Date: Tue, 2 Aug 2005 14:37:44 EDT From: LD Subject: BILLY BEN True story... It started when I was eleven years old. My next door straight neighbor boy Billy Ben Bright, at the tender age of fourteen, began taking his clothes off in his bedroom window while I was busy doing my yard work chores. Billy Ben was a flasher all right. He'd apparently called my other neighbor, Erica, my baby sitter (age fifteen), the week before and told her he had a rare stamp for her collection. Well, he showed up at her front door nude with a hard on, a common postage stamp in hand. She screamed and slammed the door in his face. Stupid girl. I overheard mother telling dad all the scandalous details. That pricked up my horny young ears. At the age of eleven I was the tallest boy in my class, had dropped my nuts, and sported a respectable bush. All the boys at camp stared at my development, which I strutted around the cabin for their hungry eyes. I stripped and fondled many of those curious young lads in the cabin's head. I'd let them touch my pubes late at night in the toilet stall. Then spin them around for my main fascination. Their sweet young butts. I loved spreading their smooth young butt cheeks, sniffing and licking their virgin boy holes. They'd sort of flip out but they would let me. I'd finish them off with a spirited cock sucking. They all came back for more without exception. I often wonder how many straight adult men I've ruined for their desire to have their asses spread and munched. I know their wives aren't game. Pity, all those horny blokes asses not worshiped. Anyway, that first time I was mowing the lawn in the front yard. Billy Ben caught my attention by doing a slow strip tease in his bedroom window. I must have mowed the same spot twenty times as he pulled his pants and BVD's down and stroked his (to my eyes) massive boy cock. I was in awe. He stroked his big boy cock with a shit eating grin on his face while making his smooth nuts bounce. Dang! Just then the spinster neighbor lady across the block came out of her front door gracing me with a dower stare. Dang! Did she see? Was she gonna tell my mom? Not to worry. The clueless sex negative hag missed the main show; Billy Ben's hard horny boy cock. My little naughty voyeur boy luck held. Billy Ben shot his spooge as the witch began watering her lawn. Double dang! This little yard chore ritual continued for many weeks. Much to my delighted eleven year old boy eyes. Billy Ben began lifting up his legs and showing me his asshole. How lucky can a little boy get! He'd spread his cheeks and finger his potty spot! I'd get down on my hands and knees and edge the grass along the sidewalk with my mouth watering and my eyes popping out. He'd shoot a bucket full with his fuck you finger buried up his boy hole. Triple dang! Billy Ben the fourteen year old exhibitionist next-door began a new game then. I'd get home from school (grade six) and climb the tree overlooking the Bright's backyard. Billy would come out his backdoor absolutely nude with a steely hard on, basketball in hand, and pretend to ignore me while he'd shoot hoops. That fucking boy's cock was like glued to his smooth belly and leaked joy juice. Pure torture for this little lad. But the main event for me was Billy Ben's ass. What an ass. I was mesmerized. Perfectly smooth gluteus glistening with basketball boy playing sweat. All the while he would be grinning like he knew how much I wanted to see him nude like that. To this day I see a bloke's fine rump and I pop a boner! When he would bend over to pick up the basketball, so I could see his perfect pink boy hole, I'd about fall out of the tree! My little pre teen cock would blow a wad in my BVD's. I'd discovered the secret treasure of the universe. A bloke's asshole! As fate would have it my family sold our house and we had to move away from Billy Ben's excellent naked performances. Quadruple dang! But Billy Ben imprinted me with a lasting impression. I still go bonkers for a straight dude stripping for me. Beating off his cock snot and finger fucking his asshole! Lars