Life of Brad B/b oral Chapter 1
My name is Brad Martin, I am 14 years old, and this is my story.
I am an only child, since my mother had trouble with three previous pregnancies, and when I was born, she was told that she could never have children again. My dad's name is Thomas and he has two brothers that are older than he is. David is a burn-out who has always been in trouble, and Ben, the oldest, is a very successful doctor. My dad owns an electrical supply business, and I guess we got a lot of bucks, cause we live in a big house and I have always had all the kewl toys. I have four cousins, Tommy who is 2 years older than me and Kevin who is three years older than me. I also have two female cousins that are younger than me, but they don't really play a part in my story.
My story has to start when I was 11 years old. Being an only child, my parents focused their lives around me. I didn't realize it at that time, but I learned it later. I inherited some good things from my parents and some bad things. The good things included my physical appearance and the bad was a growth disorder. First the good stuff. I was average size for my age with light brown hair and extremely deep green eyes. Everyone commented on my eyes. I don't like to brag, but everyone said I was super cute. My dad, Tom Martin had been a jock in high school and college and he was really into fitness. As a result, I grew up working out and owned a body that looked much older than my 11 years. I entered puberty when I was almost 11 and freaked when the changes started. My dad and I were real close and had this agreement that whenever one of us wanted to talk about anything real personal, we would call for an OTR talk (meaning Off The Record). It was a kewl agreement where we could talk about anything and be 100% honest with no fear of having the discussion being used later for punishment. I got the neatest dad in the world. The growth disorder is something that will be explained in future chapters of my story.
So here I am, 11 years old, with a body just forming a six pack, and the beginning of fuzz down by my pecker. Oh, by the way, another thing I inherited from the Martin side of the family is a dick far in excess of any other guy my age. Like when I was 11, I had a full five inches of hard dick. Now that may not seem large to you, but when you are just five feet tall, and don't even weigh 100 pounds, a dick that size looks like a monster.
My best friend is my cousin Tommy. He is 13 and was named after my dad. His father, David, had always been in trouble and had always fought with his parents and brothers. For some reason, he chose to name his only child after my dad, the youngest of the three brothers. My Uncle Ben, the doctor, had one son and two daughters. Kevin, his son was three years older than me. All three of us Martin boys looked alike. Tommy and I were inseparable, wanting to be together all the time for any reason. Kevin, the oldest, had a reddish cast to his hair, but he had the same green eyes as Tommy and me.
So I started puberty early, and the changes in my body were scary to me. My dad and I did all kinds of stuff together, so it was easy for me to talk to him, and easy for me to ask for an OTR talk. It was during one of these OTR talks that I told my dad that my dick was itching and felt weird. My dad, being super kewl, let me talk and ask questions, with no fear that he would rat me out to my mom. So I told him that I was starting to get hair and my dick was always hard and itching. At first dad laughed, and that really pissed me off. Then he apologized and told me I was starting puberty, much earlier than he had expected. I was never embarrassed about being nude around my parents, so when he asked if I would show him, I dropped my jeans and boxers and showed him my red peepee. I remember him saying "Oh, My God, you got a big one started there". That kinda embarrassed me, but he told me to calm down. He got a book from the library in our house that showed me the stages of puberty and told me what to expect. Like I said before, my dad was kewl. He told me about wet dreams and jacking off, and told me just to do it in privacy and he and mom would leave me alone.
The summer I turned 12, my parents sent me to Camp Eagle, a one month experience for boys from 10 to 16. I had always made friends easy, and looked forward to being away from the rents for an entire month. Tommy had wanted to go with me, but his dad was being a jerk and said no. Even when dad and Uncle Ben offered to pay for the camp, Uncle Dave said no. Uncle Dave had always been hard on Tommy, ever since Tommy's mother had died. Uncle Dave remarried to a bar fly he met in Arkansas and brought back to Michigan. She was okay looking, but everyone knew she was hooked on drugs and booze.
So I boarded the bus to Camp Eagle, with my mom crying, and my dad waving to me. I had a sick feeling leaving the rents, but looked forward to the fishing, canoeing, hiking, swimming and other activities listed in the camp brochure. Arriving at the camp with about 20 other boys was a fire drill. Everyone was looking for their luggage and wondering what was ready for them. A lot of the boys had been to this camp before and knew exactly what to expect, but I was feeling like I had made a mistake to leave home and my best friend, Tommy. I found my gear and headed for the group of boys being herded toward the camp headquarters by a director named Matt. Matt was about 17, tall, handsome, and very tan. He was wearing tight shorts that left no doubt that he was a guy and a T shirt that stopped above his navel, showing a nice trail from his navel down. His bulging shorts told me that he was hung like a horse. Matt was very friendly and started reading off the names of the new arrivals and what cabin they would be assigned to. My name was not on his list for some reason, so almost everyone had headed for their cabin with me just standing there, wondering if I was gonna be sent back home. Matt searched through his papers and couldn't find my name, when a guy said "Hey Matt, We'll take the little runt with us to our cabin". Matt looked up to see Derek, Brent and Jarrett, three guys who had been at camp the previous year. They were all older than I was, and I felt real uncomfortable. Matt said okay and Derek grabbed my duffle bag and we headed for a cabin named Lone Wolf.
