Date: Fri, 20 Apr 2007 15:13:56 -0700 (PDT) From: Markie Monkey Subject: Timmie and Tommy When I was about 15 I lived at the end of a cul-de-sac. Our neighbors 2 houses over had 2 boys, named Timmie and Tommy. They were less than a year apart in age; Timmie was maybe 9 or 10, and Tommy was a few months younger. One day in the early fall their mom asked me if I would be interested in babysitting her 2 sons every Wednesday night from 7 till about midnight while she and her husband went bowling. I thought it over a bit and said "Sure!" The first night I went over to sit with the boys they were still eating their supper. I sat in the family room and tried to stay out of the way of their parents' scurrying-about. After about 2 minutes their mom and dad left to go bowling and I was sitting on the couch watching the boys finish eating (wondering if I was expected to do the dishes too...) and right about then Smokey the family dog came up to me to be petted (he was medium-sized, maybe about 40-50 pounds, and grey like smoke). I leaned forward and started petting him up and down his back, and to my surprise he jumped up and started humping my leg! The boys were apparently well aware of what ol Smokey was up to, they were just busting-up in giggles. I felt a surge of adrenaline, or maybe some other hormone, and I noticed that my dick had gotten hard enough to make my pants too tight. I don't really know what got into me right then, but instead of pushing Smokey away, I reached down and pulled up my pants leg, and immediately felt his hot slippery dick rubbing against my bare leg. After that he began to really hump away in earnest and the boys were going "oooooh!" between giggles. Smokey's dick kept slipping off to the side of my leg, so I reached down and held his dick in place so he could get better action going. Of course holding his dick in my hand was a real turn-on. I had only touched one dick other than my own at that time, and for some reason I found Smokey's dog dick to be very interesting. The boys obviously found it interesting as well, they were all eyes staring at me and the dog humping my leg. My heart was pounding as I felt Smokey's dick start swelling really wide at the base. Right about then Timmie said "pretty soon he will start peeing" and it occurred to me that the boys must have played around with him before. I said "That's not pee..." and then shut up because these boys were so young and I was afraid to say too much. I let Smokey hump my leg for only a couple more minutes; I don't remember what, but something interrupted us, and we never got back to it. However, after I put the boys to bed I was walking down the hallway, and as I passed Smokey where he lay (on his back) he spread his legs for me as I walked by. "You damn pervert dog!" I said as I kept walking, but started thinking about it again. After a few minutes I walked by him again, and once again he spread his legs for me. This time I noticed he was carrying a little pink lipstick under his legs. I looked closer, and when I realized it was his dick I got that surge feeling again and I just had to reach down and give it a squeeze. In a few moments I was just flat jacking that horny grey dog off. I was getting a good look at his dick, and getting to feel it all over, and watch it get bigger and harder. I noticed that it didn't have a head like my dick did, but came more to a point. But the thing that fascinated me the most was the knot that was forming at the base of it. It seemed so dirty and animalistic, that my dick became most uncomfortable imprisoned in my pants. Soon I had my dick pulled out of my trousers and I was jacking myself as well as the dog. I laid alongside him and even rubbed my dick on his fur. I don't know if Smokey got off, because my own dick took all my attention for the next couple of minutes, and when I came I put my dick right next to Smokey's nose and came on my cupped hand. He immediately sniffed then licked up what was on my hand. Then he began to lick the head of my penis as I continued to gush my nuts out. That sortof set the mood or whatever, I guess, because after that I almost always came at least once every Wednesday night (and Smokey too!). That and being 15 and constantly horny. Well, as winter approached I was offered to sit with the boys during the 2 weeks vacation at the end of the year. We worked out the money part and soon I was hanging out with the boys most of the day. Timmie was the older and by far the bolder of the two brothers, and almost from the beginning he had been making suggestions in a covert way, for instance one night as I was putting the boys to bed he says "Let's play 'sic the dick'". I said something