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Steve andMe by dekay1@hotmail.com (dekay1@hotmail.com)I begin this by revealing myidentity as the author of "Matt and me" (posted 3/6/97)and I'm also giving my Email address and inviting any commentsand feedback. I also wrote "My buddy's surprise"(posted 3/1/97). The following story happened in between thosetwo incidents.I begin by apologizing for thelength of it.It had been about two years sincewe moved to a different part of the country, and of course Imissed having Matt to jack off with very much. I remembered theweek before we moved away when Matt and I would jack off togetheralmost every chance we got. Thoughts of what Matt and I did wouldoften occupy my solo jack offs. Since being with Matt had beensuch a great experience, I knew I had to find another jack offbuddy. Unfortunately, I didn't make a whole lot of friends that Iwould be that close to. I began to appreciate how precious andfew a good jack off buddy was. Then I met this kid Steve, whodidn't live too far away from us. He was 15 (me 16) and was agrade behind me. We got acquainted when I gave him a ride homefrom school one day. We talked quite a bit, and got to like eachother. The friendship was underway.It was great to have a goodfriend; and after being with him awhile, I thought he'd make agreat jack off buddy. Steve was rather lean, and he had from allappearances a smooth body. He was a couple inches shorter than mewith dark blonde hair, and was soft-spoken and kind of on the shyside. Steve was an all around great guy and friend.I knew almost instinctively thatit would take a lot of time and patience before Steve and I couldbe jack off buddies. It turned out to be a very correctassessment; if I would have tried to have been as forthright as Ihad with Matt, Steve would have run away never to come back.Patience was indeed a virtue. Having a jack off buddy was not anulterior motive in my friendship with Steve. Even if we had neverdone it, I still liked him as my friend. So we spent the firstseveral months getting acquainted with each other, and gainingeach other's trust. Of course girls and sex occupied a fair bitof our conversation time. I could tell Steve was avidlyinterested in the subject, and I had him pegged (rightly) as afrequent masturbator. But I also knew that he was very modest--hewouldn't even pee in a public urinal, he'd always go into astall. Anyway, time for plan "A" to go into action.My cousin (11 years older than me)bought a lot of porn. He would get these porn advertisingcirculars in the mail and would pass them along to me. They hadlots and lots of pictures of every description, none of whichwere uncensored. He had given me so many that I kept them in alarge manilla envelope hidden in our basement bathroom, next tomy room. One day when Steve came over, Itold him I had something to show him, and that it was a secret hecould never tell anybody. After he agreed, I took him into thebathroom and he watched me pull the manilla envelope out of itshiding place. He stared at the pictures with his eyes and mouthwide open. He had never seen anything like it. I could tell hewas getting turned on. After looking at the pictures forawhile, I put them back into the envelope and put it back in itshiding place. We went on to doing other things, but I knew whatwas on Steve's mind. He held out longer than I thought he wouldbefore excusing himself to go to the bathroom. I went in shortlyafter he did, and found what I suspected I would...some of hiscum still in the sink. And when I checked later on, I found thatone of the advertising circulars was missing! For a few timesafter that, Steve would return the one he took and trade it for anew one. Of course all this was turning me on too!Time for plan B. I asked Steve tocome over one day at a certain time, and I was intentionallylate. Mom told Steve he could go downstairs and wait for me, as Ithought she would. I came in about 15 minutes later, and foundSteve in the bathroom. I waited a few minutes in my bedroom forSteve to come out. I listened for him to pull up his pants, andthen I said, "hurry up, I gotta go." I figured that hewouldn't have very much time to do a careful clean up. I wasright again! I went into the bathroom after he came out and beganto pee; while I was doing that, I inspected the sink and found ahuge glob of cum by the faucet, which I scooped up on my finger.Bingo! Time for the confrontation. I came out and found Steve sittingin my bedroom looking at a magazine. We exchanged greetings, andI said: "Steve, I've got to talk to you about somethingpersonal, and I want you to be completely honest with me."Steve of course readily agreed. Then, as nervous as I could be, Icontinued: "Steve, I noticed that one of my porn ads wasmissing, and I also know that it is returned and a new one ismissing. And also Steve, I just found this by the faucet on thesink, and it's not mine." I heldthe glob of cum on my finger outfor him to examine. "Steve, have you been jacking off in thebathroom and using my porn pictures to jack off with athome?"The color drained from Steve'sface. He was almost crying. "Yes," he said,"Please don't tell anybody on me, will you?"I started to laugh. "Tellanyone? I trusted you to show you those pictures, didn't I? Whythe hell do you think I have them around if not to jack off to?You're free to borrow any you want to take home and use; justdon't get caught with them." After that, we had a long talkabout jacking off, where we did it, how often we did it, how wedid it, etc. Steve was really enjoying himself. He had alwaysbeen so embarrassed about it and had never