When I was growing up, I had a friend that lived across the street from me. His name was Billy. Now Billy and I were pretty good friends and did everything together. If you found me, you found Billy and vice-versa. Lots of time we were out in the open field behind my house in one of our two tree forts. They were simple and crude, but they were our palace and refuge away from the world. We were typical year olds, meaning skinny and gangly.

I warned him again that I was going to pee, but he just continued to suck, and then I felt something that was SO FANTASTIC its hard to put it into words. I started to shake, and my knees got weak. My dick started to pulse inside his mouth and my balls even hurt. He stopped sucking at that point, and held onto me so I wouldnt fall. He sat me on the couch, and asked me how I felt. I told him that I felt wonderful, but tired, and asked him what happened, that had never happened to me before! "You just had your first orgasm, thats when you will squirt cum when you are able to, but for now, you get the same feeling without squirting. " He explained to me that what

I was invited to go to Los Angeles with my best friend to attend his older brothers wedding. We were to meet them at the church for the rehearsal a couple of days before the wedding. It was an older church located near the central of the city. After we found a place to park we went into the main chapel for the wedding rehearsal where I was introduced to Jims brother, Robert and his wife to be and the remainder of the wedding

Once we got home, I went upstairs and took a nap. It had been a long, long day, and it wasnt over yet. About eight oclock, Mom shook me gently awake. She smiled and said "Its time to get up, Honey." I sleepily sat up and asked her how we were getting to the fireworks this year. She said we were going to do the same as last year, taking the golf cart and parking on the th fairway.

Thanks to all of you who took the time to let us know what you think about the story so far. We have received some suggestions, and will consider using them at appropriate times within the story. Remember that this is not a story of sex, however sex will be included when it is appropriate to further the story. However, if youre looking for a story that is primarily about sex, this is not the story for you. This story is about two things; The struggle of a boy coming to grips with his own sexuality and coming out, and the relationships he builds out of

The alien up on the screen carried the buxom blonde as she shrieked in a way that would embarrass every b-movie actress working in Hollywood. The movies director Walter, a gambler who made a fortune out of it and got into the movie business, sat next to the actress gracing the screen. Tina Wray was a former burlesque performer turned stag fim favorite turned b- movie actress. Her lack of acting talent was very well covered up by her beautiful visage, blonde hair, blue eyes and

The rest of my vacation was idyllic. Emma never suggested that I fuck her, but I licked her pussy and titties every day. She sucked my cock every day too and loved when I came in her mouth and on her face. I loved her very much. We did girlie activities besides sex together and had fun at everything. When we were out, I loved all the stares from men, boys, women and girls.

My girlfriend was coming back to town to live with me. A gay friend had accepted a job somewhere else. Coincidence? "Salt", that was his nickname, had hit on me forever. Id hinted that it might happen someday, but never committed. It wasnt that the idea didnt turn me on, but Salt positively swished when he walked. He was a stereotypic gay man -- too skinny, balding, a moustache. He thought the only reason for going outside was in case the building was on fire. He just wasnt my type.

I didnt have to work again until Wednesday so Jon had arranged to come over on Monday again. He laughed when I told him about where I was working. He had heard of it too it seemed. "Isnt that the place where the waitresses wear the skimpy uniforms?" "Yes," I admitted a little shamefully. "And you are comfortable dressing like that?" I felt a little defensive. "Well, its not exactly my choice. But I dont think I look bad in my uniform.

David opened his eyes in the morning light to see three hangers on the wardrobe doors with the silk dress, the petticoats, and the pinafore. He thought he was still having the strange dream in which he had spent last evening as a girl. He finally woke completely with an embarrassed start when he realised that he had been lying with the doll cuddled closely to his chest with one arm, while his other hand was under the dolls silk dress and petticoat, stroking and ruffling the lace on the back of the dolls panties. He got out of bed, went to his wardrobe, and opened the door. All his boys clothes were gone, and in their place were several hangers of dresses.