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I was eight and it was a lovely warm summer day...brown hair, brown eyes, very tan, barefoot, cute little boy short-shorts with elastic waist, and a yellow t-shirt. Danny came to stay with his grandparents next door, 13 years old, wrestler's build, slim hips, wide shoulders, kind of a short guy, but I thought he was super. I went over to see him right away and he said, "Come on and I'll show you my fort." It was in the middle of a stand of bamboo, and we had to crawl in to get to the center. We sat cross legged facing each other. "Can I touch you?" he said. "Sure," I said. I didn't know what he meant, but if he wanted to touch me that was great with me. He put his hand on my leg, then moved it up and inside the leg of my shorts. He stopped with his fingers on my balls. My body was laughing all over. I wiggled around. "You like it?" he said. "Oh yes," I said. I looked at his crotch and the front of his cut off jeans were sticking up like a tent. My little dick was stiff and I touched it and pressed on it with my hand.
"Come on," he said, "Let's go into the basement. Nobody is home here." We crawled out and went to the basement, he picked me up and set my on the work bench. Danny slid my short and underwear off and my hard dick was waving around moving to my heartbeat. He leaned forward and put his mouth around my dick and my heart raced. "Oh, that feels real good Danny." He ran his hands over my legs, up my hips. "I want to touch yours too," I said. "Come on," he lifted me down from the bench. "Over here." He pulled an old quilt off the shelf and lay it out on the floor behind the furnace. Danny took off all his clothes and lifted off my t-shirt. He pulled me over and pressed his body to mine, his hard dick against mine, he had to squat down to make them match up. His was big, biggest I'd ever seen. Must have been six inches. He had hair above it, just a patch, and none on his balls. We lie on the quilt and he sucked me until I swooned. He said I came, but I didn't know what that meant yet. I sucked on his, it felt so hot, silky but hard too. He began to pant real fast while i worked on the head, then he pushed my head away and shot cum onto his belly. I lie on top of him and we slid around on his cum, our dicks touching. I loved him. We did it every chance we got for two weeks. When we were dry fucking under the porch steps I kissed him on the cheek. "Don't do that, that's queer," He said. From that day on I knew I was queer, but I didn't mind.

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