it until he told me.
Evidently a few years back some older kids had somehow seen him naked making a big deal out of it. They teased him to no end going so far as striping him naked to show him off, which of course for like a nine or ten year old that was totally mortifying. Ever since then he’s been sort of shy because of his size down there.
“Shit dude, I mean it’s not like I’m all thaaaaat much bigger down there.” Ben sighed as he looked over towards me for confirmation.
Shrugging my shoulders I just looked at him. “I don’t know. It looked pretty damn big to me. Fuck at least twice as big as mine. That thing must turn into a monster when it gets hard.” I teased him receiving a second thump on the arm. “Fuck, stop that or I’ll get a bruise for sure, and I’ve got plenty of those from football.” I quipped as he just shook his head.
“You have no idea how embarrassing it gets and all.” He retorted as I shrugged my shoulders again.
“Shit dude don’t be so worried about it. I mean, hell, what are you going to do when you get a girlfriend and shit…when you two…you know?” I asked him honestly as a sort of afterthought.
This time Ben just shrugged. “I’ve already had a girlfriend before.” He admitted to me.
“What? When? And fuck what did you do about sex?” I asked him somehow jumping to the conclusion about the whole sex part.
“What…um…how did…I mean…why would you think I’ve had sex with a girl?” He asked me blushing swiveling his head away from me embarrassed by the question.
“Oh my God, you really did have sex already with a girl. How was it? I mean how did it feel? Is it better than jacking off and shit? This is like…I mean…whoa…this is like…I would never have thought…you know?” I asked him as Ben started turning all shades of red at having been found out about the whole sex part. “Come on Ben you have to tell me how the hell you did it when you can’t even hop in a shower naked.” I pressed him as he started to fiddle around with his fingers nervously.
“I don’t know…it just sort of happened is all.” He stated looking up at me while I stared back waiting expectantly. “It’s not like I really saw anything or she saw anything. I mean it was really late at night, and she had snuck over to my house when we lived in North Carolina. It surprised me, but she crawled under the covers with me…and well it just sort of happened.”
“No fucking way.” I quipped back disbelievingly, but knowing he was telling the truth. I mean if he was bragging there’d be all sorts of details and shit along with the whole embellishing of how great he was at it and how satisfying and all. “Man, well, how’d it feel?” I asked him as he sort of scrunched up his eyebrows hesitantly shrugging his shoulders.
“Well…um…” He had to clear his throat for a moment as he sort of squirmed around. At first I thought he wasn’t going to say anything more, but then he sort of whispered. “It was…um…really nice. Way better than jacking off. I don’t know how to describe it, but it is such an awesome feeling. I mean…I don’t know Chico. Truthfully, it kind of happened fast. At first I didn’t even know that I…I…um…I mean…well one minute we were kissing and hugging and shit, and then I don’t know what came over me, but I sort of blanked out and before I knew it I was inside of her and then it just sort of happened as my body…well…I just sort of…you know. It happened so fast and then it was over as I slipped out of her.”
“Oh way cool. That must have been the best feeling ever.” I whispered to myself.
“Yeah…it was until…” He stopped again shaking his head.
“Until what?” I asked him.
“Shit Chico, it was a stupid thing to do. I mean she could have gotten pregnant or something. I was like only eleven, almost twelve you know, but still I was already…you know?” He stated looking at me realizing I didn’t have a clue. “Shit Chico you really don’t know that much do you. Fuck I was already squirting back then, and that is what can get girls pregnant.” He told me looking at me all funny like.
“Oh…yeah…I knew that.” I admitted about the semen stuff and all. I did know about that kind of stuff. “I mean I’m not that stupid Ben. I know how girls get pregnant and all.”
“Oh…sorry Chico. It’s just that the way you are asking me questions…and the way you looked at me…I…I…don’t know what to think. I mean one second it is like you know shit, and then the next you don’t. I mean what’s up with that?” He asked me seriously.
This time it was me who blushed as I realized that although I knew about sex, I really didn’t know about sex. Until recently I hadn’t even thought about others and stuff in a sexual way. I mean sure, I’ve messed around with other kids and all when I was little. You know sort of looking at them and even touching them, but it was never in a sexual kind of way, and it never even did anything for me when I did that sort of thing. It was just one of those little boy curiosity types of things, never anything sexual. Even when I started to masturbate, I never thought of it in a sexual way, even though it was a sexual thing. It made me feel so damn good and all, but until recently it never really was about having sex. Lately though, my masturbations have sort of changed towards a sexual manner. I was finding how enjoyable it was making it more about sex than simple gratification. I know it is a strange thing to distinguish, but I was now at that stage in my development that I began to understand the difference.
