Date: Thu, 9 Oct 2014 20:04:54 +0200
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Tosser

                              Tosser

It was summer holidays and soince my mom worked I had the whole place to
myself all day! That was just fine by me, you know, having just turned 14,
no one around in case I get into some mischieve. You never know, you can
 only hope. lol.

Anyhow, I had a good build for my age, loved working out, was 5' 7", spiked
blond hair, and oh yeah, at my age the important muscle, a 5½" dick,
which was average for my age, and which I also worked out on religously.

I took to measuring it frequently too after checking out dicks on the
Net. I had only seen virtual dicks as I was home schooled, so was very
anxious to see the real thing on somebody else. Damn straight I was.

 Anyway, another problem was that I was a bit of a loner, quite shy, with
no real friends, so I spent a lot of time on the computer, the piano and
drawing, so obviously a little lonely. Guess not much of a chance of
getting lucky, eh?

I had often heard the paper hit the door in the morning, but my mom would
go out and get it, bring it in and read it. So on the second day of my
holidays I went out onto the porch as it was such a great day, sunny and
getting hot and waited for the paper, curious as to how it was thrown so
accurately.

And boy was I glad I did! The paperboy slowed down in front of our place
and tossed the paper, and suddenly noticed me, a little surprised, so gave
me a knowing nod and a slight smile. I got a lump in my throat, one I had
never felt before as I stared at him peddling away.

OMG, was he cute, I mean people say that about me too, but I know he was
for sure. I quickly replayed the flash of him in my mind, although tall, he
looked young, was thinner than me, black bangs and although it was a quick
glimpse, it looked like his cutoffs were packed. Yes it was becoming the
first place my eyes would drop to recently.

Since I had become so intrigued with dicks recently, I tried to imagine
what was in his stuffed cutoffs and my mouth went dry as I immediately
boned up so I hurried in and up to my bedroom did a fast hand jive released
a huge satisfying load.

Oh yeah, I forget to say, that was the workout I referred to earlier, as if
you hadn`t guessed. Sound familiar? I had discovered it on the internet
about a year ago, and was pretty good at it now. You likely know, lotsa
practice, eh?

Suddenly I had an interest in reading the newspaper, which surprised my mom
who commented on it, but didn't realized it wasn't the paper I could hardly
wait for, but the tosser with those tight cutoffs that delivered it each
day.

The next day I timed it so when he slowed down and tossed, I quickly got up
and caught it just before it hit the floor, surprising him and raised my
fingers at him slightly and grinned warmly.

He smiled back and nodded as he pedalled his ass away. An ass I was curious
about too. So, I scampered upstairs and replayed that reel a few times and
enjoyed another good fisting.

The next morning, I sat on the railing and when he slowed down, I made a
catching move, so he fired the folder paper, quite accurately, obviously
experienced, and I
 reached out and caught it. He shot me a cute grin, big time now, and I
beamed back and gave him a thumbs up.

So, for the next couple days, after whacking off to his image while in bed
first thing, I would stand at the top of the the steps and catch the
paper. I finally got up the nerve and the following day, I put on my
tightest cutoffs and when he tossed the paper, I nervously waved him
towards the porch.

He stopped and got off the bike and walked up and I went down the steps and
took the paper from him. I glanced down quickly and OMG, he had on bikers
today with a regular snake down one leg. I avoided looking down again and,
trying to be cool, took the paper he handed me and said, a little nervous,
"Hey, you're really good!  I'm Lance by the way"

Jeez, he had baby blue eyes, and although he was taller than me by a couple
inches, he looked quite young, maybe 11 – 12. He didn't seem the least
bit shy as he gave a once over on my chest, paused slightly on my bulge,
and bumped my fist, grinning warmly, "Thanks, you're not bad as a catcher
either. Oh, ya, I'm
 Charles but my nic is Skip"

"I just thought... I mean... I'm not doing much" I said a little nervously,
"and am a little bored as a matter of fact, like school is out and
maybe...if you want that is...  when you're done, if you want you can come
back. I got some cold cokes and was getting ready to crack open a bag of
barbeque chips" There I just said it.

"Cool! I missed breakfast, so could us a bit of mowy" and rubbed his bare
stomach under the cut off tank top which gave me a chance for another look
down at his snake, and he gave me another fist bump, "See you in a bit
Lance"

Wow, I was almost shaking, I can't believe I did it, I'm usually too
shy. But luckily he was cool. Good thing I had whacked off this morning,
`cause I could feel that `tingle' when I looked at him, and that snake of
his. That snake, oh ya...  time to service mine again.

After doing my duty, I had time, so I decided to do a good snack for him,
and since he was hungry, and realizing I was too, I nuked three hot dogs
for him, two for me, grabbed four cokes and set it up on the table on the
porch. And, good timing, as he pulled up in a sliding stop, hit the kick
stand, and bounded up the stairs, two at time.

"Whoa! Lance, what's this? You expecting an army?"

I laughed, "No Skip, you said you hadn't eaten and I realized I hadn't, so
I whipped up a little breakfast", and it's worth doing to get a look at
your snake that's for sure.

"Bonus, you're the best! Let's dig in"

He plunked down and spread his knees, exposing his snake really well, thank
you very much. We had a good time, he was easy going, we had a lot in
common, and was surprised he had just turned 13, and I caught him a couple
times checking my
 package. Good.

We finished up, "Hey this was fun Skip! Let's do it again tomorrow, it's
the weekend, but when you come around go down the side and through the
gate, we've got a patio and I'll make a big breaky this time, barbeque some
hamburgs, sound good?"-

"Oh ya man does it ever! I'm a growing boy!" and pinched his snake and
winked!

