Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2018 21:39:19 -0400 From: genred Subject: Turbo, Part 1 The following story is a work of erotic fiction that may include sex between consenting adults and minors. It is not meant to condone or encourage the situations depicted. If it is illegal to read such material where you live, please refrain. Any comments are welcome at genred@protonmail.com Turbo - Part One Copyright GenRed 2018 "Hey puppy! Where'd you come from?" The goofy little guy was nipping at the laces on my shoes. I put down my backpack and scratched his ears. No tags. Not even a collar. He must have escaped. I tried to pick him up but he was wiggling so much, I couldn't hold on to him. I picked up my backpack, and started walking again. "Come on boy." As I walked, he started in again, trying to grab my shoe laces with his teeth. I started to run and he followed, tail wagging constantly. I figured his owner would be looking for him, but mom and dad had made it clear to me that I had to go straight home after school. No stops. When I got to the house, I unlocked the door and he followed me in. "Are you thirsty?" I got my cereal bowl out of the dishwasher, filled it with water and set it down on the kitchen floor. He immediately started drinking, splashing water as he lapped it up. I'd been begging my parents to let me have a dog, but mom said I wasn't old enough to take care of it all by myself and she didn't want to end up being the one to do it. I promised I would take care of it, just like I did when we got to watch our neighbor's dog when they were on vacation. I fed him every morning and just before dinner. I brushed him and played ball with him, and even taught him to stick out his paw to shake my hand. He was pretty big though, so I couldn't walk him by myself. But I always went with dad when he took him out, even when it was snowing. But mom wouldn't budge. I'd give anything for a dog. I was supposed to call mom as soon as I got home and let her know I made it home ok. I knew I should call her now, and tell her about the dog too. But she'd make me put him in the backyard until dad got home, and I wanted to play with him. I'd just tell her I forgot to call. "What's your name boy?" He bent his head to one side and looked at me like he was confused. He kinda looked like Gus, the kid that used to live next door to us before we moved. "Is it Gus? You kind of look like him." He jumped toward me, then darted off into the dining room. I chased after him, knowing that if he made a mess I'd be in trouble. He started sniffing around like he needed to pee. "You need to go out?" His ears pricked up as he turned toward me. I think he knew what I said. I went to the front door and just as I opened it, he ran out. "Gus! Come back!" I ran out after him, running down the driveway toward the sidewalk. Just then I heard a man calling out. "There you are!" He squatted down as Gus ran up to him, and slipped a leash around his neck. He was wearing a pair of yellow running shorts like dad wore, and a pair of flip-flops. He didn't have on a shirt. He noticed me standing at the edge of the driveway and stood up. "I hope Turbo wasn't bothering you." Turbo! What a great name. That was a much better than Gus. Especially because he was so fast. "He was trying to eat my laces. But he didn't. I gave him some water, and then he ran out the door." As I finished my sentence, he walked toward me and held his hand out, with a big smile. "Thanks for taking such good care of him. I'm Zach." "You're welcome." I reached out and shook his hand. His forearms, like his chest and legs, were covered in reddish brown hair. He was a lot hairier than my dad. Taller too. But dad was thick and solid. Zach was long and lean. "I let him out to take a piss and didn't realize the side gate was open. When I realized he was gone, I had to find a pair of shorts to put on before I could look for him. I'm glad he found you. What's your name?" I wasn't allowed to say the word 'piss'. I had to say 'pee' or I'd be scolded. Mom didn't like it when dad said it either. I thought it was cool that Zach had said it in front of me, like it was no big deal. "I'm Jack. He was sniffing around the dining room like he was looking for a spot to piss. I think he may still need to." It felt good to say the word, just as Zach had. As I finished the sentence, Turbo hiked his leg on a shrub at the edge of the walk. "Hey Jack. You were right. Sounds like you know dogs pretty well. Do you have one?" "No, but I take care of Mr. and Mrs. Palmers dog when they're on vacation." I didn't tell him that dad actually had to walk the dog. "I don't think I've met the Palmers yet. We just moved in last week." He raised his hand to push the hair back off his forehead and I could see a big patch of the same red-brown hair under his arm. I pointed to the house on the other side of ours. "They live there." "Well if they let you take care of their dog, you must be really good at it. Maybe you can help us out with Turbo." "Yeah! I will!" I knew I'd have to convince my parents. But I'd deal with that later. "Great Jack. Well I better get back to the house. I've got a deadline I need to meet and I've been dickin' around all day." As he said this, his hand moved down to the front of his shorts and he kind of tugged on the material. My dad did that a lot too. I hadn't noticed before, but I could see the outline of Zach's penis in his shorts. All of a sudden, I felt kind of embarrassed. "OK. When can I take care of Turbo?" I asked. "The next time I need someone to walk him, you're my man. But until then, you're more than