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Subject: THE JUVINILE CASTING COUCH #1 (D. Abby) (bb,mast,voy)(1!12)
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The following story is for adults only. It contains scenes depicting sex
among minor children and, sometimes, adults. It is entirely a work of
fiction and the characters contained within are completely the figment
of the authors imagination. (they do sometimes embody his fantasies,
however.) If homosexual activities offend you or sexual activities among
and with pre- and just pubescent children bothers you, I suggest you hit
the back button. 
Please do not read this if you are under the age of 18 or if it is
illegal in your community. (Can't you just see a horny twelve year old
hitting the back button at this point. I should live so long.)
If you haven't hit the back button yet, enjoy. I would like to have your
opinions of my work and, and while I don't promise, I usually try to
answer my e-mail.
Dabby@access.mountain.net

                       THE JUVENILE CASTING COUCH
                               By D. Abby
 
                                Prologue

	Patrick Leary was very unhappy about his current situation. He 
had just moved from Chicago to Los Angeles. He'd lost all his friends 
and he didn't like it at all. He didn't have anyone to talk to or 
anyone to play with. He didn't know where anything was and he was a 
little afraid of getting lost. It seemed that the only thing left for 
him was stay home and watch television. The television stations were 
different, he couldn't even find the programs he wanted to watch. 

	Sean Leary had a job as a script writer that paid almost twice as 
much as his newspaper job he had in Chicago. He knew the dislocation 
this would cause for a twelve year old boy but this was an opportunity 
he couldn't pass up. His wife Robin agreed with him. 

	They tried to make things easier for Pat but so far they hadn't 
been very successful. They took Pat to Disneyland and Knotts Berry 
Farm, but that only took a couple of days. The adults couldn't spend 
all their time entertaining him and he was left on his own a good bit 
of the time. He spent most of the time watching TV.

	Pat had known the kids in his sixth grade class since he started 
school. He had always had John and Harry to talk to and play with. They 
came home from school together and went to each other's houses every 
day. They even pissed together standing around the toilet in whoever's 
house they were at. All of their pricks had just started to grow and 
they measured them when they were hard at least once a week to see how 
much they had grown. The three of them talked about girls and what you 
could do with them. 

	Each of their fathers had gotten them a book on sex and they all 
read the books together. They sneaked into the adults section of the 
library and read some more books on sex so they had a good idea what it 
was all about. They also got hold of copies of Penthouse and looked at 
the pictures in secret. Now he had no one to talk to and no one to do 
those things with. He missed them a lot. 

	He missed another person too. He had known Sally a long time too, 
but in the last year it had been different. On the days that he didn't 
go home from school with John and Harry he would walk home with Sally. 
She had held his hand one time and it felt good to him. It embarrassed 
him but he held hands with her when they walked home together ever 
since. Last month they had taken a walk in the park and he had kissed 
her and that was different from any kiss he'd ever had before. He would 
miss Sally even more than he missed John and Harry. He couldn't 
understand that because he spent much more time with the boys than he 
ever spent with her. 

	The move had taken place in August and he couldn't even find any 
kids on their block. Pat later found out that there were several, one 
boy his age lived in the big house next door, but they were either at 
summer camp or with their folks on vacation. From the size of the house 
next door they must be rich and the kid probably wouldn't be interested 
in doing things with him anyway. 

 
                              Chapter - 1

	School started the beginning of September and his mother drove 
him to school that morning. He still hadn't met any kids, not even the 
ones that lived on the same block he did although the real estate agent 
had said some lived there. He was starting in junior high school and it 
seemed to him that all the kids there were meeting old friends. 
Everyone else knew lots of other kids and he was left out of 
everything. 

	Going home, another boy from his class got off the school bus 
with him and Pat found out that this was the boy that lived next door 
to him. Pat didn't even know his name. David Cohen was very talkative 
and he introduced himself to Pat and invited Pat to his house for a 
snack. Pat wasn't sure he liked David or that he wanted to get friendly 
so soon and declined the invitation. He went into his house and was 
sorry he hadn't accepted. 

