Date: Sat, 16 Apr 2022 21:34:20 -0400 (EDT)
From: ShortStories@PlayTime69.e4ward.com
Subject: Playground Player

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                                    Playground Player

                                     by: Playtime69

	It was a Saturday afternoon and I was at the local park playing. I
had been with a few of my friends and they all had to go home to eat but I
still had some time so I sat down on a park bench to rest before I too left
to go home. I really did not want to leave at all because school was
starting back on Monday and I knew I would not have much time to spend at
the park once I was back in class.

	I was not the most adorable looking kid so I did not have very many
friends that wanted to be around me. I was a little chunky to the point I
actually had boobs. I had longer hair than other boys because that was the
way I liked it. Even my face was fatter than most of the other 9 year olds
around. My mom kept telling me I would outgrow it and when I went through
puberty I would come out great. I guess the best thing about my looks was
that my hair was a nice light brown color and I had calm light blue eyes.

	I was just about to get up and walk home when a man came up and sat
on the bench with me. He looked to be in his twenties, very nice looking
with lots of muscles all in the right place. He had a gentle smile that
made me want to stay and talk to him. Since I was in no hurry to get home,
I thought I would stay and chat for a few minutes. That was if he could put
up with the way I looked.

	"Hi, there." The man said with a smile.

	"Hello." I greeted him back, also smiling.

	"My name is Pat." The man said. Then he asked, "What is your name?"

	"Gary." I told him.

	"Well. Hi Gary. Nice to meet you." Pat said.

	"Nice to meet you, too." I said back, not really knowing what to
say.

	Pat taking over the conversation began asking questions. "You come
here often?"

	"I do when I get the chance." I answered.

	"Me too. This is a nice safe park with lots of trees and places to
have fun adventures in." Pat continued to say.

	"Adventures?" I questioned.

	"Sure. I imagine different things like being in a different time
period or even in a different country." He explained.

	Getting more excited I began to get more involved with the
conversation. "Cool. That sounds like a fun game."

	"It is. You have time to play?" Pat then wondered.

	"Um, well I have a little time. I do have to get home for lunch but
Mom told me it would be late today because she had a hair appointment at
noon so I do not have to be home till about two." I explained.

	"Good that will give us time to play one of my favorite games. It
is called, 'The Call of the Wild.'" He told me.

	"How do you play?" I said with an excited voice.

	It was not every day that an adult wanted to talk to me much less
play a game. Normally if the few friends I had were busy, I had to just
play by myself. This was quite special for me so I was willing to play
along.

	"Ok. First you have to use your imagination. Can you do that?" He
was saying as I shook my head that I understood. "Good. Here is the
story. I am your special tour guide through the jungles of Africa. The
problem is we have been in the jungle for three months and have not come
across any other humans in all that time. That could actually be good
because there are a lot of tribes in Africa that would rather kill people
they do not know than to make friends with them. The bad part is we are
both guys and we have urges and needs and without a female along we have to
depend on each other to take care of those needs." Pat was explaining.

	Pat stood up saying, "Now here comes the fun part. We now will go
through these woods here pretending we are in Africa. So, keep all that
information in your mind and just imagine we are far away in Africa."

	He took my hand and gently pulled me into the woods. His hand had a
soft loving touch to it. It was almost like a magnet pulling me
along. Maybe just because he wanted to play with me or maybe it was his
voice and smile. I really did not care. I was just happy someone wanted to
spend time with me. We walked a little bit into some thick bushes like you
would find in Africa. Eventually we came to an open spot. It was only open
in the sense it was cleared. No one could see us and we could not see
anyone else.

	"This looks good, Gary. Remember now, we are in Africa and have
been in these woods for months. We have not been able to take care of
certain urges in all that time." Pat reminded me.

	"I remember. There is no one around. It is just us two
here. So...What is next in the game?" I asked.

	"Just tell me you need to be taken care of. Tell me you want some
relief." Pat told me.

	Still being a little confused, I did what he said."Pat. I need some
relief. You think you can help me out?"

	"Perfect. Just imagine we are in the jungles of Africa with no one
around." Pat told me again before getting to the main adventure.

