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This story is a work of complete fiction and along the lines of Challenged, for those who liked it, K?

Paperboy 1- Good catch...

It was summer holidays and my mom worked so I had the place all to myself through the day, which was real fine by me. I had just turned 14, had a good build from working out, was 5' 7", with a 5½" dick, which I found was average for my age, measuring it frequently after checking out dicks on the Net. I had only seen virtual dicks as I was home schooled, so was very anxious to see the real thing on somebody else. Damn straight I did.

Anyway I was a bit of a loner, quite shy with no real friends, so I spent my time on the computer, the piano and drawing, but was a little lonely. Guess not much of a chance of getting lucky, eh?

I had often heard the paper hit the door in the morning, but my mom would go out and get it, bring it in and read it. So on the second day of my holiday I went out onto the porch as it was such a great day, sunny and getting hot and waited for the paper, curious as to how it was thrown so accurately.

And boy was I glad I did! The paperboy slowed down in front of our place and tossed the paper, and suddenly noticed me, a little surprised, so gave me a knowing nod and a slight smile. I got a lump in my throat, one I had never felt before as I stared at him peddling away.

OMG, was he cute, I mean people say that about me too, but I know he was for sure. I quickly replayed the flash of him in my mind, although tall, he looked young, was thinner than me, black bangs and although it was a quick glimpse, it looked like his cutoffs were packed.

I had become so intrigued with dicks recently, I imagined what was in these and my mouth went dry as I immediately boned up so I hurried in and up to my bedroom and jerked off, shooting a huge satisfying load. Oh ya, I forget to say, that was my other thing I spent my time on, whacking off, ever since I discovered it on the internet about a year ago, and I was real good at it now. Lotsa practice.

I suddenly had an interest in reading the newspaper, which my surprised mom commented on. I could hardly wait for the paper, or maybe the cutoffs that delivered it, lol, the next day.

I timed it so when he slowed down I quickly got up and got it just before it hit the floor, surprising him and raised my fingers slightly and grinned warmly. He smiled back and nodded as he pedalled his ass away. An ass I was curious about. So, I scampered upstairs and played that reel a few times and enjoyed another good fisting.

The next morning, I sat on the railing and when he slowed down, I made a catching move, so he fired the folder paper, quite accurately, obviously experienced, and I reached out and caught it. He shot a cute grin, big time, and I beamed back and gave him a thumbs up.

So, for the next couple days, I would stand at the top of the the steps and catch the paper. I finally got up the nerve and the following day, I put on my tightest cutoffs and when he threw the paper, I nervously waved him towards the porch.

He stopped and got off the bike and walked up and I went down the steps and took the paper from him. I glanced down quickly and OMG, he had on bikers today with a regular snake down one leg. I avoided looking down again and trying to be cool, took the paper he handed me and said, a little nervous, "Hey, you're really good! I'm Mitch by the way".

Jeez, he had baby blue eyes, and although he was taller than me by a couple inches, he looked quite young, maybe 11 – 12. He didn't seem the least bit shy as he gave a once over of my chest, paused slightly on my bulge, and bumped my fist, grinning warmly, "Thanks, you're not bad as a catcher either. Oh, ya, I'm Charles but my nic is Skip"

"I'm not doing much" I said a little nervously, "a little bored as a matter of fact, if you want when you're done, you can come back. I got some cold cokes and was getting ready to crack open a bag of barbeque chips"

"Cool! I missed breakfast, so could us a bit of mowy" and rubbed his bare stomach under his cut off tank top which gave me a chance for another look down at his snake, and he gave me another fist bump , "see you in a bit"

Wow, I was almost shaking, I can't believe I did it, I'm usually so shy. But luckily he was cool. Good thing I had whacked off this morning, `cause I could feel that `tingle' when I looked at him, and his snake. That snake, oh ya... time to service mine again.