	When he got into the house he found his refusal was only 
temporary. Robin had gotten together with Sylvia, David's mother, that 
day. She found out the family just got back from Hawaii the day before. 
Sylvia had immediately arranged with Robin for David to take Pat around 
the neighborhood and show him where things were. 

	Pat didn't like the idea of his mother making plans for him, 
after all he was almost thirteen years old, but there was nothing he 
could do about it now. David knocked on the door a half hour later and 
the two boys went out to explore. David was loud and pushy. Pat didn't 
like that very much but had to go along with the deal. He couldn't 
avoid David since he lived next door.

	David showed Pat the neighborhood. Where the McDonalds and the 
Seven Eleven were is important information to a twelve year old boy. 
David took him into the Seven Eleven and bought slurpies for both of 
them. Pat was startled when David paid with a twenty dollar bill, he'd 
gone on errands with a twenty dollar bill but he'd never seen a kid 
with one of his own before. The Cohen's must be real rich for David to 
have a twenty dollar bill. 

	David guided him to the playground where they had a basketball 
setup and the park where the kids played softball. At the park David 
took him behind some bushes where the older boys took their girl 
friends. He searched around a little while then pointed out some rolled 
up bits of rubber. David told him they were used condoms. He was 
getting used to David's extrovert personality when David startled him 
by asking a very personal question.

	"How big is your prick? Mine's Three inches long when it's hard."

	Pat blushed at this almost stranger asking a question like that. 
His initial reaction was not to answer but David gave out the 
information about the size of his own prick so he guessed he could tell 
David how big his was. Pat hadn't measured his prick since the last 
time he'd done it with Harry and John. He knew it was bigger now 
because that was over a month ago. 

	"Uh, the last time I measured it was three inches too, but It's 
grown some since then. I guess it's about a quarter inch bigger now." 

	"Gee, I measure mine every day. I can't wait till it gets bigger. 
Do you shoot cum yet? I started about six months ago." 

	Again Pat didn't want to tell this to an almost stranger but he 
couldn't see a way out without seeming to be stuck up. The only ones he 
ever discussed this with had been John and Harry. 

	"Uh, well, I guess I started about the same time." 

	"How often do you jerk off? I do it at least twice a day. Some 
days I do it four or five times." 

	Pat always jerked off, or masturbated as the books he'd read put 
it, more than twice a day. He knew that it was normal for a boy to do 
that from the books, but he thought he did it too often. He promised 
himself, each time, that he wasn't going to do it as often but that 
only lasted until the next time his prick got hard. Now what was he 
going to tell this busybody. 

	"Uh, I guess I do it about that often too." 

	It seemed that David was reading his mind. 

	"Yeh, I think I do it too often and I tell myself that I won't do 
it so much any more, but it doesn't do me any good. It just feels too 
good to stop." 

	"I read in a book that all boys do it, and it's natural to do it, 
so I don't worry too much." 

	Pat was getting a little more comfortable with the conversation 
they were having. Maybe he could get to be good friends with David, 
they did think the same way about some things. 

	David continued the inquisition. "Have you ever seen a naked 
girl?" 

	Pat told the truth. "Only pictures in Penthouse." 

	"I have a fourteen year old sister, Sarah. You'll meet her. A 
couple times she didn't close the bathroom door and I saw her taking a 
shower. It wasn't very clear through the shower stall glass but my 
prick got hard and I had to jerk off. I'd like to get to see more of 
her." 

	"Gee, I guess I'd jerk off if that happened to me too. The only 
girl I ever saw naked was a year old. I wonder what it looks like 
inside that slit girls have." 

	"I have some pictures at home I can show you. Some of them are 
medical pictures but some of them are from dirty magazines and the 
women are holding their cunt open so you can see everything they have 
inside. I wish my sister would let me see her do something like that, 
I'd probably shoot off just looking at her." 

