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Serial Stories: Untitled Masterpiece #8: Moves (Part One) (3/9)
9 votesAuthor: Keyboardman Published: 5/20/2008 story views: 703
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reminds me of my first time.”
“You said you were---what---thirteen?”
“Yep, my sister’s boyfriend. He used to slap me around and call me a little poofter, used to piss me off to no end. One weekend when my folks were away, he came by to see my sister. I figured he was probably hoping to cop one off but she was at work. I was being tough and told him to go the fuck away she wasn’t home, and he slapped me around a little, but this time I fought back. Landed him a couple of good ones, actually ended up knockin him on his ass.”
“Then you fooled around?”
“Nah, but he said he that maybe I wasn’t such a fairy after all and we started to become mates. Which was cool for me, because he was a few years older and captain of the footy team. One night he and Margie, that’s my sister, had a row and she stormed out of the house. I told him to hang around and wait for her to cool off, so we went down to the cellar and started playing pool. We were chatting it up and being mates. He told me he had just come by hoping that Margie would give him a little and he should just go home and have a wank. We started talking about girls, and pussy and I was getting all heated up. He told me he had time for one last game of pool and then he was gonna go take care of himself. So he let me break and then said let’s play for money. I told him I didn’t have any, so he said okay, let’s play for clothes, every time he sunk a ball, I had to take something off and visa a versa.”
“Shit”
“So we started playing for clothes. I think he was deliberately missing shots. I know I was and before we even finished the game we were both in our skivvies. He put down his pool cue and sat on the table and said, “Man, I got to have some relief. Mind if I just go ahead and whack one off here?” I told him, that was cool, and he asked me if I needed one, and I told him yeah. He said lets go sit on the couch and do it together. So went over and sat down. Then get this, he asked me if I’d ever done it before and I said sure lots of times, and I wasn’t lying. I asked him why and he said that he’d would have been happy to show me how if didn’t know.”
Ian was getting hard again, and Jeremy was already playing with himself reliving it. “Course I was a pretty smart cookie and thought to myself, that the guy was horny and it might be fun to get each other off, so I told him that if he wanted to he could teach me some stuff. So I pulled my underwear off and just sat back on the couch.”
“Did he beat you off?” Ian said starting to stroke his own hard cock.
“Yeah, he yanked off his pants, too and we started stroking. We didn’t come because we heard my sister come back in the front door, so we hurried and dressed.”
“I know how that feels….”
“You said you were---what---thirteen?”
“Yep, my sister’s boyfriend. He used to slap me around and call me a little poofter, used to piss me off to no end. One weekend when my folks were away, he came by to see my sister. I figured he was probably hoping to cop one off but she was at work. I was being tough and told him to go the fuck away she wasn’t home, and he slapped me around a little, but this time I fought back. Landed him a couple of good ones, actually ended up knockin him on his ass.”
“Then you fooled around?”
“Nah, but he said he that maybe I wasn’t such a fairy after all and we started to become mates. Which was cool for me, because he was a few years older and captain of the footy team. One night he and Margie, that’s my sister, had a row and she stormed out of the house. I told him to hang around and wait for her to cool off, so we went down to the cellar and started playing pool. We were chatting it up and being mates. He told me he had just come by hoping that Margie would give him a little and he should just go home and have a wank. We started talking about girls, and pussy and I was getting all heated up. He told me he had time for one last game of pool and then he was gonna go take care of himself. So he let me break and then said let’s play for money. I told him I didn’t have any, so he said okay, let’s play for clothes, every time he sunk a ball, I had to take something off and visa a versa.”
“Shit”
“So we started playing for clothes. I think he was deliberately missing shots. I know I was and before we even finished the game we were both in our skivvies. He put down his pool cue and sat on the table and said, “Man, I got to have some relief. Mind if I just go ahead and whack one off here?” I told him, that was cool, and he asked me if I needed one, and I told him yeah. He said lets go sit on the couch and do it together. So went over and sat down. Then get this, he asked me if I’d ever done it before and I said sure lots of times, and I wasn’t lying. I asked him why and he said that he’d would have been happy to show me how if didn’t know.”
Ian was getting hard again, and Jeremy was already playing with himself reliving it. “Course I was a pretty smart cookie and thought to myself, that the guy was horny and it might be fun to get each other off, so I told him that if he wanted to he could teach me some stuff. So I pulled my underwear off and just sat back on the couch.”
“Did he beat you off?” Ian said starting to stroke his own hard cock.
“Yeah, he yanked off his pants, too and we started stroking. We didn’t come because we heard my sister come back in the front door, so we hurried and dressed.”
“I know how that feels….”
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| sdfrenchie | Posted: 2008/5/21 23:29 Updated: 2008/5/21 23:29 |
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