Date: Fri, 17 Nov 2023 03:06:31 -0600 From: Ron Subject: SQUIRTING (bisexual, young-friends) "Squirting" is a story about a bunch of preteen children playing in a backyard. The story is written in the first person: me. When I comes up out of the pool, my brother squirts me with a new nozzle for the hose our father bought. He brother soon discovers that he can make my cotton shorts slip down my body squirting me. Then, my classmates take the nozzle and shortly my shorts fall off. The story goes on from there. Hey guys! You need to donate to Nifty if you want to keep Nifty available for everyone to read! DO IT NOW! https://donate.nifty.org/ All the usual disclaimers. If you're under 18 years old, if stories of graphic sexuality offend you, or if for any reason you're on this site and shouldn't be then leave immediately. SQUIRTING The very first time this happened it was completely by accident. And, it happened to me. When it happened, my mom was visiting one of her friends and was gone all afternoon, luckily for us. 'Cause if she'd had been home and saw us more than playing in the backyard like, we would have all been in BIG trouble. It wasn't all of the kids in the neighborhood which were in my backyard. It was just some of the kids in my class, the 5th grade class, ten or twelve boys and about four or five girls. When I said we were in the fifth grade, we were not quite in the fifth grade yet. We would start fifth grade in the fall. This was the summer before school started again in September. I was ten years old. My friends were lounging on the patio furniture under our oak tree in the shade. It was very hot, probably in the high nineties. They'd been swimming in the pool and were now drying out on the patio furniture. I was the last out of the pool. It was the early 1950s. I don't remember the year. It was at our first house in town before my dad built our big house out of our small town in rural Oregon. Most of us had on shorts. The girls, of course, wore a one piece suit. But most of the boys wore those flimsy faded cotton shorts which clung to our bodies. Regular bathing suits weren't very common yet. We didn't wear our white jockey underwear underneath. Of course some of us had to, if you know what I mean. But not me, I wasn't that big down there though I soon began to regret I didn't wear something underneath my cotton shorts that day. Our dad had bought a pretty powerful nozzle for the hose so he could water the garden sitting in a chair under the other oak tree further behind our house. Bobby liked to play around with it. Bobby was my brother. I think he was about nine, almost ten that summer. My brother and I were born very close together. He was squirting the walkway around the pool when most of the kids had gone over to the other patio chairs in the shade. I was the last out of the pool and Bobby decided to squirt me with the new nozzle. I sunk under the water so he wouldn't hit me with the fast propelled stream of water. But each time I came up, Bobby tried to get me. I swam underwater to the edge of the pool where Bobby was standing and came up out of the water very fast and grabbed Bobby's legs. He tried to squirt me, but now I was up out of the pool holding on to the hose and wrestled the nozzle from Bobby's hands. I tried to squirt him back to get even. But though Bobby was smaller than me, he was sometimes quick and he grabbed the nozzle back and started squirting me un-mercilessly. He was pretty close and began squirting me all over. When the stream of water hit my cotton shorts they slipped down my body exposing my butt a little. I pulled my shorts up quickly so my friends on the patio furniture wouldn't notice. This was all Bobby needed! He began squirting my shorts and they slipped down again exposing almost half my butt. This got the attention of some of my friends drying out on the patio furniture and even though I pulled them up again yelling at Bobby at the same time to cut it out Stanley and Jimmy came running over and Jimmy grabbed the nozzle from Bobby's hands and started squirting me and my shorts wildly. Of course, I grabbed my shorts tightly and they only slipped a little on one side. Of course, Jimmy concentrated on that area of my body. This attracted the attention of the rest of the boys and even some girls. They all came running over to watch my predicament. I was yelling at the top of my lungs to stop, but they continued. Then Stanley, my best friend, and Jake grabbed my arms and pried my hands loose from holding my shorts. They held my arms above my head. I was tilted backwards and both boys supported me. Jimmy was aiming the water stream toward my bare skin making my shorts slip downward. I was screaming and yelling STOP! To no avail. This was when Jimmy brought the nozzle right up in front of me and aimed the stream of water at just below my belly button forcing the water to push my shorts to my pubic area. Then, Jimmy proceeded to walk around Stanley and Jake still holding me and aiming at the water just above where my shorts were clinging to my butt. Suddenly, my water soaked shorts gave way and fell to my ankles. I screamed even more and yelled to let me go. Stanley and Jake continued to hold my arms above my head. Every boy, and oh my gosh, every girl saw my exposed naked body! I was so embarrassed! I probably looked like every