My mind focused back on Ben as I sort of sighed trying to answer his questions. “I don’t know Ben. Lately I’ve…um…well…lately things have started to…well…you know turn me on. I mean yeah I guess I don’t know all that much about sex and shit. I mean I’ve never really even fooled around and stuff. It’s not like I really had any friends I could talk to about this kind of shit. Sure I’ve had friends, but let’s face it when I’m that much younger than them they don’t want to talk shit like that with me. Besides, it hasn’t been until recently that I’ve sort of become interested in that sort of thing.” I admitted to him feeling comfortable about it since he had confided in me with other stuff.
This set off the tone for the next hour or so as we both sort of talked about the whole sex thing. At one point I noticed a huge bulge in his shorts, and I had a smaller one in mine. He noticed me looking, and had to adjust himself making me sort of laugh nervously.
“Shit Ben, that’s got to hurt the way it presses up like that. I still say that it’s got to be just huge when it is hard. I bet at least a foot long.” I told him laughing as he punched me again.
“Damn Chico, I told you it’s not that big. Haven’t you ever seen any porn or anything? Hell, now those guys are huge.” He told me looking towards me while I sort of grinned naively because I’d never seen a porn movie before. “No way dude,” he continued. “You’ve never seen any porn?” He asked me seriously as if where the fuck would I see any porn movies.
I mean I knew they had porn on video and stuff, and I’ve heard some of my friends talking casually with one another at times about getting porn off the internet and all, but most of us at school didn’t even have computers at home. For one thing it was out of most of the families’ price range where we lived. Of course there were several computers at school and all, but it was tricky to get access while at school. The local library also had computers, but those were right next to the librarian’s desk, and she was very snooty always monitoring what people were up to so that was out of the question as well. So the couple of guys who had access to computers at home were pretty popular. As for the videos I wouldn’t even know where to find any of those, and the local video store didn’t allow minors in the adult section, not to mention it would be embarrassing as hell to go there. Besides, up until now I’ve never been interested before so never went over to look at any.
“Um…I’ve seen like a playboy or something before…but not ever a movie.” I admitted to him recalling how one time as a kid a group of my friends came across a dirty magazine. I couldn’t remember if it was a playboy or what because at the time it just wasn’t all that interesting. We all had sat down to look through it, and I suppose some of my friends had popped a boner or whatever, but it just didn’t do that for me.
“Well shit then. How about instead of me just trying to answer your questions I just bring one over tomorrow for you to see? Are you going to be alone again tomorrow?” He asked me as I shrugged my shoulders.
“Yeah probably. My older brother usually goes and hangs out with some of his buddies. Mom and dad usually go out somewhere together. So yeah I’m sure, but how the hell did you ever get your hands on a porn video?” I asked him as he shrugged his shoulders.
“I got it from one of my cousins who’s in college now, but was home for summer break.” He chuckled making me wonder how the hell he managed that one. Ben saw my questioning gaze so just smiled smugly. “Well to be honest I sort of walked in on him by accident one time when he was right in the middle of…well you know.” He giggled as he sort of did the hand jacking motion thing, the one indicating a guy masturbating.
“Oh…um…yeah.” I stuttered a bit embarrassed all of a sudden for some odd reason.
“Yeah…exactly. Shit it was disgusting because he’s like a fat hairy smelly fuck too. I thought I was going to puke seeing him all naked like that just as he…um…exploded. Anyway, it surprised the hell out of him, not to mention nearly blinded me, and so he begged me not to tell his folks. Personally, I just wanted to be anywhere but near him.” Ben shuddered recalling the ghastly vision of his fat hairy butt ugly cousin flogging his log. For a second I thought Ben was going to puke.
“You alright?” I asked him as he nodded his head.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. Anyway, he was so scared that he offered me one of his porn videos. It’s actually kind of cool, but hilarious if you watch it in reverse.” He chuckled making me laugh too wondering how weird it would be to see something like that happening backwards. “I think you’ll have a blast watching how some of these guys fuck the brains out of these women with huge tits and shit. And fuck, these guys are hung like a horse.” He told me making us both laugh with me getting sort of horny at the prospect of seeing something kind of dirty and naughty like that.
For some reason the whole sex thing was starting to become appealing to me. I wanted to know all about it. I thought Ben was so cool with telling me what he knew without any bragging involved. I had so many questions, and to be honest I learned a lot from him in just that little period of time that day. I could tell that at times it was a bit embarrassing for him; especially, when I asked about personal things like him masturbating, having sex, and other stuff. He had confided a lot in me answering honestly even if it was a bit awkward. I was surprised to find out how differently he had felt regarding the whole sexual thing when he was growing up compared to me.
