Date: Sat, 26 Oct 2019 17:02:19 +0000 From: kleiner.gespenst Subject: Terry Shares His Bits | Part 4 Terry's Shares His Bits | "Together Again" | =========================================== Please take a moment to contribute to Nifty, which needs donations to bring you these stories. =========================================== It was almost Halloween before the seventh-graders could get together by themselves again. On the weekends, Terry and Becky had soccer, and Cory had football. When he didn't have practice, Terry had to mind his seven-year-old brother until his parents got home from work. Also, Becky had started baby sitting, and Cory had Scouts. Also, of course, there was school. But Terry and Cory managed to find at least a moment after school every day to sneak away and snog, their hands down each other's pants, frantically pumping each other's pubescent snakes. And with occasional sleepovers, the boys could spend whole nights suspended in youthful love, while exploring the horizons of young lust. They only saw Becky at school or big events. But they called each other every night and talked until their parents told them to get off the landlines families used to share before everyone had mobiles. Over the past couple of weeks, Becky let the boys know she'd started dating Paul, a handsome boy in their class. Though Tery and Cory had explored threesome pleasures with Becky over the summer, they weren't jealous. In fact, they were sorry to hear that Paul was so shy, Becky had to initiate his first kiss. Though they were now making out on dates, Paul had yet dared to feel her boobs, and she was getting a little frustrated. Her hairbrush was not a great substitute for the a real penis, which she desperately craved. So Terry and Cory eventually found a time to meet up with her when no family would be around. Cory's big brother was away at Ohio State, and one weekend, his parents wanted to go apple picking. Cory had always complained about that being so lame. Since he was now 12, they were happy to leave him behind for the day. He'd gotten up late, ate breakfast, took a shower, and threw on clean clothes just before the doorbell rang. It was Terry, looking cute in his hoody, down vest and Levis. Most boys were wearing bigger, baggier trousers, but Terry preferred a traditional, tighter cut, and Cory admired his firm bubble butt pressing through the denim. Slamming the door shut, Cory ran his hand through Terry's long, blond, out-of-style bowl-cut hair, pulling him in for a kiss. "Mmmmm..." Terry sighed, as their lips met and lingered. He ran his fingers up inside Cory's t-shirt, up his neck and to the back of the other boy's head. Cory had short, dark hair he liked to spike with gel. But he hadn't styled it that morning, and it was still damp and smelled like shampoo. Cory could feel Terry's hardness press against his own, and was about to reach down when the doorbell rang again. Becky was also casually dressed in jeans and a t-shirt under her coat. She hugged each of the boys, squeezing the life out of them. She really was glad to see the guys she'd been best friends with since 4th grade. But they were all a little nervous, knowing that there was an unspoken agenda for their hanging out. After they pulled off their outer wear, Becky and Terry joined Cory in the kitchen to grab cokes, before heading up to Cory's room to "watch TV." As they slouched on Cory's big double bed making small talk, Terry asked, "So, how's baby sitting going?" Becky liked it a lot. She had a regular gig with a couple of cousins. Their older brother, an 11-year-old, didn't need minding. But he had a medical condition, and her aunt was glad to have her around in case of an emergency. His medical condition also meant he had urinary incontinence, and had to wear diapers. Remembering Terry's story of how he'd been initiated into sex as a bed-wetting six year old, Becky snatched a small stack of the older-boy diapers. Pulling them out of her backpack, she grinned mischievously. "You little boys shouldn't be all alone in this big house without a babysitter." Terry looked at Cory. Blushing, they both grinned and shrugged. The boys got up a little nervously, and helped each other out of their t-shirts and jeans. Becky licked her lips when she saw the pubescent poles stretching up their tight, white underpants. "Looks like you little boys want Aunt Becky to take good care of you," she said in a low voice, getting up to kiss Cory, then Terry. Gently, she pushed them back onto the bed. Kneeling between the boys, she gently clasped the fronts of their snug, low-rise briefs. They quaked a little as she lightly tickled up and down their cotton-cloaked erections with thumbs and forefingers. "Ooooo. I think you little boys have naughty thoughts." Oh, did they. Finally, she stopped teasing them, and slowly pulled first Cory and then Terry's undies. She hadn't seen either boy nude since August, and she sighed with a smile, gazing at their young circumcised cocks pulsing in the open. Cory's 3 inches pulled from a naturally hairless sack and base. Terry, sparse scattering of blonde hairs had reappeared, after they'd been brutally depilated from him by Becky's older sister. Becky