Date: Sun, 13 Mar 2022 23:34:53 -0400 (EDT)
From: ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com
Subject: Fireman Jack

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                                    Fireman Jack

                                   by: Playtime69


	"Dad can you sign this please?" I asked my dad while we sat at the
dinner table.

	"Is it your commitment papers to the nut farm?" My older brother
asked.

	"That is enough of that, Greg." Our dad sternly said. He then
looked at me and asked, "Casey what is the paper for?"

	"Our class is having a field trip to the fire station and I need
the paper signed so I can go with the class." I answered.

	"Maybe they will keep you there." Greg chuckled.

	"Greg!" Dad yelped.

	We finished dinner with minimal bickering. It was not just my
brother that picked on me but was also most of the kids at school. They
picked on me because of my name, my looks, but mainly because of my size. I
was one of the smallest in my fifth grade class. I was 10 years old and had
not began puberty yet so I was still rather small. All the girls were
bigger than I was and most of the guys too. Because of all the ribbing I
received I stayed mostly to myself. I was really shy and had no real
friends. The best I had was some that did not pick on me as much.

	At home I was mostly on my own since both of my parents worked late
and my brother and sister were both older and had things to do after
school. I had my own house key and was told to go home after school and if
no one was there I was to stay inside.

	There was nothing special about my looks. I had a pale complexion
with light brown hair and green eyes. I was actually a cute kid but with
low self-esteem because of being picked on so much.

	The day finally came and the school fieldtrip to the fire station
arrived. It was a Thursday and we had just finished lunch before we loaded
onto a school bus and soon we were at the fire station. There we learned
all about fire prevention and what all the firemen do. I was once again
being picked on by the other kids and was also getting bored so I slowly
wandered off.

	Somehow I managed to find my way into an area between their
sleeping quarters and their kitchen. There was no one around until I began
to round a corner and almost was crushed by one of the firemen.

	"Hey there little man. What are you doing back here?" He asked.

	"I...I...I..." I stammered.

	"My name is Jack. Who did I almost step on?" He then wondered.

	"I am Casey. I was with my class but the other kids were picking on
me again so I walked away from the group." I explained.

	"I know all about being picked on. When I was your age I was always
bullied because I was fat. Well look at me now. I am taller than most all
the other firemen. I guess my weight went from wide to high." He laughed.

	I figured I had better get back with my class so I asked how to get
back to where I was. He took me back and told me to call him Fireman Jack
if I wanted. He told me he would like to be my friend because he understood
what I was going through and that I could come by in the afternoons if I
needed to talk to someone. I thanked him and joined back up with my class
that never even noticed I was missing.

	The next day was Friday and I stopped off after school for a soda
at the local drug store. It was just down the street from the fire station
so I thought I might stop in and say, "Hi" to Fireman Jack if he was
there. While I was in line I felt a hand on my shoulder. When I turned
around I saw Fireman Jack with a big smile on his face. Fireman Jack was 24
years old and was much taller than I was. He had blond hair and blue eyes
and was quite handsome especially in a tee shirt and jeans.

	I do not know why but I began to get a funny feeling as I looked at
him. It even got stranger when I looked down a bit to see a huge bulge
between his legs. The tight jeans he was wearing made his package look like
a cannon in his pants with cannon balls hanging underneath.

	"Hi Casey." I heard Fireman Jack say.

	"Um, hi Fireman Jack" I mumbled as I was still trying to figure out
if I had been caught looking at his package.

	"If you are not busy and do not have to get home, how would you
like to get some ice cream next door?" He then asked me.

	Not knowing if he was going to complain about me looking between
his legs or not I felt I had better be honest. "I do not have to get
home. No one will be there until later today anyway and I would love some
ice cream." I then told him.

	We went next door and ordered some Sundays and then sat at the
table to eat. We began with some basic talk like school, home, brothers and
sisters, subjects at school, his work, what he had to do with his job and
some other meaningless stuff.

	"So Casey got a girlfriend hidden away anywhere?" Fireman Jack
asked.

	I responded with, "Girls are yucky."

	Fireman Jack smiled and rubbed my head, running his fingers through
my thick hair. I decided turnabout is fair play and I then asked the same
question back at him. Fireman Jack laughed and said he thought girls were
yucky too. Out of nowhere and without thinking I then asked Fireman Jack if
he had a boyfriend. As soon as the words slip from my mouth I knew I had
made a mistake. What I did not count on was the way he responded.

	"Not at the moment." Fireman Jack answered.

