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Playing Dead
by Jacob (behindboys@xmission.com)

***

My first sexual experience occurred when I was about 
six and a neighbor boy introduced me to touching. He 
was five years older than me and I greatly admired him. 
I would follow him around at every chance I had, 
envying his size and strength. To a six year old boy he 
seemed to have a complete mastery of his world and was 
the epitome of the word "cool". (bb, youths, 1st-gay-
expr, anal, true) 

***

Author Note: This is a story about a true life 
experience. It does involve sexual behavior between two 
boys. If this type of story is offensive to you please 
do not feel obligated to read it. Otherwise, enjoy! 

***

My recollection of these events are clouded and shady. 
But I remember him leading me into a near by group of 
trees by a cannel bank. Fall was in the air and it was 
a brisk day. He began with a game of truth or dare. He 
eventually dared me to pull down my pants. I did as he 
commanded. 

Standing there naked in front of him was embarrassing, 
but also very arousing. He touched and played with my 
penis. He then made me run up an down the empty cannel 
with my pants down. I knew what I was doing was wrong, 
but I enjoyed the adrenaline that rushed threw my veins 
at the excitement of the situation. 

In my young mind, I had a difficult time dealing with 
the contradicting feelings of guilt and pleasantness 
that came from that experience. Nevertheless, despite 
on-going thoughts about sexual stuff and touching I was 
determined not to do anything naughty again. And I 
didn't, until several years later. I was probably about 
ten. 

I had blond hair, blue eyes, and smooth semi-tanned 
body. I was pretty active and athletic and had some 
tone to my body muscles. I was still a couple of years 
away from puberty. Craig, a peer from school invited to 
a sleep over. He too was about ten, with a slender 
build and dark brown hair. He wore glasses and was not 
really know for his athletic ability. But he was very 
smart and cleaver. However, Craig was not a kid that I 
thought would be into doing anything sexual. He was 
always proper and was never know for getting into 
trouble. 

We were mere acquaintances at school, so I was 
surprised when he called and invited me to spend the 
night. I went with no intentions of doing anything but 
normal ten year old boy stuff. I arrived and he showed 
me where to put my sleeping bag and clothes. His family 
was financially well-off and he gladly took me on a 
tour to show off all his cool toys. We played video 
games, watched He-man cartoons, and ate pizza. All-in-
all it was a very enjoyable evening. 

His parents were home, but being an only child, Craig 
had the basement all to himself. As the evening wore on 
he suggested that we get ready for bed. He rolled out 
two sleeping bags in the main play room in the 
basement. We took turns changing into our pajamas in 
the bathroom and slipped into the sleeping bag ready to 
catch some Z's. Craig left the lights on and sat down 
next to me. We continued talking about stuff like 
school, cartoons, and such. 

Then suddenly Craig flipped over on his back, on top of 
his sleeping bag, with his legs stretched out and his 
arms rigidly at his side. With a mischievous grin on 
his face he said "I am dead and you can do anything you 
want to me." I was stunned by this strange submission 
and asked him to repeat himself. Again he said with 
some pleasure, "I am dead and you can do anything you 
want to me." 

A thousand thoughts instantly raced through my mind. 
"What were his intentions? He couldn't be thinking 
about doing something sexual." But it sure felt like 
it, by the pleasurable look of anticipation that was 
spread across his face. 

Though I was very aroused by his request, I though I 
had better play it safe. Being a silly ten year old boy 
I took a couple of blankets and buried his body with 
them. I though that seemed appropriate if he was 
playing dead! He struggled to get his head out of the 
blankets gasping for air. 

With a cough he explained, "But you can't do that to 
me." Again he assumed his vulnerable position and 
awaited my next move. I wasn't quite sure what to do. I 
was very aroused and was sporting a full-on erection. I 
was also curious if touching is what he had in mind. 
But I wasn't sure, and it seemed like a very big risk 
to take. Also, my conscious was reminding me that I had 
committed to not doing anything naughty again. 

Then an idea came to me and I quickly acted upon it. I 
reach over and started to slid his socks off. He showed 
no resistance and I slowly set the socks down on his 
face. He reached up and brushed them off his face and 
said, "You can't put anything over my face." Again he 
lay out and waited for my next move. 

My confidence was growing and my restraint weakened. I 
slowly moved up his body, grabbed the bottom of his 
shirt from around his hips and slowly started to pull 
it up. The smile on his face got bigger and I was now 
completely convinced of what he was after. I slowly 
worked the shirt up and lifted his arms above his head 
to ease it off. 