As soon as we entered the cabin, I saw four single beds and not much else. Derek introduced me to the other guys and asked how old I was. When I said 11, he acted shocked. "Man, you look a lot older than 11" he said. Derek was 15, Brent was 14 and Jarret was 15. All three of them were extremely cute and well built. A strange feeling came over me just being in the cabin with them and knowing that we would be cabin buds for an entire month. My 12th birthday was coming up in two weeks, so I made sure that they all knew I was almost 12. We stowed our gear and headed for the bunk house for dinner. Derek was very friendly to me, and I immediately felt attached to him like the older brother that I never had. I wished that Tommy was with me, but Derek was always by me to explain the camp schedules and stuff that we could do. I started having strange feelings toward Derek as soon as he locked his blue eyes on mine. "Man, you got the kewlest eyes I have ever seen" he exclaimed. It was not the first time that someone commented on my dark green eyes, but it made me feel comfortable with Derek immediately. My eyes drifted over his face and body and locked on the front of his shorts, where I saw a very large bulge pushing out the front of the gray Camp Eagle shorts. Derek caught me checking him out and laughed. I know I turned beet red when he busted me. He just said lets get some chow, Squirt, and then relax.
It was during supper that I heard comments from Brent and Jarrett that bothered me. Both of them seemed angry at Derek for inviting me to be in their cabin. I don't remember the exact comments, but it seemed that they expected just the three of them to be in Lone Wolf, and that a snot nosed brat would fuck up their summer. I was very upset, to the point I had to leave the table or I would start crying. I heard Derek cuss out the other two as he left his unfinished dinner and followed me out of the bunk house. He caught me as I was heading for the lake, wanting to be alone. Derek grabbed me and turned me around and saw the tears streaming down my face. He pulled me to his body and hugged me and kissed my head, all the time telling me that it would be okay. I had never felt rejection like I had just experienced, so I told Derek that I would ask to be moved to another cabin or call home for my parents to come and get me. Derek comforted me and told me that he wanted me to be his little brother for the month, and that he would make sure that I had a good time. He told me that Brent and Jarrett were assholes, and that they would be okay as soon as I got to know them. Then Derek told me something that I didn't understand at first.
"Some guys come here for camp to unwind and do stuff that they can't do at home" he said. "You just have to go with the flow and learn that guys will fool around with each other, but no one will make you do anything that you don't really want to do".
I didn't understand, but I knew by the way Derek was hugging me, that he was my friend. His hands roamed my back down to my butt, and a feeling of warmth and love flowed through my body. Derek took my hand and we walked around the camp. He pointed out the swimming area, shower room, and all the other buildings on the camp. It was past dark when our walk was done.
We headed back to Lone Wolf and Derek asked me if I was ready for a shower. I felt stinky after the long bus ride and told him yes. We grabbed our shower kits and headed for the shower cabin. It was late in the evening, and no one else was there. I had never been bashful about undressing in gym class, but this was different. Derek was much older than I was, and I really didn't want to strip nude in front of him. He put me at ease when he told me that all guys have dicks and I would see everyone nude before I left the camp for home. It took Derek about two seconds to strip nude in front of me, showing me a big patch of dark pubic hair and a cock bigger than I had ever seen. He stripped and entered the big shower room and turned on two shower heads.
I took a deep breath and stripped and headed in with my soap and shampoo in my hand. I was not ready for Derek's reaction when he saw my nude body.
"Man, you got a huge dick for a kid" he exclaimed.
I wanted to crawl into the drain in the middle of the floor when I saw his eyes locked on my boy dick. Derek laughed and told me to chill out. He motioned for me to use the shower right next to him as he started to shampoo his hair. When I knew his eyes were closed to keep out the shampoo, I looked at his dick and saw his patch of pubes and low hanging balls. Something stirred inside me and I felt my dick start to harden. I turned away from Derek, hoping that he didn't see my weenie getting hard. I wanted my dick to behave, but it seemed to be getting harder all the time. I had my back to Derek, when I felt his hands soaping my back. I know I moaned out loud as I felt his warm touch on my back, trailing down to my butt. His hands soaped me all over, and when his hands went between my butt cheeks I jumped away.
"Relax, Dude" was all he said. "I'll wash the parts you can't get to easy".
