Date: Sat, 5 Feb 2022 11:31:27 -0800 (PST)
From: jonjonleprechaun@comcast.net
Subject: Jimmy and the XYZ boys Chapter 7B

This is the eighth episode (part 2) in the series about a group of boys and
their budding sexual perversions, primarily starring Jimmy.  Each episode
will be short, and is tied to the ones before it.  There will be sexual
activity, but that won't always be the primary focus.

All of this is fictional, though a lot is based on my actions and thoughts
as a young gay boy. If you like what you've read, please send me fan mail
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Tightie Whities, My Summer Surgery and Marcus, 14 y/o freeballer, Heat Wave
Boys, Sixth Grade Josh, and What Happened When Miguel Wet His Pants.

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Jimmy discovers the pleasures of his butt – part 2

By a week later, Jimmy was back to his usual self, all signs of being sick
gone.  It was his first day being home alone since he became ill; his
father had to go out of town for 2 days for a training, and his brother was
at an all-day sports camp.

Most of Jimmy's illness was a fever-ravaged blur, one day running into the
next.  But he was able to remember a few things: sleeping with his dad for
a few nights (including that first one where they both slept naked after
showering together), wetting the bed a couple of times (though if he was
honest with himself, they hadn't all been completely accidental), and the
two times that his father had put a finger up his butthole.  That last one
was foremost in his mind; the way it felt, and how it had made him cum (he
had learned that word and what it meant from his brother Chaz) twice.

Jimmy lay in bed (still naked of course) thinking about how great it felt
when his dad had fingered his butt.  After pulling his feet up against his
buttcheeks and letting his knees fall to the sides, he reached a hand
between his spread thighs and trailed a finger from his balls back into his
crack.  He found his hole and started rubbing it with a fingertip, and
immediately felt a tingle radiate up along his perineum and through his
ballsac.  This caused his boydick to quickly harden.

A minute later he tried pushing his finger into his butthole, but a sharp
pain caused him to stop and pull it back out.

"Ouch!  Why did that hurt?"  He tried again, but barely got the tip of his
finger in there before he had to stop again from the sharp pain.  He sat
up, and looked at his finger.

"Damnit!  My finger is lots smaller than Dad's, why isn't this working?"
He tried a third time but once again, the pleasure of touching his hole was
overpowered by pain when he started pushing his finger into himself.
Collapsing back onto the bed, he went over in his mind how his dad had done
it.  His finger, followed by the thermometer; his finger pushing the pills
into his butt; his finger rubbing a spot inside his butt that gave him the
feeling; his soapy finger in the shower...  His soapy finger...

"That's IT!" he yelled loudly.  "First he put Vaseline on his finger, and
the thermometer.  Then he put body wash on his finger in the shower.  I
think the Vaseline and the body wash made his fingers slippery so they went
in my hole easier!"  Jumping up off his bed, Jimmy ran out of his room
naked, his boy boner bouncing in front of him.  He ran down the stairs and
into his father's bedroom, and then into the large bathroom where he found
the little tub of Vaseline.  He thought about going into his father's
shower to start experimenting, then considered climbing into his bed, but
finally decided that his own bed was where he wanted to explore.  Still
hard as a pipe, he padded down the hall and up the stairs, and into his
bedroom.  Usually he was sure to close and lock his door before playing
with himself, but he was feeling exceptionally naughty this morning, so he
left the door open.  Plus, he was 100% sure neither his dad nor his brother
would be coming home until sometime tonight.  Well, not quite 100%.  90%.
Maybe 85%.  But that made it all the more exciting.



Jimmy lay prone on his bed, gently running his fingers over his boner and
balls.  This was as exposed as he had ever been: his door wide open, blinds
all the way up, window slid all the way across so a warm breeze blew across
his body, and all of his sheets and blankets pushed onto the floor.  He
pried the lid off the tub of Vaseline, stuck in his pointer finger, and
scooped out a big dollop.  Holding that finger up in front of him, he
looked at the gooey stuff before using his thumb to spread it all around.
With his knees back against his buttcheeks and his knees splayed wide, he
placed his lubed finger against his butthole and pushed in.  After a slight
hesitation, his hole gave way and his finger slid all the way in.  Jimmy
let out a loud gasp.

