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Thank you ------------------------------------------------------- Bob's First Time by BigBob_3@hotmail.com This is a true story as told to me by a friend on a internet chat. It is about boy-teenage sex so if you find that offensive...hit the road. If you enjoyed it, feel free to e-mail me with your comments. This is my first attempt at this so any feedback would be welcome. The night was just like the day, hot and humid. The temperature had soared into the 90's by early afternoon and stayed there. By the time I undressed for bed, it was still hot and humid. This was the summer before I entered the sixth grade. I was eleven and shared a bedroom with my 13-year-old brother, Eric. Our beds are separated by a small night stand that held our alarm clock and a small light. We shared the room our entire lives and it was not unusually for us to sleep on the top of our beds, in our underwear, when it was hot like tonight. And we were hot. In spite of a day at the beach, we still could not cool off. I took off my shirt and cut off jeans, and climbed onto the top of my bed wearing only my white underwear briefs. It was too hot to cover myself, even with a sheet. It was so hot I could feel the sheet sticking to my sweaty body as I tossed and turned in the heat. The fan was making a soft humming sound and the moon was shinning into our bedroom as I turned off the light and passed into sleep. For some reason I was wide-awake. My eyes popped open and I stayed deadly still. The room was dark and I could see the soft moonlight shining on Eric. He was lying on the top of his bed. I could hear him breathing deeply and could hear the steady squeaking of his bed. I was alert but I didn't move any part of my body except my eyes. "What was he doing," I asked myself. As my eyes adjusted to the moonlit room, I could see he had his white briefs down past his knees. I could see the contrast between his tan legs and stomach and the white area generally covered by his bathing suit. I could not figure out what he was doing with his hands. He was moving his hand up and down. First fast and then slow. Then it dawned on me. I remembered the lessons from our sex education class from the fifth grade. He was masturbating! I had never seen it done before, but the guys and I had talked about it. Our conclusion was it was stupid. Why would anyone rub his dick that way? And here I was watching my brother do it and he looked like he was enjoying it. Eric was in a world of his own. He kept stroking his stiff dick and had no idea I was watching him. As the moonlight spread over our room, I had a clearer picture of him beating his meat. He had his fist wrapped around his hard dick and was sliding it up and down. You could see the beginnings of man-hair on the base of his prick as his hand when to the top of his penis. Pre-cum made his dick-head shine in the moonlit room. I have no idea how long he had been jacking off before he woke me up, but he was beginning to move more quick- ly and breath more deeply as I watched. He was softly moaning and his bed was squeaking to his pumping actions. I knew something was about to happen. I also knew I wanted to see it. While Eric was concentration on jerking his hard tool, I reach up and turned the light on. "What are you doing," I asked, as the light filled the room. "Nothing," he said as he quickly tried to hide his erect missile by throwing a loose sheet over it. "Turn off the light or you will wake up mom," he said as he tried to hide his erect member. "I want to see you do it." I heard myself say. "Do what?" he said in a tiny scared voice. "Jerk off." I told him as I slid off my bed onto the floor and crept toward his bed. "I wanna see you do it." I whispered. "I wasn't doing anything. Go back to sleep." He said. "If you don't show me, I am going to tell ma." I threatened. "Come on show me what your were doing." I was sitting on the floor next to his bed and could see the worried look in his eyes. "I wasn't doing anything!" he squeaked, but you could tell the threat of telling our mother had him worried. I continued to plead and threaten him. "OK, I'll show you, but you have to do it too," he said a little more bravely. I readily agreed as I eagerly removed the sheet from his midsection and exposed his limp dick. I had seen Eric naked many times but now his most private parts were only a foot away from my eyes, and in the moon- light, I could see how mature he had become. His dick shrunk up to a tiny fraction of what I had seen just moments ago, but it was a lot thicker than my cock. You could see his dark, rough skinned sack holding our family jewels in contrast to the white on his belly. At the base of his prick, he had dark, curly hair. "He's a lot more mature than I am." I thought. I reached out and felt his soft prick. I put my hand under it, causing it to inflate like a balloon. It grew thicker and longer as my hand held it. It expanded from a small 2-inch limp piss organ to a hard, stiff boner in less than thirty seconds. Eric reached over, covered my hand, and gently started to stroke his dick with my hand in his. It was intense. We held his hard penis together as we slid our hands up and down his shaft. We would move our hands in unison so that we covered his dick head and then pulled it down to the base of his shaft. I moved my hand from his dick and grab my own through my underwear. I felt myself getting wet as I massaged my stiff organ. I watched in amazement as he started to jack off only a foot in front of my face. I had a few scattered hairs surrounding the base of my shaft, and my penis, although four inches long, looked liked a sharpened pencil. I was a lot further along in my physical development then most of the kids in my class, but still I was tiny compared to Eric. My soft, warm penis jumped & throbbed inside my under- wear. I could feel my own cock expanding as I watched Eric gently stroke his meat. I could see his testicles bouncing up and down as his movements became more frantic. His breathing became heavy and faster. His body became tense and his ass started to rise off the bed as his load started its trip from his guts to his pick. Then he stopped and reach over and gently touched my small but promising organ. I was stiff with anti- cipating. He put his fingers under the waistband of my underwear and pulled my briefs over my hips. The warmth of his hands radiated through me. His sweaty fingers found my hard dick as he took off my underwear to see my boy-sized boner. "Your turn," he whispered. "Just grab it like I did and start to move it up and down." My dick was long and thin. It had sparse, newly grown hair at the base of the penis. While I had some course black hair, most of it was the blond fuzzy kind that showed I was on my way to puberty, but not yet there. My dick stood straight out from my body like the pointer a teacher would use in school. I grabbed it using my two fingers and my thumb and started to rub it like Eric showed me. Eric went back to his masturbating but kept looking at me with a proud grin on his face. I jacked my four inch prick as I watched him jerk his sex-tool faster and faster. He started to get tense again and you could hear his breath coming faster and faster. His hand started to move at warp speed. You could see the muscles on his stomach getting tense as his sperm started their journey from his guts to the piss hole on the tip of his penis. His glans started to glisten with pre-cum as his hands shot up and down, milking his dick. Using my two fingers, I followed his direction and moved faster. Then it started. I could feel my body getting tense and a funny feeling start to develop in my pubic area. The faster I rubbed my dick, the greater the funny feeling felt. Each jerk resulted in an intense thrill that I had never felt before. Like Eric, I could feel the sperm working its long way out of my body. I felt the intense waves of pleasure as the electric tingle went though my hard dick. I looked up at my big brother. His face was tense as wanked his dick faster and faster. Suddenly he stopped, and globs of white cum shot from his pecker. They shot all over his chest and he moaned as they continued to spurt out. He milked all the cum out of his prick as I watched. I was amazed at what I saw. And I would have stopped to examine the sticky white stuff on his chest except I also was cumming to a climax. I felt the 'funny feeling' move to my balls and I suddenly got tense, my dick throbbed and felt an immediate loss of the tension I had enjoyed making. My little dick tried to produce sperm like Eric but I only got an intense feeling of pleasure and a little clear white stuff that dripped from my one-eyed worm. I guess I was disappointed. When I told Eric of my disappointment, he told me not to worry. I was only eleven and not yet mature enough to produce cum, let alone shot it. He also said that the summer was just starting and by the beginning of school would be dropping a load like he did. I pulled my underwear back on, said good night and when back to bed. Eric was cleaning up his mess with a sock as I drifted off to sleep. ______________________________________________________ Kristen's collection - Directroy 8