A Little Fun with Cody

by DCW, October 2022

Disclaimer: this story is entirely fiction and involves a sexual act between an adult male and a preteen boy, which may be considered controversial by some. This is meant for entertainment purposes only. If this subject matter is illegal where you are, or if you do not wish to read such material, please leave now.

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“Oh my God, are you okay?” I shouted out my window. He was just laying there, in obvious pain, underneath his bike.

I pulled over into a parking spot on the street and walked over to him. He was crying, just laying there. “Here, let me get your bike off you,” I said, lifting the boys' BMX-style bike off him. It appears as though he took a tumble and the bike landed on top of him.

Setting the bike aside, I extended my hand to help him up. His frail little body was feather-light, and his young hand fit inside my hand perfectly. Between sniffles, he managed to say, “thanks mister.”

“Wow, what a cutie,” I think to myself, as I admire his short, buzzed blonde hair, deep, dark brown eyes, and a mouthful of shiny braces. I'm a sucker for a boy with braces!

I help him over to a wrought iron bench along the sidewalk, and we sit down together. He regains his composure and wipes the last remaining tears off his cheeks. He's wearing shorts on this warm, early summer day in June. I see no visible bruises or abrasions on his leg, even though he was clenching it mere moments before. In fact, his legs are completely smooth – maybe a few short downy soft hairs – but no bruises, cuts or abrasions whatsoever.

“Name's Jake” I say, extending my hand to him for a handshake.

“I – I'm...I mean...my name is Cody” He nervously holds his hand out, too.

“I sure hope you're okay,” I said.

He said nothing, just shook his head yes.

“How 'bout I give you a lift home?” I offer.

Cody looks at the ground. “My parents are both at work and I'm locked out of the house.”

“Well, then maybe we can hang together for a while?” I suggest. “Hey, if you're hungry, there's a McDonald's right down the street.”

With the mere mention of food, Cody's face brightens right up. “Okay, that sounds good!” His arms and legs are twigs; this boy needs to eat!

“Great, let's put your bike in the back of my truck and grab a bite to eat,” I suggest.

After loading his bike in the back of my truck, Cody and I head to McDonald's. As we're eating and talking, I learn that Cody is going into the 6^th grade after summer break, but he's “...one of the youngest in the class; he just turned 11, and won't be 12 until the end of the school year.” He's absolutely cute as a button, as he talks and eats his McNuggets and fries.

After we finish eating, we head back out to the truck. Cody seems to be walking just fine now. “He was probably scared and had the wind knocked out of him” I think to myself as we're walking out to the parking lot.

“So whatcha wanna do now, kiddo?” I inquire.

“What do you mean?” Cody looks confused.

“Well, I said we could hang together for a while because you're locked out of your house. I just want to make sure you're okay,” I reply.

“We can go to the park. There's one close,” Cody suggests.

“That sounds good. Do you know how to get there?” I ask. I'm not from this part of town.

“Yes, I'll show you,” said Cody.

We get in my truck and drive three blocks to a small city park. After taking his bike out of my truck, I walk and Cody rides his bike into the park and he immediately starts climbing on the monkey bars. I position myself right underneath him, hoping to get a quick look up his loose shorts. He's swinging around too fast to get a real good peek, but I think I saw one of his little balls hanging out of his underwear in a split second.

After watching him play on the monkey bars for a while, I notice a sign along the treeline indicating a trail. “Hey Cody, wanna go see where that trail goes?”

“It just goes back in the woods” he says.

“Well let's check it out!” I say.

“Okay, we can do that” he says, heading towards the trail.

A little ways in, there's a small bench, and we sit and talk a bit more. He asks my age and I reply, “31” As we're talking, I reach over and rest my hand on his smooth leg. Cody just keeps talking as though nothing has happened. Emboldened by his lack of protest, I start moving my hand up and down the top of his silky smooth thigh, right up to where I can feel the edge of his briefs through his polyester shorts.

This got his attention! “Your hand is getting close to my private area” he said.

“Well, I just want to make you feel good. Does this feel good on your leg?” I ask.

“Yes, but my parents told me to not let anyone touch me in my private area,” he declared.

“Well, yes, that's true, IF the other person is a stranger...but we're not strangers because we're friends now, right?” I declare.

Cody shrugs his bony little shoulders. “Well, okay, I guess that makes sense.”

Continuing with my exploratory touch of Cody's thigh, I'm getting aroused by the softness, silkiness and perfection of his preteen skin, my fingers go a little further than the previous time, underneath his shorts, just past the leg opening of his briefs. This produces a little “peep” from Cody's mouth. He's undoubtedly amazed that anyone would be touching him this way.

I move back down his thigh, then back up, but this time I go up his inner thigh, underneath his shorts and past the opening of his underwear until I arrive at the very center of Cody's boyhood. As acceptance, Cody invitingly opens his legs up a bit wider, giving me easier access to the preteen prize between his legs I so desire.

Once my hand is fully inside Cody's shorts and underwear, I begin exploring his scant offerings. I discover the most silky hairless little balls I've ever felt, and a now-stiffening little penis – gauging from how it feels, I'd guess it to be about 2-3 inches long – and feels completely devoid of any pubic hair. “Soon,” I think to myself, “he'll be sprouting pubic hair, and he needs to be enjoyed before that happens!”

