Date: Tue, 21 Aug 2018 22:08:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: jonjonleprechaun@comcast.net
Subject: BILLIE'S TIGHTIE WHITIES 6

The stories in this series are fictional, though they are based on
real-life incidents. They involve an adult and minors in sexual situations.
Please do not read if you are under 18 or if the content is illegal in your
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BILLY'S TIGHTIE WHITIES 6

       By the time I reached the edge of the woods right across the alley
from the back door to my apartment patio, I had drunk seven water bottles
and wet my pants four times.  Piss was constantly dripping out of my
saturated shorts and underpants, and I squished with every step.  The
building trash dumpster was right at the edge of the woods, and I flipped
the lid up.  Removing all of my clothes, I threw everything except for my
briefs into it and closed the lid.  I walked across the alley to my door
naked (another thrilling feeling) and went inside.  Once in my bedroom I
put my own wet briefs into the baggie that held Billy's from earlier in the
evening, and put it in the special box that held my stash of secret stuff
that I kept hidden in the back corner of my closet.

CHAPTER 6

	The next Saturday afternoon, I went for a jog.  After parking my
car in the lot by Main Street Park, I took off at a fast pace along my
downtown's waterfront.  It was a warm day, with plenty of eye candy to see.
The path was full of boys bicycling with their families, some of them in
tight form-fitting bike shorts that showed off their butts and packages
nicely; boys walking with their families, many of them shirtless (showing
off their smooth chests and boy pits); and boys stepping out of the river
onto strips of sand after a swim, water dripping off of their hair and
swimsuits.  My mind was spinning one fantasy after another, with one cute
boy after another as the star.  I could feel my semi bouncing around in my
jogging shorts, and hoped it wasn't TOO obvious.

	When I got back to Main Street Park, I started my cooldown process
by walking towards the water feature at the far end: a series of water jets
that kids loved to run through on hot days.  I liked to sit on one of the
benches and watch the kids, especially because there would usually be at
least a few boys playing in it in their underpants.

	Today, the water play area was packed with kids.  I hadn't found a
place to sit down yet when I heard someone call my name.  Billy's mother
was sitting on one of the benches, so I went and sat down next to her.
After a minute of searching I spotted Billy, running through the water jets
in his tightie whities.  He was the oldest boy I'd ever seen there in his
underwear, by at least two years.  I chuckled.

	"Yeah, he's a sight, isn't he?  At least he's not naked!"  She put
her book down, and turned towards me.  "Jon, I'm glad you happened to come
by here when we were here.  There's something important I need to talk to
you about."  A cold shiver ran down my back, and thoughts of being carted
off to jail ran through my mind.  At least there weren't any police in
sight when I looked around.

	"I've gotten a promotion at work.  It's a great opportunity, but it
means moving to work in our offices in another state.  Billy doesn't know
about this yet, so please don't say anything until I have a chance to tell
him."  As bad as what I first feared when she started talking was, this was
much worse.  A time was coming soon after which I would never see my Billy
again!

	Summer's almost over, and school starts up again in two weeks.  Do
you have a job lined up yet for during the school year?"  I shook my head,
and told her no.  "My new position begins in December, and until then I
need to find someone to be with Billy every school day until I get home
around 10:00.  I see how great you are with kids, especially the boys, and
Billy just loves you; he's always going on and on about how much fun he has
with you.  Would you be interested in watching him for three months in
exchange for room and board plus $200 a week?"

	My heart practically skipped about a dozen beats.  I actually
needed a place to live during this semester, and I'd get to be with Billy
all the time we weren't in school!  "You'd have to share a room with Billy,
but I'd be willing to bet that he'd love that."  I would too, I thought!
"So, what do you think?"

	I pretended to think it over for a minute.  Didn't want to appear
TOO eager!  Then I smiled, and nodded my head.  "I'd love to take the job!"

	She patted my leg.  "I'm so glad!  I couldn't think of anyone else
that I would trust with Billy, and in my home."  I had to suppress a
chuckle at that.  "Well we've got two weeks to finalize things, and now's
the time to tell Billy about the move.  Now, I actually have a meeting with
my boss about the job change.  I WAS going to take Billy home and leave him
there during my meeting, but I'm sure he'd rather stay here.  Would you
stay here with him, and then bring him home when you're both ready to
leave?  I'll make dinner for the three of us, and then we can talk to Billy
and tell him about our plan."

