Aiden and Davey
by Danno.

The year was 1992, a time before Cellphones and computers, but we did have great music! My name is Aiden. My father retired from the Navy, and my rents decided to move to my mom’s hometown in east central MN. On the LONG drive from California to Minnesota, Mom told us kids about the place we were going to start looking for a house.

Mom mentioned that she had a Niece in the same area with two kids, Davey, 10, and Crystal, 12. She didn’t know much about the family, since we lived mostly on the West Coast my entire life until now. She said she was going to phone (old phone with a cord and cheaper rates after 7 pm) to invite them over so we can get to know one another, and she can reconnect with her Niece, Bonnie.

We arrived in the SMALL town in which we would begin shopping for houses. Mom called Bonnie and agreed to meet up for breakfast, and then they would look at houses with us. We arrived at Denny’s and were seated. I started looking around, and in walks this gorgeous boy, younger than me, and much shorter than me: dark blonde hair, adorable smile, upturned nose with faint freckles across the bridge of his nose. My eyes widened, a tall, lanky girl was walking behind him, and a 30-something lady, who looked like the young boy, I figured it was his mom.

My eyes breezed by as I again continued to search out my second cousin (I wasn’t too bright back then), which I was really excited about, nice to move to an area where you already have a friend handed to you instead of trying to find someone with similar interests and so on. All three of them seemed to be looking for someone, then my mom stood up and waved. To my surprise, it was the boy who had immediately caught my interest moments earlier.

We all stood up and exchanged pleasantries. Davey was checking me out. He moved around the family herd and hugged me. It seemed to linger. I was in heaven, enjoying this hug from a very cute boy. Davey said, “Hi, I am Davey, and you must be Aiden? Wow! You are so good-looking and very tall! How old are you, Aiden?” “I am 12, I will be 13 in a few months”.

We were all taking our seats as we were starving. Davey sat right next to me; our legs were touching, and we were both in shorts (the cheap polyester kind from K-Mart). Davey and I instantly clicked.

Since there were no modern conveniences, besides a microwave that was as heavy as a Buick and took up half the countertop, that also meant no easy access to porn, we were all green (naïve) back then. Thankfully, my older brother had a subscription to Rolling Stone (a very large magazine, which was centered around rock bands and teenagers). Back in our old house, when my brother was out with his friends, I would snoop around in his room. He was 3 years older than me and more worldly. I would look in his drawers, under his bed, in his closet, etc. While under his bed, I found a Rolling Stone magazine. I brought it out and quickly flipped through it. My eyes locked on a poster inside the magazine, it was a large picture of Mark Wahlberg, naked except for a pair of Calvin Klein underwear and a white baseball hat, his hands were on top of his head exposing his hairy armpits and his well-defined abs.

I would always get tingly feelings in my wiener (that’s what I called it back then). The more I looked, the harder it became. It felt amazing. I thought I was onto something, like I just invented masturbating.

I often wondered whether other guys felt the same way when they looked at this poster. I ripped this page out, hid it under my mattress, and brought it with me to our new home.

Mom and Dad have got a hotel room nearby so that we can continue the house search tomorrow, bright and early. Davey asked me if I wanted to spend the night with him, like having a sleepover. “Uh…YES!” We finished our breakfast and took two cars to look at houses. I thought this seemed boring, so Davey and I started talking about school, girls, guys and hobbies. He asked if I had a girlfriend in California, where we used to live. I told him, “I had friends who were girls, but not a ‘Girl Friend’. I didn’t much care for girls.” He said that he felt the same way. Then he put his hand on my upper leg. We were in the back seat of Bonnie’s car. I then looked at this hand and my thigh, and I ended up putting my hand on his thigh as well. I looked at him, and he had a big smile.

We arrived at the first house we were scheduled to look at; Davey and I ran around the house to check out the backyard. It was huge, and at the end was a well-built tree house. We raced to it. I noticed a rope ladder; it looked brand new, so I was sure it would be safe. I climbed up the rope, and once on the landing, I helped Davey get on to it and into the treehouse. It was big. We sat on the floor and looked out the back window at the back of the house.

