Date: Mon, 29 Aug 2016 11:58:33 +0000 (UTC) From: Tim Smith Subject: Zach's Obsession with Wieners, Chapter 14 I woke up early the next day. I laid in bed thinking how cool the stuff Jason and I did. I actually had sex! How many kids my age could say that? Of course the thought of it made my wiener get hard and I reached down and squeezed the tip of it. It was Saturday and my parents usually sleep in later since they have to get up so early for work each day but don't work on weekends. Knowing this, I got out of bed and stripped naked and walked to the bathroom to pee. After peeing, instead of going back in my room, I went downstairs... naked. Of course I was hard. The morning gave a chill to the house and I had goose bumps on my skin. Maybe they were also from the excitement of walking around the house naked. It reminded me of the time I did this when I came home to get clothes when I was staying with the Holts except the house was empty back then. This time, my parents are upstairs and I could get caught if they come downstairs! I even had breakfast naked. Just cereal, so it was quick, but again, I had nothing to cover up with if my parents came down. And I was hard. I'm not sure if I was hoping I would get caught. If it was my dad, I'd be okay, but my mom hasn't seen me naked and certainly not hard. But nobody came down. I walked into the laundry room and found a folded stack of my clothes. I thought I'd do my mom a favor and carry them back upstairs to my room. I could have gotten dressed with items in the stack, but didn't. Back in my room, I noticed one of my dad's T-shirts was mistakenly in with my clothes. It was too big for me but I decided to try it on anyway. It was more like a loose night shirt on me and hung half way to my knees. My boner poked out the front. I put on a pair of my white brief underwear and that was enough to press my boner so it wasn't so obvious. I liked this. I was kind of wearing a dress and became jealous that girls at school could dress in something like this and be practically naked all day at school! Well, nothing was going to stop me from dressing like this in my own home, well unless dad says I can't wear his shirt. I walked in the hallway and heard my parents talking. Without warning, their bedroom door opened and my mom walked out. I scared her I think because she jumped a bit. I don't know why she said it but she shouted back into the bedroom, "Hey hon! Your puppy is out here. Looks like he wants to be tickled!" I just looked at her because that wasn't what I intended to do, but my heart started beating really hard and I started my pretend bark. Oh my God... maybe I will get to feel dad's boner again! Mom smiled and walked towards the steps and downstairs to start her routine. I ran into their bedroom and jumped on the bed barking away like I did when I was little. Dad was looking at me weird. "Is that my shirt?" he asked. I was a dog so I didn't answer. I tilted my head to give that confused dog look. "Come here," he said. "Come on boy! Come on!" Awesome! He was playing along! Talking to me like a puppy. I panted and walked towards him on my hands and knees on his bed. "Good boy", he said as he pet the top of my head. I made happy dog sounds and laid my head onto his chest, looking down towards his wiener. Mine never went soft since I woke up. He had the bedding on his lap so I couldn't tell if he was hard too. He stopped petting me so I growled and nudged his hand with my head. "Don't you growl at me! I'm your master! Disobedience is not tolerable!" he said, softer than he would have if he was seriously mad. I decided to test him. Not only did I continue to growl, but I started to nibble on his belly though his shirt. He tried to push me away but I kept on. He started to tickle me but I continued. He reached under my shirt to tickle me and that really tickled! I had to stop biting him and instead, try to get away from his hands in my ribs. He was winning this battle so I had to try and twist and turn away from him. My shirt was pushed up my back and once I twisted onto my back it was pushed up my chest – exposing my boner bulge in my tighty whities. Dad looked. He must have assumed I'd be hard. I bet he is too. I was about to find out. I don't know if I was just extra sensitive this morning or if he improved his tickling technique, but he was really getting me good! I had a hard time even breathing because he would not let up! My only relief was to try and escape! My path: Towards the foot of his bed. I tried to use his body to pull myself along but the loose bedding made it tough and he kept pulling me back up! I was on my back and he was tickling the inside of my legs. I reached over my head and I grabbed the inside of his leg and when I tried to pull myself along, I instead slipped and my hand slid along his leg instead. It was by accident at first until I realized where I grabbed him. My hand was on my dad's hard wiener! I instinctively let go immediately. Dad didn't react one way or the other so I decided to repeat me attempt to escape, only this time, I slipped on purpose and once again, dad's hard wiener was in my hand. There were layers of covers between us and maybe even pajamas and underwear, but I still was touching it! This time I didn't let go. Instead, I squeezed it. His tickling changed to rubbing. My squeezing also changed to rubbing. Words weren't spoken. There was no mistaking what was occurring. He let me play with his wiener. He knew I wanted this. He knew his son was gay. He probably assumed me and Jason did stuff the other night. He had no idea what else I have done. But right now, it was all about Dad's wiener. It was really hard. I was not surprised at how big it was since I saw it in the changing room at the store, but now I was "touching" it. Dad was now squeezing my butt cheeks through my underwear. I knew he liked them so I was happy that he was able to touch me like that again. I wished he would touch my wiener too, but I had no idea how to get him to do