October 31, 2008
Story of Joe – 1994
Time went by in the one-second per second way that it does. Eventually 1993 rolled over into 1994. I kept going online, and had upgraded, as mentioned before, to a 1200 baud modem. Four times as fast! The words were scrolling by almost as fast as I could read now! Plus I had an actual, if primative, computer complete with a hard drive that had, hold on now, *20* megs of hard drive space! Imagine!
I’d run into Joe only a couple more times since the first conversation. He mentioned that he’d been masturbating a lot, which was nice. He hadn’t mentioned anything more about gay sex or anything like that, though.
It was about eight months after I’d first talked with Joe that I finally had the chance to engage in a real long conversation with him.
[Hey, Joe.] I typed when he entered the chat room I’d set up.
[hi ryan how are you?] He’d gotten better at typing.
[I’m doing ok.]
[i got a girlfriend 🙂 ]
My heart sank a little bit. [Oh, yeah? That’s cool.]
[shes 15 and shes really cool]
[An older woman, eh?] Joe was thirteen by this point.
[yeah 🙂 ]
[So you still think the idea of two guys having sex is cool?] I asked.
[yeah i think about it sometimes when im masterbating]
[Good. 🙂 You ever think about actually doing it with another guy?]
[yeah i do i wish i could find a guy to do it with]
I raised an eyebrow. [You really do? You’re not just making that up?]
[yeah for real]
I hesitated for a bit before carefully typing out, [Well… if you’re interested, maybe you and I could do some stuff.]
Butterflies flitted about in my stomach. [You really want to?]
[sure your a nice guy and i like talking with you]
[You know what it entails, right? Having sex with another guy?]
[suck each others dicks and jerk eacho ther off] Joe typed.
[Well, yeah, that’s pretty much it.]
[ok sounds cool]
I just couldn’t believe I was really having this conversation. By now I’d figured out that he might just be some older person pretending to be a young boy. He seemed quite real, though almost too good to be true. As I thought that, an idea hit.
[Hey, you wanna talk on the phone for a bit?]
[sure if you can wait like ten minutes so my mom will be gone]
Knowing they would be the longest ten minutes of my life, I typed out, [Ok. My number is 555-6571. I’m gonna log off and you can call me when she’s gone.]
[ok cool ill call you]
I logged off, not sure why I didn’t want to keep talking with him online while waiting for him to call me. Maybe because I figured that perhaps he might not be real and at least this way I could start distancing myself from him early. I didn’t know, really. I just thought I should wait offline.
Ten minutes went by…
I sighed. Well, I wasn’t that surprised. But maybe he’d call late.
Nineteen minutes after I’d disconnected the phone rang. Taking a deep breath I picked it up.
I slowly let out the breath. THIS was the voice of a teenage boy, no question about it. “Hello, Joe.”
“So how are you?”
“I’m cool. How are you?”
“Pretty good. It’s nice to actually talk for real and not just on the BBS.”
“So…” Now I wasn’t really sure what to say to him. “Well, how long have you known this girl you’re dating?”
“For like a couple months. She’s friends with my older brother’s girlfriend.”
“That’s cool. She cute?”
“Yeah! She’s got dark hair and really big tits.”
I laughed. “That’s cool.”
“Yeah. I hope I get to fuck her.”
I laughed again. “I hope so, too. You must think about fucking her a lot.”
“You think about fucking her when you’re… you know… jerking off?”
“Yeah, I do.”
“That’s cool.” I reached down to massage the lump in my pants. I couldn’t believe how sexy this boy’s voice was.
“What do you think about when you jerk off?”
I was surprised at the question, but answered truthfully. “Guys. Having sex with guys.”
“You ever fuck a girl?”
“Never had the desire or the chance.”
“Oh. I was hoping you could, like, tell me some stuff for when I get to do it.”
“Sorry. Everything I know I’ve learned from pornos and stories.”
“Oh. Well, that’s cool, I guess.”
Rubbing at my crotch some more, I said, “Do you really want to have sex with a guy?”
I could almost picture him shrugging as he said, “Sure, why not?”
“Do you want to have sex with me?” I asked, my mouth going dry a little.
“Cause you said you would. Plus you taught me how to jack off and I really like doing that, so I’m sure sex with you would be pretty cool.”
“What do you look like?” I asked.
“Look like? Uh… I’m not very tall, and I’m kinda thin. I got some muscles now, though. I got black hair and brown eyes cause I’m hispanic.”
“Cool.” With a little laugh I said, “How big is it?”
“You mean my stuff?”
“Like four, four-and-a-half inches when it’s hard.”
“Is it hard right now?” I asked, unzipping my pants and letting my penis free.
“Cool. Mine is, too.”
“Cool. How big is yours?”
“Yeah.” I gave my penis a few strokes and said, “I’m even jerking a little right now.”
“Yeah. You want to join me?”
“Ok.” I heard him fumbling around a little bit, the muffled sounds coming through the phone. Then he said, “I got it out right now.”
