Date: Thu, 8 Jan 2015 01:11:33 +0100
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Wheelie Boy 8

			      WHEEELIE BOY 8


Golden Showers          Virgin Lips        Blow Break        Tiny Timmy


...we all slid back into the tub, all cummed out, relaxed and chatting
away as we enjoyed each other's spent floppies and my mind started
wandering to bedtime and what else might unfold during this sleepover
with our challenged frends...


...and of course, after a few minutes of silence, it was Horny Boy that
broke the spell, "Fuck! Shit Manly, you sure busted my balls big time,
best spurt I've ever had, how long you been whacking someone else
off?"

He giggled, "You're the first. I often thought about how someone else
would squirt, and I loved the way you pumped, like a... like a fire hose!
Fireman Floydy!" Jeez, I think he's even funnier than Floydy! Which
surprised us all, including Floydy who I think was so happy to have met
his match.

"Okay, Manly my man, looks like I'm gonna have to do a lot of work on
your hydrant to get you up to snuff. But how `bout you be my partner
and help me whup these other two tossers at a game of `Fast and
Furious'?"

Boy, his eyes bugged and his jaw dropped, "Wow! You got that game? I
don't have a computer but heard a lot about it, that would be do total!"
then snickered, "and if you show me how Fireman, I'll show you how to
whack off someone else the best way!"

Floydy was shocked, the second time tonight, then he leaned over and
pretended to dunk him, "You Fucker, you're lucky I don't drown you,
but only because I wanna see if you can toss me as far two times in a
row. So let's get out now, dry off and go gamin'. And no clothes until we
leave in the mornin', K?"

No resistance there, so me and Floyd got out then helped the others,
Stan onto his sticks and Winn into his chair and we all broke up as we
looked around at each other's shriveled up peckers.

Floydy was looking down at his sorry dick, then lifted it and let it drop,
"Geez Manly, I think you choked it to death, don't know if you'll ever
get it to live again" Then he looked at him, then down at his fists around
the handles on his stick, "shit, now I see why you could. Your fist
squeezing that stick all the time, you could've squeezed my dick so
hard, you could've popped the head off it!"

That did it, we broke up again as these two were trying to outdo each
other. And we made our way, on sticks, in a wheelie and walking,
naked, happy and swinging.

We settled into a serious bout of gamin', and Stanley's eyes were
twinkling in delight, playing a new computer game, naked, with his new
naked tossin' buddy. And boy did he learn fast, as the two of them took
the lead. They were non-verbally communicating more now, touching
each other and occasionally dropping a hand down to check their new
pets.

He turned to his partner, "Hey Fireman buddy,  I have to take a mean
leak, you wanna duck me to the can and give me a hand" then chuckled
deviously, and you could see the excitement in Floydy's eyes as he rose
up and offered his hands to Stan. When he took them, he levered him
up and Floyd moved in behind him and got his feet under Stan's.

I quickly rose up too, "Let's have some squirt fun" and they gave me a
curious look, "well we had our cumm squirts, how `bout a group piss
squirt?"

Winn grinned, "Me too! I gotta have a mean one too, bet I can squirt
the furthest!" so I levered him up and he loaded onto my feet. Then
they followed us into the bathroom. I stopped, "We'll do it in the
shower, it would likely squirt all over the place but we can just turn the
shower to wash it away"

We stepped inside and there was enough room for us to stand shoulder
to shoulder facing the shower wand, and I giggled, "Gunners! Grab your
pissers!" and Floyd and me took ahold of their peckers, "prepare to
fire!" and Fireman giggled as he slid Manly's skin back and I rubbed my
thumb on the end of Winn's hardening cannon.  I whispered in his ear,
"When I say Aim, quickly turn to them and start pissing on them"

He was a bit surprised at first, then choked back a laugh, "Okay gunners,
when I say fire let loose with your piss shooters" and everyone got
excited, my bone starting, Winn's well on the way, Stanley getting
there, "K, now...Ready...Aim..." then I quickly turned Winn to them as
he let go long arc of piss over on Stanly. We were only about a foot
apart and he was completely caught off guard, but when I finally said
`Fire!" his gunner Floyd had caught on and quickly turned him to Winn
and replied with a longer golden arch up by Winn's neck.