	"Wow! I'd like to see those pictures. In Chicago I sneaked into 
the adult section of the library and I saw some medical pictures there 
but I've never seen those other kind." 

	David showed some hesitancy. He looked at Pat and started to say 
something. He looked at Pat again. "Uh, if I tell you a secret, do you 
promise not to tell anyone?" 

	Pat shrugged, "I don't know anyone and I wouldn't anyway." 

	David was insistent. "Promise?" 

	Pat nodded and said, "Promise." 

	David almost whispered the next statement. "I'm trying to get my 
sister to let me see more." 

	Pat raised his eyebrows, "How are you doing that? There's no way 
you can ask her." 

	David shrugged, "I wish I had the nerve. I left the bathroom door 
open when I took a piss and she peeked in. I always leave the bathroom 
door open now and she peeks almost every time. Maybe she'll leave the 
door open for me."

	Pat gulped and shook his head. "Gee, I'd drop through the floor 
if a girl saw me pissing." 

	David grinned. "I had trouble at first but now I sort of like to 
let her see me. When she peeks it gives me a hard on and I close the 
door and jerk off as soon as she goes away." 

	Pat thought over this information when they arrived back home. He 
wasn't sure he liked David, but it seemed that David knew more about 
girls than he did, and David had those pictures that he wanted to see. 
When David invited him in it was still a couple hours to dinner and Pat 
accepted. 

	Sylvia Cohen made a fuss over Pat and insisted that the two boys 
take some milk and a platter of cookies to David's room. Her philosophy 
was that growing boys needed nourishment. If they weren't eating they 
should be. Pat didn't meet Sarah and he wanted to. He wondered what the 
girl who spied on her brother while he was pissing looked like. 

	They went to David's bedroom and David locked the door. David had 
a desk and a complete PC setup. He unlocked the desk and took out the 
pictures. Pat had seen similar medical pictures but the other pictures 
were something else. His prick got hard and David's pants were pushed 
out in the front too. He was disappointed with the pictures. They 
weren't all that good. He could see some pink but he couldn't make out 
the details as well as he'd like to.

	They went through all of the pictures several times. Pat had to 
piss and he wanted to jerk off. He asked David where the bathroom was 
and he was rather annoyed when David accompanied him. 

	David came in with Pat, closed the door, and pulled out his 
prick. Pat had done this with Harry and John, but he hardly knew David. 
He wanted to jerk off and he couldn't do that with David there. David 
had a hard on too and it was a little smaller than his. David's piss 
started to flow and Pat reluctantly joined him. 

	David milked out the last drops of piss and he got hard again. 
Pat's prick was hard too. David got a ruler out, measured his prick and 
handed the ruler to Pat. Pat measured his prick and found it had grown 
a full half inch to three and a half inches long. 

	David looked at Pat with a quizzical expression, shrugged, spit 
on his hand, and pumped it up and down his hard prick. He looked at Pat 
and said, "I have to jerk off after I look at those pictures or my 
prick won't go down. My balls will start to ache if I don't jerk off. 
Don't you want to jerk off too?" 

	Pat didn't know how to handle this. He wanted to jerk off but 
he'd never done it in front of anyone, not even in front of Harry and 
John, although they had talked about it. He didn't think he could do it 
while David was watching. He still had his prick in his hand and as 
soon as he saw what David was doing it got hard as a rock. If David 
could let him watch while he jerked off he couldn't see any reason he 
couldn't jerk off while David watched. He blushed, spit on his hand, 
and he followed David's lead. 

	Pat watched David pump his hand up and down his prick and found 
he was pumping on his own prick with the same rhythm. He noticed David 
was watching him just as closely as he was watching David. Both boys 
were very young and the nerves in their pricks were very sensitive. 
Watching someone else jerk off was exciting and they didn't take long. 

	Both boys aimed their pricks at the hopper as the cum spurted 
out. Pat didn't know if he liked what was going on but had to admit it 
was exciting jerking off with another boy. He felt he shouldn't but 
expected that he would do it again if David set the pace. 

