Date: Mon, 6 Oct 2014 23:33:00 +0200
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Wheelie Boy 4

			       WHEELIE BOY 4

...Horny Boy Floyd climbed onto Winny's lap and said, "Just a minute, I
have to make an adjustment" and reached behind him and squeezed
Winny's cock several times.  "Are you ok now Winny?"  "Getting that
way!" Winny retorted and chuckled...

...Floyd put his hands on top of Winny`s arms and laid back against
Winny with their heads together and I gave them a wild ride, swerving
and spinning till we reached my house. Floyd got off, still laughing as I
bumped the chair up the stairs and he bounded up ahead of us, opened
the door, then charged down to my room.

Floyd was very familiar with the place and was down to his underwear
with a CD playing when we went in and I slid Winny off the chair and
onto the bed. Winny looked at Floyd then back at me with his eyebrows
raised and I turned my head to the side and shrugged my shoulders.

"Can I try your chair now Winny?"  Winny nodded and Floyd jumped
into the chair and started to roar around, making motor noises.  Winny
was grinning.

 Floyd got off the chair and said to Winny, "What happened to your
legs?" as he ran his hand over them.

Winny was a little nervous and replied, "I had a disease when I was little
and the muscles never developed"

"Shit Winny, that sucks", Floyd said seriously, "but I have a cousin who
lost his whole goddamn arm but he's a great guy, just like you.  Hey, are
you guys going to fuck around or not? How `bout we jump into the hot
tub?" he asked as pulled on his crotch.

"Look, I'm getting a boner already! " he continued as he stripped his
underwear off, put his hands on his hips and wiggled them, making his
boner wave then pulled the skin back-and-forth then pressed it down
with his thumb so it sprang up, and cupped his boybag in his hand, his
eyes sparkling in anticipation.

"Well what do you think Winny? Tub time?" I asked and Winny nodded
quite rapidly, like very excited now.

"Hooray! I'll take the cover off " Floyd replied as he disappeared into
the hot tub room, his 5 in. needle waving away.

"Well what you think of Floyd?"

"OMG, he's certainly a spitball, certainly not shy, certainly lives up to his
nic and certainly uses colorful language!"

"Oh yeah? You haven't heard or seen the half of it yet and you're in for
some real fun, I know you'll enjoy it"

Floyd came racing back into the room stretching his foreskin out,
squeezing his balls and bouncing from the balls of one foot to the other,
"C'mon you shitheads, how come you're not fuckin' ready yet? I guess
I'll just have to get you ready myself!"

He kept stretching his long foreskin as he walked over to Winny and
said, "It's not very big, not as big as Chad's, but it's really hard. My balls
aren't big enough to hold any shots yet, but they should be soon.
See..." he said and tried it to bend it down with his thumb, "...try it!"

Winny's brow rose as he continued staring, quickly licked his lip as he
reached out and carefully tried to pull it down with a fingertip but it
wouldn't bend.  His rising lap reflected his rising excitement.

Floyd came over to me and said, "Fuck, I guess I'd better help you too
you lazy fuckhead" which I always let him because he always enjoyed
doing it so much and he pulled off my shirt, undid my pants and pulled
them down, "Yes! No underwear. Decent!"

He pulled on my cock and popped my knob out and looked at Winny,
"Nice cock eh? I may be Bret's little buddy, but this is my favorite little
buddy!" then he shook it and I started to get hard, "See how big it starts
to get when he knows it`s me!"

It quickly went hard and upright as he giggled, then wrapped his fist
around it, sliding down on it to unveil my damp knob, and stood beside
me, holding it like it was a prize fish, and smiled at Winny, "A prize
fucking catch, don't you think Win?"

Winny really broke up on that, banging on the edge of the bed like he
does on the chair arms.

"OK Winny boy you're next" he said and scampered over to Winny who
looked up at me, a little panic etched on his face which Floyd noticed,
and got an angry look on his face, "Hey dickhead, I'm Bretty's personal
stripper, I always strip him or any friends before we shower, hit the tub
or fuck around!"

