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 MY FRIEND KYLE

   When I was in junior school I joined the Cub Scouts, I think I was nine.
My best friend Graham had joined so I thought I'd like to join too.  It met
weekly in the scout hut, a long wooden building at the edge of the park. 
Whilst the Cubs was quite good, it was what happened with one of the
leaders that was much more exciting.

   Kyle was the youngest of the four leaders, he was in his early twenties
and the younger brother of another leader, which was how he'd got dragged
into helping the troop.  He was always really friendly to me, helping me
with some of the tasks I needed to get the badges.  He'd smile at me in a
way that made me feel that he liked me a lot, which made me like him too.
Now, I wasn't entirely ignorant, I was well aware of child molesters, as
we'd had lessons at school about stranger-danger and so on, but Kyle wasn't
a stranger, and I felt that he would never do anything to hurt me.

   I'd sometimes stay behind at the end of the session to help tidy up,
which meant that often Kyle and I would be alone in the scout hut when
everyone else had gone home.  Kyle was fun to spend time with, joking
around and making me feel we were more like friends.  I felt I could trust
him more than any other grown-up I knew, so I started asking him questions
about sex and girls which I was really curious about.  We'd had a couple of
lessons at school, but they didn't tell me all the things I wanted to know,
like what it felt like.  Kyle was a little embarrassed at first but then
opened up to me and told me stuff that my friends didn't seem to know. 
Then one time, just after my tenth birthday, he asked me if I wanted to see
pictures and videos of people having sex, which would show me more than he
could tell me.  That sounded really good to me, as at that age I'd seen
almost no porn at all (though I'd heard plenty about it and was very
curious) so I said yes.  I'd have to meet him and go to his house, so we
arranged a time that Saturday afternoon when I was normally playing with
some of my friends.

   It wasn't straightforward to get there as he lived a fair distance away
and he had to pick me up in his car from the park, but I wanted to do it so
much that I made the effort.  It was handy that Kyle lived alone (it wasn't
until later that I made the obvious connection with why) and he had his
computer setup in his living room.  He had two comfy seats in front of it
so we could both see the screen.  I remember feeling really excited at the
thought of seeing "sexy pictures" as me and my friends called them.

   The first ones Kyle showed me were quite tame, a bit disappointing, as
they were just people kissing with their tops off, but then he asked me if
I wanted to see grown-ups "doing it" or kids more my age.  I was surprised
to be asked and just said "Errrmmm... my age, please," as it was the first
thing that popped into my head.  Well, I couldn't believe my eyes when he
showed me his collection.  There were naked little girls having their cunt
licked, boys sucking off men or other boys, all sorts, and I found that I
really, really liked them.  I was getting a tingly feeling in my cock and I
wanted to play with it, but naturally I felt that I couldn't do that with
Kyle there.  But he seemed to be well ahead of me and asked me if I "felt
itchy" down there, to which I nodded, my face red.  "Well," he said with a
smile, "so do I.  It just means you like the pictures and they make you
want to jack off." I'd not done that yet, though I'd played with my cock
lots at night in bed `cos it felt so good.

   Kyle reached between my legs and fondled my crotch, which was not what I
expected but straight away made me feel good.  I realised my cock had gone
hard and that Kyle could tell.  He took my hand and placed it between his
own thighs, so that I could feel his cock, which I noticed was hard too.  I
didn't know what he wanted me to do, but he just smiled at me and told me
to undo his trousers, which I did, and then he pulled them down and off,
along with his undies.  His cock looked huge to my eyes, sticking up stiff
from a mound of black hair.  Before I could do anything, Kyle asked me if
he could take my trousers off too.  I was feeling both confused and
excited, so I told him OK and I helped him undress me.  My own little
hairless cock was really stiff, it felt like I really wanted to rub it and
that's what Kyle did.  Oh, that was good, it gave me a rush of lovely
feelings until they all came together in what I later realised was my first
orgasm, a dry one at that age but it felt so nice, God it did!  Afterwards,
Kyle did it himself in front of me so I could watch him come, which was
really fascinating to me, I knew nothing about it.

   Kyle asked if I wanted to do this again, and I agreed to do it any
Saturday I was able, which was most, as I usually spent Saturdays with my
friends and I could easily pretend I was with them.  The next time he took
me to his house, he didn't ask me if I wanted to look at pictures - I think
by now we both knew that he liked playing with me, and I certainly liked it
too.  Instead, he took me up to his room, which had a double bed, and we
lay on it.  Kyle asked me if I knew how to kiss properly, which I didn't as
I'd never had a girlfriend.  He showed me how, which felt very weird to
start with, especially as I was kissing a man, but it felt so good that I
just got into it.  As he kissed me, he slid his hand under my t-shirt round
my back and stroked me, which was really lovely, no-one had ever done that
to me before and I felt all goosebumps.