That sure brook us up and Stan looked at Horny Boy who was full mast
now and said, "Gunner, lean me against the wall and strand beside me.
I see your cannon is ready to fire"  When Floydy did that, Stan grasped
his hardon, uncovered it, preparing it for firing, it "Okay, Bretty bitch,
that was an illegal squirt, you beat the gun, so for punishment you are
to kneel down before us and I will face paint you with a golden shower"

Boy he sure is full of surprises. Where's the shyness go? I could see how
everyone was having fun, and Floydy seemed pretty proud of his new
friend. So I parked Winn against the wall and subserviently knelt down
for my punishment trying not to smile, a mere 10" from Floydy's bared
knob.

He laughed, "For not obeying the rule for a fair dual, I sentence you to
three lashes with a golden stream" and I closed my eyes and when his
gunner started firing his own pisspump, Stan waved it back and forth on
my face, giving me a shiny golden mask!

I rose up, raised my hand, and they stopped laughing, "There is only one
of who has not been anointed with the precious Golden Water, how
many think he should be blessed?" and we all put a hand up, then I
pointed to Floydy.

So he knelt down before me and Winn uncapped my piss-tol, cocking it
and when Floydy closed his eyes, Winn swirled my golden nectar all
over his face. Needless to say, none of us licked it off like we do with
cumm.

We were all boned up, naturally, and decided to shower up. Winn and
Stanley were still parked against opposite walls with us standing in front
of them and Stan rinsed off Floyd with the wand. He spent a little more
time on the boner that was bobbing so when Floyd started on his
boner, he started to giggle, "You missed a spot" so he did it a little
more, then he giggled some more, "darn, you got it all excited. Could
you whack me off again? You're so good at it, it feels so good. If you do
a good job, I'll show you how to jerk a good cumm squirt again"

He didn't have to ask twice as Floyd quickly passed the wand over to
me, then moved beside Stan, facing us too, and started to whack his
new friend off, his own boner bobbing away. Winn and I were watching
as we gave each other a token rinse, then I stood beside him whacking
him and watching Stan being tossed. It was very erotic.

Floydy was bent over, his head down in front of Stan's chest, who was
grinning, his eyes closed, his arm over Floyd's shoulders. I was in a
similar position, cranking Winn's thick cummpump when Stan suddenly
dropped his head down, gasping and grasping Floyd's shoulders hard,
then squeal/croaked as he fired a respectable series of 4, 3, 2 inch
spumes.

Floyd straightened up and they both looked over at us just as Winn
spiraled a good 6 incher, chasing it with a couple burps and they voiced
their admiration. Floyd and I didn't stand with our backs to the wall,
naturally, so they stayed against the wall and we stood in front, but
sideways so we could see each other's cumm pumping.

Winn did a good job, giving me a great release, and I always liked Horny
Boy's antics, which were a little greater now that he had bullets he
could fire. And he didn't let me down as his knees bent slightly, his head
bobbing as he squirmed with a huge orgasmic shudder, screech/gagging
as he spit out a single, respectable for him, 3 incher.

We toweled off, both of our tanks empty now, and ducked our friends
back. I was lucky that my mom had put a Queen bed in my room, so we
paired off on it, nice and naked, and watched some TV. And like most
young teens, we not only like to whack off every couple hours, but we
like to eat every couple hours.

So it was off to the kitchen for a snack before we crashed. To grownups
it would be a meal as we plowed our way through it, Floydy and Manly
tying for first place. They were quite tight now, Floyd going out of his
way to look after his bud, who looked at him in admiration most off the
time and would whisper to each other and giggle over their secrets.

