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Jason's - WMASG - 11-16-2025
It was late in eighth grade. I had this friend who was pretty girly. We had been friends since I moved into the apartment building in Lisle when I was seven. We became friends, and stayed friends when school started. I was never one of the popular kids either, so we got along great. We made other friends at school and even in the apartment building. I had closer friends, but he didn't seem to.
He lived with his grandmother, because his parents had died in a car accident when he was four. She was pretty sick and weak, and almost deaf. She could hardly get out of the apartment. Hell, she could hardly get around the apartment. She had to use a walker to get to the bathroom or kitchen. So he did almost all the shopping, cooking, and cleaning. We both became nerdy students and got great grades. We helped each other with studies and homework and all that. We liked mostly the same movies and music and books our friends did.
He was always a little taller than me, and when puberty hit, he was first and stayed a little taller. We were both lean and trim, certainly not the jock types. As we hit puberty, and our friends got interested in girls, I know I faked that interest. Sometimes it seemed Jacob did too. My other friends said Jacob was queer, and he acted girly enough that it was hard to defend him. I started getting crap for even being his friend from some of my other friends. But I like Jacob, and I didn't avoid hanging out with him at school. Sometimes I picked hanging out with him at his apartment with his grandma over going out and hanging out with my other friends because I really liked him. Especially when puberty hit in seventh grade and I started to really be attracted to him.
He had curly blond hair, deep blue eyes, and a long, smooth face and body. His smile was nice, with nice lips and little dimples. Puberty made his ass fill out some, but it was never really round or anything. It also made his package fill out quite a bit. I had never had gym with him, so I had no idea what he looked like naked. I sure imagined it a lot though after I started getting horny at thirteen.
So during eighth grade I spent more and more time hanging out at his apartment. I even stayed to help cook and then had dinner with them several times a week. I started staying over on weekends more than with my other friends. They started saying we were being queer together. So I stopped being friends with some of them. I liked Jacob for a lot of reasons, not just that I was attracted to him. He was smart, and kind, and caring, and gentle, and didn't act high-and-mighty or superior. And he was pretty brave, too, in his way.
Sometimes after school, I would go to his apartment instead of to mine, so we could work on homework. He always changed out of his school clothes first thing. It was no big deal at first, but then puberty hit, and it got more interesting to me. He started puberty first, in seventh grade, and was bragging about pubes and his growing dick and squirting off when he jerked it. I finally could too over the summer after seventh grade. He never took off his underwear. In those days we all wore white Fruit-of-the-Looms, so I got a good view. In eighth grade, I pretty much went over to his place after school every day.