Date: Wed, 14 May 2014 09:09:06 -0700 (PDT) From: Aislinge Murphy Subject: Growing Up Catholic Chapter 3 Appreciate all the feedback and responses you have sent, it is so very welcomed. As always, the regular disclaimers should be observed. Remember, help Nifty out to whatever extent you are able so that they may continue to provide great stories to those of us who enjoy reading. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Chapter 3 The bus, once again, dropped the boys off in front of Timmy's house. As both boys got off the bus Timmy's mother walked out onto the porch. Timmy went running up to his mother waving the envelope Miss Sharon had given him. His mother bent down and kissed him and took the envelope out of his hand. Opening it, she smiled, closed it and gave Timmy a big hug before leading him into their house. Brian continued his walk home. He was curious about the envelope, but didn't ask Timmy, Brian felt it wasn't his business, and besides, Timmy never opened the sealed envelope. Brian ran up the steps to his porch and busted through the door. "Mom, I'm home," he yelled as he dropped his school bag next to the kitchen table. Grabbing a glass from the sink he opened the fridge and filled his glass with juice. "Mom, where are you?", he yelled again taking his books out to start his homework. "I'm on the phone, get a drink and start your homework," she said from the living room. Soon his mother walked into the kitchen and kissed Brian on the top of his head. "Did you have a good day at school?" She asked as she pulled her chair out and sat next to him. "Yep, real good, mom," he answered still doing his math on the paper in front of him. "That was Father Arder on the phone, he was telling me about you and Timmy's visit to the rectory," she said, waiting for her sons next move. "I was going to tell you mom.... when I got my homework done." Brian said as he laid his pencil down. As his mothers eyebrows rose in her "tell me" look, Brian related all that had happened. When he was finished his mother patted his hand and told him it was exactly as Father Arder had related, except he left out the kissing part. But that was not a problem. Then she asked Brian how he felt about Timmy. "He want's to be my girlfriend," he replied. "Would you like that?" She asked her son. "Oh yes," he replied, smiling. "Were you upset, when he kissed Father?" she asked. "Maybe a little, I wish he would of kissed me," he replied honestly. "Well honey, little girls, and Timmy believes he is your little girlfriend, always wait till their boyfriend kisses them." Smiling now, she replied. Then Brian told his mother that Father had called Timmy's pee pee a clitty. Why would he do that? His mother told him that he knows that boys and girls are different, he had changed enough diapers of his younger sisters when they were babies. She went on to explain that boy's have pee pee's and the grown up word was cock, but he was never to use that word until he was older, and girls don't have cocks, but have a little nub that looks like a cock and is called a clitoris, or clitty. So Timmy, because he wants to be a girl likes to believe he has a clitty. It was a fleeting thought, that Brian quickly dismissed, to ask his mother if she could show him. The phone rang and his mother rose from the table. Returning after a moment, she told Brian that the phone call was from Mrs. Birchfield and she wanted to know if you could come over to their house and help Timmy with his homework, he was having trouble with some of the math problems. "Can I mom, can I?" Brian pleaded to his mother. "Sure honey, I told her you could stay for dinner when she asked, so if you want to stay to eat you can... but you boy's do your homework first." She admonished as she handed him his book bag. "and if you feel like it and get a chance, kiss Timmy, if you really want to." She said patting him on his butt as he bounded down the steps. Brian knocked on the door of Timmy's house and Mrs. Birchfield welcomed him in. Asked him if he would like some juice and told him that Timmy was in his room, to go ahead and go in and she would bring his juice. Timmy was sitting at his tiny desk, and jumped up when his "boyfriend" walked into his room. Timmy's mom brought Brian his drink and told the boys they had about an hour to get their homework done before dinner. She put down the drink, and closed the door as she walked out. Soon as the door closed Timmy jumped up and started taking off his school pants and shirt. Posing in his panties, he went to the drawer in his dresser and pulled out a tiny teddy and put it over his head, telling Brian he wanted to be comfortable. Sitting down he asked Brian if he was still his girlfriend, Brian smiled and told him yes. The boys started their homework, but Brian couldn't stop looking at Timmy's chest and nipples under the sheer teddy. He wanted to kiss Timmy, but was scared to make the first move. He had only kissed his mom and dad, and