 	Without any notice of what he was going to do, Pat reached down and
began to unzip my shorts. I lost focus and grabbed at his hands asking what
he was doing. He explained that it was all part of the adventure and that
we each needed some relief. The only way to do that is to get to the
pressure relief area, my privates. I had heard some of the older kids
talking about sex stuff and how much fun it was but I never actually did or
saw any of it going on. I finally rationalized it and thought that this
would be as good of a time to learn as ever so I moved my hands and allowed
him to continue.

	He unzipped my shorts then unsnapped the snap. He then pulled my
shorts down along with my underwear. I will have to say it felt pretty good
being outside in the open air with nothing covering my private area and my
butt. I just was not prepared for how much better it was going to feel.

	My little 2" limp noodle just laid there on top of my oversized
balls with not a hair in sight. Pat took a couple of his fingers and
grabbed hold of my shaft like he was holding a cigarette. He then began to
pull on it like he was trying to milk a cow. His soft gentle fingers really
felt good as he pushed and pulled my little dick away from my balls. Taking
his other hand he began to play with my balls and the area between my balls
and butt. The whole experience felt great. I looked down to watch but could
not see what was going on because of my big belly. I guess I did not care
because it was feeling so nice.

	Pat then surprised me once again as he got on his knees and stuck
his face right up against my body. I felt something warm and wet encasing
my dick and balls. It must have been his mouth. I did not know and did not
care it was just about the best feeling I had ever felt.

	I just stood there and let him do whatever he wanted. I began to
hear slurping sucking noises as he sucked on my shaft. I felt his tongue as
it licked my balls. I even felt it when he sucked my balls into his mouth,
one at a time. He then placed his hands on my butt and with his face
positioned over my privates he began to pull and push me with my butt. I
caught on and began to fuck his face. At the time I had no idea what I was
doing, just that I enjoyed it. My body began to shake and I got this really
weird feeling like some unbelievable pleasure force was taking over my
body.

	Suddenly Pat moved his face and grabbed my dick which was still
only 3.5" long but hard and still no bigger around than a fat pencil. He
began to jack me off right there in the open. The overwhelming pleasure I
was feeling as he was sucking my dick slightly went away when he pulled his
face away but then the combination of the open air, wet dick, and continued
stroking sent me into a mind blowing orgasm. I began to shake and shiver as
I grunted and moaned a bit from all the pleasure. My knees buckled and
because of my weight I could not stand and he could no longer hold me us so
he helped me gently sit on the ground. I soon recovered and was able to
stand back up. I told him how great that felt as I pulled my shorts and
underwear back up. He told me he was glad to have been able to help me out
now it was my turn to help him. I told him I would but did not know what to
do. He said that he would teach me.

	Pat proceeded to unzip his pants and pull them down. My heart began
to race as I thought about what I was about to see and do. His pants went
down soon followed by his underwear. His now fully grown 7" cock stuck
straight out. His cock and balls were covered by a dark brown thick
bush. At the tip of his cock was a puddle of clear liquid that later I came
to know as pre-cum. I was hypnotized as I watched that big dick bounce up
and down in time with his heartbeat.

	"Lick it." Pat commanded.

	I stuck my tongue out and moved in close. I was afraid to touch it
because he just said to lick it. I made brief contact with the tip before
it jumped away. The contact I made was just enough to be able to get the
pre-cum on my tongue. That one taste was all I needed. When his dick jumped
away my frightened tongue went back into my mouth for cover. When it
reentered my mouth was when I tasted the clear liquid and soon thereafter
my tongue went out to get some more. Making harder contact for a lengthier
period of time gave me more of the delicious liquid to taste.

	"Put the head into your mouth and suck it." Pat then told me.

	I wasted no time and with open mouth I went after his bouncing
dick. I caught it and soon I was sucking the head of the young man's
cock. That was when I was able to get a lot more pre-cum to drink. Pat took
hold of my chubby fingers and wrapped them around his shaft as he showed me
how to jack him off while sucking. Pat began to moan as he began to fuck my
face with his rod.

