Date: Wed, 6 Aug 2008 19:05:15 -0700
From: Poo Flinger <poopooflinger@gmail.com>
Subject: "New Friend and Neighbor"

The story your about to read is completely made up (Fictional) I am
original author and all copyrights belong to me.  No part is true and is
purely imagination from my head.  If you are under 18 then you probably
shouldn't be reading these stories.  If someone under 18 is with you then
you shouldn't be here.  This story contains (m,m,m -12yo) exploration.
Comments, critism's can be sent to me at poopooflinger@gmail.com (hate or
crude remarks will be deleted and ignored)

ENJOY...


		 A New Friend and Neighbor.  by PooFlinger


	As far back as I can remember, I've always been fascinated by other
boys willies.  I was already an expert on my own that I knew every bumb,
color, and even how to make it grow bigger and stiffer.  I didn't know it
then but making my willie big and hard would soon make me feel really good.
It only took the soothing touch of a new kid across the fence to bring me
this new joy.

	It was the beginning of summer and I had just turned nine years
old.  I have a younger brother that was six at the time.  My parents were
seperated and we stayed with my dad in the summertime.  My dad lived in a
three bedroom, two bath house with two storys and a basement converted to a
secluded playroom for my brother and I.

	I wasn't considered the cutest kid with moppy brown hair, grey-blue
eyes and average build.  I was about four foot nine inches tall and weighed
about 80-85 pounds.  My willie was about 3-inches soft and four hard.

	I woke up to a rustling noise coming from downstairs in the
kitchen.  I crawled out of the bed trying not to wake Woody and put on a
pair of shorts.  Woody crawled into bed with me like he usually did when
he's scared or lonely, which is just about every night.

	As I walked down the stairs cautiously, the morning chill gave me
goosebumps and made my tiny nipples harden.  As I neared the kitchen I
realised that the rustling noise was my Dad reading the morning paper.
This was unusual on a Saturday, Dad always slept in til after lunch.

	"Hey Dad, what you doin up so early," I asked wiping the sleep from
my eyes.
	"Morning Tad, theres gonna be a change in plans today.  I know I
promised to take you and Woody to the pool today but I have to go to work
and finish up a house.  It's gonna take all day, can you take him by
yourself, or would you mind waiting till next weekend?"  He said as though
he'd rather work than spend time with his kids.
	"I'll take him.  When will you be back?"  I replied with a generous
offering of reluctance.
	"After seven, I'll have a pizza delivered for you boys around
five."  He said as he grabbed his keys and lunch pail on his way out the
door.
	When I heard his truck start up and roll down the driveway, I
headed upstairs to go pee.  When I reached the bathroom door Iheard Woody
humming from inside the bathroom.  I musht have woke him when I got up.  I
went inside the room and he was standing in front of the toilet with his
Scooby Doo briefs around his ankles and his little will in both hands.

	"Did I wake you up Woodster?" I asked.
	"No, I heard Daddies truck."  He said yawning.
	"Slide over I gotta pee too."  I said as I pulled my shorts down to
my knees.
	"Why don't you wear undies Tad?"  He asked staring at my willie.
	"I don't like them" I answered as a stream started from my pecker.
	"Why does my pee-pee get hard in the morning, I can't tinkle till
it goes down.  He asked with a slight whimper.
	"I don't know it just does, mine does it too."  I snapped back
trying to concentrate.

	Then I looked down and his willy was sticking straight out from his
tummy at a solid two and a half inches.

	I don't know why but my willy started getting hard as my pee
stopped.  I had seen his willy lots of times but never hard and it never
made me hard.  Something about his milky white, smooth, hair-free pecker
entranced me and my knees started weakening.

	"Hey Tad, your pee-pee's getting big too!"  Woody said in a loud
excited little boy voice.

	I snapped back to my senses, pulled my shorts back up and headed
for my room.

	"Hurry up Woody, we're going swimming after breakfast." I said
turning into the hallway.
	"Swimming! Yay swimming!"  Woody shouted as I heard his pee splash
into the toilet bowl.

	After finishing our Lucky Charms, we rode our bikes to the public
pool, got some lockers and started changing.

	The pool wasn't busy today, at least not yet.  There was about five
old hairy gross men and one boy that looked about my age.  As I changed I
kept glancing toward the other boy, trying to see his willy, but his back
was turned toward us most of the time.  When I walked out to the pool area
I glanced over at the other boy as he was pulling up what looked like
briefs without a fly hole.  They looked strange to me, shiney and tight
with no fly hole.  "what kind of underwear is that" i thought to myself.
Despite my trying, I didn't see his willy once, but I got a good look at
the rest of him, and i was not disappointed.

