Date: Mon, 25 Jul 2016 10:48:46 +0000 (UTC) From: Tim Smith Subject: Zach's Obsession with Wieners - chapter 2 I felt myself trembling now that I was alone again in the bathroom. I couldn't believe what I'd just seen - 14-year-old Arnie Holt with absolutely NO clothes on! He had actually pulled his underwear off right in front of me, knowing that I was going to see everything he had - his hard wiener pointing up to the ceiling. This was a dream come true for me and my very first look at an older boy completely naked. I couldn't get over how easy-going he'd acted - like it was no big deal to brush his teeth stark naked in front of his 10-year-old neighbor. I picked up his underwear off the floor and played with it. Arnie's actual underwear - still warm and in my hands! I wanted to take this very private piece of clothing of Arnie's to bed with me, but I reluctantly put it back on the floor so he'd find it in the morning. A light was still on under the crack of Arnie's door. He must have been reading or something. I turned the bathroom light off and grudgingly went to my own bed to get some sleep, leaving my door open so I could find the toilet in the night if I needed it. Sometime in the middle of the night, a violent thunderstorm came up, with lightning and heavy rain, and I got really scared. I literally ran to the bathroom, opened Arnie's door, and got in bed with him. The lightning made it easy for me to see my way there and to find him. As I lifted up the covers, I could see that Arnie was still naked, but that didn't stop me from snuggling up against him. It was more out of fright than anything else, so I didn't even think too much about his bare body until the storm let up. He didn't wake up at first, but after a few minutes I guess he was aware that he wasn't alone and turned to face me. "Well, Zach?I see you took me up on my invitation. Did you get scared?" "Yes, I sure did. Did you hear that thunder and see the lightning?" "No, I guess I slept through it. It seems to be over now, but you can stay here with me if you want to. No telling when it might come back." "Thanks, Arnie. I'd like that, if you don't mind." "Sure, kid. Just don't expect me to put anything on. I always sleep this way." "No problem, Arnie. G'night," I said, snuggling again with his naked body spooned inside of mine. I put one hand on his bare hip and drifted off to sleep. The next morning I woke up in just the opposite position. Arnie was snuggled up against my back, and his arm was holding me against his body. I felt something on my bottom and realized it must be Arnie's wiener. I snuggled back even tighter against him because I really liked the way it felt. Pretty soon he rolled over on his back, and I turned to see if he was awake. He didn't seem to be. I looked down and the covers were low on his body, below his belly button. A big hump was where his wiener should have been, and I realized that he was hard like last night in the bathroom. I scooted the covers down little by little until I could see the tip of his wiener. I just stared openly at it, marveling that it was only inches from me - the same hard wiener that had been up against my bottom only minutes before. I wanted to put my hand on it but was afraid. My wicked thoughts were interrupted by Arnie's voice. "Whatcha lookin' at, Zach? Haven't you ever seen mornin' wood before?" "Sorry," I said, looking away and feeling ashamed that he had caught me. "Why do you call it wood?" "Because it's hard as wood when I wake up in the morning. Give me your hand." He took one of my hands and put it RIGHT ON IT, squeezing my hand to help me get a good feel. It was hot! I about freaked out, thinking he might try to get even with me for touching him there, but then I remembered that it was his doing instead of mine. He wanted me to touch it! "You're right, Arnie, it does feel hard, but parts of it are still kinda squishy - like this part up here on top." I was getting braver and feeling it all over, and he had removed his hand so that I could roam freely up and down his shaft and even down on his balls. "Oh, God, Zach, that feels SO good," he said, kicking off his covers completely and putting his hands behind his head. It really made me happy that I was making Arnie feel so good and making myself feel good at the same time. Once again I could see his whole body, head to toe. "You have a cool wiener, Arnie," I told him. "Wieners - are for little kids," he corrected me. "When you get to be my age, we call 'em dicks or cocks, or boners when they get hard, like mine is right now. I gotta go pee - don't go away," he said as he crawled over me and bolted for the bathroom. I watched his bare bottom as he walked away from me and thought how lucky I was to be here with this beautiful naked teenager. When he came back to bed, his wiener - er, cock - was pointing straight out in front of him - not all the way hard but darn near. He stood next to the bed with his feet apart and his hands on his hips and just let me have a good long look at him. My own little wiener had gone hard, too, but it was still in my underwear, which I'd never taken off all night. "You like looking at my body, don't you, Zach?" I didn't know what the right answer was, so I just smiled. "Sit up on the side of the bed, Zach," Arnie said, "and lift your arms." He lifted my t-shirt up and off my body in a flash. "I'm not going to just stand here and be the only one naked," he said, pushing me down on the bed and removing my last item of clothing. There I was - lying completely naked in front of him for the first time. He noticed my hard wiener and touched it like I had touched his a few minutes ago, and it felt really, really good - like nothing I'd ever felt before. "Breakfast in 20 minutes, boys," his mother yelled from the hallway. We both jumped. "Come on, Zach, let's take a quick shower. Mom always likes me to come to breakfast ready for the day." He took me by the hand and we walked naked together to the bathroom. Arnie got in the shower and turned the water on. "Come on in - don't just stand there and stare at me," I heard him say, and I did as I was ordered. He soaped up my whole body and rinsed me off with the sprayer and then told me to do the same thing to him. He didn't have to ask me twice - this was my chance to touch him everywhere, and I made sure I did. By now, his dick was totally hard again and he threw his head back like he was really enjoying it. We'd lost track of time, and before I could get Arnie rinsed off we noticed his father standing just outside the clear glass door. "Your mother said to tell you boys that you have only 5 minutes to get dressed and into the kitchen," he said, with a big grin on his face. "I see you're saving time by showering together - that's good, but hurry up and get outta there so you can get dressed." "He does this all the time," Arnie said, rolling his eyes, when we were alone again. "You'd think he'd get tired of seeing me naked, but I guess not. Sorry he had to see you, too. You okay with it?" I was a little shook up at the unexpected intrusion, but I figured I could be okay with it if Arnie could. After all, he wasn't MY dad! In fact, it was kinda cool that I was on display for Arnie's dad. It was kinda cool that Arnie didn't care either. But we were both hard! Could he tell looking through the wet steamy glass? We quickly dried off and got some clothes on, arriving at the breakfast table with seconds to spare. Mr. Holt smiled at me, and I smiled back. Every time I looked at him, he was already looking at me with a smile. It was weird. All I could think of was that this very handsome man had just seen me - and his own teenage son - completely naked with boners. Was he thinking the same thing? It's like he was thinking "I saw your wiener! I saw your wiener!" Even after breakfast, I caught him looking at me over and over, even from another room. I wanted to ask Arnie about it but I just didn't know how to ask. Thanks for the great compliments and encouragement. Keep the emails coming. mint848848@yahoo.com. Anyone in eastern Pennsylvania? And please donate to Nifty - your donations keep this site going and these stories alive!