The Little Exhibitionist Chapter 2

The Little Exhibitionist

🏳️‍🌈 A story by Josh Terrence 🏳️‍🌈

mb/oral/anal/mast/rimming

Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Chapter Two -- Out in the open, Up the butt🏳️‍🌈

At 6:30 in the morning, I smiled at my mom as she sat on the side of my bed and kissed me goodbye for the day.

"Do you have to do another 12 hour shift?" I asked her in a groggy voice, and she gave me a slight smile and nodded. "Will you be off this weekend?"

"I promise, Dylan," she told me, stroking my dark bangs. "I'm sorry that daddy and I haven't been home very much."

"It's okay, I know you guys have a lot of work to do," I assured her. "Besides, we'll get to spend time together on Saturday and Sunday."

"Thank you for understanding, sweetie," she said, then she kissed me on the end of my nose. "I left $20 on the table for you, okay?"

"Thanks mama," I said with a sweet smile. "I love you."

"I love you too," she told me, then her eyes roamed my bed and she caught site of my discarded night shirt. I blushed when she spotted it, but she just gave me a warm but knowing smile and asked, "Do you want me to close your door, honey?"

"No thank you," I told her, then she patted my chest and got up to leave.

I listened from my bed as the front door closed and mom set the deadbolt. I laid still and waited for the sound of her backing out of the driveway, then pulling away. Under the covers, my naked body was alive with pleasure. My olive toned skin was covered in goosebumps and my boycock was rock hard. The smooth skin that comprised my hairless scrotum was pulled tight and burning sweetly as I spread my legs into a "v" shape under the covers. I turned my head to the wall, where my oversized Pride flag was hanging next to a poster of three musclebound hunks, all of them glistening with sweat.

I would normally be fast asleep at this hour, especially on a day like today. It was chilly outside, and the winter sun had barely started to rise. I took a few deep breaths while I caressed my chest with my fingers, feeling my rib cage rise and fall as I contemplated what was about to happen. My 13 year old body was exploding with carnal desire and my toes were curling on their own as I tried to process the sensations that were gripping me

Seizing my opportunity, I lifted my head from my pillow and let my hand slide into the pillow case, where my penis shaped dildo was hiding. My hands were shaking as I gripped it, feeling the lifelike veins that lined its length. At its base was a perfectly molded set of balls, man sized and textured with realistic wrinkles that made my skin tingle as I ran my fingertips over them.

Just hours earlier, the 7 inch toy had been in my ass, filling me with joy as I rode it in the dark. The length, girth and thickness drove me crazy as I used my hips to ride it all the way to ecstasy. Now it was back in my grasp, and I had the house to myself. I brought it to my nose and drew in the aroma of anal intercourse. As the scintillating smell filled my senses, I felt a level of arousal that seemed unquenchable. So acting on sheer instinct, I wrapped my lips around the bulbous head of my toy and treated myself to a deep throat-fuck that made my head spin.

A text notification brought me back into the moment, so I pulled the pleasure stick out of my mouth. As it emerged, I slurped on the end, then I pulled my covers back, exposing my naked body. I reached over to my nightstand and checked my phone, where a text from our neighbor Mr. Lambert brought a deep, contented sigh out of me.

I'll be working in my kitchen if you need anything.

There was no need for a response, so I got up from my bed and brought my dildo with me. I didn't even bother visiting the toilet before I walked out the back door with no clothes on. I had my phone in one hand and my dildo in the other when the door closed behind me. The cold concrete of the patio felt sinful against the soles of my feet while the biting morning air flowed over my tiny erection and hairless boy balls. I set my phone down on the white plastic table in the middle of the patio, then I made my way to the lawn. When I stepped onto the grass, I felt the morning dew seep between my toes as all 4'10" of me stood in the middle of my backyard, naked as the day I was born. They say that cold air causes your penis to shrivel up, but there was no shrinkage to speak of this morning. Because as I stood in the grass, I could see Mr. Lambert in his kitchen window. We made direct eye contact, then he diverted his gaze down to my boy cock, which was on fire and fully erect. All 1 ¾ inches were on display, standing proudly like a little flagpole and pressed tight against my totally hairless pubis.