To be honest sex never really was a thing for me until recently, it was different with him where he discovered at an early age he was attracted to others in a sexual way. He told me about the first time he discovered jacking off, and also messing around a little with other guys; although, he admitted not being so much into that regarding boys. He also talked about so much more, including some private things regarding him and his younger brother; although, with his little brother it was in general terms and nothing specific. Basically with his brother I got the impression it was more about the curiosities of sex and how certain things felt. You know typical boys exploring their sexuality.
He pretty much told me everything and then some as I questioned him relentlessly. I learned so much about many different aspects regarding the whole sex thing. A lot of the stuff I sort of knew, but he helped fill in some of the other gaps. In a way I guess he was able to talk about what he had done with others because it wasn’t as if I knew any of them anyway. All of the stuff he confided in with me were from what happened when he lived in North Carolina.
Most guys when they are younger talk to their friends about these sorts of things, but I think most of it is probably so full of crap. With Ben it was different. You could tell he was honest about it all. I mean even when he talked about his experience with his girlfriend; it had been so straightforward and truthful. I mean what guy admits to someone that the sex with his girlfriend had just sort of happened, and before he knew it the whole thing was done. Who admits that it had happened so fast, and then afterwards he had been so scared about it because he hadn’t used protection.
By the time Ben arrived the next day I had already masturbated five times. He had worked me up so much the previous day that I wasn’t even disappointed that I hadn’t seen him naked like I really would have wanted. We popped in the video with me staring in amazement at my very first porn movie. Man what an eye opener that was as some of these guys and girls played around a bit before the guys began to fuck these women for real. Looking at these guys I felt totally puny compared to what they had to stick up inside of girls. I even had to admit many of them were even bigger than Ben, well at least when they were soft and floppy, I couldn’t say regarding any erection or anything because I still hadn’t seen Ben all boned up.
There were some close up shots of these women getting pounded with me watching in total awe completely spellbound. It made me start to wonder what that would be like. Then there were scenes of women on women, and men on men. Ben and I continued to watch when all of a sudden I noticed him reaching down to adjust himself while I did the same thing to my own puny inadequate little stiff soldier.
At my angle I could see the definite outline of Ben’s huge erection as it pressed against the fabric of his flimsy shorts. The weather would be changing here soon getting cold, but summer still seemed to be clinging on for a while longer this year. It was hot today so I guess Ben figured with the movie and all he wanted something more comfortable. As he adjusted his erection it just looked huge to me. Ben glanced at me catching me staring making me blush at getting caught gawking.
“What?” He asked me giggling.
Shrugging my shoulders I just replied. “Nothing, just that from what I can see you really are bigger than some of those guys in the movie.” I told him honestly as he blushed not saying anything; instead, focusing his attention back on the movie. At one point I had to gasp in shock.
“No fucking way. Is that guy sticking his dick up the other guy’s ass?” I asked Ben who just started to bust up laughing. “What?” I asked him.
“Shit Chico. I mean you didn’t say anything when the guy was doing that to one of the women.” He told me seriously.
To me I thought that was just sort of normal in a way since it was a guy and a girl. But a guy doing that to another guy just didn’t seem to register. “Well yeah, I mean he’s doing it like that to a girl.” I answered a bit baffled.
“Shit dude, what do you think gay guys do?” He asked me shaking his head.
“What do you mean?” I asked a bit bewildered.
“Dude…gay guys have sex too, so what do you think they do. Sure they masturbate and all, but they also do other sex stuff. Haven’t you ever wondered?” He asked me as I shook my head.
“No, not really.” I had to admit as we continued to watch the movie as the guys started to wrestle around until they were fucking each other up the ass.
The entire movie was an eye opener in the realm of possibilities. Ben cautioned me that this isn’t what it’s like in real life, but still these types of sex things do happen, and can be a lot of fun. I smiled at him, and I don’t know why, but all of a sudden we were both on the ground wrestling around. The next thing I knew I was pulling Ben’s shirt over the top of his head tying up his arms as we rolled around the floor. It was just like in the movie as we both laughed while I finally yanked off his shirt.
“Hey,” he protested but I didn’t give him any more time to protest as I pounced on him once more.
Like I said I was stronger and faster than him, but I allowed him to get into a position where he could tug off my shirt before I moved in on him in earnest. I reached out yanking on his shorts getting them to slip over the back of his butt. He yelped and started to protest realizing we were wrestling like the movie, but I ignored him as he tried to pull them back up. Before he knew what had happened I had tugged off his shorts leaving him in just his socks and white underwear. My mouth went dry as I got to see him in a pair of skimpy underwear for the first time. He most definitely filled them out nicely creating a huge lump. While I had paused to savor his near nakedness he took the opportunity to pounce on me starting to yank on my shorts.