Winny looked a little crestfallen, then Floyd grabbed Win's face in both
hands, and giggled, "I was just kidding, about the dickhead, I mean, I'd
like to see your dickhead because I really like you and I wanna be your
personal stripper, K, now?"

Did that ever brighten Winny up and was glowing when he quickly lifted
his arms as Floyd stripped off his shirt, "Nice muscles!" he said as he
traced his finger over Winny's cut chest.

He undid Winny's pants and told him, "OK now, lift your goddamn
butt". Winny pushed his arms down beside him, raising his hips and
Floyd wiggled the pants down to the knees.

Winny's cock was semi, half way up and Floyd's eyes bugged out, as I
expected, "Wow, now that's a fuckin` monster! Needs a close
inspection! But let's get you naked first"

He scratched his chin for a moment, then knelt down in front of him, so
he was eye level with the rising monster, stared for a moment, then
wiggled the shorts down to Wen's ankles

He winked at me, and rather than lift each useless leg out to the shorts,
he said, "K, now Winny, I'm gonna roll you on our back and pull these
fucking shorts off.

Win looked a little confused as Floydy lifted the shorts and his feet up,
rolling Winny on his back so his big ballsac was dangling down over his
pink pucker.

He held the shorts up with the feet still in them, then giggled, "Oh my,
what do we have here! A couple of cannonballs under that big cannon.
Boy I wanna fire this thing" and Win started giggling, his balls

contracting and loosening as Floyd fondled them, then he ran his finger
around the ass wrinkle, and it started winking, "Oh and this is where he
must load it!" and pressed a fingertip into it.

He was still holding the shorts up then worked them down till they were
almost off the feet, then looked at me, "Okay now folks, here's the bare
naked, and totally boned,...WHEELIN WINNY!" then yanked them off,
like a magician, so Winny's legs dropped, making him roll up into a
sitting position, laughing so hard, there were tears in his eyes, his hard
cock vibrating.

We were gut laughing too, and Win choked out, stifling his laugh,
"Floydy... you are... my personal stri...stripper now too. Better check...
and see if there's any damage"

Didn't have to ask him twice, as he reached down, wrapped his fist
around it and look at the knob, "Your skin is cut off, like my cousin's. He
always likes to play with mine"

He got a serious look on his face as he bent it around, poked his balls,
"Boy this baby is thick and long, best I've felt yet" then he got a devious
look on his face, licked an index finger, then circled the dry knob and
Win naturally flinched and grasped his wrist.

He pouted, dropping his head, then grinned, "Sorry, I'll kiss it and make
it better" and Floyd stared down a Floyd gave it a long noisy smacker.
More laughing, Winny very relaxed now, not shy at all and really
enjoying his new stripper.

Floyd let go of his cock and stood, "Okay now, enough of this fucking
around in here, let's go into the tub room and fuck around in there. Do
you want me to get your chair Winny Poo?" shooting him a warm smile.

"Oh no, he'll walk-in.  I'll show you" I said and went over and pulled
Winny up and took a position behind him as he was used to and started
to waddle to the tub.

I now was completely hard too and Floyd giggled, "Don't poke another
fucking hole in his ass with that thing Brett"

More chuckled as Floyd walked backwards in front of us pulling on his
dink and added, "We could put a flag on that fucking schlong of yours
that's waving around Winny, like they do on large loads!"

We got to the tub and sat Winny on the edge then I swung his feet
around and put them in the water and slid him down into the seat.

Floyd slid in to one side of him and pointed for me to sit on the other
side of him and he put his arms over our shoulders with a big grin on his
face, then looked back and forth at us, "Hey guys, this is fuckin' great! "
he said and we sat for a few minutes with the water bubbling.

Of course that didn't last long, "Better see if you're comfortable" and he
slipped his hands underwater and grabbed our wilting boners and
slowly started to stroke us back up.

