Chapter 1: Discoveries of Puberty
My name is Evan Rowe, and this is my story. It all began when I was 13 years old. I had been growing hair on my cock for several weeks, and was very excited about the changes in my body. I knew about the birds and the bees, and I also knew that I was gay. Guys had turned me on as long as I could remember. Shortly after my first wet orgasm I started to get sweaty palms every time I got turned on. I didn't say anything because I thought it was a symptom of masturbation, like hairy palms and blindness. The problem became worse over the next few months. Just the thought of sex made my palms totally sweaty.
The problem became more serious during math class at school. I was trying to get my seatwork done when I caught a glimpse of Roger Green slumping in his seat sporting a woody in his sweat pants. Roger was on the basketball team, and was very hot. He was a year older than I, but he already had hairy legs and armpits. I loved sitting under the goal at games so I could admire his armpits when he shot free throws. This object of my fantasies was right next to me sporting an impressive hard on. I felt a sexy pang in my gut, and then felt a sticky substance in my right hand. I opened my palm and discovered a puddle of pre-cum. I had no idea where the stuff had come from. Being curious I brought my palm to my nose and smelled it. It was a real turn-on. My heartbeat sped up and I became very horny.
I told the teacher I was Ill and ran to the bathroom. The ooze appeared to be coming right out of my hand. I sniffed it again and my cock jumped in my pants. I decided I must have to pee, and pulled my cock out. As soon as the ooze made contact with my dick it sprang to a full woody. I could feel the most intense feeling in my cock and balls. It was like the best beat-off session times 20. The stuff kept coming out and it made a slurping sound as I stroked my dick. In less than a minute I shot my wad all over the back of the toilet. I could barely catch my breath. The orgasm was so intense that my eyes watered. My dick was at a full 5 inches, and was so hard it hurt. I wiped the stuff off my dick and washed my hands in the sink. I noticed several dark hairs sprouting under my lip. I had been hoping for it to come soon. My dad was very hairy, and I wanted to be just as hairy as he was. My ice blue eyes were in contrast to my dark hair and naturally tan skin. My good looks kept the girls interested.just my luck.
Later that week I invited my best friend Chip over to stay the night. He was about 5'4" and had very short cut blond hair. We stayed up late talking in bed, and eventually started talking about sex. I felt that pang again and then started oozing in my right palm. I told him I was really horny and needed to wack-off. He thought it was a good idea and started to join me. I had not seen Chip's dick before, so I was really excited. It was about 4 inches, and had a foreskin that didn't ever seem to retract. He only had a few hairs around his dick, and I had a small bush. He asked if I would do him and he could do me. I said sure and wrapped my palm around his little uncut dick. He jumped a foot off the bed and started panting Oh My God. The ooze on my palm had covered his dick and he was at full mast. The pleasure pulsed through his dick as I stroked and oozed. "What is that?" he asked. I told him it was just lube. I took my hand off and he grabbed my wrist and put it back on his cock. "Don't you dare stop!" he said. He groaned and moaned for about a minute before he shot his wad. "Wow man, that was awesome. I have never shot before. That was great." I oozed some lube on my dick and let him beat me off. The sensations were awesome, and I shot all over my belly.
[Two Years Later]
On my 14th birthday, my parents gave me what every child wants.BRACES. I stood in the bathroom naked, admiring my handsome face for the last time. I was shaving once a week, and had a lot of hair. I raised my arm and looked at the dark bush. My pits were getting very full, and the tan skin was perfect. My calves were also very hairy, it seemed to be creeping up my legs very slowly. I knew that I was gonna catch up with dad soon. I felt a pang in my gut and my hand oozed. I had some time, so I reached down and began beating off with the ooze. As usual the pleasure was immense. While I was wacking the door opened and my day walked in. He looked at me, then down at my dick. Between the ooze and the shock, I couldn't stop. I continued to beat and he watched frozen in place as I shot all over the sink. After I regained my composure I said "Would you get out of here!" Dad left the bathroom, went to his room and closed the door. After I took a shower and got dressed I went to dads room. I tried to turn the knob, but by hand slipped around in ooze. I found it odd that I oozed without being excited. The stuff seemed thicker than usual. I brought my hand up to smell it, and my legs collapsed under me. I was in a panic. I could see, hear, feel and smell, but I could hardly move. With all my strength I was able to crawl about a foot, then fell in exhaustion. About a half an hour later dad open the door and saw me laying on the floor. "Evan! Are you all right?" I told him I that I had tripped, and he helped me up after calling me a klutz. We got in the car and he took me to the orthodontist.
