This is fiction. But it could be true. Maybe it is for some boy somewhere. It describes how a lonely boy satisfies himself sexually through his imagination and the use of his hand. If this surprises you, you don't know much about boys, do you? If it's illegal for you to read about stuff like this, then you'd better stop. But you don't have to stop playing with your dick. That's never been illegal. Odd, isn't it?
Copyright 2008 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved
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MY MAGICAL SHIP - (b, masturbation)
I was a pretty lonely kid, I guess. Not that I didn't have friends. Just that none of them ever became what I would have called a best friend. And the fact that we moved so much didn't help, either. I never had much of a chance to make close friends when we only spent a couple of years in one place.
That was probably part of the reason I knew so little about sex. No friends to share secrets with, to compare notes with. I knew I liked playing with my dick, but that was about all.
I could cum not long after I'd turned twelve. I know now that may be a bit unusual, but I didn't know it then. I wasn't especially well-developed, either. I was pretty skinny, in fact. My brown hair was a little long because I liked it that way. And my dick was only about three and a half inches. (I don't actually know, because it never occurred to me at the time to measure it.) I didn't have anything but just a couple hairs down there. Well, you could hardly see them unless you looked real close. And the cum was pretty watery. But it was cum.
I loved to play with my dick. And somehow, deep inside, I knew that it was a secret that was very private. At the same time, I wanted to share this experience with someone. But there wasn't anyone.
So I moved inside my head.
I had a single bed in a small bedroom at the back of our house. That bed became my refuge, my haven, and where I met my best friends. At night I was completely and utterly alone, away from prying adult eyes and ears. Safe.
In that bed I could go anywhere I wanted. It became my magical ship. Small but well-stocked, it sailed the oceans to keep me safe, keep me away from those who wouldn't understand, who would intrude or tease or harass. It was my magical world, and no one was there except by invitation.
One night I stripped and lay under the covers. It was a stormy sea that night. The waves rocked my naked body from side to side as the sheet swept over my shoulders, my nipples, my belly, my thighs. My dick began to stiffen with the movement. Perhaps it was afraid.
I held it. My fingers curled around it, but the waves on the sea surrounding my ship continued to move, heave, rock, rise and fall. And my dick slipped through my fingers irregularly. My fingertips would graze that mound where I wanted so much for real hair to grow, then the rolling would shove them downward to brush over my cockhead. Over and over again.
My legs spread and my head arched backward on the pillow as the storm raged. I could hear the thunder, see the flashes of lightening outside the portholes. Faster, more violently... The storm was moving to a peak of intensity... And I came into the fingers still flying over my dick.
I waited until the worst of the storm was over, then I raised my hand to my mouth to take nourishment from the salty, creamy food that would keep me for another day. And then I could sleep soundly, safely.
On another night I had drifted close to the shore somewhere in Africa. I had been reading in school about slavery. I heard a voice crying for help, and from the deck of my magical ship I saw a boy a little older than me running to flee from evil men trying to capture him.
I called to him, invited him to climb aboard. I grabbed his arms and pulled him on board my magical ship, and we shoved off just in time to escape.
We went down into the ship. He told me of his terror, his fear, and I assured him he was safe now. He was naked, because that was the way he lived. And I was naked for the same reason. We ate from the provisions on the shelves, and we lay close together. It was a very small ship.
I wanted to be held badly. He held me and told me how courageous I'd been to rescue him. How I had faced great danger for him. How he would have had a terrible, terrible life without me. And I told him how beautiful he was, his muscles, his beautiful body, his hard cock against me. His smile meant he really liked me.
He asked me to jack him off; he said that's what boys did where he lived. So we agreed to help each other. I stroked the long hard dick in my hand very slowly, because I wanted to please him. We would sail the seven seas together, be the closest of intimate friends, celebrate our sex together...
He was pressing his hardness in my hand, and with my other hand I was caressing his balls, so much bigger than mine, balls that moved so gently when fingered. Stroking and caressing, I could feel him owning my sex in his hands, the heat mounting almost unbearably in me. I would cum for him, cum hard for him, he would admire me for it, beg me for more of it.
And when I came it was with strong gasps and jerks of my body. My new friend had helped me to a glorious cum. And it tasted so delicious.
I put in for provisions on another night, and then I cast off again into my other world. Then later that night I discovered a stowaway hiding on my magical ship. I was really angry, but I couldn't get too angry because he was a boy like me. He was naked because his parents didn't love him anymore, so he decided he'd drown himself, only he'd chickened out and got on my ship instead.
I hugged him because he was crying, he was so scared. I told him I'd love him and take care of him. He asked me why I didn't wear any clothes, and I told him I liked being naked. He said he liked the way I looked, and he liked my dick, too.