had stopped kissing them on the lips, well, his dad anyway, when he was about 8. It only took about half an hour for Brian to guide Timmy though the difficult homework. When they were done Timmy put his books back in his book bag, as did Brian, and sat on the end of his bed looking at Brian with soulful, worshiping eyes. Brian had made his decision. Rising from his chair he walked over to the bed, took Timmy's delicate soft hands in his and pulled him up into his arms. Placing his lips on Timmy's he gave his new girlfriend a quick kiss, and pulled his head back. Timmy's eyes were closed, Brian brought his lips once again to Timmy's mouth. This time Timmy's mouth opened and licked Brian's lips, pushing his tongue to open Brian's mouth. Brian let his lovers tongue slide between his lips, Timmy wrapped his arms around Brian's neck and pushed his mouth hard against his boyfriends mouth and now probing tongue. Pulling Brian on top of him, Timmy fell on his back to his bed. Their kiss never broke. Brian place his hand on Timmy's chest and started rubbing his nipples, then raising the teddy he kissed, licked and latched to Timmy's fat nipple, like he did with his mother. Timmy rolled Brian over, got off the bed and began taking his shoes and socks off. Then unfastening his belt he pulled his pants down and off. Then crawling on the bed he kissed Brian's cock through his Y-fronts. Then without asking permission pulled Brian's underwear off and engulfed his cock. Brian's hand went right to the cute panty clad ass and started rubbing Timmy's smooth beautiful ass. Reaching his hand down his panties, Brian began caressing his girlfriends ass. Timmy raised his head off Brian's cock and moved so he was laying on top of Brian, his clitty and Brian's cock pressed against each other. Brian pulled his head down to his lips and began kissing Timmy like he was possessed, Timmy grinding his panty clad clitty on Brian's cock. Neither boy heard the door open, nor saw Timmy's mom standing there. It wasn't until she walked to the side of the bed and put her hand on Timmy's ass pushing it up and down so he could hump on Brian's cock. Brian felt her presence but was too close to his dry cum, he was ready to suffer any consequences. Brian moaned into Timmy's mouth as he came, followed with Timmy having his cummies. Timmy lay exhausted on Brian, their lips parted and he rested his cheek on Brian's. Brian looked up at Mrs. Birchfield who was smiling at the two young lovers. "That was so beautiful," she said, bent her head and kissed her sons cheek and Brian on his forehead. "Dinner is ready anytime you little lovers can make it down stairs," patting her son's ass and walking out the door, leaving it open this time. Timmy rolled off Brian, kissing his lips as he did. Brian asked where the bathroom was, he had to pee. Timmy dropped to his knees and took Brian's cock between his index finger and thumb and brought it in to his lips. Brian peed. Timmy did not spill a drop. When Brian was done Timmy sucked hard making sure Brian had given him all of it. Timmy stood and put on his teddy, and told Brian all he would have to put on was his underwear. When they walked into the kitchen, Mrs. Birchfield was putting plates on the table. Both boys sat down next to each other, holding hands, as new lovers would. Timmy's mom told them how proud she was of them, took Brian's cheeks in her palms and brought her mouth to his, kissing him, not missing a chance to slide her tongue into his mouth. Then she moved to her son and did the same. Brian knew right then who had taught Timmy to be such a passionate kisser. They held hands and said grace. Mrs. Birchfield thanked God for their food and bringing the two young lovers together. When they were done eating, Timmy jumped up to help his mom clear the table, as Brian rose to help she told him to sit and finish his juice. When the table was clear, Timmy sat down again next to Brian. Brian turned his girlfriends head and kissed him, right in front of his mother. Then putting his hand on Timmy's clitty he rubbed and squeezed it till Timmy shuttered in orgasm. Letting go of Timmy, Brian stood to go and get dressed to head home. Mrs. Birchfield called him to her side and wrapped her arm around his waist. "Come over here and say goodbye to Brian, honey," she said to her son. Timmy rose and came over and knelt in front of Brian. His mother pulled down Brian's underwear and took his cock in her fingers and placed it in her sons mouth. Holding Brian's balls in her palm she encouraged her son, instructing him on how to please his boyfriend. Brian had his arm on Mrs. Birchfields shoulder as she urged her son on. When he started cumming he pulled her head to his naked chest, she started biting his nipple as he came. "Soon darling, Brian will give you his first sweet cream, just like Father Arder does, but it will be special honey, there is nothing like a young boys first creamy cum." She said, reflecting back in time.