Date: Tue, 20 Mar 2001 10:58:25 -0800 (PST)
From: Eric Smith <eric6219@yahoo.com>
Subject: "David and Timmy 2" (oral,anal,humil,shave)

Warning:  This story was written for Adults only and contains homosexual
          themes.   If you're under 18 or the community you live in
          has laws against reading this type of material, please do not
          continue.   This story is completely fictional and does not
          use safe-sex practices.   Please use condoms for the sake of
          your health and that of your consenting partner(s).


                             David and Timmy 2

Our First Time (continued)
--------------------------

     David withdrew his soft cock from my ass, allowing his man piss
to seep out of my boypussy.   The hot water mixed with his hot urine
and washed down my legs into the shower drain below.   David knelt
down behind me and clasped his hands on my hips.   He quickly turned
me around to face him and slurped my erect little cock into his eager
mouth.  His tongue swirled over the head and shaft several times, I
gasped, tried to hold on, but couldn't.  My tiny balls delivered a
boysized load on his tongue, which he greedily swallowed.   He was
obviously not sated because he swirled his tongue again, only this time
he sucked my tiny balls inside his mouth as well.   My legs felt rubbery
and I would have collapsed if David had decided to release my hips from
his grasp.   He milked a second helping, swallowed it, then disgorged my
cock and balls from his mouth.   He bathed my pubes with broad strokes
of his tongue, then stood up, licking my belly button thoroughly before
traversing up the center of my chest.   His fingers tightened around my
hips and lifted me off my feet.   I wrapped my arms around his neck so
I wouldn't fall.   Our lips met and we kissed before he gently lowered
me back to my feet.

     We stepped out of the shower and David lifted me up on the vanity.
I was sopping wet, legs dangling down with the excess water dripping
off the countertop to the floor.   I watched as he towel dried his body
in front of me, then dropped the used towel on the floor to soak up the
water below my feet.

      "Timmy, I'm going to give your pubes a trim.  Because your cock
is so small, it'll look better if it were highlighted and exposed a bit
more.  I have this fantasy about your pubes that I want to explore.
You're *my* little guy now and should wear a symbol that will serve as
a constant reminder that you belong to me."

     That said, he opened the vanity door between my legs and got out
a small pair of electric clippers, blow dryer and comb.

     I reacted immediately.   The last thing I wanted was to have my
some of my pubic hair removed.

     "please David... please don't shave me... i don't want you to.
i'm 14 years old, the kids at school will laugh at me!

     "You said your body belongs to me!  Were you lying about that?"

     "no... it does belong to you, David... it does... but how will i
explain this to my friends.   they don't know about us and may not
understand!"

     "What I hear you saying is you'd rather please your friends than
me?   I just want to give you a trim, is that too much to ask?"

     "ok David... i'm sorry i made such a fuss.  i only want to please
you.   please... trim my pubic hair... i want you to."

     David plugged in the blow dryer and got between my legs.  He
fluffed the hair with the comb and thoroughly dried my pubic bush.  The
hot air really felt good and I could feel my cock stiffen a bit.  After
a few minutes of primping he unplugged the blow dryer and replaced it
with the chord attached to the small electric clippers.   I couldn't
see what he was doing because his head was in the way.   He was very
meticulous and seemed to be spending an inordinate amount of time on
such a tiny patch of hair.

     When he finished, he lifted me off the vanity and stood behind as
he shifted my body toward a full length mirror on the far wall.  I was
embarrassed to discover that he had trimmed my pubes into a perfectly
shaped heart.  From an artistic point of view, it was rather well done,
even on both sides, with the bottom of the hair heart centered exactly
above the base of my cock.   David sensed my embarrassment and wrapped
me in a bear hug.

     "I don't care what your friends might say... I think it makes you
look cute."

     Fourteen year old boys aren't normally striving to be 'cute' but
David's words made me feel better temporarily.  I turned my head and
kissed his huge bicep that was resting on my pec.   David reacted by
kissing the top of my head and then easily hoisting me over his right
shoulder.  He carried me outside, bent down to scoop up my discarded
socks and walked me back to the sofa.   He picked up the rest of my
clothes and went to the laundry room.   I heard the washing machine
kick on a few minutes later.

     I saw him go upstairs and he came back down, he was dressed in a
pair of shorts, white cotton tank top and crew socks.   He was
carrying a pair of his brother's briefs that he said he found in a box
of clothes marked for Goodwill.  They were small and the elastic band
had 'Power Rangers' emblazoned in bold letters across the front and
back.

