Date: Sat, 26 Oct 2019 02:32:16 +0000 From: Dragonlover2000 Subject: The Overnight Shift -- Story 5 Well, after long last, here is another story! The following work is a work of fiction. Please be sure to donate to Nifty.org to keep this great site alive! http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Story 5 As per my usual, I clock in at 10:45 PM to start my shift. I have been working at this unit for boys with special needs for about a year by this time. As I chat with the exiting staff, I learn who was good that day and who was not so good. No major issues were reported, they bid me a good night, and I reciprocated. I locked all of the doors and windows, making the unit secure. I then went to do my first check on the boys. All of the rooms were dark, the only light in them was from the hallway lights. I was responsible for the overnight care of 8 boys between the ages of 5 and 12, although that could change with any new admission. But, as I walked on I noticed one boy was still awake. In bed, but awake. He was a relatively new boy to the unit; he had arrived perhaps 3 weeks prior. He was 9 years old, and his name was Sam. I stopped and looked closer. "Hey Sam, are you okay?" I asked. "Hi, sorry I'm still awake. I can't sleep," he replied. "No need to be sorry, buddy. Its fine. Is there anything I can do for you? Do you need anything?" I said. He thought a minute, then said, "Its a bit hot in here. Maybe you could turn the heat down? Maybe that's why I can't sleep." "No, I'm sorry, Sam, I can't touch the thermostats. They're locked up with a cover and I don't have the key for them. Do you want to sleep with no covers on? Maybe that'll help?" I said. "I dunno. I tried that but I'm still too warm. Guess I'll just try and sleep is all," he said with resignation. I thought a minute, then had an idea. "Sam, what are you wearing in bed? Maybe you're too warm because you're overdressed?" I asked. He pulled his sheets down, exposing an oversized football jersey and flannel shorts. He shrugged. I went in with him. Sam, sit up with me, come on," I said pulling him into a sitting position. "Want to take your shirt off? You'll be cooler without it, I promise," I told him. He kind of squinted, thinking. Then he nodded and pulled his shirt off and over his head. He tossed the shirt on the floor and sat there, bare chested. He was a skinny boy with milky white skin, small stiff nipples sticking out. His belly button was an innie. "There. Doesn't that feel better?" I asked. "Yeah, it does. I'm still warm, though,' he said. "Well, those are flannel shorts you have on. Its a bit warm for those at this time of year. Want to take them off?" I asked eagerly. He thought again, squinting. "I dunno. Its like... its like I'm kinda shy. Only my parents and my brother ever see me in underwear," he said. I could tell he was blushing even in the dim light. "Sam, I work here, buddy. All of these boys here were once shy, too, but they got over it. And you know what? I have seen every boy here in their underwear," I told him. His eyes widened a bit. "Really? And they are okay with it?" he asked. "Sure. We are all guys here, right? At least overnight," I said. He laughed and said, "Did you ever seen them naked?" I laughed along with him. "Sure I have. Like I said, they all were shy. But we are all boys, so there's nothing to be shy about," I said. He looked shy again. He wanted to tell me something, I could tell. "Can I say a secret? Promise not to tell anyone?" he asked. "I promise," I replied. "Well... you know that Raymond kid? He was saying he was gonna take out his wee wee at dinner tonight," he covered his mouth and giggled. "Yeah, Raymond can be like that sometimes," I said. "Yeah, he was standing up in the dining room ready to pull his pants down, and one time I think he did a little 'cause I think I saw a little bit of his wee wee," he said, giggling again. I thought about Raymond. He was definitely a cute kid. "Wow," I said. Do you think you saw it all?" "Nah, just like where it starts, like under his tummy. But it was funny!" he said. "Well, I'll tell you, I know he did that, so its no secret. The other staff told me," I replied. "No, that's not the secret," he said. "Its that... well... I wanted to see all of it." "Oh, I see. You wanted to see all of Raymond's wee wee?" I asked. Shyly he said yes. "Let me tell you something. They boys here are not shy. Sometimes they do stuff like that for fun, you know? And its okay to be curious, too," I told him. "I do wish I could see it," he said looking down. Then, another thought occurred to me. "Buddy? What if you COULD see it?" I asked him. "How? He's in his room and I'm here," he said. "Well, you and I could walk down to his room, and its a very short walk. And, I happen to know that he's fast asleep," I said. He thought a minute. "Yeah but how do I see it? He wears PJs to bed, doesn't he? I saw him in PJs before we went to bed tonight." "Well Sam, I have little tricks. See, if a boy has an accident in bed, I have to take his clothes off while he's still asleep, and get him dressed in clean PJs. So I know how to do it without waking him," I said. Again, he thought for a minute, then smiled at me. "Well, I guess we could try