After doing my duty, I had time, so I decided to do a good snack for him, and since he was hungry, and realizing I was too, I nuked three hot dogs for him, two for me, grabbed four cokes and set it up on the table on the porch. And, good timing, as he pulled up in a sliding stop, hit the kick stand, and bounded up the stairs, 2 at time.

"Whoa! Mitch, what's this? You expecting an army?"

I laughed, "No Skip, you said you hadn't eaten and I realized I hadn't, so I whipped up a little breakfast", and it's worth doing to get a look at your snake that's for sure.

"Bonus, you're the best! Let's dig in"

He plunked down and spread his knees, exposing his snake really well, thank you very much. We had a good time, he was easy going, we had a lot in common, and was surprised he was not quite 13, and I caught him a couple times checking my package. Good.

We finished up, "Hey this was fun Skip! Let's do it again tomorrow, it's the weekend, but when you come around go down the side and through the gate, we've got a patio and I'll make a big breaky this time, barbeque some hamburgs, sound good?"

"Oh ya man does it ever! I'm a growing boy!" and pinched his snake and winked!

Wow! I just about shit myself! And I winked back, and he jumped off the porch and took off waving. I imagined that ass of his naked. This called for a celebration, so I whacked off into the napkin he wiped his mouth with, picked up the rest and headed in. Anxious to see what happens tomorrow.

Shit, I was raw when I finally went to bed that night, having beat off more than usual.

The next morning I made 5 paddies, cut up tomatoes and onions, etc. and set it all out by the grill. I was very anxious and had the grill going, the fries I had nuked were in tin foil just off to the side to keep them warm. Since he had worn his bikers, I put on my speedo that I posed in front of the mirror in after I worked out this morning, maybe `speed' things up. Get it?

Finally I heard the brakes squeal and the gate swung open and in he came, taking one look at the bbq, our hot tub, then me.

"Hey, dude! This is great! I didn't know you had a Jacuzzi too!" and whipped off his shirt and tossed it, then looked down at my speedo, "and those look great! I've seen pics before, but not the real thing", and I couldn't believe it, unabashed, he reached down and ran his hand over my bulge, "they feel like silk, you got `em filled too!" and giggled running his fingers over my bare cheeks, "yer ass is bare too, cool" and ran his finger down the strip in my ass. Jeez, I was swelling.

"Ya, I posed in them after my workout this morning" and smiled anxiously at him while I did a couple quick ones.

"You work out?" he said, then felt my biceps and slowly ran his hand over my pecs, "Nice 6 pack, maybe I could work out with you sometime?" and held a couple poses and I felt his biceps and pecs. Oh so warm and smooth. He was thin but wiry from his biking.

We had a lot of fun, bbq'ing and could he eat, it was hard to believe that he wasn't fat, oh, but ya, it went to his dick, lol. At one point he was sitting in the chair, a coke in one hand, a loaded hamburg in the other and when he bit into it a blob of ketchup fell out onto the head of his snake.

He looked down as he held up both hands, then looked at me, "Shit, Mitch, could you wipe my dicky for me? My hands are kinda full"

You bet I will and got a napkin and started wiping it, man it felt big and he said, "That feels good, " then he giggled, "maybe you better wipe all of it to make sure for now. I'll wash it before I go though". Jeez he sure is not shy, thank god.

We finished the food and were sitting in the chairs and he said," maybe we can go in the Jacuzzi when we're done our cokes, I've never been in one before?" Alright by me!

He took a final swig, looked at my poser, then looked around quickly and stood up, "nobody can see us, lemme try on those posers, never had one on before"

Wow did that catch me off-guard, so quick I had no time to think and start to bone up, and nodded and as I stood up, he worked his bikers down and there it was! The Snake!

I couldn't believe I was doing this in front of someone, but I was so busy staring at his cock, I had dropped them down and handed them too him.

He pulled on it, "Man it's good to get out of those things" and started to wiggle into the poser.