Winny looked quite content as Floyd smiled at him, "Better check your
stripper out buddy ", and I saw Winny's hand slide down and slowly
start jacking  Floyd's hard needle dick, "mmm... you got a nice hand Win
bro. You're great" and he sighed contentedly.

We sat for a while as Floyd chatted away and then started playing
around, splashing us and pulling Winny around.  They were having a
ball.

After a bit more, I suggested we get out and Floyd bounced out and
rapidly started jerking himself saying, "Yeah, I feel like whacking off
now!" and Winny giggled as we pulled him out and walked him back to
my room.

 I sat him on the bed and swung his feet up and around and he laid back
on his elbows, his big cock sticking up.  Floyd jumped up and knelt down
beside him and started to play with Winny's hardon and balls while I
crawled on the other side of Floyd and lay back like Winny.

He moved so he was facing us, and giggled as he grabbed a boner in
each hand, then pulled down on them as he rose on his knees, then up
as he lowered himself, and looked at us waiting and Win burst out,
"You're skiing and our hardons are ski poles!"

Shit that broke us up again as he pointed a cocked finger at Winnie and
fired it, "Right on, you deserve a professional whack off too!" and
turned his attention to him.

He bent the cock around, pulled on some curlies then, "I think your balls
are also a little bigger than Brett's" bouncing them up on his fingertips
then swung around and did the same to mine with his other hand and
paused, did it again, "Yep got him there too!" and stayed turned to me.

"I always like to whack off Brett and see how high he squirts.  Watch me
and I'll do him first so you can see the competition then I'll do you and
we'll see which one of you can squirt the furthest, K?"

Winny sat up on his elbows and watched Floyd toss me.  His little hand
flew away furiously as he tilted his head and bit his lip, staring at my
knob.  I could feel my load rising and my shaft started to pulse and
Floyd said, "Here he goes, watch ", and he squeezed harder and
pumped faster keeping my cock straight up and I shuddered and
groaned as a large load flew up and splashed back on my stomach as he
pumped four smaller loads out which tumbled back on my pubes and
his hand.

He licked the cumm off it as he sat back on his heels and said, "Decent,
that's about a 9 inches!"

He then turned to Winny and wrapped his fist around the shaft, "Shit! I
can hardly get my fingers around the fucking thing" and proceeded to
pump.

Winny started to squirm and moan, "I think he's ready to go now,
watch!" Floyd said like the professional cock whacker he was.  Furiously
he thrashed away and Winny hunched up as his cock sent a streamer up
a good 10 - 11  in. and followed it with at least five more shorter ones
that fell back down covering his pubes and Floyd's hands.

Floyd sat back on his heels again, licking his hand and exclaimed, "Wow,
I think he beat you Bretty! That went really high, and it was a gusher!
Super Cock!" and he giggled as he grabbed mine and bent it down to my
stomach and held Wen's straight up, "the Winna by an inch or two!"

Floyd said, "Hey, you want to whack me off now Winny, I can't shoot
but I sure can get off buddy?" and leaned back on his elbows between
us and spread his legs.

Winny leaned over on one elbow, actually quite excited, his wilting cock
still oozing some dribbles of cumm and started to toss Floyd with three
fingers.

Floyd started to squirm, lifting his knees alternately, tossing his head
back-and-forth, then raised it, bent over, eyes squeezed shut, "uh...
ohh... oohh..." then slammed his head back on the bed, "aagg... aagg..."
his hips starting to bounce, then suddenly arched them up and froze,
shuddering, "aagghhhHHHHH!!!" his skinny body wracked with a spasm
from that first dry orgasm, then, "UUHH... UHHH... UHHH" as he
flopped around like a wounded bird with a couple more.

Winny looked shocked as he kept pumping that skinny throttle of
Floyd's in his fingers.

Suddenly Floyd went limp, collapsed back down on the bed and,
breathing hard, lazily opening his eyes and focused on Win, a slow smile
breaking out on his hairless face, then caught his breath, saying,
"Wo...wow! That was fu... fuckin' crazy Winny, you're the best cock
whacker ever! "

I could see Winny was happy that he had jerked off a couple of guys for
the first time.

