(This is a fictional account with boys having fun in their growth. Comments? jay000rocks@yahoo.com
Each new chapter may be influenced by comments.)
UFO Milking PART 1
Jake blew out the candles on his 13th year birthday cake! He shook his bangs of raven black hair out of his blue eyes. He crinkled his freckled nose in delight as he viewed his party and friends. He laughed and opened his numerous gifts. He held up $5 and $10 bills. "Wow! An I-Pad and I-Phone! This is awesome!! Ron, Billy, Mike, and Blake were all there helping to chow down the cake and ice cream. They licked the icing from their lips and punched each other playfully in the arm. Each boy gave his best bicep bulge; Jake was the clear winner, as his boy hormones had started to work surging through his slim body around age 11. He still had no hairs underneath his armpits. Yet his boy muscles were beginning to firm up -- he had been exercising his biceps and abs furiously each day as there was little else to do in the remote small town. He had made crude dumb bells and weights on the farm. The boys were great friends and grew up together, doing all the things boys do with tackle football, swimming and running. They were all surging with hormones and feeling horny. Their parents let them keep their shaggy mopheads of hair as "haircuts just cost to dab much."They often talked about "doing it" and "did you do Cindy yet?" meaning did you think and masturbate about Cindy from school last night? All the boys yelped in pre-adolescent fun and nodded their heads. "Oh yeah, she was soooo good." Yet at this age they enjoyed playing tackle football in the grassy fields groping one another. Jake had an eye for his friends. His friends were in awe of how Jake's tight fitting grass stained jeans had a soft wear mark from the snaking of his penis down one leg. They often mocked and made fun of each other asking each other if they had jacked that day. It was the boy thing to do -- a rite of passage. Jake now had his 13th birthday behind him, but he still looked quite boyish for being a teen.
The house was empty as Jake helped clean up the party mess. His grandma gave him a swift pat on his tight jean covered butt "Happy birthday you little scamp!" Jake laughed and bounced up the wooden stairs to his bedroom. It was fairly late but Jake was very happy about going to bed early, since he discovered the orgasmic joys of masturbating! Some days he jacked out three loads; the morning hard on needed attention, in the mid afternoon upon coming home from a frustrating day of school, and of course at night, in the privacy of his bedroom. Tonight was no different, except he was officially a teenager! He double checked to make sure his heavy bedroom door was locked. He listened intently for signs that members of the house were settling off to bed. "Ah, complete privacy!"
Jake quickly peeled off his shoes, socks, jeans, shirt and his white briefs. He was considering going to boxers, like the older boys, but he was not sure. As the briefs hit his ankles his developing boy dick thwapped out happily, as if to breathe fresh air. He slipped quickly into the sheets of his bed, totally nude and free. He flipped about going from his stomach to his back, finding the cool spots in his bed.
His hands were continually groping his genitals and tugging. He scratched his wisps of fine emerging pubic hair(s). They were almost not noticeable, but yet clear evidence that his body was changing with his surge of boy hormones. He would think back to his party and friends while firmly clutching his genitals. He laughed in a cracking voice of pubescent change as his dick thickened and grew rock hard. It would lift up with each heart beat from his belly. He felt the hardness and went up and down the shaft in exploration. He felt the slanted well defined head and rounded it a few times with his hands. He smiled and felt how large his balls had grown since last year. "I'm really growing up! Who is the stud? Oh yeah! Oh yeah! I am! I am!"
Jake was enjoying himself and his new feelings of surging arousal.
BLEEP A DING A BLEEP A DING. "My cell phone! Who is that? It will wake everybody in the house! Crap!" He quickly grasped for his loud cell phone that he had not silenced, so as not to attention to him. He certainly didn't want to be caught naked in his bed! How embarrassing! He fell out of bed flailing, reaching frantically for the glowing phone to silence it and clutched the white sheet about his waist as he sat on the bed flipping the phone open. He saw it was Ron, his friend calling.
"Yeah, oh Ron. What do u want man? Ha ha. I was almost about to lose a load from my monster when..."