	He was a little taller than me, had an average build, brown hair,
tan skin, but a milky white bubble butt.

	I had to stay in the shallow kiddie pool with Woody so he didn't
drown or anything.  The locker room was right next to the kiddie pool and I
watched for the other boy to come out.  When he did come out he was still
wearing the wierd underwear.  I could see the shape of his willy through
the tight shiney fabric.  It didn't look bigger or smaller than mine.  I
guess I was staring cause he looked over and grinned at me.

	My face started burning with embarassment and quickly looked away.
The other boy went to the lap pool and started swimming laps like a pro.

	Woody was splashing around and pretty much entertained himself.  We
were the only two in the kiddie pool so there wasn't a lot to do.  I was
starting to get bored and was still feeling embarassed about staring at the
other kid.

	There was a splash behind me and i felt a wave of warm clorinated
water splash against my backside which made me jump and quickly shot around
to see the other boy was standing right behind me.

	"Hey" said the boy sheepishly.
	"Hey" I replied kind of shyly.
	"Hi, I'm Woody,who are you?" Woody said out of nowhere.
	"Uh, I'm Brady, I just moved here today." he said with an accent
I've never heard before.
	"This is my brudder Tad, Why do you talk so funny?" Woody blurted.
	"Uh, sorry, my brother talks too much, he's only..." I started to
say apologetically when Brady cut in.
	"That's okay, my cousin is the same way, he's six.  I'm nine and a
half." he offered, now facing Woody. "I talk funny to you because I'm from
Australia."

	Satisfied with that explaination, Woody left the two of us to play
on the other side of the pool.

	"Tad right?" Brady asked me.
	"Yup" I answered quickly cause I was still embarassed from earlier.
	"I, um, I noticed you looking at me funny." He said shyly.
	"Oh, uh, ya, I um, I was uh, just um, well I was wondering why you
were wearing underwear to the pool." I said reluctantly.
	"Hehehe, these aren't undies!" he snickered, " These are speedo's,
most people wear em at home, I mean in Australia.  I was also on a swim
team, they make you go faster in the water."
	"Oh, I see, aren't they uncomfortable for your... um, your..."
	"My pecker? not when your used to them, just like briefs." he said
without hesitation or embarassment before i could spit out my whole
sentance.

	For the next three hours we played Marco Polo, Tag, Shark, and
Explorer.  When i looked up at the clock.

	"Oh crap, Woody, we gotta go."  I said noticing it was nearly
lunchtime.
	"Ahh, do we have to?" Woody whined.
	"Yes, hurry, Dad might come home for lunch." I replied, then hand
an idea, "Hey, Brady, you want to come over to my house for lunch?"
	"Sure, my Mom is still unpacking and she said not to come home till
after three." He said surprisingly anxious.

	He had his bike too so we rode to our house, as we turned onto our
street Brady giggled loudly, " Hey, you live down here? I live in that
yellow house next to that blue one!"

	"Really? haha, we're neighbors, that blue house is ours."  I
replied.
	"Wow that's cool!" Brady said really excited.

	We made sandwiches and ate them on the couch and watched some
t.v. for awhile, then Brady asked, "I still have my suit on, can I change
in your room?"
	"Sure, it's upstairs, first door on the right." I told him.
	"Why don't you come with me, then maybe you can try on my speedo's
to see if you could like them and get your own.?" Brady shyly suggested.
	"Um, okay, I guess.  I don't like briefs though, but I'll give em a
shot." I replied. THen as we got up I told Woody to stay there and watch
t.v.

	When we got inside my room I closed the door behind us and when I
turned around, Brady already had his shorts off and was starting to pull
his speedo's down.  I froze and noticed his willy was getting bigger under
his suit.
	He looked up at me and smiled sheepishly, and swiftly pulled his
swimsuit to the floor.  My jaw droped as I stared at his willy, now
sticking straight out toward me.

	"You want to touch it?" he asked.
	"Huh, uh touch what?" I replied as I felt my own willy harden under
my shorts.
	He giggled, then said, "My pecker silly!"

	Without saying anything I found myself reaching out and gripping
his willy in my soft boyish hand.  As I did this, he gasped then giggled
again.