What we were doing was sexy, naughty, and thrilling all wrapped up together. When he tugged my shorts downwards they got stuck for a moment on my erection before the fabric was forced over the small blockade of my little hardness. I heard Ben laughing at the whole scene since my white underwear did little to hide the fact I had an erection. I didn’t let it bother me as I leaped on Ben putting him into the final move we had learned in our wrestling class. The move was a twisting and turning maneuver that when done correctly would find your opponent on his back with your left torso straddled over his chest, his left and right arm pinned under his back, and your left hand wrapped around both of his wrists under his body. If he tried to wriggle out of the hold it was kind of painful.
I had Ben pretty much pinned able to do with him as I pleased. His left and right arm was pinned under the small his back sort of raising his hips into the air, and my left hand was firmly clamped around his wrists. This meant my right hand was completely free to do what I wanted. Ben started to wriggle around wincing in pain as I looked over my left shoulder into his pretty bright blue eyes. He really did have a very beautiful face and features. Turning back around I noticed his firm stomach and chest as he breathed in deeply gasping for air from our impromptu wrestling match. My eyes locked on to my prize noticing the large bulge in his underwear.
Looking back over at Ben I sort of smirked at him. “Well I guess I’m about to find out just how big you really are.” I teased him as he just stared back at me without protesting.
Looking back towards his package I hesitated a moment not knowing if this would be alright. Glancing back over my shoulder towards Ben, he smiled at me before giggling as my hand sort of slipped under the front of his underwear then stopping. I was still looking at Ben gauging his reaction, but he didn’t protest so I turned around easing the front of his underwear over his package. This was the first time I was really able to see closely what he had between his legs. He lifted up his hips a little allowing me to slide down his underwear. I thought that was pretty cool of him to let me take a closer look.
“Whoa dude…that’s like…wow.” I whispered glancing back at him noticing how he was sort of breathing heavily.
Now that he was naked I didn’t want to keep him all tied up so to speak so released him. He slipped his arms from beneath his back, but stayed where he was as I shifted closer for a better look. Reaching out I tentatively touched his penis picking it up in my fingers glancing over at him to see if it was alright. He didn’t say anything as he gazed at me.
“Um…is…uh…is this alright?” I asked him as I swallowed looking at that heavy monstrosity I held in my fingers.
At first Ben didn’t respond so I turned back to look at him noticing his furrowed eyebrows. Our eyes locked together for a brief moment before he sighed understanding my curiosity. For a brief second there was a hint of conflict flittering across his features as if he was sort of coming to grips about something. To this day I still speculate if he was wondering how this may somehow gay or something.
“Um…yeah…I guess. Go ahead it’s cool.” He gasped as I wrapped my finger around his large flaccid penis.
As soon as my fingers wrapped around his fleshy softness it started to inflate. My eyes flew wide as it just continued to grow in my fingers. My own penis twitched inside my underwear as I got to witness first hand the biggest penis I had ever seen come alive.
“Holy crap that’s huge.” I commented wrapping both of my hands next to one another along the length of his shaft.
The width of my two hands didn’t even begin to cover him up as the tip of his penis head slipped past one of my fist remaining exposed. I had small hands, but still that was pretty big.
“Shit dude that’s got to be like ten inches long at least.” I told Ben seriously who just gawked at me.
“Fuck no way.” He quipped shoving me off of him forcing me to release him while he sat up looking down at my still covered erection.
“Well if it isn’t ten inches long then how big is it?” I asked him as he just sort of looked at me shrugging his shoulders.
“I don’t know. Probably five inches, no bigger than six.” He told me seriously.
“Come-on.” I told him getting up pulling him along with me giggling as his now soft penis and baggy boy pouch swayed between his legs.
“Hey wait a minute, where are we going?” He asked tugging me to a stop so he could pick up his stuff.
He bent over to pick up his clothes so he could get dressed, but I yanked on his arm telling him to leave them as I tugged him up the stairs. He seemed a bit self conscious in his naked state as we entered the extra room upstairs with him looking around nervously. Ignoring his obvious apprehension I pushed him down on to the sofa in the sewing room.
“Lie down” I commanded watching as he hesitated a moment before doing as told. His penis lay snuggled across his patch of blonde pubic hairs while his boy pouch dangled loosely between his legs. I couldn’t help but smile at how nice he looked laying there all naked. It sort of made me want to do some sex stuff with him as I felt my own penis start to inflate. Ben saw it too, but thank goodness he didn’t say anything or tease me about it.
“Just stay there a moment.” I told him as I rummaged through my mom’s stuff.