it," he said, getting off the bed. I took his hand and we walked to Raymond's room. Through the doorway I could see Raymond, fast asleep on his back. We went slowly into the room and closed the door just a bit. We went to his bedside. Sam looked down at him, then at me. His eyes were asking how we were going to do this. So, I gently reached down and started to peel back the blanket and sheet. Raymond moved slightly, but didn't wake up. I pulled the sheets all the way down, past his feet. He was bare-footed and wearing basketball shorts and a t-shirt. I looked at Sam. His eyes were on Raymond's crotch. His young mind was wondering what was beneath those shorts. "Stay right there and be quiet, okay?" I whispered. He nodded eagerly. Ever so slowly, I lifted Raymond's t-shirt up, exposing his belly as a test to see if he'd wake up. He didn't move or make a sound. I looked at Sam who was looking at Raymond's belly. So, I then slowly started to pull Raymond's shorts down. I was grateful to find out that he wasn't wearing underwear, just the shorts, and they were pretty loose. As I started to slide them down, I could hear Sam shifting his weight to get a closer look. I pulled the shorts past his crotch, then his knees, then slid them completely off. Except for his t-shirt, Raymond was naked. His 8 year old boyhood stood semi-erect at 2 inches, and he was cut. His small scrotum held 2 small testicles tight inside. I stepped aside, letting Sam take it in. Sam looked on. He looked amazed at what he was seeing. He was bending and twisting, examining Raymond's penis from as many angles as he could. I went to him. "I bet you want to touch it," I whispered. He nodded quickly. So I took his hand and guided it to Raymond's waiting member. Sam's fingers brushed against it lightly, and Raymond quickly responded with a small moan. His penis flinched a bit and Sam pulled away. I nodded to him to try again. He reached slowly towards it again and touched the top, then the shaft. Raymond's boyhood immediately responded, getting fully erect, sticking up towards his belly at 2 and a half inches. Sam giggled a little and covered his mouth. He came over to me and pulled me to the doorway. "His wee wee grew!" he said, giggling quietly. "Yeah, it sure did! You made it tickle, so it grew," I told him. And, looking at Sam's crotch I could see him sporting a little boner, too. "Sam, looks like yours grew, too!" I said, pointing down. He looked down and pulled the elastic of his shorts straight out, looking inside. He giggled louder. "Yeah I guess it did. It happened as soon as I saw Raymond's wee wee," he said, letting the elastic snap back. We looked back at Raymond, who still had a full erection. "Sam, want to take yours out?" I asked. He thought a minute. "I dunno. Like I said, I'm shy. Plus mine is kinda small," he said. "No matter, buddy. I have seen boys with very small wee wees. Smaller than yours, I bet," I told him. "No, mine is small. Super small," he said. "Well, I bet its NOT that small. Come on, Take it out. I'll prove it," I said. He looked down, then slowly started pulling his pants down. He bent all the way down, pulling them to his ankles, then stood back up. His boyhood was indeed pretty small, even for a 9 year old. It was slightly smaller than Raymond's and cut. A small, smooth scrotum held his tiny testicles. "See?" he said. "No, come on. Its fine. It'll grow. Does it get big like Raymond's?" I asked. "MMMM.... sometimes if I play with it. It sticks out," he said. He then took hold of it and pulled it out straight, demonstrating what it did when it was hard. "Come here, buddy. Let's sit on the bed," I said. We went and sat gently on Raymond's bed. He had walked right out of his shorts, now naked. I told him to lay back a bit. He did, exposing his whole penis and scrotum. "I bet I can make it feel super," I said. He smiled and said go for it. I took his young member in my fingers, gently playing with the top, and rubbing the scar underneath. His penis sprang up immediately, sticking straight up. He was giggling pretty loud as I played with his balls. This brought on more laughter. I then took him on my lap and gently rubbed his penis up and down. Within a few minutes I could tell he was ready to climax. He was moaning a little bit and breathing heavy. Then, all at once his penis went super stiff and he let out a squeal as his whole body went ridged. After a moment, he relaxed. "That was so good! It never felt like that before!" he said. "That is part of what your wee wee does. Makes you feel good," I said as his penis went slowly flaccid again. He stood up, still naked and looked at Raymond. I knew what he was thinking, but that was for another time. I pulled Raymond's shorts on again. I picked up Sam's pants and walked him back to his room. He padded naked to his bed and sat down, uncounciously playing with his penis. "That was cool. I'm glad you did all that for me," he said, gratefully. I handed him his clothes. "No problem, buddy. Any time. Put those back on when you feel like it," I said with a wink. He smiled and said goodnight. As I turned to go out the door, I could see out of the corner of my eye that he had laid down and was tugging on his penis. Another great night!