Fantasy Lifestyles 2/Fantasy Lifestyles 2.iso/agt/stripper.txt

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                              STRIPPER

 Yeah, I was funny when I  was younger. Actually I still am. Friends
 of mine  used to call me  "little stripper" because I  used to take
 off all my clothes in front of  them. I guess I was brave. I really
 still am.

 My name is Todd and today I  turned eighteen, and I fully intend on
 telling you all about myself, so let me start at the beginning.

 I've  always loved  to take  off everything  I had  on. I  think my
 parents know about  it, and they kid me  about it sometimes, saying
 that even when  I was little, I'd take off  my diapers all the time
 and  they'd have  to put  them  back  on. I  don't know  if they're
 serious  about that  or not.  But I  can remember  when I was about
 five, I used  to go around my room  all day naked when I  wasn't in
 school. Sure, I'd  get dressed when I had to,  but even when I went
 over  to a  friend's house,  I'd get  in his  room and  strip. This
 caused them to do it, too, and I got to see their bodies. I like to
 let everything "hang loose," I guess,  and I used to like to thrash
 my waist around and let everybody get a good look at me. I liked to
 feel my peter and my balls flap  around, in fact I still do. I lost
 one friend because  of it when I was about  seven, I guess, because
 he  knew I  was gay  and thought  I had  serious problems. The only
 thing I  was wearing that  day was  a  watch. It was  funny, HE was
 fourteen.

 I've always been a real skinny kid, and since I liked to stay naked
 so much, when I've been home  from school the last few summers, I'd
 lay out in my backyard nude and take sunbaths while my parents were
 at work. It even made my dick all nice and bronzed looking.

 One guy  has been my  friend all along,  and it turned  out we were
 both gay. His name is Sam, and he is two years younger than me. The
 way things started, well, I invited him over from school one day to
 come to my house, I was in the  fourth grade and I was nine. He was
 seven.  We went  to the  kitchen, got  some Cokes  and something to
 snack on. Then we went back in my  room. He got the game out of the
 closet and while  he did, well, I just took  all my clothes off. He
 couldn't get all  the pieces set up because once  I had gotten past
 taking  off my  shirt he  was too  interested in  watching me. As I
 unzipped my pants,  he didn't even turn his  head, rather he didn't
 seem to even  breath. He was frozen, as  if in a trance. As  I took
 off my underwear, which I haven't worn since junior high, he smiled
 at me. "Just gotta get comfortable, so I can concentrate," I said.

 "Y-you might be able to concentrate, but I won't!" Sam bellowed.

 "Ah, just the  point, I beat you before you  ever start!" I jested.
 "Might I suggest you  do the same as I did, then  we'll both have a
 fair start!" He  sat there across the game, which  was still in the
 box, looking at me. He studied my  body for a moment. "Feel free to
 look me  over," I said, knowing  that he already was.  My penis was
 starting to harden then too because Sam was such a cute boy and was
 always talking  about boyish things..  collecting Hot Wheels  cars,
 and  baseball cards.  Sitting there   now for  almost a  minute, he
 couldn't help but  smile rather than get up  and leave. Other boys'
 bodies were too interesting to him.

 "You got  a bigger.. dick than  I do," he finally  said after a few
 moments of silence.

 "Can I see it?" I began to plead as I sit here with my door locked.

 "If I get it out, I still  won't be able to think about this game,"
 Sam informed me.

 I didn't think he would. Actually, I didn't want to play the stupid
 game  anyway. There  were other  games I  was thinking  of, even at
 nine.

 "Why can't you?" I asked, playfully.

 "Well.. cos.." he paused. "Because I feel a little funny inside."

 "Well, let me see your dick," I continued to plead.

 "Sure man, here  it is," he said, unzipping the  fly of his shorts.
 It was small,  but it was hard, because he  had had trouble getting
 it out.  Once he did  get it out  it was as  straight as an  arrow.
 "Like it?" he asked me.

 "Yeah Sam, it's real cute," I said.

 "You can feel it if you want," he added. I did, I felt his kidpole.
 It was warm, and very stiff. He  took it and said, "Look Todd, even
 I can't move it! It must be pretty strong, huh?"

 "Yeah," I replied, and he laughed.

 Even in my  nine-year-old mind, I could have  done anything to that
 kid. But I also knew I had to be careful or he'd leave and not come
 back and.. might even tell his parents. I knew my ground well, so I
 took it slow.

 I thought since he  had offered me his, I'd best  let him feel mine
 too, now before I asked anything else of him.

 "You wanna feel mine too?" I asked.

 "Yeah! That'd be  awesome man!" I stood up and  let him feel it. He
 squeezed it and  squooshed it. He tried to move  mine too. "I can't
 move your dick either.." he said.

 "Yeah? Well.. seeing yours like that made mine like that too.."

 "Really?  Cool!" He  felt of  my balls.  "Yeah I  got one  of these
 too.."

 I felt I had to act quick.

