My Gay Way
By Androgyne
When you're a young boy, whether you're going to grow up gay or straight, there's a point when you start finding your cock becoming hot and stiff without you knowing why. Then probably like it was with me, if you are alone, you start touching yourself, playing with your cock, maybe stroking your cock AND your ball sack. So this day I came home from school to an empty house and with my cock really hard like it had been on and off all day. I went up to my bedroom to change out of my school uniform and stripped naked. So I look down at my rigid cock and then walked over to my bed and lay down atop of it.
I'm well hung. That's not bragging it's just the truth that this young boy has a proper cock not a little boy's cock. I mean I'm not huge, I don't have a monster cock, I'm what you'd say well-endowed for my age. So there I was, turned 10 and not yet 11 naked on my bed with a hard-on that wouldn't quit and had been there on and off all day in school. I was feeling my cock and doing other things that felt good for some reason. With the hand not on my cock I was touching the insides of my thighs and stroking my belly.
I started breathing faster as I cupped my balls and began squeezing my cock with my fingers wrapped around it. I wasn't "pumping" it you know; not like normal jerking off because I'd never jerked off before. But with my cock hard and hurting, and me gripping its length, I was sort of pushing my hips up and I could feel something was going to happen. I recall gasping out "Oh fuck" and next thing my hand and lower belly had blobs of warm milky white stuff pooled on it. I'd never felt anything as good as that whatever it was that had happened. I managed to lift my head and looking at my now only semi hard cock I could see a bit more of the milky stuff dripping out of it.
Yeah okay I did it! You know what I did don't you? I did what God knows how many boys have done all through history I scooped a couple of fingers of the stuff up and tasted it with the tip of my tongue! Next thing I sucked the stuff off my fingers and swallowed the lot and yeah I loved it. I confess I cleaned up all the stuff off my fingers and belly by lapping it up. So next I walked, a bit rubber legged, into our bathroom and washed myself totally clean.
So later on that day, after evening meal with my folks, oh yeah they asked me if I was okay since I was so quiet, I got to thinking about what had happened earlier. I told mum and dad I was fine and mum touching, my face and forehead, said that I was cool and had no sign of a fever. I said that I'd told them I was fine and they decided I was telling them the truth. However, when I was sent up to bed, and under the duvet and sheet, my cock was rock hard again and bulging my pyjama bottoms. So before my folks came up to bed I dived into our bathroom and snaffled some pieces of toilet tissue.
Back into bed and in the dark I popped the button on my PJ bottoms and kicked them down to my ankles. Next I unbuttoned the jacket and with it wide open got down to doing to myself what I'd done a few hours earlier. After a while I kicked the bedding back and I was kinda panting; but this time instead of pushing my hips up I was pumping my hand up and down. Now I knew what would happen and knew what to expect and I could feel it coming. It was a good job I'd kicked back the bedclothes and was almost naked because when it happened the white stuff didn't splash out like before it spurted out and it felt even better than my first time. Better? It felt amazing!
Once there was no more to come I just sprawled there panting and the first clear thing to come into my mind was that I'd keep doing this to myself forever. So I cleaned myself up again like earlier, and this time I had cream as far up as my chest, and yeah I was licking it off my fingers and loving the slick texture as I swallowed it. So I crashed into sleep barely after I'd hidden the wad of creamed toilet tissue and got my PJs back into place. So I woke early morning, before my folks were stirring, and yeah I went at it again and things went the same. While mum and dad were still asleep I sneaked into our bathroom to grab a wet facecloth because I'd now found out the dried cream was sticky and tacky!
Now in school I started keeping my ears peeled and listened in to other boys talking to try to get clued up on my new pleasure. If you don't look at them but pay attention you can soon pick up on things. I was "wanking off" or "jerking off" or maybe "jacking off" and there were other names for it to from other boys. The white milky stuff was another thing that had different names too. The stuff was "sponk" or "jizm" or "cum" or "spunk" but it was the same whatever you called it.
So one day I was sitting in the schoolyard with some of my classmates and a couple of them got talking about jerking off and, as Joey Paxton called it, "jizzing" when you had your "cum". I got asked, with a snide grin, by Harry White, if I "pulled my wire" which was another new one on me. In the past I'd sort of ignored things like that from boys like Harry but this time it was "Sure who doesn't" with a shrug. Now I did notice at the time that Joey sneaked a funny look at me when I said that; I maybe think he didn't realise I'd caught it! However that led to my next step on the way to cock play.
As it happens Joey Paxton lives pretty close to me, and apart from being in the same class at the same school we more or less grew up together and we were friends, so we spent a lot of time together outside of school. So we were hanging out in his back garden one afternoon at the weekend and we were the only ones in his house. Joey's a small boy, dark skin that somehow still freckles, dark eyes and dark brown hair, and also he's kinda thin.
Now as for me well I'm about average height for my age and say a year back I'd have said I was a bit tubby; but I gained an inch or so in height and that lard dropped off so I guess I'm fairly solid built. So we were both out there in his garden talking and the weather was really nice and sunny. He was wearing cut-off jeans and a singlet while I'd got on a pair of pretty short shorts and a tee shirt. Without quite looking right at me he popped a question from out of nowhere it being "So do you get yourself off a lot?" which I absolutely was doing.