	This made me wonder if what I had previously thought was actually
true. Was Fireman Jack gay? His answer made me think that at some point he
had a boyfriend but something happened. I was just glad he did not make
more out of the question I had asked. This thought was quickly squished
because he then began asking me some uncomfortable questions.

	Fireman Jack then asked, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

	I blushed and said, "No. I really do not have any friends."

	"Well, you have me. I can be your friend if you want." Jack quickly
said.

	"True. I do want to be your friend, Fireman Jack." I told him.

	"Since you do not have to be home soon and I am off work for a few
days, how would you like to come over to my house and see how I live?"
Fireman Jack asked.

	"That sounds like fun." I quickly answered.

	When we finished our ice cream we made our way to Fireman Jack's
house. It was a nice place not too far from the fire house and just a few
streets over from where I lived. We walked inside and he showed me
around. It was large inside but was very neat and clean. He gave me a soda
to drink and asked if I wanted to watch some TV while we talked some
more. I jumped at the chance to talk some more and to be around someone
that was not going to pick on me.

	We sat on the sofa and Jack turned on the TV. He then put in a DVD
and started it up. I was shocked but thrilled as the images on the TV
screen turned out to be naked men in the process of having sex.

	"Do you Like what you see?" He asked.

	I nodded my head, "Yes" without taking my eyes from the TV
screen. The longer I watched the harder I got. My little 4" pecker had been
hard several times but I did not know what to do with it so it would just
eventually go back down. This time seemed to be different. I was getting
hard because of what I was seeing and thinking whereas before it would just
pop up all on its own.

	Fireman Jack noticed my little cock pushing on my shorts as I sat
next to him and asked, "Would you like to try some of those things?"

	Not thinking there was any harm in giving it a try I told him I
did. My ears heard him tell me if I wanted to try it I would have to take
my clothes off, but I was so entranced by what I was watching, that my
brain did not tell my hands to get to work, so I just sat there watching
the TV screen. Finally after several minutes he asked if I wanted him to
help. Still not fully catching what he was saying I nodded my head, "Yes."
The next thing I knew he was pulling my shirt off over my head. He then
removed my shoes and socks. I felt him helping me to stand up so he could
remove my shorts and that was when I woke up from the trance. He had my
shorts down to my knees before I could get any words out.

	"What are you doing?" I blurted out.

	Being surprised about my question he simply said, "I asked you if
you wanted to try some of those things and you said, 'Yes.' I then told you
that you would have to take your clothes off and I offered to help so I was
helping you to undress."

	"Oh. Ok. I guess that will be alright." I then replied as I pulled
my shorts off. I then placed my fingers in the waistband of my underwear
and pulled them down and off. My little 4" totally hairless dick popped out
and stuck right out in front of my body. My little hairless balls were
snuggly attached underneath.

	"You sure are a cute thing, aren't you?" He told me as he looked
over my naked body.

	All I could do was smile as I watched him drool over my
nakedness. He then had me sit back down and continue to watch the TV. The
next thing I knew was his head was in my lap and my cock was inside his
warm mouth.

	"Wow! That feels good!" I chirped.

	This caused him to get more excited and I felt him beginning to
suck on my hard pencil thin prick. His head began to bounce up and down
letting my shaft slip in and out between his tight lips. His huge fingers
then began to finger my tight balls as he continued to suck my cock. He
pulled me forward so that my butt was half off the seat of the couch. I
could still see the TV but now I could also see what he was doing at the
same time. I felt his hands as they began to caress my butt cheeks like he
was rubbing the fuzz off of a peach like he was getting ready to bite
it. He pulled my butt cheeks apart and soon his fingers were probing for my
virgin butt hole. He found my hole and began to press his little finger
inside. I was enjoying the blow job so much I really did not pay attention
to what his fingers were doing. I felt some pressure building up inside my
body. It was a feeling I had never felt before. It was an enjoyable feeling
though and one I knew I wanted to happen again. The more he sucked and
played with my balls and butt the stronger the pressure got and the better
it felt. Instinct soon took over and out of nowhere I began to pump my dick
in and out of his mouth faster than he had been doing. Later I found out
that I was actually fucking his face and was getting ready to cum. Fireman
Jack knew my body and what was happening more than I did and when he knew I
was about to have an orgasm he shoved his little finger as deep into my ass
as he could. The feeling of being penetrated at the same time I was having
a dry orgasm was mind shattering and was something that would never be
repeated. There is just something about that first time that cannot be
replicated. My body shook and bounced all over so much that he had to hold
me down with one hand as his other hand's little finger was shoved up my
ass. His mouth and face held me down by my privates until I calmed down and
my orgasm subsided. Once it was over he gently removed his finger from my
hole and his face from my privates. Looking me in the eye he asked if I
enjoyed my first orgasm which I giggled saying that it was amazing.