	"Take your shorts off, let me see yours too!" he said with a big
smile.

	Not taking caution I gripped the waistband of my shorts and dropped
them to the floor not fully realising what i was doing or why I felt this
way.

	"Have you ever done this before?" Brady asked me.
	"Nnnnoo, have you?" I managed to stutter out.
	"Ya, a couple times, you'll like it, it's fun." Brady said with
confidence and sincerity.

	Brady reached out and started rubbing my now rock hard three inch
stiffie in his hand.  I gasped slightly and then it started to feel funny
in my smooth little balls.  The feeling of somebody else touching my willy
was amazing and I felt I was in heaven.  Then I felt this shock of
electricity surge through my body from my balls that made me stiffen then
groan with exstacy.  Brady let go of my pulsing willy and I fell to the
floor, then jumped up and ran to the door thinking I was going to pee
everywhere.

	"Wait Tad, wait!"  I heard Brady call out behind me, but I was
already in the bathroom.  When I realised I wasn't going to pee, I ran back
to my room and Brady wasn't there.  I put my shorts back on as fast as I
could, happy my stiffie was gone and ran downstairs.  When there was no
sign of Brady, Woody said, " He said he had to go home or he would be in
trouble."

	Feeling kind of sad I went back to my room and fell asleep on the
bed.  When I woke up I heard Woody yelling, "Pizza,Tad, PIZZA!" and then
the doorbell rang.

	After eating the bland pizza, I went back to my room and noticed
Brady's swimsuit on the floor.  I picked them up and went to bed hugging
the skimpy speedo's like a teddybear.  All through the night I kept draming
of Brady's peter and what he did with mine.  Sometime during the night,
Woody climbed into my bed and sometime later I felt his pecker against my
leg and his arm around my chest.  Although he's done this many times
before, this time feeling his stiff willy on my leg caused my own willy to
harden.

	I did something else I've never done before, I reached my hand down
to my now throbbing hard pecker and began rubbing my circumcised pecker,( I
knew I'd been circumcised when i saw my Dad naked and asked why his willy
was different.  THenhe explained that he wasn't cut as a baby like Woody
and I were.).  As the pressure of ecxtasy grew, the faster and harder I
pumped on my little stiffy.  The more intense the feeling got the more I
found myself groaning, and I completely forgot about Woody laying
practically on top of me.  My body began convulsing with pleasure from deep
withing my loins and I let out a moan of pure ecxtasy.

	Sudenly I felt Woody's hand slide down my smooth bare tummy
stopping just above my pecker that quickly went to it's normal two and a
half inch limp state.

	"Why were you shaking with your hand on your pee-pee?" asked a very
sleepy little boy.
	"Shh, go back to sleep or I'll make you sleep in your own bed!" I
told him sharply, more out of embarassment than anger.
	"Sorry, I thought you had a bad dream." Woody whimpered with a tear
forming in the corner of his eye.
	"No, you really want to know why I was shaking?  It wasn't a dream,
it was something else that was wonderful."  I rambled out.
	"Wonderful?  Is it something I can do?" Woody asked in his innocent
six year old boy voice with the face of a puppy dog.
	"Um I guess but you can't tell anyone!"  I said sternly.
	"I won't! I promise I won't." He said quickly and with some
excitement.
	"Okay, um, take off your undies."  I directed him.
	"I'm not wearing any, I wanted to be like you!"  He said with a big
little toothed grin.

	I couldn't believe I didn't notice before when I felt his stiffy on
my leg earlier.

	"Show me, come on Tad, SHOW ME!" Woody begged.
	"Alright booger, sit on my tummy." I told him patting my waste.

	My willy began getting hard again.  Just as I was about to change
my mind, Woody sat right on my pecker.  I felt my stiffy slip between his
milky, smooth, warm boy crack.  I can't explain why, but I loved the
feeling of my willy in the warm embrace of his butt crack.

	Now with Woody sitting pleasurably on my stiffy and his tiny raisen
balls resting on my bare skin with his now rock hard two inch hard-on
staring me down, I reached out and took hold of his willy.

	"Hey Tad, I like your pee-pee where it is, it feels really good!"
Woody said excited about learning something fun from his older brother.

	I started rubbing Woody's little stiffy like Brady rubbed mine
earlier that afternoon, and as I did Woody tilted his head back, closed his
eyes and smiled really big.  I kept a steady pace on his willy and he
started moaning softly and moving his hips back and forth with the motions
of my rubbing.  His movements made me moan as well.  I rubbed faster as the
pleasure mounted in my own loins, Woody's moaning got louder and faster.
We both began bucking uncontrolably at the same time.