	"I am about to shoot. Get ready to move your head." Pat said.

	I had got in a position that I could move quickly when told. I
continued to pump his dick as I licked and sucked his dick head. Pat soon
yelled out to move my head as he placed his hands over mine and using my
fingers he jacked himself off, shooting a huge amount of cum from the
tip. Stream after stream after stream of cum poured from his cock. I
closely watched as my heart began to race with excitement.

	When the streams had stopped and the thick white substance was just
dripping from the shaft, Pat said, "Now lick it clean."

	I wasted no time in giving his dick a bath with my tongue, much
like a cat gives a bath to her kittens. The cum had a much different
taste. It was not bad but was not as good as pre-cum either. When he was
clean he too dressed and we found our way back to the park bench we had
started from.

	"Thanks for going on the adventure to Africa with me. I hope you
enjoyed the trip. Maybe we can go back again someday." He said as he began
to leave.

	"Yes it was fun and I would love to go back with you again real
soon." I told him as I too began to leave.

	I had just enough time to get home before my mother returned from
her hair appointment. Just as I was leaving the area I heard Pat call out
that this was our private little game and to never tell anyone about it. I
told him I understood. I was home before I knew it with only one thing on
my mind, "When was I going to see him again?"

	Normally on Sunday I did not go to the park but I was wanting to
have another adventure so badly that I went by myself and waited. I was
there several hours looking and hoping Pat would return but with no luck I
sadly returned home.

	Monday was a new year at school and being in fourth grade was going
to be a new challenge for me. I walked into my new classroom and saw the
teacher writing something on the blackboard. I found my seat and sat
down. When the teacher turned around I almost fainted. It was none other
than Pat, my adventure seeking playground player. He too recognized me and
smiled. The name on the board was Mr. Cummings. I knew him by Pat but
figured in class I better use his last name.

	Seeing Mr. Cummings fully dressed and all cleaned up really did
something to me. It only took the one day but by time to go home I was in
love. I even thought he too felt the same way, especially after the
adventure in the park. I knew better than to bring up the park thing while
at school but I did give him a special smile throughout the day hoping he
would catch on to how I felt about him.

	Each day the feeling continued to strengthen but I never did get
any signs from Pat (Mr. Cummings) about his feelings. He treated me the
same as all the other students. Then it hit me. Maybe Pat was married or
maybe he had a girlfriend or a boyfriend. I never heard him talk about
another person in his life and I never saw him leave or come to school with
anyone else. I would go to the park every Saturday and hang around about
the same time I was with Pat that first time. I never did see him and I
began to lose hope.

	It had been a month or so still with no outside contact with Pat. I
was actually getting to the point I needed to have another orgasm. I knew I
was still not going to shoot cum but that feeling was still what I was
looking for. I decided to give the park one last chance. It was a nice warm
Saturday and I was there right after I ate. I sat on the bench a while and
for some strange reason I decided to walk through the woods like I was on
an adventure. If nothing else happened I could drop my own pants and
underwear and touch myself in the same place I was touched before.

	I tried to find the same path that was taken the first time and
with some backing up and trying different ways I finally found a spot I
remembered. I knew I was close and was actually getting a little excited
just thinking about having my little dick out in the sunshine. As I got
close I began to hear some noises. I figured there was some other guys
using the same spot and wanted to be careful not to be seen. Finding the
right spot I peered through the bushes to see a sight that floored me. Pat
was there alright but so was another boy. It was an older boy. He looked to
be 13 or 14 and by what I could see he had a hard five or six in dick. It
flopped around as the boy sucked on Pat's 7" member.

	It was like it was with me and Pat. Soon as Pat began to moan he
pulled away and the boy pumped Pat's cock until it spurted all over the
ground. The boy then licked Pat's dick to clean it up. Pat then sucked on
the boy's shaft until he too blew his load all over the ground. Once it was
over Pat licked and sucked the boy's shrinking cock until it too was
clean. They dressed and began to walk my way. I ducted around behind some
more bushes so they would not see me.

