Date: Fri, 21 Sep 2012 19:36:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: Bob Archman <bldhrymn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tiny Tim 1

Tiny Tim 1

This is a story for adult men. It depicts gay sex.  If this offends or
bothers you, DO NOT READ IT. It is a fantasy and is not a sex manual, or a
discussion of safe sex. If you have any comments send them to
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My name is Tim and that was an error on my parent's part. My grandfather
was named Tim too, so it made sense. They didn't realize I was going to a
dwarf until weeks later. By the time the doctors realized my condition I
was destined to be Tiny Tim.

That was just about the only mistake they made. My parents were loving,
helpful and sensitive. I couldn't have been happier.  I have two full sized
older brothers and a sister. Dad was big man, a former college linebacker
and my siblings took after him. That was hard on Elizabeth, who was his
size too, but she dealt with it.

I know many dwarfs have a problem with bullies and people making snide
remarks. I got my share but it wasn't much of a problem. No one wanted to
mess with my brothers, or my sister for that matter. We were close and they
treated an insult to me as an insult to them personally. The boys were
stars on the wrestling and the football team. They were two years ahead of
me and had no problem taking care of bullies.

I did well academically and pretty well socially. I am a bit of a geek. I
was into computers and soon was known for my abilities to fix computer
problems.  Life was good for me. My social life was limited, but I wasn't
into that much anyway. I was cute when I was young, but turned into a
macho, he-man type with a heavy beard and hairy chest when I was a
teenager. I also have a deep voice. My head and trunk were close to being
standard issue; my legs and arms are small.

On the bright side, no one treated me as a doll.  I wasn't cute or child
like.  The permanent five o'clock shadow and gruff voice were disconcerting
to many.  Everyone expected me to have a munchkin voice. At four feet
eight, you can only be so macho. I wasn't what anyone expected.

My family was always helpful, and I was in good health. I didn't seem to
have any of the problems many small people are subject too.  My geek
friends tended to be open minded and I was bright enough to excel.

When I went to college, my brothers were no longer there to keep people in
line, but by then my skills with a computer were well developed. Everyone
wants to be on the good side of a man who can unfreeze your computer or
recover a lost file at 3:00 in the morning.

I was in my second year of college when a pal, Bumpass, discovered I had a
full sized and fully functioning cock. Bumpass was a classic computer geek,
with the personality and social skills of a lump of coal. He was six feet
four and lumpy. He was painfully shy and inept at everything except for
computer code. My roommate for my second year was a transfer student who
lasted three days and then went home to his momma.  Bumpass replaced him.

 Bumpass showered at three or four in the morning so no one would see
him. One night I was sound asleep and I felt something.  I thought it was a
good dream. The dream turned into a great dream.  When I woke up, he was
sucking me.  I was a master jack off artist, but had lived in dread that
someone would discover the sticky remains.  That was no problem with
Bumpass.  He took it all, every drop.

I loved that he loved it. I use to get nervous, as I came close to shooting
off. I was afraid that some would spurt and form a wet spot on my
pants. Bumpass sucked me dry. He took the orgasm itself and the sucked
until nothing was left to drool. That was nice, but it was even nicer for
me to be able to relax and enjoy the orgasm. I could let nature take its
course and let things flow naturally. After the first few times, I
discovered Bumpass had an unlimited desire for cum and he was always
willing. That was good for me and for him.

I discovered his folks were always busy for Thanksgiving, so I invited him
home with me. I told my parents he was shy, and my parents liked him once
they got over his total lack of social graces.  was ungainly. If a camel is
a horse assembled by a committee, Bumpass was an elephant created by an
committee.  At twenty he was almost bald, had a wild red beard and a
lopsided face. Mom liked him and he thought her cooking was the best thing
he had ever tasted.

When we returned to school after Thanksgiving, I sucked Bumpass for the
first time. It seemed only fair.  He didn't force me into it or anything
like that. I think he was perfectly happy sucking me. That was enough for
him.

