Supper comes early in southern Indiana, around 4:00pm sometimes 4:30.pm. if it comes late. And, since it doesn't get dark in mid-summer until about 9:00pm I had plenty of time to talk to Gary after we had supper. I really don't know if it was the sunlight pouring through those big farmhouse windows that made for the surreal setting. But, I felt like I was in some kind of dream. Gary and his dad and mom were joking and cutting up and they were including me as a part of their family. At the same time the images of Gary Jacking-Off for me were still dancing around in my mind.

     After supper Gary and I went outside to play some baseball in the back yard. Gary, loved the sport and was good at it. I was simply a late bloomer with undeveloped skills. We would play catch throwing the ball back and forth for hours at a time. Or, I would pitch balls to Gary out in the pasture while he knocked them winding through the air with me chasing after them. Ether way it was fun.

     While Gary and I were throwing the ball around that evening, and while no one else was around, I had a chance to ask Gary some questions about Jacking-Off. I remember blurting out the first question; "Gary where did you learn to Jack-Off?" Gary, not missing a beat with the catch said, "my dad showed me. One day when I went in to use the bathroom, where we used to live; I accidentally walked in on him while he was Jacking-Off. I asked him what he was doing? Dad took the time to explain it to me; and went ahead and showed me how to Jack-Off." Then I asked, "Gary, does it hurt to Jack-Off? A big smile came across Gary's face, "no not at all, you should try it sometime." I don't know whether I can do that or not, I said. Gary was confident, "sure you can." "Gary, I would like to try it right now, would you Jack-Off with me?" It was then that Gary stopped throwing the ball and came over to where I was standing, now he looked serious, "not tonight Ed, I've mowed the yard,[ which was about 1 acre with a push mower], and Jacked-Off twice today I am tired; and besides it is starting to get dark and we couldn't see each other. I will though, some other time when its daylight." Then Gary advised,  "Ed you should go ahead and try it." About that time the back door opened on my house across the graveled road and my mom stepped out on the porch and called me to come home.  

     Several days went by and both Gary and I did the usual things that we did with our families. Gary's mom and dad had only rented the big old farm house earlier that spring so Gary and I had just begun to stay overnight at each others houses. It was a pain in the neck for our mom's and dad's but they still allowed us the overnights under strict supervision which left no opportunities for me to talk to Gary about Jacking-Off; especially in our tiny two bedroom home. Baseball season was ending for Gary and school was ready to begin. And, I still had not had a chance to try Jacking-Off. I just didn't have the nerve to try it while my mom and dad were lurking around the corner at home.

     A few days after school had started I caught my lucky break. Dad was at work, mom was shopping, my brother was at a school activity, Gary was at basketball practice and neither his mom or dad were home who often watched my brother and I while our mom and dad were gone. Nervous, and excited I rushed into my brothers and mine bedroom and quickly began to unbuckle the belt on my tight tan pants and slipped them and my underwear down around my thighs. I then unbuttoned my blue, gold and red plaid shirt so that I could watch myself Jack-Off. As I stood by the edge of my bed my dick began to get hard by itself just thinking of Jacking-Off my dick like Gary did a few days ago. I wrapped my hand around my dick and began to stroke it, just like Gary, soon my dick began to feel both tingly and numb at the same time. What a sensation! As I kept Jacking I noticed nothing was happening so I Jacked harder and faster just like Gary did. By now my uncut dick was hard and red and so tight in my hand I couldn't hardly stand it. I sat down on the bed because I was getting tired of standing. I tightened my grip on my dick and it became harder and longer than I had ever seen it. I was amazed at how easily the skin slid up and down the core of my shaft and how good it felt as my foreskin danced around and kissed the rim of the swollen head of my dick. It was getting more and more numb and some of the sensation was going away. Why isn't my dick shooting out cum like Gary's did, I thought to my self. It should have by now? About that time I heard a key being put into the lock of the back door, I had left the door locked on purpose as an early warning in case someone just popped in. I hurriedly ran into the bathroom and stuffed my hard dick down into my pants and zipped them up and around the bulge of my hard dick. I pulled my shirt tale down over my bulge and yelled out I'm using the bathroom to moms voice who was demanding to know where I was.

