Boys In The Hood #1

A friend of mine from up the street had come over after school to just hang out, maybe play video games for a bit or something for the couple hours before our parents  got home and we were both called in for dinner & homework. It wasn’t an everyday thing just what we, he really, had decided to do to that day to stave off boredom (it’s not like we would have voluntarily done homework right after school.) 

I was in eighth grade, he was in seventh but I was young, almost a year ahead and he was late due to relocation so we weren’t that far apart in age, me almost 14, he just 13. I was a big tall blond guy, he was a short slim blond kid with almost, I’d thought, feminine features. 

My little sister had a huge crush on him. Me, I had a crush on his big sister, often thinking of her in a swimsuit when I masturbated. Our families belonged to the same swim club, so I’d seen her in a couple different ones. 

Anyway, we’re up in my room, no one else is home, and he asks if I have any Playboys, which I did. So I get them out and we sit on my bed and start looking through them together, talking about which models we think are prettiest and have the best bodies and what poses we like. I’ve seen them all before but I’m still getting turned on and after about 10-15 minutes asked him if he wanted to masturbate; because the only other time I’d looked at Playboys with anyone else, when another friend from the neighborhood / school had come over we!d been doing the same thing and he’d asked me if I wanted to masturbate with him. I hadn’t expected that but said yes and… well, another story, right? And it had been fun, so I thought maybe…

He said no. I told him I was sorry, that I wasn’t trying to be gay or anything. (Not that I knew anything about being gay but I didn’t want him to think I wanted him to “do stuff” to me that he didn’t want to do… I was just suggesting we each masturbate ourselves). He said he didn’t think I was but he just didn’t really feel like it, but I could go ahead and masturbate (that’s what we both said, not “jerk off” or “beat off”) if I wanted to. I said no that was OK, it would feel kinda weird just doing it myself. He asked me if I’d ever masturbated with other guys and I said I had (but didn’t tell him it had only been that one time) and I asked him if he had done it and he said he had. I asked him if he liked it and he said he had and he asked me if I liked it and I said I had, too. 

Then he asked me if I’d done “other stuff” with a guy and I’d said I hadn’t and I asked him if he had and he said yeah. I asked him what and he’d described a couple things including one night with a group of a half dozen boys, a couple of whom I knew who'd  played “truth or dare” sort of - it had sounded like they all just wanted to do the “dare” which had consisted, mainly, of them pairing off then retreating to an empty bedroom, with another boy as witness, and having anal or oral sex. My friend didn’t offer up “who’d done who” but he did say he’d been the passive partner and had “received” anal and oral. I’d asked him if he’d come in the other boy’s mouth and he said he had and I asked him having anal sex had hurt and if the other boy had come inside him and he said it hadn’t hurt and yes, the other boy had come inside him.

I was stunned. I wasn’t so naive to think that guys our age didn’t do this, I’d masturbated with another friend not long before. But he was talking about actually fucking and sucking, and six boys. They hadn’t all done it together but it was, he was, basically saying they’d had an orgy. I’d thought maybe one - on - one guys would “experiment” a little. 

I asked him if he’d been the “active” partner at all that night and he’d said no. I asked him why not and he said, and I thought kind of like it should have been obvious to me, that he didn’t want to stick his dick up some guy’s butt or put some guy’s dick in his mouth.

But you liked having your dick in another guy’s mouth?

Yeah… duh! 

I think at that point I’d just said “wow!”

He asked me if I what he told me had made me really horny and I said it had… Then I was suddenly afraid he had been just making it up and I was going to catch hell for getting excited about “gay” stuff. But he hadn’t been and though the first words out if his mouth were “I’m not gonna blown you” the next thing he said was that I could “put it up” his butt if I wanted to..

Again, I’m stunned.

Yeah, I wanted to. Wow!

“OK”

“You need to get Vaseline.”

I knew that.

“Will hand lotion work.”

“Maybe, I guess.”

We both got up. He was pulling his shirt off as I went to get the  lotion. I suddenly had to pee. I thought yeah, I probably should before having sex. SEX! I was actually going to HAVE SEX! OK it would be “gay” sex but hey, that was OK at our age, right? 

