Date: Fri, 02 Apr 2004 14:48:08 -0500
From: grassofhome
Subject: childhood part 5

This work is totally fiction and is played by people at least 18 or older.


I arrived at the bus stop a few seconds late but the bus was on time.  She
waited for me to park my bike and hop on.  It was the usual suspects of
about 12 kids when I got on.  I took the usual seat of third from the front
on the passengers side.  It took me a minute to realize that something was
different.  It was the Pea Head boy.  My dad called him Pea Head because he
had a perfectly round head and had long slender neck.   His head sat on his
neck like a golf bal on a tea.  He wore glasses with round frames that
echoed just how round his face was.  He had wispy platinum blond hair and
always wore a hat.  He had every Florida team hat in existence, from the
Marlins to the Bucks.  Today he had his FSU hat.  He usually sat a few seats
back but today he sat right beside me and was starring at me.

I checked my hair and my fly to see if that was what he was looking at.  I
realized I was smiling.  That must be it.  I don't usually smile; and I
never smile on the way to school.  I nodded and started gazing out the
window.

The rest of the day went slowly.  Everything reminded me of what had
happened the days before.  When I stood up I felt my sore balls slap my
legs.  That made me think of how empty they were from all the sucking Greg
had done to them.  Every time I sat I remembered all the work Greg had done
to my butt hole with the vibrator and all the pleasure it brought.  When I
walked I felt my dick head touch my under shorts and remembered waking up
Sunday morning and finding Greg between my legs slurping away at my piss
hard.  What a great way to wake up.  Every girl in tight shorts with a nice
sized butt reminded me of Greg's trunk and all the junk in it.  And the soft
curved legs of the girls were just like Greg's seeing how he had so little
hair on them and what hair he did have was white. It was about that time
that I decided to take a piss and walked up to the urinal and whipped it
out.  It was mostly hard and that surprised me.  I was in the fog of love
and was lucky that no other boy was around to see it.  About that time a
second grader came up beside me and I figured I would just let him get an
eye full.  I stood for a few seconds pissing and shook it off while he
watched.  Then I pretended to have trouble adjusting my foreskin.  I turned
his direction and shook it one more time.  He had his jaw unhinged and
pulled out his worm.  I pointed at his thing and said, "Not bad for a young
kid."  I then shook mine one more time and put it away slowly with him
watching.  What a buzz!

After school I had to stay to help with the graduation play, Noises Off.  Of
all the people Drake landed a part.  He had a few quick changes so he was
assigned a dresser.  He had an older guy assigned but switched for a girl
our age.  I hated that because it made him look cool.  Then the most amazing
thing ever happened.  Our drama teacher, Mr. Dangel, call his name.  "Drake.
  We need to rehearse your entrance mark in scene three."  he was to slide
in from stage left and spread his arms and sing, "Taa Daa".

The plan was for him to wair track shorts under his costume so none of the
parents could complain about the off set changes.  Mr. Dangel had caught him
in mid change so Drake figured it would be sexy to just go out in his socks,
shorts and a tie.  He was cued and slid to his mark the first time.  He
spread his arms and sang out...but it was not a song at all.  His voice
started changing right there.  He squeaked and honked and turned beet read.
You could actually see his embarrassment flood his body.  It started at his
chest and moved to his neck past the tie and to his cheeks and finely to his
forehead.  In the light of the feranel he was red from the waist up.  The
place erupted in laughter.

Mr. Dangel called for us to take five.  He conferenced with Drake. Me and
Black went out the back to a smoke.  "hey Teddy."

"Hey Black.  Got a light?"

She struck he lighter and offered it to me.  "you taking anyone to the
dance?"

I replied, "I hadn't given it any thought."

"It's only a week away.  Your not going to take a boy are you Teddy?"

"I don't know...you want to go?"

"Yes I do.  You want to take me?"

"It's a date.  I'll see if my dad can drive us.  Can I get you a flower?  It
would be best if we make it a big night."  I figured that if I were scene no
one would suspect about me and Greg.  Five minutes were up and we were back
to practicing Drakes entrance.

Again he hit his mark but a lower "Taa Daa" came out.  No squeaks this time.
A second, third and forth time and it was perfect.  But he sixth time he
tried it sounded like geese headed back north in the spring. Again we
laughed.  Mr. Dangel stood and yelled, "Strike the set!  We're going home."