	When the guys were out of sight I moved from my hiding spot and
visited the main open area. I looked around until I found the cum on the
ground that they had shot from their dicks. I stuck my nose to the ground
to get a good whiff. My little prick instantly got hard. I stood up and
dropped my shorts and underwear. I began to play with my own cock thinking
about what I had just seen and smelled. I soon was getting a really good
feeling and finally I began to shake as a baby orgasm hit me. It was nice
but not nearly as good as when Pat did it for me.

	I dressed and began to walk back alone. It had felt good but I felt
bad at the same time. The one I had feelings for did not want me. Was it
because I was fat? Was it because I had a little dick? Was it my age? Maybe
it was because I did not shoot cum like the bigger kids. This bothered me
more than I thought it would.

	Over the next several weeks my grades began to suffer and feelings
toward Pat continued to be confused. I still liked him but was hurt by what
I had seen. There were a few of the things, that I thought might be the
reason for Pat ignoring my sexual needs, I figured I could change on my
own. I knew I could not change my age, so that reason was one I would just
forget about. The size of my dick and the cum shooting issue were issues I
might could change but would take time. The one thing I could work on was
my size. Right then and there I decided to work on my weight issue.

	I began to play more sports and to work out more. I went for long
walks after school and tried to eat better and less. This was quite the
undertaking for a 9 year old boy. A few months later I turned 10 and I
began to get taller. I was still losing weight and with getting taller at
the same time I started looking better. I had also tried to play with my
dick a few time a week to try to persuade it to grow too. It had got cold
so I did not go into the woods too often but on some of the warmer days I
liked to go on an adventure where I would pull my pants and underwear down
and play with myself out in the open. I really enjoyed having my privates
out to where they could feel the open air and sunshine.

	Spring came and so did the warm weather. I found myself wanting to
get to the park more often to play with my pecker outside in the sun. I
never did forget the fun Pat and I had and was still hoping he would come
back to me. Most of my adventures to the woods included the thoughts of my
teacher sucking on my cock and letting me suck his. One of my favorite
adventures was one that Mr. Cummings did not pull his cock out of my mouth
fast enough and he squirted right down my throat. I always did wonder what
that would be like.

	It was another nice warm sunny Saturday just before Easter and I
decided to go to the park. Like normal I would sit on the bench a while
hoping my teacher would come by which never happened, that was until that
day. I almost died when I saw him walk up.

	"Hi Gary." Mr. Cummings said.

	With a big smile I replied, "Hi, Mr. Cummings."

	"Just call me Pat when we are alone here in the park." He told me.

	"Ok." I simply said as I was still upset he sucked another boy.

	I always wondered how many other boys there were and how often he
did it with them but I was too afraid to ask. I decided I would find out if
for no other reason but just to know.

	"Have you had any good adventures with other guys lately?" He
probed.

	Here was my chance, so I answered, "I haven't but I am sure you
have. Right?"

	He became a little flustered and answered my question with a
question. "Why do you ask?"

	Then I laid it all out to him. "I thought what we did was special
to you. I would come by all the time hoping you were here and would take me
on another adventure. Then one day I went to our spot on my own and here I
saw you with another boy. He was older than me and he shot his cum on the
ground just like you did. I never said anything because I did not think I
should talk about it at school. Are there others? They are probably better
looking than me too." I was almost in tears by the time I had finished
talking.

	"I never knew you felt that way about me. I never wanted you to
feel uncomfortable so I never said anything about it at school. I just
loved your hairless dick and thought about it a lot. I noticed you have
been getting taller and losing weight. You are turning into a nice looking
young man." He explained.

	Feeling better and wanting to be in on the conversation I said,
"Thanks. I have been working out and trying to get thinner."

	"Well it is working. Got any hair down there yet?" He then
questioned.

	Teasing him now, I answered, "Well you will just have to check for
yourself."

	"I guess you want an adventure then." He wondered.

	"Fuck the adventure. Let's just go into the woods and play with
each other." I bluntly said.

	With a sunned look be replied, "Well...ok...then..."

