We’re very close, and your pelvis rocks forward, meeting my own. For the first time, our mouths open and my tongue meets yours, both tentative, expl...ring, searching. A moan builds in my throat, and you capture it with your mouth and return it in kind. We stand there, afraid to break the embrace, your heart beating faster and faster, matching mine in intensity.We break the kiss, loosening the embrace, and look into each others eyes. You search my face, looking for a sign, afraid of ‘Stop’,. We both were in front of my mirror, I was pinching here nipples from behind while my lips were busy smooching her neck. To make it worst her one hand was already in her trouser and then one of the fingers went directly in my mouth. The sweetest cum I ever had tasted. I turned her around now her ass cheeks were banged on the mirror and she was facing me in no time I removed her trouser to see her netted black underwear. The biggest turn on was some of her hair were coming out form the net,. When we were out playing or in school we did the usual stuff boys do then, and the sex play was simply the usual stuff for us too, at night, or sometimes during the day, off in the woods or about any place we got the urge and wouldnt be seen. At that age, before puberty, I remember our dicks mostly looking alike. With boners some of us had bigger ones but not by a lot. The only thing that was different for me was my nipples, because I had really large ones, even as a young boy. Really it was. I sensually licked my way down to his belt buckle where I quickly un-did it and pulled his trousers down. “Ah. No boxers? Were you expecting something?” I said, winking. His blush said it all. I slid his trousers off onto the floor, and there stood before me, was his glory. I had to be at least eleven inches, which was about right considering his height. I gulped, wondering how on earth all of it would fit into me. I tentatively reached out a hand and touched his manhood. All the while he had.