So we worked around the ship doing things, and then I fixed us some supper, and he ate a lot because they never fed him very well. He wanted to pee, and I told him I just pee off the side, so we did it together. It was a kind of contest, to see who could make it go highest, and I was winning. Sometimes the wind would blow it back, and it would spray on us; we'd giggle and laugh. But then I decided to let my new friend win.
Then we went to bed in opposite corners of the ship. But he woke up crying during the night because he had a nightmare about how awful his life used to be before I rescued him. So I held him tight and said everything was okay now, and he asked me if he could kiss me. I said okay, and it was the first time I'd been kissed by a boy, and I liked it, so I kissed him back. His lips were soft, and the wetness of his tongue surprised me -- but it pleased me, too. I decided I liked kissing.
We went to bed again, only this time we slept together with me holding him so he wouldn't have another nightmare. His butt was up against my dick, and that made it hard. So I wiggled a lot, and he said he liked that. When he turned around I saw that his dick was hard, too. And it looked just like mine! So we played with each other's dicks for a while, and he really liked it. So did I.
I liked touching him all over, in fact. I liked touching his balls and his butt. He was nice and smooth. And he said the same thing about me. So we decided we'd jack off together and at the same time. He jacked my dick, and I jacked his. We came at the same time, too, and both of us had lots of cum because we had so much fun together.
Another night a submarine attacked. I saw the periscope rising out of the dark water like a big dick. When I realized what was happening, I raised my sails, but there was no hope of outrunning a submarine.
So I primed the canon, my only defense. I didn't want to shoot people, but it was them or me. I fired my one and only canonball. And it was a direct hit! The side of the submarine caved in, and there was a huge explosion, and it sank. I had won!
But off to the side I saw someone in the water. It was a sailor from the submarine. I turned my ship to come alongside him, and I pulled him from the water. I took him below deck to dry him off and saw that he was a little older than I was, but not too old. He didn't speak English, but I made him understand I wouldn't hurt him. He was safe when he was on my magical ship. It was always a safe place.
I didn't have any clothes that would fit him, so we stayed naked. He was tall and had lots of muscles. He had blond hair, including around his dick And a dick bigger than any dick I'd ever seen. His skin looked so smooth; when he let me stroke his arm and chest, it was nice and warm, too. I made supper, and we ate it together, even though we couldn't talk.
But I made him understand we could share the same bed, because it was so cold that night. He acted like he was really grateful that I'd saved him, and he let me snuggle into him. He put his arms around me. He was big and warm, and I think I loved him. It was the first time a big man had held me and almost surrounded me with his whole body.
I could feel his man's dick getting hard between us, so I touched it like I liked to touch mine. He smiled at me so I knew it was okay. I ran my fingers all over it, and under it on his big balls, too. I played with his hair there. He liked it a lot. He said nice things in a language I couldn't understand, but I knew they were nice things.
I wanted to make him feel better, so I began to jack him off. It was a really long dick, and very thick. He jacked mine too, but it was so little in his big hand. We came all over each other's bellies. He let me lick his cum off him, and it tasted so good. Then he licked my cum, too, kissed me good night with nice, long kisses, and we went to sleep.
One time, and this was a pretty good one, the pirates attacked. They captured me and took me on board their pirate ship, with my little boat tied along side. The pirate captain took me to his cabin and said I would be his slave to clean everything up. I had to eat awful food, and the other pirates made fun of how little I was, and how little my dick was, too, because I had to stay naked all the time.
But the pirate captain wouldn't let the other pirates hurt me, because he said I was his boy, and nobody else's. Sometimes when I didn't finish my work fast enough, he'd spank me. He made me call him "daddy." And at night he made me sleep naked in his bed. He was very big and hairy. I could feel his hair all over my skin. He scared me, but his hairy chest and legs were nice and fuzzy. I could feel his soft hair touching me all over -- my legs and chest and back and bottom -- when he held me.
And his dick was like a couple of the guys at school, with extra skin on the end. He made me play with that extra skin and pull on it. He made me pull it up until I couldn't even see the cockhead anymore. And then he wanted me to jack him off. I didn't want to, but he twisted my arm and slapped me, so I did. And he also slapped my dick, and that hurt a lot. And then he shoved his big dick at me and made me suck on it. I only did it because he was sucking on me, too. When he shot his cum, he shot it all over my face. But that was okay, but I'd shot my cum all over his face, too. And I licked the cum all up, and he tasted good.
But I escaped when he went to sleep.