	We stood up and after making sure no one saw us he took me by my
hand and led me into the bushes. We got to the spot where I waited for him
to undress me. After a few seconds of hesitation he reached over and
unzipped my pants and unsnapped the snap. This time I gave no resistance at
all. I just wanted him to do it faster.

	Soon as my underwear was down to the ground my dick sprang to
life. I was hard before he even had a chance to touch it. I did not know if
it was because I had been playing with it or because I was older but my
cock now was over 4" long and about twice as thick as it was on our first
outing.

	"Wow you have really grown since last time. I am glad to see that
you are still hairless though. Do you shoot cum yet?" Pat finally asked.

	"Play with me and see." I teased.

	That was an invitation that my fourth grade teacher could not turn
down. He took a firm grip and gently began to stroke it. He was picking up
speed and I was beginning to wonder if he was going to suck me like he did
last time. Just about when I had given up hope, Pat dropped to his knees
and shoved my dick into his mouth. He sucked and stroked like he was trying
to win a prize. I felt his hands as they grabbed hold of my butt cheeks. He
pulled me into his mouth from behind and I could feel the back of his
throat as he sucked. I guess he could sense I was just about ready to have
an orgasm and just at the end he pulled my throbbing cock from his lips and
began to jack me off. Like before the combination of his previous work, the
fresh air hitting my wet dick, and his continual stroking sent me into
another world. I began to moan and groan from the pleasure then the shaking
took over. Finally with a hard jerk, a loud grunt, and a trembling body it
was over. I had just had one of the best orgasms of my life. I still did
not shoot cum but fuck did it feel good.

	"Well that answers that question. But, I could tell you liked it
just the same." He said.

	"I sure did." I told him.

	I pulled my underwear up and then my pants as I watched to see if
he was going to undress. He had not made a move to strip so I took the lead
and I reached over to undress my teacher. I told him that it was now his
turn and he was going to have to undress so I could get to his cock. He was
having fun letting me undress him so he just stood there and watched.

	Once his pants and underwear was down and out of the way, I quickly
grabbed hold of his semi erect shaft and began to stroke it. In no time he
was hard and I shoved most of it into my now 10 year old mouth. I sucked
and played with it, just like he had done to me. I did not let up. I sucked
harder and faster and when I could tell he was about to erupt I grabbed
hold of his butt and pulled him into my face. He tried to pull away but I
had a lot of determination. I wanted to drink his cum. I wanted every drop
shot down my throat. He was getting closer and closer to shooting his
load. So, I pulled him tighter and tighter hoping he would cum before I
lost the battle. It was a basic tug of war but in the end I prevailed. He
had no choice. He was going to cum one way to the other and with his dick
locked up inside my mouth there was little he could do. He began to moan
and shake as his orgasm took place. All of a sudden he shot hard long ropes
of cum into my mouth. I could feel them hitting the back of my throat and
dripping down my throat. It was a feeling and event that I truly loved and
will never forget. I am sure he will not forget what happened either.

	We cleaned up and he dressed before making an exit out of the
bushes. We sat on the park bench and talked about what we did, how we felt
about things, school activities, and how he wanted to come back here again
real soon for some more fun. We began to see each other quite often in the
park. Eventually we found other places to play and soon I had the chance to
suck him off in my bed. I will never forget that time as I just loved
sucking his cock and to have been lucky enough to do it in my own bed was
just a dream come true.

	The school year ended but our relationship did not. Matter of fact
it got stronger and stronger. I eventually made it to high school and was
sad that I could not see Pat every day. We still met in the woods and other
places but it was not the same. When high school came so did my ability to
shoot cum. I was not only drinking Pat's load but he finally got to drink
mine. I lost more weight and just like Mom said I got really good
looking. I went out on some dates but never forgot Mr. Cummings or what we
meant to each other. I graduated High School and soon thereafter we moved
in together. We now suck and fuck all we want without worrying if we are
going to get caught. One added note, I have no idea what I would look like
with hair around my cock and balls because from the time my first hair
appeared I have been shaving it off. To this day I have never had pubic
hair because that is the way Pat likes it. Someday I hope to get him to
shave his off so I will see what he looks like bald...someday.

                                         The End