He looked over towards me curiously so I glanced at him smiling. He giggled when he caught me looking down at his cute package, but didn’t say anything staying the way he was. Damn he was just so damn sexy hot looking, and my penis kept on jerking around inside of my underwear. I caught him looking at my erection and he smiled at me knowingly, but he remained quiet as I pulled out what I was looking for.
Holding it up, I walked back over to Ben. “Now we will find out for sure.” I told him as he lifted his head putting his hands behind his neck to get comfortable while I showed him the tape measure. It was one of those soft ones that tailors used, not the rigid rulers like in school. Since he had a flaccid penis I went ahead measuring it along the top part of his penis from where it began on his pubic mound to the tip of his cut penis. He watched me intently as I measured him precisely.
“Well?” He asked a bit curiously as I put the tip of my finger on the tape measure.
“Five and a quarter inches.” I told him looking at him as he sat up.
“No way.” He exclaimed in disbelief at how big he was in his softened state.
“Yes way.” I assured him showing him where my finger was positioned on the measuring tape before pushing him back down.
“So now what?” He asked as we both realized he didn’t have an erection.
Reaching out I took his soft penis in my hand slowly working my fingers up and down masturbating him. Ben immediately gasped sitting up at about the same time his penis jerked in my hand.
“What the fuck dude.” Ben complained shoving my hand away.
“Don’t be such a baby about it.” I told him pushing him back down against the couch. “I’ve already touched you downstairs making you get hard so don’t get all embarrassed about it now.” I told him as I took his soft penis in my hand masturbating him with gusto.
It didn’t take long for him to get hard, and I was really enjoying how it felt in my hands as it swelled and hardened. I was mesmerized with watching it glide between my small right fist as I slid my hand all along the length of his rigid penis. My fingers no longer connected together that’s how fat his penis got. He even started to produce some pre-cum which allowed my fingers to glide even more smoothly along the hot fleshy hard tube like appendage. “Shit stop already.” Ben hissed as I looked over towards him.
“You sort of got a little wet.” I stated absentmindedly as he shrugged his shoulders.
“Yeah that’s pre-cum.” He responded realizing this was another one of those things I didn’t really know about; although, it happens to me too. “It sort of happens when a guy starts to feel good, and it is natural so that it can be used as a sort of lubrication.” He finished as I nodded filing away this information for the future. “Hurry up and measure me before it goes down again.” He commanded as I used the tape measure on him again. His hard penis was pointing straight up towards his head, but had a sort of backwards curve to it. With the soft tape ruler I was still able to measure him properly though.
“Well?” He asked again.
“Um… over six and three quarter’s inches, close to seven inches.” I told him a bit disappointed that it wasn’t like nine inches long, but still that was pretty big for a fourteen year old.
“See, I told you it wasn’t like ten inches long.” He stated shoving my hand away.
“Yeah, but still dude, that’s like huge and you’re only fourteen. Just think how big it might get by the time you are eighteen.” I told him seriously as he paused a moment not happy with my comment.
“I hope it doesn’t get any bigger.” He told me seriously. “Hell, six and three quarter inches is still pretty big even for an adult.” He grunted getting up hurrying down the stairs just in case someone came home early.
Following Ben down the steps gave me a new angle to watch him. He had a cute ass, and having just watched the porn movie I started to wonder what it would be like to fuck it. When he rounded the corner I got to see his penis and ball sack wriggling around between his legs. He really was a good looking guy, and I couldn’t get rid of my erection. By the time we got downstairs I was so hard with a little wet spot on the front of my underwear.
Ben saw it along with the tape measure, and smiled wickedly at me. “Since you are still boned up we might as well measure you too.” He told me making me lay down on my back while he pulled down my underwear.
He looked at me for a good long moment when I noticed him begin to stir between his legs from seeing me all boned up like this. He reached over stroking my erection. “Fuck,” I gasped at the tingling sensation running up along my insides. It was so intense that I almost shot my load. I hadn’t expected him to do that, but I guess it was only fair since I had done it to him.
“Oh, fuck dude, I’m sorry.” He stated jerking his hand back allowing me to calm down.
“It’s…um…it’s alright. You just surprised me, and almost made me…” I hesitated as he looked back at me scrunching his eyebrows a bit confused before he just cracked a smile.
“Dude, did you just about cum all over my hand.” He teased me with it being my turn this time to look away a bit embarrassed. “Hey don’t sweat it…it’s cool. When we were upstairs I knew it was coming, and I almost did the same thing to you.” He assured me making me feel better as he started to measure my erection.
His hands were warm as he fiddled around a bit, and I closed my eyes enjoying how another boy’s fingers felt on my penis. It was the first time I’ve ever been touched by someone else, and it felt fantastic. I could feel the tape measure along the length of my shaft for a few moments before he sat back up rolling it up.