We lay back, resting quietly for a few moments, catching our breaths as
Floyd slid his hands over, lifting our drooling cocks then dropping them
a couple times, then lifted his head, and held them up, watching a
stringer down for my pucker and off Wen' knob, "I'll be glad when my
fucking cock will leak after I get off"

Then he sat up and grasped them at the base and did helicopters as he
giggled, "And I hope mine gets as big as these, well at least as big as
Brett's but would be nice to as big as Winny's"

Win looked pretty proud when that was said, then Floyd dropped mine
and held up Win's and he twirled his finger tip around the slimy knob,
making Wen flinch, "Oops bud, sorry I was just checking to see ifyour
leaking knob is really red. Lemme check Brett's"

He turned and leaned over, lifting mine and slid the cover back, "Hey,
his is too" and gave it a swirl as he leered at me, so I gave his arm a
friendly slap, "I never noticed before because his hoody goes back over
so quick" then looked back over at Wen, still holding, mine, "Hey Win,
you wanna check mine too. Pretty please..." knowing full well that he
was dying to.

Win rolled his back, "Yep. Not as red, but looks like it worked at it" and
continued sliding it back and forth on the softie, obviously enjoying it.

He dropped our cocks and pulled on our pube curlies, "And I'll be glad
when I get some of these"

"Okay guys, time for a shower, let's go and get this spunk off"

Floyd looked at Winny, quite surprised, "You shower too?" and Win
nodded proudly.

Floyd shook his head, "Those fucking legs of yours are no problem at all
bud, you seem to be able to do anything you want, just have to be a
little more creative, just a simple challenge for a guy like you!" and
stuck his fist out and Win bumped it.

Nobody could have said anything more powerful or more meaningful to
him than what his new 12 yr. old friend had just said. His glow almost lit
up the room as he got a determined look on his face that he was never
going to lose. Friends for life.

I broke the spell, "He's so right Wen. So let's show him how you
shower"

Floyd had seen the duckwalk to the tub as he stood on my feet and said,
"I'd like to try that next time" and flipped Wen's flopper up, "shit, the
fucking steering handle's broken!" and we laughed as we waddled into
the shower.

It could only fit two so I took him in and got him leaning against the
wall, then moved out and waved Floyd in, "Your turn stripper/ whacker/
washer"

I knew they would both love it and they did, spending a lot longer than
it takes two teens to shower, even though they had already whacked
off. Lol

When they finally finished, Win stayed against the wall, and
appreciating his new interest in cocks, I had him do me again, his
interest in me the same as before Floyd.

We waddled back and at the bed, I turned, and fell back on the edge
with him on top, our feet down to the floor, then I and put my feet in
between his and spread them with mine, opening both of them up so
Floyd could just see our spread legs with Winny's big hammer hanging
down over his big bag, hanging down over my schlong, hanging down
over my big bag.

"Were do I start" he said giggling as he stretched his skin out about 2 in.
We laughed, then Floyd looked at my bedside clock, frowned, then
scurried over to his clothes and started dressing as he told us it was
getting late and had to meet his mom.

"That was a blast guys, I hope to see you again Weelin' Winny, I sure
enjoyed being your stripper and would like to be your tosser again,
whenever that fucking monster of yours needs to get out for a workup"
he said then dashed out the door.

We laid on the bed, exhausted and I asked Winny, "Well watcha think?"
"That was crazy! He's a real character, lots of fun.  I see now why you
call him Horny Boy Floyd. Cute little fucker too" and we chuckled at the
first swear words I'd ever heard from him.

We were pretty tired and he rolled on his side so I rolled over and
spooned him, my soft prick in the crack of his ass, my bare chest against
his back , my arm over his as we drifted off, both of us quite happy and
contented and Winny...I believed... more so than me...

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DD

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