like "I don't think so." After he said it again a couple more times I asked him how you play. Then he just blurts out "Let us see your dick!" I felt my penis get hard instantly and my heart started pounding. My god, what if I let these two boys see my erect penis? I was really considering it, but I didn't think it was right to just take down my pants and show them. After a moment I got an idea; I suggested that if he wanted to see it he could take a look for himself. So Timmie comes over to where I am standing and very quickly reaches out and grabs the waist of my pants and then pulls back, in case I'm planning something. When he sees that I am not going to stop him, he unfastens my button at the top. He then pulls down the zipper kinda slow, all the while him and his brother are producing gales of laughter. After he gets the zipper down, he pauses to consider the bulge that lies underneath. Him and Tommy both get real close and go "oooooh", and then Timmie squeezes it, making me moan slightly. So Timmie pulls down my pants to about my knees, and they both stare a moment at my hard dick still trapped in underwear (tightie whities...). After a moment Timmie pulls down my underwear all at once, and my dick jumps up and slaps my belly! That got both boys a giggling again. Both their faces are about a foot away from my dick, and Timmie takes a chance and tries touching it; briefly at first and then really rubbing, squeezing and feeling it all over. Soon Tommy is reaching out and touching it too. After maybe a minute Timmie pulls down on it and lets go, letting it slap against my belly. After a couple more times of this he pulls it down so far that I felt a bad pain and it felt like something broke inside, and it hurt! I jerked and gasped and then pulled up my pants and put my equipment away. So during vacation Timmie kept bugging me to let them see my "Big, Hairy Dick!" again (it is actually about average size, I guess...) and I remembered how exhilarated (and Hard!) I felt when I let him and his brother have a good look at it before... so I let them see it again; and soon after that I was taking it out to let them see it for a while just about whenever they asked. It would make me throw a major bone to let the boys check it out, and I would always have to go jack off afterwards. I didn't feel it was right to let the boys see me jerk it and squirt all over the place... A couple of daze later just me and Timmie were sitting around, and Timmie once again asked to see my "big, hairy dick", and while it was still soft I pulled it out of my zipper and said "This?" He said "yeah!" and came closer to get a better look. He had become bolder by this time, and reached out and grabbed it and gave it a squeeze the way he'd learned I liked it. In about 3 seconds my dick was fully hard and throbbing in his hand. He kept on squeezing it just the way I liked it, and before I knew it (like in about 30 seconds) it felt so good I couldn't bring myself to tell him to stop. So he kept on squeezing my dick until it started leaking a little pre-cum (what I call 'flavor'). "Oh Timmie, be careful!" I said, "or I'm gonna get awful nasty." Ya know, I think he Wanted to be nasty, the little pervert, because he didn't stop. He didn't stop at all. He glanced up at my face to see how serious I was about what I said, and I guess he determined that I didn't want him to stop. Or maybe he just wanted to see what I meant by 'nasty'. He couldn't help but notice that the head of my dick was all swollen up, fat as a toad and so tight it was shiny. He just kept stroking and squeezing my fat juicy dick, which just kept on leaking more and more flavor, until I felt that feeling that meant that I was going to erupt very soon. I didn't warn him about it or anything, I just started pumping gobs and gobs of teenage boy-juice all over my belly and his hand. He hesitated for a moment when he saw the cum dripping off of his fingers, but I said "Don't Stop!" and he resumed. I pumped out what felt like quarts of cum while Timmie kept jacking on my dick, until finally I told him to stop. I felt really guilty for letting him see me spooge my nuts out like that. A few months later, in the early summer when I wasn't babysitting any more, I was roaming around the neighborhood, and I was wearing shorts. In those days we all wore cutoffs for shorts. Cutoffs had the habit of always getting shorter and shorter as they wore. So, I was walking out in the cul-de-sac and I happened upon Timmie and Tommy. They were playing with their trucks in the dirt. I sat down and chatted with them for a bit. After a while I moved my dick into a more comfortable position, and just that small touch made