“Well?” It was my turn to ask this time around.
He just shrugged his shoulders not looking at me. “Fuck Ben, it’s not like I don’t know it isn’t all that big. Just tell me how long it is. It’s not like I’ll be embarrassed or anything.” I assured him.
Sighing he looked over at me. “It’s just a tad over two and three quarters of an inch long.” He finally told me as I sat up next to him.
He looked at me with worriedly with those adorably cute eyes. “Hey, it’s really not about the size Chico.” He started to tell me as I just laughed.
“Geeze Ben, you’re more concerned about my small pecker than I am. It’s not as if it isn’t going to get bigger or anything at the moment. Besides, I’m sure it will grow a little as I get older. Even if it only gets slightly bigger I really don’t care all that much.” I told him seriously as he smiled encouragingly at me.
Then a thought occurred to me as I started to laugh my ass off while Ben just looked at me like I’m crazy. “What?” He asked me seriously.
“Shit dude, you’re like two and a half times bigger than me.” I told him seriously still laughing at the big difference in size. At first he didn’t think it was funny, but when I jumped on top of him reaching down between us clamping our peckers together in my hand he sort of jolted as his penis immediately inflated between us. The feeling of my smaller penis up against his larger one felt exquisite as we both looked down at the difference in size. We looked up at one another busting up laughing until he shoved me off of him getting up to put on his clothes.
“Fuck Chico. For a thirteen year old you are so fucking cool. Nothing at all like my younger brother. He’s still like a fucking kid in a lot of ways. You too, but different…you know what I mean?” He stated as he slipped on his shorts making me a bit disappointed to see his penis disappear like that.
“Yeah I guess,” I told him getting dressed as well.
“Shit Chico, most kids your age would have just freaked out about the size of their pecker. You could care less not even embarrassed or anything about it.”
“Thanks, but geeze Ben you shouldn’t either. Come-on. Tomorrow you should just start taking a shower. Who gives a shit if someone says anything?” I told him noticing him sort of blush. “I tell you what…I’ll take a shower too. We will use the back one. I noticed not as many guys go to that one, and most of them are pretty cool friends of mine.
Ben thought about it for a moment before smiling at me. “Yeah you’re right…cool.” He stated nodding his head. “Maybe between your little one and my big one we will look just average.” He teased me as I pounced on him once more wrestling around for a few moments just in a friendly manner.
“Yeah, cool I guess.” I told him once I released him. “It’ll be all good, and I bet after a day or two no big deal.” I stated as we both giggled at the ‘no big deal’ comment.
As promised the following day we both hopped into the showers after gym class. We stood side by side under the spraying water with Ben receiving stares at first, and even a few chuckles with some of the guys constantly glancing our way before I spoke up.
“What, haven’t you guys ever seen a thirteen year old with a small pecker before?” I laughed as some of the other guys looked my way busting up laughing.
One of the guys who was a decent friend of mine sort of shook his head. “Dude, no ones looking at your puny junk. We’ve all seen that little worm of yours before. No it’s Ben over there. Damn dude, did you get an implant or something?” My friend James stated breaking the whole silence on Ben’s size.
At first Ben just was sort of embarrassed, but I laughed at James’ joke shaking my head. “Damn James why don’t you go over to find out if it’s real or not. Hell, the last time you touched your mom’s boobs to see if they were real or fake you couldn’t tell either.” I hooted because the inside joke around us guys who knew James was that his mom had fake boobs.
This set everyone roaring at James’ expense as my friend just sort of shoved me catching me by surprise knocking me on my ass. It must have been a pretty funny sight seeing my naked ass, not to mention that small little worm and loose boy pouch of mine wriggling around like that. By this time everyone in the entire shower stall were laughing their asses off as I got up. A few minutes later it was all over as everyone filed out of the shower room to get dressed.
The following days went off without a hitch. Ben still got a couple of stares along with a couple of chuckles and shaking of head, but there wasn’t any bad teasing or anything concerning how huge he was between his legs. It was funny to note though that the first week our shower stall seemed fuller than usual. I guess word sort of got around about Ben with it being a bit disconcerting for him at first. Then he realized it was just the guys being curious. After that things just settled down without it becoming an issue.
What happened over the weekend, and seeing Ben naked every day in the showers was making me hornier with each passing day. It was making things so hot and heavy for me that I now had to jack off every chance I got. It never took long for me to go over the edge so to speak as the image of Ben’s erection in my hands had me blowing my wad several times a day. It just amazed me that I was able to get another erection to jack off so often successfully each and every time so soon after an orgasm. One time I even jacked off having an intense orgasm releasing all the tension, only to start jacking off immediately to an arousing second orgasm within moments of one another. I was jacking off so much now that I actually managed to rub myself raw on Wednesday prompting me to finally slow down the following day because it kind of hurt.
