The usual disclaimers apply
It was a Friday night and I was watching some dumb movie on TV, when the phone rang. "Cameron, it's for you? announced my mother. I knew it couldn't be Craig as he was away for the weekend on a Squash tournament with the school team. "Hello...Cam here" said Iconfidently. "Hello..Barry here" came the reply. My confidence dwindled immediately. "Barry!....ringing me??
What are you doin', dude?
Nothing much...jsut watching something on the tele. Well...come over....and stay the night...no one else is home
What?...like now? Yeah....like now...when else is there? Come on, you are wasting time.
I need to check with the oldies. (yeah....I still did that as a junior)
Ok...I'll be over shortly.
I was at the front door within ten minutes and there he was in all his glory: Quicksilver T-shirt and long faded jeans. I ws feeling very awkward, and looked around for Craig who at least would be on my side. "Wanna finish watching this video? he asked. 'Whatever."
Barry initiated small talk to which I gave monosyllabic answers...still unsure of myself or what was going to happen next. "Come onman, chill out...it's only you and me here." So I chilled out ! At around 10.00pm he announced: "Well, time to go upstairs...what do you say?"
I followed his lead to the stair case, then he stood back and motioned that I ascend first. The man was behind me.
There was no mattress on the floor, so I just looked around to survey the scene.
"Come here"...I obeyed...and walked up to this 14 year old giant. He took off my T-shirt and held my arm high. "Ummh...a bit more hair there...not bad for a junior....you may take off my shirt." He bent over somewhat so that I could lift the T-shirt over his head. My eyes immediately focused on his chest. In the months since the first experience, many of his chest hairs had grown to about 5 mm (0.5 inches) and the whole area seemed to be denser.
My hand instinctively reached up to feel its texture. Barry smiled in recognition of my recognition of this aspect of his manhood.
"Let me feel your 17 year old chest...ummh...smooth like before. Tell me what you were doing before then?"
I was feeling 14 year old chest hair...said I.
He then undid my belt and let my shorts fall to the floor. I instinctively stood out of them. My tent was obvious.
"Are you going to return the favour?"....so I reached over and undid his belt and pulled the jeans off his long muscular legs.
His bulge was huge and commanding. "You may touch it"....and I did. "What are you doing now?
'Touching a 14 year old' And placing my hand on my own tent, he asked: "And what are you doing now?"
"Touching a 17 year old ...boy penis... And what were you doing before then?
'touching a 14 year old man penis. Barry smiled. "Well let's see if you have grown any?....and with that he pulled down my briefs exposing my 4 incher. He walked over to the desk and retrieved a ruler....and measured. "Ummh...4.25...what was it last time?
"About 4.2...I think...from memory.
"Your turn..." handing me the ruler.
I dropped his speedos to see once again his 5 inch flaccid
penis....measured it and called out the length.
"5 inches."
"Tell me what you have just done? "I measured your 14 year old soft penis which is bigger than my 17 year old hard penis.'
Barry smiled yet again. "Yeah"
(to be continued)