	Woody stopped bucking and didn't say a word, he just leaned forward
kissed me on the lips softly and laid down on top of me embracing me
gently.  We both fell asleep like that.

	When I woke up Woody was where he fell asleep last night.  I could
feel Woody had another stiffy which made me smile, but I couldn't lay in
bed any longer, because I had to pee really bad.  I carefully manuvered
Woody from on top of me and I practically sprinted to the bathroom.

	Just when the golden liquid came steaming from my piss hole, I felt
Woody's arms wrap around my smooth leg.  THis made the stream abruptly stop
flowing from my pee hole.

	"I love you Tad!"  Woody blurted out in a soft boy voice.
	"Uh, I love you too Woodster!"  I replied as I patted his head,
"But I really have to pee."
	"Oh, sorry,I just wanted you to know I love you."  He said
apologetically.  "Can I hold your wiener while you pee?"
	"Can you what?!" I nearly screamed but then realised that it wasn't
such a bad idea, it might really feel good, "I guess you can."
	"Yay, you can hold mine too when I go."  As he said that he took
hold of my semi-hard peter and amazingly I started peeing again without
hesitation or stage-fright.

	As the last drops fell from the tip of my willy, Woody shook it a
few times.  The final drop flew up onto his lip and out of instinct he
licked his lips and smiled.

	"A little salty, but I really like how your pee tastes.  Can I lick
the rest off your pee-pee?" Woody asked, but before I could answer him his
mouth engulfed my now rock hard three-inch boner.  The feeling was so
incredible, I reached out, grabbed the back of his head and began humping
his soft, moist, boylips.  I was so busy enjoying this new amazing feeling
of Woody's warm mouth pumping my stiffy in and out of it, that I didn't
feel Woody put his hands on my butt cheeks till he gave em a squeeze.

	I guess Woody was enjoying himself as much as I was because I could
hear a muffled moaning between my own grunts and groans.

	I soon felt my balls begin to tingle and tighten, and I guess
instinctively began pumping faster and faster into Woody's lucsious warm,
moist, boy lips.  The tingling got more intense then it felt as though the
flood gates opened and I felt as though I was shooting jets of pee into his
mouth in sync with the pulsing of my stiffy.  At the same time my smooth
little butt tensed up and I shook uncontrolably with the intense pleasure
that was rushing through my whole body.  Embarassed that I was peeing in my
little brothers mouth, I pushed myself out of his mouth and saw it pulsing
but nothing was coming out of it.

	I knelt down and gave Woody the biggest hug I could ever remember
giving him, and thats when I noticed he was buck naked and hard as a flag
pole.  This made me smile as I said,"Thank you so much Woody, your turn."

	"Naw, that's okay, I don't have to pee right now." He said licking
his lips and smiling as big as he could.
	"You sure?" I asked as he nodded.  I grabbed his rosey cheeks in
the palms of my hands and gave him a big kiss on his tiny lips.

	After I left the bathroom and got dressed, with Brady's skimpy
speedo's instead of my spongebob boxers, and made ceral for Woody and I.

	When Woody came downstairs he had a Seattle Supersonics jersey,
that he got the last time Dad took us to a game before Mom left us for a
Yoga instructor, and Spiderman briefs that were both a size too small.  I
found it hard to stop staring at the tiny bulge in the spidy undies and his
deep blue eyes and scruffy sandy blonde hair.  His cute button nose
scrunched up as he grinned at me.

	"Where's Dad?"  He asked even though we both knew the answer.
	"Guess, he didn't come home last night."  I said with a bit of
resentment in my voice.
	"Oh, you think we'll see Brady today?"  Woody asked.
	"Dunno, I hope so.  I like him, he seems really cool." Was my
reply.
	"I like him too." Woody agreed.
	"Hey, it's a hot day, how bout you put your trunks on and we'll
turn the sprinkler on?" I offered, trying not to think about Dad not
showing up last night.
	"Okay, but I don't want to wear my shorts."  He said giggling.
	"Alright, finish up and we'll go outside."