it begin to swell. I could feel it slowly growing larger, the head creeping towards the leg opening. I noticed Timmie looking at my crotch, and when I looked down I could see the plain outline of my dick slowly swelling. This made me wonder what would happen if my dick swelled up so much that it started sticking out of my cutoffs! Of course that thought made it swell up even faster! So Timmie and Tommy and I are all staring at my dick outline in my shorts, visibly getting larger and larger. And as it swelled, the head came closer and closer to popping out into view. And then the head actually peeked out! The boys started giggling, and I said "Whoops" but I did nothing to stop it. My weenie kept growing until a couple of inches were sticking out. In a matter of seconds there was 3 inches sticking out, making me about half-exposed. My dick was almost all the way hard, sticking halfway out in plain sight with two boys staring at it, and that's when I flexed it, making it pull back a little bit closer to my belly. The boys really got to giggling about seeing it flex like that, so I did it again! In fact I flexed it a dozen times or more, making it wiggle back and forth. And all that flexing left it about 80% exposed to view. Timmie was always the bolder one, and he slowly reached out towards my dick with his hand, slowly I assume to give me time to object. I didn't object at all. He kept reaching till he grabbed my dick with his fingers and squeezed it slightly, causing me to flex again greatly. Mmmmmm..., I said, and leaned back a bit and pulled my cutoffs completely aside so my dick and also my balls were hanging out for all to see. So Timmie took that to be permission to grab all he wanted to, and grab he did. He grabbed and squeezed my dick with great interest, as Tommy came closer to get a better look. After a couple of minutes of this, a little drop of penis flavor began to ooze out of the head of my dick. Timmie laughed, and changed his squeezing and grabbing motion to a stroking motion (he had learned well!). Soon the head of my penis swelled up like a toad, and began to leak in earnest. I wondered what would happen if someone wandered between the houses and could see what was happening between the garages. It would probably attract attention, these 2 boys and I all intently staring at my lap... but I was so horny and excited that these thoughts didn't make me think of stopping (or going somewhere else). In fact, quite the opposite, the thought of being discovered by someone while getting jacked-off by Timmie was a real turn-on! I got all the way hard as a rock and felt my nuts draw up tight and start tingling, so I knew I was going to squirt out a big load of semen soon. I began to moan, and tensed all up, and apparently Timmie had learned what it meant, he pulled up my tee shirt just as I began to paint jizz all over my belly. All the while Tommy was practically bug-eyed watching me spasm like that and make such a mess. A couple of weeks later, I ran into Timmie and Tommy in the street with their friend and neighbor Steve, who was Timmie's age. We chatted a minute or so, and Steve just up and asks me if I would show my "hairy dick" to him too! I got awful mad at Timmie for telling somebody else and said "Hell NO!" and kind of stomped off. The next day at that time of evening when dark is just settling in I was putting the garbage cans out, and Steve was riding around on his bicycle. He rode over to me and chatted me up for a minute or so, and then I noticed that he kept glancing at my groin. This made me think of my dick and balls just a hanging there in my pants, a thought very shortly followed by the thought of Steve wanting to see my dick and then the thought of me showing it to him. I got a major groin-lurch at the thought of showing my most private part to someone who had never seen it, a boy who had probably never seen a fully-developed Man's Dick. (Well, maybe 90% developed). I decided right then to let Steve have his wish. I turned around and started to head back up the side of the garage for the other can, keeping my head turned towards Steve and smiling attentively at whatever he was saying, and thus encouraged he tagged along with me to the side door of the garage. I went inside the garage through the side door, and turned and smiled at Steve and gave him an invitation inside with a nod of my head. He got off his bike and came on in. The only light in the garage came through the side door, and I had retreated to where the light lit my body from about the waist down. Whatever Steve was talking about ended in mid-sentence when he noticed that I was rubbing my dick with the two middle fingers of my right hand. It