I let my gaze follow his, and as soon as I set my sights on my little dick, I relaxed my bladder and a stream of rich yellow pee erupted from the end. It spouted up like a fountain, then took a cannon ball trajectory into the grass, where acrid steam rose up from the puddle it left in its wake. I looked back at Mr. Lambert's window, noting that he was biting his lower lip as he watched me show off in the yard. I watched him take a deep breath and exhale, then he swallowed hard as my stream weakened.

As the tail end of my bladderful was approaching, I brought my dildo up to my lips and held it like a corn cob. I used my tongue to lick along the length of my toy, never taking my eyes off of my voyeur. The moans that were escaping my lips were creating clouds of steam that dissipated almost as soon as they took shape. The chill in the morning air was bitter, but the heat of my desire seemed to counteract its effects as I licked my dildo with eager eyes.

I turned the toy so that the head was pressed against my lips, then I sucked it into my mouth with a final, slutty moan that was loud enough for any of our neighbors to hear if they happened to be outside. I ran my lips all the way down its length until they were pressed against the realistic gonads at the base, then I settled into a sensual sucking. Mr. Lambert gave me a slow nod, then he disappeared from his kitchen window. Seconds later, his patio door slid open, just slightly, and the light in the kitchen was turned off.

As if I were hypnotized by the promise of gay sex, I made my way to the back gate and out to the alley. My naked body was shivering from head to toe -- not just from the cold morning air, but from the thrill of streaking through the alley as I made the 90 foot walk to Mr. Lambert's back gate and entered his backyard. I knew I might be seen, but I didn't care. In fact, I wanted to get caught. I wanted someone to see me roaming the alley naked with a dildo in my hand.

The coast was clear in the alley as I hurried to the gate and let myself in. I made a fast beeline along his RV port, then across his lawn to the patio door. By the time I made it to the door, every nerve ending in my body was on fire and I felt like I was on the cusp of a carnal eruption. I pulled the door open and went inside, where the room was dark. I slid the glass door closed and felt the warmth of my lover's skin as he approached me from behind.

In the dark, I couldn't see him, but I could smell him and feel him. He smelled like manhood and his touch felt like danger as he wrapped his arms around my upper body and ran them all over my chest. I felt his fingertips rubbing my hard nipples and moaned softly, then his strong morning breath fluttered against my temple and he lifted my chin. I let my head drop back against his diaphragm and his mouth engulfed mine, then his tongue entered my mouth and we shared a passionate kiss.

As soon as our tongues separated, he roughly positioned me so that I was bent over in front of his countertop. I parted my feet to give him access to my eager entrance while he licked around my ear, then I felt his tongue drag along my neck until he reached my spinal column. I gripped my dildo tight in my hand and jutted my hips back into his crotch, where I felt his raging manhood poke me between my cheeks. I pushed back a little harder and felt the weeping head of his prick make contact with my anus while he French kissed the back of my neck. He used his strong hands to splay my crevice and added more pressure with the end of his pole, making my sphincter bloom in anticipation of what I knew was coming.

Just when I thought he was going to penetrate me, he planted a parting kiss on the nape of my neck and his dick was removed from my crack. Without letting go of my plump buns, he knelt so that he was at eye level with my bubble butt, then his mouth engulfed my pucker and his tongue swirled around its perimeter. I responded to his ministrations with a guttural moan, loving how the sinful heat of anilingus turned the temperature up on my already overheating libido.

In the darkness, I could see little flashes of light dancing around my face as the pleasure intensified inside me. My hand tightened around my dildo, and as I was swept up by the moment, I placed it on the counter so it was standing straight up and frantically deep throated it. As I sucked my massive dong like it was a real dick, I gyrated my hips against Mr. Lambert's face and moaned like a common whore.