boy and girl in the group with no hair from my neck downward, but this made no difference. But you know what? I wasn't crying. I fell naked on the grass rolling and trying to get away from the streaming water still being sprayed at me - this time at my pecker and balls. I could hear the girls screaming and saw them covering their eyes, but still peeking through watching me. Boys were jumping up and down with glee at seeing one of their own in such a predicament. Sometimes another boy took charge of the nozzle, but always aiming it right between my legs at my balls and pecker. Then three boys and one girl held my arms and legs and forced me to lie on my back on the wet grass. It was now Danny holding on to the nozzle spraying my pecker and testicles. Then the most awful thing began to happen. With all the attention my pecker was getting or maybe it was because of the water hitting my pecker and maybe because I was lying naked with all the girls around staring and laughing at my situation, I felt my pecker begin to get bigger - a boner, really! I tried to move away from the spay, but I couldn't move far. Then, I heard someone yell, "Look! Ron's got a boner!! Look!" To the delight of everyone there, my pecker was beginning to develop into a fully blown erect boner! I mean, I couldn't help it. The water was being sprayed directly at my four inch 10 year old pecker! I squirmed, but the more I squirmed the more intensely I felt the water on my pecker. Finally, I stopped squirming around. Stanley and Jake let me drop to the grass. I just lay still on my back with my fully erect pecker pointed at my chin listening to everyone yelling and calling my name. Now the director of the nozzle was holding it close to the grass on my right side aiming at my erect pecker as it bounced it back and forth and as the water hit it directly and then missed it a bit, back and forth, back and forth. Of course, I was too young to shoot sperm like some of my older friends, but nevertheless it was intensely stimulating. Just can't you see it, "it" being my pecker. Circumcised - aims directly at my chin. My pecker was bobbing back and forth as the stream of water hit and missed it off and on. I peered through my tightly shut eye lids at everyone standing around my naked body getting their jollies from watching me. I actually saw a few of the boys with their own erect peckers pushing at their wet cotton shorts. Some boys were trying to hide it from their friends. But most of the other kids were too busy watching me. EVEN ALL FIVE GIRLS were now standing watching me with wide open eyes. No longer were they trying to avoid watching me with their hands over their eyes. Suddenly, I felt an intense feeling developing in my private area. At first it made me shiver, not from the cold water from the hose, but deep inside me. My whole body shook and convulsed two or three times. This was so startling, because Danny, who was doing the deed of stimulating my pecker, turned the nozzle away. Every boy and girl watching their naked classmate on the grass stood still and stared at my pecker trying its best to do something - some kids with their mouths wide open. "What happened to Ron?" one of the girls asked, a little frightened. "Did he just have a fit?" A couple of other kids chimed in, too. "No, Ron just had an orgasm", Keith replied matter of factly. "A dry orgasm". "What's a org-asm?", Florence asked. Keith looked like he was about to teach everyone about the birds and the bees and everyone stared at him. Keith was a year older than everyone - because he flunked the third grade and was one grade behind. He should have been in the fifth grade going into the sixth in the fall. All us boys knew about Keith. We all knew, for example, he had a little patch of hair just above his pecker. His voice was a little deeper, too. But none of this made too much sense to the boys going into the fifth grade. But we all did admire his little patch of dark fuzz above his pecker. We all knew this was a sign of becoming a man. So we were not too surprised when Kieth 'announced' I'd just had an orgasm. No one learned about the 'sex stuff' anywhere except from other kids. Keith cleared his throat. "See when a boy or a man gets a boner and is really excited he shoots sperm out of his penis." Everyone was staring at Keith and then some looked back to me lying there on the grass stark naked. "But if a boy isn't grown enough he sometimes shoots nothing, but enjoys the feeling still." Some turned to look at my pecker which had returned to its normal teeny weenie little self and then back to Keith. I think they expected him to say more. But Keith didn't say anything more. Everyone just seemed paralyzed in place after their sex lesson. So no one saw me slowly sitting up right behind Butch. Butch, really Larry but everyone called him Butch, was such an easy target and at just the right place and time. I grabbed his white cotton shorts AND his white underwear; pushed him to the ground and yanked his only body covering right off his feet before he even knew what hit him! Everyone screamed and almost like a traffic light turning green every boy started pulling off or trying to pull off another boy's cotton shorts and white underwear while trying to protect their own. Even a couple of girls joined in pulling off boys shorts and underwear. All the