I asked Davey if he ever kissed anyone, and he said he did, it was one of his neighbors…I asked what her name was. He replied, “Jason,” then he smiled. I said, “You kissed another boy?” he said, “Yes, and it was awesome! It made my willy hard.” I then said, “My wiener gets hard a lot too, especially when I look at this one poster I have, it’s of Mark Wahlberg in his underwear.” Davey said, “Cool! Hey, since we are alone, do you want to kiss me?” I looked back at the house and could see my family’s shadows through the upstairs windows. I said, “Sure, but you can’t tell anyone, ok?” Davey said, “Of course, I would not do that.” He then leaned over and kissed me, just a peck at first, then he started to French kiss me. He then moved his hand closer to my rigid 3” wiener, he brushed the back of his hand against it, and it sent shivers up my spine and back down to my wiener. Just then, I heard my dad calling for us. “Oh Shit! Let’s go!” We scrambled down the ladder, and by the time we ran around the house, my boner had deflated to its normal size.

Since I was almost 13, I noticed I started getting little wisps of hair under my armpits. They started to smell when I sweated. Because we ran around the house, I could already smell my armpits. I was wearing a Star Wars tank top and red, smooth, silky running shorts. I did not wear underwear because I liked the way my wiener felt against the fabric. Davey looked over at me. He said, “You smell good!” I said, “I do?” he said, “Yeah, I really like your smell.” We were ushered into the back seat of Bonnie’s car again. As we were riding, Davey again put his hand on my thigh. This time, he intentionally placed his hand close to my wiener, and he looked over to me to see if I approved.

Bonnie was singing the wrong lyrics to Duran Duran’s ‘The Reflex’ and making the car dance, so she couldn’t hear me gasp and moan.

We all then arrived at the next house; it was much smaller than the other one we had just looked at. This one had no tree house…I told Mom I was going to check out the neighborhood. She said, “That’s a great idea, Aiden, make sure you take Davey with you!”. “Yes, Mom!” Once we got a few houses down from the house the family was looking at, I asked Davey if Jason had taught him how to kiss. He said, “Yes, and other stuff.” “Really….” I said, very interested. He said that he would show me more tonight when I sleep over.

Now I really wanted this day to go by much quicker, we were only on the second house! I knew this house would be a quick visit, as it did not have the four bedrooms that my parents wanted for us.

We are going to check out one more house before we have lunch; it is close to a Taco Bell. We pulled up to the third house; it was very nice-looking and newer. I asked Davey if he wanted to check out the rooms with me. “Yeah, sure!” he said. There was a room with a bathroom attached. Davey said, “What if you take a dump in there? Then you would smell it the whole night! Gross!!” I laughed. As we wandered around, he said he had to go pee. I said, I kind of did as well. “I’ll go first!” Davey said. I said, “Let’s go together at the same time!” We both took a side of the toilet and started peeing; we were checking each other’s wiener out. Davey said, “Whoa! Your dick is huge!”. I said, “It gets way bigger when I play with it.” He said, “I can’t wait!” We shook off the dribbles and ran downstairs.

My parents said, “Hmm, this house is definitely out of our budget. We must stay under $110,000; this house is almost $150,000, this one will not do at all.” I then said, “What about the first one?” Mom said, “That one was under our budget, but it is only a three-bedroom and a den; we could make the den another bedroom, so that one might work.” I did not give a damn if the den had to be a bedroom, it has a TREEHOUSE!!

