"You want it tickled?"

Changing the subject, may I tell how my friend and I discovered sexual companionship? I had a bestie named Jeff when I was in middle school. We were incredible friends who did everything together with one important exception: we were not yet sexually aware.

One thing we really loved was to have sleepovers with each other.

So one night we were in bed together. As usual we had nothing on but briefs. Jeff asked me just as innocent as anything, if I wanted him to tickle me. We had done quite a bit of tickling in the past, gently touching every area of skin except an unspoken limit - no tickling what was hidden in our underwear.


On this night we took turns as usual and raised goosebumps all over our tender bodies. After a while we seemed finished - we had tickled everything that wasn't off limits. But in some unexplainable way I think both of us realized for the first time that maybe there was more.

I was wondering what might happen if... if... and then I realized that I couldn't complete the thought because doing what I was thinking about might ruin our friendship. Mustn't let Jeff know, I swore.

At that very moment a miracle occurred. Jeff whispered to me "How's your weenie?"

This was something we had never talked about. I gave him a generic answer: "Fine."

We lay together in silence. My heart was pounding and I imagine his was also. I decided to ask another question: "You want it tickled?"

That sleepover changed our lives. I tickled Jeff's crotch. He tickled mine. We zeroed in on our balls and then our dicks. For the longest time we gave each other the feelies, becoming more and more horny without knowing what was happening.

It would another year before we ejaculated, but our little stiffies loved all the pre-pubertal attention that we learned to give each other. Tickling our weenies and balls became a major focus of our young lives.

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