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We lived in a condominium and my neighbour Joel Cohen was my age and he attended the Jewish school in the area. His family were progressive Jews and he had one sister. They went to Shul every Friday and were active in their synagogue. We had been friends since first grade and played computer games together, read the same books and, were both cubs in the Scout movement. We were both called "know it all's" and competed academically, even though we attended different schools. We played tennis together at the condo where we lived and played squash. We were also both mad about cricket and knew everything about the sport.
Scouting was tricky for Joel, because the meetings were held on Friday nights, and he had to go to Shul. I would sometimes go with his family to Shul as well, and I had my own specially embroidered kippa and felt comfortable there. His parents did allow him to attend Scouts some Fridays, and he was also allowed to go to camps.
My parents allowed me to sleep at his place on Saturday nights, and he would also sleep at my place on the rare occasion. He had a TV in his room as well as an ensuite bathroom. I liked Joel a lot and enjoyed being close to him and studying his athletic body. He had dark brown eyes and brownish hair. Our first sexual experience happened on one sleepover when we were around nine years old. We had just finished watching a Harry Potter movie, and we were lying in his double bed. The house was quiet once we switched off the TV. We lay there on our backs, and he took my hand, his hand was soft and this sent an electrical impulse through my body. He then asked me if I knew what masturbation was. I confessed that I didn't and he then asked me if I would like to know.
"Of course, I would like to know," I replied.
His cousin had shown him, and he said that it was fantastic. He stuck his hand into my pyjama pants and took hold of my dick which was hard. He told me to relax and then he started to wank me. It felt good and it wasn't long before my body shuddered, and I came and experienced an incredible feeling.
"Let me try on you now," I asked.
I took hold of his cut cock and slowly did what he did to me. He groaned with pleasure and his body trembled as he came. He then leaned over and gave me a deep kiss. I had wanted to kiss him for ages, and this was also a good feeling. We moved closer and held each other. We kissed for a while and fell asleep in each other's arms. I had to get up early the next morning to go to Church with my parents.
That afternoon I went back to Joel's house to talk. We decided to explore more about sex - we had a research project! I gave Joel another deep kiss. "I guess this is the start of something big," Joel said. I then told him that we would have to keep this all secret and that my parents would kill me if they found out. In fact, over the next years, we did very little at my house. Joel was very excited and the next Friday we got together at Scouts. We were sitting a little apart from the group and he told me what he had discovered on the internet and said there was a lot we had to try out. I called home and asked to stay at Joel's after Scouts. My Dad agreed if Joel's parents were happy. After extinguishing the campfire, we went home, it was around 10 and we both smelt like fire.
We climbed into the shower like we had done for years before. But of was different this time, both of our cocks were hard as we embraced under the strong shower jet. We soaped each other and washed each other's hair. It was all very sensual. Joel moved down and started to suck me and this sent me up the wall and I was coming in minutes. I then got to suck him, and he loved it too. At that time of our life, we were not ejaculating yet. We then put on pyjamas and climbed into bed and kissed again. It was great to be so close to my friend.
Our first Scout camp away was something we were looking forward to. We only slept out for one night and the campsite wasn't far out of town, and we were excited to put up our own tent, which only took us around four minutes. We unpacked our rucksacks and helped collect firewood for our campfire. That night we were assessed on our ability to make a meal with a dessert. Our meal was delicious - even if I have to say so myself. Later that night we played Stalk the Lantern, but we were keen to get into our tent to continue our exploration. Our scoutmaster said that we had to shower before we got into our sleeping bags. We spoke in whispers so that others could not overhear us.
That night Joel and I kissed, and he showed me how to 69. I thought that this was rather nifty, and complemented Joel on his research. He told me about the porn sites that he had discovered, and I asked him if he could show me sometime. I was addicted to masturbation and did it whenever I could. Joel told me it was the same for him. I enjoyed doing it in the shower most of all, but lived with Catholic guilt about it though. We were both thrilled when we eventually could produce sperm. A few drops to start with, but a great feeling. We made sure that we tasted each other, and we then became cum addicts as well.
A highlight at the time was when Joel had his Bar mitzvah. He had spent months preparing his Torah portion. When the moment arrived and he was at the Bimah, he froze. The Rabbi stepped up put his hand on his shoulder and started him off. Joel was great, except that his voice was breaking, and he squeaked a bit at times. There was much happiness and the congregation threw sweets toward the front of the synagogue. There were many "mazeltovs" and cheers. I admired Joel as he carried the scroll around the Shul before he put the scroll back into the Ark.
There was a huge party with lots of dancing in the hall afterward. Joel's father gave a short speech and thanked everyone for coming. Everyone was happy and we had fun dancing with Joel on our shoulders.
That night I was allowed to sleep at Joel's. Before going to bed, we opened all his cards and put all the cash he received in a box. We had fun in the shower, kissed, and wanked each other off. I was in love with my bar mitzvah boy.