was already getting plump, and my rubbing it made it swell up so that the outline could plainly be seen. Steve glanced from my crotch up to my eyes, and then back to staring at my lumpy pants without saying a word. I unbuttoned the top button of my jeans, and Steve's smile got even larger. I said "So do you still want to see my big hairy dick?" and he replied a breathy "Yeah!" I went ahead and took down my pants for him, showing him my lumpy underwear, sortof prolonging the suspense. I could feel my heart beating like mad. I just kindof displayed to him for about 20 or 30 seconds in my underwear like that, hoping that at any moment he would work up the nerve to expose my fat dick to his view. And then he started to reach out with his right hand. When I made no move to stop him, he reached out with both hands and pulled out on the front of my underwear and got his first look. "Oooooh!" he said, and then took my undies completely down. My dick was twitching hard, and I flexed it a couple of times for his benefit. He gazed at it in wonder, and glanced up to look in my face. Before he even got his fill of looking at my dick, we heard some rustling around in the neighbor's garage, and then their inside light came on, so we both immediately retreated farther back into the shadows of my garage, to where it was completely dark. We stood there for a few seconds, me with my pants and underwear down around my ankles and my hard dick still sticking out, and I was surprised to feel Steve's fingers brush against my erection. I assumed that Timmie had told Steve at least most of the details of what happens when he asks me to let him see my hairy dick, so I did nothing, just waited to see what Steve would do. He felt around in the dark until he found my dick, and then indulged himself in getting a really good feel of it. He would feel all around my dick for a while, then get a good feel of my balls. After about 30 seconds he had me pretty worked up, I was just starting to ooze some flavor, when we heard his mom holler out "Steeeeeve!" He immediately lets go of me and takes off towards his bike, hollering out in reply as soon as he is outside again. I listened to him arrive home and get lightly scolded for staying out after dark, as I took over his job of playing with my dick, until the expected thing happened a very short time later and I spooged all over the garage floor. I saw Steve a couple of times the next day, he was hanging out with Timmie and Tommy, and he would periodically gaze with longing at my crotch. I expected to hear him suggest that I give them all a look at my family jewels, but he didn't make any reference at all to our brief encounter the night before. I even teased him a bit, I stood behind Timmie and Tommy once while they were playing trucks so that only Steve could see me, and I rubbed my crotch at him with a big smile and a nod. He gave out a sigh of frustration. Steve was on my mind a lot for the next couple of days. I tried to figure out why he didn't say anything in front of Timmie or Tommy about me letting him see and then play with my dick. It seemed that with Timmie and Tommy it was just curiosity about what a developed penis looked (and felt) like, but with Steve it seemed something more. I deduced that Steve had an interest more than just curiosity about dick, and didn't want to give it away by seeming too interested. That, I thought, probably means that Steve is gay. I smiled to myself when that occurred to me, thinking of how a horny 15-year-old could turn that information to his advantage. Because it was summer, I tended to sleep pretty late, sometimes till noon. One morning a few days after my encounter with Steve, I was just waking up at about 10:30, and like always I had to piss. After I went back into my room, I happened to peek out through the curtains, and there was Steve in my back yard! He was squatting down in the dirt, and soon I realized that he had been pulling weeds! Seeing him immediately made me think of him wanting to play with my genitals again, and as you might guess, my dick started swelling rapidly. Within seconds I had a raging bone in my shorts, and it occurred to me that I could jack off and let Steve watch me! Just the thought gave me such a rush that I decided to do it. Our back yard was built up on a hill, and he could see right into my bedroom as soon as I opened the curtains. His mouth dropped open when I opened the drapes, and he could see me standing there in my underwear with my hard dick sticking out of the fly. I grabbed a hold of my dick and squeezed it a few times till it got a bit of glistening wetness on the tip. I looked out at Steve, and he was definitely aware of