The next morning was the same routine.  When I showered I pretended it was
Greg's hands on my ass.  I ran to the bus and hopped to my seat.  The Pea
Head boy was looking at me again.  When we got off he handed me a note and
ran.  I palmed the note and waited to get off to read it.  "Call Me
tonight!!!"

Again I had rehearsal and got home about 8:00.  The next morning I found the
Pea Head boy pouting in the seat next to mine.  No rehearsal today so I rode
the bus home.  It was on the way home that he slid over and sat with me.  He
whispered, "why didn't you call?"  I produced the letter from my Speech text
book and asked, "Do you see a number on that paper?"

He replied, "you could have looked it up."

I tried not to hurt his feelings but had to tell him, "I don't know your
name...or your fathers name."

His cap covered head lowered to his chest as he had a moment of clarity.  He
knew me so well but I had no idea he existed except that he was the Pea Head
boy.  We sat in uncomfortable silence.  When it came my stop he stood to let
me off.  When I got off the bus I turned to see that he was behind me.  He
pulled out a pen and took my hand.  He wrote his number in my palm.  "it's
my privet line.  If it's busy I'm on line."  He turned to leave and make the
three block trek to his home.

I called "You want to hang out for a bit?"

He swung around and said, "yes." He smiled so big I thought his teeth would
pop out.  He walked over to me and put out his hand like he wanted to shake
hands.  "I'm Joe."

"You want to shoot hoops Joe?"

"Not really.  But if you want to we can."

"Want to come in and see my room?"

"Hell yes!"

We went around back and opened the rattling door.  The door scraped and
scrawled across the concreat floor.  I showed him the room and flung my book
bag on the bed.  He did the same.  I asked, "What was so important that I
had to call last night."

I need to know something."  he looked at his feet and took off his hat.  "I
need to know what it's like, you know, doing what you do."

"Look Joe, I need you to be specific here.  Do what?"

"My sister was at Lori's Saturday.  She said that she saw you naked and
jerked you off and gave you head and the two of you made out and now you are
boy friend and girl friend."

"First, we are not going together.  Second she was touching me while I was
busy with Lori.  I think she did lick my dick head but that is as far as we
got.  So you want to know what it's like to be with a girl or what's it like
to be with your sister?

"No!  She said that you a Greg stayed in the basement all day fucking.  I
want to know how ...how to be gay like you."

Now it was my turn to blush. "What, I mean, what, or, what do you want to
know, or, do, or, I don't know, what?" I gave it a moment of thought.  "Lets
start by stripping.  We could strip each other."

With that the boy stepped back and covered his crotch with his hands. "I
don't think so.  Couldn't we just hold hands or dance and kiss?"

What kind of fag did this guy want to be?  I figured we could start by
kissing and I could get down his shorts in a few minutes.  I sat on the bed
and kicked off my shoes then patted the bed next to me.  He sat and kicked
off his shoes the same way.  It was then that I noticed that we had the same
shoes and socks.  He also had a fossil watch just like mine.  I didn't want
to spook him again so I took it so slowly.  I put my hand on his cheek and
led his face to mine.  I parted his lips gently and licked the red part of
his lips.  He pulled back slowly and he whispered, "this is so cool."

I kissed him again and he returned the kiss.  I asked, "how old are you?"
"Nine," he replied.

I said, "I'm ..."  "Your twelve.  I know.  Your birthday is in September."
and he kissed me again.

I ran my hand to his knee and started stroking my way up his shorts leg.  I
distracted him by giving him a little French kiss.  I touched his teeth with
my tongue and then his tongue.  I told him to do the same to me all the
while I was getting closer and closer to his junk.  He gently pushed me
away.  "I can't I mean I wont go that far."  he pointed with his eyes to my
hand under his shorts leg.

"O.K."  I sat back.  " Just how far will you go?

"I don't understand."

"Look we have been friends for less than ten minutes and I already have your
tongue in my mouth.  It's just a matter of time before I have your dick in
my mouth.  Let's just get naked now."

Joe stood and reached for his book bag.  I walked to the door and put my
hand on the knob.  "Don't go.  Please.  We can work something out."  he let
the book bag slip to the floor and hugged me.  "I'm afraid."

I put my arms around him and said, "Don't be afraid of me.  I'm not going to
force you.  I can go down the street right now and get some dick.  I just
wanted to swap some salami with you."