unfolded two diapers, and had the boys pull their knees back so she could lay them underneath. As they did, she smiled with delight at their clean little starfish. The boys lowered their legs, resting their feet on the floor, while Becky stood up to slowly remove her own clothes, "to be fair." She removed her bra, exposing her small breasts. Her nipples were firming, and her pink panties were moistening, as pulled out a bottle of baby oil. "First, Aunt Becky has to make sure you little boys don't get nasty rashes." She poured a bit into her hands, rubbing them together to warm it up, then slicked across Cory's bare pubis. When she reached his nuts, and between his small firm buns, he sharply inhaled. Pouring on more oil, she slicked up and down his turgid wand. Cory groaned and arched his back. Becky didn't want him cumming anytime soon, so she turned to moisturized Terry's tender genitals. The other boy was also riding a hair trigger. "That's so good, Aunt Becky," Terry said in a slightly higher voice, playing along. It would take only a few strokes and he'd explode in her greasy hands. She knew it, and quickly left him to whimper in frustration. After wiping her hands clean on the boys' hips, she powdered them, then pulled up the front of the diapers to tape them by the sides. They were meant for boys 10-14, and had a thick central pad running from front to back. The sides were translucent, part of the water-proof seal covering the whole undergarment. Terry thought Cory's hips looked really sexy through the hazy plastic, and reached over to stroke his side. "Don't you baby boys looks adorable?" Becky squealed, not even kidding. She just wanted to cuddle her two friends, so willingly vulnerable with her. She went to the kitchen for more Cokes. She wanted them peeing hard in their big boy diapers. Meanwhile, Terry and Cory looked at each other with embarrassed hunger. It was weird and hot, and they were hard in their bedwetting garments. They fluffed up pillows to lean back and watch some college football, until Becky came back. Sitting back between the boys, she snuggled with them, enjoying their warm, bare chests against her's, their diapers pressing against her pantie-clad hips. As they sipped Cokes, she reached down between them to clasp their diapered bulges. Through the thick billowing padding, she could barely feel their hard young dicks, which she slowly rubbed up and down. Their hips began to grind into her hand, and Terry leaned down to kiss her nipple. They forgot about the game, whistles and crowds a dull roar in the background while the kids sighed, happy to enjoy a new game. Cory's mouth took her other nipple, and Becky groaned as Terry's fingers slid under her soaking panties, to slide up and down her lightly furred little clam. "Aunt Becky, you're pussy is so wet," cooed Terry, leaning up to kiss her on the mouth. As their tongues met, she slipped her hand into his diaper, gently clasping his oozing throbber. She'd barely stroked his rigid length when he pulled away to gasp, "Nuuuuhhh....waait!!" Was he begging Becky or his own betraying dick? It didn't matter, as he quickly shot into her hand. Terry's hips heaved forward and back into Becky's hand, as she milked him into his diaper. Eventually, his dick died and softened in her hand, while he rested against her shoulder. Just the sight of this adorable boy cumming openly, shameless into a diaper almost made her climax, and thankfully, Terry had absently stopped fingering her. She turned her attention to the other big baby boy. Cory was breathing hard, watching his boyfriend's orgasm. He was slightly sweating, when Becky brought her lips to his. Her minty tongue tickled his, as her fingers reached into his big boy diaper. He closed his eyes as her small fingers clutched his greasy, baby oiled prong, and their mouths met passionately. She milked him with three or four strokes before Cory's smooth little sack squeezed into him, and he came, gasping, as 2 thin jets of watery manna flew through Becky's thumb and forefinger, moistening his diaper. He was heaving hard while Aunt Becky gently milked the last of his spasms. Then he rested his head against Becky's other shoulder. Becky sighed with both boys lying contentedly against her, while she held both of their soft, cummy cocks. Pulling her hands out, she licked her fingers clean, comparing tastes. She'd never tell Terry, but Cory's younger, sweeter boy honey was her favorite. Terry's forefinger began stroking up and down her lubricious vulva again. "Aunt Becky," he said, "you're so wet." Her hips pressed up against his masturbating digit, and she slid her fingers back inside the boys' diapers. "More than my baby boys," she sighed and groaned, as Terry worked his magic. "Don't you need to go pee pee?" After a couple of Cokes, they did, but had thought of getting up to use the bathroom. Obviously, Aunt Becky really wanted them to use their diapers. It didn't take much effort for Terry, as he shut his eyes and let himself go against Becky's cupping palm. "Oooooh, that's a good little boy, Terry," she sighed, enjoying his hot boy river. Seeing Terry's obvious ease, Cory closed his eyes and let his own urine flow against