Come and help me carry the groceries in, she barked, and why did you leave the door locked when you came inside after school. I gave and apologetic lie, and told her I was sorry that I had forgotten to unlock the door when I came into the house.

     A few hours later, after supper, I felt something was wrong about my dick. It felt funny in my pants. My dick felt tight against my underwear and leg but yet I could tell that it was completely soft. Dad wanted me to go with him to look at a remodel project that he was thinking about bidding on, while my brother stayed home and did his home work and  mom did the dishes. I asked dad to wait for me just a minute while I went into the bathroom to pee. I couldn't pull my dick out through the zipper hole so I had to unbuckle my belt and pull my pants down in front. As I pulled my dick out of my underwear I thought I was going to pass out; my dick was swollen and Hugh, three times the size of mans dick and much larger than my dads when his was half hard. And, it looked even bigger in the vanity mirror behind the toilet over the toilet tank. I peed and stuffed it back in my pants. I was scared out of my mind. We had hygiene inspections in my home on a regular basis. How was I going to explain this problem and keep my promise to Gary? Also,was it going to stay like this permanently? Dad was waiting so I hurried to the van and jumped into the front passenger seat. Dad drove a few miles out into the country and stopped at the empty farmhouse to be remodeled. Dad shut off the engine turned toward me and asked " whats wrong Ed?" It was one of the handful of times in my life that dad ever ask me that question. Now, I had to make a decision; would I to tell my dad about my fears and concerns about the condition of my dick, or keep my promise to Gary? Dad was waiting, "nothing dad everything is fine" I told him. Then came the hardest part, I had to take my eyes of of the floor of the van and look up and over at my dad. I was afraid  to see the expression on his face.I did look up, and right at him. There was a long pause, but he broke the silence by saying "lets go inside."

     This excited me, I would probably be discovered but I was glad that I had kept my promise to Gary; and, in an unusual way it made me feel closer to Gary somehow. Once I was inside of  the rambling empty old house. I just had to sneak off into one of its rooms and pull my Hugh swollen dick out of my pants and take a look at it. The swelling was going down, the fear was abated and I began to enjoy the rest of the evening walking around with the Hugh bulge of my big dick well concealed.

     The following day at school I caught up with Gary and some other Jock's at recess and I told Gary what had happened the night before. Gary's face blushed and he hushed me saying, "be quiet, not in font of these guys I don't want them to know about that kind of stuff." Gary explained to me that something like that had happened to him the first time he had Jacked-Off, only without as much swelling. I asked Gary why he thought my dick didn't squirt out white cum like his did? Gary encouraged me and said "you just need to Jack it longer next time." Gary was giving me advice and guidance that none my other school mates knew about. In fact it would be another two years before the other Jock's, that were standing there that day, would learn how to do what Gary was already skilled at doing, and was teaching me.

     A few days later an opportunity for me to try Jacking-Off at home presented itself. It was just like Gary had said. Jacking-Off a little longer caused my dick to exploded all over the place, I thought my dick was never going to stop jerking and squirting; and I didn't want it to stop. I wished Gary could have been there to see it. The next day at school, I told Gary the entire story of my Jacking success. Gary just gave that broad smile of his and said " I told you it would work." I didn't realize it then but things were just beginning to heat up.

     J O Buds, Gary was a head taller than I. He had a large frame with well proportioned arms and legs. His head was well shaped and sized. And, he had lean muscle over his frame. He was masculine, ruggedly handsome, with Grey-blue eyes and light brown hair, almost Blondie at times when it was butched up in a flat top. Gary also had tufts of light brown hair under his arms and around his big dick. And although a new student at my school, he was able to beat the small town Jock's at their own game most of the time. Gary soon became respected and revered for his athletic skills. Gary was also more emotionally mature than our other classmates.