He laid his hot cheek to my chest and I felt a tear soak though my shirt and
on to my nipple.  "That's the problem.  I don't have salami."

Confused I cocked my head to see his face. "you know I was talking about
dicks, right?"

He laughed through his tears and said, "I know.  I don't mean I don't have
ANY.  I just don't have much. It's more like a withered hotdog than a
salami. My step brother said I was hung like a field mouse on a cold day."
we both laughed.

We made our way back to the bed without breaking our embrace.  "How about to
my under shorts?"

I sat him back a bit and asked, "What?"

"How about we just strip as far as my under shorts.  I can go that far
today, but no farther.  You don't put your hands down my undies. K?"

O.K. I'll start."  I know he expected me to take my shirt off first but
instead I reached over and pulled out the tail of his T shirt and tugged it
up to have a look at his pink belly.  I placed my hands on his navel and
rode his flesh up to his shoulders and back down.  On the way down I leaned
in for a kiss and stopped my hands at his nipples.  The were small and hard.
  I rolled them between my thumb and index finger.  He moaned in pleasure.
I moved my arms around his back and quickly slipped my fingers under his
waist band.  I then pulled the shirt up like I was about to take it off him
but stopped at the neck to expose his torso to me.  I laid him back on the
bed with his shirt around his head and his body on display in fornt of me
and he giggled.  I ran my tongue and lips from his neck to his nipples, to
his arm pits and to his navel.  I ran my tongue across his lower stomach so
as to touch his waist band with my saliva.  I went t back to his shirt and
slowly pulled it the rest of the way off.  He looked into my eyes with a
glazed over look.  "Damb! This is fun!"

He then reached for my shirt tail which was flapping in the breeze.  He
repeated everything I had done to him.  When he got to the part about laying
my back on the bed he asked, "do I have to lick you pits?"  I answered, "no.
  Only do what turns you on." With that he dug into my pits with a fervor.
It ticleled a lot and I tied to get up.  Then came the socks.  Now I have
never been a foot fetish man but I had the occasional toe in my mouth so I
munched them in like it was normal.  He returned the favor.  I had forgotten
how kinky it feels to have some one suck your toes.  Then I went to for his
shorts. The buckle came off and the snaps popped.  The zipper opened and
reveled some dark red briefs with black piping on the edges.  I worked my
hands lips and tongue from his ankles to his crotch.  He was squirming when
I reached his inner thigh.  "you have to stop their.  You promised."

"I know.  I'm not going any farther."  I did cheat a bit.  I laid my face
right on his erection and licked whit ever flesh I cold reach.  I rubbed my
nose along his boner and felt his body at the same time  I could clearly see
the outline of his dick through his red cotton and he was right he didn't
have much.  It wasn't as bad as I expected but he was only nine.  I figured
I would go one step father then quit before he told me I was too far.  I
griped his cock head with my lips right through the shorts and rubbed the
cotton up and down the shaft.  As he moaned I sat back and exclaimed that
was his turn.

After he had imitated me in everything I asked, "Are you sure about not
going all the way?"

"I'm sure.  Can we just kiss some more?

"We could but you have me all horned up now.  Just look."  With that I
pushed the cloth of my boxers so he could see the outline of my boner.  "I
need you to finish me off.  I have never had anyone with hands as soft as
yours."

He looked at the shape of my erection and said, "maybe next time."

"Oh, come on.  Your sister has had my dick in his hands and her mouth.  I
she more of  man than you?"

With that he reached for my boxers and slid them to the floor.  I kicked
them to the other side of the room. His hands both wrapped around my
erection.  It was them that I noticed how small his hand were.  He moved
them up and down rhythmically.  As if unsure of himself he asked "Like
this?"  I responded with a moan and a nod.  He placed his lips on the head
and pushed the foreskin back.  Then intense pain.  He was using his teeth.
I hit him on the back on the head and jared him away.