It was clean cut, smooth scar, no hairs, thin but actually dangled about 5" with smaller nuts up in his bag. The bare knob was tapered, a little bigger round at the flare than the shaft. Gawd. Shit, and here I was standing naked, forgetting I was, as he got them all the way up with some trouble.

"I like your dicky, you got skin and you kept your bush! Damn I`m having problems, my dicky's got bigger this year, it's a bit of a nuisance, can you give me a hand to tuck it in?"

OMG would I? I was able to bend it down under his ball sac which pulled the waistband down so his bare pubes and base of his shaft showed. A bit of his bag stuck out the side and I felt the crack of his ass, just checking you know. Sexy boy.

I couldn't believe I was naked and helping him fit his big cock in the poser. We were so busy I didn't realize I had sprouted a boner and it was waving away when he said, "You popped a stiffy, cool, nice one too" and he gave it a push down and laughed as it sproinged back up. Hard to realize I wasn't embarrassed but actually kinda comfortable now. So I joined in laughing, pulling it down and letting it snap back up, as he asked," gimme a hand to get these off, I`m starting to stiffy up too"

Okay fine. Finally see it hard. I faced him and grabbed the two sides and started to pull them down and they were sliding off his shaft as it arched out till it reached the flair, stopped a bit and then his knob let loose and flipped up and hit his stomach. My god, it had to be 6½" hard! Wow! Love it!

He put his thumb on the knob and flicked it down and it flipped back up and he put his hands on his hips as he made it bob and chuckled "Try it and see what you think" Don't have to ask twice, so I pressed it down and it popped up and it smacked again. Awsome!

"Yep, sure is big and sure is hard!"

He chuckled as he looked around again and cupped his balls as he pressed his shaft back and forth with this thumb and said, "Can we get in the tub?"

Sure I said to him and turned on the jets, and we slid in and continued chatting, submersed up to our necks, our heads back on the ledge. "Man this is the life..." he murmured with his eyes closed.

We were quiet for a bit then he said, "Jeez, I still got a stiffy, I get them so often recently, how about you, you still hard too?"

`Ya, I get them all the time too."

"You mind if I feel it again? I've never felt anyone else's before and I like the feel of yours. You can feel mine if you like, it feels good when you do"

God he can read my mind so we fondled each other, examining them with our fingers, and I could feel him peel back my skin, "You're thicker than me and I Iike the skin"

"Ya, it's fun to play with. You are longer than me though and I like the shape of your knob"

I squeezed a little harder and as I slowly stroked he said, "Oh that feels good, just like it does when I do it to myself too. Does yours feel good when you do that to yours?" I nodded again, "I get them all the time now, do you too?" I nodded, "and they last long too, do yours too?"

`Ya, but I get rid of them"

"You do? How do you do that?"

That surprised me, "Well I jack off"

"Jack off? What do you mean?"

Wow this is going to be interesting, "well it's hard to explain, so I'll have you do me so you can see what it is like, you'll love it!"

"Wow, cool thanks!" Thanks? I should be thanking him!

I pulled myself up on the ledge and motioned him up, his long hard dick bending slightly back to his stomach and waving and I reached down and grabbed it, man I loved the feel of it.

I started to stroke it slowly as I squeezed. "Oh that feels good again, better than when I do it"

"K, but I want you to do it just like that to me so you can see what happens"

He still looked a little confused, but said, "Great, I like the feel of yours for a change" and concentrated as he grabbed it and started, his head cocked to the side, looking serious, biting his bottom lip as I leaned back on my hands and in heaven.

I stared at his swollen knob, quivering away as he watched the skin slide back and forth off my knob and I said "A little faster and squeeze harder" and he did and I moaned softly and he stopped and looked at me concerned, "are you okay? Am I hurting you?"