     Another, week or so slipped by and the late summer heat came back again to Indiana. It was a Friday night and Gary's mom and dad had invited my family over for supper and a visit. Gary's dad got out his liquor and was fixing drinks while Gary, my brother, and I played baseball together outside. At dark our moms called us in for popcorn and cokes. I was having the time of my life. After snacks my mom and dad decided to walk home and told my brother and I that they were getting ready to leave and suggested that we do the same. To my surprise and delight, Gary's mom asked, "why don't you just let the boys spend the night? The upstairs bedroom is already fixed up, all we have to do is put down some blankets so one of them could sleep on the floor." Mom and dad agreed, and my mom spent the next few minutes helping Gary's mom fix the extra bed on the floor. My mom and dad left and we stayed up and laughed and talked for a few more minutes. Then Gary, my brother, and I went up stairs to go to bed. We all striped down to our underwear and made ready for bed. The standing bed was full size and it was Gary's bed that he slept in. I pulled rank on my younger brother so that I could not only sleep in the big bed, but be with Gary. We casually talked for a few minutes and then agreed to go to sleep.

     We all slept well that night except for the usual early morning interruptions to go pee, and then back to bed and back to sleep. Earlier than expected Gary and I woke up at about the same time. The early morning heat was warming up the bedroom so Gary asked me if I was hot; and I said yes. Gary got out of bed to open the window under the pull down blind. And, it was easy to see that the front of his underwear was pushed out so far that the elastic in the legs of his underwear was not touching his upper thighs. Gary turned around after opening the window and started to get back into bed. I stopped him. "Gary wait." "Whats wrong Gary asked ?" "Nothing", I replied, "but I was wondering if you wanted to Jack-Off together this morning?" Gary smiled and excitedly said "yes" and began to pull down his underwear and slid them off onto the floor. Gary's Hugh dick was beginning to stand up fully hard as he climbed back into bed. I got up, peeled of my underwear, and got back into bed with Gary. I was both nervous and excited and was now holding my dick which was fully hard, and erect. Gary looked over at my dick as he began to Jack his own. And, I could not take my eyes off of his dick as he was now fully engage in Jacking-off. Lying in Gary's bed Jacking-Off with him was something that I thought may never happen but it was true, and I was savoring the moment.

Gary and I shot our cum at about the same time. Gary then threw his legs over the side of the bed and got up. I thought we were done but in reality we were just getting started. Gary picked up his underwear off of the floor and wiped the cum off of his dick and his hands. The way Gary performed this ritual was one of the most masculine and sensual things that I have ever seen in my life, and it caused my dick to begin to get hard again.

     Gary then  hopped back into bed, rolled over onto his left side and put his left hand on his head and lay there resting on his elbow, and begin talking to me. I had already cleaned myself up with my underwear just like Gary had done. Gary was looking me in the eyes when he asked; "Ed, has anyone ever told you that you have a big dick?" I shook my head no. Gary asked me if he could touch it? And, I said yes. Gary's reached over with his right hand and grabbed hold of my dick and  began to pull on it. Then Gary scooted over a little closer in the bed toward me and began to Jack my dick Off ,just like he did his own. That was the first time anyone had touched my dick other than to examine It. And I loved the way Gary's big hand felt wrapped around my dick as he  firmly Jacked me Off. It was easy to squirt out another load of cum with Gary Jacking me Off. Gary grabbed up his own underwear and wiped my cum off of his hand. And I wiped myself clean again with mine. When Gary rolled back over onto the bed I asked Gary if he would let me Jack him Off? Gary said sure and looked down toward his dick which was already getting hard. It was now standing straight up from after having Jacked me Off. I moved closer to Gary and somewhat got around in front Gary. His Hugh dick was right in front of my face as his body lay full length out in front of me. Not only did that relaxed amiable position make Gary's lean muscular frame look even taller,but it accented his masculine build. Gary had put his hands behind his head exposing the tufts of hair under his arms. His lean body squirmed as I reached out with my right hand and grabbed his dick and began Jacking him Off. Gary soon began to pull his stomach in and arch his head back slightly. Gary's Hugh dick began to jump every so often in my hand. As the skin on his dick moved up and down on his shaft I could see the the cum begin to ooze from the head of his dick. Gary asked me to squeeze his dick even harder as he begin to push his butt down into the mattress. Gary again instructed me; "Ed, start Jacking me Off faster. I did as Gary instructed. Now Gary was giving his body over fully to my hand as I Jacked him Off, his eyes closed a bit and then opened again as he breathed heavily. Gary's face and upper chest begin to flush as the head of his dick became fully exposed. Gary's dick became harder and longer.  The foreskin on Gary's dick had slipped down under the rim of its head. The head of Gary' Hugh dick was now tight and shinny with fluid. The shaft of Gary's dick  began to jump more and more in my hand. Suddenly Gary's dick was jumping fast in my hand as cum began squirting out of the swollen head of his Gary's dick. Gary lay back exhausted for a while, and then eventually reached over the side of the bed and grabbed his underwear to wipe the cum off of his dick again.