I cleaned everything away, then we ducked them back to my bedroom,
everyone exited, anticipating the next round of gaming, now that our
stomachs were full and also our... well you know what... after all it has
been almost a couple hours... right?

 Floydy put his arms around Stan's waist, lifted him off his feet, set him
back down on his own feet, turned him away from the bed, and let go
so he fell back on the bed. Stan was giggling as Floyd lifted his legs,
turned him and dropped them down on the bed and climbed over him
so Stan stayed on the outer side. I did the same with Winn and we were
in bed, or should I say play pen, for the night. And we started watching
TV for the next couple hours.

But eventually, as we slowly recharged, our floppies soon turned to
stone as we teased each other's, and naturally started losing interest in
the TV. It started with Floydy, who was laid back, watching Manly
absently roll the cap on his cockhead and he suddenly held it back, and
rose up on an elbow, and looked up at him, "Earlier, you licked my knob
that was leaking and it felt so good. You wanna see what it feels like?"

Boy, Stan never ceased to amaze us as Floyd rose up on his elbows,
"Fuckin' right I do. And I'll tickle you tip back too!

So Stan teased it, making Floyd shudder, then he put his mouth over the
tender knob, and started to suck! Which started driving Floydy nuts, as
he started squirming, "Oh fuck... oh, no... shit... I'm gonna...fuck, I'm
gonna squiiirrttt...!!!"

It didn't faze Stan one bit, his cheeks pulsing and just his head jerked a
bit when a wad must've burst in. He kept sucking till Floyd collapsed
back so Stan pulled off, and a huge smile of success broke out on his
face as he licked his lips and wiped them off, "How was it?"

"Fuckin' crazy! Lemme suck you off now and you'll see!"

Winn winked at me, then went down on me, happy as a pig in shit, as I
watched Floyd blow his naked bud, who was now bent over him,
grasping his bobbing head. Floyd's head suddenly jerked when the
virgin cock that was fucking his virgin lips let loose its teen cock spew,
filling it for the first time.

They turned and watched me suck Winn's wicked wang and chuckled
when my head jerked from the wicked wad he whammied down my
throat and laughed when I pulled off and they saw the fruits of my
sucking running out the corners of my mouth, remembering the size of
the wads he had fired earlier in the Jacuzzi.

Well that was round three already, so we were pretty well, tuckered or
should I say suckered out as we settled down. It was a hot night, so no
sheets and when I looked over a little later, they were sound asleep,
Floydy spooning his best friend Stanly

In the middle of the night I was awakened by the bed jiggling and sure
enough, they had figured out how to do a 69 already and were helping
themselves to a midnight snack.

Morning breaks and when Winn and I awoke, we joined the other two
who were already having a 69 liquid breakfast in bed.  Then we
duckwalked into the bathroom, helping each other with our morning
ablutions, laughing and fooling around, a tight knit group of suck
buddies.

We finished our breakfast with some solid food for a change, then
helped each to dress and headed to the porch. Often during the
morning I had noticed Stan almost worshipping Horny Boy as they
talked quietly to each other. I laughed too, when at one point, Floydy
said, "...then I told the fuc..." and stopped as Stan shot him a stern
glance, so he continued, "...guy not to..." It looks like they are a couple
now, especially if he can do that to Floydy Boy.

Winn and Stan had phoned for pickups, and Stan's mom showed up first
and I noticed that they both let go of their hands, their eyes a little
watery.  Floyd turned, squatted enough for Stan to lie on his back, his
arms around his chest, then Floyd picked up the sticks too and walked
down the steps.

His mom smiled, quite proudly, as she watched them approach and
Floydy smiled at her, "Hi, mom! You wanna get this Manly guy off my
back, he's beat me 6 times in our computer games"

She laughed when Stan cuffed him on the ear. Floydy turned away from
the open door and squatted so Stan could put his feet on the ground
and then let go so he fell back on the car seat. Stan looked at up his
mom and everyone broke up when he said to her, "It took a bit, but I
got him well trained now!"

