Date: Fri, 5 Sep 2003 11:53:34 -0700 (PDT) From: Oliver Homes Subject: Quid Pro Quo Chapter 2 Quid Pro Quo By Oliver Homes Disclamer: The usual disclamer applies here; if it is illegal where you live to view this type of material, or stories of this nature offend you JUST DON'T read it, it's as simple as that. This story is based on pure fiction, nothing is real but the authors imagination. comments may be made to Oliverhomes1@yahoo.com This story is copyrighted material and may not be used in any other medium without the authors consent. Quid Pro Quo Chapter 2 - New Kid in town Whew! Talk about your earth moving experiences. I would never have imagined that am orgasim could feel that good! Well, I did not hesitate to get on the net and find out some more information about my new found fun. The best site I found was a place called "jackin world". Boy oh boy, was I gonna have some fun now. I found about a dozen different ways to make winkie jump and have me giggling like mad at the same time. I spent the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon trying out various boy joys until winkie would not stand for any more of it and refused to cooperate. Just as well, my hands were gettin tired too. It was the early evening when Dad popped in the front door a little bit more chipper than he usually was, and a little bit earlier than he normally was too. Good thing I had just finished cleaning up the cooking oil from one of the new exercises I had learned today, WHEW!. So I jumped on the opportunity to talk to Dad for a change. " Hey there," I said. "What's got you home so early?" "Oh, nothing much, I thought We would go next door to the new neighbors and say hi." Now, you ever get that feeling in the pit of your stomach when your bowels loosen and you are about to crap your pants because somebody just said somthing that scared the shit outta you? Well, I just did. All I could think about was the boy next door saying "Hey! there's the naked kid!" That would go over like a lead baloon. "Awww Dad, do we hafta?" I started to whine. "I got things to do and all that," I said. "Well....YES, as a matter of fact, you do," spouted Dad. "Besides, you have been home all day, what could be so important that you can't go meet the new neighbors now?" "Well.....I, um, gotta get a, a bath. Yea, a bath. See I've been out all day, and I'm dirty and I need a bath, can't go to the new neighbors all dirty and smelly." I stood there looking at him trying to feel dirty. ( oh, if he only knew.... ) "I suppose that is not such a bad idea, Jim and Darlene probably wouldn't like to smell you." "JIM AND DARLENE?!? JIM AND DARLENE!" I almost shouted. "You already KNOW them?" "Yea, I work with Jim, rather, Jim works for me, I'm his boss. Say what's gotten into you anyway, you're acting awful strange...." Dad stood there lookin at me with that knowing look that parents are so good at. How the hell do they do that? I could feel the churning start again. "Oh shit!" I thought. I have to put the brakes on this before it gets out of hand. "Uh, nothing, nothing Dad." I said, hoping that he would accept this flimsy excuse. "Sorry I acted that way. I dunno, guess I wasn't expecting to go anywhere tonight." "Okay. Well, go on up stairs and clean up, we can go over in a little while," Dad said. This is going to be a real fun evening, I can see it now. Oh well, might as well get a shower and get the rest of this oil off of me. At least I had a fun day, knowing my luck when dad gets wind of this I'm gonna have a babysitter untill I'm thirty!, JEEEZZ! Thirty minutes later Dad was yelling up the stairs for me to get my ass in gear. Yea, I thought, I'm really in a hurry for my own funeral. But I could not delay it much longer before he would be up here trying to dress me himself, so I finished puting on some B.O. juice and a fresh pair of boxer bries, grabbed my OP board shorts and a clean tee shirt and headed down the stairs. "Did you brush your teeth?" asked Dad. "YES...Dad, I did." "An put on deodorant?" he asked again. "YES...DAD, I DID!" This time adding a little exasperation to my vioce. "All right, all right! Don't get your panties in a wad," he said. "Lets go". So off we went to Jim and Darlenes for the perv party. We arrived at the front door and dad knocked. While we waited for an answer I thought I heard loud voices and a child laughing, almost screaming with laughter. A moment later a lady answered the door. "Richard!" she said in an all to pleasant yuppie kind of way. "Hi, Darlene," Dad said, beaming from ear to ear. "I'd like you to meet..." "Ricky!" she almost shouted, and reached out and gave me a big ole yuppie hug...YUCK! "I'm so glad to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you, your dad has told me everything about you. I feel as if I already know you." "Oh, Joy." I thought. I put on my sweet little boy smile, acted a little shy, shrugged my shoulders, and allowed her to lead me into the house by the hand. "Jim!" Darlene shouted. "Look who's here." We entered an oversized great room that was to say the least, well furnished. On the floor in the middle of the room was a man and a boy, THE boy from this morning. It appears that they had just been wrestling around and playing. The boy was still giggling, and as he rolled over to look in our direction stopped as he and I locked eyes for the second time today. Uh Oh, here it comes.. "Hey there!" Jim said as he jumped up off of the floor to meet us and shake hands. "Glad you could make it." "This must be Ricky," he said and held out his hand to shake mine. I just stood there with a dumb grin on my face as he shook me so hard I thought my arm was going to be torn out of the socket. "God," I thought. "These people are just too damn happy." I'm starting to think I'd like to have what