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Jen's Hand Job
by Vijay Martinez (lobo_loco_6666@hotmail.com)
Last revision 08/16/04

***

A girl I met online wanted to meet me in real life.  I 
was nervous but I agreed to let her come to my 
apartment.  This is a true story about that encounter. 
(Mf-teen, ped, mast)

***

I don’t know if I ought to be writing this, but, if 
just for the thrill, why not? Maybe someone somewhere 
might find it as hot as I do. Maybe not... Still, I 
think, this might be dangerous.

Back in 2001, when ff.net still allowed x-rated 
stories, I posted a true story about jerking off. It 
got reviews and I got emails about it. But it was one 
reader/writer whose messages always grabbed my 
attention. I won’t reveal her name, so let’s just call 
her Jen.

She told me things and I told her things. Wish I kept 
those messages; I don’t remember everything, but I do 
recall telling her stuff like, how her fan-fics gave me 
wood and how they were great to jack off to. I also 
recall her asking me about my cock and balls; she 
wanted descriptions and I was more than happy to 
satisfy her curiosity.

And although I always asked her age, she wouldn’t reply 
directly only that she was very sexually experienced.

I was new to the internet and reckless but I was aware 
of undercover stings. So it worried me that I could be 
in for a rude setup. I was very, very careful but I was 
just as horny and I admit I let my better judgment go 
to waste. Especially after she insisted that we meet 
somewhere.

I waited a few days, thinking about it over and over 
and then I decided, come what may, I would not let such 
an opportunity slip away. Besides, she was just as 
perverted as me. She couldn’t be part of a sting.... I 
suggested she visit me at the apartment I was staying 
at; I gave directions (she did not live far away) and 
arranged a time we could be alone.

On the date of our meeting I waited anxiously. I paced 
around the living room, over and over. I looked out of 
the window just to see if there were any cop 
cars...until it occurred to me that the police might 
not use marked vehicles.

The time came and went and nothing happened.

Ten minutes later the buzzer rang -- it was such a 
shock I almost wet myself -- I buzzed back, letting who 
or whatever it was enter the building. In the free 
moments between this and that, I grabbed a new shirt, 
loosened my sweats and washed my face. I wanted to look 
presentable for what was sure to be my upcoming arrest.

A knock! I stopped and sighed as a rush of adrenaline 
coursed through my system. I opened the door without a 
look through the peephole. I sighed again and laughed 
as the tension that only I felt vanished.

"So, you must be Jen, huh? Wow, just wow!" I shook my 
head. She smiled and nodded. I couldn’t believe it. 
"Come in, come in!" She entered and I shut the door. 
"Wow! I would have..."

"Yeah, that’s why I didn’t tell you my age. Didn’t want 
to scare you."

"You’re young. Young. Still in high school?"

"I’ll be a junior this September. Hope you’re not 
upset."

"Upset?" I chuckled. We were standing under the lights 
of the hall that connected the front door to the 
kitchen and the living room. "Not at all! Wasn’t 
expecting a fifteen-year-old, Jen. It’s dangerous, you 
know, I could be arrested just for this boner."

I pointed to the bulge between my legs. She looked and 
as she stared my dick throbbed. I didn’t have much of a 
tent, though, my briefs prevented it. Instead it was my 
cock head that poked prominently. She smiled, covering 
her lips with the back of her hand.

"Can I kiss you?" I asked. Her face was soft and smooth 
with absolutely gorgeous Asian features. She nodded. I 
moved slowly, I wanted her to feel comfortable so I 
didn’t press my body onto hers or anything like that. I 
just planted a kiss on her check. "Man, I’m gonna rip 
through my underwear if this continues."

She laughed again -- and that time she moved her hand 
from her face to my crotch. Her fingers clutched around 
the jetting knob of my dick head, squeezing it gently. 
Lost in ecstasy, I gasped unable to control my body’s 
reactions. My glans pulsated and my hips bucked.

"You’ve been hard, huh?"

"All day, all day. Since I awoke I’ve been mostly 
stiff. Wonder if you could, er, help me with that."

She stifled a giggle and palmed about my bulge until 
she got a better feel of my ball sack.

