When Paul was nine years old he had a best friend named Ricky. They spent the night together a lot. During one of the first Saturday nights together, Ricky showed Paul something he had learned, though he didn't say where.

It was a cold winter night, and the boys were huddled under blankets on the fold-out sofa bed. It was about ten pm and Ricky's parents, both early risers, had already been asleep for an hour. "Does your thing ever get hard?" asked Ricky.

"Sometimes," said Paul.

"Do you play with it?"

"Sometimes."

Ricky started wriggling under the covers.

"What are you doing over there?" Paul asked.

"Give me your hand," said Ricky. He put Paul's hand on his bare, erect penis. Paul giggled, but didn't take his hand away.

"I'm naked," whispered Ricky. "Take off your pajamas too."

Paul got a boner almost immediately as he took off his pajama shirt and pants. Ricky reached over and rubbed Paul's hard little dick. The boys rubbed each other for a while, then Ricky turned towards Paul. "Turn over this way and move closer to me." Paul did. The boys were face to face, almost embracing. Then Ricky pushed his hips forward and rubbed his erection against Paul's crotch. Paul reciprocated. Then Ricky did pull Paul to him and hug him tightly, still thrusting his hips. Paul continued to respond - this was the best thing he had ever felt.

Then Ricky kissed Paul and Paul kissed him back. While they were kissing (really no more than just repeated pecks on the lips, cheeks and chin), Ricky's hand swept down Paul's back, sending thrills of sensation up Paul's spine. Ricky rubbed Paul's little ass and ran his fingers across and between the cheeks. Paul again copied Ricky's actions. It was so thrilling and wonderful that he thought his little hard penis would explode with excitement.

"Let me show you something else," Ricky said. "Lay back on your back."

Paul obeyed, and Ricky scooted down under the covers to take Paul's penis in his mouth. Paul closed his eyes and moaned while Ricky sucked and licked the little shaft. After a few minutes, Ricky said that it was Paul's turn, so Paul scooted down while Ricky laid on his back. Paul was easily able to take Ricky's cute little boy dick into his mouth and slowly suck it like a lollipop. He really enjoyed doing this to his friend. After a while Ricky said that he should stop because his dick was sore, so Paul scooted back up and just laid there next to his friend.

"We should put our clothes back on so my parents don't catch us." Thus Ricky taught Paul that what they had done was to be kept a secret.

Silently the two boys wriggled back into their pajama bottoms.

As he drifted off to sleep, Paul thought that he would be spending a lot of time with Ricky. That was the best, most fun thing he had ever done, and he wanted to do it more.

The next time he spent the night with Ricky he could hardly wait for bedtime. As soon as Ricky's parents went to bed, both boys took off their pajamas and caressed each other under the heavy blankets. "This feels so good," whispered Paul.

"Yeah, my parents do it," Ricky whispered back.

"Really, have you seen them?"

"Yeah, a lot. But last time they got mad at me and told me not to spy on them."

"How did you see them?"

"I peeked through their door while they were doing it."

"Wow, what did it look like?"

"My mom had my dad's thing in her mouth and they were rubbing each other. Then he put his thing in her hole at the bottom."

"In her butthole?"

"I think so."

A few minutes of silence. The boys played with each other's hard dicks.

"Do you wanna try that?" asked Paul.

"What?"

"Putting our things in our holes."

"No, I think that's for girls only."

More silence.

"Do you want me to suck your thing again?" asked Paul.

"Yeah, go ahead." Ricky laid back and allowed his friend Paul to suck him again. Several minutes later, Paul came up for air and let Ricky take his turn sucking him. They went back and forth for about forty minutes until both boys decided that their dicks were too sore to continue. Again they put their pajamas back on and again Paul thought about what they had done. It was so much fun.

It was soon Paul's turn to host the sleepover. The boys planned to sleep in separate sleeping bags on Paul's living room floor. Paul lived alone with his mom and his baby brother who had only just turned four. Paul's mother, Ann, liked to stay up late and watch her late night soap opera, so she let the boys watch the show with her. There were a number of very intense kissing scenes in the soap opera and a scene in a hot tub that exposed a lot of flesh, but Ann didn't seem to mind the boys watching.

Late in the evening, Paul's brother Jerry started crying. Ann got up and brought Jerry back into the living room, opened her robe and allowed Jerry to suck on her nipple. Ricky couldn't help but stare and Ann couldn't help but notice the attention she was getting from her son's friend. Paul was used to the sight.

"Do you have any little brothers or sisters, Ricky?" Ann asked.

Ricky shook his head.

"Do you remember when you were little? Did your mom breast-feed you?"

Ricky shrugged, still staring at the heavy exposed breast and the urgent suckling of the toddler. "Well, I'm just feeding Jerry. He gets a little cranky at night and needs some food." With that, she turned her attention back to the TV.

Ricky turned back to the TV also but couldn't help an occasional glance back over at Paul's mom. The TV show soon ended. Ann put Jerry to bed and went to bed herself. Paul and Ricky got in their sleeping bags and pretended to sleep. When they saw the light go out in Ann's bedroom, Ricky whispered, "I took my pajamas off already."

Paul whispered, "Me too. My sleeping bag is bigger than yours. Come over here."

Ricky eased out of his bag and stepped across the room to where Paul lay. In the dim light from the window, Paul could see his friend's small, skinny body and the tiny erection jutting proudly out from his crotch. "Nice boner," Paul giggled..........(cont)