So I shrugged and nodded at the same time with "Oh yeah" as my reply. So now he did look right at me for the follow up which really got my attention it being that jerking off was amazing but having someone jerk you off was a lot better. I'm not sure if I was being serious when I said it but I said to him "Are you offering?" and he said "Yeah but not out here" and then he stood up. He grabbed my hand, tugged me to my feet, and led the way up to his bedroom and as he shot the bolt on the door told me nobody was due home but we should take care.
He went over to the bedroom window to pull the curtains almost shut "Don't want the neighbours watching" was what he said. Next up he was pulling up and off his singlet and popping the brass button on his cut-offs telling me I should get naked too in case we messed up our clothes. He started first so he was naked first. Now I'd seen Joey naked in the showers after gym and never thought about it but this time I looked, really looked at him, sort of from head to toe.
Like I said he's skinny with long thin legs and thighs and I was seeing him with a hard-on for the first time. His cock was shorter than mine but maybe thicker and his was straight not curved like mine is when it gets hard; which is a lot of the time! So I peeled off my tee shirt and when I dropped my shorts, no briefs under them, Joey was scoping out my cock. He liked what he saw for sure with "Nice big cock" being what he actually said. I thought I'd better say something too and I came out with "Yours too" which wasn't all that clever.
So we were both naked, except for socks and sports shoes, which now seems odd. Joey walked over to his bed and I realised my own hard-on was feeling like a record hard-on. Now he asked me if he could do me first and then I could do him which was fine with me as my "Cool" told him. So he got me sitting on the edge of his bed, turned a little to my own left, and then he sat down next to me and slightly behind me. As he settled I could feel his chest against my back and his hard cock pressing against me. He felt hot. I mean literally hot just like he had a fever and I wondered if he thought I felt the same.
When he reached around, with his right hand, Joey's right handed and I'm a leftie, to take hold of my cock even his hand felt really hot. Now came what I hadn't expected or thought about. Joey looked at my cock and told me he'd get my skin back before he jerked me off. Well I've been jerking off a LOT but not for long so my foreskin was still tight but I was gagging to have him get me off so I just told him "Sure go ahead" so he did. He had his thumb atop my cock and a finger underneath as he pulled back on my foreskin and I clenched my teeth because it did hurt a bit.
Then he was telling me "Jeeze Ben you're tight am I hurting you?" [ Oh yeah I'm Benjamin "Ben" Fowler I never told you that did I? ] and I was saying I was okay and to keep going. Yeah well as sore as it felt I wasn't going to chicken out was I? And gradually he got the skin sort of stretched and rolled back behind my knob end where it felt WAY tight. Soon though he was holding my cock, thumb and finger like he used to skin me back, and pumping away at my rigid barrel. I nearly moaned at the mixture of pleasure and the tight pain from my knob end. I knew that if my foreskin hadn't been back I'd have cum by then but even so I could feel it building up hotter and hotter.
Joey was sort of muttering into my ear asking if I was cumming and I managed to grunt out that yeah I'd cum soon; and he tried to point my cock down at the wooden floor but with my cock being curved and so hard that wasn't going to happen. So he gave up and jerked away with my cock up and curved back until I really yelled out and had the biggest, longest, hardest, cum I'd ever had. I shot jizm or whatever you want to call it all over my belly and chest and even my own face. By the time I grabbed Joey's hand to stop him, I had no more cum to come anyway, I was streaked with my own jizm and Joey had caught some too.
Holy fuck I was thinking that was my best cum ever just as Joey spoke up to say that my cum was amazing so we both couldn't be wrong. Now though I found something was sort of wrong. Despite shooting all that jizm my cock was still hard and swollen and I found I couldn't get my foreskin back over my knob end. I'll be honest and admit I was a bit scared wondering what to do; not that Joey seemed to care! So I told him I'd go to his bathroom to clean myself up then come back and get him off as soon as I could.
In the bathroom I looked at my cock and it was still curved and like iron. My knob end looked purple and was still seeping some jizm so I turned on the cold tap and managed to get my cock under the water. When things started to sort of loosen or soften I was thinking "Oh thank fuck for that" especially when I managed to pull my skin up and my knob popped back inside. After washing off my jizm I headed back to Joey's bedroom where he was waiting with as hard a cock as I'd had. I wasn't sure if I should but I got a finger full of my jizm off his arm and put it to his lips. I needn't have worried and he sucked it off my finger like it was ice cream.
Then it was my turn to get him off. So he was sitting turned a bit to his right because I'm left handed and I got into position so I could reach round and took a hold of his cock like he held mine. I realised I'd better do like him and found his foreskin went back easier than mine though he wasn't loose just looser than me. So I started jerking Joey off; pumping away at his cock nice and smoothly. Soon he was breathing fast and then faster and gritting his teeth. Through his teeth he gasped "I'm gonna cum" as he grabbed my hand to steer his cock away from the bed and the bedclothes. Holy shit he came just as hard as I did; well nearly as hard as I did! He shot lots of jizm onto the floor.
I think they call the stuff wood laminate and it has like a shiny finish so his jizm splattered onto in puddles. I worked his cock until no more jizm came out and Joey was sucking in air like he'd run a race. I licked up off my fingers some of his jizm and smacked my lips and he told me I was a dirty boy like he was. We cleaned up his floor, Joey cleaned himself up, and then we got dressed. He right away said we had to do it again when we could and I right away said yeah. When his mum and dad came home we were out in the yard and we told each other that our folks mustn't know and we mustn't let our classmates know either.
I didn't realise it then, as I walked home with my cock feeling sore but good, that I'd just taken my first step on my gay way with Joey and any other boy like us.