     "These belonged to Eric when he was about 6 years old.  I always
thought he looked cute when he wore these.   Ever since he started
school, he refuses to wear anything but plain, white briefs.  Now that
he is 9 years old, he insisted that Mom buy him some modified boxer
shorts that many of his friends are wearing.   His balls haven't
dropped yet but his cock is almost 6 inches long.  He'll soon have to
wear a jock strap for sports."

     As David stood there holding the tiny briefs, he used the phone
to call in our pizza order.  He must have known the guy on the other
end because he had a long conversation with him.  I heard him ask who
would be delivering but he didn't repeat the name back so I didn't hear
the answer.

     After he hung up, he held the briefs open in his fingers and said:
"Let's try these on you for size."

     I couldn't believe that he wanted me to wear briefs that belonged
to a 6 year old.  Is that how David thought of me... as a 6 year old
boy!

     He sat next to me on the sofa and ordered me to stand between his
legs.   He turned me until my back was facing him, then leaned down
and opened the legs of the briefs for me to step into.   When I did
he pulled them up my smooth legs and snapped the elastic to my waist.
They were way too small on me and hugged my ass and genitals tight to
my body.   David moved his hands to my waist and held me, saying
how nice I looked in them.   His cupped my asscheeks with his hands,
smoothing out some non-existent wrinkles.   Then he turned me around
and felt my cotton covered crotch.  Next he had me walk to the center
of the living room and model them for him.

     I flushed with embarrassment at having to parade around in
'Power Ranger' briefs at my age.  At one point, he asked me to pull down
the elastic band so he could look at the pubic hair heart that he
fashioned above my little penis.

     David beamed and held his arms open for me.   I ran towards him and
he hugged me to his chest.   He kissed me full on the lips and turned me
around to sit in his lap.   I could feel his huge erection pressing
against my thigh and he slipped his left hand inside the elastic band of
my tiny new briefs to cup my genitals and finger my pubic hair heart.
He told me all about how he wanted me from the first time he saw me at
the golf course.  The only reason he continued to practice was because he
was fascinated with my little ass and 26 inch waist.   I was shocked to
find out that I was as much a part of his dreams and he was of mine.

     We stayed that way, watching TV, talking and cuddling until the
doorbell rang about a half hour later.

     "That must be the pizza delivery," he said.   He reached for his
wallet on the end table and handed me a twenty dollar bill.  "Ask Scott
for five dollars in change, that should be enough for the pizza and a
good tip.

     I panicked a little at that point.  The only thing I was wearing
were the skimpy 'Power Ranger' briefs.   Obviously David didn't think
that the pizza boy would find that strange.   Only then did it register
with me that David called the delivery boy 'Scott'.  I quickly ran the
name Scott through my brain, trying to think of all the boys named
Scott that David might know.

     David slid me off his lap and patted my ass, gesturing me toward
the front door.

     I didn't know any boys named Scott.  Then it dawned on me, 'Scott
Peters'.  Please... please don't let it be Scott Peters, the quarterback
on the football team!

     I tentatively opened the front door and my worst fears came true.
Scott Peters, the hunky quarterback, was standing there with a pizza in
his hand.   I stood behind the door and leaned so the only thing he
could see was my face.    I quickly handed him the twenty and asked for
five dollars in change.   I'm sure he didn't know me, which I guess
surprised him.   He handed me a five and the box of pizza.   Just then
I heard David call out to him.

     "C'mon in Scott!  We're just sitting here watching a football
game.  You have time for a beer or something?"

     Scott walked inside and looked toward David sitting on the couch.
His mouth dropped open when he saw me in my skimpy 'little boy' briefs.
He looked toward David again, then back to me.

     "No, I don't have time to drink a beer, got more deliveries to
make and don't get off work until 6:30 this evening."

     David stood up and walked toward us, his crotch was full and you
could see the outline of his cockhead snaking down his right leg.  The
white tank top accentuated the thick patches of black hair on his
chest and under his armpits.   Smiling broadly, he reached out to shake
hands with Scott.  I saw Scott's eyes staring at the outline of David's
semi-hard cock and quickly look up toward the black chest hairs only to
catch himself and look away.   He seemed to be quite nervous and as they
talked.  He glanced at me several more times but I used the pizza box to
cover myself as best I could.