	I agreed; we shook hands, and she called Billy over.  He came
running over, and saw me.  "Hi, Jon!"  He bent over and gave me a big hug,
his body all wet and water dripping off of his hair and briefs.  Then he
stood upright, and I got a good look at him.  As wet as he was, his tightie
whities were all but see-through (especially in the back).  But the front
of his briefs was where my eyes were focused; they were tented out with his
erection.  And encased as it was by his clingy wet briefs, it was almost
obscene.  I knew his Mom was ok with his being in public in just his
briefs, but it amazed me that she'd let him display his budding manhood
like this.  Not that I minded though!

	Billy was ecstatic that he would be able to stay here, and that I'd
be here with him.  He gave his Mom a hug; she gathered up her things,
handed Billy a bag, and walked away.  Billy sat next to me and grinned.

	"What's in the bag?" I asked.  He opened it and reached in, pulled
out a pair of his shorts, and tossed the empty bag on the ground.

	"They're for me to change into before we leave," he told me.  Then
he dropped them under the bench, and stood up.  "Come on, play in the
fountains with me!"  I laughed, peeled off my shirt and put it with his
shorts, took off my shoes and socks, and stood up.  He cheered, grabbed my
hand, and pulled me into the water.

	The water felt great after my run.  We spent the next couple of
hours running through the jets, chasing each other, and having an overall
great time.  Once again, Billy had an effect on the other boys around him.
When I got there, one little Kindergartner was the only other one in his
underwear; within about an hour, almost every other boy there was similarly
clad.  Even a couple around Billy's age!  It was quite an afternoon,
running around with a couple of dozen cute boys all in their underwear.  At
one point, Billy thought he would make me be like all of them; he snuck up
behind me, grabbled the sides of my running shorts, and yanked them down to
my ankles.  Problem was, I wasn't wearing anything underneath them!  Good
thing that the water was rather cold, as that helped to keep my dick under
control.

	Eventually, Billy started getting worn out.  We decided it was time
for me to take him home, so we went over to the bench where the rest of our
clothes were.  I picked up my shirt, handed Billy's shorts to him, and
started walking towards the nearby restrooms.  Realizing Billy was no
longer next to me, I turned around.  He was in the midst of sliding his
briefs down his legs!  I walked back over and sat back down on the bench,
and watched him.  He finished pulling off his wet underwear, dropped them
on the ground with a squishy PLOP, and stood up.  His naked body (including
his erection) was fully on display for everyone to see, but he apparently
didn't care.

	Billy looked around, and peeked under the bench.  "Mom didn't leave
me a towel to dry off!"  After thinking a moment, I handed my shirt to him
and told him to dry off with it.  I watched him rubbing my shirt all over
his naked body, including his privates and his ass.  I'd have to use that
tonight as I lay in bed, I thought.

	The interesting thing was, I was not the only one watching Billy
closely as he stood there naked and dried off with my shirt.  There were
several men there that I was sure were covertly observing him; one or two
were even slyly rubbing their crotches.  So, I thought, I'm not the only
one!

	Billy took longer than I thought was necessary to dry off, but
after a few minutes he tossed me my shirt.  He picked up his shorts, slid
them on, and announced he was ready to go.  We walked across the park to
the parking lot, and got in my car.  As I pulled out onto the street,
movement from his direction caught the corner of my eye.  I pulled up to a
red light, and looked over.  Billy was naked!  He had slid off his shorts,
and dropped them on the floor of my car.  Leaning the seat back, he started
playing with his boner.  I could barely keep my eyes on the road!
Fortunately, it wasn't a long drive to his house.

	When we got there, his mother's car wasn't there.  I pulled into
the driveway, and turned the car off.  Expecting Billy to pull on his
shorts, I was surprised when he just jumped out (naked) and ran around the
side of the house into the backyard.  I turned the car off, grabbed his
shorts, and followed him.  By the time I got to the back door, he had
already opened it and run inside.  After walking through the open door, I
pulled off my shoes and slid the door shut behind me.  Walking through into
the living room, I saw a sight that took my breath away!

	Billy was lying on the couch, still naked; his legs were spread
wide, and he was idly fingering his rampant boner.  I walked around the
couch, dropped my shorts so I was as naked as him, and knelt on the floor
at his crotch.  Pulling his hand away from his erection, I replaced it with
my mouth.  His entire boy boner quickly slid in, and then I pulled his
balls in as well with my tongue.  After sucking and gently chewing on his
package for a minute or two, I started sliding my lips up and down his hard
shaft.  Billy was moaning and groaning, his head rolling around, his hips
thrusting up and down to drive his boner in and out of my mouth.