We pulled up to Taco Bell and decided to eat inside. While the parents were ordering for us, I told Dad I needed to use the bathroom. He said, “Well, it’s right over there, go ahead” Just then, Davey said, “I gotta go too! Can I come with?” I said, “Sure, let’s go.” It was a one-person bathroom, so we both went in and locked the door. Davey then said, “I don’t really have to go, I just wanted to kiss you again.” I said, “I was hoping so, cuz that’s why I asked to use the bathroom in the first place, hehehe.” I bent down slightly and kissed Davey on the lips, one of those Frenchie ones with the tongue. Feeling his tongue slide around and in and out of my mouth gave me a boner. Davey reached down and started rubbing it through my favorite slippery shorts. I told him, “You must stop! Or I will make the white stuff shoot out!” Davey looked puzzled, “What are you talking about?” I said, “If you keep rubbing, you will find out!!” “Let’s wait until tonight, then I will show you.” We kissed a little more than I flushed the toilet, to keep up with appearances in case someone was outside the door waiting.

When we got back to our tables, Mom asked which house I liked the best. Davey and I both said at the same time, “The first one!” Mom said, “Good, because that was my favorite as well!” It was

settled, they were going to put an offer in on the treehouse, house! We ate the bean-and-cheese burritos that Mom and Bonnie bought for us, slammed the Mountain Dew, and Mom told Bonnie they were all exhausted. They were going to head back to the hotel. Crystal was also going to the hotel so that she and my sister could go swimming. Davey and I climbed back into Bonnie’s car, Bonnie turned the radio up even louder, and wouldn’t you know, it just HAD to be a Mariah Carey song, “Emotions”, no less. Her singing was horrendous! The fillings in my teeth ached. Finally, we arrived at Bonnie’s house.

Bonnie poured herself a glass of wine, and Davey and I had Coke. He then started giving me the grand tour. He showed me the garage and his bicycle, skates and his new skateboard. He was certainly more active than I was, and his body proved it. He also showed me his soccer equipment; he is on a local soccer team.

We then went through the kitchen and TV room (or living room). There, he showed me his Super Nintendo and all the games they had. He said we would be playing this later.

We made our way upstairs, bathroom, his sisters’ room, and his room. I walked in and noticed he had some posters hanging up: famous soccer players, Leonardo DiCaprio, JTT, Fred Savage, and a Boys 2 Men band poster. As I was looking at them, I saw the Jonathan Taylor Thomas poster. I was also crushing over this cutie; he appeared in my fantasies often while I was playing with my wiener the night before bed.

I said, “Wow, you’ve got some really cool posters!” he said, “I think of them when I rub myself at night.” I told him I also thought of them at night, I said, “Now I can add you to that list…” He ducked his head out of his doorway to check if anyone was around, then he remembered his sister was at the hotel, his mom was drinking wine, and, again, the awful singing. Davey held me closer and started kissing me as he felt me up. I was also playing with his hard little nail. As we kissed, he said, “Aiden, I am so happy you moved here! You are crazy cute, and I love kissing you.”

We bounced back downstairs and fired up the NES and chose Super Mario Bros. “AWESOME! I love that game,” I said. He said he liked it but was not very good at it. I told him that I would be happy to teach him what I know. He said, “Cool! cuz I suck!” I said, “I hope so…” We both laughed. I was sitting on the floor; he was on a bean bag chair. I told him to sit on my lap so I could help with the controller. He got off the bean bag and sat on my lap, since he was smaller than me, I could smell his hair, Strawberry and boy sweat. This already caught my attention. He got the hang of it rather quickly, and when he passed a level, he bounced up and down. I became harder. All of a sudden, he said to me, “Aiden, is that…. uh, something is poking me” I said, “Yeah, uh, sorry, I think you are really cute, and your hair smells so good, I am getting really hard from having you on my lap.” He then got off my lap and told his mom that we were tired and were going up to his room.

I stood up with a noticeable boner. I grabbed a blanket off the couch and wrapped myself up in it. Bonnie asked if the AC was set too low; if I was too cold, I said, “A little bit maybe.” She went over the thermostat and turned it from 68 to 72. I said, “Thank you, Bonnie!” and with that, we headed up to Davey’s room.