Another time I fell asleep on board and woke up in the middle of the night. There was a dark figure standing over me, and I was scared, but he said it was all right; this was a magical ship and nothing bad ever happens on it. Then I lit a candle and saw that he was me. I mean, it was me I was looking at, like a twin. Just exactly like me. It was like looking at myself in the mirror on the back of my door. So I told him I had to make sure he was my twin, and I felt him all over. I felt his chest and his nipples. I put my hands in his armpits. I ran my hands all over his belly and his dick and balls and thighs. I made him turn around and rubbed his butt all over, even inside the crack a little.
And it was me, all right. Everything was just right. When I pinched his nipple, he pinched mine. When I got my finger wet and ran it around his armpit, he did that to me. When I pulled on his dick, he pulled on my dick. And then when I put my finger in his butt and touched his hole, he did that to me, too. I don't think I would have done that to anybody else, but he was my twin, so it was okay.
When he touched my hole I thought it was nasty at first, but I smelled his finger. It wasn't too bad. Somehow, I knew it smelled just right. In fact, it made me grin, and I could see him grin right back at me. But that made me wonder what it would feel like if he stuck his finger in my butt a little bit. Maybe not a lot, just a little bit.
He said he loved me, and he thought that would make me feel good. So he pushed his finger at my hole, but it hurt some. So then he made his finger a little wet by sucking on it, and that time he got it in a little bit. It really felt strange, but I kind of liked it, too. He wondered what would happen if he made it wetter. So he did that, and his finger went a lot more in. He wiggled it a little bit, and I really liked that.
He wanted me to suck his dick. So I laid down on my back and put my legs up high over my head and hoped I could reach my dick that way. But I couldn't. So I put my legs up high on the wall and then used my hands to kind of pull my legs down some, and then I could. I didn't think I could, but I got my cockhead in my mouth. This was what a dick really tasted like!
And I sucked it! He said it felt so awesome to be sucked! It was wet and hot and just so really good. It made my whole body feel different! I used my hand to jack some, too, and pretty soon I thought maybe I could cum in his mouth, and I got really excited about it. And then I did! I shot it right in his mouth, and he licked it all around and said it was the best tasting cum in the world.
But my back hurt then, so we just cuddled, and he kept giving me little kisses until I fell asleep. My back still hurt a little the next morning, too, but not bad.
Another time I stopped at a little island where they were palm trees. I wanted to get some coconuts. Since there wasn't anybody there, I decided to pee first, and I liked peeing in the sand. I tried to play tic-tac-toe, but I didn't have enough pee. Then I looked for coconuts. Only there was somebody there. I was coming down from one of those palm trees when a little boy said hi. The ship he'd been on sank, but he got to the island okay. He was naked, too, because he'd been there a while.
He was really pretty and little, like I used to be before I got bigger. He was real young, and he was cute, too. So I took him on board my magical ship and made him my little brother. He asked me all kinds of quesitons about my ship, and I told him.
He also asked all kinds of questions about my dick, because mine was bigger than his. He was really cute. He was like a little teddy bear who needed to be hugged all the time, so I hugged him a lot. He felt soft and warm. And he was pretty, if you can say that about a little boy. And I showed him how a dick worked when you jacked off. I jacked on mine real good for him, and I shot out a lot more cum than I usually do.
He laughed and said he liked that, and I showed him my cum. And I ate it for him, but he wanted to taste it, too, so I let him lick some off my dick. Then he wanted to do it, so I did it for him. And his dick was really little, only it got hard, just like mine. I didn't want to hurt him because it was so little, and he was my little brother, anyway. I think I loved him, like you love a little brother.
I got the little dick real hard for him, and he started making noises like I do, and then he did it. He didn't cum, just like I couldn't for a long time, but it felt good for him. I figured I wouldn't suck him right then, but we could do that later. He'd probably want to suck my dick, too, since I was his big brother and he would love me. And maybe I would even put my finger in his butt, because he'd probably like that. So I said he could be my little brother forever, and we could be naked together all the time, and I'd always love him. And we sailed away.
Last night I got on board during a real storm at my house. It was loud and noisy with all the yelling. The storm was worse than it had ever been before, and I was really afraid. Then things got real quiet, and for some reason that made me even more afraid, so I sailed off in my magical ship. I sailed away from the terrible storm and left it behind.
I sailed along on deep blue water in the prettiest ocean in the world, and there was a gentle breeze that kept my ship moving. I stood at the front of it, all naked, and the breeze went all around my body and my legs and my chest and my dick and my butt. It was like the warm air was rubbing me all over. My dick got really hard and pointed straight ahead.
My ship hit a rock and stopped all of a sudden. I could hear water rushing into it, and I was really scared because I though it would sink and I would drown. But in the distance I could see another ship that kept coming closer and closer. But my ship was filling up with water, and I had to climb up where the sails are to keep out of the water. I was so afraid the other ship wouldn't get there in time to save me.