I felt his hands running up and down my back, and strange feelings were beginning to boil inside my young body. When his hands soaped the crack of my butt, I moaned softly. It was then that I felt Derek's lips on my neck, kissing and licking me. My knees buckled and I almost collapsed, but Derek's strong arms held me up. He hugged me to his body and I felt something hard pressing against my back. I knew it was his boner, and I melted into his grasp. Derek's hands reached around to the front of me and grabbed my boner. I felt like I was going to pass out. His soft hands stroked my hard meat and balls, and I was floating in a dream. Derek turned me around and pressed his lips to mine. I had never kissed anyone in my life the way he was kissing me. I could feel his tongue licking against my lips and teeth, his hands pulling my butt toward him and his huge dick throbbing against mine. Derek was awakening passion in my body that I never knew existed. I put my arms around his back and pulled him tight against me, opening my mouth so his tongue could probe deep inside me. I shoved my tongue inside his mouth and let my hands roam down to his hard butt cheeks, as I heard him moan in pleasure. He continued rubbing his hard cock against mine as we frenched and felt each other's body heat. Derek broke the kiss and started working his mouth down to my neck. I stood there, frozen in lust and anticipation of what was going to happen next.
His mouth found my left nipple and he licked and sucked it with the shower flooding our naked bodies. I moaned in pleasure and pain as his mouth sucked and nibbled on my left nip, only to feel the same sensation on my right one. I was totally lost in lust for this handsome stud. I knew I could not stop him from exploring my body, I wanted him to do it!!! His mouth moved down to my navel and his tongue probed my inny. I grabbed his head as he licked lower and sucked on my ball sack. There was no way to describe the feelings I had for Derek. I would let him do anything as long as he didn't stop his tongue. I ran my fingers through his hair as he grabbed my boner and guided it into his warm mouth. I was totally his. It was the most incredible feeling I had ever had. All my jack off sessions were nothing compared to the feeling of Derek sucking on my boy cock. Again I almost collapsed, but his strong arms held me up and he deep throated my cock and rubbed the cheeks of my butt. My head rocked back as I felt the electricity flowing through my body. I knew I was going to cum, and I wanted to warn him to stop. I could not mouth the words, as my orgasm erupted. All I could do was scream and grab his head and shove my dick to the hilt inside his mouth, as my cum blasted into his mouth. It seemed like my body was exploding, as gush after gush of thick sperm blasted into his hungry mouth. My mind and body melted, as I passed out and collapsed in his grasp.
When my head cleared, I was on the floor of the shower room with Derek's warm mouth still licking and sucking my throbbing dick. I had never experienced anything like the orgasm he had given me. Feelings of lust and love flowed through my body, and I started to cry. Derek pulled his mouth off my softening dick and moved his face to mine. His warm kiss pushed some of my cum into my mouth. I had tasted my jizz before, but not like this. My emotions were raw as I kissed and sucked his tongue and mouth. I wanted all of him. I wanted him to have all of me. Nothing in my life had been as intense as the orgasm Derek had given me, and I wanted to repay him in the same way.
I rolled Derek over on his back and kissed him passionately. My hand reached down and found his rock hard 7 inches of man meat. I broke the kiss and went for his nipples, just like he did for me.
"You don't have to do this" he moaned.
I ignored his comment and licked my way down to the thick patch of dark pubes at the base of his man cock. I had never even touched another dick but my own, but I was determined to satisfy the guy who had introduced me to guy sex. My mouth opened and I licked the pre cum off his long cock. The precum had leaked out, and the more I stroked his cock, the more juice flowed out. His juice tasted just like my cum had tasted the many times I had whacked off and slurped up the thick cream. I grabbed his balls and tried to take all of his cock in my mouth, just like he had done to me. I gagged and had to pull off.
"Just go easy, Brad, suck what you can and use your hand on the rest" he moaned.
Again my mouth took his hot dick inside, as my hands stroked his huge cock and balls. I sucked on his dick for only a couple of minutes before he warned me he was going to cum. Derek tried to push my head off his dick, but I sucked harder and took his meat as far inside my mouth as I could. I felt his dick expand and then the first blast of hot, thick cum hit the back of my mouth. I gulped and choked as I tried to swallow all his thick cream, but my mouth was not big enough. Streams of hot cum ran down my chin and landed on his pubes, as I continued to suck and swallow his cum. Derek finally stopped throbbing, and I took my mouth off his hard cock.
"That was the best blowjob I have ever had" he exclaimed. "I can't believe that you did that for me".
I leaned forward and kissed Derek's mouth, savoring the taste of his cum still coating my mouth. We frenched for the next five minutes until he told me we better get back to the cabin. We had taken a big risk having sex in a public place, and neither one of us wanted to be caught. We returned to the showers and washed the remnants of our sexual encounter off our bodies, and then dressed and headed back to Lone Wolf. Just outside the door, Derek grabbed me and kissed me passionately, telling me that I was the cutest guy he had ever met. Then Derek told me to just chill when we got inside with Jarrett and Brent. I didn't understand what he meant, but I trusted Derek with my life.
To be continued in Chapter 2