	David led the way back to his bedroom and locked the door again. 
David had a real neat PC setup with all sorts of hardware and software. 
He showed Pat how to set it up for playing games. They played some 
games and David beat Pat badly at first. Soon Pat caught on to how he 
should manipulate the joy sticks and anticipate what was coming next 
and was doing as well as David. 

	They played some games and David showed Pat some of the other 
features on his PC. Pat wished he had a set up like this. He didn't 
have a PC and he'd really like to have one, maybe he could convince his 
father that it would help him with his school work. David had a modem 
so he could pick files up from bulletin boards, other PC users, and the 
World Wide Web. 

	David looked at Pat speculatively again. "You won't tell anyone 
about this." 

	Pat wondered what was up. "No." 

	They went through the ritual again. "Promise?" "Promise." 

	Again, David lowered his voice to a whisper. "I have something 
even better than those pictures I showed you." 

	Pat was curious. "What do you mean?" 

	David explained. "The people that I talk to through the modem 
didn't know my age and I don't tell them. That way they didn't treat me 
like a kid. I down-loaded some graphics one day, they were pictures of 
men and women doing things to each other. The Internet has a lot of 
graphics too, and they just ask if you're over eighteen. If you click 
on yes they let you download some super stuff. They're really 
something. Do you want to see them?" 

	That was a very foolish question to ask a twelve year old. Of 
course Pat wanted to see them. 

	David did some things with his utilities and said, "I keep these 
files hidden so you can't call them up by accident."

	A picture started to form on the monitor. It slowly got clearer 
and Pat could see that it was a naked man and woman. The man was lying 
on has back and the woman was straddling him. The man's prick was in 
the woman's cunt. Pat knew he was fucking her. You could see part of 
the man's prick but the rest of it was hidden. It had only been a few 
minutes since he'd jerked off but Pat's prick got hard again. 

	David took that graphic off the monitor and called up another. In 
this one a man sat on a couch and a woman knelt in front of him and she 
had the man's prick in her mouth. David unzipped his pants and pulled 
out his prick. He put a box of Kleenex on the desk, spit on his hand, 
and started to jerk off again. 

	He shook his head and said. "I jerk off every time I see that 
one. I wonder what it feels like to have your cock sucked." 

	Pat couldn't help himself he pulled out his prick and jerked off 
too. He also wondered what it felt like to have your cock sucked. David 
grabbed a handful of Kleenex and held it over the head of his prick 
while his hips jerked and he shot off. Pat did the same thing a moment 
later. Pat looked at the time, he was almost late and had to get home. 
He'd see David tomorrow morning on the school bus. They couldn't look 
at the graphics tomorrow afternoon because David took piano lessons but 
the day after they could look at some more of graphics. David told him 
some things they showed people doing and Pat hardly believed people did 
some of the things David described.

	Pat wasn't sure that he liked David. He'd done things with David 
that he'd never done with John and Harry but he liked them more. Maybe 
he would get to like David more. Maybe they'd be best friends. 

	Pat just got home in time for dinner. Robin scolded him mildly 
for his tardiness. She questioned him about his afternoon with David. 
Was he a nice boy? Did he show Pat around the neighborhood? What did 
they do? Did the Cohen's have a nice house? And on, and on. 

	Robin always cross examined Pat about his days but not to this 
extent. Pat didn't have the vocabulary to cover David's extrovert 
personality. The house next door was big. They had four complete 
bathrooms on the second floor and a washroom down stairs. 

	Pat now knew where the park, playground, Seven Eleven, and 
McDonalds were. They were the most important things for a twelve year 
old to know, both for his own convenience and for the convenience of 
being able to run an errand for his mother. 

	Pat wasn't about to tell his mother that they'd looked at dirty 
pictures, measured their pricks, and jerked off together two times. 
When he got to the part about David's PC he was very enthusiastic. 
"Gee, he has a real neat set up. I'd like to have one like that."