With my head swimming and my head bobbing up and down at a frantic pace, my courteous neighbor abandoned the rimjob he was giving me and came back to his feet. I felt his hands come to rest on my waist, then he gripped me tight and his cock made contact with my moist anus.

I responded by grinding back into him with a hot moan while my sphincter bloomed. I felt his massive glans spreading me open, sinking into my anal ring and sending a wave of pleasure through me. I luxuriated in the sensations as his crown melted through my tight but welcoming entrance, then made the luscious journey into my hungry rectum as the rest of his pole filled me up. With his hot penis fully received, I rolled my hips around and felt his thick pubic mane scrubbing the ridge of my crevice.

His fingertips dug into my skin as he tightened his grip on my hips, then he started to thrust. The pleasure felt deliciously wicked as each stroke of his shaft was fed into my ass. I could feel a cocoon of warmth and goodness wrapping itself around me as I deep throated my dildo and rode out the buttfuck I'd been craving. My little dick was dancing wildly between my legs, rock hard and pointing at the floor as it sizzled with sexual heat. Every inward thrust seemed to make it throb outward, then it would twitch spastically as Mr. Lambert pulled back.

Before I knew what was happening, every nerve ending in my body caught fire and I was in the grip of a tidal wave that I couldn't contain. My naked frame was in overdrive, all of my fingers and toes full of electricity while waves of heat washed over me time and time again. My rear end was trapped in a vicious cycle of contractions that seemed to have no beginning and no ending. Every thrust that Mr. Lambert treated me to seemed to perpetuate the cycle, making my feet curl so hard that the joints cracked loudly.

As I was being swept away by the currents of anal ecstasy, the squeezing and throbbing in my ass had its natural effect on Mr. Lambert's manhood. Because as he stroked in and out with fluid movements and masculine growls, my tight rectal walls began to grip his stalk with chaotic compressions. And as the seconds ticked by, each compression was tighter and more powerful than the one before. This sent a wave of carnal relief through both of us that was mutually enjoyed when he dealt a final flurry of cock strokes that put the finishing touches on a pleasurable lay. I felt him bury his rod all the way up my ass, then I spit the dildo out and watched over my shoulder at his silhouette as he shut his eyes tight and let the orgasmic waves we were both feeling have their way.

His cock jerked with authority in my clutching chute, then it happened again and he shuddered through a groan. Through the darkness, I could feel his dick recoil and knew I was being pumped full of his seed. He stayed inside me for what felt like an eternity while he audibly shuddered and held onto my waist. When his cock stopped throbbing in my ass, he exhaled and kissed the back of my neck, then he slowly pulled out while I purred like a kitten.

When his cock was out, I knelt in front of him and sucked him clean. I felt his fingers running through my messy hair as I made love to the cock that had just pleasured me, then moved down to his low hanging sack and sucked on it with appreciative moans. Finally, I pulled off and he handed me my dildo while I was still knelling in front of him. Without a word, he pulled the patio door open and I slipped out the door with my dildo in my hand and a hot load of cum running down my leg.

I opened his back gate and made the walk back to my yard, once again hoping I would be caught by a neighbor. As usual, the alley was quiet and I made it home unnoticed. While I was still in the backyard, I scraped the cooling cum from the inside of my thigh and slurped it into my mouth with the satisfied sigh. I fetched my phone from the patio table and went inside so I could lay down and bask in the afterglow of my luscious lay. I tossed my dildo on my bed and sighed with relief, then I got in and reinserted my toy with a satisfied smile. Once again, my ass was filled to the brim and my little boner was exposed to the room while the flavor of cum danced on my palate and I glowed with sexual fulfillment.

While I was lost in the pleasures of anal stimulation, I heard the toilet flush in the bathroom. Startled, I sat up to look across the hallway. I noticed that the bathroom light was on and heard hand washing at the sink. Without taking my dildo out, I hopped up and slipped my long nightshirt over my head just in time for dad to open the bathroom door and come straight to my room.

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