Becky's thirsty Palm. As Cory flooded his diaper, Terry opened his eyes and focused his finger on the girl's ripe little clit. He'd barely fluttered against her button when she arched her back. Her two friends vulnerability and unembarrassed submission to her was too much, and waves of ungulate pleasure washed out of her. She howled and heaved, and Terry used the palm of his hand to gently grind more pleasure from her again and again.. She must have cum twice when he stopped. She shuddered, and slowly came down. Her legs were numb and she barely knew where she was when she sensed her hands in urine-drenched diapers . She pulled her sopping hands out and sniffed them, then dragged her tongue along them. She'd once tasted her own pee, and it wasn't much different. Struggling to get up, Becky was a little dizzy as she walked to the bathroom to wash her hands. When she got back, she found Cory and Terry kissing gently, their hands gently massaging the bulging fronts of their yellow-soaked diapers. "Looks like my baby boys need changing," she said, smiling as she pulled down her soaked panties, and reaching into her backpack for a changing pad and wipes. As she stood up, both boys smiled at the sight of her thin pink slit, lightly ringed with blond pubes. She told Terry to pull up his knees, and when he did, she slid the pad under him. When his legs came back down, Becky pulled the side tapes, then gently peeled the drenched garment away, releasing Terry's newly engorged four inches. After the used diaper it into a plastic bag, Becky used a wipe to carefully clean his front and sides. Then she used more to clean his nuts and bottom, spending long moments to clean his clenching hole. Then, she baby oiled everywhere, lingering to press her finger tip into his hole. He was gasping, and Becky knew he'd come again if he stroked him at all, so gently pulled out, and placed the pad under Cory. When his soaked diaper was removed, Cory's 3 inches sprang free, and Becky grinned as she carefully cleaned his desperate hardness, then his butt. As she was slathering on baby oil, Cory sighed. "This is so much better than getting spanked when I wet the bed," he said quietly. Becky looked up curiously. "You got spanked?" Her parents were modern, and had never lifted a hand against her. Cory nodded. "Yeah." He'd only ever told Terry, who'd also never been spanked. "A baby sitter did it." He paused, and added shyly, "I kind of liked it." Becky looked carefully into his eyes. "Does little Cory need a spanking for being a naughty boy? For peeing in his diaper?" He smiled shyly and nodded, barely whispering, "Yes," She smiled back, noting his dick quivering. She sat down on the bed and patted her bare thighs. "Get over Aunt Becky's thighs." Cory was holding his breath with anticipation, his dick vibrating while he laid bare his humiliating weakness to his friends. He liked being spanked, and he wanted his friends to give him a bare ass spanking. Becky caressed her fingers around his firm, round bottom. The slender boy fit perfectly over her thighs, and she could feel his prick bob up against her thigh in eagerness. She raised her hand, and gently slapped him on one butt cheek. She didn't want to really hurt her friend. But Cory urged her to spank him harder. So she did. Slowly, methodically, she swatted his bottom, and Cory groaned in pain and pleasure. Terry loved the sight of his boyfriend's bottom being slowly hand roasted, but he wanted to help. Standing up to grab the baby oil, his 4 inch boyhood bounced and throbbed while he slicked his fingers. Then Terry knelt on the far side from Becky. Gently, Terry squeezed Cory's straining little sack, making the boy cry out. Tears of pain and pleasure flooded his eyes, as Becky spanked his bare bottom red, and Terry's other hand caressed his penis from glans to base. The room echoed with the slapping of hand to butt cheeks, squelching stroking, and Cory's slowly rising moans. He was growing dizzy as Becky spanked his stinging ass, and Terry stroked him faster. "Gonna...come!" he let his friends know. Terry slid his fingers faster, and using his other fingers to hold Cory's balls tighter. Becky spanked his tomato-red buns one last time. "Cum, baby boy!" she urged him, gently massaging his flaming cheeks, then slid finger to his clenching boy hole. When she touched his muscle ring, Cory shrieked, and Terry pulled a thin jet of clear boy juice onto the floor. A second weakly followed, then Terry gently milked his dry spasms until he stopped. Terry held him lightly, letting him soften between his fingers, while Becky caressed his rosy red buttocks. When Cory's breath finally returned, he sighed, getting up. He looked a little ashamed, so Becky got up to hold his face between her hands. "That was so hot. I loved spanking your little boy butt." When she kissed him, he knew his secret was now their's to be shared and loved When they pulled away, Terri was cleaning up Cory's seed from the carpet with a wipe. Standing up to toss the wipe in Becky's plastic bag, his hardness waggled in the air. Becky knew he was as hot and eager to cum again as was she, and she wanted to toy with him. Pushing first Cory, then Terry onto