time everyone was screeching their heads off. Right next to me, Fred was holding both of Ted's arms above his head while Margarett and Danny were pulling off his shorts from his lean body. His pecker popped out from inside his shorts and underwear were pulling from his hips, down his scrawny legs and free from his body. Nancy, one of the prettiest girls in our class, was running around picking up white cotton shorts and white underwear. She grabbed Ted's shorts and underwear and ran around to the other side of the house returning in seconds with empty hands and started gathering more articles of cotton shorts and white underwear. While Nancy had run out of sight, I watched Stanley holding Peter by his underwear upside down shaking him and trying to loosen his grip on his shorts and underwear. Joe saw the problem and started tickling Peter under his arms. Peter held on for a few more seconds and then lost his grip and Stanley fell backwards as Peter's shorts and underwear slipped from his grips. Peter tried to retrieve his shorts and underwear from Stanley, but he was up and running with Peter right behind him. As they neared the sidewalk, Peter tackled Stanley. He grabbed his shorts and tried in vain to pull them off from behind and off of Stanley's butt. Joe, who's been tickling Pete, grabbed Stanley's shorts and together got them off. But his underwear was still on his frame and he took off running just toward the side of the house where Nancy was returning, plowing right into her. Both kids fell to the ground. Nancy scrambled up knowing exactly what had happened and grabbed Stanley's underwear pulling them down from his body to his knees. Nancy was as strong as any boy in our class. She struggled only a bit with Stanley who was trying to save his underwear. Then suddenly she took a hold of Stanley's three inch pecker and just held on. Stanley screams in a high pitched voice and lets go of his shorts. Instantly Nancy grabbed his underwear and pulled them from his body. All the time, I was just looking around at the action I'd started when I pulled Butch's white shorts and white underwear down and off from his feet. By this time all of the boys were stark naked, but all of the girls had on their one piece bathing suit. And of course it would be Nancy. She called out loudly, "it isn't fair, is it? So I will make it easier for you!" She slipped the part of her one piece over her head and dropped it over her front. Her suit was still on but her top was bare. Nancy had no boobs like all of the girls. All of the boys were dumbfounded and did not understand at first what Nancy was doing or what she meant. Nancy decided to show the boys what she meant. She walked over to Sue and quickly pulled the part of her suit around her neck over her head and let it drop in front exposing her bare chest. Then Nancy began, but not really trying, to pull her one piece completely off and at the same time calling to the boys that she needed some help. A couple boys ran to her aid. Sue fell to the ground squealing with excitement as Jimmy and Nancy pulled her suit off. This turned on the other boys (a double mean here) and grabbed a girl and began the task of pulling her suit off. Shortly everyone was naked and running around trying to catch someone. For some time, it was just catch and release. But soon it turned into catch and touch parts of our bodies. By this time most of the boy's peckers were at full alert as a girl and sometimes another boy would grab hold of the erect pecker. Most girls and few boys grabbed a hold of a pecker only for a second at first, but soon holding onto a pecker was for maybe five seconds then ten seconds. Then someone began clinching a pecker and moving their hand up and down the boy's erected pecker as the boy fell to the ground enjoying the feeling. The girls were not left out. Boys and other girls would grab a girl around the waist and then touch her vulva. Like with the peckers, a vulva was only touched for a few seconds at first and then vulvas were touched and a finger entered in the right place and rubbed longer for a few seconds and then for a longer time. A couple of boys and girls fell or collapsed on the lawn. Though it was wet, it felt refreshing from running around in the hot sun. Since I had lost my cotton shorts, I was watching most of my classmates pulling shorts and underwear from all the boys. I joined in the fun helping to strip a boy of his shorts and underwear and later I helped Jake strip off Keith's shorts and underwear. As I pulled his underwear off, I admired his little patch of hair above his pecker and wondered if he could shoot sperm like he described. I soon found out. But first Sammy K. and I were going at each other trying to make the other guy have an orgasm that Keith was talking about earlier. Rachel joined us and having a girl playing with my pecker was exciting as can be! She'd wrap her fingers around my pecker and slide my pecker through hands, up and down and up and down! I almost had another orgasm! Sammy K. was screaming with delight as she was doing the same to him that she has been doing to me. He was lying on the grass side to side with me. Rachel would grasp my pecker and pump for a few seconds and then switch to Bobby. Sometimes she even pumped both of us at the same time laughing and squealing with delight! Sammy