Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2010 23:19:08 -0600 From: Karls Friend Subject: Karl pt 4 First the necessary. If you are under 18 or whatever it is in your section of the globe please stop reading now. You need to go get outside and play. It's a nice day. For the rest of us however, while the kids are outside playing there's enough time to rub one off while watching the neighbor boy mowing his lawn. Shirt off and glistening, he pushes the lawn mower back and forth, little aware of fact that you are sitting at your computer, dreaming of licking his tight hairless abs and then moving on to nether regions. But let's be clear. These are fantasies and this does not give you liberty to act on these fantasies. And guys, standing at your window naked and stroking, hoping to get his attention is just as illegal as actually going out and stroking junior. This is why I am relating experiences from my youth. Read, enjoy, stroke. If you feel like writing your own experiences it's a great way to help your fellow man. I'd also like to thank all of you that have written me and shared some of your own stories. Some are very hot. Please remember though, only love. I'm not into any sort of abuse, mental or physical. The things that happened to me were welcome and, in some cases, initiated by me. There was no force. Every penis I put in my mouth (or other orifices) were things I sought. Please remember how lucky we are to have this site to share our stories. I realize times are tough but if you can donate a dollar or two I'm sure Nifty would appreciate it. Now that I have made myself clear let's get to Karl. Karl 4 After my experience in the men's dressing room my head was spinning. I was sorry that I not gone into the dressing room that the man had been in cause that stuff he shot out was on the mirror. I was too nervous and scared mommy would come in and catch me. I couldn't get the picture of the guy as he pushed his hips forward and looked like it hurt but also looked like it felt really good. Then the stuff flew out of his penis. It didn't look like pee so I knew it wasn't pee. It looked like the stuff that was all over the ladies faces in daddy's magazines. I wished I had gone over and tasted it so I could see why the ladies seemed to like it. I wanted to see what it tasted like. I had to figure out a way to get into daddy's cabinet downstairs. That's what I was thinking about when mommy said I was being quiet. I was trying to figure out a way I could get into the cabinet and that daddy wouldn't know. There was a lock on the cabinet but I wasn't sure if daddy locked it or not. I had never wanted to get in their before. Plus it was sorta high up. The only step ladder we had daddy kept on the back porch which you had to go through the kitchen to get. When mommy squeezed my knee I realized I had to act like I wasn't thinking about it. I started singing along too. When we got home I helped mommy carry in all the packages into the house. When we got into the house I quickly took my new shorts and the new matchbox cars I got and ran to my room. I loved my new shorts. I loved 'em not because they were my favorite pair but because they would always remind me of what happened. Just looking at them and thinking about the man in the dressing room I felt myself getting a stiffy and getting a funny feeling in my tummy. I slowly started putting two and two together and realized that when I got that funny feeling in my stomach it was usually when I got a stiffy. I thought to myself, "that's why the men in those magazines have stiffies too". But I didn't get a stiffy when I looked at the ladies the way the men seemed to. I got mine when I looked at the men. I couldn't wait for that night when I knew daddy and Karl would come home. After mommy told me to go to bed I just laid there thinking about the day. I felt hot, so I got up and took off my pajamas. I just laid on top of my covers. It felt weird 'cause I almost always had my pajamas on when I was in bed. It had been a hot day and once in a while a little breeze would come. Just laying on the covers I felt my body tingling. I wondered what it would be like to be laying on the bed with Karl. His hairy body next to me. I wanted to snuggle up to him and feel his chest on my back. Darn it. My penis was getting hard again. I wondered when I would have hair on my chest. As I laid there thinking about it I started rubbing my own chest. It felt good. Before I realized it the car was in the drive way. I hurried up and put my pajamas back on. My penis hadn't gone all the way down but I was in a hurry to see Karl. Daddy and Karl were talking as they walked in the door. Daddy was saying, "That's a great idea. I haven't been anywhere in years." I ran into the kitchen to say hello and to see daddy and Karl. Daddy said, "Well, I'm glad to see my little champ is feeling better." I ran up to him and hugged him right around the middle. There was something different. I couldn't quite put my finger on it at first, but then I realized I could feel daddy's penis through