Bumpass was beefy; foreskin covered his cock and it looked small compared
to his massive frame. When he came back after his 3:00 in the morning
shower, I sucked the tip of the skin and worked my tongue into it.  I had
never sucked before, but I seemed to know what to do. At first, it tasted
slightly soapy, but soon I encountered some sweet stuff.  From my own
explorations with my own cock and I knew that was cock ooze.

I had tasted my own; it was okay.  Bumpass' was better, a lot better. I
soon licked his cock head, and concentrated on the oozing slit. I just was
being polite, but soon his ooze turned me on big time. I didn't expect
that.  I couldn't get enough of it.  As I sucked, his cock expanded. My
cock was probably longer than his was but his organ was thick, really
thick. As it grew, I became more excited.

While I knew how it felt when he sucked me, I had no idea what if felt like
to suck another man. It hadn't occurred to me it was be so pleasurable and
exciting. I was also surprised my tongue and lips could do that to such a
huge lunk of a man.

His cock seemed gigantic, massive and tender. The sweet ooze was suddenly
replaced by an explosion of man seed. His steamy cream filled my
mouth. While it enveloped my tongue, I continued to lick his head and his
ejaculations tickled.

We broke apart and went to sleep. A little later, I had the good dream
again and I woke to an orgasm. Bumpass took every drop. After he finished
he whispered, "I'm sorry.  I didn't mean to shoot off."

"It was good," I said, "really good."

"I'm sorry!"

"Bumpass, I really liked it.  I'd love to do it again," I said. We had a
long talk. My parents were very concerned about self-image problems. Since
I was so small, they wanted to make sure I saw myself as a human being not
as a freak. They succeeded in that.  It hadn't occurred to me that a big
man like would have self-image problems.  He saw himself as a freak and as
being an ugly and undesirable person.

His mother wasn't the perfect mom. Bumpus she was a waitress, but it was
mostly in strip clubs and dives. She was a single mother, but she always
wanted to have a man around the place. Bumpass had many uncles. Some lasted
for several years, some for only a month or so. He didn't say it, but I
don't think she was very picky. A few of the Uncles were nice.  Most
ignored him, and a few were nasty.

 Bumpass told me the worst of them was Uncle Johnny. He was a nasty man,
but he was wealthy and that was good as far as his mother was
concerned. When Johnny was home, he tried to stay away as much as
possible. There was a park nearby and Johnny went there. He ran into some
men in the rest rooms and that is where he learned to suck.

 Bumpass was over six feet tall when he was fourteen, so he looked
full-grown. The men he sucked off were grateful he did it.  That was fine
for him . He wanted to be liked and sucking cock was a way to do that.  He
went home with one of the men, and they got it on heavy duty. It ended when
the man discovered how old he was, but the man helped him out. He was a
bigwig of some sort and he got Bumpass a full scholarship to college.  "I
promised him I wouldn't suck off men in the park anymore," he told me.

"He must be a good man," I said.

"He was.  He died a year ago, but I still have the scholarship. My grades
are good, and I am a research assistant to a professor," Bumpass
explained. "I still like to suck guys off though. It's a lot nicer here in
a dorm room, than in the park.  I'm afraid someone will find out."

"To tell you the truth, I didn't expect to like sucking as much as I did,"
I said. "It was a lot better than I expected. I knew I liked being sucked
by you, but I really didn't know what you got out of it. I know now. It was
wonderful."

"You're not just saying that are you?"

"Couldn't you tell?"

"I was so turned on, I couldn't tell," he said. "I was afraid I would shoot
off and you would be turned off."

"I was a bit worried about that too," I admitted. "It was good. I liked
it." We talked a little longer and went back to sleep. The next day was
busy and I didn't have any time to think about it. When I came back to the
room that night, I found myself thing about Bumpass' cock a lot.

I knew sex existed but hadn't thought it applied to me. I had been
concentrating on my studies as a way to avoid the possibility of sex. When
I said I had a good self-image, I must admit there was a problem. It didn't
seem to be possible that sex was an option for me. I didn't know if the
mechanics of sex would work between and full sized person and a dwarf. I
had my parents and friends, but that wasn't the sort of thing I could talk
about.

