This story contains underage characters and vomiting.
Do not read this if:
You are a minor or otherwise not allowed to read this sort of material in your area.
You are offended or "grossed-out" by sex acts involving minors, including raunch (vomiting).
Otherwise, have fun. Please leave NOW if puking isn't what you were looking for.
Please note that this story never took place, all descriptions of all people are fabricated, and every single thing in it is fabricated. Even the description of myself. I don't really look like that, thank God. They're not even based on anybody real. So there.
For some time we had spoken, innocently, but neither had acted. One day, toward the end of April, I finally asked him on the bus. He accepted, and I got off the bus at his house instead of my own. His little brother, age 11, didn't even notice.
I am 15, Jordan is 13. I am 5'6", brown hair, blue eyes, 6". He is 5'2", blond hair buzz cut, blue eyes.
We went into his house. His parents were not home. We went into the "office" and started playing some game or another on his computer. After a few minutes, his brother was gone. We went to the kitchen and had a bowl of oatmeal before we journeyed up the stairs to his room. On our way by his brother's door, which was ajar, we peeked in.
He was lying totally naked on the bed, really going at himself. He was breathing really hard, and suddenly he arched his back and shot a stream of cum across his chest.
"Wow, I'm really behind," Jordan said.
We continued on our way to his room. "So, you've really never jacked off?"
"You mean, masturbated? No, never."
I smiled. "We'll soon change that." He methodically began to undress, first removing his loud Hawai'ian shirt, then his baggy wind-shorts, then his undershirt. He stood there in his briefs as I stripped to mine. Pretty soon, looking at me, his rod got hard under his briefs and he took them off, and it popped up in front of me. It was about 5", quite respectable for someone his age, and I was ready. I yanked my shorts off and we rolled onto the bed, kissing.
I moved downward, first sucking on his nipples, then caressing farther down until I arrived at my prize. I wrapped my tongue around his cock and then began to suck him. He breathed in. Then, suddenly, he stopped. His eyes grew blank.
"Actually," he said, "I'm kinda grossed out by all of this. I think... I think I'm gonna..."
I couldn't believe it. This was the best thing that had ever happened to me, and I told him so. He stared. "You really like barf?"
"Yeah," I breathed.
"Well, me too, and that's good, because " a jet of warm puke shot out of his mouth and splattered down my back. I inhaled the scent of it and he sat up on the bed. I lay beneath him as he spewed again, the oatmeal coming back up and splashing me all over. I rubbed the sloppy goosh into my cock as he finished and looked down at his rock-hard, upchuck-covered cock. I stood up and stuck my finger down my throat. My hot warm puke slithered up my throat and blasted out of my mouth, dousing him in my creamy lad puke.
We proceeded to the shower. We cleaned off and then came the best part. I took his cock in my hand, and he took mine in his, and we jerked off together under the water. After about ten strokes, I felt his peter tense in my hand. "Oh, wow, I feel really good all of a sudden," he said and a ribbon of thick cum shot out of the end of his dick and covered my belly. My dick proceeded to erupt with a viscous jizz, which blew all over his belly. We came in unison, five, six, seven pulses, and then collapsed slowly to the floor of the shower. It was wonderful.