welcome to play with Turbo anytime you like." He winked at me, then turned to walk back the other direction. "Come on boy." I stood there and watched them walk back to the house on the other side of our next door neighbors. I went back in the house, and called mom. She didn't even mention that I was late in calling her. I decided not to tell her about Turbo or Zach. I wanted Dad to be there when I told her. I knew he'd let me take care of the dog when Zach needed me to. After we ate dinner, I told mom and dad about my new acquaintances. When I mentioned that Zach asked if I would take care of Turbo sometime, mom didn't immediately say no, like I thought she would. But she didn't say yes either. She looked at dad. "I met Zach and his wife last weekend. I think her name is Danielle. They seem like really nice people." Then her eyes moved to me. "But that's a lot of responsibility for a boy your age Jack." Dad spoke up. "Well, he did a really good job with the Palmer's dog. And he's been wanting a dog for a while now. This might be a good chance for us to see if he's really ready for it." I knew dad would let me. "Zach said I could play with Turbo whenever I want." "Now Jack, don't go making a nuisance of yourself. I'm sure they're still getting settled. If you see them outside, you can stop and ask if you can play with Turbo. But do not disturb them. Do you understand?" "Yes ma'am. I understand." I was so excited that night, that it was hard to fall asleep. I was thrilled at the prospect of taking care of Turbo. But I was really looking forward to seeing Zach again too. He was the first person that ever really talked to me like an adult, and not like a little kid. And I liked looking at him. As I was walking home from school the next day, I was hoping that they would be outside of their house. I could see the front yard when I turned the corner. No sight of them. I slowed down, hoping that maybe they might come out before I reached my house. Nope. I got my key out as I walked up to the porch. I opened the storm door and discovered a folded note taped to the front door with my name on it. I unfolded it and read it. "Hey Jack, Can you help me out and take Turbo on a walk after school the next few days? I'm trying to meet my deadline, and he really needs some exercise and attention. Check with your parents and let me know. Thanks bud. Zach." I put the note in my backpack, opened the door and hung it on the hook in the entryway. I was afraid that if I called mom and told her about the note, she'd make me wait until her or Dad got home before I could go and walk Turbo. I decided to call her and check in, but not mention the note. After I hung up, I headed down to Zach's house and rang the bell. Turbo started barking from somewhere inside, and a few seconds later the front door opened partially. Zach leaned around from behind, holding Turbo. I could just barely see the right side of his body, but it was obvious he was naked. "Hey there Jack. Did you get my note?" I shook my head yes, trying not to be obvious about looking at his body. "Sorry I was down in my office in the basement and didn't realize it was this late already. I don't usually wear anything around the house, and you've caught me without my shorts." He pushed the door open further, signaling me to enter. I entered the house and he closed the door behind me. He stood directly in front of me, making no attempt to cover himself up. His penis was sticking out in front of him and there was a metal ring that circled the base. I couldn't stop looking at it. I remembered seeing my dad's penis a few times before when he was getting ready to shower. And I'd seen some other guys' penises when I'd change in and out of my soccer uniform at the Y. But I'd never seen one that was sticking out like that. Dad had told me how a man's penis sometimes gets hard, but I'd never actually seen one like that. It was kinda cool looking at it. "I'm really glad that you came over. I was hoping you would. Let me get Turbo's harness and leash." As he turned to head down the basement stairs, I noticed his butt was really hairy too. "You can come down and check out my office if you want." I followed him down the stairs to the landing, where there were three doors; two were closed and the one leading to the office was open. Inside, there was a big tv on one wall, with a couple of gaming consoles and some controllers on the floor in front, along with two bean bags. To the side were a couple of bookshelves with stacks of game disks. Further back in the room, there was a desk with an open laptop, and then a small kitchen area against the back wall. "You sure do have a lot of games!" "Yeah, I'm kind of a geek. What do you like to play?" He walked over to a shelf and grabbed something. "I don't really get to play unless I go over to my cousin's house." "Oh, well you're welcome to stick around after you walk Turbo and play a few, if you want." He held out the leash and harness for me. I wasn't sure, but it looked like his penis had gotten bigger. He caught me staring and smiled down at me. "How about it?" He raised his left eyebrow. "Thanks. I better take him out now." I took the harness and bent down to put it around Turbo, then hooked up the leash. I started out of the office when Zach's phone rang. "Just around the block with him is fine Jack. No need to go too far today." He looked at his phone, reached down and tugged slightly on his penis. As I turned to head up the stairs I heard him answer. "Hey man...yeah, just like I told you...no, not yet." I got to the entry at the top of the stairs and headed out to walk Turbo.