"HOLY SHIT!" he yelled out loud, forgetting that his window was open.
After pausing in case someone outside heard him he rotated his finger
around inside, searching for that spot his dad had rubbed that gave him the
shakes.  A few minutes later he felt a place inside himself that felt
different; immediately, his boner throbbed and tingled, and he knew he had
found it.  Copying what his father had done, it wasn't long before his
whole body tensed and his boner pulsed.  His felt like it was trying to
squirt something out, and he thought he was going to piss all over, but
nothing came out.

Jimmy relaxed down onto his bed, with his finger still lodged in his hole.
When he started to pull it out he was overcome again by feelings of
pleasure, so he slid it back in.  That felt so good, he slid it almost out,
then back again.  He spent the next few minutes fucking himself with his
finger, although he didn't know that's what he was doing.

Then he got an idea.  His dad's finger was thicker than his own.  And he
remembered how good it felt when his dad had first slid his finger in
there.  What if he found something bigger now?  He thought a moment, and
then it came to him: TWO fingers!  He pulled out, and then coated his
middle finger with the slippery stuff.  Squeezing those two together, he
put them to his hole and pushed them in.  His hole was so relaxed from what
he had been doing, that they easily slid into him.  Moaning loudly, he knew
he had found a new favorite pastime, and spent the next ten minutes sliding
those two fingers in and out, faster and faster.  After bringing himself
off again he pulled the fingers out, lay back with his eyes closed, and
drifted off to sleep.



Jimmy woke up after his little post orgasmic catnap with his dick still
hard and his boyhole feeling both a bit achy and empty.  He sat up and
looked around his bedroom, searching for something else he could put up
inside of himself.  He saw pencils and pens on his desk; no, too thin.  A
ruler; no too wide and sharp, he needed something round.  He got up and
wandered around his room, picking up various objects and disregarding each
one.

Going downstairs, he searched the kitchen.  The spoons and forks had
rounded handles, and he considered using one of them.  He giggled as he
thought about Chaz using one at dinner, not knowing that it had been up his
little brother's butt.  But he put it back, and continued looking for
something better.  He picked up a banana, and held it up next to his
fingers.  The fruit was as wide as FOUR of his fingers.  Yikes!  Not now,
too big, but maybe someday.

Moving on to the fridge, Jimmy opened the different drawers and pulled out
various items.  Nothing looked right.  Until he opened the meat drawer, and
spotted the package of hot dogs and the package of bigger sausage dogs.
BINGO!  He took one of each, closed the fridge, and half-ran back up to his
bedroom.

Lying back on his bed in position, he coated the hot dog and slid it into
his butt.  It slid in easily and pleasurably.  After pushing it almost all
the way in (he laughed at the thought of it going all the way not his butt
and getting stuck), he let it go and just lay there.  A few seconds later,
he realized something: it was COLD!  He'd have to warm it up a bit next
time.  Then he started sliding it in and out, like he had done with his
fingers earlier.

As much as he liked how this felt, it just didn't seem enough.  He slid it
out, put it down, and picked up the sausage dog.  This one was fatter than
the hot dog, fatter than his fingers or his dad's finger, but not as fat as
that banana.  It also felt firmer, where the hot dog had been all wobbly
and squishy.  After coating this new toy, he placed it against his relaxed
hole, and pushed; it took a few seconds, but when Jimmy forced his hole to
relax (kind of pushing out a bit like he was going #2) it slid right in.

Jimmy felt a fullness in his hole like nothing he had ever felt before.
There was a little bit of an ache, as his hole was opened up more ever
before, but it was not an unpleasant feeling.  In fact, the exact opposite.
He tried sliding it all the way in, but the end inside him hit the wall of
the inside of his butt.  About two-thirds of the meat was inside.

The next hour was spent with Jimmy fucking himself with that sausage.  He
lost count how many times he had the shakes.  One of them had been so
intense, that he had actually completely let loose and sprayed a strong
stream of piss along his chest and up to his chin.  He also liked how the
urine had felt dripping down both sides of his chest, and made a mental
note to do that again sometime, only for longer.