“Cool. You stroking?”
“Feels good, huh?”
The two of us masturbated quietly for several seconds and then Joe said, “So you really wanna suck my dick?”
“Yeah, I’d love to.”
“Cool.” His voice was a little bit ragged. “Will you let me suck you?”
“Cool.” I pictured him beating off as he said, “I hope Janice will let me fuck her…”
“That’s your girlfriend?”
“You guys kiss yet?”
“Yeah, we’ve done that a couple times.”
“Cool… if we have sex, will you let me kiss you?”
We masturbated quietly some more, then Joe said, “I’m getting pretty close to cumming… what about you?”
“Yeah, me, too…”
Joe’s breathing grew more and more ragged and finally he whispered, “Oh, I’m cumming…” He let out a few quiet moans.
I imagined his sperm spurting all over his young body and said, “Yeah, me, too…” as my own sperm began rocketing out of my penis.
After a few seconds we’d both recovered a bit and Joe said, “That was really cool.”
“Yeah, it was.”
“So… you like, wanna meet or something? Not for sex. We can do that later. Just to meet.”
“Sure. When and where?”
“I don’t know.”
I thought for a bit. “Ok, how about the library? We can meet up there.”
“Saturday at noon sound good?”
“Yeah, ok. I’ll tell my mom I’m studying.”
“Cool.” A thought struck. “Hey, do you have a Polaroid camera by any chance?”
“My mom does.”
Stifling a little giggle, I said, “Why not try and take some nude pics of yourself and give them to me? Then I’ll have something to look at when I jerk off.”
“Ok, I’ll try.”
“Cool. Well, I guess I should get going, then.”
“Yeah, me, too. It was cool talking with you.”
“Likewise. Take care!”
I hung the phone back up and sat back in my chair. I couldn’t believe it! The boy was real! Or at least, if he was an adult, he was someone who knew how to sound like a thirteen-year-old boy. Either way, I suppose I’d know by Saturday.
* * *
Saturday couldn’t come fast enough for me. When it finally arrived, I made sure I was cleaned up, wearing my best clothes and looking good. Well, as good as I could at any rate. I got to the library half an hour early. I killed time reading back issues of the New York Times on microfilm. It was interesting and diverting, but not nearly enough so.
When it was finally time for Joe to arrive I stood up and started wandering around the library, looking for a cute thirteen-year-old hispanic boy who was ready to get laid. It took me several minutes of looking but then… there… a boy. He was about 5′4 or so. Nice build, very cute face. And he was looking at me.
As I tried to figure out how to approach him, he started walking my way.
I let out a sigh of relief. He was real. He was fucking cute, too. And he was MINE. Or at least, he would be.
“Yeah.” He grinned a little.
“Cool.” I shook hands with him. “How are you?”
“I’m good. How are you?”
This was sounding like our usual conversation.
“So,” I said, “you wanna go back to my place?”
“I’d like to, but I don’t have time,” Joe said. “My mom’s expecting me to be home pretty soon. She had a lot of work she wanted me to do today, but I wanted to make sure I at least came by and met you.”
“Oh, ok.” I was disappointed, but there was nothing for it. “Well, how much time do you have?”
“Not too long. Less than half an hour.”
“Oh. Well, let’s just talk for a while, then.”
So Joe and I found a place to sit and chat with each other. He was a smart, friendly boy. I spent most of the conversation checking him out and was pleased to see that he was doing the same with me. I couldn’t wait to get this kid into bed!
Eventually the time was up and Joe went back home, leaving me with a series of wonderful memories and fantasies to occupy my masturbatory time.
* * *
A couple weeks after meeting Joe for the first time, I was online and he invited me into a chatroom. Soon as I got there, a message from him flashed up on the screen.
[im not a virgin anymore i got laid 🙂 ]
My heart did a complicated little trick where it skipped a beat and sank at the same time.
[Oh? By your girlfriend?]
[How was it?]
[oh it was so fucking great! 🙂 ]
[So you actually fucked her, huh?] I was a little disappointed. I’d wanted to get the boy while he was still a complete virgin.
[Did you use a condom?]
[Good boy.] I’d been drilling into his head the idea of using a condom when he has sex. [So how did it happen?]
[well she called me up on friday and asked if i could sneak over to her house that night. i did and when we were in her bedroom we started making out and she asked if i wanted to fuck her and i said yes and so we did it]
“Lucky bitch,” I muttered myself. On the keyboard I typed, [So you really liked it, huh?]
Carefully I typed out, [Do you still want to get together with me?]
Almost too long went by before I finally I saw the words [yeah of course] creep across the screen.
I let out a little sigh of pleasure. [Cool.]
[when do you want to meet]
I thought about that. [Soon as possible.] I had to get to him before anymore girls did!
[maybe we could like meet at the mall and do it in the bathroom] he suggested.
Damn! [I’d really rather not risk getting arrested. 🙂 ]
[ok cool then you want to meet at library again/]
We made arrangements to meet up the very next day. I couldn’t wait! If I’d thought it had been hard waiting to meet the boy for the first time, it was nothing compared to now when I knew I’d be having sex with him!