 "Can I see yours? Or at least get ya to take off your shirt?"

 Well,  first he  did take  off his  shirt. I  had seen  him walking
 around on the weekends without it, and he had looked nice. Then, of
 all things, he undid his pants and tossed them on my bed.

 Now  he stood  there in  just his  underpants, with  his hard  dick
 sticking out.  He put his hands  behind his back and  smiled at me.
 "Looks cool, doesn't it?" he repeated.

 He looked  at me and said,  "you can take off  my underwear, if you
 want.." I did, slowly. He giggled  as I grasped the elastic band of
 the underwear, and slowly pulled it down and over his peter. Then I
 just let them  fall to the floor. He had  a cute ballsack, drooping
 nice and low  in the heat, even though it  would be years before he
 would produce. It  would be years before I  was producing, for that
 matter, now that I think about it!

 As I felt his balls, he seemed to stiffen even more. I asked him if
 he had ever jacked off.

 "Yeah," he said. "You do it like this," and he grabbed his dick and
 started sliding his hand up and  down. He knew how, alright. I felt
 his  dick again.  It was  so stiff  I wondered  how he  couldn't be
 wanting something done to it now.

 "Sam.. you feel.. horny?"

 "Yeah.. yeah I do, I feel really good inside. Do you?"

 "Yeah.. let me do something for you.."

 "What?" he asked.

 I wrapped my lips  around his dick and began to  suck it. Of course
 it was very easy for me to get it all in my mouth. "Something feels
 really neat," Sam said, even though he hadn't come yet. "Yeah man,"
 he couldn't shut up because he felt so good. "It really does.." and
 soon he was shuddering and all and  I pulled off of it. "That feels
 really cool, dude!"  he said now, sitting on the  edge of my bed. I
 looked, and it  was going down just a little,  but it was throbbing
 like shit. Up and down, just like he had some little control button
 he was mashing to maneuver it. He was still laughing. "Look at it!"
 he beamed. Cool, I thought.. and he wasn't even in any hurry to get
 dressed again.

 "I just.. can't play Monopoly right now," Sam continued.

 "That's  okay," I  said, "I'm..  really not  in the  mood for  that
 anymore today.."

 "You're not? Watcha gonna do?"

 "Well, you can play with me if you want."

 "Play what with you?"

 "You can.. feel of my dick some if you want."

 "Sure!" he said as I lay on my bed beside him with my dick sticking
 straight up. He looked at it, and  slowly put his hand on it again,
 as he had done before.

 "It's really warm!" he said, beginning to get another hardon. Damn,
 and he had just gotten off, I thought.

 "It's really hard, too.." he continued.

 "Yeah, I know. Playing with yours made it that way..."

 "It did?  Well.. just feeling  of yours is  making mine hard  again
 too!"

 "Wanna taste mine like I tasted yours?"

 "Did it taste good?" he asked.

 "It did to me. I like tasting it."

 "Sure, I'll try it.." he said,  and without further ado, he touched
 his tongue to it. Then he started licking it in earnest. "Cool!" he
 said. "I like it! You know, it's kinda funny.. I've always wondered
 what it would feel like to put a boy's dick in my mouth.."

 "Yeah? Well now you know. Just don't bite it," I grinned.

 "Yeah.. bet that hurts.."

 "Yeah, it would..." I confirmed.

 Well, he  started to slurp on  it. "Yeah, that's it..  just suck it
 like a lollipop.."

 Then  I  remembered.  I  had  a  little  packet  of  sugar above my
 headboard. I reached for it. "Just a second," I said, asking him to
 pull off. I opened  the sugar and put just a little  on the pole of
 my dick, now as hard as it could get. Then I told him to go on.

 "What was that?" he asked.

 "Just try it.. see how you like it.."

 He did, and  he told me it was  cool. I told him he  could do it as
 fast as he wanted. He did; he almost copied the way I had done him.
 And I came.

 He saw me shudder and my dick flapped around just like his had done
 a few minutes  ago. "Damn," he said,  "that's the way mine  did! Do
 you feel all neat inside?"

 "Yeah.. I do!"

 "Cool!" he  felt of my  ballsack again, I  remember, and I  felt of
 his. He  bent over; I felt  his asscheeks. I gently  rubbed my hand
 over them, and he even said that felt cool.

 Nowadays, we are very close friends. He comes over and instantly we
 both get naked as soon as he walks  in the door. I'll go in over at
 his house, and he's there in his room, already naked and looking at
 pictures of guys.

 But, back  on that same first  day, he eventually said  "I gotta go
 pee." He went into the bathroom  naked; I scoped the hall before he
 ever went out.  Then I followed. He thought it  was neat that I was
 watching him pee; and that no one had ever done that before, "and,"
 he added,  "I've wanted to  watch other boys  pee before too.."  So
 next, I  pee'd, and he watched  me. He got stiff  again watching me
 and he even jumped up and down in place while he did. He was really
 excited. He even flapped his wrists like a little bird, I remember.