       There was no telling when his mom would get home, so I had to make
this fast.  I put my right hand up to Billy's face, and slid my pointer
finger in and out of his mouth to get it slick with his saliva.  Then I
moved my hand into his asscrack, quickly found his tight hole, and slid my
finger all the way in.  Billy let out a loud gasp as I felt around for his
prostate bump, and then let out an even louder howl when I found it and
started rubbing it.  With the combination of my sucking his rod and
fingering his nut, it wasn't long before Billy was ready to shoot.  I had
his ball sac in the palm of my hand; when I felt the balls draw up into his
body, I escalated my sucking and fingering.  Moments later, he exploded
into my mouth with his most intense cum yet: four strong spurts of the most
delicious boy cum I ever had.

       And it came none too soon.  Just as I drew the last drops out of his
boner, we heard the garage door opening as his mom arrived.  I quickly
pulled on my shorts and shirt, turned on the TV, and sat on the couch.
Billy crawled into my lap and sprawled out, his boyhood pride still hard as
a rock.  I didn't have a chance to get him to make himself more presentable
before his mother walked in the door, but I didn't panic.  I figured if she
didn't care about him flaunting his briefs-covered boner in public, then
she wouldn't mind him flaunting his naked one at home.  She walked over to
us and bent over, gave Billy a kiss on the forehead, and then sat down in
the recliner.

       "Honey, sit up, Jon and I need to talk to you about something."  He
sat up, still in my lap, and looked at his Mom.  "School starts up again in
two weeks, so we need a babysitter to stay with you every day after school.
Well, earlier this afternoon Jon agreed to be your babysitter.  What do you
think of that?"  Billy let out a loud cheer.  "But there's more: he's going
to be your live-in babysitter.  Would you be ok sharing your bedroom with
him?"

       Billy was beside himself.  He hopped up on his knees in my lap and
turned around, and practically squeezed the stuffing out of me as he
wrapped his arms tightly around me.  His boner was poking me in the belly;
it was all I could do not to throw him back on the couch and swallow his
hard-on again!

       But I managed to contain myself, and merely hugged him back (though
I did manage to cop a feel of his bare ass).  His Mom smiled at us, and
said she thought that Billy liked the idea (we all laughed at that).  We
ate pizza for dinner, and then Billy took me up to his room to play video
games.  He closed his bedroom door, helped me take off my clothes, and sat
in my lap.  Whenever it was his turn, I had my fingers wrapped around his
joystick and sensuously played with him.  I brought him to the edge and
then backed off over and over, until after the fifth game he couldn't take
any more.

       Billy put his controller on the desk, but left the game active so
his mom would hear the game's music and think we were still playing.  Plus,
it would help cover any sexy noises we made!  He got up and took my hand,
and we walked over to his bed (our hard cocks leading the way).  At first,
we just laid alongside one another and jerked each other's pole (slowly so
we didn't cum too quickly).  After a few minutes of that, I decided to
teach him about 69.  I maneuvered him on top of me, reminded him to cover
his teeth with his lips, and then we both began to suck each other.

       I started by swirling my tongue all over his cockhead, and prying
open his piss slit with the tip of my tongue.  Meanwhile, Billy had half of
my cock in his mouth and was sucking it like an expert.  Then I gave his
entire crotch area a tongue bath: up and down his shaft, all over his balls
and ball sac, all around the line where his package was connected to his
body, and up and down both lines of his V.  I also licked out his little
pubic patch, and gently trapped them with my teeth and tugged on them.
When I went back and swallowed his hard-on to the hilt, his moans vibrated
on my own pole.  He managed to get about ¾ of it in his mouth before
gagging and backing off!

       After a few minutes, I rolled us over so Billy was on his back.
Then I got on my knees between his, bent his legs and pushed his knees to
his chest, and told him to hold them there.  I again licked up and down his
pole, and the slid my tongue lower.  Billy squealed as I licked along his
perineum, and then gasped when I zeroed in on his hole.  It was completely
smooth, with not a hair in sight back there.  His starfish hole was
clenched tight, and the ring around it was an untarnished pink.  I licked
all around the ring, and then slid my tongue tip all over the ring itself.
I felt his hole flexing and unflexing as I started to rim him; when I began
to push my tongue in his opening, he let out a little shriek.

       I spent a good ten minutes eating out Billy's hole, while also
rubbing his hard-on and fondling his balls.  When he gave out the signs of
an impending eruption (he sucked in his breath, his balls pulled up, his
dick throbbed, and his hole spasmed), I moved my mouth back up and took in
his cockhead.  I was just in time to catch and swallow his cum.