"What the Fuck was that?  Why did you bite it?  You want to kill me?"  I
gripped my head and rolled off the inspect it in the mirror.  I couldn't se
a thing. But it hurt.  He started to tear up again and I calmed him down.
"I'm O.K.  I just need to show you how to give head.  He covered his crotch
with both hands and shook his head.  This guy was serious about not letting
me see him.  I said, "give me you left hand."  he did.  I folded down his
hand to leave two fingers pointing out.  They were long slender fingers and
I placed them into my mouth.  I showed him how to tuck his teeth behind his
lips and what parts of the tongue to use.  I explained about deep
throughting but didn't expect him to do it.  Now you try my fingers.  I sat
him so our knees overlapped and our cocks were only inches from each outer.
As he sucked on my finger and I sucked on his I moved his other hand to my
cock and told him to make it hard again.  I then used the back of my hand to
rub his bulge slowly and tenderly. Once I was hard I let lose of him and
laid back.  Joe laid between my legs and serviced me.  That little tongue
running over my shaft was a bit too much.  I could feel his hot breath on my
balls and stomach.  The orgasm was good but it lasted longer and got more
intense at the third and forth convulsion.  By the time I had spasmed for
the fifth time I was once again seeing white light.  Then there was cool air
on my rod.

I looked down to see the boy with his mouth opened and cum dripping from his
mouth back onto my dick.  He was in shock.  "that was so grouse!  You didn't
tell me you could cum.  I figured with only three hairs you were like me."
he spit the cum onto my ball sack and ran for the bathroom where he found
tooth paste and shot some on his finger.

I saw an opportunity and grabbed his close and hid them under my desk.  I
walked up behind him and put my hands on his shoulders.  He shook them off.
I said, "What did you expect?  You know that sucking makes you cum."  He
ignored me in his anger.

I went out and fired up the computer.  I had an old slide show that Helmet
made for me of blow jobs and cum shots.  It was one of the hottest slide
shows I had.  Joe came out and looked around.  "Where are my cloths.  I'm
leaving"  then his eyes fell on the computer.  "Why don't you wait until
after the slide show is over them leave.  It was like a trance to see all
those cocks.  I motioned for him to sit on my lap and spread my legs wide so
he could see well.  It was history all over again.  It was just like me and
Helmet. Only I was seven and Joe was nine.  I was nude and Joe still had on
his under wear.  As Joe got caught up in the show I moved his hand to my
cock and I once again rubbed his budge.  It only took a few minutes to get
him horned up again.

I whispered in his ear. "I have an idea."  I stood up and sat him down in my
place.  I went to the closet and pulled out a white beanie.  I explained
that if it was just seeing him that way  that I could blind fold my self
with the beanie. Now you can just sit here and watch the show and I can suck
you off with out seeing a thing.  His confused eyes darted back forth from
the monitor to my hard dick to the beanie to his bulge.  He finely settled
on the monitor and shook his head yes without making eye contact.

I slipped to my knees and pulled the wool hat over my eyes.  He checked that
I could t see my pretending to hit me in the nose.  I could see some but did
not flinch.  I hooked my fingers under the legs of his shorts and pulled
down.  His dick stayed in until the last second then flipped out and slapped
against his flesh.  He was circumcised and about four and a half inches
long.  It was not short at all for his age.  It was skinny.  I figure it was
not more than two inches around and the head was pointy .

I fumbled for the dick pretending not to see it.  Once I got it in I sent to
work big time.  I figured that If I was slow about it he might change his
mind.  I sucked in all of the rod in one gulp and it touched my soft pallet.
  I ran it under my tongue and into the cheek.  I licked and sucked to make
him giggle and moan.  Then I hit on a combination he loved.  I took his dick
and balls into my mouth and sucked as hard as I could while grinding my
tongue into his soft under belly of  his cock.

He clenched two hand full of my hair and started saying loudly, "Oh shit, Oh
shit, oh Hell, oh shit."  then he shook like he was being electrocuted and
began to cry.  I paused at the whimper and he shouted through his tears,
"More! More!"  I dug back in until he shivered to a halt.  He sat their
naked, shivering, crying and saying, "Thank you , thank you, thank you."  I
found his under shorts and slipped them back up to his knees.  He took them
from there and fitted them back on to his body.  I asked if he had them on
and he pulled off the cap. I blinked at the light and he said again,
"Thanks."  I stood to hold him and my eyes fell on the slide show.  The disk
had gotten stuck at that photo of the young boy laying on the coffee table
with the other three older boys shooting their cum on his face his chest and
on his dick as he laughed about it.  Talk about karma.  That was the photo
helmet showed me the first time he came in my hands.