But at the last minute it did, and a man on the ship threw me a rope. I hung onto it, and he pulled me aboard. As I was being pulled up, my ship sank under the water. My beautiful magical ship sank.
When I was pulled up on board the man stood me on the deck and saw that I was crying. He asked me why a beautiful naked boy like me was crying, and I told him about my ship. It was my whole world, where I lived. It had always kept me safe. It had always made me happy. It had taken me to so many wonderful places, and I'd had so many adventures. And now it was gone, completely gone, gone forever. I was crying hard by then, and he picked me up in his arms and held me. He let me cry on his shoulder, and his hand stroked my hair and my back.
Then he said this ship was a magical ship, too. He asked me if I knew what the name of it was, and I said no. He showed me where it was painted along the whole width of the place where you steer it. And it was my name. His ship was named for me.
I asked him how that was possible, and he said he'd been sailing the seven seas looking for me, because it was really my ship. He said it was time for me to get a bigger magical ship, one that would make me even happier. He put me down on the deck and then he sat down beside me. That was when I looked at him really good for the first time. He reminded me of a lot of people I knew, but he wasn't really any of them.
He reminded me of my teacher in the third grade; he was the best teacher I'd ever had. He reminded me of a Sunday School teacher I had; he had called me a very pretty boy once. He reminded me of the swimming coach I'd had one year, and he'd said he wished he had a boy like me. He reminded me of the man down the street who gave me cookies after he'd paid me for mowing his lawn. He reminded me of the nurse in the hospital; he'd held my hand when I was so scared that time I was really sick.
He was the most beautiful man I'd ever seen. He was naked, too, just like me. He sat me on his lap when I asked him why he was there. He said he'd fallen in love with me and he wanted me to be with him forever and ever. He kissed me on the cheek and then on the lips. I cried, but this time it was because I was so happy. We kissed again, but this time I could feel his tongue. We licked each other's tongues, and then I could feel his tongue inside my mouth tasting me. So I tasted him, too.
He leaned down to me and kissed my dick. He said it was the most beautiful boy's dick in the whole world. He sucked on it real slowly, and that made me cum in his mouth. I wiggled and squirmed when my dick got hard, and that wonderful feeling grew and grew inside me; my watery cum shot out so hard it I almost screamed in pleasure. He said it tasted wonderful, the most wonderful boy cum in the whole world.
He said he wanted more, so he sucked me again. Sometimes I'd stayed a little hard after I'd cum, but I never knew I could get really hard so soon. He rolled my dick around inside his mouth, and I could feel his tongue all over it. I moaned and moaned as he licked and sucked, and then I finally shot cum into his mouth again, even harder than the first time.
Then he said I could suck his big dick if I wanted to, so I did. It was hot and hard in my mouth, and he said I could swallow his cum if I wanted to, or he could cum on me. And that was what I wanted; I wanted him to cum all over me because he loved me so much. His dick was so big I couldn't get all of it in my mouth. I kissed it all over first, because I wanted to show him how much I loved it. Then I licked it up and down, all the way from his soft hair to the very tip, where he pees.
I took that big round part in my mouth then, and I ran my tongue all around it. It tasted so wonderful! It was hot, and there was some salty and sweet stuff that oozed from it that tasted like nothing I'd ever known before. I sucked until he was ready to cum, and then he stood up and held his big dick over me. I smiled as I watched him jack on it while it pointed right at me. He grunted when he was ready to cum, and I think I even saw that little hole get bigger when he was ready to shoot it out.
He came lots of cum, and it landed on my hair and my face. He kept cumming, and I didn't know a man could cum so much! He covered my shoulders and my chest with his cum, and then it ran down onto my dick and covered my balls. I could hardly see my dick because it was covered with so much of his pearly-white creamy cum. What few hairs I had completely disappeared underneath it, and I could feel it running along my balls and dripping off them.
I laughed and laughed and turned around so he could cum on my back and my butt, too. I could feel the long ropes of his cum as then landed on my back, sometimes crossing over it and sometimes running from my shoulders down to my waist. When he aimed at my butt, I could feel his warm cum running down the sides of my butt, and some of it ran into my crack. And he picked me up and licked cum off of me -- from everywhere it had landed, every single drop of it -- and said he'd love me forever.
That was why he saved me, he said. This was my new magical ship, but now I had a beautiful man to love me and be naked with me and do sex anytime I wanted to. And I decided I'd love him, too. I'd stay with him on my magical ship for the whole rest of my life, and I would be so happy, because he would make me happy always.
We sailed away, and I never came back.