I must preface this story by saying that it is pure fantasy. As you might know, I don't always write fantasy. Sometimes I write fact disguised as fantasy. It's up to you to tell the difference. I avoid the usual disclaimers because, I figure, why are you here in the first place? Wouldn't you like to be surprised for a change?

What Me and Mozart Have in Common:
by Larkin, .... jet2larkin (at) gmail (.) com
July 2012, copyright

4. What is the matter with my Mother?:

She chortled in a sing song voice, "Carter, school will be out soon so I got you some summer clothes because everything was on sale!"

She dropped all the bags on the floor and commanded my full attention. Rummaging through, she handed me set, cotton shorts and a matching shirt.

I looked at her and cried, "Yellow!?"

"Oh, come on, Carter, go in the bathroom and try them on and let me have a look at you."

Now other boys would have protested and refused outright but my Mother raised me early on to accept these outlandish absurdities.

I pulled on the tight cotton shorts and looked at myself in the mirror on the bathroom door. I couldn't believe it. You could see everything. My balls were two little bumps and my penis was a longer lump that stood up in the middle.
You could even tell that I was circumcised.

"Come on Carter, let's see how you look."

She was sitting there smoking a cigarette. When I came out, she pretended not to, but she did blink.

"Carter honey, where are you underpants?"

I shrugged my shoulders. The tee-shirt had a sailboat on it.

"Turn around honey, let me see the back of you."

The tight yellow cotton shorts had found their way up into my crack.
I'm sure it made my behind look two large eggs round as could be.
Is it possible that she really thinks I am a girl?

"Here honey,"

She hands me a stupid looking hat. I give her a disdainful frown.

"Go on honey, it's a sun hat to keep the sun off. You know you have sensitive skin."

I put it on to please her and then ripped it off my head. That was going too far!

My Mother handed me another outfit. This time it's a blue and white sailor outfit. It is only a slight improvement. Once back in the privacy of the bathroom I pull the tight yellow shorts off of my behind and look at it in the mirror. If I look between my legs, I can see my butt hole. I suddenly think of David with his broken front tooth and Tommy pushing their big boners at me. I look at myself in the mirror and stick out and wiggle my tongue. I have given myself a very stiff boner.

"Carter honey, hurry up, I have other things to do."

I answer her. "Wait a minute, I have to pee."

With my yellow shorts pulled down to my ankles, my tee shirt tucked under my chin and my penis sticking up, I try to pee. I peed straight up into the air and it came down all over the seat. As pees go it was spectacular.

I tried on the sailor suit. White shorts and a white shirt with blue trim. My boner did not go away and it made a wet spot in the front of my shorts. My Mother pretended not to notice. I decided that it is time for my Mother to have her head examined by experts.

The boy part of me hated all these clothes mostly because they were so stupid looking. However, there was another part of me that sort liked them. I liked how they suggested how I would look if I were naked. I liked how you could not only see if I had a boner but how they displayed my boner and little balls for all to see. I wanted David to see me like this.

It is my guess that David and Tommy really preferred girls but the girls in class would have nothing to do with those two outlaws, so I suspect, that I would be an acceptable alternative. Maybe looking a little bit like a girl worked in my favor...

David, with his sly look and his chipped front tooth, is all boy and his clothes are all boy and sometimes he's dirty and all smelly like boy sweat. If he sees me wearing these tight yellow shorts he'll see my boner. If he sees it, it will be sure to give him ideas.

David and Tommy are the ones that taught me how to suck cock and now I can never be un-taught. I'm always going to want to do it now.

My Mother has gone off somewhere, who knows where and I am lying on my bed.
I look up at my feet in the air above me.
The yellow cotton shorts are stretched between my ankles. I decide that's how they look best, pulled down.

When I go over to David's house and we are in his messy room with the door locked. He climbs on me when I'm like this and sticks his cock in my mouth. Sometimes we're alone and sometimes Tommy is there watching us.

