Keith and Pete were two of my neighborhood pals. We lived on our bicycles and had lots of other hobbies that we shared together. Then we built the tree house. It was the biggest tree in the neighborhood and was at the back of my parents property. Our hand crafted home in the sky was large enough for sleep-outs.

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Keith was the oldest and introduced us to a card game called strip poker. It became our favorite sleep-out activity and an entertaining way to get naked. After the game we would take turns laying still while being fondled. I enjoyed feeling vulnerable and permissive. Pete's boner was smaller, but Keith was a freaking wonder of nature!  I remember being humbled by the magnitude and weight as I cradled it in both hands.

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One Friday a friend from school came over to spend the night. Norman didn't feel safe sleeping 40 feet above the ground, so we settled on my bedroom. Concealed in his backpack was a Playboy magazine that he stole off his brother. I had a flashlight, so we looked at the pictures under the covers. Girls boobies were so cool!  I told Norm this was giving me a boner and he said there was something special he wanted to show me as he pushed off the covers.

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Norm pulled at my waistband so I arched my back to assist. My boner sprung out like a catapult and slapped up against my tummy. He took a firm grip and began to slide his hand along the length of it.  I had no idea why this simple motion felt so wonderful. Being with Pete and Keith was entertaining but they never did anything like this. Up and down, up and down, up and down.

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My muscles tensed as Norman tightened his grip and started going faster. I watched his hand and concentrated on the wonderful sensation. I could feel an intense pressure building deep inside. All of a sudden powerful surges sent streams of warm liquid gushing all over me!!

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"NORM, WHAT HAPPENED!  WHAT'S ALL THIS STUFF?"

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Norman chuckled and asked me what it felt like.  I didn't even know how to describe it! He found some tissues on my dresser and helped clean me up.  I had never felt so shocked and overwhelmed.

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The next evening I couldn't wait to try it myself. The nervous anticipation quickly gave me another boner. I moved my hand just like Norm did and it felt great.  Up and down, up and down.  As I started going faster I could sense that pressure building again, then I was devastated by another insane explosion! Those uncontrollable surges pumping out all that gooey cream was the coolest thing ever!

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At future sleepovers Norman was always anxious to get his hands on me.  I think he enjoyed watching me explode, and I had fun making him happy too.

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Soon girls entered the picture and everything changed.