   But better was when he unbuttoned my trousers and put his hand inside my
undies.  I could feel him caressing my balls, then my cock which was plenty
stiff because I was feeling so excited.  He put my hand on the front of his
trousers, which I took as a signal for me to undo them and put my hand
under his undies.  His cock felt hard and huge, with lots of hair round it.

   Then Kyle asked me to take off my clothes, so I did, as I really liked
what he was doing with me and I was really happy for him to see me naked.
He watched as I undressed and told me I was very good-looking.  Then he
took his clothes off, the first time a grown man had done that in front of
me.  It was funny to see his cock sticking up straight, though mine was
too. Mine was a lot smaller and of course there was no hair round it, but
Kyle said I had a really nice cock, which made me feel happy that he liked
my body so much.  I was lying on the bed and Kyle began kissing me again.
This time he showed me how to use my tongue in his mouth.  I'd never heard
of this, but all I knew was that when I tried it, it felt really exciting
and Kyle was obviously enjoying it too.

   Next he moved down the bed, spread my legs apart and started kissing
around my cock and balls.  I wondered what he was doing, but he knew how to
make me feel nice and then he took my cock in his mouth.  Wow!  That was
better than anything yet, better even than when he used his fingers on it.
I could feel his tongue on it as he sucked and suddenly there was a big
rush of feeling and something gushed out of my penis, which Kyle swallowed
and licked clean.  I thought I'd peed in his mouth and was really
embarrassed until Kyle explained that I'd had a proper, grown-up orgasm and
I'd come, which he really liked.  Oh, that made me feel thrilled that I was
grown up enough to do this with him.  I don't think I produced a lot of
semen, but it was great just to have done it.  When he asked, I was more
than happy to rub his cock right then until he came, which spurted lots
more semen all over my hand - it was warm and sticky, but OK.

   I think it was the next time we were at his house that Kyle asked if I
knew about being entered from behind.  Well, I wasn't entirely ignorant
even at ten years old and had been thinking about this, and the idea
sounded like something I'd like to try, so long as it didn't hurt.  I knew
how big Kyle's erect penis was compared to my small behind, but Kyle
reassured me that he'd be really gentle and if it hurt at all I should say
and he'd stop.  We kissed and cuddled on his bed for a while in our
clothes, which was enough to get me quite excited and ready to try this. 
We both stripped off, then Kyle got me to kneel at the side of his bed.  He
had a jar of Vaseline or something in a drawer, which he put on his fingers
and smeared inside my bottom.  It felt very strange to have his fingers up
my behind, but the lubricant made it feel very nice in an odd way.

   Now Kyle knelt behind me and I could feel his stiff penis touching my
bottom.  He got me to move slightly until he could get the tip just about
inside me, then he very slowly began to push further into me.  Oh, it felt
enormous, a bit painful, though not enough for me to want him to stop. 
Kyle pulled out a bit, then in again more, which I told him was hurting a
bit, so he just held it there for a minute or so until I felt the pain
subside.  Then he pushed again, and this time it didn't hurt much at all
and I realised Kyle's penis was fully inside my bottom.  That made me
really happy and excited, and I could feel my own penis was very stiff. 
Kyle started thrusting in and out and I couldn't help but move my hips
along with his motions, which felt very nice.  Kyle put his hand on my
little cock as he fucked me, and rubbed me in time, which got me very
excited.  I heard him moaning and gasping quietly, which told me he was
enjoying it too, and in a moment I felt something warm inside my bottom as
he climaxed.  That was enough to make me orgasm too with a moan and I felt
my own small amount of semen spurt out on to Kyle's hand, which felt great.

   I'd really, really enjoyed that and after Kyle had used tissues to wipe
his hands and my bottom (his cum was leaking out of me) we just lay on the
bed together.  Kyle told me that he really liked me, so I asked if that
meant he was gay, to which he replied that he wasn't, he just liked young
boys and girls rather than adults.  Now I understood why he lived alone
without a girlfriend.  He also told me that just because I'd had sex with
him didn't mean I was gay either, but that I'd find out for myself as I
grew older.  I felt I had to ask him if he'd "done sex" with kids before
me, and he said that he had, but it was a secret between him and them, just
like what we did would always be a secret.  I was more than happy to keep
it to ourselves, as I liked it a lot.  I spent several more Saturday
afternoon's at Kyle's house doing sex, though it wasn't always easy to
sneak away.  My parents were quite easy-going about how I spent my free
time and didn't ask too many questions, but eventually I had to tell Kyle
that it was too difficult.  He was still my favourite Cubs (later Scout)
leader, though.  I did notice him spending lots of time with one of the new
Cubs, so I suppose he found a new friend.  I still have very fond memories
of the short time Kyle and I spent together, it gave me more confidence and
I was able to get a girlfriend my own age when I was 11, so it was good for
me