       Billy's legs fell back to the bed as I went up and bent over his
face, kissing his lips.  Then I sat up and peered down, as I continued to
hold his hard dick and teased the slick tip with my thumb.  He grabbed my
hand and complained that it was "too ticklish now," but I ignored his pleas
and continued.  Billy pounded his fists on the bed and squirmed.  Then I
held his pole with one hand and pointed it straight up in the air, put the
palm of my other hand right against the head, and shook his pole quickly
back and forth so that the head rubbed against my palm.

       Billy was beside himself.  He squeaked and squealed, and then gave
me a look of desperation.  "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!"  Suddenly his dick was
squirting piss uncontrollably against my palm, which caused it to spray all
over his body and his bed.  Shocked, it took me several seconds to stop my
tormenting of his dickhead, and another several seconds for his spray to
halt.  We looked at each other in surprise, and then burst out laughing.

       "How did you DO that???  I really couldn't help it; the pee came out
all on its own!"  He was laughing, and running his hands all over his body
and his bed where his piss had hit.  I explained that I had discovered this
when I was about his age, and tried rubbing the head of my boner back and
forth across my bath towel; like him, it had caused me to uncontrollably
piss all over.

       I stood up and got dressed, and told Billy he should go take a
shower.  Then I went down to the living room and sat on the couch, and told
Billy's mom what he was doing.  "Good, he was smelling kind of ripe!"  She
chuckled, turned off the TV, and turned to face me.

       "Can I ask you a very personal question?"  I swallowed hard and
nodded, trying not to shake.  "Jon, I like you.  You're a very nature young
man, and you work very well with kids.  But I've never seen you really
interact with a woman, or talk about one.  Are you gay?"  I looked down and
then to the side (anywhere but at her), and sniffled as I struggled to hold
back tears.

       She got up from the couch, came to sit next to me, and took my hands
in hers.  "Jon, look at me."  I did.  "It's ok with me if you are gay, Jon.
I have no problem with it.  I just need to know that I can trust you to be
honest with me."

       I pulled one hand away from her and wiped my eyes, then put it back
under hers.  "I am gay, but not very many people know. Please don't tell
anyone."  She nodded.

       "Of course not."  She smiled and gave me a hug, patted my back, and
then sat back.  "Now that the serious stuff is out of the way, let's talk
about you watching Billy and living here.  You know how Billy prefers to be
in just his underwear, or naked?"  I smiled and nodded.  "Well, that's
partly because of me.  I've never hidden my body from him, and he sees me a
lot in just my bra and panties, or less.  If you live here, it's certain
that you will too.  Can you handle that?"  I blushed, but told her that it
wouldn't TOTALLY freak me out.  She laughed.  "I believe that the human
body is nothing to be ashamed of, and am bring up Billy to believe that
too.  Whenever you're here, don't feel like you have to wear clothes if you
don't want to; around Billy, or around the house in general.  Don't think
I'll be upset if I see you, too, if you're undressed.  That's par for the
course in this house."

       We heard a door down the hall open, and Billy came running into the
living room and jumped on the couch between us on his knees.  His hair was
still damp, and he was naked.  "See what I mean?"  Billy leaned on his
mother and rubbed his cheek against hers, then moved over and put his arm
around my shoulders.  "I really only have one rule that you would have to
follow.  It is about dates; I don't bring random men home that I'm seeing,
and I wouldn't want you to either."  I told her that I didn't really date
much, so that would be ok.

       "Mama, can I get some ice cream?"

       "Sure, baby.  In fact, how about you get three bowls together, 2
scoops in each.  With chocolate syrup."  Billy got to his feet, and went
into the kitchen.  "Oh, whip cream and peanuts too.  And a cherry!" she
yelled after him.  Then she leaned close and talked to me quietly.  "That
should take him a few minutes, enough time for me to tell you one more
thing.  His friend Matthew is going back home in ten days.  Billy begged me
to let him have a sleepover this Friday, with Matthew and three other boys
from the center.  I agreed, but I can't handle five lively boys by myself!"
I knew exactly what she meant, and laughed.  "Can you be here for the
sleepover?  I know YOU could keep them under control!"

       I nodded, and then thought for a moment.  "Wait, I've got a better
idea.  My summer apartment that I'm moving out of is practically empty.
How about I host the sleepover there?  Then you can have a night to
yourself!"  She got a surprised look on her face, then broke out in a
smile.

       "That's a GREAT idea!  Why didn't I think of that?"  When Billy
returned with the three bowls of ice cream, we told him about the change in
the sleepover plan.  He got so excited, he almost dropped his ice cream!

       On my way home to my apartment, I started thinking about the fun we
could have.  In just six days!



Chapter 7 will be all about the sleepover, and will be coming soon.  Thanks
to all who have emailed me with comments and to chat about this topic, I'd
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-Jon