After stopping to rest for a bit Jimmy stood up, the sausage still lodged
up his butt and still with a hard-on.  His dick had now been hard non-stop
for several hours; he didn't think he had ever had one this long before.
Standing there, he thought about where he could find something else
interesting to put up his butt.

The garage came to his mind.  Surely he could find some good things in
there to fuck himself with!  He went downstairs to the kitchen door, and
looked out the widow at the garage.  There was about ten feet of open space
between the two, and it could be seen from the street (and a house across
the street).  While he had been outside his house naked tons of times, and
he was sure most (maybe even all) of his neighbors had seen him naked, it
had never happened with him having a hard-on.  OR with something sticking
out of his butthole!

Jimmy opened the door and looked towards the street.  He didn't see anyone,
so he bolted across and threw open the side door to the garage.  Once
inside he decided to be daring, and left the door open.  With the light on,
he started searching. After a half hour, he was about to give up; nothing
seemed right (too hard, too big, too spiky/pointy...).  Then he spied a
pile of little-kid toys from when his aunt and uncle had visited last
summer with his three-year-old nephew and niece.  There was a play kitchen,
and a box that he knew had play kitchen items.  Opening the box, he soon
found what he was looking for: a plastic play banana!  It was about as big
around and as long as the sausage, but was curved.  That might work!

Moments later he was back on his bed with the fake banana in hand, covering
it with a layer of Vaseline.  After pulling the sausage out, he slid the
plastic fruit in until only the tip was still sticking out.  He gripped
that tip really good; he couldn't imagine having to tell his father or his
brother that he had a plastic fruit stuck inside of his butt!  Or having to
go to the hospital to get it taken out.

The banana seemed to be the perfect fit.  The curve seemed to match the
curve of his insides, he thought he could feel all sides of the inside of
his butt rubbing against the plastic, including that magical spot that gave
him so much pleasure.  He started fucking himself with short quick strokes,
so that the object was constantly rubbing against that spot.

Anyone within earshot would probably have been able to guess at Jimmy's
activities, as he released a steady stream of sexual moans and groans.  He
brought himself off (again) more times than he could count, until he
finally collapsed on his bed in exhaustion.  Tired, tingling all over, and
(somewhat) satiated from sexual pleasure.  He had again pissed all over
himself during one of his orgasms, and he could feel wetness pooling under
his backside.  When he was done, he would have to throw all of his bedding
into the washing machine (including the special mattress cover that his dad
had bought a few years ago when he was wetting the bed a lot).

Jimmy finally decided he had had enough, at least for a while.  After
sliding the banana out (leaving his backside once again both aching/tender
and empty), he went into the bathroom and showered.  While washing his
butt, Jimmy was amazed that his "hole" felt still kind of open.  He hoped
it closed up again!

Jimmy dried off, took a washcloth into his room, and put all of his new sex
toys on it on his desk.  Before going down to the laundry room with his
bedding, he put the banana back up his butt.  After starting the washing
machine, he went into the kitchen and made his lunch.  Usually he sat at
the table to eat, but he couldn't sit down without pushing the fake fruit
all the way in.  So he ate standing up, also walking around as he relished
the feeling that doing so gave him as it caused the banana to move around
some.  He was STILL hard; in fact, he hadn't been soft since he first woke
up and started playing with his dick and perinium.  That was more than five
hours ago!

He spent the rest of the day alternating between just hanging out and
pleasuring himself further (all over the house, even in the bedrooms of
both his dad and his brother).  He even wandered around his backyard, still
naked with the banana up his butt!  He considered going to get the mail
that way.  He had done so naked plenty of times, but decided against doing
so with his butthole stuffed with plastic banana.

When he heard a car pull into the driveway, Jimmy knew his brother was
home.  He quickly pulled the banana out, and hid it and the rest of his sex
supplies in his bedroom closet.  But stayed naked, his brother weas used to
seeing him that way.

Jimmy laughed when Chaz passed by him in the hallway and went into his
bedroom, knowing what he had been doing in his brother's private lair just
a few hours earlier.  He also thought about his friends, and how he could
show them what he had discovered.  And get them involved in some butt play!
He wasn't sure about Robbie.  But he was positive he could easily convince
George!