what I was doing. Then I tucked my dick back inside my underwear, and rubbed the lump back and forth, putting on a show. After a while I slowly removed my briefs, allowing my genitals to be exposed to Steve's view. My desk was right against the window, so I like straddled the corner of the desk and thrust my hips forward sticking my dick out on full display for Steve's benefit, and he looked like he was enjoying the show. I grabbed it with my thumb on the top and my next two fingers on the bottom, holding it with my fingertips to be sure he could see it well, and I began to stroke it slowly at first, gradually picking up speed. This is turning me on bad, grabbing my guts with some strange excitement. My dick is just rock hard, and my balls start pulling up tighter and tighter. When I am like 30 strokes from squirting, I slow it way down, showing Steve my fully-hard dick, with the head all swollen up and half-wet with flavor. I spread my knees a bit wider still, leaned back and shoved my balls forward and up, and sped up the stroking as I began to gush. I made quite a mess on the desk, which Steve could see, and when my dick quit pulsating I shut the curtains (in case my sister was lurking somewhere). Turns out Steve had asked my mom if he could make some money doing yard work, and she had him weed the back yard. I never did find out if he asked anybody else for yard work... For the next couple of days I tried to think of a way to get together with Steve for our mutual enjoyment. I saw him a couple of times with Timmie and Tommy, but I didn't say anything in front of them because Steve had been keeping quiet about it. Finally on the third day at about 4:30 in the afternoon I noticed Steve come home on his bicycle. He went into his house alone, and I noticed that neither of his parent's cars were home. I knew that he was an only child, and I was pretty sure that his parents were gone, and it occurred to me that this might be my opportunity. I thought up some excuse as to why I was knocking on their door in case his parents were home, and riding a wave of high sexual excitement I walked over and knocked on Steve's door. He was very surprised to see me when he opened the door, and when he didn't speak right away I said "Are you the only one home right now?" and his face split into a huge grin. "You can come in for about a half-hour," he said, "because that's when my mom gets home." He backed away from the door to allow me to enter, and then shut it behind me. As I expected, he turned around and led me up the hall to his bedroom. His room was quite a bit cleaner and less cluttered than I would have expected for a boy of his age. He sat on his bed, and I walked up in front of him and stood so that my crotch was about 18 inches away from his face. I was awash in sexual excitement, and my dick had gone rock hard. He looked at the outline of my penis in my shorts, and glanced up at my face for a moment as he reached out. He rubbed the front of my crotch palm-forward with his fingers pointing up for a few seconds, then gave my shaft a squeeze. Next he unbuttoned the top button of my shorts. One by one he slowly unbuttoned all the buttons, then he spread the opening apart and pulled my shorts down to about my knees. I went ahead and stepped out of them. I could see a little wet spot on my underwear at the head of my dick, and I'm pretty sure Steve noticed it too. After a couple more seconds he put fingers from both hands under the elastic waistband of my underwear and pulled out and down, exposing my genitals to view. I chuckled a little at the expression of wonder on his face as I took my underwear clear off, leaving me naked except for my shoes. Finally Steve was getting his wish. He used his right hand to get a good feel of my dick and balls, much like he did in the garage. He rubbed and squeezed and adored my dick until it was standing straight up with the head all swollen up like a strawberry and throbbing. Then I asked him if he remembered what I let him see through my bedroom window, and he said "Yeah." I said "Could you do that to me? Stroke it like I did the other day and make me squirt like that?" He smiled broadly and most willingly began to stroke my fat woodie then, and it felt great. His little hands felt different on my dick than my own hands, and it was turning me on badly. I watched him fondle and stroke my meat as it filled out to full width and the now fully flared head began to leak one small drop. I was really breathing hard, and going "Oooooh... oooooh..." and I felt my nuts drawing up in their nutsack, and just a few seconds later the juices started to flow. I really should have warned him that I was about to