K., Rachel and I were having a good time... a mighty good time. Rachel laid on the grass between Sammy K. and I and we played with her vulva. I tried to reach inside Rachel and tickle my fingers in and out and all about. I was enjoying it and so was Rachel. Then, I switched with Sammy K. who did the same thing. Then, Rachel began playing with my pecker and balls. Then, she did something that I didn't expect. She leaned over and guided my pecker into her mouth. What a shock! I could feel her tongue twisting around my pecker. "Hey, look at this", I heard Danny exclaim! I opened my eyes and saw a couple of boys and two girls watching Rachel. She had my pecker in her mouth and was sucking with delight. I could feel her tongue swirl around the tip of my circumcised pecker, her head bouncing up and down with my pecker enclosed in her mouth. Soon everyone was doing the same thing! Sometimes girls with boys and some times boys doing another boy! What an adventure! Some boys and some girls were able to get a boy's pecker AND his testicals in their mouths! A mouthful of delight for that boy! It was most fun, and later, everyone seemed to know that everything was right with our newly discovered sex games! It's funny now, but no one tried to enter his pecker into a girl or when I learned much later, into a boy. I'm not sure if anyone, save Keith, actually knew this was even part of the way of life, then. Rachel fell to her side quite exhausted. I looked out over the lawn and everyone there was having the first and maybe the best sex game of our young lives - so far. Keith was walking near me after having a good time with Stanley, but still hadn't shot in sperm yet. I jumped up and grabbed Keith and we both fell to the wet grass. I immediately grabbed and began playing with his erect five inch or so pecker. I really rubbed it hard through my clenched fist. I could feel Keith's pecker slicing in and out and in and out. I looked at my hand grasping his pecker and could see the tip of it coming through - in and out, in and out of my tightly clenched fist. One of the girls, I forgot which one, began playing with his sixth grade testicles rolling the balls gently between her thumb and fingers. What a sight to behold! We were enjoying every second. Sue arrived at the little-"good-time"-feeling Keith was having and began running her fingers between his legs along the perineum (I learned that word later) from his testicles to his anus. Keith was breathing heavily. Soon, most everyone gathered around watching us do it to Keith. Keith began to groan and take deep breaths faster and faster as we continued playing with his body parts enjoying as we enjoyed doing this for Keith. Then, we hear Keith calling out, "Holy shit! Oh my god! Oh! Oh! Oh! - with more groans and moans and murmurs. Suddenly Keith yelled out, Its coming - oh my God it's coming!" He jerked away from us lying on his back and his pecker flopped along his stomach. In an instant, a shot of white liquid shot from Keith's pecker along his stomach and chest and then another little dribble. He was only 12, almost 13 so I guess it wasn't a lot, but enough for his age. Keith took a deep breath and relaxed. We were all aghast! We'd never seen anything like this before in all of our lives! Suddenly I heard the telephone ringing in the house. So did Bobby. Bobby got to the phone first. It was our mom! She said she would be home shortly and she had some pizza. Wow! Thank goodness our mom called because she would have found a little surprise when she drove into the driveway! I almost fainted thinking she would be home any minute. I looked through the window and everyone, still stark naked, were looking around for their shorts, underwear and bathing suits. I ran to the door and yelled that my mom would be home any moment! Most of the girls had found their suits, but Nancy had hidden the boy's shorts somewhere in the front yard and Nancy decided to not tell the boys where she hid them. The boys began pleading with Nancy and others were running around trying to find their clothing yelling bad words at Nancy. Nancy was yelling back at the boys. There were a few other homes near our home, but there were a lot of trees and shrubs so even if someone was home they wouldn't notice naked kids running around in our front yard. But Nancy was the one in charge. She was standing on our front porch and could see way down the road between tall shrubs. Later, we found out, she was watching for my mom's car. Suddenly she saw it coming and told the naked boys their shorts and underwear were under the porch and behind some of our toys. All of us, including me, ran to the spot and grabbed clothing - anyone's clothing! I yelled, "Run to the back yard!" The last boy ran behind the house just as our mom drove into the driveway. In the backyard, everyone quickly put on their shorts and underwear. Then, everyone went around to our car just as our mom was stepping out with bags of pizza. She had seen nothing. But we were all pretty pissed at Nancy. Please tell me what you think. Ron tup3w8n.w@gmail.com You might want to read my other stories. Bisexual Young Friends: Truth and Fiction stanley-and-alice-and-mary-lou youtube-video strip-wrestling-2 the-tickler strip-wrestling-1 naked-in-the-night alice-and-stanley Gay Celebrity I Love Azov Bisexual Young Friends A Summer Day