Dee part one

A few weeks into summer vacation before I was starting 9th grade, high school, a new family moved in across the street and a few doors down. Curious, I sat across the street to check them out as they unloaded their Uhaul. I wasn't there long when I saw Dee for the first time.

Right off, I saw there was something different about him, in the way he was built and the way he moved. I couldn't put my finger on what is was, except that deep down I knew there was something 'off' about him.

He walked out the open front door, took a few steps then stopped and looked at me, gave a small wave then went to the Uhaul to get another box, glancing over at me the entire time. I watched him go back and forth from the Uhaul and his new home until they were all done at which time his stepdad closed the door.

Seeing they were done I was about to go back home when the door opened and he walked out. Without any hesitation, he walked across the street to where I was still sitting and came up to me. He said "Hi" in a soft lispy voice and told me his name. I greeted him and told him my name just as his stepdad opened the door and yelled from him to come home and finish helping unpack.

In the short time we had, I got a good look at him. He was a few inches taller than me, a couple years older (he was 15) and a little overweight, like me but in a different way. Where I am more husky and evenly proportioned, he had slightly narrow shoulders, a little belly but hips that were wider than most guys. His eyes were bit close-set, his cheeks a little round and he had unusually fat lips.

I didn't see him for a couple of days, not until he came out one night while I was smoking weed in my front yard. We saw each other at the same time, and he walked over. As he was walking, I realized he swayed his hips and held his hands up a little, reminding me of the way a girl moved.

Dee came over at sat next to me and I offered him my joint. He accepted it and we talked about the neighborhood and then about him going to a new school. We were talking about being nervous about the first day at a new school. I was starting high school so I could relate. I had said how much I dreaded it and then he said something odd. He said gym class would make up for it, which I thought was odd because he looked about as athletic as me.

The next night we met up again at his house and smoked a joint he had. He said he had a pool and that we should go swimming one night, adding we could skinny-dip. I laughed at his joke and said it would be fun, more to seem cool than actually wanting to, though it really did sound fun.

We met up every night and we got to know each other. Dee was the strangest boy I had every met, especially because he was very girlish, which intrigued me. I was so fascinated with him, I didn't notice that he was as intrigued by me, or that he would sit closer each night and that he would constantly touch me, on my arm and leg when he said anything to me. I realized it one night while I was telling him about something and he stared at me the whole time with a smile, then reached up and brushed back my hair, saying he liked seeing my face.
About a week had gone by when he appeared at my house one night, something he had never done before. TBH, I was sussing him out and purposely kept him a way from my friends and family. I was in my room listening to music so that a where we went. We sat on my bed talking when he told how exciting it was to be in my bedroom, then pushed down on it and made it squeak. He said something about how we could get caught because it was so loud.

I laughed then laid back on my bed. Dee joined me, propped up on an elbow and said he could see my stomach because my shirt had pulled up a little. Being self conscious of my belly, I sent to pull it down but he pushed it back up, further than it had been and said he thought it was cute.

As he said it he put his hand on on my belly and left it there, rubbing me softly. When I didn't push it away, he movie it down to the top of my belt buckle. He caressed me lightly with his fingertips, and before I knew it he was slipping his fingers down the front of my jeans and whispered "Dare me?"

I pushed up on my elbows as he tried to get down my pants but couldn't because of my belt. He asked again if I dared him and I nodded slightly, unable to speak because my mouth was suddenly really dry. Without hesitation, Dee sat up unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans and pulled down my zipper, then opened my fly and I felt his hand slip down under my briefs.

I was lightheaded and unsure as he moved this hand further down my pants. He did it slowly, watching me the whole time until I felt his finger touch and caress the head of my penis. As soon as he did I pulled his hand out and sat up, telling him to leave. A half hour later my mom and and asked what was wrong with Dee; he had come back crying band asking her why I was being so mean toward him.

The next night, we hung out and he had to remind me he had touched my dick. I got angry and told him to shut up about it, so he offered to smoke a joint with me so I mellowed out. Then Dee offered to give me a backrub, saying he was really good at it. I turned him down but he kept bugging me so I eventually said okay.

Dee jumped up another held out his hand to help me up. I took it but once I was up he didn't let go and instead led me to his step dads old camper. He tried to open it but it was locked. He yanked on it and pulled it open. We got inside and he took me to the bed over the cab of the truck and told me to get up on it.

He followed me and had me lie on my stomach and began to massage my shoulders and back. He was really good and I was enjoying it so much that when he pulled up on my shirt and asked me to take it off, I let him. He massaged me more, but this time he would run his hands all over my back. He moved down to my legs, rubbing my calves and shin then he began massaging my butt, which I really liked.

At some point he leaned close and suggested I take my pants off because it would feel better. I don't know why I rolled over but I did and he undid my pants and helped me out of them. I rolled back onto my belly and he went back to massaging my butt. I felt his fingers brush the under sides of my balls but thought it was accidental. TBH, it was the first time anyone had touched me like that and I liked it.

Then Dee leaned in again and pulled at the waistband of my briefs and whispered to take then off. I said if I was going to be names then he had to be too. He took off his clothes then helped me take off my briefs. I found it really exciting that we were both naked, and I love the feel of his hands on my bare butt, even when his fingers brushed my balls several times.

Dee gave my butt a light slap, telling me to roll over so he could do my front, which I wasn't sure I wanted to do because I had an erection. As he waited Dee ran his hands over my butt and slipped his hand under me, touching my hard on. He made a funny sound then said he wanted to see it he o I rolled over, exposing my stiff cock and my balls.

Dee massaged me ever around my genitals then curled his fingers around my cock and rubbed his thumb over my glans. He stroked me a little then shifted down on the bed and before I knew it my cock was engulfed in an incredible warm, wet softness. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt; he sucked gently, swirling his tongue and sliding his fat soft lips up and down my stiff shaft.

He stopped after a short time and asked me if I liked it. I pushed up on my elbows and nodded. I also noticed he had an erection which I thought was odd. He told me to promise I wouldn't tell anyone and I agreed not to, thinking but a weird question because it wasn't something I wanted anyone to know.

Dee went back to giving me oral and it wasn't long before I felt the churning in my balls telling me I was going to cum. I didn't want him to get mad so I told him I was going to cum but that made him suck me harder and faster. I tried to hold it back but it was too overwhelming and I exploded in his mouth.

It was the hardest I had ever cum from jacking off. I flooded his mouth with my first load. To my surprise instead of getting mad at me, Dee sucked harder and swallowed loudly. I shot five or six more times and he kept swallowing. As I finished the head if my dick got really sensitive and I couldn't take it so I tried to pull him off but he kept milking me. He finally sat up grinning and smacking his lips.

I wasn't sure what to do next because he hadn't cum. I didn't know I would be willing to do anything about it but then Dee kissed my dick, said he needed some ice cream and jumped down. We got dressed and left the camper, both of us going home.