When I got back from the bathroom after having had to pee through a total hard-on my friend had pulled down my shades and was lying on my bed on his side facing the wall.

He was nude. 

His ass looked just like a girl’s ass. I was very sexually inexperienced but I’d seen a few girls our age naked at that point…and often pictured them in my mind when I masturbated. His whole body, from the back, and with his late ‘70s long haircut, all that light blond hair, oh…it would be almost like fucking a girl!

Except for the guy- bathing suit tan lines. 

I suddenly pictured him not naked but instead in his sister’s yellow sundress, hiked up to the top his ass… Oh, god he’d look just like a girl!

I got out of my clothes not taking my eyes off him and then still standing there started putting lotion on my penis, vert gently because at that point I was suddenly afraid I’d make myself come just by lubing up. 

“Oh, shit, I’m already about to cum,” I said. 

“You put the lotion on my hole not on your dick, stupid.”

The voice of experience?

“Uh, … “ I didn’t really want to do that.

“You don’t want to.”

“Yeah, no…”

“Yeah, that’s why I don’t do..” he said rolling over to face me. For the first time I saw his penis: also hard, hairless and about maybe 5”. 

Thought one: I wanted to touch it. 

Felling one:  That’s weird: I hadn’t wanted to touch my other friend’s penis.

Thought two: Yeah, OK, if he wants me to, I’ll suck him off after after. Fair is fair. I could do that.

Thought three: He hasn’t developed yer. Well, he is a year younger…

“Oh, no fucking way!” 

“What?”

“I’m not doing it.”

“Why not?” Oh, no!!!

“You’re too big,” he said. He’d left off the ‘stupid.’

“I am?” 

I was 6’ then and 7” by my no doubt inaccurate measurement. I don’t know how big around but a couple of TP and PT tubes had, despite generous lubing and my efforts to thrust gently, died horribly, tearing completely apart as I’d desperately attempted to fuck them. 

He’d rolled onto his stomach. “You can ride the outside of my butt, in the crack if you want,” he said. 

“OK” 

I guessed that was why it hadn’t hurt him when he’d gotten fucked: his friends were still relatively small. I wondered if they were his size whether he’d (they’d?) even actually gotten inside him, maybe just the head and they!d been really just between his cheeks. 

I got on the bed next to him, then lifted a leg over him and straddled him, my dick pointing straight out, hovering over his ass. I squeezed an extra line of lotion down his buttcrack. Fucking my sister’s beanbag chair, I’d learned you can’t have too much lotion. 

I was so excited… but I’d never touched anyone like this before. I took hold of his hips tried to lower myself down onto his rump, between his cheeks.

“Just lie down on top of me and slide back and forth.”

I lay down on him, but sort of holding myself up on my knees and forearms and tried to move a few times. 

“You haven’t done this before,” he said.

“No.”

“Just lie on me and hug me and pretend your fucking a girl.”

“OK.”

I let my weight rest on him, my erection pressed down into his buttcrack, which seemed to open up and let me in lengthwise, like a hot dog in a bun. The lotion was slick (I’d used a lot snd not rubbed it in) and I started to thrust on him.

Oh my God it felt good!

“Feels good?”

“Yeah!”

I took just a few seconds and I had my rhythm going: slide forward; pull back; press down; push forward; lift up, pull back; shove forward hard!

“Pretend you’re fucking Judy.”

Judy was his sister.

I clamped his legs between mine and picturing his sister in a swimsuit beneath me, humped him hard and fast. 

It was great, and I mean like nothing I’d ever felt, while it lasted. But I doubt that was even thirty seconds before I was having an orgasm on him, clutching him beneath me and gasping as I then made short little jerky thrusts as I came, ejaculating all over his back.

When I fished rolled off him and flopped down on my back.

Oh, wow!!! Thank you!!! Oh, … wow!!! Was that sex, or … not actually sex?

My friend didn’t move.

“Do you want me to suck you?”

“Yeah, if you want to. Clean me up first.”

I got a wet washcloth and was wiping iff his back when my mother pulled into the driveway.