	We put our dishes in the sink and headed out to the backyard.  I
set up the sprinkler and turned it on.  I sat on the steps for awhile
watching Woody run back and forth through the water spraying into the sky.
Every pass got him wetter and his jersy and undies got tighter and see
through.  Noticing a stiring in my pants from watching Woody's undy's
become like another layer of skin, I adjusted my growing stiffy so it was
more comfortable and unnoticable in the confines of the speedos under my
shorts.

	As I pulled my hand out of the top of my shorts, I glanced up and
saw a set of eyes watching Woody and I from the upstairs window.  Just as
soon as I noticed the eyes, they were gone.

	Thinking I imagined the eyes, I stood up and took my shirt and
shorts off.  Woody looked over at me and giggled as he ran through the
spray of the sprinkler.

	"Where'd you get those?  Wasn't rady wearing the same kind
yesterday?"  Woody asked, "Hey I can see your pee-pee through them!"  he
added.
	"Shut up Woody, don't be stupid." I shot back, "Besides, I can see
through your underpants!"

	Woody looked down, smiled, then surprised me when he said, "Oh
well" and yanked his undy's off then pulled his jersy off over his head.

	"Woody, your naked!" I said very surprised.
	"Chill, not like you haven't seen me naked before, besides I think
Brady likes it."  He said with a devilish grin.
	"What? How would you know Brady likes it?" I asked.
	"Cuz he's been staring at us since we came out here." Woody
answered.

	Woody and I ran through the sprinkler for about half an hour then
decided to go inside to watch tv.  The water soaking our skin glimmered and
sparkled in the warm sun, making me stare at Woody giving me a feeling of
complete love for him.  All I wanted to do was hold his warm naked body as
close to mine forever, never to let him go.

	On the way to the house I glanced up at the window Woody said that
Brady was watching us from and caught a glimpse of the blinds moving.  So
without understanding why, I slowed my walk and put my hand over my crotch
and started rubbing my now stiff willy in full view of the window.

	When I reached the door I stopped, looked up at the window,
smiled,then went inside and started watching tv with Woody.

	About twenty minutes later there was a soft knock on the door and I
got up and answered it, still wearing just the speedo's.  When I swung the
door open, I saw Brady standing on the porch with his head down, staring at
the wood decking.

	"Hey Brady, why'd you leave yesterday?"  I asked
	"I, um, thought you might be mad at me for jacking your pecker, si
I ran home."  he answered sheepishly.
	"Mad? Hell no!  I'm glad you did that to me, I only ran out cuz I
thought I was gonna pee."  I answered.

	At hearing this, he shot his head up, fast as lightning whe the
biggest grin on his face.  He then lunged forward and embraced me in the
biggest bear hug making it hard to breathe.

	"So your not mad at me?" he asked releasing his embrace.
	"NO, of course not."  I replied, "By the way, I like your swimsuit
that you left here."
	"Good, I thought you might.  Oh um I kind of saw you last night
with Woody." He said, looking at the floor again.
	"How?  Is that your window across from mine?"  I asked blushing.
	"Yup, and you seemed to like Woody's pecker from what I saw."
Brady said with a devilish grin.
	"Well, um, ya.  He begged me to show him how, so I did."  I said
and added, " You should have seen what he did to me in the bathroom this
morning."
	"What, what did he do? tell me!" Brady begged.
	"No, I won't tell," I said teasingly, and Brady frowned and looked
as if he would cry, then I added, "I'd rather show you!"

	His head shot up again with that big grin that made me want to
stare at him all day long for some strange reason.

	"Hey, Woody, come upstairs with us, I want you to do something with
Brady." I called to Woody.
	"Sure, what are we doing."  He said running up the stairs, excited
to be hanging out with his older brother and his new friend.  Normally he
was excluded from everything Tad and his friends were doing.

	When we all reached my room I told Brady to pull his pants off and
also told Woody to get on his knees in front of him.

	"Now Woody, do what you did in the bathroom this morning with my
will to him." I commanded him.

	Woody smiled ear to ear and reached forward and grabbed Brady's
limp pecker.

	"How come it's not sticking out hard like yours was Tad?" Woody
asked looking up at me.

	"You gotta make it hard, rub it up and down." I told him.

	With his instructions, Woody began to push and pull on Brady's
pecker making it grow harder with each stroke.  Up and down, up and down,
Woody continued for only a few seconds when Brady was at full mast.

	Brady had a look of pleasure on his face much like Woody's face was
last night when I taught him to jerk his willy.

	Now that Brady's hard peter was at it's full three inch throbbing
length, begging for attention by pulsing up and down even though Woody had
let go of it.