the bed, she smirked at both boys. "Aunt Becky isn't ready to fuck yet. Aunt Becky hasn't finished changing her baby boys." Terry whimpered in frustration. Positioning the pad under Cory again, she quickly powdered him, and slipped him into a diaper. Before she taped him up, she was pleased to see his dick quivering toward another boner. After sliding the pad under Terry, she spent long minutes oiling his bottom, then his nearly hairless pubis and smooth, full nuts. She avoided touching his penis, which pounded with desire. Having spanked the cum out of Cory, and seeing Terry helpless in her fingers, Becky's pussy foamed. Getting up as if to get another diaper, she loved Terry's frustrated begging. "Please, Aunt Becky," he please with a deliberately high voice. "Baby needs to cum." She grinned. "OK, maybe Aunt Becky can help Baby Terry out." She reached over to the night table and picked up one of the condoms Cory had piled up, and Terry smiled and sighed. She had to be careful as she unrolled the latex down Terry's pulsating pole. He looked ready to explode, and she needed a little more priming. Resting her knees on either side of Terry's slender chest, Becky leaned forward, resting her hands on the bed. As her pussy came to Terry's lips, her pungent fragrance filled his senses. It was kind of nice, he thought, sort of like Cory's ass when he hasn't showered. As Terry's tongue slid into her, and his hands caressed her soft, round ass, she shuddered. She'd missed sex with the her best friends so much. And judging by Cory's hand squeezing the front of his diaper, they'd been missing her in the same way. Terry's tongue flicked up and down her pussy, and within minutes, Becky was moaning loudly, "Yes! Terry! Yesssss!!!" She'd left all cosplay behind as her insides clamped and unclamped, and white hot pleasure shot through her. She was about to cum, so she paused, holding back her climax through gritting teeth, and sat back. Slowly, she guided Terry's latex-compacted hardness into her hot, wet tunnel. The boy growled, and tried to hold his sperm back. But the tight warmth hugging his penis was too much, and Becky had slid up and back maybe twice when his hips thrust upward and he cried out. Having the boys submitting helplessly to her left Becky so ready to cum she didn't need to rub he clit. Rising up and down, she pounded terry back, her vaginal muscles squeezing the ejaculate from Terry's swollen, hairless scrotum. Terry slowed and stoped as his penis pulsed drily, and before he could soften within her, he gripped his condom by the base to hold his semen in. Gently, to her soft protestations, Terry pulled out of Becky. But she understood, getting up to let him waddle to the bathroom. While Terry was gone, Becky slid beside Cory. She smiled when she saw his diaper was again yellowed in the front, though not nearly as soggy as before. He bit his lip while she gazed at his groin, wet like a baby, but hard like a big boy. She pulled his squeezing hand away from his front, replacing it with her own. "Let Aunt Becky take care of Baby Cory." Closing his eyes, he rolled onto his back, losing himself into a hand stroking thick, urine-wet cotton against his hardness. Returning to infancy, he gave himself up to Aunt Becky stroking his baby diaper. When he felt Terry lying down on his other side, and their lips locked together, his hips flew up against Becky's masturbating hand. A moment later, his penis erupted again, ejecting a thin spew into his diaper, and he cried out as he swirled in a maelstrom of love and bliss. Shameless and yet unembarrassed, he was helpless and trusting in his friends' hands. =================================== They fucked the afternoon away. She'd humped against their diapered fronts until they all came again. She'd had Terry eat her, while Cory pulled down the front of his diaper to fuck Terry from behind. The boys had humped each other through full diapers, while she masturbated at the show. After stripping Cory bare to clean him again, she'd wrapped his erection in a condom, and mounted him. She fucked him raw, rubbing her clit and cumming again, but she couldn't bring him to orgasm. His hardness ached after 4 orgasms, and wasn't sure he could reach 5, until Terry stripped off his full diaper, and straddled his chest. As Terry's piss-wet tube slid into his mouth, Cory's dick was wracked with a painful, dry orgasm inside Becky's hot, wet groin. Finally, the young teens exhausted themselves, and they lay spent on Cory's bed. The room smelled of urine and sex and body odor. "That was so good, you guys," Becky sighed. "I'm not sure I'll be able to ride my bike home." She wasn't kidding. She was sore. But she needed to get home, and wanted to grab a quick shower first. When she came out and dressed, she noticed the exhausted boys were falling asleep in each other's arms. Quietly, she packed, and set the alarm clock for an hour ahead, before Cory's parents were due home. Then she left the rest of the diapers and changing supplies on Cory's dresser, with a note, before shutting the door quietly behind her. The note read: "Potty training can take a long time. Tell me when you need a baby-sitter again. Love, Aunt Becky."