Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2022 23:59:03 -0500 From: Art Gibson Subject: Taking Jimmy C-2 Please keep this site alive by donating to Nifty. http://donate.nifty.org Emails answered at acgib1655@gmail.com Taking Jimmy C-2 C-1 END A huge void existed in my heart and I had to fill it. I wanted someone I could teach what Cal, and I learned. I almost missed the boy because of the wetness obscuring my vision. That is, until he sat on the swing next to me. "Hi. "I'm Sammy." I told him. "I'm Jimmy. Nice to meet you." I stared at Jimmy's feet. Sure, they were dirty. The toes attracted me. They were in perfect proportion to the rest of his thin feet. Calvin and I had sucked each other's toes. I wondered what Jimmy's toes would taste like after they were cleaned. Jimmy's face was the cleanest part of him. His shirt had two tears on the shoulder. The edges of his board shorts were frayed. He looked a mess. He caught me staring. "I better go." He lifted off the swing, shuffling away. He got about ten yards away, his head hung down as if he were trying to hide from the people and kids in the park. "Wait." I pushed off the swing and hurried after him. Reaching for him, I placed a hand on his bicep. I never saw a boy cower at just the touch of someone, as Jimmy did when my fingers touched him. He pulled into himself as if trying to shrivel into nothing. His entire body shook. "I didn't mean it. Leave me alone. I'll go. Please, don't hurt me. I've got nothing you want. Just let me go." Startled at this outburst, I removed my hand. I heard crying as Jimmy shook. Weird. I backed away, moving to his side. "Dude. I ain't gonna hurt you. We were just sitting on the swing, then you took off." "You are like those others. You think because I am dirty and wear ragged clothes, I don't belong in your nice park. I may look dirty. I may not wear shoes. My clothes might be crap, but these clothes are mine. My mother bought them for me with her own money. They are not charity clothes. So suck off and leave me alone." The tears from earlier had been replaced by a fierce determination. His green eyes flashed, daring me to bully him. I stared at Jimmy at a loss for what to say. "Quit staring, jerk. I'm going. Just don't hurt me." The shaking had returned, along with a sadness in his eyes. I looked at the freckles on his face, over his nose. Funny, they were not obvious when I first looked at Jimmy. I smiled as I looked at them. They made his face look cute. I wondered how they would taste if I licked them. "Stop your staring. I'm not a freak. I'm a boy who has every right to exist and you better not hurt me." "Whoa dude. Who tried to hurt you? Not me." "You are like those bullies at my school. I know your kind. You stare at me. You point and laugh. When the teachers are not around, you do bad things to me. I came here to enjoy myself. Screw you and your money." Jimmy turned away. This kid confused me. One minute, he acted scared. The next he seemed ready to go to war on me. "Wait. Don't go. I need a friend and maybe we can be friends. What school do you go to? I won't hurt you." I watched him walk away. He ignored me. He still looked like he was trying to disappear, despite his brave words a moment ago. I ran to get in front of him. I held up my hands. "Dude. I'm pleading with you. I want a friend. I want to see if we can be friends." "Bullshit. No one wants me as a friend. I go to Eastwoods Middle." He said that like as you throw a dog a biscuit so you can get away. He turned. I ran to his front again. "Look at me. I'm a kid like you. I go to Eastwoods, too." "Nobody's like me. Now leave me alone." My shoulders slumped. I had done all I could. He had to live his life. I would find someone else to play with. He had almost reached the sidewalk when Crum and his two flunky buddy's appeared. They stopped Jimmy, surrounding him. I could not hear what was being said. I saw Crum push Jimmy. He fell and curled into a fetal position. Crum kicked Jimmy in the side. One of his flunkies did the same. The other one was pulling back to deliver a kick that he never got to deliver because I crashed full steam into him, sending us both to the dirt. I jumped forward in a flash, cussing and swinging wildly. I had never fought, ever. I was fighting mad now. I knew I was out of control as I snarled and charged Crum. I head-butted his face. I hurt. The pain did not stop me. Crum was on the ground and I stomped him in his stomach. He tried to scream. I went to stomp him again. I felt arms lock around me, pulling me off Crum. I heard my profanity laced voice screaming at Jimmy' attackers. I struggled. The arms held me tighter. There were whispers in my ear. I made out words. "Dude. Take it easy. We got this." My red vision cleared. Three of our high school jocks were lifting Jimmy's attackers and pushing them away none too gently. "You punk asses come around here pulling shit like this ever again. Your asses are ours." One jock helped Jimmy stand. He brushed stones off Jimmy's board shorts. The one who held me relaxed his arms. I stood shaking. The boy who had held me came around to stand in front of me. "You lost it, dude. You could have seriously hurt that kid." "I don't give a shit. They wanted to hurt Jimmy." Jimmy stared at me, openmouthed, like he could not believe what I had done. "I'm Mike. My friends are John and Paul. Where do you live? We'll escort you there." I grabbed Jimmy's hand. Looking at him with a determination that let my friend know he could not refuse, I said. "You are coming to my house." He must have still been in shock as nodded and followed like my hand was a leash. On the way, Mike told me I needed to refine my fighting skills. John laughed. "His skills are nonexistent, bro." Paul gave his opinion of my skills. "He has guts and a hard head." The trio laughed. We arrived at my house. I thanked the guys who, on the way over, let me know they were on the high school wrestling team. Mike let me know they would check on us in a couple of days. His parting words were. "We'll teach you techniques for how to fight and be in control." They laughed as they walked off. I still held Jimmy's hand. "Let's get inside. We both need to clean up." Jimmy followed me