	"Okay Woody, do it!"  I told him.

	At hearing this Woody leaned forward and engulfed Brady's entire
stiffy and began sucking it in and out of his mouth, making it glisten from
the spit from his tiny tongue.

	Brady began to moan softly and reached out and grabbed the back of
Woody's head, helping him move forward and back on his rock hard boner.
His breathing seemed to speed up and as I watched, I felt my own willy grow
under the stretchy fabric of the speedo.

	Not knowing what else to do, I pulled the black speedo down to my
ankles and grabbed hold of my three inch stiff pecker.  I began tugging it
up and down, matching the rythem of Woody's head bobbing back and forth on
Brady's stiffy.

	Woody glanced up at me while sucking on Brady's pecker like a
lolly-pop without skipping a beat.

	"Tad, rub your pee-pee in my bum crack like last night." Woody told
me, letting Brady's stiffy pop out of his mouth long enough to say that
then devoured it back up eagerly.

	So with his recommendation, I let go of my pulsing boner, reached
down and grabbed hold of the wasteband of Woody's soaked undys, he put back
on when we got back in the house, and pulled them to his knee's, which were
on the floor.  Kneeling down behind him while he slurped Brady in and out
of his mouth, I positioned my boner into his soft crack and began moving it
up and down, sliding it the entire length of the smooth crevass with the
same rythem hes head made on Brady's smooth boner.

	Soon, Brady and I were moaning louder and louder, and I heard
muffled grunts from Woody's slurping mouth that began pumping Brady's
stiffy in and out faster and faster.  I began grinding Woody's butt crack
keeping the same rythem with his sucking.

	Then as if it were planned, Brady and I both shot our heads back
and moaned a long and loud moan of the most intense pleasure either of us
had ever felt.  At the same time our bodies spasmed under the extreme
feelings originating from our peanut sized smooth balls, that were snuggled
up as tight as they could get without going up into our hairless tummy's.

	After what seemed like a lifetime of spasms of great pleasure,
Brady and I lay on the floor panting as if we'd just run a marathon.

	Looking over at Woody, I noticed he was hard as a rock and tugging
at his two inch stiffy as fast as he could, liking his soft, moist, tiny
lips with his eyes closed and moaning that immeadiatly turned to a shriek
of joy.  His body began shaking and he fell to the floor giggling, still
holding his smooth stiffy in his little hand.

	I couldn't help laughing, but I was happier than I could dream of.

	We all layed on the warm, soft carpet of my bedroom floor for the
longest time, then Woody got up and crawled over to Brady and gave him a
kiss on the lips and hugged him.  Ten he crawled over to me and did the
same only he didn't let go from his hug.  He laed next to me with his arm
around my waist and his head on my stomach.

	Brady looked over and smiled,then crawled over to the other side of
me that Woody wasn't occupying and put his arm over my chest and whispered
into my ear.  "I think I love you."

	I replied, "I love you too Brady." Then he kissed me, sliding his
tongue past my soft lips and past my teeth.  Our tongues began swirling
around each others mouths.  I didn't want this moment to end, but just then
it did.  The front door slamed shut downstairs.

	"Shit, Dad's home, get dressed. Hurry!" I whispered in a panic.

	We all put our clothes back on, Brady with what he had on when he
came over, me grabbing shorts and a tank top from my hamper and WOody
grabbed a pair of my old shorts that fit him amazingly although they sagged
when he walked.

	Just when we all finished dressing, my Dad popped hes head in the
doorway, " Hey guys, I'm gonna take a nap, keep the noise down and don't go
anywhere."
	"Okay" Woody and I both chimmed together, then he was gone.
	"I should probably get going, I'm supposed to go shopping with my
Mom soon." Brady said as he headed toward the door.
	"You coming over tomarrow?" I asked as he reached the door.
	"You bet!" Brady replied with a huge sly grin.

	Woody and I followed him to the door.  I was behind Woody and the
shorts he was wearing were low enough that I could see a good portion of
his bum, which made my pecker jump back to life.

	"Bye, see you tomarrow!"  We said as Brady opened the door.  He
turned and grinned at me then ran home.

	Closing the door, I put my hand on Woody's shoulder and said,
"Let's go play in the basement."

	He looked up at me and took off toward the basement stairs in a
sprint.  I followed him, watching the shorts slip down even more exposing
his little white, soft bubble bum....

			    TO BE CONTINUED...

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