Sex was in the movies and on the television, but never with dwarfs and
always with women. I was never interested in women. Oddly, while I wasn't
interested in women, I never thought of myself as gay. My obsessive
interest in computers let me avoid the issue all together. After my
connection with Bumpass , it was clear I liked men. I still wasn't sure I
was gay, but sucking the cream from a spewing cock and loving it was
certainly a danger sign. I laughed to myself. It was a great big danger
sign.

That night Bumpass and I had a good time.  I knew he liked it, and he knew
I liked it.  We didn't need to pretend. The sex was even better than the
night before. We traded sperm before going to sleep.  At four, he went for
his shower and he sucked me off when he returned. We talked afterwards.  He
seemed to like to talk in the dark. He told me he had other playmates at
school. He had found a park near the college where men looked for other men
and had discovered a place in the library.

"I feel guilty; I didn't level with you," he said. "I really like man sex."

"Don't worry, Bumpass. I'm new to this but I'm pretty sure I will like it a
lot too," I said. "It seems to it it's the sort of thing that could grow on
you."

"There is nothing else like it," he replied. "I have pals who think
reaching the twentieth level of the Dark Lord's Dungeon is hot
stuff. That's nothing compared to sucking a guy dry!"

"Does sucking affect you the same way with every man you play with?"

"Some guys are better than others. This guy named Bud just stands there and
walks away after I get him off. He never says a word. You are the best, but
an older man named Phil is good too. He's a security guard in the library
and he caught me. He scared me half to death, but he turned out to be
nice. He loves getting blown," Bumpass said. "He wants to fuck me."

"Are you going to let him?" I asked. "Have you been fucked?"

"A few of my uncles fucked me.  That wasn't good at all," he said. "Phil
told me he would do it right and I would like it. I wasn't sure, but he
said I could bring a pal with me to make sure I was okay."

"Are you going to do that?"

"I was wondering if you would come with me?" he said. "You are the only guy
I know that well." I wasn't too sure about this at all, but lust and
curiosity got the best of me. Two days later, we went to Phil's
apartment. It was near the university in the back of a large complex.  Phil
was the manager there. I was nervous, but after a few minutes with Phil, I
relaxed.

Phil was a big, bald, bearded, bearish man with a twinkle in his eye.  He
was a bit of a naughty Santa.  He had been a construction worker and had
hurt his back. He was surprised to see me, but he was nice about it. He
offered us a coke or a beer.  Phil and I had a coke; Bumpass took a beer.

"Are you boy's friends or playmates?" Phil asked. "Did Bumpass tell you why
you are here, Tim?" I nodded. "Are you guys experienced?"

"I'm more experienced than Tim," Bumpass said. "He's pretty new to the
scene."

"Well, I'm not new to the scene," Phil said. "I've been around the track a
few times. Let me be frank. I'm not much into passion and true love. I like
sex. I like fun and the more fun the better. I like it with no strings and
no entanglements."

"You like sex quick and dirty?" Bumpass asked.

"That's not the way I would put it.  I like sex slow and easy. I like to
take my time and see how long I can stay hard and excited. I love it when
my cock is oozing and dripping. I wouldn't use the word dirty, but messy
and sticky can be nice," Phil said. "Tim, I guess you know Bumpass likes it
neat. He takes every drop that oozes, drools or spurts from a cock. I like
it all. How are you with that?"

"That sounds good to me," I said.

There was a silent period. "Why don't we all get naked and see what
happens?" Phil asked.  Bumpass and I held back.  Phil smiled. "Well boys,
I'll get naked and then let's see what happens."  He began to strip. As he
took his clothes off, I became excited. His face was weathered, but his
body was in fairly good shape. He was still muscular and very hairy.  He
reminded me of an actor who played a blacksmith on TV. He seemed to have a
double dose of every male characteristic.

I began to strip and Bumpass flowed suit. When Phil dropped his pants, I
became more excited. He was uncut, like Bumpass and semi erect. I liked
that.

