Date: Tue, 12 Jan 1999 18:26:54 EST
From: Boyheh@aol.com
Subject: Neighborhood Kids pt 1 -- Logan & Shea t/t young friends

Neighborhood Kids Series -- Part One

Six stories so far in this series.

Logan and Shea

by Michael Jacks

Logan is about 5'1" tall with light brown hair, almost blonde. Green eyes are
offset in an angelic face, which belies his truly mischevious nature. He's
lean and athletic with the small pudginess of the pubescent boy. His muscles
are rounded not chisled -- yet. He speaks in a moderate treble so you know
that something is happening down below, even before you see his thick 3" penis
hanging between his slim legs. His balls are tightly held to his crotch but
that penis -- it's huge and absolutely hairless. It only gets larger as it
erects to it's full five inch length and points up at a 45 degree angle. Not
bad, for a twelve year old. He's swimming in his back yard -- naked and
carefree. His high fence protects him from the neighbors view --- and what a
view. Every so often he reaches down and strokes or tickles himself; splashing
in the water -- running round the yard --jumping up and down, penis slapping
his belly and thighs. He goes over to the big picture window into the family
room -- at this time of day it almost looks like a mirror. He struts and
scampers in front of it watching his muscles flex and his penis bounce around.
He stands still and pulls his arms up to flex. There is something there on
those biceps -- quite a strong future. There is also strength in his erection.
It is a powerful and massive penis, way before it's time. Soon he'll grow into
it but for now, on his smallish body, it is an incredibly joyful  sight. He
stares -- he caresses. He strokes lightly. His eyes close for a second as the
beginnings of good feelings wash over his maturing body. His stroke is heavier
now. He opens his eyes and stares at his dick -- his hand sliding up and down
-- the movement of his tight little balls. He strokes harder. He moans and his
knees grow weaker. He is pumping; his hand running along the length of his
five incher -- his hand barely can fit around this thick post of a penis. The
other hand wanders to the bottom of his ball sack and tickles and pulls and
caresses as his other hand gains momentum and he pounds his penis shaft.
Breath comes shallowly as all of his concentration is on his pubescent cock.
His hips buck, occasionally, almost uncontrollably as his orgasm nears. His
little body is tense -- all muscles are flexing in his determination to get a
great cum. His back arches, his hand flies along, his knees buckle and his
dick spurts several small streams of cum. His head hangs lower -- his hands
slow and stroke gently, coaxing out the last drops of milky fluid. He sinks to
his knees, panting, ready to relax, feeling high and fulfilled. Seeing
someone's shadow behind the glass window! He panics and runs for his speedo.
He puts it on, but his shrinking dick still hangs out the top a little as
someone emerges from the house -- laughing. He fixes himself before he knows
that it is only Shea from next door. What's that in his hand? It's a
camcorder. 
	Shea says, "Shit, you're a real jerk off artist!"
	"Shit, Shea -- you really scared me. What's that?
	"It's a cam corder, dummy."
	"Whatcha gonna do?"
	"It's what I already did!"
	"You didn't!?!"
	"Make a bet?"
	"You little butt munch!"
	"Wanna see how it turned out? I do!"
	"Sure!"
Now, Shea is about one month older than Logan and is a good four inches taller
and already speaks in more of a tenor voice, so we definately know that he is
past pubescense and into adolescence. These boys are best friends. 
They hurry inside and pop the tape in the vcr. Shea pulls off his shirt. 
	"Whatcha doin', Shea?"
	"Gettin' ready! I'm hot!"
	"You mean, you like what I was doin'?"
	"Shit, yeah!"
	"I thought I was the only one."
	"Everybody does it -- but not half as well as you just now. I
almost creamed my jeans. Here it is!"
	They watch. Logan's hand goes to his speedo and strokes the outside
of the fabric. Shea's hand runs over his nipples and down his stomach and
undoes his belt.
	"God, you're good, Logan!"
	"Yeah, I guess I am."
Logan pulls off his suit and plays with his dick as  it erects rapidly. Shea
looks over.
	"Logan, you're huge. I wish I was as big."
Logan smiles and laughs a little laugh. Shea undoes his belt and stands up.
	"Look at you! You're a real stud!"
	"And you're a great camera man."
Shea lets his pants fall to the floor and his briefs are poking out in front
quite a ways.
	Logan asks, "I thought you said that you wished you were as big as
I am" 
	"I do"
	"What's that thing -- a tent pole?"
While stroking his own penis Logan steps over to Shea and pulls his briefs
off.
	"Shit, look at that! It's all hairy!"
	"But it's still not as long as yours -- or as thick."
	"Maybe, but that's a great cock!"
Shea's hand runs over his penis and it lengthens to a slim four and a half
inches.A nice patch of hair sits on top of his now, ramrod straight dick. His
developing muscles are quite a sight. He has a lovely smooth body with pecs
that are starting to stand out. His dark hair accents his deeply tanned body.
His balls hang lower than Logan's. 
 They are both stroking well now and Shea has problems keeping his eyes open
to watch the video he is so intent on his own dick. Logan is not watching the
video, he is watching Shea. He comes over to Shea's side and they stand hip to
hip and stroke furiously as the video gets to the part where Logan is about to
shoot. Logan shoots his wad in the video and Shea explodes all over the rug in
big gobs of creamy cum.
	"God, man, look at that fountain. I can't do that much!"
	"I -- God -- it's  -- still -- drivin' me -- crazy!"
Shea collapses at Logan's feet just as Logan lets his second load fly in less
that 20 minutes. So, Shea gets it on both sides, he is laying in his own
puddles of cum and Logan is gizzing all over Logan's lanky, naked body. The
video screen has turned to blue and the two boys are collapsed in a heap, or
more accurately, side by side. Hands still stroking now shrinking penises.
Breathing coming back to normal. Smiling contented smiles and looking at each
other in deep satisfaction.