"Shut up Jake. Turn on the television to channel 609. There's something big happening in Ralow County next to us! Check it out! They spotted a UFO! I'm not kidding!"
Jake walked across to the TV set in his room and turned it on, still clutching the bed sheet around his waist. "Channel 609...is he crazy? At this time of night?"
BZZZZTT!! The set came alive... "...and eye-witnesses say a glowing green UFO was sighted hovering above downtown and speeding off to the north. The 911 center has been flooded with telephone calls..." CLICK OFF.
The boy's mind flooded with fantastic thoughts as his heart raced and he stumbled to his bedroom window. He pressed his nose against the window. "Wow, that's the county next to us" he thought. He scanned the starry sky. Nothing. He let the bed sheet drop as he stood naked glancing out the window into the darkness. His eyes dilated in the darkness. From the rear, his butt flexed tightly as he stood on tip-toe. He laughed as he flipped up his dick and pressed it against the cool glass. It flopped down but left a dick imprint with an arrow head and shaft clearly visible. The boy chuckled to himself. "Ha ha. A dick print. Cool." As he lazily scratched his sparse pubes and tugged at his large hanging hairless balls he flipped the hair out of his face. He kept the curtains open and returned to his bed, wide-eyed. "If a UFO whizzes by in the sky I can see it from my bed" he thought.
He lay on top of his sheets naked. He felt naughty lying on his bed nude with no boxers or pajamas. Thirty minutes went by in the silence of the night. Frustrated, he slowly started stroking his boyhood to rock hardness. He smiled as he felt the clean sheets beneath his flexing and squirming body. He had mastered the art of intense boy masturbation by the start stop method his comrades had discovered. He would work himself up to the brink of exploding and stop. Upon release, he would watch while his hard cock quivered and twitched seeking, almost begging for relief. Then he would busy himself with the frenzied stroking, the pointing of his toes, the flexing of his abs, the tightness of every muscle until the spasm caught his back muscles arching his back in an explosive splurt and splatter of milky creamy cum pelting his chest and abs. This time he relaxed and went limp as the orgasm washed over him. His thick eyelashes fluttered as he moaned in sexual joy and relief. His young dick retreated to a respectable semi rigid state while it leaked a trail of cum down his hairless thighs. He fell into a nice slumber, naked, covered in his own boy milk. Usually he wiped himself with a paper towel and slipped under the covers, but not this night, not this orgasm. It was very intense. He slept soundly.
A GREEN LIGHT BATHED THE ROOM
It came from the open window as the flying saucer hovered silently.
"Is this a dream? I knew I shouldn't have eaten so much at the party" his mind raced.
He felt paralyzed -- his naked body levitated a good 12 inches off the bed.
Beams of green and purple light scanned his youthful body.
An almost electronic reverberating voice filled his mind saying:
"This is a male of the species. He is 13 solar years of maturity with dedicated spermatozoa production of a high rate. Notice the beginning secondary sex markers. (as the boy watched his sparse fine pubic hairs went up in the air uncurling as if in a strong static field) Much better production than the 10, 11, and 12 year old males we have examined this evening. Bring him aboard the craft."
Jake's lips trembled as he saw his body float from the bed towards the window.
"Remain tranquil boy. You have been expelling millions of living spermatozoa upon which we seek to harvest. Note the crusty dried circles on your flesh. We derive much needed DNA cortoids and ambioids of which your science does not know, and which our science can not replicate. Our race depends upon your precious product for feeding. We will help you in the manufacture of the liquid and breed you for milking. We are acquiring stock. We need samples of potency. You will be returned to your bed before you know time has passed."
Jake tried to speak but was afraid as he saw the window slowly open. He should have felt the coolness of the outdoors as his boy body floated out the 2nd story window into the open door of the UFO, but the glowing green field kept him warm and secure.
WHIZZZZZZZZAP! The metallic like door to the UFO materialized shut.
WHOOOOOOOOOOOSH! Quietly the trees yielded to the flying saucer as it raced upwards to the stars...
NEXT CHAPTER (inside the UFO)