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I Can Suck Myself (mm-teens, oral)
by Jay Kern - 1993

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When I was a teenager, I found to my surprise and pleasure that being 
double-jointed had its fringe benefits. Long gone are those days of 
youthful sexual experimentation with my friend Donnie, but in my jerk-
off fantasies I still recall vividly the first time I sucked myself off.

Being one of five brothers brought up on a farm in Iowa meant that the 
sight, smell and sound of sex was an everyday reality. If it wasn't a 
rooster humping a hen or our Angus thrusting his long slippery red cock 
into a cow, it was one of my brothers pulling himself off under his 
sheet at night. I would lie there with my eyes closed, pretending to be 
asleep, and listen to his knuckles rustle the sheet with a steady soft 
sound. 

As his breathing increased, he would begin to moan. Then I would hear 
him spread his wet cum on his abdomen and sometimes beat off again. But 
usually he'd just fall asleep. When I reached puberty, I sometimes would 
secretly accompany him, and I would smear my cum over my own developing 
balls, thinking it somehow would help me to manufacture more of my 
'white stuff' as I called it.

In my last year at high school, I was the star of the gymnastics team. I 
worked the pummel horse and high bar and was runner up for the country 
championship. It had taken many hours of practice for me to succeed, and 
I also had to work double chores at home, but being the youngest and the 
smallest gave me special privileges. I stood only five feet seven 
inches, and weighed only 145 pounds -- in contrast to my over-six-feet 
brothers. 

They, however, were never interested in school, sports or grades. They 
liked girls and farm work, in that order. By the time I was a senior, 
they had all married and moved away. Two had farms of their own and the 
other two worked in Davenport in farm supplies. They were all very proud 
of me, and everybody attended my meets to cheer me on. My starring in 
gymnastics only increased their pride in me as their alter-ego.

My buddy Donnie was on the gymnastics team with me, and I sort of was 
his idol. We would spend long hours working out on the mats in the gym 
and showered together and hiking home. He lived on the farm next to me 
but never did chores. His father owned the land my family worked on. We 
were, in fact, tenant farmers.
One day during the week before the state finals were to be held in Iowa 
City, Donnie and I practiced late in the gym. The coach and the others 
had gone home, but Donnie and I were perfecting our sets. I had just 
completed my pummels for the umpteenth time, and, sweaty and tired, I 
headed for the shower room. Donnie took his wet jersey and tossed it at 
me, hitting me in the back of the neck.

"What's that for, you fucker?"

"No reason." He trotted to my side and kiddingly pushed me through the 
door into the locker room. The room always smelled of sweaty jocks and 
high humidity and always gave me a pleasure rush. We went to our side-
by-side lockers and pulled off our shorts, jocks and sneaks.

I had seen Donnie bareass hundreds of times and he me, but tonight when 
I glanced down at him something seemed different. There was some sort of 
electric tension between us. His cock was in a state of semi-arousal, 
its down-tapered six inches arching out from his blond thatch. "What's 
this," I asked, "a happy hard-on?" My fingers flicked at his pink head.

Donnie blushed. "Can't help it Joey," he said as it swelled out and 
began to inch upward. We had pulled ourselves off before in the front 
seat of his car, but it was always in the dark and neither of us had 
ever seen or touched each other with a hard-on.

I felt myself beginning to rise, and my balls began to roll around on 
their black-haired sac. Donnie reached out with his left hand and began 
to pull on me. My eight-incher snapped to attention as I grabbed onto 
him, and we stood there sweating and throbbing as we milked each others' 
wet-ended cocks.

Our stiff young dicks were up against our abdomens when I broke away. 
"Let's stop this before we come off," I said. "I'm gonna take a shower." 
I turned to him. "You comin', Donnie?"

"Yeah, Joey, I'm comin." He trailed me to the shower room, pulling on 
himself the whole way. I turned on my shower and splashed cold water at 
his groin as he approached the shower head next to mine. He jerked his 
cock rapidly in my direction. Mine was still hard and pulsing, and 
watching him made me silly. "I can shoot off further than you..." I 
said. "Bet you can't," he said, pulling furiously on his cock. "Bet I 
can do something you can't"

"What's that?"

"Bet you can't suck your own cock."

He laughed. "I suppose YOU can?"

"Sure"

"Have you ever tried?"

"Yeah"

"Lets see you, then." He withdrew his hand from his cock and soaped down 
his chest.

I slipped down to the floor and placed my ass up against the slippery 
tiled wall. Then I placed my hands behind my knees and pulled my ass 
over my head. I had tried this a few times before and had managed to 
lick at my pisshole with my tongue. Now, as the water streaked down on 
my ass, I pulled myself down more and more and was able to take my 
cockhead into my mouth. I started sucking.

Donnie stepped over to watch me, stroking himself as he stared at my 
cock sliding in and out of my mouth. I looked over and winked at him. He 
reached down with two fingers and circled my shaft; he felt my balls, 
slowly, one after the other. My asshole pulsed open and shut, and I knew 
my white stuff was getting ready to geyser out of me.

I was turned on by the thought of my own cock coming off in my mouth. I 
felt my cockhead swell as it jabbed rubbery and moist at the back of my 
throat. Donnie took the bar of soap and foamed up my asshole. Then he 
swung my ass around and straddled me and guided his oozing cock to my 
pulsating hole. 

When he pushed his rod into me I nearly gagged; the force thrust my own 
cock deep into my throat. His six inches were hungrily swallowed up by 
my ass. I heard him groan above the noise of the shower, and then his 
body straightened out and I felt hot spurts of fluid erupt in my ass. 
Just at that moment, the pump in my balls climaxed and my cum flooded my 
mouth.

After that night, Donnie and I spent every free evening perfecting our 
fuck-me-suck-me routine. I had tried once to force him into a position 
where he could suck on himself, but he wasn't limber enough. All through 
college I had hoped to meet someone else who could suck his own cock, so 
we could lie on a mat, ass-to-ass in front of a mirrored wall and do 
ourselves. But I have never found anybody else with my unique ability...

THE END

 
