I don't know how old I was when Ronny and I began to play together, but I can remember at about age 7 we began innocent sex play with each other, and that we both were curious about each other's equipment.

Our play consisted mostly of pulling our pants down in my basement or his, and showing off our little boners. A couple of times Ronny pulled his foreskin back, and that really peaked my interest.

It wasn't until we were about 10 that we started to do more. It started one night when he spent the night at my house. Our nights together were usually at my house, since he shared a room with his younger brother, and there wasn't much room or privacy. This particular night was warm, so we were laying in my bed with just our underwear on. As we had done many times before, Ronny peeled his underwear off, and I did the same. We played with ourselves a bit, and both got erections. Then Ronny started pulling his foreskin back and forth. He kept doing it for a while, as though he had a purpose in mind, and I could see that the head of his penis, which looked wet and more red than mine, was getting redder.

After doing it for a few minutes, Ronny stopped and asked, "You ever do this?"

"How could I," I answered, "I don't have the loose skin you do."

"No, I mean rub it for a long time, until it feels real good."

"No, I'm not sure what you mean."

"Look, if you rub it for a while, it starts getting more sensitive, and after a while it jerks, and feels real good. Wanna see?"

"Yeah," I said, wondering what he meant.

Ronny lay back and relaxed, and returned to pulling his skin back and forth, rubbing his penis. I watched, and rubbed mine as much like he did as I could. After a while, I could see him tense, and suddenly he stopped, holding his hand firmly on his penis, and I could see it jerk several times. From the look on Ronny's face, I could tell he was enjoying it.

Ronny lay there very still for a couple of minutes, then opened his eyes and looked at me. "That felt really good. You should try it."

So I lay back like he had done, and clumsily rubbed my penis like he had. After a short time, it did start to feel good, and as I kept it up, I felt an odd tension building up in my crotch. Suddenly it happened: My penis jerked in my hand, and the sensation was tremendous! It felt like my whole body was super-sensitive, and the throbbing felt great.

"Wow, that felt good. How long have you been doing that?"

"A little while, but it's hard to find the privacy to do it, with Bobby sleeping in my room. I usually wait until real late, when he's asleep, and do it as quietly as I can."

Well, that little trick became one of our staple activities when we were together alone. When we joined Scouts and started going camping, we always shared my tent, and of course did it every night and most mornings. It was great.

By the time we were 12 or so, both of us started ejaculating, which was a new wrinkle. We both started keeping washcloths under our mattresses for cleaning up, and when we went camping, we took them with us.

But when summer camp came, we shared a much larger tent with six other kids, some older, some younger. I couldn't figure out a way to jack off with such a lack of privacy. On the fourth day, Ronnie and I were walking alone back from the swimming beach, and I said to him, "Boy, I keep wanting to jack off, but can't with everyone around us. I think I'm going to burst, or even worse, have a wet dream."

"That's not a problem for me," Ronny replied, smiling. "I figured out a way to do it that doesn't make any noise at all. With Bobby in my room, I had to figure out how to do it without waking him up, so what I do is lay on my side and very slowly rub my foreskin back and fort. When I'm about ready to shoot, I give it a few quick jerks, and off I go. I have my washcloth right there, and shoot into it so I don't have to clean up the mess."

"Wow, that really works?"

"Yeah. Watch me tonight. I'll do it when everyone is still awake, and I bet you won't be able to see or hear a thing."