His mom was a little teary eyed now, "Thanks to all you guys for letting
St... Manly have so much fun with you all, especially you Floydy"

And with a straight voice he replied, "Well ma'am, he taught us a lot of
things too. He...he's my best friend now, hope we can keep in touch"

When she gave him another peck on the cheek, he beamed at Stan and
they traded phone numbers and promised him she would drive him
over anytime.  We knew that Floydy never had a very good mom, even
when she was around.

We waved and Floydy tried not to be upset as we bumped and he split.
Winn had phoned Transit, so as we waited, we discussed all that had
happened and how much fun we had and learned and were especially
happy for Floydy who really needed a good friend and hoped it would
last.

It came and we bumped  and I lazed around for the rest of the day,
reviewing and enjoying the day with my friends who we never even
thought of as being `handicapped' or even `challenged' but just
`different' like Floydy was tall, or I was skinny.

Monday morning I waited out front of the school for Winnie.  The
Transit pulled up and I saw Winnie smiling and waving as it pulled to a
stop.  Bob got out and said to me, "I have a special delivery Brett, you
might want to check it out for any damage from the weekend", and he
chuckled as he lowered the ramp and Winnie rolled out.

"Hi Buddy!" I said to him and he gave me a five with a big grin on his
face.  He had shorts on and his legs were bare, "You've got your shorts
on today, it's hot and that's more comfortable isn't it"

"Yeah, I don't care anymore what anybody thinks, I can't do anything
about it"

 I grinned inwardly and felt good that he had overcome that hurdle.  He
wheeled along beside me and I asked him how the weekend went.

He replied softly, "I whacked off five more times yesterday", then
continued proudly, "and I have a good start on today, because I did it in
bed and then in the washroom before I left" and he giggled deviously.

I slapped him on the back and told him to keep it up which brought a
loud laugh out of him. We went into the room and all the guys said hi to
us, no one noticing Winnie's bare legs.

At recess, we went to the gym and I had him toss shots from the line
while I returned the ball.  I noticed the small boy again who was a class
ahead of us, took art with us and also sat out our Phys Ed class like
Winnie.  He sat a little further down on the bench where Winnie was
parked beside when we practiced and I noticed he always watched and
when Winnie came up to practice and when he scored he grinned and
clapped each time.

He was shorter than me, had messy brown hair and wore big glasses,
kinda nerdy, and his clothes were shabby and baggy because they were
too big for him, like hand-me-downs.

Noon hour came and we went outside and joined some guys to eat our
lunch. This was new for Winnie, as he usually ate alone and he felt good
when they treated him as just one of the boys and not a single glance or
remark on his bare legs.

One of the guys said, "Hey Wheelie, I saw you shooting hoops this
morning, you're pretty good" and Winnie blushed slightly and thanked
him politely.

We finished eating and went back to the gym to practice and the little
boy again was sitting there and watched as Winnie tossed the ball.  He
was hitting at least 50%, not bad from the throw line.

When we stopped, Winnie looked down at his crotch and said, "I've got
a boner" and I looked down and his big shaft was pushing up against his
shorts, "I'd like to get off.  Maybe we can go into the handicapped
washroom, what do you think? Are you up for it?" and he giggled.

He was Horny Boy Winnie now. I told him it wasn't a bad idea, that I
could do with one too and he chuckled again and I pushed him down
the hall and into the handicapped washroom and locked the door.  I had
never been in it before and it was fairly big.  The vanity was higher than
usual so he could get his wheelchair under it and the toilet was higher
with a bar beside it to pull himself up.

He worked his shorts down and his hardon sprang up, "That's better" he
said and rolled the bare knob, "what do you think?"

"Looks pretty good to me, sure could use some work, I'll help you out"
which brought a chuckle "but maybe you better get me ready first" and
stepped up to him.

He anxiously undid my fly and dropped my shorts as my semi flopped
out, "Well isn't that a nice piece of work ", he stated and pulled the skin
back to expose my damp knob, "better taste it and see if it's ready" and
he gave it a long lick with his rough tongue, making me flinch and
double over.