ever they are smoking. Or maybe he knows about jackin world also....NAH! Jim looks around and says, "Jamie?" Fron behind Jim's legs pops this little head of sandy brown hair, and big hazel green eyes. "Oh, there you are! come on around and meet our new neighbors," chirps Jim to his son. "Since when are you the shy type?" he adds, looking at us and giving a wink. Behold, the child. Jamie walks around to the front of his dad and hugs into him so tight the back of his head buries itself in Jim's crotch causing Jim to lean forward and back up a little with a grunt. "Jamie, I'd like you to meet Mr. Graves and his son Ricky." Dad jumps right in there and sticks out his hand like this kid is gonna take it and says, "Hey there Tiger! give us a shake!" in a goofy grown up way. "Oh, jeez," I think. "My Dad is a dork!" Jamie sticks out his hand and Dad shakes it as violently as I had gotten mine done. Did he just get even for me?... Jamie glances over my way and I feel the pit of my stomach turn over. Here it comes...... "Hi," he says in a small voice. I say "Hi," back. "Well.....," Jim says, "Why don't you show Ricky your game room Jamie?" To my TOTAL suprise, Jamie says oaky. He holds out his hand for me to take and follow him upstairs. Okay......I can deal with this. Darlene pops into the room before we leave and states that dinner will be ready in about 20 minutes. Jim says that is just enough time for him and Rick (dad) to have a beer. All of my fears fade into darkness, and light shines on me again. "How did you get all this stuff unpacked so soon?" I asked as we entered a well stocked room full of kid stuff. "The movers did it all," Jamie said. They must have paid a pretty penny for that I thought. There was a place for everything and everything in some place. It was so well organized it almost scared me. I was begining to think these people were robots or something. "Hey! you got a PS2 also," I said. "Yea!" Jamie jumps right in and starts to tell me all bout his games. Which ones he can't play or figure out. The ones he likes best. But it was all kid stuff, like Barney's barn yard and such. I sat there listening to him talk about his games and he was jabbering so fast that it started to fade into that sound like the grownup's always made in the Peanuts cartoons, you know? I'm starting to drift into another realm, when all of a sudden Jamie shifts gear and jerks me back to reality. "I saw you naked today." he states flatly. "Yea, I guess you did." I said. "But I did not mean to scare you." "You diden't," He said. "I thought it was funny." "Really," I inquired. "Just what did you find so funny?" "I don't know, I just thought it was funny, that's all." "So, you diden't tell your mom or dad did you?" I asked. "Naw....should I?" he asked with a gleam of mischeviousness in his hazel eyes and a wry grin. "Why you sly little monkey." I thought. This kid is starting to play me. It suddenly occured to me just how cute this kid was. I looked him over a little better. He really is a good lookin boy. He has his mom's perky little nose that fits his face well. A slight blush in his cheeks. His fathers chin, not too strong, but not weak or thin, with just a slight vertical cleft up the center. His lips were red and full, almost girlish but very much boy also. His smile is what took me though. He has a wonderful smile. Jeez, this boy is beautiful. "How old are you?" I asked. "Six, well, ALMOST six," he said with correction. "When is your birthday?" I asked. "December 24, I'm a Christmas baby!" he said with child like enthusiasim. "That's six months from now!" I piped in. He looked down and curled his bottom lip and whined, "I'm STILL almost six!" "Hey, I'm cool with that little dude." I said with a little passion. "Really?" He looked up and his eyes started to brighten, the green came out and his smile melted me. "How old are you?" Jamie asked. "Just turned 12." I said proudly. "WoW!" Jamie exclaimed. "You're OLD!" "Say What!" I started to get indignant. "You're so old you probably fart dust!" Jamie said with a giggle. WIth that all bets were off. "Come here you little monkey!" I laughed and grabbed him and started to tickle him without mercy. Oh, the screams of joy and laughter filled the room, and we were down on the floor in no time in a tight knot of bodies trying to tickle each other to no end. Suddenly, Jamie jumps up off the floor and runs out of the room. I'm laying there trying to figure out what he was up to. A moment later I heard a toilet flush, and Jamie came back into the room with his shirt pulled up still trying to fasten his jeans. "Whew, that was close." Jamie said. "I almost pee pee'd my pants." Looking at the front of his jeans I saw a dark spot and figured that he was closer than he had let on. "Want me to help you with that?" I asked, noticing that he was having a hard time with the snap. "Yea..." he said, moving towards me and extending his midsection my way. Looking at his soft little tummy and the waistband of his underoos sticking out of his jeans and that slight wet spot all started to get me aroused. Huh? I diden't quite know why but this little kid had some kind of hold over me. And now he is causing me to get a hardon! I finished snaping the jeans and pulling up the zipper, and then gave him a big old belly blow which started the screams of laughter all over again. Being down on the floor and having my face buried in this little boys belly was such a huge turn on. I had an erection like there was no end to tomorrow. All at once I felt that feeling I had several times today and knew that I was going to blow a load in my shorts. I knew I needed to stop, but it felt so damn good. I just let it go. "Are you alright?" Jamie asked. I laid there with my face buried in Jamie's soft little belly and said. "Yea."