	It was then that I noticed a big wet spot on his shorts. I asked if
he was alright. He told me that it was pre-cum and it was from being
excited himself. I questioned him if there was anything I could do to make
him feel as good as I did. Instantly he picked me up and carried me off to
his bedroom. There he gently laid me on his bed and stood up removing all
of his clothes. I had just thought he looked good in his jeans. That was
nothing compared to how sexy he looked when he got naked. The problem came
when he removed his underwear. His tidy-whities were holding back one of
the biggest fattest cocks I have ever seen. It had to have been at least 9"
long and as fat as a log. It stuck out straight in front of him gently
bouncing up and down as his heart raced in anticipation. There was no way
that was going to fit in my mouth. I would be doing good to be able to just
get the head inside my lips much less the shaft.

	"Casey, I know it will not fit up your ass and you will not be able
to get much of it in your mouth but I can teach you how to pleasure me
anyway. Sit up on the edge of the bed." He began with his instruction.

	I did what he said and noticed that his cock was now right at my
mouth level. He moved in close so that my lips were just touching his
massive dick head.

	The instructions continued with, "Now put your young soft hands
around my shaft like this." He then took hold of my hands and wrapped them
around his shaft. He then said, "Ok. That feels really nice, son. Now move
your face in and begin kissing my cock. Open your mouth and let the head
enter just a bit. Then as you get use to it stick your tongue out and lick
the underside of the head like it was an ice cream cone. Continue to lick
it as your hands pull and push it into your mouth."

	I did as he said and was actually enjoying making him feel good. It
was not long and there was a stream of clear sweet liquid coming out of his
little hole. I wondered if it was cum but found out later that it was
pre-cum. I had been doing this for about five minutes when he began to get
a little aggressive. He began to fuck my face but not to the point of
forcing it down my throat. It was just he wanted to go faster. He pumped
faster and faster. His breathing increased and it seemed to swell up and
get even bigger, if that were even possible.

	"Fuck, Casey. You are great at this. It feels so good! I am about
to explode. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yessssss!!! Here it comes. Close your eyes,
Baby. I cannot stop now!!!" He moaned.

	I quickly closed my eyes not knowing what was about to happen. I
felt him place his fingers over mine as they clamped hard against his
shaft. He them began to jack off using my young boy fingers as a sex
toy. Not more than two minutes later he began to shoot his cum all over my
face. Some went inside my mouth, which I gratefully swallowed, some went in
my hair, some went up my nose, which made it hard to breathe, then the rest
splattered on my chin, my chest, and my private area. I was literally
covered with cum from head to cock and balls. I had never know of anyone
that could shoot that much cum.

	"That was fantastic." He moaned as his breathing finally went back
to normal.

	He took me to the shower and washed me clean before he allowed me
to dress. He too cleaned up and got dressed. We left and as he took me home
he asked if I wanted to come back for some more fun. I told him I did so we
came up with a day and time we could meet.

	The next time I was there he again gave me a fantastic blow job
then carried me off to his bed. I was thinking we would do the same thing
again but he had other plans. He had me lay down on the bed face first as
he lubed up my butt crack. He promised it would not hurt so believing him I
let him proceed. When I was lubed up he slipped his big dong between my
butt cheeks and pressed them together. It was a strange feeling at first
but the pressure on my butt hole and the force pushing my cock into the bed
made it all worthwhile. He fucked my butt crack and with each thrust
forward it caused my hard dick to slid on his soft sheets. It was like he
was fucking my butt and I was fucking his bed all at one time. This time it
took a lot longer than the last time. I was not sure if it was the method
used or because he had just came a few days ago but whatever the reason I
truly enjoyed it. I am sure he did too because this time most ended up in
my hair. The rest was on my back and in my butt crack. He cleaned me up a
bit then sat me up kissing me as he told me how much he enjoyed our little
visits. We showered together and then on the way home he asked if I wanted
to be his special friend. I told him I did which really made him happy.

	Over the next several years we made love in many different
positions and I eventually I was able to fill his asshole with my cum.
Later in life I managed to get his cock in my mouth and with some struggle
he fucked me in the ass too. There was nothing we would not try at least
once and if we liked it we did it more often. To this day we are still
together loving each and every fuck session. Funny thing was, I never did
want to be a fireman. I did find myself wanting to fuck one all the time
though.

                                     The End