He snapped his lips over my knob, sucked on it a couple times, then
started suck/sliding. Man it felt like I had my dick in a vacuum cleaner, I
even thought my head might cave in. It was a good thing that this was a
separate room because what with the slurping and sucking sounds and
our duet of moans, we were quite audible, and of course with my
climatic gagger when I filled his mouth with fresh teen cream.

He pulled off, licked his lips, "A cockshake's better'n a milkshake
anytime of the day! Now knock yourself out on mine too!"

So I knelt down beside the chair and started play a tune on his thick
pipe as his fingers ran through my hair, and I loved the sex scent a hard
cock emits from the sweat hormones building up. It didn't take long for
him to warn me, pinching his cheeks, making his hips bump, then his
low howl as he started the flow of steamy semen down my throat.

Quite happy now that we had dumped our second loads of the day, we
dressed back up and he wheeled out beside me as he chuckled, "Great
lunch. Hey, maybe we should start a club. You know how they have a
camera club and a chess club? Well maybe we could have a cumm club,
you know, see who could shoot the furthest sometimes and maybe
group pig out on each other's cocks the other times" and was giggling
when we wheeled back into our room.

We had fun during class, making lewd gestures and giggling.  At recess,
we went to shoot some hoops and I noticed that little boy sitting there
again.  We took a break and I said to Winnie, "Look at that kid sitting
there, he always seems to be watching us"

"Yeah, I noticed him too, let's go over and talk to him"

He wheeled over as I followed and the boy got a panicked look on his
face as he watched us approach, "Hi, I'm Winnie and this is Brett what's
your name?"

He squirmed, blushing as he looked down at his feet, and replied
meekly with a slight stutter, "It...'s Ti...Tim"

"Do you like watching basketball" Winnie pursued.

"W...well y...yes. I think you're r...really good" he replied, blushing again
as he looked down at his feet then back at Winnie who smiled and said
"Well thanks Tim, I appreciate that" and Timmy broke out in a big grin.

"Practice makes perfect! But it also helps to have a good friend!"
Winnie said smiling as he gave me a slap on the shoulder just as the bell
rang. We told him we would see him later and he grinned as he nodded
his head rapidly and we went back to our room.

Our last class was Phys Ed and there was Tim was sitting on the bench
as usual, smiling when he saw us. Winnie wheeled over to the end of it
and waved Tim down beside him and he quickly got up and moved over
to the end and sat beside Winnie with that big grin still on his face.
They started chatting right away as I went and changed.

During a small break, I went over to them and Winnie said, "We think
you're the best on the floor, don't we Timmy?"  and Timmy nodded his
head so rapidly his big glasses slid down on his nose and he pushed
them back up with his forefinger, a little embarrassed.

I went back on the floor to finish the class then joined Winnie and
Timmy and we told Timmy we would see him tomorrow and gave him a
high five and he gave us his big grin and scampered off.

On the way to class Winnie said "Tim told me about himself. His
mother's on welfare and they live in a small house in that shabby part of
town and he can't do any real physical stuff because he has some kind
of a heart problem. I think he likes me and he never said anything about
my legs but did ask if he could feel the muscles in my arms! He's really
shy but doesn't stutter as much when he gets comfortable and he
doesn't seem to have any friends but he likes to have fun and play on
the computer in the library. He's kinda neat, I like him!"

After class, we met the Transit and Bob gave him a high five and
lowered the ramp, "How's my favourite passenger today?"

"Not bad, I had a great lunch!" Winnie replied, reminding me of us in
the disabled room, and rolled up the ramp giggling.

"What, no party tonight Brett?" Bob asked me maliciously and I smiled
coyly back as and he winked as he got back in and drove off.

As I headed home, I thought back on the day and our great lunch break
that I could really get used to. Then to the excitement in Winn's voice
when he told me about li'le Timmy...


Dickydoo2@gmx.com

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