* * *
The great day finally rolled around. I went down to the library and made ready to wait for Joe’s arrival. To my immense surprise, he was already there, waiting for me.
“Hey, Ryan,” he said with a shy little smile. “I wanted to make sure I wasn’t late.”
“Cool. Do we have a decent amount of time or do you have to be home really soon?”
Joe shrugged. “We have some time. Like an hour or so.”
“Ok. Sounds good. Shall we go back to my place?”
The two of us walked and talked, our conversation petering off slowly as we got closer to my home. Once we were there we went inside and I said, “Sit anywhere.”
“Ok.” Joe sat down on a chair near the bed.
“You want a Coke or anything?” I asked.
“No, I’m good.”
We sat there in silence for a few moments. Finally I said, “Well… you wanna get started?”
“Right.” I took a deep breath. “Well, why don’t we get undressed?”
“Ok,” he said again.
The two of us began taking off our clothes. Soon we were both down to our underwear. Joe was wearing a pair of your basic tighty-whities. God, he looked hot wearing those. I could clearly see his penis tenting them out. My heart fluttered at the idea that I was actually going to get to do it with this sexy teenage boy!
I reached out a hand and placed it on Joe’s bare chest, running it down his smooth, hairless body. When I reached his underwear, I gently cupped the bulge inside them. Joe let out a little moaning whimper and pushed his crotch against my hand.
“You have a really nice body,” I whispered to him.
Very slowly I pulled his underwear down, and up popped his beautiful thirteen-year-old penis. It was very hard, which was no surprise. He actually had a pretty generous amount of pubic hair, too. All in all he looked fantastic.
“Did the girl you fucked ever give you a blowjob?”
“Good.” I knelt down in front of Joe and slowly lowered my mouth down around his hard young penis. I loved giving head, and I was pretty good at it. I didn’t suck him for too long, cause I didn’t want him to cum yet. I just wanted to give him a taste of things to come, as it were.
As I sucked Joe, I worked my way out of my own underwear and was now naked with the boy. I stood up and took his hand in mine, gently placing it on my penis. Joe got the hint and started masturbating me as I gave him a couple slow, gentle kisses on the mouth.
“You having a good time?” I asked.
Joe nodded. “Yeah.”
“Good.” I kissed him some more. “Let’s get on the bed.”
We laid down side-by-side and started kissing some more while masturbating each other. Eventually I moved my hand onto his butt and gave it a gentle squeeze. Firm, hairless and perfect, just like the rest of him!
“You wanna try something?” I asked Joe.
I rolled over so that I was laying on my back. “Get on top of me face up.”
“Uh… ok.” Rather awkwardly Joe moved on top of me, my penis sticking up between his legs. I gave him a couple gentle kisses on his ear and moved my hand around to begin masturbating him once more. As I did so, he reached down between his legs and started rubbing me as well.
It’s normally very, very hard for anyone to get me off. For me to have an orgasm while fucking, being blown or being jerked is extremely rare. At this point I’d been sexually active since I was fourteen and in that time had cum exactly twice while someone else was doing something. From the way Joe’s hand was moving on my penis, though, I thought a third might be right around the corner.
Then Joe let out a couple gasps and I felt his body tense as his penis kicked in my hand. A little of his sperm actually blasted so far that it landed on my cheek, which was pretty damned impressive! Feeling the boy’s body shake as he climaxed as a major turn on, too.
Enough of a turn on, in fact, that it pushed me right over the edge. I grunted and moaned as my penis began kicking between Joe’s legs, soaking his entire crotch with my sperm. It wasn’t the best orgasm I’d ever had, but it was in the top ten.
After we were done cumming, Joe turned over enough for us to kiss some more.
“Did you like it?” I asked him.
“Yeah. Can we do it again sometime?”
“Of course. There’s lots we didn’t do yet,” I said, giving him another kiss and a squeeze of his little butt.
“Cool.” He looked over at my clock. “I gotta get going, ok?”
I was surprised, but I didn’t argue. “Oh, alright.” I got out from under Joe and wiped myself up with a towel then passed it over to him.
“Thanks.” He cleaned up and then passed it back to me.
Once we got dressed, I walked with him out to the bus stop, talking about incidentals. I was a little confused by him wanting to leave so quick. I thought we might fool around some more, but apparently he had other ideas.
When Joe was gone, I went back home. I felt kind of guilty about what I’d done with him. I knew it was illegal and probably immoral and it was really bugging me that I’d done something like that. Plus I was really worried about what he might’ve thought about the whole thing.
My worries were all needless, thank goodness. I got online with him that very night. He was pretty stoked by what we’d done, even though we hadn’t done much, and he was really enthused about the idea of getting together again. I relaxed, comforted and looking forward to my next time with Joe.
END PART TWO
Copyright 2004 by Alex Hawk. Normally there’d be a witty line here, but not today!
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