"Oh no, just the opposite, it's awesome, just ignore any noises I make, K? And don't stop until I say no matter what my stiffy does, even if it squirts some stuff"

Still confused, he went back at it, and it didn't take long and I felt a really big load building and was glad I didn't jerk this morning. It was building fast as I tossed my head back, groaning louder, straightening my legs, and started bucking my hips, "uugghhh... uuGggHHH... AAGGGHHHH!!!!" and I felt a huge load hit my chest that startled Skip at first, his mouth open in wonderment then realized he had stopped and he started again and several more spewed out onto my stomach and pubes and I looked at him and smiled.

"Wow, Holy cow! What was that? And what's that stuff? Can I do that? Does it feel good?"

"Whoa! One at a time!" as I scooped some off my chest and licked my fingers and squeezed down my shaft, forcing the last dregs out of my foreskin.

He scooped some up and tasted it and shrugged as I stated to explain, "That is masturbation, jerking off, whacking off, jacking off and that stuff is semen, or cum and you shoot that in a woman's pussy and make babies and it's called fucking. And yes you can do it now that you have that big dicky and you'll be glad you have a big one now. And yes, it feels good, like fucking great! Now lean back on your hands, I have work to do, I'm going to blow your mind!"

He was all grins as he leaned back on his hands in expectation, his long dick quivering in anticipation, and I grabbed it. God I loved this thing, the hard feel, the length, the big knob and I started on it as he relaxed back, eyes closed, a broad smile forming on his face.

I rolled his balls in my hand and tugged on his bag. I loved the feel of his slightly curved shaft, thinner with more ribs than mine, and I licked my thumb and rubbed his big tapered knob, and he shuddered.

He started fidgeting and rolling his head as he gasped. A good start. "Ohhh... uhhh... OOHHH...UUHHHHH... Ughhh ... AAGGHHHUUUU!!!" he groaned, "I'm.. gonna... piss.."

"No you're not, when you feel like it just let it go, trust me"

He started tossing his head back and forth, groaning louder, straightening his legs and kicking in the water, then suddenly gasped, "AAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHUUUUUU!!!" and held his legs straight out, toes pointed, sat up off his hands, bent over as he dropped his head, and bucked his hips, shooting a nice load up onto this stomach. Then jerked his hips a couple more times, as dwindling loads pulsed out, then relaxed, his head still dropped and breathing hard.

After a couple moments he lazily opened his eyes and looked down at his stomach, "WOW! Was that freaky! I saw stars! Sparks! Crazy! Is that my stuff?" and reached down and scooped up some on his finger and tasted it and I joined him.

`Hmmm, not bad, a little runnier than yours" and he watched as I squeezed up his thin shaft and wiped the last load off his knob, which made him shudder, and licked it off my fingers. I love the stuff.

"Can we do that again? It was awesome!" he asked as he played with his drooping dick.

I laughed," No, I know what it feels like, but we have to build up some more cum, fill your balls back up"

He looked disappointed as we skipped back into the water and relaxed, our sides touching and quietly doodling each other's soft cocks.

After a while we got out, laughing at our shrivelled cocks and Skip said, "I like your tan, can we lay down a while, maybe work on mine?" and looked around, "we can still stay naked, I've never done that before, even by myself let alone someone else, K?"

"Sure, I'll get some suntan lotion," and I went in and brought some out along with a large blanket. Better than two towels...

I had him lie down on his stomach and he put his head down sideways on his clasped fingers, eyes closed, quite content. I knelt in front of him, straddling his head and started on his arms, thin but muscular. I then worked my way down his shoulders, and when I leaned further down, my skin and balls lay on his cheek and he opened his eyes and moaned comfortably, and giggled as he moved his cheek up and down against them.

I moved down below him so he spread his feet, and I knelt down between them and there they were. His big knob was squished under his balls, just under the pink rose in his butt. I did his feet, and then worked my way up his legs, I just loved that feeling of naked flesh, especially his firm bubble cheeks.

I oiled them up very carefully, then ran my fingers down the crack of his ass and he moaned softly and his cheeks pinched a couple times and I carried on down and ran my oily finger over his red tender knob.