     By this time Gary and I had woken up my little brother who was more than curious as to what was going on. We told him and he became angry with us for not waking him up to join us. Gary and I just laughed out loud at him. Then one of us, either Gary or I came up with the idea of Jack-Off Tag. Simple rules, chase each other around and tag them by pulling on  their dick. My brother, Gary, and I did this for the better part of an hour, pulling on each others dicks. And believe it or not, it keeps them hard. It was a blast. Finally my brother got so turned on that he had to stop and Jack-Off before we could continue. We all grabbed and groped and Jacked for almost another hour. Finally, Gary's mom opened the stairwell door and called us down to breakfast. Gary and I demanded that my little brother keep quiet about what we were doing that morning in the upstairs of that old farm house. My brother agreed. We all went down and ate breakfast and begin our usual Saturday routines.

     The school year became very busy for Gary and I; he with the sports and I with my weekend camping and hiking trips and my other activities. I wanted to Jack-Off Gary again during those winter months, but we were never alone with each other long enough to Jack-Off together. Spring finally arrived and school was nearing its end. And, I was looking forward to spending another summer with Gary.

     One day, as the school year was ending, I noticed my dad and Gary's dad standing in the large drive way of Gary's house. Later dad came into our house and began talking about some of his daily activities. Then dad asked, "oh, by the way did you here the news? Our neighbors are moving back to their home state?" Gary's dad worked for the local power plant and was being transferred back to Gary's home state. My heart dropped. I didn't know what to think.

     The following day I saw Gary standing out in his yard throwing his baseball up into the air and catching it with his mitt as he did when their was no one around to play catch him. I walked across the graveled road to talk to Gary. With a lump in my throat I said "hi Gary. Gary never took his eyes off the ball while greeting me, he just kept trowing the ball up into the air and catching with his mitt. He kept his mouth slightly open while pulling down his upper lip. This put an expression of concentration on his face. "I hear you are going to move back to your home state," I blurted out. "I am going to miss you Gary, I said choking back the tears." Do you really have to go?" Gary let the ball drop into his mitt and turned to look at me. His Grey-blue eyes were sad and a little distant. [Gary was an only child, without the spoil, and we had become as close as brothers.] Gary said, "Ed, we have to move, I have to go with my parents." Just then the front door opened on Gary's house and his mom stepped out onto the front porch and asked Gary to come in and help her with the packing. Gary said, "okay mom" and silently turned away and went inside to help his mom.

     The next several days were awkward to say the least; my dad and mom were trying to help Gary's mom and dad load up their belongings for the move. And, all of us were using busy talk to keep from talking about the inevitable. The day Gary got into the back seat of his mom and dads car to be driven away was the most difficult moment of my life. That day I not only lost my neighbor, but my J O buddy, my friend, and my mentor. But, to this day I have kept my promise to Gary and have never told my mom and dad or Gary's mom and dad about what Gary taught me on that hot summer day in Indiana.

For Gary; my first J O Bud

- Rilenger

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