The sexual adventures of Lacey and Ricky – Chapter 2

Please begin with chapter 1

Chapter 2: Lots of firsts with Ricky

Picture it. School was out, and it was summer vacation. All my friends were having sleepovers and pool parties. Since I lived out on a farm, I was not able to be with my friends much. The weather was hot. I had been hanging out quite a bit lately with my childhood friend who was our closest neighbor. He was in my class at school and his name was Ricky. We had been playing together since we were still in diapers. Sometimes we hung out together in a treehouse Ricky and I had built together, went fishing, riding bikes and swimming.

We swam in the creek, most times nude, since we were six years old. We had begun to develop before last summer, but that just made it more interesting. We were both curious. I loved to look at his dick, and wondered what it would be like to have one of those. He had a nice patch of hair just above it, about like the patch above my pussy. Sometimes I caught a glimpse of his balls and marveled at the wrinkled sack they were in.

I was more brave than he was, or maybe it was my incurable curiosity. When Ricky undressed to go swimming or came up out of the water I would stare, trying to take it all in. He did not seem embarrassed about his body, but he was shy about looking at me. Occasionally I caught him looking at my little boobs, but he would look away when I turned to him.

Once, coming out of the water, he mentioned that he had to pee. I screwed up my courage and asked if I could watch. He said “sure”. We walked a few steps from the creek, he stopped and took his member in his hand. He stood there a little while, and soon he had a stream shooting out about five feet. When the last dribbles quit coming out, he shook it a little and said “well, that’s it.” He did not seem self conscious at all. Since Ricky was shy about checking me out, I asked if he wanted to see me pee. He said “yes, I would like that a lot.” I walked over to a tree and squatted down. “You will want to get down real low if you are to see well.” I realized that he had probably never seen a pussy up close before, so before I started to pee, I spread my lips a little and tipped my hips out. He looked embarrassed, but watched eagerly with his mouth ajar. It looked as though his dick was getting bigger, now. But I didn’t understand why.

From that time on, that became our thing; to watch each other pee when we went swimming in the creek. There was something about that act, watching someone who is completely nude go pee. It is an act of true vulnerability. It was almost like having sex with someone. It bound us together in some deep, spiritual way. But we never touched each other’s nude bodies, though sometimes I wanted to. I wondered what it would feel like to hold his prick in my hand.

I wasn’t allowed to have a boyfriend yet, and we never thought of ourselves as boyfriend and girlfriend. We had just been childhood friends. It was only natural to be together since we were the same age, neighbors and had played together for years. None of my friends admitted that they were into boys yet. Everyone at school thought we were best friends. They knew we hung out a lot, both at school, and meeting up after school. But they didn’t know we had a dirty little secret. We were best friends, but we were also so much more.

Ricky and I realized we had similar curiosities when we were at a classmates birthday party together. We were playing an innocent game of hide and seek. When it was time to hide, I ran down the hall to hide in a closet under the stairs.