Something about him attracted me as soon as we first met. He was tall for his age, but thin. He had sandy blond hair, cut medium length, and lively blue eyes that sparkled when he talked to me. His face was round, with high cheekbones and a button nose. He had on shorts that showed his legs to be long and lanky, with a shape like a young girl. He wore a loose polo shirt open modestly at the neck, and the bone and muscle structure of his neck and collarbone were well defined.

The first night as we got ready for bed, he put on shortie PJs. The top was a pull-over, with a V-neck, and the shorts were quite short, with two snaps at the fly. They were thin cotton, and looked very soft. As he pulled off his boxers to put his PJs on, I noticed he wasn't circumcised, which interested me since all my friends were. I don't think I'd ever seen anyone uncircumcised up close before. His penis was a lot smaller than mine, but pretty good sized for his age. Instead of hanging limply, it pointed out from his body at about a 45 degree angle. The foreskin over the head made it look a little longer than it really was. His balls hung freely, unlike most kids his age whose balls snugged up into their crotch.

I don't know why I was so intrigued, but I kept thinking about how cute he was, and how I wanted to see more of him.

It was a fairly warm night, so just before we hopped into bed, he pulled his top off and pulled just a sheet over himself. Before long he had pulled the sheet back so it just covered his lower body, and soon it was only over his feet. He fell asleep quickly.

I lay there looking at Bobby in the gentle light coming in the window from the streetlight, as his breathing settled into a slow, deep, rhythm. He was out cold. Must have had a long, tiring day. His body was perfect. Not an ounce of fat on him. His stomach muscles defined a clear V as they descended toward his crotch, which was enticingly hidden by the thin cotton of his shorts. I could see a small mound where his penis would be. I longed to look more closely.

Carefully and slowly, I got out of bed. My heart was in my throat. I had never done anything like this. I tiptoed to the side of Bobby's bed and got down on my knees. He was laying flat on his back, arms and legs splayed across the bed, obviously in a deep sleep. Holding my breath, I reached out and gently placed my palm flat over his crotch, and could feel his firm little penis laying over to one side. I was really excited; my heart pounding and my own penis stiff......(cont)