	The Leary's had dinner and went in to watch TV. It was the first 
day of school and none of the teachers had given any homework but Pat 
was a good student, he went to his room to look through the textbooks 
that been given. He wanted to compare them to his school books from 
Chicago. He was pleased that they were just about the same level. He 
should have no trouble. 

	The math book was a little strange to him but it was first year 
of geometry so that might explain it. He went over the first part of 
the book several times and it started to make sense. 

	To Pat's disgust, his parents insisted that he be in bed with his 
lights out by nine o'clock. No matter how much he explained and how 
many examples he gave them his parents wouldn't let him stay up later. 
He had to have his lights out by nine. For the first time in his life, 
he was glad of this and he would have them out by nine every night from 
then on. 

	He turned his lights out and lay in bed wondering whether he 
should jerk off. He brought those pictures back to examine them in his 
minds eye. He got to the one where the woman had the man's prick in her 
mouth and decided that he would jerk off when a light came in his 
window. He went over to see where it was coming from. 

	It was the window directly opposite him. It was a big bedroom 
like David's and it had a PC too. It was all pink and frilly so it had 
to be a girl's room. It must be David's sister Sarah's room. He waited 
and watched. 

	There was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She had long 
blond hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a designer jeans that 
stretched over her bottom and was pulled real tight between her legs. 
She had a tank top on that showed off her tits. They were the biggest 
tits he had ever seen. He was paralyzed at the sight of her. Pat's 
mouth dropped open and he just stood there at the window, held his hard 
prick, and watched. 

	Sarah sat down a dresser. She pushed her chest out so that her 
tits looked even bigger. Pat saw the outlines of her nipples. Sarah put 
her hands under her tits and pushed them up higher. Oh, wow! Pat hoped 
Sarah wouldn't close the window blinds before she got undressed. He'd 
used glasses to look in windows but never had this much luck. 

	He watched Sarah preen and massaged the drops of pre cum that 
oozed out of his prick around its head. He'd pump his fist up and down 
his prick right away but maybe Sarah was going to get undressed. It 
would be neat to see her naked when he jerked off. He gently massaged 
the head of his prick and waited. 

	Sarah got up from the dresser and pulled the tank top off over 
her head. She wasn't wearing a bra! Pat was seeing his first live bare 
tits! His hand started to pump but he stopped and let go his prick. 
Maybe she would take her jeans off too. He didn't want to shoot off too 
soon. He knew it would feel even better if Sarah let him see more 
before he jerked off. 

	Sarah unbuckled her belt and pushed her jeans down over her hips. 
She had to wiggle to get them off and Pat had never seen anything so 
sexy. She sheer panties and Pat could see the blond bush between her 
legs. He held on to his throbbing prick. He waited for her to pull down 
her panties. He wished he had his field glasses but they were in his 
closet and he was afraid that if he went to get them Sarah would see 
the motion. 

	He stayed and watched. Sarah turned toward the window and looked 
right at where he was standing. He held his breath and hoped she didn't 
see him. She stood there for a moment and massaged her tits then, much 
to his disappointment, Sarah went into the closet. She came out wearing 
baby doll pajamas. Wow! That wasn't the same as seeing her naked but it 
sure was second best. He could make out her whole figure when she 
walked between the window and the lamp. Pat's hand pumped on his prick. 
Sarah fondled her tits again then she rubbed her hand between her legs.

	That was the last straw. Spurt, spurt, spurt, dribble, dribble, 
dribble; Pat shot his load of cum into his hand. He looked at it and 
licked it off his hand. He'd been doing that for the last month or two 
now. He'd wanted to do it a lot sooner but it had taken him quite a 
while and many false starts before he tasted his cum the first time. 
Now he liked it and was sorry that he'd wasted so much time. 

	Sarah turned off her lamp. Pat got into bed and fingered his limp 
prick. He fell asleep wondering if Sarah would give this show for him 
every night and if she would take her panties off where he could see 
her. It was curious that David was showing his prick to her and she 
wouldn't let him see her, while she was showing herself to Pat who 
thought he was nowhere near ready to let her see him.

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