that unless I just asked him but I didn't have the guts. Instead, we just rubbed and squeezed each other. I felt him all over including his balls. Was I was really grabbing Dad's wiener without him stopping me? I had my hand completely around his cloth covered shaft. It was really thick. Maybe the layers of cloth made it seem thicker but even with that accounted for, he was so much thicker and longer than Jason. More than Arnie or Kevin or even Michael! I was trying to figure out how to get under his covers so I could see if Dad would let me touch it without any barrier when we were both startled by my mom's voice from downstairs. "What are you boys up to up there? It's too quiet!" We both froze. "Is it time for breakfast?" Dad yelled back without answering her question. "About 5 minutes," she answered. "Okay, fun's over," dad whispered as he patted my butt to get me to move. He nudged me to move off his body so I rolled over to Mom's side of the bed. My shirt was still pushed up so this exposed my poked out underwear again. Dad looked at it and then at my eyes. I was watching him the whole time. I think he was trying to measure my reaction. I was thinking "That was great" and "I want to do it again" but I'm not sure what he saw on my expression... until he flipped the covers back and quickly stood up wearing his boxers which had his huge boner poking through the hole in front! He made no attempt to cover up nor to hurry into the bathroom. In fact, he stood there and fluffed his pillow and straightened the bed covers with his hard wiener bouncing all over the place. I was mesmerized and sat up to get a better look. He finally stopped fixing the bed and just stood there on display. I was about a foot away from him. It was awesome. I reached out and grabbed his uncovered wiener and rubbed it back and forth. Dad let me do that for only 10 seconds and then put his hand on mine and pulled it off. "No. Your mother is downstairs," he whispered. "See you at breakfast." And then he walked into his bathroom and closed the door. Breakfast and the rest of the day happened as if nothing unusual was going on. Dad had stuff planned most of the day and I didn't see him much. I don't know what he was thinking, but I was extremely excited about my Dad showing off his hard wiener to me and allowing me to feel it! I was still very horny but unfortunately, everyone I knew was busy. I texted Arnie but he was away that day with some karate thing. The basketball courts were pretty empty and those that were there weren't boys I knew. Jason didn't have a phone and I still didn't know where he lived exactly. I didn't have Kevin's number either. Arnie always contacted him or he just showed up. I even knocked on Arnie's door after I knew he was away hoping Michael would answer and invite me in like the last time Arnie wasn't home. Unfortunately, Arnie's mom answered and confirmed what I already knew – that he wasn't home. I wasn't sure what I was going to do so I ended up taking a walk in the woods where Jason and I walked yesterday. Thinking back on our fun times made my wiener hard. I decided to strip and walk naked like yesterday. It was a hot and breezy sunny day and it felt great on my exposed skin. I eventually made it to the spot where Jason and I had sex... where I sucked him and he fucked me. I sat on a fallen tree trunk and closed my eyes relived our sex while I touched my wiener and butt hole. The vision I had of our experience was even better than the actual act because I was visualizing us like a video camera would have captured us – like the videos I've seen online. I was able to watch Jason stick his wiener into me instead of feeling it, but not seeing it which was the reality of the act the day before. I lubed up my finger in my mouth and was able to stick it all the way up my hole while I jerked off my wiener with my thumb and pointer finger. This was my first solo masturbation and it was amazing! The feeling I was giving myself combined with the risk of being caught out in the open had me reaching "the feeling" in just a few minutes. Once again, I came without shooting anything but it was an amazing feeling and I was out of breath once I had to stop due to the sensitivity of my wiener. I reluctantly pulled my finger out of my butt and was happy to see it came out clean. I was shaking too much to walk so I just leaned against the trunk while I recovered. My wiener remained hard. Even though I `came' I was still turned on to be outside with only my flip flops on. In fact, I even flicked them off so I could be 100% naked and feeling the dirt under my feet. My utopia was disturbed when I heard a stick snap and the crunch of leaves. I looked in the direction of the sound but didn't see anything. My initial reaction was to slide on my shorts but then thought whoever it was probably already saw everything so it was too late to be shy. And if it was me spying on someone, I'd be bummed if they covered up. So I stayed naked. And I touched myself again – not to please me, but to give a show to whomever was watching me. I wonder who it was... another boy? Maybe a girl. I wonder if I go to school with them. Would they tell everyone about what I did? Maybe it was an older boy. Maybe one in college. I know college students are on break. Most of the videos I watch are guys that age. Maybe it's someone much older. Maybe someone's grandfather. He probably doesn't have sex anymore. I hope I brought back memories for him. Then I had to laugh – maybe it was a squirrel! This memory ended up as just another incident to support my love for exhibitionism. Thank you for all the great emails – I love hearing from you – especially those of you who have said this story is the first one that motivated you to write the author. Nothing encourages me more than to hear from you and what parts of my story send you over the edge! Please also see my other stories in the Author's section under Tim Smith. And please donate to the wonderful Nifty Story website. They deserve it!