 "Now, this is just between you and me," I noted, saying that it was
 "our little  secret." He agreed,  and we have  been keeping it  our
 little secret to this very day.

 We've spent the night together  often through the years. But, Sam's
 just the only one that's still around, I've had others.

 I dunno man, I've  just always loved being nude.  It really lets me
 keep the  blood circulating. When I  was ten, I had  a friend named
 Tony. He was  really strange. Why? Because it  didn't baffle him at
 all when I took  off all my clothes as soon as  we got in the room!
 He  goes, "Cool!  You're into  streaking!" he  was ten  too, and he
 fucked me. I  had done everything else I guess,  but it was so wild
 feeling him in  my ass. As soon as  he went in me, it  felt good. I
 never ever screamed. It was cool.

 Of course, I told him that  I wasn't exactly into streaking, but he
 said he was. He was a red head.

 It was like  I always knew I was gay  though, because I would never
 strip except in  front of boys. The oldest guy  I ever stripped for
 was 20, I was  about 15 then. One of my friends  knew him, and word
 got back to him. Guess he's 23 today, somewhere. He was gay too, at
 least  even if  he never  admitted it.  I guess  maybe my  body has
 brought a  few people out  of the closet!  Maybe even myself..  but
 it's not anything that gorgeous.

 I saw this kid  lifting weights last year.. bench  pressing. It was
 so funny.. everytime he lifted the weights, I'd swear his dick went
 up  under  the  strain..  heh..  and  he  was  built  like  a brick
 shithouse. The last I had heard, he had accumulated no girlfriends,
 and was seen  hanging around the locker rooms  a lot after football
 practice - too bad I graduate in three short months. I'm gonna miss
 looking at these guys.

 Now, I won't  just come right out and  say it to these guys,  but I
 -will- shower after  Phys Ed, and I -do- get  a hardon. Sometimes I
 stand in the shower and flap  it around, sometimes even after I get
 out. I get looks, some smiles, and  last year, I got laid that way.
 I still might get  laid that way this year.  Curtis Mahoney, that's
 who it  was. Six foot tall  basketball player that scores  a lot of
 our goals for  our team. His dick is  a foot long if it's  an inch.
 Well, close to it anyway and he wears  a size 11 1/2 D shoe if that
 suggests anything..

 He is cute.. he has thick,  long hair just past his shoulders.. now
 he is a good friend of mine,  too. The coach has threatened to drop
 him if  he doesn't cut his  hair, but he refuses..  hell, he's just
 got three  more months to  play anyway so  it's not like  it's some
 major catastrophe.. heh.

 Since  I've  known  him,  and  he's  way  into  music, Curtis, Andy
 Shapiro, Sam and I have formed a gay rock group. Sam plays drums, I
 sing, Curtis plays  bass and Andy sings backup  and plays guitar. I
 play guitar too,  but I have trouble doing that  and singing at the
 same  time. Sam  wants to  paint a  pink triangle  on his  big bass
 drum.. I don't blame him! I told him I'd help him when he got ready
 to do it, so we'd be sure it was neat and not all smeared up.

 Andy  is really  cool too.  He's  a  skater and  he wears  his hair
 covering  his  left  eye..  he  skates  to  school,  he  skates  to
 rehearsals..  and he  lets me  tote his  instruments! Damn! I don't
 really mind though..  cos he really is cool,  and we've done things
 before too. I know  I've told you a lot of things  that are hard to
 believe, but sometimes before we start playing, we "rehearse".

 Seriously, we'll  all get naked,  circle up and  jerk off. We  WERE
 going  to call  ourselves the  Circle Jerks,  but that  was already
 taken by a  punk group. Even the Butthole  Surfers sounded nice and
 was fitting. But, we call ourselves, "Bound & Determined", which is
 what we  are. We may  even record digitally  before long, it  would
 cost us over $500  to cut 10 CD's of up to  75 minutes each, that's
 10 CD's with the same material, we'v checked, so we hope to do that
 soon, keeping one each for ourselves and rights to the digital tape
 in  case we  decide to  do anything  else with  it, like release it
 underground.

 We do some  songs that have already been released,  just to see how
 we can make  them sound, like Whitesnake, Led Zep,  Def Lep, and so
 on, but we also do gay themes. You know what really amazes me? That
 we sound  so good doing  songs other people  have done. Hell  yeah.
 Sometimes too when it's late at night  and we rent a place, we play
 naked. We usually  don't play a place more  than once. Sometimes we
 do, but sometimes Sam takes a  leak on purpose at the drums without
 getting up.  He's not a baby  or anything, he just  does that to be
 interesting. Then  we all usually  will follow suit,  and the floor
 will be  wet. Those places we  make a note of  not to play anymore.
 Someone once told me Van Halen used to do the same thing...

 Of course I  am naked right now too. Normally  I will be. Sam's got
 so he usually is  too. He said the thing that took  him time to get
 used to was sleeping that way, but now he even does that.