Looking all around, there's not a soul in sight. “Hey, Cody,” I say, “let's go over behind those bushes. I want to show you something you're gonna love.”

We head over behind the bushes, which gives us total privacy so no one walking by on the trail will see us. I direct Cody to lay down on the soft grass, and I get down with him, kneeling between his skinny little legs. I hook my fingers on the waistband of his shorts and pull his shorts and underwear all the way down and off. Sitting before me is absolute perfection: an eleven year old boy, nude from the waist down, with his legs spread wide open, and a half-erect, hairless, preteen penis pointing almost straight out at me...just waiting for my mouth.

I slide in between Cody's delicious skinny legs and immediately take his half erect cock in my mouth. “Oh my! W-what! Are you.......doing?” Cody mutters. “I pee from there!”

I stop sucking him, only long enough to say, “I'm giving you a blowjob,” and promptly get back to work on his first-ever blowjob.

Cody's eleven year old cock is now standing proud at full mast, stiff and hard as a piece of chalk... three inches of tender virgin perfection. As with most eleven year olds, there isn't a single hair anywhere, and his prepubescent balls are perhaps just beginning to show slight hints of hanging lower – a sure sign that puberty is right around the corner for him. Exactly how I like my boys!

Going back down on him, I continue to swirl my lips and tongue around Cody's impossibly-hard cock. To give him a little extra pleasure, I move down to his little silky-smooth balls for a bit, then down his taint, and finally my tongue finds his little hole, which is unusually clean for a preteen boy.

After spending some time darting my tongue into and around Cody's hole, I've doused the area with enough lubricating saliva, I can how work my middle finger inside without hurting him. Cody let out another “peep” when my finger entered, but then had an immediate look of pure pleasure on his boyish, innocent preteen face...a perfect, angelic face.

While my finger is working in Cody's hole, stimulating his prostate, I move my mouth back up to his cock and balls. Cody now has a look of pure ecstasy on his face, his eyes rolled back, his mouth gaping open. I can't even begin to imagine what's going through his mind as he's experiencing so many new feelings and sensations!

Within mere moments, Cody manages to get an “OH!” out of his mouth...his braces glisten and sparkle in the sunshine...his whole little body tenses up, then I can feel his three-inch preteen cock pulsate and jump in my mouth, while his hole constricts around my finger. It's an exhilarating feeling knowing the pleasure that's going through his young body right now. I look up, and Cody's eyes are as big as half dollars...I can tell that he's never experienced an orgasm before.

Cody's eleven year old body isn't mature enough to produce semen yet, and he has a pulsating, pleasing dry orgasm while in my mouth. To feel a preteen cock twitch, jump and pulsate while inside your mouth – knowing that he's experiencing this because of what you're doing right now – is an amazing feeling. If only it could last just a little bit longer! In a year or two, he'll probably have a larger cock and a nice offering of sweet young cum...but not just yet.

A little confused, Cody asks, “Did I just pee?”

“No, buddy, you just had an orgasm. That means you're a big boy now!” I declare.

“I don't know what that is.” He's still confused.

“When you're a little older, you'll shoot sperm out when you have an orgasm and that can make a baby,” I explain.

“Oh yeah, sperm! We learned about sperm in school,” he says. “Like how much older?”

“Probably in a year or two, buddy. Then you'll be a really big guy when you can sperm,” I explain. “But didn't it feel awesome?”

“It was a little weird. It felt good, but it was kinda like electric went through me,” he explained. “Like lightning, or something.” Cody continues, “When I can sperm that means I'll start growing hair down there, right?”

“That's a pretty good explanation of an orgasm, Cody.” I felt like some kind of praise was in order here. “And, yes, you'll start growing hair all over the place.”

“Yuck!” he exclaimed. “I don't want my penis to get all big and hairy and ugly looking!”

Cody's erection is now quickly disappearing, his preteen cock returning to its normal flaccid state. Still every bit as desirable, his cock is now a soft little one-and-a-half inch tube of flesh resting above his two grape-sized immature balls.

As I'm helping him up and dressed again, Cody said, “I never knew my privates could feel this way. I just thought it was for peeing!”

“There's a lot that you'll discover about your body as you grow up. You know, you can do this with your friends, too,” I explain.

“Yeah! I'm gonna show Zach when he gets back from vacation. He sleeps over at my house and I sleep over at his house all the time. He's my best friend,” he said.

“Well, kiddo,” I say, “I'm glad I could show you. Think you'll get home okay?”

“I can get home okay, I live super close, and mom and ad should be home now. Bye!” he said.

“Bye, Cody,” I say. “Maybe we'll see each other another time.”

I returned to the bench where I first felt Cody's silky-smooth thigh and preteen package, thinking about the special fun moment I just shared with him, watching him ride his bike down the trail to his house...until it suddenly occurred to me: did Cody fake being hurt earlier, just to get my attention? Was I, in fact, the one being pursued here? I'll probably never know!