Date: Thu, 8 Apr 1999 16:13:43 CST From: Bill S Subject: Story: Kenny and Me (boy/boy) This is the first story 
I've ever posted. It's 95% true. - George Kenny and Me Kenny and I were good friends, even though we lived about 
10 miles apart and didn't get to hang out together. We had gone to nursery school and kindergarten together and had 
hit it off. We never went to the same school again, but we got together often on weekends and for sleep-overs. We 
were both what you might call good kids. We didn't get in trouble and we did well in school. I'm pretty sure we were 
both 12 when this happened. We were having a sleep-over at his house. As soon as I came over, he told me to come 
to his room and he locked the door behind us. He reached under his mattress and pulled out a Penthouse magazine, 
the kind with all pictures and no stories. I'd seen soft core mags in the bookstores and 7-11. I'd even snuck a look at 
one in a bookstore that didn't wrap them in plastic. But this was my first chance to really study one. Kenny said he's 
bought it from another kid at school for $10, and we sat next to each other on his bed as we looked at it together. 
This magazine not only had naked women (in the most provocative of poses) but also one series of shots with a man 
and woman together, with the guy's enormous half-hard cock showing. I was as interested in the guy as the girls; I'd 
never seen a cock that big. My own, even with some recent growing, was probably only 4 inches when it got hard. 
Kenny and I started talking about fucking and exchanging the limited information we had picked up from talking to 
other guys. In one of the pictures, the woman had her mouth open about 3 inches from the guy's dick, and I said it 
looked like she was going to bite him. Kenny said she was going to give him a blow job. This was a term I'd heard 
but didn't really know the meaning of. When he explained it, imparting all his playground knowledge, I was really 
excited about the thought of one of these beautiful women sucking my dick. I remember that my cock got hard at 
some point, either from the pictures, or our talk, or a combination of the two. I reached down to adjust it inside my 
pants, and Kenny made a laughing comment about me having a boner. I blushed, and tried to deny it. Kenny said 
"oh yes you do!" and made a sudden grab at my crotch to feel my dick through my pants. We started wrestling on 
the bed and I grabbed at his crotch to. In fact, he didn't resist when I grabbed him, and I could feel his stiff dick 
through the cloth. All of a sudden, we stopped wrestling and were lying side-by-side on his bed, fully dressed, 
groping each others crotch, breathing heavily. Kenny said "want to compare boners?" I said "sure", but added "you 
first." He pulled his pants and underpants down to mid-thigh and pulled his shirt up. There before my eyes was his 
really stiff cock, about the same size as mine, cut like mine, and hairless like mine. His balls were bigger than mine, 
hanging loose between his slightly spread legs. I just stared. This was the first time I'd seen another boy hard. In 
fact, it was the first time in a couple years that I'd seen another kid's dick at all. "You can feel it if you want" he said. 
I reached over and began to stroke it a little. I'd never jacked off, but I knew what felt good when I played with my 
own dick. After a while, Kenny said "now let's see yours" and he pulled up his pants. I pulled mine down just like he 
had and lay back. I was REALLY hard and the touch of his hand was like electricity. He sat beside me and used 
both hands, cupping my balls and stroking my cock in his fingers. I felt fantastic, and I would have let him do it 
forever, but he stopped after a couple of minutes. "Who do think has a bigger one" I asked. "I don't know; let see. 
Stand up" he replied. So we both stood up and he pulled his pants down again. We stood face to face with totally 
stiff boners, staring at each other. "Let's put them together" said Kenny, and our dicks slid together as we tried to see 
which was bigger. I was getting much more interested in the feeling of his cock against mine, so I didn't argue when 
Kenny said "I think mine is bigger", even if they looked the same to me (his was a little thicker). I don't know which 
of us started it, but we started to have kind of a sword fight with our boners, which had the effect of rubbing the 
heads together and making them feel really good. I was getting this really strange feeling in my dick, a combination 
of pleasurable and uncomfortable (hard to describe), so I kind of backed off and pulled up my pants. I think I had 
decided the feeling was because we were doing something bad. I was still staring at Kenny's boner though, and he 
continued playing with himself for another minute. We went off to play and didn't talk about what we'd done until 
we were in bed that night. He had twin beds, and we stripped down to just our underpants and got in separate beds. 
The bedside light was still on and Kenny said "want to see the Penthouse again?" "Sure!" I said, and he told me to 
come over to sit on his bed. It was the same as earlier that day, paging through the intensely erotic pictures as we sat 
side by side. But this time we wore only briefs. Kenny started to rub himself and said "are you getting a boner yet?" 
"Almost" I said and reached down to touch it, making it fully stiff. When we got to the picture of the woman 
opening her mouth next to the guy's dick, Kenny started talking again about how good a blow job would feel. 
Finally, he said what was REALLY on his mind. "Want to give each other blow jobs? I'll do you first." I didn't know 
whether I wanted to suck Kenny, but I DEFINITELY knew I wanted him to suck me. Kenny got on his knees in 
front of me and started pulling down my briefs. I stood up a little so he could pull them all the way down and then 
off. Kenny's body was between my legs, and he held my dick with one hand as his mouth came down slowly to my 
crotch. Whatever I was anticipating couldn't come close to the feeling of his wet lips sliding over the head of my 
boner and his tongue twirling all around it. Kenny didn't do any up-and-down; he just kept his mouth over the top 
inch my dick and let his tongue go wild. God DAMN! It was incredibly intense, and I told him so. He looked up at 
me as he sucked, and there was a twinkle in his eye that he really enjoyed what he was doing. Then that strange 
feeling started building up again. I thought for a second I would have to make Kenny stop because it felt so weird, 
but the pleasurable aspects were also incredibly strong. Kenny's tongue was going 100 mph over the glans of my 
hard cock and my body was going wild. My legs started trembling uncontrollably and it was like my whole body 
was going to burst from over-stimulation. Then everything exploded and the most incredible pleasure flowed though 
me in waves originating at my dick. This time I did make Kenny stop, because I just couldn't take any more of his 
swirling tongue on my throbbing boner. There was no ejaculation. I wouldn't do that for another 6 months or so, but 
I felt fantastic! Then it was my turn to do Kenny and we switched places. He was standing up all the way when I 
pulled down his underpants, and he kept standing as I took his boner into my mouth and started tonguing it. He was 
really getting into it, and he sat down on the bed while I went to work on him. I imitated his style at first. All tongue, 
no up and down. After a while my tongue got sore and I started sliding my wet lips up and down on the top half of 
his 4 inch shaft. I found that I really enjoyed the feeling and I knew from what he was saying that Kenny enjoyed it 
too. I kind of alternated and mixed the two techniques, mostly because it was tiring to do either for very long, and 
soon Kenny's hands were on my head and he was groaning with pleasure. Then his body went rigid and his hard 
little dick jerked slightly in my mouth as his hands held my head tight. I knew he was feeling the same thing I felt, 
and I stopped licking but left his dick in my mouth until the intensity of his feelings stopped. We got back in 
separate beds, but kept talking for a while about how good it felt. We talked about how we'd like to do it with a 
Penthouse model, but we both knew we'd do it to each other again. This was the beginning of a lot of fun 
experiences with Kenny, which lasted until my family moved to another state when I was 14. 