"Damn, Bumpass, you can pick them! Your pal is well hung!" Phil
exclaimed. His cock was at my mouth level so I took advantage of the
situation and sucked Phil. He was a bit longer than Bumpass' organ, but
nowhere near as thick.  I took his entire cock. Things were confused after
that for a while. When it calmed down, we were all well acquainted and at
ease.

Phil and Bumpass were on the bed. I was between them, sucking both men.

"Bumpass, you pal isn't as shy as you are. Do you mind sharing him?" Phil
asked. "Do you take his load?"

"Timmy shoots a big one," he said.

"He's getting me really close. If I shoot off he's not going to be shocked,
is he?"

"I think he would be okay with it," Bumpass replied.

"Why don't you straddle me and let me suck you while Timmy sucks me," Phil
suggested. "Let's go for the daily double."

Phil was close and almost as soon as he started to suck Bumpass, Phil
tensed up and let loose, filling my mouth with his man milk.  Bumpass began
to moan. Apparently, the excitement of Phil's orgasm pulled his trigger.

I found out later that this was the first time Phil took Bumpass' special
sauce. That was a big step for both men.  Bumpass fell asleep, but Phil
rallied quickly and was eager to play again.

"You look nice and hard," Phil whispered. "Are you ready to play again?" I
nodded. "I like to fuck. Have you ever taken it in the ass?"

"No, I've never done that," I said.

Phil looked at me. "Well, from the tome of your voice I can tell you aren't
too eager either," he said. "I think sex should be fun, so I don't need to
fuck tonight."

"Do you like to be fucked?" I asked.  I was shocked I was so forward.

"My prostate has played being a punching bag a few times," Phil said.  "It
was ok, but no cigar, if to get my meaning."  We were silent for a little
while. "This may sound odd, but I've never been fucked by a dwarf," Phil
said, "Hell, I've never been with a dwarf.  The idea turns me on a little."

"Really!" I said.  Phil reached in a drawer of the bedside table and
produced a tube of lubricant.

"Coat your cock with this and work some into my ass," Phil
instructed. "It's been a while and I'm probably really tight.  I did as he
said. I was rock hard and I was afraid I might hurt him. I positioned my
cock head at his hole and pushed.

"You're going to need to push harder to get in!" he said. I did and my knob
vanished.  "You got me!" he said. "Push harder and go deeper!" I did that
too. His ass was tight and warm. His rectum felt like it was made for my
cock. I wanted to shoot off, but I was able to hold back.

I thought Phil let me fuck him because he was curious about a dwarf's
cock. He seemed downright enthusiastic, moaning and shivering as I
pumped. I had never fucked before, but somehow I knew what to do.  Bumpass
woke up and enjoyed the show.

"I'm going to shoot!" I cried out.

"Pull out and let me take a poke!" Bumpass said. I did and I had realized
how fast he could move. The second I was out, he was in. For the next half
hour Bumpass and I alternated fucking Phil.  He looked a bit tired
afterward, but he still had a smile on his face. I was smiling too.

Bumpass shot off and filled Phil's ass with his hot man cream. I fucked
Phil again. I was really close and pulled out before I shot off.  I wanted
it to last. Phil rolled over and sucked my cum-covered cock. He seemed to
like it a lot.

"Timmy baby, feed me your dwarf cream. Feed it all to me!" he cried. I
didn't like being called Timmy Baby, but my cock was more than willing to
forgive him. He took every drop. Things calmed down. We were all wasted.

"This didn't turn out the way I expected," Phil said. "I haven't
entertained on the rear porch in a long while."

"I'm sorry," I said. "I got carried away."

Phil laughed. "I wasn't complaining; I was just stating a fact. You boys
are good," he said. "Sometimes sex can be routine. This was exciting.  I've
built up a full load. Are either of you willing to take it in the ass?"

"Timmy is new to this," Bumpass said.  "I'll take it. I've done it before."

"It wasn't very good then, was it?" Phil said. "You guys know what a hot
ass feels like now. I want to feel the same."

"You are right, it wasn't good. You said, you would do it nice and slow?"
Bumpass asked.

"I can be very gentle. You know sometimes fucking simply doesn't work. I
won't go any deeper than you want," Phil said