He gasped and pinched his cheeks again as I ran them over his ballsac. I moved back up and when I reached his button, he moaned softly "Oh ya... do that some more, like this" and reached back and ran his finger around and then moved the tip and end of his finger in!

So I put more oil on my finger and ran it around the ring and then pressed against it and he was almost purring as it skipped in and I could feel it tighten on me and then relax.

"Oh ya... awesome, further now and wobble it"

Wow, this was fun, I kinda liked playing with mine but never imagined anyone else doing it. So I pushed it all the way in and wobbled it around and he gasped and moaned, "So good... it's much better when someone else does it..."

I leaned forward and laid on his back, my legs between his, the underside of my boner in the crack of his ass and I rocked back and forth a couple times and whispered in his ear, "I really like you all shiny" then rolled off.

I then had him roll over and his boner was hard and laying on his stomach. God I loved that thing. He looked at me and made it flip up and down a couple times and chuckled.

He dropped his arms beside him, at attention and I started, loving his smooth sinewy body, hard from biking, well most of it is... his hard abs, and tough legs. When I finished his bod, I finally reached the peak, so to say and started on his hard shaft oiling it up tenderly, his balls, then his tender knob and of course he flinched, then lifted his head slightly and looked at me with pleading eyes, "Can we jack off yet?" Yep, he's hooked.

"Nope, sorry Skip, we have to build up some more juice"

He looked disappointed as I continued and I noticed when I was doing his pubes there was some kinda bristle and I asked, a little confused, do you shave your bush?"

He was little sheepish, "Well, yes I didn't like it, it tickled."

Now I realized why he looked so young, he was what I had read as a `early bloomer' and that was why he was so big and could squirt at this age, I mean with that dick, and he didn't like it, well didn't before but maybe now..

"Ya, I know, it does, but maybe you could shave mine?"

"Really, you would? I mean you would look cool too, the both of us! Bald Brothers!"

"Okay, after you've done me"

I finished and he looked great, so shiny and smooth, especially his cock.

He then started on me, doing the same as I did to him. When he straddled my head to do my back, his hard cock slid back and forth on my cheek and it felt good and I really liked him oiling my pink rose, especially when he pushed his finger in and the feel of his long cock on my ass crack, sliding up and down it.

He really liked doing my body and it felt so good, but he spent the most time on my cock and when he pulled the skin down to expose my knob and ran his oily palm over it and I just about doubled up.

He finished and we went inside and got my mom's razor and some soap and went back out and I sat on the ledge of the Jacuzzi and he got in the water. I was surprised how we stayed hard so long, or if we did get soft, we sure popped up quick.

My boner was in the way and I held it aside as he shaved me, it didn't take long, I only had a thin fringe, but it looked better when he was done and it felt good too.

We went in and grabbed a couple cokes and my IPod with speakers and headed back out, laid side by side, our sides touching and soaked up the rays. We each were very happy, being with our new best friend.

We would occasionally play with each other's dicks when they go soft, and after a bit, Skip looked over at me, "wanna do my butt again? It felt so good"

I nodded and he rolled back on his shoulders and put his knees up beside his head and reached around and rubbed his finger on his hole, "this is the way I do it sometimes, feels good"

I oiled up and pushed my finger against it and he relaxed and it skipped in easily and he clamped on it. I remembered he liked it all the way, so I did and worked it back and forth as he moaned.

"Now... do... 2 fingers... K?"

I was surprised when he asked and when I pushed, he flinched a bit and tightened, then he relaxed and they skipped in and he clamped on them as he moaned and I worked it back and forth as he slowly rolled his head and continued moaning.

"Can you rub your knob around on it now?"

I held the skin back and put some oil on it and then held my cock down and put it against his hole and rubbed it around his tender muscle and he shivered and it felt real good on my tender knob, too, and I did it about 5 times.

He looked up at me with those baby blue eyes, "Rub your dicky on mine now... it feels good..."

