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First Experiencewith Friend

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First Experiencewith Friend by JTNThis happened a few months before I turnedseventeen, but I remember it like it was yesterday. It was Rob, a friend of mine who had moved awaysometime earlier so I didn't see him much. He moved out of myneighborhood maybe three years ago, and we didn't really keepmuch contact. But today, though, we had dinner at his house. Wewent through all the standard hey-how-are-ya shit, then went upto his room and played some of his music. While he was lookingthrough his CDs, I asked, "Do you still jack off?" (A little background: a few months before, wehad indeed established that we both jacked off. In that episode,we just pulled up bedsheets over our dicks and watched asoft-core movie on cable. And after that, he said, "Man, I'mnever going to do this again...I just don't feel right aboutit.") He hesitated a beat, then said, "Well,yeah...you know, when I feel the need to." We talked alittle about the previous episode, and then he said somethinglike, "When you have someone do it for you it feelsgreat." To which I said: "Who has done it foryou?" He hesitated again, and I said: "Girls...orguys?" He said, "Different people...some girls, and aguy. That felt kind of weird."I paused a moment, perhapsreflecting on the surreality of the conversation (my throat hadgone bone-dry since I first asked him if he still jacked off),and said, "Well, do you want to do it?" He looked awayfrom me and said, "Well, if you want to do it." By thistime I was literally shaking and could barely swallow. I felt soweird and anxious -- in fact, the last time I had felt that waswas about a year ago, when we first masturbated together. I sat dumbfounded for a few seconds, and thenhe said, "Well, go on." I said, "Are you going totake your clothes off, too?" He said, "When youdo." After a moment of fumbling around we just startedtaking off our clothes together. I dropped my shorts; he sliddown his jeans. We both reluctantly slid down our boxers; rathercomically, our T-shirts were both long enough to cover our dicks.I first took out my dick and started pumping it. However, it wasto no avail; I was so ... so worried, anticipatory, excited, andeuphoric that I just couldn't get it up. He started feeling mydick first, and although it felt good, I still couldn't get outof my goddamned anticipatory state of mind. I asked, "Areyou hard?" and he said yes. I said, "Maybe if I startedwith you it'd be better." He okayed me and I began movingtoward his dick. I grabbed it, and began stroking. "It has acurve," I said idiotically. He said, "yes, itdoes." It felt like nothing I'd ever felt before. It wasn'tlike mine. It was circumsized and firm all through. Unlike mine,which rotated when hard, it seemed rooted in one place, with anupward curve that felt wonderful to grip. We both lay down on thefloor, and I took instructions -- "I like it a littleslower," he said. After a little while, he asked, "doyou want to do anything more?" I said, "likesucking?" and he said yes. Apropos of my parched mouth, Isaid, "I'm not ready for that just yet, I think." ThenI went a bit faster, and asked, "are you close?" Henodded. About thirty seconds later, he sort of waved me off, andfinished with his hand. He didn't say anything -- he was totallysilent, but then I saw some semen come out of the end of hisdick, followed by a little bit more. He went into the bathroomand wiped himself off.All this time I hadn't gotten more of an inch'sworth of growth. At that time there was a knock on the door and Ihastily picked up my clothes and went into the bathroom. He gotrid of his sister after a while, and while he was talking to her,I was turning the pages of a porno of his, trying futilely to putsome life into my sad-assed dick. At that moment my dad calledfor me, signaling that it was time to go home. Ashamed, Iprofusely apologized and said I'd like to do it again. We never did anything like that again, mostlybecause we lived too far away from each other. But now that I'min college I have found a *whole* lot of opportunities!! Thanks, Mick, for the truly excellent page. Iwas reading the stories here long before you switched it tofee-based; it's still the best around.