Tommy is waiting for his turn. He says he wants to fuck me up my butt. I told him, maybe, but not yet. At home here alone, I think about it. I imagine it happening. I finger my butt hole. I decide the next time Tommy asks me I'm going to say yes. I'll be sure to be wearing my new yellow shorts.

5. A Phone Call From Tommy:

She came into my bedroom holding the handset.

"Carter, it's for you. Do me a favor and don't stay on too long because you worthless Father is suppose to call me."

I answered the phone. "Hello?"

The voice on the other end said, "What's up?"

"Who is this?"

The voice on the other end said, "It's Tommy."

I'm not use to talking to Tommy because it's usually David that does all the talking. Tommy usually just stands around looking content but slightly deranged

I said, "What's going on?"

He said "Nothing."

"Is David there too?"

He said, "No, I'm at home. David isn't allowed over at my house."

"So I guess he's at his house."

Tommy was beginning to sound irritated. "Hey, I don't want to talk about David. I called so's I could talk to you."

I thought to myself, "Oh damn, he's jealous!"

I quickly said, "Well what do you want to talk about?"

You have to remember we are both 7th graders and Tommy isn't the smartest one in the barrel.

He said, "I don't know? Um...Who's over at your house?"

I said, "Just me and my Mom."

He said, "I was thinking maybe you and me could get together, you know without David being around?"

I slid my hand down into my underpants just to keep myself company.

"Ok, what do you want to do?"

There was a long pause. It was obvious the Tommy was having trouble put his ideas into words.

He said, "You know?"

I pulled on my dickie until it got hard.

I said in my gentlest voice, "Like what? You mean like what we did in the Library?"

He said, "Yeah, like that."

I said, "Oh,.... Ok, if you want."

He said, "You could come over to my house, no one's here."

"I better not, you live too far and it's already dark out."

I pulled my dickie out and was stroking it up and down.

Tommy said, "What if I come over and wait outside for you?"

I said "Ok."

He immediately hung up. I put on my yellow cotton shorts. I could hardly wait and it seemed like it took forever. It was a warm and humid night. Finally I saw him on his BMX bike up the street. He rolled onto the dark lawn and looked up at me in the window. I motioned to him to keep quite.

My Mother was watching "American Idol". I snuck downstairs and let myself out the back door. I ran up to Tommy and hugged him. He already had a big boner in his pants. I felt it in my hand. I pulled him towards the garage. It was dark and empty.

My Mom was too lazy to use it so she always parked in the driveway. We lifted the garage door just high enough for us to slip underneath. It was dark inside but we could feel each other bodies. Tommy was all wet from sweating and I got down and opened his pants. He stuck it in my mouth and held onto me. It was very intense.

His sex juice suddenly was squirting everywhere. I got all over my shirt and my face and hair. He told me he was sorry but said he wasn't finished yet. His urgency never stopped.

He turned me around and pulled my pants down and started poking at my behind with his fingers. After that he held me tightly in place and I felt him slowly going up inside of me. I began to have doubts about wanting this to happen but as far as Tommy was concerned, there was no turning back.

It was very painful. My own body pushed him out. He started again this time more slowly and carefully.

He whispered in my ear, "You have to want up there, push like you are going to go and it will make it easier."

He was right but it was like nothing I had ever experienced before. This was totally different than just sucking David's cock. Tommy was pushing his big cock up my butt and it involved my whole body. I had no choice. It was painful but if I surrendered completely it stopped hurting. Tommy was strong and he was sweaty. He went faster and faster.
I couldn't quite believe what was happening to me. He finally came again and in less than a minute, he was gone.

I was shaking. I was in ruins. I snuck back into the house and back upstairs into my room. Incredible warmth filled my whole body.

What did it all mean? I don't know?
I know that if would ask me if he could do it again, ...I would say yes.

Why do people get so angry about stuff like this, ...It's just fun.

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