Date: Wed, 23 May 2001 15:46:54 -0700 (PDT) From: Dook Subject: Little Harold Part Two The second part of this story is mostly true, however, my memory of these events isn't so good so I had to fill in some spaces, but for the most part this is true. I was so excited, today we were going to Grandma's house in San Jose. I wasn't really excited to see my grandmother. Don't get me wrong I love my grandmother, but the reason I was excited today, was because I knew that little Harold was going to be there. It was summer vacation and I haven't seen little Harold since we snuck into the neighbor's yard for a little oral exploration. When we arrived, Harold was not there yet so the whole family went upstairs to greet Grandma. My Grandmother lived in a small one-bedroom apartment close to town. There weren't many homes in the area. A small supply yard and an empty lot were all that were squeezed into the small street where she lived. She used the one small bedroom for storage and for as long as I can remember, slept on a hard bed in the living room. When Harold arrived the whole family was busy, the adults were getting ready to feed the kids and drove off to "The Burger Barn" leaving only my sister April, Alicia, Harold and myself. How convenient this was. Alicia and my sister April of course went off to hang out by themselves. Harold, realizing our situation, immediately asked if I remembered what we had done and if I wanted to do it again. Of course I did, so we started to look for a place to be alone. I couldn't wait to take his little hard on into my mouth. It had been nearly three months since I had tasted his young penis. First we went back in the house into the bedroom/storage room. We pushed our way past some boxes, trying to be very quiet, to the back of the room where boxes would hide us should anyone open the door. Harold was clad in a pair of colorful swim shorts that had an elastic top so they pulled down easily and his erection, so inviting, was pointing right at me. He began rubbing his thighs on either side of his penis as he offered it to me. I took his little hard on between two fingers and stroked it. "Suck it, hurry." He pleaded, almost desperately. So without waiting I engulfed that little cock in my mouth, a little "umm" escaped me, as I tasted the sour tang of his sweaty penis. He placed his hand on the back of my head and held it as he thrust in my mouth. My own cock was hard against my leg and leaking precum like crazy. "Stop" he said suddenly, and pulled out of my mouth. "What's wrong?" I asked. "Someone might find us here" he pulled on his shorts and moved to the door. "Come on" he said, "let's find somewhere better." I thought we were perfectly safe where we were, but I always did whatever Harold wanted, so we went outside desperately seeking a place to hide. We started around the block, pointing out various locations. Nothing seemed suitable for our needs. We considered climbing the fence into the supply yard but decided against it. Then we found it. Next to the curb was a bright orange paper dumpster, the door on the side was slightly open, inside was nothing but cardboard and paper, we climbed inside and closed the door all the way. The dumpster was about 8 feet tall and had no top. Here we both felt safe. I couldn't believe my luck, the perfect place. No one would hear us or see us. "Let me see yours now." Harold wasn't wasting anytime. So I happily let out my cock. It was only semi hard but looked impressive. "Dang! Is it all the way hard." "No" I said. He reached out and put his hand around it and then squeezed. That did it. Now it was hard. I was lying back in the paper and Harold was sitting next to me. He pushed up on his knees and pulled out his own cock at the same time. Then he pulled them close and rubbed the tips together. His beautiful erection was so hard and tight. Then he bent down and put his wet mouth around the head of my dick. He stroked the shaft and felt my balls with his hand while he sucked me. He came up wiping his mouth, staring down at my dick. He turned it as he admired its size. With his other hand he was playing with his own dick. "Do you ever jack off?" he asked. "Yeah." I loved watching him as he touched me. "This is how I do it." He said and moved closer. He started frantically pulling on his pecker in my face. He was pulling the skin forward and back as I watched the red purple head poking out of his fist. "Let me see how you do it." He sat down to watch as I gladly started to stroke my cock for the little boy. He was watching and trying to copy my movements with his own. "Can you make that stuff come out?" "Yeah" I said proudly. "Do it" he said, "I wanna see what it looks like." I started to jack off faster. He was leaning over me watching for something to happen. "Is it coming?" he asked impatiently. "Not yet." I was getting close though, stroking myself as I watched him tugging on his little hard on. His young body so soft and well formed. He was holding up his T-shirt with his other hand and I was taking in his beautiful body from his little six pack down to his thighs. "Tell me when." He said, still getting closer. "Ok" I was watching his face, his mouth hung open and his eyes were glued to the tip of my dick. He was stroking with me and I could see a little spit still on his lips as he anticipated my ejaculation and then it happened. "It's coming!" I said, and my body seized up. He leaned right into it as the first stream of semen shot from my cock and