Thursday was also the day that Ben came to school looking a bit down. When I asked him about it he told me if his dad wants to get a promotion they have to transfer back to North Carolina. I was heartbroken because I really felt like things could have gone places between me and Ben. I mean he didn’t seem so into doing things per se with me in a sexual way, but seemed alright to sort of let me do things with him, perhaps creating a sort of reciprocal action from him. During our sexual discussions he had mentioned he had sort of messed around with other boys when he was younger, but it really didn’t do much for him. He really was into girls. As for me I didn’t seem to have an interest in girls yet, but it could still happen later since I just now started to become interested in the whole sex thing.
It is difficult to just up and move, but for Ben at least he was moving back to where he had left so it wouldn’t be so bad getting integrated and re-acquainted with his old friends. In addition this time around he will at least be able to stay in one place long enough to graduate from High School.
“Shit dude, when do you leave?” I asked him kind of bummed out for him and me because he’s the first person I was really able to confide in sexually, and it seemed like he had trusted me too with certain things that were private.
“We’ve got to start packing this weekend. The moving trucks will be here so I’m already starting to box up the stuff in my room. This totally bites.” He told me moaning about all the work.
“I know dude, but hey, at least you are moving back where you still have friends and shit. Hey, and maybe even to your old girlfriend…that is unless she’s found someone with a bigger cock to satisfy her needs.” I teased him.
“Hey, not so loud.” He shushed me a bit apprehensively looking around to make sure no one heard.
“What are you so paranoid about? Who cares who hears us now since you will be gone before long? Besides, no one’s around close enough to listen to us anyway. Besides, I’m pretty sure everyone already knows about your size.” I teased as he looked back at me a bit miffed at first before lightening up realizing I was right as he sort of laughed. “Can you come over for at least a couple of hours over the weekend?” I asked him as he sighed shrugging his shoulders.
“Yeah, I guess I can find some time.” He replied as we continued to munch on our lunch as some of the guys on my football team joined us.
When Saturday rolled around I just about jumped out of my seat downstairs running up the stairs when I heard the doorbell. Mom was still home so I grabbed Ben’s hand dragging him around the corner of the house where our truck was sitting. It was concealed over there as we stepped inside the back of the vehicle. Our truck had a canopy over it with curtains for privacy. It was still warm enough outside, but the temperature was starting to change with cold winter weather swooping in on us in a few weeks. Our spring and fall weather was either hot or cold without much of a transition period, so basically it just sort of went from cold winter weather to hot summer weather before shifting back to cold winter weather.
“What’s going on?” Ben questioned as I shoved him on to the mattress we had in the back of the truck so he was lying on his stomach.
“Nothing, just sort of figured you’d be a bit sore from all the moving at home.” I told him as I straddled him sitting down across the back of his thighs pulling up his shirt.
“I don’t know Chico. Do you think this is such a good idea? What if someone comes by or something?” He complained to me as he looked over his shoulders while I slowly started to massage his back.
“Don’t worry no one will come by…if they do the curtains are drawn. My dad’s in town with my brother, and my mom doesn’t drive the truck…don’t worry.” I assured him as he laid his head on his hands moaning with enjoyment due to the amount of pressure I was applying on his back.
My grandmother used to rub my back lightly at night before I went to sleep, and I remember how wonderful it felt. Normally she would lift up my shirt lightly running her fingernails up and down my back sending tingling sensations all along my skin. Over the years I’ve sort of discovered I had pretty good hands instinctively knowing how much pressure to apply when giving someone a massage. I’ve never done it to someone I’ve been attracted to before, so I was really hoping I could get Ben to relax.
He moaned sighing contentedly. “Mmmmm, that feels so fucking good.” He exhaled softly while I ran the palm of my hand across his bare skin enjoying the feel of his flesh on my hands. I paused long enough to remove his shirt without him complaining as I continued to massage him. My hands ran all across his back, shoulder, neck, and arms as he sort of dozed a bit while I worked on him for a good ten minutes. He seemed almost asleep as I shifted a little rubbing my hands further downward over his butt cheeks before shifting to his legs. He had his jeans on so it was more difficult, but he continued to doze as I ran my fingers up the inside of his legs slowly tucking them beneath him copping a feel. He didn’t even budge as I ran my fingers along the length of his shaft loving how it felt.