"Did you jack off last night?"

"Yeah, just like you asked me, but I really don’t think 
it’ll help it last longer," I explained through quick, 
dry breaths, my face already deep red from the 
incredible, exciting attention she gave my package. 

"It’s been years since I’ve been with a teenager like 
this. It won’t take me long to blow my load at this 
rate."

She sighed, realizing, I think, that I was right. She 
hugged me tightly, running her hands up and down my 
back under my shirt. I sure think she was as excited as 
I was about the whole encounter. 

"Hope I’m not a total disappointment."

At times like that, when girls felt me up, I wish I 
could have been more muscular.

"Did you get my picture?"

She smiled looking at me. "You mean your cock picture?" 
She kissed my cheek. "I’ve seen so many, I, they’re 
like a blur to me, they’re all the same to me. Hope 
you’re not."

"No, no, I understand. But, I mean, you wanna take a 
quick peek? Like I said, it’s been so long since a 
young girl’s toyed with my balls."

She patted my butt and stepped back. She grasped the 
waistband of my sweats and pulled my pants down to my 
knees. I eased them off the rest of the way with my 
legs and feet. I took off my shirt. I wasn’t naked, my 
briefs still clothed my cock and balls, but I was so 
erect the outline of my dick was clearly visible 
through the fabric of my underwear.

Again she grasped -- now the waistband of my briefs -- 
and pulled my g-string down to expose just the start of 
my pubes and the base of my cock. 

I moaned. I trembled, I shook. I put my hands onto my 
butt, my legs spreading, my knees weakening. I was just 
standing there, more or less naked and vulnerable to a 
clothed girl, dominated by a teenager. I gasped -- the 
entire time she exposed me must have been only a few 
moments but it seemed longer and I was in heaven.

"You’re driving me crazy!" I cried.

She released my waistband and held my left hand. I 
bundled my discarded clothes under my right arm. We 
walked together into the living room.

She sat on the sofa and I stood in front of her, my 
knees next to hers atop the cushions.

"Like what you saw, huh?" I asked.

"It’s adorable, it’s a good-looking cock," she said, 
smiling and rubbing my outer thighs. "You sent me a 
great description, you were really honest."

"I’m really open about my body, even the embarrassing, 
private parts. So you get a lot of exaggerations, huh?"

"Most guys aren’t very honest. This one idiot told me 
he could fuck for like ten minutes but, man, he came 
the moment he got into my cunt. Totally useless."

"I’m sorry we don’t last long."

She teased me playfully, covering my package with her 
hands over my briefs. I was excited but flaccid.

"Don’t be sorry. I finger myself to a lot of what 
you’ve said, you know."

"Does it make you cum?"

She nodded. "Lots of times!"

I laughed. "So it’s like I fuck you, in away. Hm, I 
guess I cum for you, too, in a way."

I wished I used a video camera but I was lucky to have 
a tape recorder and luckier that she agreed to let me 
use it. Just incase I wanted write a story about the 
encounter. I like getting facts and details right.

"You’re stuff’s awesome. I’ve always wondered what sex 
felt like for girls."

"You jack off to it?"

"All the time." I rubbed along the length of my dick. 
"And since you said you wanted to meet me I’ve been 
jacking off about this."

She laughed, squeezing my butt.

"I like you." She stoked my rod with her hands. "So you 
like cumming in front of girls?"

"Yeah, it makes me feel alive."

She tugged at my briefs, exposing my privates. I must 
have been turning several shades of red.

"What’s like the youngest girl you’ve showed this to?"

"Twelve," I confessed. "She was a friend of my sister."

"You like ‘em young, huh?" she teased.

"No," I blushed. "It’s just how it worked out."

She rubbed my inner thighs; I stroked her hair.

"Here," I moaned under my breath. I pulled off my 
briefs. "Finally got that boner down thanks to you." I 
kissed her cheek. "Oh, oh! And there it goes again!"

I looked down pretending horror as my little, two-inch 
cock sputtered back to life.

"Make he grow, Jen! Please! I wanna grow in your 
hands," I pleaded, begging, whining.

Laughing, she teased: "You sound like a kid when you do 
that."

