Two years passes by with no activities...I was still in elementary and I use to sit next to this guy in the class, his name was Terrell. One day the c...ass was in session and this daring guy lift his t-shirt and ask me to look, when I looked at his belly something was sticking out of his waist line. I said so what the hell is that and he said its my belly button. He try to fool me but I knew what it was it was his huge mushroom head sticking out of his pants waistline. He said you can touch it. It always felt better to have somebody else touch me, even if it was another boy, and somehow, another boy's penis always felt strange and wonderful, even though it couldn't have been much different than my own.Of course, our El Dorado, our Holy Grail, was to 'make it' with a girl. None of us, though, was brave enough to try, so we sat in our tents in somebody's back yard and told each other stories of what we'd do when we finally got to 'do it'.In those days, of course, those sessions with. Sleeping arrangements were also made on the roof. The dining hall is made up of bamboo with a few tables and model boat there modified for a table. There were all kinds of animals. A horse was trotting over the grass, chickens were squawking in the little chicken house, cows were grazing and few dogs were also roaming around. It also has a pond which has a floating home and ducks in it. It also has a ramp which covers half of its length. Standing on that ramp you can see stars and their. I put mythings down and he pulled me right in for a hot kiss. His tongue leapt intomy mouth, searching around. I pulled him tight into me, felling is ragingcock squeeze against mine. I reached under his shirt, allowing my hands torun up and down his firm stomach and chest, still passionately kissing.Reaching my hands around the back of his shorts, I gently pulled them off,exposing his hard cock, though him doing the same to me. Both standing nowcompletely naked, I couldn't resist. I.