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 Something like this might have happened to yo...  but if you're not old
enough to read adult stories, this isn't for you.  This is almost
autobiographical, isn't it?

   Little Billy's First Kiss

   I was 12 when a man first kissed me.  It was the choir director from
church, a real nice man, not that much bigger'n me.  He'd offered me a ride
home after choir practice cause my brother hadn' been able to come.  He's 3
years older'n me and we usually go together.

   Anyhow, Mr.  Hamilton, he's the choir director, he came up to me as I
was puttin on my coat and asked where Bobby was.  I told him he waddn'
feeling good so I dun come alone.  I told him there waddn' any problem
cause I had my bus money.  He insisted that I let him take me home in his
car.  Heck that saved me 35 cents.  I wuddena let that pass.  Sos we get in
his car and he lets it warm up for a minute.  It hadda be close to 10
degrees outside so I was real happy about the ride.  That's when he did it.

   He said to me, he said, "Billy, I wanna tell you something.  I think
you're a terrific singer and I really like you." I said, "I like you too,
Mr.  Hamilton." That's when he done it.  He jus put his hand behind my head
and pulled me to him.  He dun kissed me on the lips.  I mean it waddn justa
little peck.  I mean he really kissed me.

   He pulled back and looked me right in the eye and he said, "I mean I
really like you, Billy." Then he paused for a minute.  "Is it OK if I did
that?" I didn know what to say.  Gotta say I didn know if it was OK or
not...  so I thought about it.  Then, and I don' know why I said this, but
I said, "Yeah, Mr.  Hamilton.  I guess so."

   "Can I kiss you again, Billy?" You know the weirdest thing started to
happen.  My dick started to get hard.  Now it does that all on its own a
lot of the time, specially since I started jerkin off last year, but it
started gettin real hard real fast.  I musta nodded or something cause he
did it again, he put his hand behind my head and he kissed me again, right
there in the church parking lot.  But this time he did something that
really made me jump.  He reached down and his hand found my little dick and
he gave it a squeeze.  Now I don't mean he pinched it or nuthin, he more
kinda like hugged it.  Now that made me jump.

   "Is that OK, Billy?  Is it OK that I touched you?" Now nobody ain't
never touched me down there before, `cept me and, well, `cept me and my
brother.  But he only done that a coupla times after he caught me jerking
off.  But this was Mr.  Hamilton.  "You liked it, didn't you, Billy?" I
musta turned beet red when he said that cause the truth be told, I did like
it.  I liked it a lot.  But I didn know what to say.

   I dun heard all about perverts, about mens who do things to little boys,
but I never thought any man would want to do things with me.  Heck, I'm
just a kid.  Don't even have a big dick.  Can't be more'n 4 or 5 inches,
even when its hard like it is now.  But how can I tell Mr.  Hamilton that I
liked him touching me?  He'll think that I'm a pervert, I guess.  But I
liked it and I wanted him to touch me again.  Sos what I did was, what I
did, and I don't know how I got the courage to do it...  I reached over and
sorta hugged his dick.  Right then and there.  I touched him.  And you know
what?  He moaned.  Yes sir, he did.  He laid his head back on the seat rest
and he moaned.  I could tell he liked that a lot.

   "Oh, my god, Billy, that felt wonderful."

   "You ain't gonna tell nobody, is you, Mr.  Hamilton." I got me worried
right there that he would tell my Pa and I'd get a whippin - heck, I'd get
the whippin of my life if'n my Pa ever found out.  He'd say I was queer...
and I guess maybe I am.  I dun let a man touch me and I touched him back..
Oh fuck.  I liked it.  I ain't supposed to like nothing like that.  Then he
dun it again.  Put his hand behind my head and pulled my face to his.  He
said, "I love you, Billy" Then he dun kissed me real good, he even used his
tongue.  He pushed it up against my lips and I guess I sorta let him do it.
Next thing I knew he dun put his tongue in my mouth and he was sorta suckin
on my tongue.  Now I ain't never felt nothing like that before, specially
since he dun put his hand back on my little thing and he was rubbin it nice
and makin me feel all hot.  I think I just sorta laid back against the seat
and let him do anything he darn well wanted to.

   Next thing I knew he dun had my pants unzipped and he was a tuggin them
down.  I sorta raised up to let him take em off, cause there I was in the
church parkin lot with the choir director takin off my clothes and I was
lettin him do it.  Then you won't believe what he dun next.  But he did it,
I swear he did.

   He put my thing in his mouth.  He did, honest he did.  He was just a
suckin on me.  He dun licked my little balls.  I think he mighta had my
dick and my balls in his mouth at the same time.  I'll be honest with ya...
I liked it.  I ain't never felt anything so darned good in my life as Mr.
Hamilton suckin on my little dick.  And you know what?  I started havin
that feelin.  You know what I mean.  I started havin that feeling that I
get when I jerk myself off but it was better'n that.  Better'n that by a
long shot.  I ain't never had such a cum before in my life.  It was like a
rocket dun went off in my pants (cept I didn' have no pants on any more. 
He dun took them off.) And you know what he did?  He swallared it.  Yes
sir, he did.  He swallered my cum.

   Well, I guess we dun had enough of alla that for the night, cause Mr. 
Hamilton dun set up.  He had this look on his face that kinda scared me. 
Sos I asked him, "Mr.  Hamilton, you gonna jerk off now?" He looks at me
and says he cain't.  I asked him, "Why not?" He says he dun came in his
pants.  Now I thought that was funnier'n hell but I didn' say nothing.  He
just drove me home.  He looked at my house and didn' see no lights on er
nothin so he dun kissed me again.

   Then he says, "No, Billy.  I ain't gonna tell nobody about this.  And
you ain't neither, you understand?  I don't want all them people thinkin
that you're a queer or nothing.  You understand?" So I nodded and got outta
the car.  That night I hadda jerk off thinkin about what he dun.  I hope he
drives me home again next week.

   I guess I'm supposed to tell my teacher or my mother about what I dun
but I think that'd just cause a problem sos I'll just keep it to myself. 
Scuse me, my dick's gettin hard again.  I'll be right back.

   So I guess Billy hadds jerk off again, huh?  If you like my stories, let
me know.

   Daren Peters