With one hand she cupped my balls, with the other she 
held my dick head.

I winced as she massaged my foreskin. "When I do this?" 
I replied through a wild, pained grimace. She giggled. 
I knew she was enjoying my whole display. "Wow! Wow! 
That feeling is so awesome, Jen, oh, wow!" By that time 
I was stuttering through tears, panting and gasping. 
"Oh, wow!"

She rubbed my foreskin with her thumb and middle 
finger. Her massaging consisted of drawing my foreskin 
up to a tapered ‘lip’ and rolling it down to expose my 
glans.

"You’re just like a little boy getting all excited." 
The way she kept her cool really turned me on.

"You don’t know what you’re doing to me!" I blurted out 
quickly. "More, more!"

As she spoke and played my penis lengthened and grew 
stiffer and stiffer.

"My balls," I heaved, barely able to speak more than a 
couple of words per breath. "Feel my balls... 
throbbing... throbbing!"

She nodded, squeezing my testicles.

"What are you feeling now?" she asked.

"You’re driving me insane," I stuttered. She was 
pumping the cum out of my ball sack with every stroke 
of her fingers. "Kiss my cock, Jen! Please!"

Tugging my foreskin back all the way -- and sending a 
shiver up my body -- she pressed my pee hole against 
her lips. 

"I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!"

I was still ‘standing’ with my knees on the couch 
cushions. But now I spread my legs as far as possible 
to straddle her so close my scrot brushed against her 
jeans. In that position my cock stood straight up. She 
took my shirt and placed it under my package across her 
lap. She gripped my dick so tightly and stroked so 
rapidly, she rubbed my entire penis raw and red -- and 
drove me right over the edge.

I grasped her shoulders. I held my breath and clenched 
my teeth. I struck a sudden, contorted pose and 
remained absolutely still -- my body tense, tight. The 
sense of urgency itching just under my pee hole was 
intensified by the pressure of her fingers as she 
jacked me off with a tighter and tighter grip. And I 
felt that particular area of my penis swell as my first 
was of cum shot into the air.

She stopped her stroking at the moment my glans was 
exposed -- just at the moment to see my eruption.

I lost track of how many times I squirted -- my mind 
was a total blur as she continued her hand job. I 
gasped and shook, my whole body trembled with every 
jerk of her fingers.

"That was intense, you’re good, damn good." Still 
heaving and shivering, I moved to the side, one knee on 
the sofa, one leg on the floor. "Do I have another 
satisfied customer, huh? Did you like it, Jen? Did you 
like seeing me squirt like that?"

She laughed breaking into giggles as she teased my 
deflated cock with a few, gentle pinches.

"Awesome. Watching you squirm almost made me cum."

"Was that your favorite part?"

She smiled. "Hm, my favorite part, the first time I 
touched your cock in the hall. My second favorite part 
was when I played with your foreskin. It’s soft, I like 
soft."

I smiled, coming out of my high. "When I saw how young 
you were, I got an instant boner. Just, bang, up it 
went. You gave me a thrill. Wow!" I looked at my cock. 
I cupped my balls, rolling my scrot between my fingers. 
"I’ll be jacking off to this for a while. A long 
while."

She kissed my limp, soft cock as I fondled myself.

"I’ve got to do this again, I am so wet, I... thanks 
for not treating me like a little kid. I was afraid 
you’d see me and send me away."

"Oh, don’t worry, just glad you didn’t run and scream 
when I pointed to my bulge. I’d love to do this again."

She got up, removing my shirt now soggy with my cum -- 
all my load ended up there.

"I guess I’ve got to go."

I covered my privates with my shirt and walked her to 
the door. Just as she was about to open it, she turned. 
I shifted my crumpled shirt and exposed my spent 
equipment. With my free hand I retracted my foreskin 
and pointed my cock head at her face. She rubbed the 
tip of my sore, rough pee hole with her finger. I 
stirred; she kissed me and left. (I know there was 
stuff said but I totally forgot it.)

And that’s about all I’m at liberty to say, so, err, 
Jen, if you’re out there, you can contact me any time 
:) 

END

Send comments, questions, or anything to me at 
lobo_loco_6666@hotmail.com

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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