talked to anyone aboutit. He was so delighted that he could talk to me. It wasn't too long after that, Isuggested that we do it together. It started with Steve in thebathroom and me in the bedroom (well, it was a start). Then Itold him that it was ridiculous, so we started to do it in thesame room, but he had to have his back to me. Funny thing wasthough that we'd hand the lube back and forth, and even use thesame cum rag. (getting closer!) It wasn't until we went campingalone on private property one weekend that we finally did it infront of each other. It was night, and we decided to do it infront of the campfire. There we were, standing next to each otherbeating off by the light of the fire. We stood there watchingeach other get off. It was a real turn on.From that time on, we would freelyjack off in front of each other. We did it almost every day.Steve was really enjoying it with someone else. But naturally wedid it by ourselves too. Even with all this openness,I couldstill sense some apprehension with Steve, and it took me awhileto find out what it was. It was when I suggested that we doeach other, that the truth came out. We were lying naked togetheron the bed when I made the suggestion. Steve flatly refused, andI asked him why. It took him a good while to admit it, but itseemed that kids in school always teased him about being a"fag" or "fairy" because of his smoothcomplexion and soft voice. He had another guy he knew ask him tojack off with him, and he didn't, because he didn't want word toget out that he had been jacking with another guy. He also didn'twant to do anything homosexual.So after assuring him that nobodywould know, and jacking each other off didn't mean that you weregay, he finally agreed. "Besides," I told him, "Idon't jack off to gay porn, do I?"So lying there together, we tookahold of each other's cocks and begin to jack off. I could tellhe was enjoying it. As I began to pick up speed on his cock, heslowed down and finally stopped doing mine. I could feel himgetting close, so I kept stroking. He shot a monster load allover his stomach. After that, he didn't want to finish me off, soI did myself, no big deal. It got better after that. Steveand I would frequently jack each other off--sometimes standingup, sometimes lying down, and a few times lying crotch to crotchon the bed and doing each other. We never did the weight benchthing that Matt and I did, because neither of us had one. But wehad fun.So here's the climax story. Onenight I was staying over at Steve's house. Steve had gotten aholdof a full cask of wine (in the box) and some pot. Steve's parentswere gone for the evening and wouldn't be back until late, so wehad the whole house to ourselves. So we lay on Steve's bed in ourunderwear, talking, smoking pot, and getting stoned. Of course weknew that we'd jack off, it was just a matter of when. I got upto take a leak, and when I got back, Steve went. While he waspissing, I got an idea how we could get off. When he got back, Iwas standing in the middle of the room. I told him, "Standstill right there; I've got an idea for getting offtonight." Of course he trusted me, so hestood there. I took off my jockey shorts so I was completelynude. I reached over to his white jockey shorts and opened thefly in the front. Then I put my soft cock and balls in throughhis fly. He caught on to the idea quickly and we rubbed our cockstogether until we were both stone hard. Then it was time for somereadjustment. I put his cock so it pointedup, and then I put mycock between his cock and his pubes and began to pump back andforth. With my hand, I was rubbing the back of his cock back andforth through his shorts. It wasn't long before I felt my ownload start to rise. I wanted to hold out as long as possible soSteve and I could cum together. So I slowed up a bit and rubbedSteve's cock a little more urgently. "Oh yeah, I'm gonnacum!" Steve whispered. I picked up my pumping, and feltSteve's first spurt on my cock. I followed it with my firstspurt. We were cumming like there was no tomorrow, fillingSteve's underwear with two fresh loads. Whew! When I pulled my cum covered cockout, Steve pulled down his underwear. I looked as Steve's cockand pubes were glistening with our loads. He lay down on the bedand begin to slowly massage the cum around on his cock and pubes.I then took Steve's shorts and lay down next to him. I wiped therest of the cum off the shorts onto my cock and pubes andmassaged it the same way. As we lay there with the cumdrying on us, we poured some more wine and smoked some more potand just mellowed out. About an hour or so later, we jacked eachother off, lying face to face, squirting our load all over eachother's cocks. We massaged the cum again, had some more wine,some more pot, mellowed out, and then went to sleep. That was my hottest scene withSteve. We continued jacking off for quite awhile after that.However with time came Steve's 16th birthday and his driver'slicense, and not too long after came a girlfriend. Even when hegot a girlfriend, we still jacked off together but not as much.Then the day came when Steve came over for a jackoff, and he saidit would probably be our last one. And THAT is another story. Steve of course got married andnow has two kids. I'm sure he and his wife fuck like rabbits. Ihave seen him from time to time, but we never talk about thepast. Those are just private memories. There are numerous stories aboutwhat Steve and I did together over the far too short time we werejack off buddies. But I'll leave it at that for now. Yourresponses are invited!

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