shoot, but for some reason I didn't say anything, I just went ahead and started squirting jizm all over his adoring face. "Oh yeah..." I said as I felt my nuts emptying their load, watching my juice start to run down his cheeks and onto his lips. Steve apparently wasn't grossed-out by this, he just watched in amazement. I was pleased to see that he was subconsciously licking his lips. As soon as I was done nutting, I picked up my underwear and wiped off his face enough so that none of my cum would go dripping off and get on his clothes, furniture, etc. It was too late to save his shirt, it had gotten splattered. Well, I escaped quickly after that so as to be gone before anybody else came home, but just as I was leaving I asked Steve if he wanted to get together again, and he said "Sure!" Well, for the next couple of daze I must have thought of Steve jacking me off like that a thousand times. And each time I thought of it my dick would start to swell up, making me feel embarrassed. Before I could think of a way to get naked in front of Steve again, he beat me to it. One afternoon when I was the only one home there came a knock on the door. When I opened it Steve was standing there with a huge smile on his face. I invited him in, told him that nobody else was home but me, and suggested we go to my room. When we got there I sat on my bed with my knees far apart, and rubbed the lump behind my zipper that began to form the moment I saw Steve standing on the porch. He watched what I was doing without comment; we both knew what he had come for. I was getting really turned on thinking about exposing my hard teenage dick for Steve to adore, and in a few seconds my dick had swollen up so much that my pants were awfully uncomfortable in the crotch. I laid back on my bed with my head on the pillow and put my hands under my head, and told Steve to help himself. He undid my pants and went to pull them down, so I raised up my rump so my pants could slide down. Then I was only wearing underwear with a big penis outline plainly visible. Steve giggled a bit, and squeezed my cock a few times and then lifted up the elastic waistband and took a good look at my hard dick. I raised my ass again so he would get the hint to get on with it. So he pulled down my underwear too, and I kicked them off as well as my pants, leaving me wearing only a tee shirt. My dick was nice and hard, raised up a couple of inches off of my belly, already as long as it gets and almost up to full width too. My balls were fairly hairless, and pulled up a bit so as not to be hanging low. Steve grabbed my thigh with his right hand and ran it up my thigh towards my genitals, with a kind of a tickling with his fingertips. I was anxious for him to just grab my dick and start yanking! When his hand reached my dick and got a hold of it I sighed, and humped into his hand a couple of times. He squeezed and played with my dick like he was trying to see how hard he could make it, and watched what it was doing with rapt attention. His face was very close, and I could see his nostrils flare as he inhaled my masculine smell. He leaned in real close then, and I was thinking that he was getting a better smell of it, but then to my surprise he stuck out his tongue and touched the tip of it to the shaft of my penis, about a half inch below the head. Then he took a big old lick on it! Before I knew it he was licking my dick! After he got used to licking it, he did what I was hoping he would do, he put it in his mouth! He held the end of my cock in his mouth and ran his tongue over the head, driving me crazy. His hot little mouth on my dick felt so good I started moaning and writhing around in pleasure. He didn't know about sucking dick properly, like deep throating and good stroking, but he did manage to keep his teeth out of the way. I was writhing in ecstasy, watching Steve sucking my dick, wondering if he wanted to get a mouthful of my juices. I was thinking that he just might want to taste it, the little pervert. I told him how good what he was doing to me felt, and warned him that I was going to squirt that stuff again pretty soon. He didn't seem too concerned about it, so I just laid back and tried to be still and make it last as long as possible. Which was about 20 more seconds. As I felt the juices begin to flow I hollered out "oooooh" and arched my back and began to gush my nuts out. Steve kept on sucking my dick, presumably swallowing down my load. In fact he kept on sucking my dick until I had to tell him to stop. When he raised off of my pole, I could see that he had not quite managed to (or maybe wanted to) swallow it all, as there was a small puddle of it at the base of my shaft.