the Island, Chapter 15 - Sex Stories

the Island, Chapter 15

... though. There’s nothing wrong with it. As long as it doesn’t get in the way of school or your social life, have at it.” “Do you rub yours?” he asked curiously. “Yeah, sometimes,” I admitted. “Usually if a man doesn’t have sex often enough he’ll jerk off.” “I don’t really know what to do with it,” he said, blushing crimson. “Could you show me? I don’t want the other guys to think I’m a baby for not knowing how.” It must have taken a lot of guts for him to ask, he was so embarrassed. I didn’t know what to say, but I didn’t want to make him feel uncomfortable. He sensed my hesitation and must have misunderstood. “I knew I shouldn’t have said anything,” he said, tearing up. “I’m sorry. It was bad of me to talk about it.” “No, no! It’s OK. I’ve just never been asked to show anyone how to do it before. “ I couldn’t refuse the poor kid now. “I guess it’s all right. Your mom sure isn’t going to be the one to do it.” He looked horrified at the thought. “Don’t tell her about this! Please, Master Connor!” “No worries. It’ll be just between us,” I assured him. “And call me Dave, unless we’re in class, OK?” “OK.” He seemed to have regained his composure. “So what do I do?” How to go about this? “Well, first it has to be hard. What can you think about that makes it hard?” I was thinking about his mom, but I wasn’t going to tell him that. “It got hard when I saw the girls in their underpants when we were swimming. I could see Mackenzie’s boobies, and Ashley and Lily had hair between ...

... their legs! I could see it when their panties got wet. I liked that.” He had a dreamy smile on his face, and I glanced at his little dick and saw it was rising to the occasion already. Ah, youth! Actually, thinking about Makenzie’s boobs was getting me hard, not to mention Ashley’s and Lily’s sweet virgin pussies. Now I had a massive boner myself. Jared stared at my cock in awe. “Wow, Dave, yours is really big!” We looked back and forth between his 4 inch stiffie and my 9 inch erection. “Will mine get that big one day?” “If not this big, then pretty close,” I assured him. “OK. So now that it’s hard, the easiest thing to do is just wrap one hand around the shaft and start sliding it up and down.” I demonstrated, and he copied me. “Does it matter which hand?” “No, you can use either, or both at once.” I traded hands back and forth to show him. “It really does feel good,” he said, his hand moving faster and faster. “You can also touch your balls, or play with the tip of the penis, whatever feels good,” I said, demonstrating. He rolled his little nuts around, staring at his hairless scrotum intently. “So when stuff comes out, what happens?” “Well, it’s probably going to happen first while you’re sleeping,” I told him. “You’re going to have a dream about a sexy girl and your going to get a boner, and you’ll wake up with white stuff on your sheets or belly. It dries hard if it sits for a while.” “My mom’s gonna see it on my sheets!” He looked horrified again, but not enough to stop ...