upstairs. I took him to my room. "You're having a bath right now. Strip naked. I made to go into the bathroom. He asked. "Why did you help me?" "Friends help friends. Now get naked while I fill the tub." The water warmed. The tub reached half-full. I turned. Jimmy stood there still clothed. "What. Why are you not naked?" "I'm scared." "Of what? I won't hurt you. I just saved your butt. Do you need me to undress you? I will." I reached for his shirt. He pushed my hand away and undressed without my help. He stood naked in front of me, his hands covering his penis. I could see enough to let me know he was like me down there. "Oh, for god's sake, get in the tub. Now." He did. The water was still clean. I could see his cock floating in the water. Like mine, his dick was cut. His pubes were carrot colored like the hair on his head. I took off my clothes and kneeled next to the tub. "What are you doing?" He asked, almost squeaking. "I'm going to wash you. Then I am getting in with you. That's what friends do. They help one another." "I've never.." He started. "There's always a first time. Now accept that I am doing this as your friend." I started with his feet. I used a washrag and scrubbed them well, especially between the toes. Jimmy moaned. I guessed he liked what I was doing to his feet. I lifted one clear of the water to inspect it. Instead, I kissed the top of the arch and licked it. Then I began sucking. "What the heck you doing?" "Sucking your foot. What's it look like? I want to make all of you feel good. Your foot is tasty." "Uh, Sammy. I've never.." "Oh, we are going to have fun. I guarantee it. Now, lean back. Enjoy your bath. My washing you has just started." Jimmy was still spluttering, as if he wanted to protest. "Dude. I'm going to wash you. I want to do more, but that's up to you." "I've never been naked with a boy like this. Nobody wants me." I finished his feet. The water had turned brown. "Turn around. Put your head under the faucet. I'll do your hair next while I change the water." Jimmy turned and lay as I had instructed. I placed my arm under his neck to support him. While the dirty water drained, I washed his hair. I could see his naked front. He had freckles all over his tummy. He even had some on his dick. I rinsed the soap from his hair. His breathing deepened. I rubbed his tummy. "Stand up. I'll soap you. Then I'll refill the tub." Jimmy followed my commands. Gone was the bluster of earlier. As I washed his pubes, I got an idea. "Dude. We need to get under that hair in case you have sores." I turned to the counter, grabbing my scissors, razor, and soap. "These need to go." I gave him no opportunity to object as I placed the scissors in his hair and cut. Jimmy hit reality. "Hey. Those just grew." "Look at mine. I don't got any. I shave them. Easier to clean, makes my dick look bigger, and no sores hide under the hair. Now relax and let me shave these." I worked the razor and moved his dick to shave all his hair. Then I had him turn and told him to bend over. I checked in his crack. No hair. I shaved in there anyway, letting my finger rub his hole. He let out a long, drawn out word. "Dude." I began to refill the tub. I pushed his hip for him to turn towards me. He was hard. I judged his length the same as mine. I let my fingers hold his length as I made as if I was checking for stray hairs. In the process, a slid up and down his shaft. He was solid hard. I knew I was also. "You got a nice one, Jimmy." "You are the first person who seen it and held it like this. It feels good you rubbing on my dick. Are you sure it is okay for us to be doing this?" I stared at this scared, sweet boy. I knew we could become more than friends. Maybe we could be boyfriends. "That's how friends help each other, Jimmy. We can do more after the bath. Sit down in the tub. I'll get in now." I stopped the water flow and climbed in, facing my new friend. I had not expected him to let me go this far, not after the way he talked to me earlier and especially not shaving his pubes. "Slide closer." I told him. "Put your hands behind my waist. Pull me close to you. I'll do the same." As we did this, our hard dicks touched. I stared into Jimmy's green eyes. "This okay?" He nodded. "I've never been like this with a guy. Nobody has been so nice to me. I think I like this. Thanks, Sammy." We sat close, looking at each other. The water let our hard dicks bob against one another. I knew I better not kiss him. He had given enough. Any more and he might feel weirded out. The water cooled. "Stand up. Let's dry each other." I said as I handed him a towel from the rack. "You start drying me. Then I'll dry you. When we are dry, I will give you a massage." Both of us were now dry. I took his hand and led him to my room. Our dicks were still stiff. They bounced as we walked. "Get on your back on the bed." I instructed. I left him and got lotion from under the sink. Returning, I showed him the lotion bottle. I'm going top rub this on your skin all over. If you start to feel weird, like maybe your body wants to tingle and you feel a pressure in your balls and dick, that's when you relax." He looked at me. His green eyes were so innocent. He sighed. "You're not going to hurt me?" In my mind, I knew someone had done a number on Jimmy for him to be so afraid. I put the lotion on the side table and stretched out next to him. I was careful not to mash against his side. Our heads lay on the pillow so close I felt his breath. My mouth was so inches from his. His lips were parted slightly. My eyes locked on Jimmy's. "I want to kiss you if you will let me. That's all. Then I will rub this lotion on you. Jimmy did not say a word. He leaned and his lips met mine. I heard a sigh release from deep in my new friend as if his kissing me was a sign of his acceptance of me as his friend. So ends Jimmy, Chapter Two. I answer emails at acgib1655@gmail.com Hope you enjoyed C-2. It is a bridge from Cal to Jimmy. Leaves the possibility for characters introduced to be added in future chapters. Like, I'm thinking the wrestlers, being older, might show Sammy and Jimmy options for gay sex. IDK. These two are still young and not into full on gay sex. Of course, NIFTY is worth a donation if you can give.