Learning from an Older Boy

This is how when I was 12,  a helpful older boy let me feel his hard dick.

 It begins on the School bus. People sat in the bus in alphabetical order, which was why this kid was my seat-mate. Although it was still dark outside in the mornings. I could see a lot of times that he was fooling around with the front of his pants. After he got his junk positioned how he wanted it, a place in his pants would be sticking up. Then he put his hand on that place and squeezed it a lot. I would always watch him but pretended I was looking somewhere else. One day he was squeezing like that but started going faster and faster and making the whole front of his pants shake. I could feel movement in the seat. I guess he was jacking off and letting the cum shoot inside his underwear.

Sometimes he just squeezed himself for a while and other times he did the fast shake thing. I was at the age of having a lot of boners but didn't know what you did to a hard dick. I would get a stiffy watching him play with his peter. Maybe he been watching me for a few days or maybe he just noticed I was also rubbing my pants. Finally he leaned over and whispered to me if everything was alright in there. I said yes. It embarrassed me and I quit squeezing. He asked if I wanted to feel his and see how hard it was. I just gave him a little touch that morning.

 Well a few days went by and like usual both of us would be rubbing our dicks. He asked if he could give me a squeeze. When he touched my stiffie it was like sparks went off in my body! Before long we felt of each other's dick every morning on the bus ride. He did not jack off every morning, but some days I could tell that he was doing that weird thing to his pants. He would rub and squeeze and shake real fast and sometimes stretch his legs out real stiff. He would stop for a minute and let me feel the lump in his pants and he would feel me too. Then he would bang around real fast for a few minutes.

One day he opened his zipper and pulled his dick out and whispered for me to feel the real thing. That day he put a handkerchief over his lap and did the jerky thing. After that he brought a handkerchief almost every day. He would put it over his dick and everything would shake for a while. He would stop and let me see or feel, and he would feel me too. Then he worked on his erection some more. After he was through he would fold up the handkerchief and put his dick back in his pants. I didn't know what he was doing but I felt real happy that he let me feel and that he would give me a feel too.

He was about two years older than me and I liked him a lot. I wondered about him after I discovered how to jack off. He must have gone on to high school by then.

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