Ben was asleep now so I was sort of stumped for the moment, but decided to take the chance as I rolled him over on to his back. He stirred for a moment sighing again as I ran my hands across his chest and stomach. He had woken up a little, but didn’t seem to mind that I was working on his front side now. I could see his large erection pressing up against his jeans sort of angling towards his left shoulder so that it wouldn’t stick out beyond the waistband of his jeans. Reaching down I undid his belt buckle, unsnapped his jeans, and tugged on the zipper. Ben was breathing evenly now, and I could tell he was in sort of that hazy stage yet still aware enough as I pulled aside his snaps revealing the large lump in his underwear.
It was a beautiful sight as I continued to run my fingers along his stomach and chest noticing how his erection throbbed inside of his underwear. Stopping for a moment I slipped off my shorts completely naked now from the waist down as I took a chance slowly tugging on his jeans and underwear. Ben shifted a little, and both his jean shorts and underwear slid downwards all the way to his ankle as I once more straddled him settling my butt on his thighs.
He was completely naked now as he lay on his back giving me complete access to his penis and testicles. I had to admit that he was so beautiful at the moment. I am pretty sure to this day he had been so tired that he was sort of half asleep not really lucid enough to realize what was happening. To be honest I think if he had been awake this would never have happened as I continued to run my hands all over his upper body watching how his large erection seemed to pulse in reaction to the stimulation I was giving him.
Slowly I dipped my hands down lower running them over his fleshy tepid hard shaft watching it jerk upwards in reaction to being touched. My hands dipped down between his legs as I fondled his sagging boy pouch enjoying the feel of the weight from his testicles. I’ve never noticed that before, you know the weight of sagging testicles. Ben moaned shivering as I leaned forward rubbing my much smaller penis up against his extremely large one. A single bead of pre-cum appeared on the tip of his penis as I reached down encircling both of our erections in my hand slowly stroking them both at the same time. This was so fucking awesome feeling his large erection up against mine as I started to get carried away increasing the tempo of my pumping fist.
All of a sudden my body jerked as I unloaded myself all over Ben effectively bringing him fully awake because at the same time he too started to spray his load all over the place. My small meager amount splattered over his stomach, but right after I unloaded mine he nearly jolted upright crashing back down as his hips bucked upwards shooting out a huge glob of his seminal fluid up into my face hitting my chin and mouth. He heaved a couple of more times as I watched in utter fascination while both of his testicles contracted upwards with his stiff penis jerking around as if alive in my fist. It was a magical moment for me as I watched someone else for the very first time in the throes of orgasmic bliss. All too soon though it had ended, but not before the image of a sweet teenage boy in the throes of an intense orgasmic blissfulness was permanently etched in my mind.
Releasing our torrid twitching erections I placed my arms on either side of Ben’s shoulder slumping forward gasping for air looking down into his sweet face. The older boy finally opened up his sky blue eyes looking right into my own puppy dog brown ones. He was gasping for air too as his eyes wandered down his naked body his now spent penis still twitching every once in a while within a pool of cum. Reaching over I grabbed a rag wiping us off. Once I finished cleaning us up Ben sort of gently pushed me off of him so he could pull up his shorts. He glanced over at me blushing. He didn’t look like he was mad or anything, but sort of looked like this might have been a mistake.
“Um…I…I just wanted to give you something nice before you left.” I told him lamely as he smiled halfheartedly at me.
“Yeah sure…um…thanks.” He stated pausing when he noticed I looked a bit crestfallen because I really was disappointed in not making him happy. “Look Chico it really was kind of nice and all…just that…um…you know.” He tried to explain. “I’m more into girls these days. I mean…not that I really minded what you did…just I’m sort of over that phase. It’s just…I’m into girls more than guys and stuff. Don’t worry its cool what happened and all…you know…,” he stated scrunching his eyes trying to explain. “I know you are just sort of getting into the whole sex stuff…but…I…um…I’m sort of over doing stuff with other guys. Is that cool?” He asked me as I smiled nodding my head understanding what he meant.
Hell I pretty much knew that already, but had taken the chance that he would let me do something with him. I’m glad he was cool with what had happened as I got dressed before we climbed out of the truck. He looked around making sure no one had seen us as we continued to talk some more. I gave him my address so he could write, but pretty much knew it wouldn’t happen. I mean over the years I’m still in contact with some of my friends from the different places we lived, but those were only the ones where my parents had been friends with their parents. Kids just don’t seem to stay in contact all that much except for like Christmas cards and stuff. Then it was only if your folks sort of tell you over the years to write during those times mailing it off for you. When Ben left I knew that would be the last time I ever saw or heard from him. It never bothered me before to leave behind friends, but this time it was somehow different.
Entering my house I looked at the weather taking note it would be a crappy winter indeed this year.
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End of Chapter Three
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