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Just a Kid #1
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
-JUST A KID!-
by
Hardon
Johnny pedaled his bicycle into the driveway of his house. He
noticed that his mother's 1956 DeSoto was gone. It was the end of
summer and she had probably gone to his aunt's house in the country
to help with canning like she did every summer. She had tried to
get Johnny to go along and help. This year he told her that he was
too old to do those "women" type chores. He thought that at 13 he
didn't need to do sissy kinds of things. If his pals found out
that he was canning, they would tease him the whole next school
year. Since he would be by himself until she returned, he could
have a good time.
He had spent the past 3 hours in the public swimming pool of
his hometown. Hell, it wasn't just the PUBLIC pool, it was THE
pool. It felt good to cool off in the water. It sure helped to
beat the 90 plus degree heat. Sometimes friends of his would join
him. They would have races to see who could swim the fastest and
who could swim the farthest underwater. The lifeguards accused
them of seeing who could be the biggest pest. They were always
running which really made the lifeguards mad. Somedays girls
that Johnny knew would be there too. Two of them wore very small
bikinis and liked to flirt with the older boys. Johnny liked
to tease them about their bikinis, but they didn't pay attention
to him. That suited him just fine, because he didn't think about
them too much.
The new school year would start tomorrow and the pool would
close. As he put his bike in the garage, he thought back on some
of the things that had happened to him during the summer. It was
the most exciting, fun and busy one he had ever spent. Three
months ago his friend Sam told him about something that he hadn't
known before.
School had let out for the summer only two days earlier.
Johnny looked forward to a lazy summer goofing off at the
pool and doing as little work around the house as possible. His
dad made him cut the grass, but he could con his way out of
most work. He had not seen Sam for several weeks since they
went to different schools. After he changed into his swim
suit, he went out to the pool and saw Sam. They talked for about
30 minutes. It was the usual bullshit, how was school, what have
you been doing, where are you going on vacation, etc. Then Sam
lowered his voice to a whisper.
"Do you like to jerk off?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know, jerk off. Beat your meat. Jack off."
"I still don't know what you are talking about."
"Do you ever play with yourself?"
"No, I don't guess so", Johnny answered. "How do you do it?"
"It's easy. Do you want me to show you?"
"Yeah! Show me."
"Not here, stupid. Let's go to my house. We have to do it without
anybody around."
They ran back to the dressing room. The lifeguard blew his whistle
and told them that he would kick them out if they ran again. Sam
flipped him the finger as they turned the corner into the dressing
room.
"Why can't you show me here?" Johnny asked.
"Because I just can't." Sam answered. "You'll see when we get
home."
Johnny slipped his swim suit off. He glanced over at Sam as he
stripped down. He couldn't help but notice Sam's dick. It looked
like his but it had more hair. He had started to grow a little
hair around his 3 or 4 months ago, but only had 18 hairs. He knew
because he counted them every day! Johnny was disappointed that
Sam changed clothes so fast. He didn't have much time to look
at his dick. He thought maybe he'd get to see more on another
afternoon.
"Hurry up!" Sam called as he left the dressing room.
They got on their bikes and rode across town to Sam's house. Both
his parents worked in the family mercantile store in town. It was
Thursday afternoon and the maid was off. Johnny hadn't been to
Sam's in several months but he remembered having good times
playing kid games there when he was younger. He followed Sam up
to his room. Johnny sort of envied Sam because he had an older
brother. Johnny was an only child and it was lonely sometimes.
"When are you going to tell me about jerk off?" Johnny asked as
the two boys entered Sam's room. It looked almost as messy as his.
His Mom was always after him to clean up, but he didn't really
try. He saw Sam's baseball glove, a ball, and bat in the corner.
He played Little League. There were some comic books on the floor.
Sam shut the door and started to undress.
"What are you doing?" Johnny asked.
"I thought you wanted me to show you how to jerk off", Sam said.
"I do, but why are you taking your clothes off?"
"Dummy, you really don't know anything, do you?"
That made Johnny mad. But he wanted to find out what Sam was
talking about so he said, "I guess not." Even though he didn't
know what jerking off meant, it sounded like something forbidden
to him and that excited him.
"Take your clothes off", Sam told him.
Johnny copied Sam and took his shorts, shirt, and shoes off.
Sam was ahead of him and when Johnny looked up, Sam was playing
with his dick.
"What are you doin?"
"I'm jerking off!" Sam replied.
"You're playing with your dick. Does that mean jerking off?"