The needle hurt as it went in the roof of my mouth. My eyes watered, and then my whole mouth went numb. The orthodontist kept telling me to pull my tongue back. I had no Idea what he was talking about. When he was through he said I had the longest tongue he had ever seen. I said "whatever" and went to the bathroom to see my new braces. I opened my mouth and examined the braces. My mouth was still numb, but I knew that my teeth would hurt soon. I stuck my tongue out, and it fell about 4 inches down my chin. My eyes popped out of my head. I couldn't believe it. I could move it and swirl it, and it stuck way out of my mouth. The movement made my mouth water, and I spit a mouthful into the sink. On the way home my dad asked if I hurt. I acted like my mouth hurt and didn't want to talk. Truth was my tongue was in the way, and I was tongue-tied.
Later as the Novocain wore off, I was able to pull my tongue back in. I practiced pushing it out and pulling it back. If I really pushed hard it stuck out about 5 inches, almost as long and hard as my dick. I noticed that the tip of my tongue was dripping ooze similar to the ooze my palm makes. Later that night while I was beating off, I imagined eating ass for the first time. I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go and went through the motions. My tongue slowly slinked out to about seven inches and then began dripping ooze like a faucet. Slowly I realized that the ooze would probably feel great in someone's ass. As the images of eating ass shot through my head I shot all over my chest. I thought "What the fuck is happening to me?" as I drifted off to sleep.
[One year later]
I was walking down the hall at school when the asshole tripped me. I looked up and Roger Green was laughing at me. "Have a nice trip? FAGGOT?" he said. He shook his dick at me through his shorts as he said "I know you want a piece of this.fucking queer." He walked away laughing.
This object of my lust had turned into a major homophobic asshole. He strutted around school with a different slut every week. He would fuck them and move on. I really wanted to kick and lick his ass. I was still turned on by him, even though I wanted to kick his ass.
After school I followed him home and jumped him in his back yard. I was swinging wildly as I called him every name in the book. He got up and backed away with his hands ready to fight. I was scared, and made fists back at him. I noticed my left hand beginning to ooze. That had never happened before, just my right hand. He lunged at me and I managed to get him in a headlock. My left hand grabbed his neck, and the ooze sank into his skin. He fell limp in my arms on the ground. "Help!" he managed to say. " Can't move". At first I thought I had killed him, but then my right hand started oozing, and my dick got hard. I knew what I had to do.
I pulled Roger into my lap and whispered into his ear. "What's wrong? Can't you move? You were right today, I do want your cock" I started to play with the hair on his calves. "I have always liked your legs, so hairy and lean. You are really hot Roger" "Leave me alone man, I'm not gay!" " I am" I said as I put my hand into his shorts. He moved slightly and said no. but I began playing with his dick. After little success my right hand oozed all over his dick and he gasped. He became hard as a rock and began to breathe heavy. More ooze came out and he began to moan. There was nothing he could do. He was limp in my arms, and the ooze was making him very horny. His dick was about 8 inches and as big as a beer can. No wonder the sluts love him. I noticed that my mouth was watering and my tongue was growing. I wanted to eat his ass and he was helpless to stop it. I pulled his shorts down and turned him over. "Don't fuck me! He screamed" I laughed at him and got down on my knees. I was inches from his asshole, and my tongue had a mind of its own. It came out of my mouth several inches, dripping in ooze. He gasped as my tongue entered his ass. He managed to get up on his knees and started to crawl. After a few feet he fell over and gave into the licking. I could feel the ooze filling his ass, and he began pushing his ass into my face. He began moaning and chanting "yea.eat my ass" he was actually enjoying it. I asked him if he liked it and he said yes. His answer made me cum, at least I thought it was cum. I pulled my tongue out and saw my cock leaking ooze like a water faucet. I stood up and said "what the fuck." I was kind of scared. I heard him say he was thirsty, and he managed to turn around and climb to his knees. When he saw my cock he moaned and crawled over to me. He began to drink the ooze from my cock while he grunted and groaned. I could feel the power run through my body and into his mouth. I had an incredible orgasm and blacked out. When I woke up he was gone.
That night I went over the whole scene in my head. He had made me mad, and my left hand oozed. That ooze made him weak, and my right hand oozed, I put that on his dick and he got off on it. I ate his ass and he actually pushed it to me for deeper penetration and filled his bowels with ooze, and then he sucked ooze from my dick without even being made. I had turned him gay? I was so turned on then I got scared. I remembered the ooze on my dads door that paralyzed me after He caught me beating off. CAN DAD DO THIS TOO?
Part Two Coming Soon