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Horny Hank

Yeah, I'm a horny guy. I love to fuck and suck, and I don't care if it's a 
girl or guy. I'm happily bisexual. I got started at an early age.

As a kid, my two best friends were Jimmy and Teresa. We played a lot of 
"I'll show you mine if you'll show me yours" in Jimmy's tree house. This 
curiosity naturally led to some touching, and even a little oral. This went 
from when I was 6 until I was 10, when Jimmy moved away (Teresa had moved a 
year earlier).

I was lonely for a while, but quite happy when I turned 12 and my nuts 
dropped. Even though my dick was small and nearly hairless I could still 
shoot cum, and a decent load too.

Unfortunately I didn't have much place to practice my new hobby of jacking 
off. My teenage sister was constantly hogging the only bathroom, and Mom was 
always around. At least Dad went to work.

I was lucky then, when Dave Peters moved in next door. Dave was an average 
looking guy in his late 20's I guess. A little balding, single, had a nice 
house and always seemed to have lots of friends. He needed someone to cut 
his grass, so I was volunteered by my parents.

It made it a little nicer though as Mr. Peters told me I could use his 
bathroom to shower in. I happily took him up on it, as he wasn't home many 
times when I cut grass and it gave me a place to jack off without 
interruption.

It was an interruption though that led me down the path of joy I am on now. 
I had cut the grass, I recall it was an especially hot and sweaty day. I 
went inside his house, back to his master bedroom and was astonished to find 
dirty magazines all over his bed. All sorts of hot and kinky images were 
spread on the bed.

I had never thought to snoop (yeah, I was young and stupid) and was pleased 
at my find. I stepped into the bathroom and stripped down, then returned to 
his bed to look at the magazines while playing with my small cock. Even 
though I was shooting my dick was still small, maybe 3 inches, maybe a bit 
more.

I'm jerking my dick, just in hog heaven when I hear "ahem" from behind me. I 
let out a yelp and spun around to see Mr. Peters standing there, looking 
awkward.

"Oh gosh I'm sorry Mr. Peters I just saw and then it just happened and I 
wasn't doing anything..." I was rambling like an idiot, my hands trying to 
cover my tiny dick.

"Hank Hank Hank, calm down." He was holding out his hands in a "whoa boy" 
motion. "Look, have a seat." he told me. I did, sitting on the edge of the 
bed my hands still trying to cover my nudity. He came over and sat beside 
me.

"Look, don't worry about it. It's my fault, I forgot you were coming over, 
and left out all my magazines."

"But... Mr. Peters, why do you have all of them? I mean you have pretty 
girls over here all the time."

"I know, Hank, but I have them for the same thing you were doing. I enjoy 
touching myself and making myself feel good."

"Really? Wow."

"Really. I'll bet you do it every day, I know I do."

"I'd like to but..."

"But?"

I explained to him how I had no privacy at home and how hard it was to jerk 
off. I think I was nearly in tears.

"Gosh Hank, that's terrible. Just terrible, I can't imagine how difficult it 
must be for you. Well look, I'll tell you what, you have a key to my place, 
from now on you have permission to come over here any time you want to play 
with yourself."

"Really?"

"Yes, Hank, really. You have to swear to me though, you'll never tell 
anyone. I mean not your folks, or your little friends. We'll just tell your 
mom your doing some chores for me. When you are here, you feel free to take 
off all your clothes, like you are now and just have fun. My magazines are 
in the drawer, well normally, and you can look at any you want."

"Thanks Mr. Peters, this is great. And don't worry, I won't tell no one."

"Oh, Hank, uh, are you, well, are you shooting yet?"

"You mean am I cumming?" he nodded. "Oh yeah, I squirt lots of cum."

He smiled broadly at me. "Well that's great Hank. I have one rule in my 
house, when you cum, you cum anywhere you want. Don't worry about mess, I 
squirt my cum all over the house, it's very easy to clean up."

"Yes sir, I can do that!"

"Well great then. Do you think you'd like to do it now?"

"Oh yes, all our talking about it has made me pretty stiff. See?" I showed 
off my dick, waving now in stiff pride.

"Wow Hank, you are hard, And you have a very nice penis, very nice. I have 
to admit, all our talk is making my dick hard too."

"You gonna jerk off too Mr. Peters?"

"Well, I'd like to very much. While you do it I think I'd like to take off 
my clothes and look at some magazines too. You wouldn't mind would you?"

"Gosh no."

"Would it be OK with you if I stayed, or would you like me to go to another 
room?"

I took all of two seconds to decide. "Oh stay, please Mr. Peters. I haven't 
had a... friend like that in a long time and miss it."

He stood and removed his clothes. Naked, I was happy to see his cock wasn't 
much bigger than my own, maybe five inches and slender. But at the time I 
thought it was huge, at 12 I hadn't seen many dicks.

We got on the bed, laid side by side looking at some of his magazines, and 
were touching our dicks. Soon I told him I needed to cum. "Go ahead Hank, 
let your beautiful cum fly everywhere, let me see you shoot." I did, cum 
sprayed out of my dick all over my body.

"Oh yes!" Mr. Peters moaned. "Yesssss!" I looked over to see his own dick 
erupt, his cum hit him right in the face. Successive shots landed on his 
chest and belly. I was shocked when I saw him scoop some on his fingers and 
slip them into his mouth. "Mmmmm."

He looked over at me. "What's the matter Hank, don't you lick up your cum? 
It's delicious."

"Gee, I dunno, I haven't tasted myself before so I don't know how it 
tastes."

"Would you mind if I tried it?"

"OK." He reached over and scooped two fingers full off my hairless chest, 
right off my nipple. "Oh Hank." he moaned, licking his fingers. "That's some 
of the most delicious cum I've ever tasted. You gotta try it."

I couldn't resist the flattery, and tried some. To my suprise, I really 
liked the taste. "Wow, that's good, can I try some of yours?"

He laughed. "By all means Hank, go right ahead. You can just lick it off me 
if that's easier, I won't mind." I did, and while it was a little more 
bitter than mine still had a pleasing taste. Eagerly I licked a bunch of it 
up.

I rolled back over and said "Wow, that was great Mr. Peters." Looking at the 
clock I continued "Gee, I guess I better get that shower, Mom will have 
dinner before long."

"Hey, why don't we shower together, I'll make sure you get all nice and 
clean." At the time I was naive enough to think he just wanted to make sure 
I didn't have any cum on me, like a good friend would. We jumped into his 
big shower, I let him soap me up. I liked the way his hands felt on my ass, 
caressing it gently. I also sort of liked the way he was brushing up against 
me.

We finished cleaning up and I went home, but not for long. I was back the 
next day, and for the next few weeks we kept up our fun. Mr. Peters and I 
would get naked and have fun together. One day he took me to the next stage, 
but that's another story...

To be continued.

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I hope you enjoyed this. If you got off while reading this, please let me 
know! If anyone wants to swap stories, or has questions you can e-mail me at
plumplvr <at> gmail.com . I welcome all correspondence (please, no spam or 
minors.)

 

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