his coveralls. I stepped back and didn't know what to say. Then I saw Karl and gave him a big hug too. What I really wanted to do was feel his penis through his coveralls. I kept my body pressed up against him for an extra second. Daddy laughed and said, "Give the man some breathing room. It's too hot for you to be hanging on to Karl." I let go and just looked up at Karl who smiled at me. Karl said, "Yeah, it's a hot one today. I didn't even bother puttin' on clothes this morning. I just grabbed the coveralls and threw 'em on." What?! You mean he didn't have ANY clothes on under his coveralls? I just looked up at him and said, "Really?" Daddy said, "Well you're more confident than me. I just went commando today. Feels good to let the boys breathe on a day like today." "What does commando mean?", I asked with all sincerity. Daddy winked and said, "It means I didn't wear any underwear today. Don't tell your mother. She hates when I do that." I brightened up and told daddy I was going commando too. I pulled the elastic band of my pajamas out so he could see I wasn't wearing any underwear either. Karl looked down my pajamas and laughed and said, "Well, seems like great minds think alike." Daddy got a couple of beers from the fridge and they sat down at the kitchen table and I sat on the stool. As they sat and talked i watched Karl. Then it started to happen. That tingling in my tummy. I could feel my stiffy coming. Oh no. I wanted to run out of the room but I knew if I stood up they would see my penis being hard. I just moved my hands over my lap. I watched as Karl put his hand in his coveralls and scratched his chest absentmindedly. I wanted to go over and feel the hair on his chest between my fingers. I imagined it to be soft and course. All of a sudden I heard daddy say, "What do you think?" I came out of my reverie and said, "Huh?" Daddy then repeated his question. "What do you think if we all went to the lake and went camping for a long weekend?" I practically fell off the stool. "Yaaay!" was all I could say. I jumped off the stool, forgetting about my situation and daddy busted out laughing. "Well," he smiled, "looks like we have a winner!" I hurried up and sat down, embarrassed. Luckily they hadn't noticed. Daddy just laughed and said, "Don't say anything to your mother. I'll make sure she's up to it." Then daddy said to Karl, "Why don't you ask Sheila if she'd like to come." Karl agreed. "Once you make sure it's alright with the Mrs. I'll ask Sheila if she'd like a trip to the lake." Darn it. I didn't want Sheila to come. I don't know what I thought was going to happen but I knew that it wasn't going to happen if Sheila was there. I said to daddy, "Are there gonna be other kids there?" Daddy said he thought there would probably be other families at the lake this time of year. That made it sound like it could be fun then. As daddy and Karl continued to talk about the lake and the prospect of fishing, my mind wandered to Karl's chest again. I watched as he unzipped his coveralls more and stuck his hand down his coveralls to "rearrange" himself, as daddy called it. Then, suddenly, daddy got up and said, "I gotta hit the head. I'll be right back." He walked past me and said to Karl, "Why don't you fill him in on the lakeside while I take care of business." Daddy walked down the hall to the bathroom but left the door open. I could hear his pee hitting the water in the toilet, but my eyes hadn't moved from Karl, who had stuck his hand down the front of his coveralls again. He was looking down at this lap. I could see his hand moving inside his coveralls. He started talking about how we could go out in a boat and fish, all the time he had his hands down his coveralls. His voice was shaking a little bit like he was a little nervous about what he was doing. Then he looked me right in the eye. I was scared at first but then he took his other hand and moved it to his lap. He pushed the fabric of his coveralls down on his leg so I could see the outline of his penis. It looked big! I just swallowed hard. He smiled a little smile at me. Then we heard the toilet flush and daddy walking back down the hall. "Sound like fun kiddo?" My head was swimming. I just nodded and he said, "Well, we'll see what your mommy says." Daddy asked Karl if he wanted another beer and he said, "Naw. I gotta be getting home. I told Sheila I'd call her when I got home." "Alrighty then," said daddy, "I'll walk you out." "See ya' later," Karl said to me as he left the kitchen. I could still see his penis. I hurried up and ran to my room when they walked outside. I jumped into bed and pulled the covers up. All I could think about was how Karl was naked under his coveralls. I got to see his penis through his coveralls. Maybe I would see him in a swimming suit at the beach. Then I heard his car pull out and daddy walked back in. As he passed by my room he said, "Remember. Don't say anything to your mommy until I talk to her. Okay?" I pretended yawned and said "Okay." If you'd like to hear more let me know at karlsfriend@gmail.com