Joe pulled on my hand and tried to get me to the bed. "I want to do you
again."  I motioned to the clock on the computer and told him that Greg was
to be home soon and I wanted to meet him as soon as possible.  I invited him
to come along.  He said he would if we could kiss one more time.  I bent
down to kiss him as he ground his limp wet bulge into my half hard as we let
our mouths go like snakes fucking.  We broke and started for the hill.  I
rode him on my handle bars home to get his bike an he got permission from
his mother to go ridding.  We got to Greg's and found a note on the sliding
glass back doors.

"Teddy, I'm at the doctors.  Come on in and make yourself at home.  I don't
know when I will be back home.  Greg."

We went on in and I pretender like this way normal.  I showed Joe the pool
table and the nautilus machine.  We went into his room and I pored myself a
small glass of wine from Greg's fridge.  I offered to pore Joe a glass but
he just had a sip of mine.  I sat on the bed and Joe sat on the love seat.

"Teddy, did you see my dick at all?"

"I was blind folded."

"Could you see through it.  Did you see ANYTHING?"

"I might have been able to make out the out line of your cock.  Big deal!"

Joe looked at he floor.  "You could see how small I was and you haven't made
fun of it yet?

"No.  And I'm not going to make fun of it. Your dicks not small.  It's just
slender.  Dicks can fill out quicker than they can lengthen.  You don't have
anything to worry about in the equipment department."  I smiled and toasted
him with the wine.  In a minute or so I remembered that Joe had said that I
had three hairs on my dick.  I asked him about it and he said it was true.
I stood and lowered my shorts and asked him to look again and make sure.  He
confirmed than I had three hairs and then he just started fondling me with
his finger tips.  He looked up at me and said, "Can I suck you again now.  I
want to do it again before  I forget what you did to me.  Why don't we do a
69 on the bed.  He had heard of it but I needed to fil him in on the fine
details. I stripped as I talked.  He watched and examined every inch of my
skin.  Then pulled off his stuff and I checked him out.  When it came to his
under wear he pasued and fiddeled with the black pipping.  Then slowly he
pulled down the shorts and I saw clearly his talent.  I reached over an d
flipped on the lights and placed him on the bed next to the wall.  I settled
in beside him with my knees high.  He used one of my legs as a pillow and
was sucking away like a mad man immediately.  I examined his pink prick.  I
could see blue veins and knots under the skin and that head.  No foreskin to
cover it.  It was shaped like an arrow head and pointed right at me.  This
was good.  His balls, dick and everything were about the same color.  They
were a light pink.  I had never seen anyone in Florida with so little tan.
I ran my tongue under the ridge of his head and down the under belly.  I
cold tell he was so into me that I didn't have to do anything to him and
things would be fine.

I coated my fingers with saliva and ran them to his pucker.  I massaged his
pucker while sucking his shaft.  I tasted every crevasse of his scrota and
breathed in deeply to register his sent.  I slipped my finger to the first
knuckle into his ass and he bucked against my face violently.

He never stopped.  I started humming and he started humming on me too.  I
then slid in to the second knuckle and began n sucking once again so hard
that I was sure that it would brake off in my mouth.  The third knuckle went
in and once again he shook and spasmed like a fish on dry land.  He kept it
up on my shaft.  I had not cum but had had enough for the time.  I taped him
on the head and told him to stop.

"You sucked me dry last time.  I have nothing left to give."

"But I want to drink you jiz."

I have no `jiz' to give you.  I'm new at this orgasm stuff.  I can only make
it every few days.  You will have to wait."  He seemed disappointed but then
flipped around so he was laying on top of me with our dicks pressing against
each other.  He started humping my half hard like it was a pussy.  I grabbed
his ass cheeks and helped.

He asked, "You like this?  This is what guys do to cunts."

"I know" I answered.  He kept humping for a few minutes them slowed and
settled on my chest.  Our two nude bodies lay on the covers of Greg's bed
for a few minutes then I popped Joe on the ass lightly to wake him and told
him that we might as well leave because it didn't look like Greg was coming
home.  I lifted his head from my chest and he said to me, "I have loved you
for over a year and you have only known my name for a few hours.  Will you
be my boyfriend?"

"I would love to be your boyfriend.  But you understand that I have other
people that I screw around with?  I'm not going to stop sharing orgasms with
them just because we are going steady."  Joe never batted an eye.  "That's
cool.  I have few friends I mess around with too.  Maybe one day we can get
your friends together with my friends."

Joe wanted to kiss some more but I insisted we get dressed and leave.