Date: Mon, 05 Jul 2021 21:26:12 +0000 From: mopsyturner69 Subject: Mentoring a Boy pt. 4 Hey guys, I'm back with my latest chapter! Thanks for all the great feedback, and as always, I'll leave it to you to decide where fact stops and imagination begins. Please remember to support this awesome site that keeps our dicks hard!! donate.nifty.org. "Hey, I think I'm starting to get pubes!" It was Rashawn's voice cracking with excitement on the other end of the line. I was smiling from ear to ear because those are the words every mentor/boy lover loves to hear. The gears in my brain started spinning immediately. "Congratulations, buddy! Are you sure they're really pubes and not just a little peach fuzz?: "Nope!" he assured me proudly. "I counted four of 'em!" "Well, this is a huge friggin deal! I's so proud of you! Do you want to show them to me or are you still a little shy?" "Sure I wanna show you! I gotta show someone and it sure ain't gonna be my moms." He had a good point there. "Well, when do you want to come by, Rashawn?" "How bout now??" "Sure, now it is." Rashawn said he was hopping on his bike and would be over at my house in 15 minutes. I have to admit I was pretty excited. I put a lot of time and effort into getting him to trust me, undress in front of me, and open up about his physical and sexual development. It looked like my investment was starting to pay off! I saw Rashawn riding up to my house on his bike a scant 12 minutes later. This boy was eager! Good, very good. He charged through my front door with a huge grin on his face. He started undoing his belt immediately and said excitedly "Wait till you see this!" It was quite a turnaround from the 9yo I met a few years earlier that was so shy he wouldn't undress in front of me and always and always tried to hide his cute little brown acorn under a towel. He opened his pants and yanked the front of his boxers down. I have to admit that nothing was immediately visible to me. Maybe I'd need a microscope..lol. "See, look! Four of 'em!" This was going to require a closer look, so I got down on my knees and was now eye-level with my kid's boyish crotch. I rubbed the pubic area above his tween dick as if looking for clues. I must say that it felt pretty nice and that I did in fact see four tiny wispy little hairs. "Congrats, Rashawn! You my friend are well on your way to manhood!" He beamed with pride, and I took the opportunity to lower his boxers a little further, as if looking for more clues,. I was now looking at his cute, boyish, brown dick. It was an adorable little piece, hanging maybe two inches and capped by his cute little mushroom head. I suggested checking his balls for any more hairs, which he thought was a great idea. Of course his balls were still bald as an egg, but it was a good excuse to play with them. They were hanging a little lower in their chocolate sack and seemed to be plumping up a little. I knew my boy would never be a porn star, but his cute little dick was an awful lot of fun to play with. I called a couple of my pervy friends and let Rashawn give them the good news personally. Of course they loved hearing this story of blossoming pubes and were full of pervy questions for him. Rashawn never suspected a thing. I heaped lots of praise on him and told him how huge he was getting! I told him he'd have a full bush in no time and should be very proud of himself. I suggested a trip to the Y to celebrate his big news and promised him that now that he was growing into manhood, he could join me in the steam room. He eagerly agreed. The next day we were off to the YMCA, both excited for an afternoon of swimming and then hanging out with the other men in the steam. We were both pretty psyched. After swimming, we headed to the locker room and stripped down to head to the steam room. We both had towels on, but Rashawn still put his on in such a way that everyone had a clear view of his junk. Of course I never bothered to mention this to him. In the steam was this Russian guy and his son, who was a little younger than Rashawn. I had chatted with the father several times in the past and we had become somewhat friendly. Coming from Russia, his son had none of Rashawn's shyness and frequently sat with his towel wide open. He had the cutest little uncut dick that looked like the nozzle to a firehose. Both dad and son immediately checked out Rashawn's package and the dad smiled and gave me a knowing look. I returned his smile and checked out his son's little dink. The father saw exactly what I was doing but said nothing. Perhaps it was a cultural difference, perhaps he just liked guys perving on his cute little son. Yeah, I loved being a mentor. Thanks for reading, guys! I'd love to hear from you and get some feedback. Hit me up at mopsyturner69@protonmail.com