We sat on Davey’s bed and started making out. We were feeling each other out, he started kissing my neck and took off my shirt, I fixed my hair, and he lifted my arms and inhaled my boy odor. And started kissing me down the side of my rib cage. I grabbed his hard spike through his shorts; his hard-on was noticeable inside his Fruit of the Looms. Then he suggested we play a sexy game, I said, “Ok”, he got up and opened the T-shirt drawer in his dresser and pulled out a stack of orange index cards, he grabbed a pen and came back over to sit next to me, he said, “we each need to write three dares and three truths, then we lay them face down so we have a row of dares and a row of truths. I must be honest, it took me a while to come up with them, not knowing what he knows and not wanting to scare him.

They were laid out as per his request. Davey said, ok, “Now we can begin”. He asked me, “Truth or Dare.” I naturally chose Truth because I had no idea what he had written on the cards, and even if I did, I had no idea what order they were laid out in. I chose my Truth card, which read: “How many times in a week do you masturbate?” I was relieved that I picked that card! I told him, “I usually only do it at night when everyone was sleeping, but, once in a while, I will do it in the morning as well, also, sometimes in a stall in the bathroom at school, so, I guess maybe 10 times a week.” Davey said he does it about the same number of times a week. Then I asked Davey, “Truth or Dare” Davey chose dare, which turned out it was one that he had written for me. “I dare you to kiss the head of my dick.” I was shocked; this kid was wiser than I was, and I came from California. Davey got up, pulled his underwear down and put his hard dick at my face.

I got closer and could smell the faint odor of pee and boy sweat. He moved closer to my mouth, and I leaned over and gave his dick a kiss. Then, I opened my mouth and gave his dick a Frenchie kiss. Davey squealed, and his eyes got big. “Aiden, that was amazing! Jason and I do that to each other, too, behind his house in the woods.” I thought to myself, I really must meet this Jason guy! Next, it was my turn to choose again. I chose dare. I bent over and picked up a random Dare card; this was one I did not write. It said, “I dare you to piss a little bit in my plant in the corner of my room.” I was again relieved!

I walked over to the plant and began pissing. I must have really had to go because I couldn’t quit. I shook off, put my dick away and went back to where Davey was sitting. He said, “Dude, you pissed in my plant, like a lot, it’s going to make my room smell like the bathrooms at school. “Oh, Shit!” I am so sorry, I did not even think of that. Do you have a room deodorizer or something? He said, “All I have is this BRUT cologne that I got for Christmas last year. I think covering up piss smell is all this stinky stuff is good for anyway.” Davey said, “Ok, it’s my turn!” he chose another dare, which read, “I dare you to lick my butthole.” This one I had written; I wanted to choose something that no one else would ever think of. Davey said, “ok, bare that ass!” I got up, pulled my shorts down and got on my knees with my ass facing him. Davey pulled my butt cheeks apart and licked my butthole. I was shocked by how wonderful it felt; he then kissed it.

It was my turn to choose next, and I chose Truth. The card read, “Where was the most daring place you ever masturbated?” I said, “It was last year while school clothes shopping, I saw a cute boy from my school a year older than me, he looked over and smiled at me, then he came over and asked if I was clothes shopping for school also, I said “yeah,” he then said, “looks like you have grown a lot over the summer, you filled out pretty nice and I like your haircut.” This floored me, as I crushed on him hard last year, but I didn’t think he even knew who I was. I was so hard and horny I couldn’t concentrate on choosing jeans, then Mom said, “Here, Aiden, try this pair on.” I said, “Fine,” I grabbed the jeans from her and made my way to the changing rooms. Once I walked in and locked the door, I took off my pants. My dick was still hard, so I gave it a tug, then more tugs, thinking about the boy from school. My mind wandered as I was jerking off thinking of him, and I shot a watery cum all over the mirror in the dressing room. I quickly tried on the jeans, which fitted perfectly, showing off my bubble butt, and I took them off. I put on my old pair and walked out. As I was making my way back to Mom, I saw that cute boy carrying several pairs of jeans and two shirts over to the exact changing room where I just jerked off and shot my cum all over the mirror. Davey said, “That is wild! Did he ever ask you about it?” I said, “No, because we moved before school started back up.

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