     "This is Timmy, Timmy Evans, he and I met at the golf course today
and he gave me a lesson.   He cured that big ole slice of mine.  We both
just got finishing taking a shower and his clothes are in the washer.
I found an old pair of Eric's briefs for him to wear.  I knew that you
were delivering the pizza to the house so I didn't think you'd mind if
he was a bit underdressed."

     "I don't mind, if you guys don't!  I've seen stranger things than
this before while delivering pizza."

     Scott remembered those briefs very well.  He used to help David
whenever he had to baby-sit Eric.   A picture of Eric, wearing nothing
but those briefs came into his mind.  He thought that he was over those
feelings but now he felt his cock getting hard.   Eric was one of his
earliest jack-off fantasies and it was disturbing to dredge up those
repressed feelings when he looked at Timmy standing there in his old
'Power Ranger' briefs.

     "Timmy is going to be a freshman this year, so spread the word
that I don't want anybody fucking with him.  I decided to take him
under my wing... this little cutie is mine and I'm not sharing him with
any of you guys!"

     A puzzled look came over Scott's face when he heard David call me
his 'little cutie'.  It caused both of us to blush as he extended his
hand toward me.   I balanced the pizza box in my left hand and put my
right in his.  His hand was huge.  No wonder that he was being recruited
by so many colleges.  With hands that size, he could get a perfect grip
on a football.

     As we shook hands, I noticed him looking at my tiny briefs again.
He didn't say anything but had a strange look on his face which only
added to my complete embarrassment.   Scott is six feet two and weighs
about 190 pounds.   If I had to pick another guy on the team, other than
David, he would be the one.   Like David, he has a smile that makes you
want to melt.   He and David are best friends and the two of them are
the heart throbs of most every girl in school.   I found myself thinking
about Scott making love to a girl and wishing it were me instead.

     Scott made his apologies and left but not before David invited him
to stop back after work.   He said he would try but wasn't sure if he
would or not.

     I had two pieces and David ate the rest of the large pizza.  Takes
a lot of calories to maintain weight on a guy David's size.  After we
finished, we returned to the sofa.  When David sat down, I sat next to
him but he motioned for me to crawl back on his lap.  This time he had
me turned facing him.  I sat on my haunches with my legs on either side
of his massive thighs.   He pulled my head forward, stretched his tank
top down and placed my mouth on his right nipple.

     Instinctively, I started to suckle like a newborn.  He held the
back of my head firmly against it with his left hand and massaged my
ass with his right.   When he eased the pressure on the back of my
head, I moved my lips onto his other nipple and swabbed it through the
cotton material until it became hard.   I felt very contented in the
arms of my man.  The fur on his chest felt good against my forehead.
I wanted to stay that way forever.  The more I gently sucked on his
nipple, the harder his manhood got.  I couldn't believe that David had
chosen me to be his lover.  I felt so special, to be turning on this
giant of a man with my little body.   I heard him moan as I pulled the
tank top down and twirled his bared nipple around on my tongue.  I
nuzzled my head inside the tank top and swabbed his muscled pec with
my spittle.

     I was drawn next to his armpit and he helped by raising his arm
in the air.   I buried my face in the warm, hairy cavern and gave it
the same attention.   I swabbed the hairy bush with my tongue and
cooed contentedly when I finished, keeping my nose buried in it and
laying still.

     Scott didn't come back after work and it was nearing 8 PM.
David had transferred my clothes to the dryer at least an hour ago.
When he brought back my clothes, he started to remove Eric's briefs
but I asked if I could keep them on me.   That seemed to really please
him.   He smothered me with kisses on my neck and ears as he drew my
shorts up my legs and slipped my golf shirt over my head.  When he
finished stuffing my shirt in my shorts, he leaned down and put my
socks back on my feet.   He asked if he could keep my briefs and I
said yes.

     It was almost dark when he pulled in front of my house.  I was a
little worried that my parents might be looking out the window because
I was sitting flush up against my man.   He shut off the motor and
sucked my tongue into his mouth.  I felt his hands roaming all over my
little body before he finally released me.   I gave him the unlisted
number of the phone in my bedroom.   It was a present from my parents
that they had given to me on my fourteenth birthday.

     He promised to call me later tonight before he went to sleep.

     What a great day this had turned out to be but it wasn't quite
over yet.

     My parents had witnessed our embrace and saw how David was groping
me inside his car.  Needless to say, I had some explaining to do.


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