"Yeah! Don't you ever do it?" Sam asked.
"No, I haven't done this before. What happens?"
"Just watch me and do what I'm doing", Sam said.
Johnny looked at Sam's dick. It looked like his when he
woke up in the morning. It was stiff and red. Sam didn't
have the extra piece of skin Johnny had over the end of his
dick.
"What happened to the skin?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't have that piece of skin over the end of your dick
like I do", Johnny said. By now his dick was hard and the head
was red like Sam's.
"Let me see", Sam said. He reached out and took Johnny's dick
in his hand. He moved his fingers back and forth over the
dick. He pulled his hand toward the end and turned it loose.
He saw that there was some skin covering most of the head.
His never had any skin over the head.
"That's the skin I mean", Johnny said as he put his hand around
Sam's dick. "See, you don't have that." Sam's hand on his dick
felt good. The only thing he had ever felt that was better was
how he was feeling with Sam's dick in his hand.
After looking at each other's dick, they started rubbing them
again. Johnny put his fingers around his dick and moved his
hand up and down like Sam was doing.
"Holy shit, this feels good", Johnny said.
"I knew you'd like it. It gets better"
"Really?" Johnny thought about how good Sam's dick felt in his
hand and he wanted to feel it again. "Can we do each other
some more?"
"Sure", Sam said. He had done it with his older brother a few
times and had liked it. He took his hand off his dick as
Johnny released his. They reached out and took the other's
dick in their hand.
Johnny had noticed that their dicks were about the same size.
"How long is your dick?" he asked.
"Let's find out", Sam said. He moved away from Johnny.
"Where are you going?"
"Don't you want to know how long it is?"
"Sure."
"I'm going to get a ruler."
He walked over to his desk with his hard dick sticking straight out
in front of him. In a few seconds he came back with a ruler. He
reached out and took Johnny's dick in his right hand and put the
ruler along the top side with his left. He pushed one end against
Johnny's 18 pubic hairs. The end of Johnny's dick was at the 5 and
1/2 inch mark.
"Now let's see you", Johnny said as he took the ruler in his left
hand. He grasped Sam's dick in his right and did just like Sam had
done. The end of Sam's dick reached the 5 3/4 inch mark.
"I'm bigger than you are", Sam said.
"Yeah, but you're six months older and have more dick hair. I
bet I'll be as big as you are by Christmas!"
Johnny put the ruler down and kept moving his hand up and down
Sam's dick.
"Gee, this feels really good! Do you like it?"
"Yeah, but just wait a few minutes."
Johnny couldn't understand how it could get better. He had never
ever in his whole life felt anything like this. He had a feeling
in his dick that he had never had before. His breathing was
harder like he had been running. He kept rubbing Sam's dick.
It was harder than ever and very red. Sam was acting funny.
Johnny couldn't understand it. He also felt weak.
Suddenly Sam's whole body shook. Johnny felt something coming
through Sam's dick. He thought it was piss but it was white and
there wasn't as much as when he pissed. Before he could ask Sam
what it was, his body felt like it never had. He felt like
his insides were coming out. White drops came out the end of his
dick like Sam. Once, twice, three times a stream of white stuff
came out. He had turned Sam's dick loose when the stuff started
out of his dick. It took him a minute or two to catch his
breath.
"Hot shit! That was something else", Johnny said. It took him
a few minutes to get his breathing back to normal. He though
he was going to pass out when the white stuff started coming
out of his dick. It was wonderful!
"Damn right!"
"What was that white stuff?"
"That is sperm, the stuff that makes babies."
"Did we make a baby?"
"No, two boys can't."
They heard Sam's mother's car in the driveway. They hurried
and got dressed so she wouldn't suspect anything. By the time
she got into the house, they were in the kitchen.
"Hi, Johnny", she said when she saw him.
"Hi, Miss Ann. How you doing?", Johnny replied. He was sure
that she would be able to sense that they had been doing some-
thing. He carefully watched her while they were talking.
"I'm fine. How about you?"
"I feel real good!"
"Your Mama and Daddy OK?"
"Yes, ma'am, they're fine. Mama is helping Aunt Sara with the canning."
"That's good. Have you boys been having fun?"
"Yes'm", Sam answered.
"I gotto go home for supper", Johnny said. "I'll see you
tomorrow, Sam." Johnny was in a hurry to get out of there.
Miss Ann hadn't let on if she suspected anything, but he wasn't
sure.
"OK. See ya."
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