landed on his baby soft cheek. Then the rest dribbled out over my hand and down my balls. "Oh! All over your hand?" he said as he watched. I slowed my stroke as I lay back trying to catch my breath. "Do you think I could make that stuff come out?" He asked, his attention now turning to his own masturbation. "No not yet. Not until your 11." When I was 11 I had read this fact, and in order to find out I had started masturbating. I had not done it before that. I found some paper to wipe the semen up with. Typing paper does not do a very good job of this but it was better than nothing. Harold wiped his cheek on his shirt and we climbed out of the dumpster together and headed for Grandmas house. When we got there, the food was waiting for us. We ate and played games with everyone. Sometime later Mom announced that we would be driving out to Renee's house to spend the night. She live in Marysville and it would take a couple hours to get there so we all packed up and headed for Harold's house. This was a surprise. I couldn't wait because I knew that I would have more time to be with Harold. I was never prepared for what happened next. Harold arrived to his house before we did and was standing outside by the fence talking to about three other boys. One of them was in a wheelchair and looked to be about 11 years old. One of them looked 12 and the third was about the same age as Harold. When we pulled up Harold ran over to me with a huge grin, grabbed my arm and whispered in my ear. "That's Jerry." He said referring to the oldest boy. "That's Robbie and that's Stevie." Robbie was the one in the wheelchair. "I sucked their dicks too. The three boys were looking over at us as though they were waiting for something. "Jerry, wants to see your dick." He said. "You told them!" I was a little shocked. But when I thought about it, they had done it too, and I really didn't mind showing off my dick. It was very big and I appeared to be the oldest one here. Mom made us go inside and say hello first. I met his parents and then we were sent outside. The boy in the wheelchair had gone and the other two boys were playing around the carports. "Hey, this is my friend." Harold introduced me. I was trying to act cool. "Come on" said Harold. He looked around quickly then ducked into one of the storage rooms. It was empty and the other two boys followed him. This place was pretty run down and the door did not close all the way letting light into the small space. The boys were crawling through a small hole in the wall. I bent over and peered into the next storage room, which was locked. There was a mattress on the floor and the boys were telling me to come in. So I crawled through. "Show him your dick" Harold was telling me. I was a little unsure, so I sort of hesitated. "It's ok look." He said pulling out his penis and showing it to everyone. "And he'll show you his. Won't you Jerry?" Jerry nodded. Harold, without waiting for a reaction reached down and undid my pants. I didn't try to stop him. He opened my pants and pulled down my underwear revealing a very flaccid cock. The boys were amazed and Jerry reached out and touched it. "Want to see me suck it?" Harold asked Jerry. "Yeah, suck it." Jerry said. "Ok, you show him yours and I'll suck it." Both boys now quickly pulled their pants down to their knees and both were sporting the nicest little boy erections. Harold obviously very pleased began to suck my dick, which was rapidly reaching full size. He had obviously practiced a lot because he was so good at this. His cheeks would suck in as he pulled back, and then he would fill his mouth again. He was sucking on the head of my dick while the others watched. Jerry was stroking his dick like crazy. "Can I suck it now?" Jerry asked moving closer. Harold slurped to a stop and looked at me questioningly. "Let him." He said. Then to Jerry, "Go on suck it." Jerry got down grabbed the base of my cock and went down on it. I had never had anyone suck in that much of my dick before. It was incredible. He could fit about half of the shaft into his pretty mouth. I could not move as his young mouth sucked my hard cock. He obviously enjoyed every second. He would stop and stick his tongue in my slithole while stroking my shaft. He had bigger hands than Harold and could almost fit his hand all the way around it. Harold was watching then turned to Stevie and without a word pushed the boy's face down to his little cock. The boy took the hint and immediately opened wide to suck Harold's dick. I was in the middle of a preteen boy orgy. Stevie didn't really know what to do he just kept it in his mouth all the way, he didn't move up and down, but that didn't matter to Harold. He was holding the boy's head pushing his dick into his mouth like he had done to me. I was about to shoot my load into this boy's mouth when... "Stevie!" suddenly somebody was calling. We all put our clothes on as fast as possible and Stevie was sent out. We sat in silence waiting to see if we were about to be caught. Nothing happened, but now Harold was scared again and made us all leave. We went out together and sort of hung around the carport for a while not really knowing what to do. Later that night, Harold and I fooled around a little bit, but he did not like other people in the house and was very nervous, so our fooling around was limited. I won't bore you with that part of the story. But there is more to come, stay tuned. Thanks for reading my story. My e-mail is dookie_2123@yahoo.com