I bent down and put my hand beside his shoulders and dropped my hips down till the undersides of our boners touched and I rocked back and forth, rubbing them together as he wrapped his legs around my back. Wow!

I looked down at those baby blue eyes and I wanted to kiss him so bad, I couldn't believe it. But I dropped my head down beside his and we breathed heavily in each other's ears as I continued rocking back and forth on him. I was in heaven.

I felt my load suddenly building up, so I rose up, "I think my I got a load built up, wanna whack me off?"

"Oh ya, I think I'm ready to now too! If not I sure wanna try! "

I rolled over on my back and he dropped his legs and rolled over on his side, leaned up on his elbow and started jerking me. It didn't take long, as I started to squirm and dig my heels in and Skip laid his head down on my stomach a few inches away from my knob, opening his mouth and pumped hard and fast as my load quickly rose and I fired a good load and squirted a couple more. He lifted his head and turned to me grinning. His face covered in cum and fresh cum was running out down his chin!

"Man I love this stuff!" he said and swallowed, wiped some off his chin and then squeezed up the shaft forcing the last out, then pulled down on the shaft,, rolling the skin off my knob and then licked the wad off that he had squeezed up, then put his lips around my knob and gave it a quick suck! Wow it felt good!

He giggled as he licked his lips and wiped his chin chuckling, "I just can't get enough! Tasty when it's fresh too! Now finally, WHACK ME OFF!"

He was so excited and laid back down, his hard cock blipping up in anticipation, and I rolled over on my side and put my head on his stomach and wrapped my fist around the shaft of the thing I had become to like most, and slowly, at first, started stroking it, admiring the large tapered knob inches from my face.

I could feel his stomach rising and falling under my cheek as his breathing increased. I had been thinking about it and decided to do it so I moved in and ran the tip over my face, and I could feel him flinch and moan louder as I traced it around my chin, up my cheek, over my forehead, down my nose and then stuck out my tongue and dragged the tip over it.

He yelped and I could feel him rise up slightly and put his hand on my head. Then I licked it again and started pumping harder and faster as he dropped back and he started writhing a bit and then his hips started to jerk and when his hips rose, he squeezed his cheeks, put his hand back on my head so I quickly opened my mouth and a stream of cum burst into it, and he froze as another one shot out and I clamped my lips over the knob and could feel a couple smaller wads slide down my tongue, so I sucked and a bit more came out and I squeezed up, sucking the last dregs and swallowed, and pulled off. Wow it tasted good!

He took his hand of my head and collapsed back and I turned and looked at him, licking my lips, grinning, "Shit Skip, you're really tasty! How was that?"

He was woozy, lazily looking at me and slowly smiled, "It was fuc... totally awesome! Better than before, I thought I was going to pass out. Your tongue drove me crazy! I'm glad you thought of that, you're the best!

We were pretty beat so we climbed back into the tub again and relaxed, enjoying each other's new friendship as he put his arm over my shoulder and I rested my head on his.

Finally we were rested enough and got dressed and decided to go downtown and get something to eat with the money my mom had left for my lunch. Gawd I loved his bikers and where they had led us to.

I told him, "We should get together on the weekend, if you are up for it"

He chortled, "You know me, I'm `up' any time you are!"

I saw him every day when I caught the paper, he couldn't stop by, so the one day I teased him and stood on the porch with just a long t-shirt that hung down below my balls and worked up a hardon when I saw him come around the corner a half block down, then dropped the shirt down and stood at the top of the steps as usual.

As soon as he fired the rolled up paper I quickly pulled the bottom of my shirt up and dropped it behind my boner that now stuck up like a hook at the bottom of my shirt, then caught the paper and laid it down in the curve as if it was a holder, waved both hands at him and grinned at him as he pedalled off, weaving away.

I yelled, "Don't forget the bbq tomorrow if you are `up' for it!" and he looked over his shoulder laughing his head off.

To be continued.

Twin terrors show up...