After I got the shirt off he pulled his hands back down 
to his side again. I looked at his small smooth chest. 
And I rubbed my hands across it. I was completely 
turned-on by the situation. The control, his 
submission, the thought of being completely 
uninhibited! I was enjoying the moment but wanted the 
pressure and tension to continue to build. 

I noticed that his penis was tented up in his pajama 
bottoms. He would occasionally look down to see what 
was happening, and then look back up to the ceiling as 
if to keep what would happen next a complete surprise. 
I slowly reach my hand down under the top of his pajama 
bottom and quickly pulled them down and off his feet. 

I looked down to see him only in his white undies and 
the clear outline of his dick poking up. My heart was 
beating fast as I reach down to remove his final layer 
of clothes, when suddenly he sat up and said, "wait" 
and he dashed over by the door and turned out the 
lights. For a brief second I though that he was going 
to back out and go tell on me. But when he laid back 
down in his original position I was relieved. 

The moon light brightly shinning through the basement 
window allowed me to still completely see him. So I 
continued. I slowly pealed down his under wear and 
threw them across the room. His toes and fingers began 
twitching with pleasure and further anticipation. I 
could clearly see his 4" dick standing strait up and 
laying flat on his stomach.

His small balls were dangling between his legs and the 
skin around them was wrinkling and adjusting to the 
temperature changes. I wasted little time, and reached 
out to feel him. I lifted his penis off his stomach. It 
felt warm and firm. I let go and it slapped back to his 
belly. He sighed with pleasure. I also touched his 
balls and slowly swirled them around in my hand. The 
skin that surrounded them slowly began to become smooth 
and silky. 

Then he sat up and said, "OK, your turn." 

I lay down on my back and piece by piece he stripped me 
of my clothes. I now understood why Craig seemed to 
enjoy having me take his clothes off. Slowly I felt 
more and more vulnerable to him. And the tension of 
anticipation when he slipped my underwear off was 
delightful. 

He reached over and played with my penis and balls for 
several minutes. I moaned and spread my legs in 
response. Then he laid down again next to me. We sat 
silently for what seemed an eternity. I couldn't 
believe that this was happening. Again I reached over 
and felt him and rubbed his penis between my fingers. 
Then he would do the same to me. 

After about ten minutes of doing this he said, "OK, 
you're dead and I can do anything I want to you." 

I agreed and laid back wondering what he had in mind. 
He rolled me over on my stomach and I had to reach down 
to make sure that I didn't smash my pulsating dick. I 
laid flat down and I could hear him get up behind me. 
He touched my ass checks and pushed them apart. Then I 
could feel something probing and pushing against my boy 
hole. 

It took me a second to realize that it was his penis 
and not some other object that he was stuffing in. I 
was nervous. I had heard of anal sex, but I wasn't 
planning on doing it. 

Craig must have sensed my nervousness and told me to 
relax. It did hurt a little, but I was completely 
aroused by the thought of what he was doing. He 
completed putting it all the way in and then lay down 
on my back. The heat, pressure and sensation of skin on 
skin was wonderful. 

He started pumping. I could hear him moaning and I 
could feel his breathing increase as he kept saying, 
"Oh wow," over and over again.

I could feel his penis working in and out of my hole. 
The nerves in that part of my body started going 
ballistic with activity. He continued for about five 
minutes. I continued to adjust and enjoy the experience 
more and more. Then he got off and while puffing for 
air he laid back down on his back. 

Then I looked to him and asked him what it felt like. 
He said, "That feels so good." And he turned over 
inviting me to experience it for myself. I sat up and 
crawled over between his legs. I copied him and pushed 
his checks apart with my hands. His body was so smooth 
and soft. I reached down and grabbed my dick and 
started probing his crack for the opening. 

I found the hole with my finger and then guided my 
hard-on to the spot. I worked my dick in and was 
overwhelmed by the sense of warmth. It was tight and 
the pressure around my penis felt good. I lay on top of 
him and started pumping. 

I could feel my nuts slapping against his ass. I loved 
the closeness and the warmth of another human body next 
to mine. My dick felt wonderful and I started pumping 
more until an overwhelming sensation came over me. I 
grunted and Craig moaned. The fact that we were both 
sharing the intensity of the event together was 
amazingly impressionable. 

After I was expensed I rolled over and lay down next to 
him. Neither of us were able to have ejaculation's. But 
the experience of the event seemed satisfying enough. 
We didn't say much and just lay there until we drifted 
into sleep. 

Craig and I never did anything like that again. We were 
still friends, but never talked about the events of 
that night. But they made an incredible impression on 
me and took my sex-drive into a new level. 

I continued to feel guilty about what I had done. But 
the pleasure was so powerful that I would look for new 
opportunities to do it again.

END

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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