Wow! I just about shit myself! And I winked back, and he jumped off the
porch and took off waving. I imagined that ass of his naked. This called
for a celebration, and since I'd built up enough, I was able to jack off
again and into the napkin he wiped his mouth. Whew, he's giving me a good
time, so I picked up the rest and headed in. Anxious to see what happens
tomorrow.

Shit, I was raw when I finally decided to sleep, having enjoyed him in my
hand first thing in the morning, then after he left, then after supper,
then a failry dry one moments ago, as opposed to my regular two or at most
three

The next morning I made 5 paddies, cut up tomatoes and onions, etc. and set
it all out by the grill. I was very anxious and had the grill going, the
fries I had nuked were in tin foil just off to the side to keep them
warm. Since he had worn his bikers, I put on my speedo that I posed in
front of the mirror in after I worked out this morning, maybe `speed'
things up. Get it?

Finally I heard the brakes squeal and the gate swung open and in he came,
taking one look at the bbq, our hot tub, then me.

"Hey, dude! This is great! I didn't know you had a Jacuzzi too!" and
whipped off his shirt and tossed it, then looked down at my speedo, "and
those look great!  I've seen pics before, but not the real thing", and I
couldn't believe it, and unabashedly, he reached down and ran his hand over
my bulge, "they feel like silk, you got `em filled too!" and giggled
running his fingers over my bare cheeks, "yer ass is bare too, cool" and
ran his finger down the strip in my ass. Jeez, I was swelling.

"Ya, I posed in them after my workout this morning" and smiled anxiously at
him while I did a couple quick ones.

"You work out?" he said, then felt my biceps and slowly ran his hand over
my pecs, "Nice 6 pack, maybe I could work out with you sometime?" and held
a couple poses and I felt his biceps and pecs. Oh so warm and smooth. He
was thin but wiry from his biking.

We had a lot of fun, bbq'ing and could he eat, it was hard to believe that
he wasn't fat, oh, but ya, it went to his dick, lol. At one point he was
sitting in the chair, a coke in one hand, a loaded hamburg in the other and
when he bit into it, a blob of ketchup fell out onto the head of his snake!

He looked down as he held up both hands, then looked at me, "Shit, Lance,
could you wipe my dicky for me? My hands are kinda full"

You bet I will and got a napkin and started wiping it, man it felt big and
he said, "That feels good, " then he giggled, "maybe you better wipe all of
it to make sure for now. I'll wash it before I go though". Jeez he sure is
not shy, thank god.

We finished the food and were sitting in the chairs and he said," maybe we
can go in the Jacuzzi when we're done our cokes, I've never been in one
before?"  Alright by me!

He took a final swig, looked at my poser, then looked around quickly and
stood up, "Nobody can see us, lemme try on those posers, never had one on
before"

Wow did that catch me off-guard, so quick I had no time to think and
started to bone up, and nodded and as I stood up while he worked his bikers
down and there it was! The Snake!

I couldn't believe I was doing this in front of someone, but I was so busy
staring at his cock, I had dropped my poser down and handed them to him.

He grasped his knob between his palm and fingers pulled down on it, "Man
it's good to get out of those things" and started to wiggle into the poser.

Man, his dick entrigued me, clean cut, smooth scar, no hairs, thin but
actually dangled about 5" soft with smaller nuts uptight in his bag. The
bare knob was tapered, a little bigger round at the flare than the
shaft. Gawd. Oh shit, and here I was standing naked, forgetting I was, as
he got them all the way up with a bit of trouble.

"I like your dicky, you got skin and you kept your bush! Damn I`m having
problems, my dicky's got bigger this year, it's a bit of a nuisance, can
you give me a hand to tuck it in?"

OMG would I? I was able to bend it down under his ball sac which pulled the
waistband down so his bare pubes and base of his shaft showed. A bit of his
bag stuck out the side and I felt the crack of his ass, just checking you
know. Sexy boy.

I couldn't believe I was naked and helping him fit his big cock in the
poser. We were so busy I didn't realize I had sprouted a boner and it was
waving away when he said, "You popped a stiffy, cool, nice one too" and he
gave it a push down and laughed as it sproinged back up.

Hard to realize I wasn't embarrassed but actually becoming kinda
comfortable now.  So I joined in laughing, pushing it down with my thumb
and letting it snap back up, as he asked,"Can you gmme a hand to get these
off, I`m starting to stiffy up too"

Okay fine. Finally, see it hard. I faced him and grabbed the two sides and
started to pull them down and they were sliding off his shaft as it arched
out till it reached the flair, stopped a bit and then his knob let loose
and flipped up and hit his stomach. My god, it had to be over 6" hard now!
Wow! Love it!

He put his thumb on the knob and flicked it down and it flipped back up
then put his hands on his hips as he made it bob and chuckled "Try it and
see what you think" Don't have to ask twice, so I pressed it down and it
popped up and it
 smacked again. Awsome!

"Yep, sure is big and sure is hard!"

He chuckled as he looked around again and cupped his balls as he rolled his
knob with his thumb and forefinger, "Can we get in the tub?"

Sure I said to him and turned on the jets, and we slid in and continued
chatting, submersed up to our necks, our heads back on the ledge. "Man this
is the life..." he murmured with his eyes closed.

We were quiet for a bit then he said, "Jeez, I still got a stiffy, I get
them so often recently, how about you, you still hard too?"

"Oh yeah for sure, I get them all the time too."

"You mind if I feel it again? I've never felt anyone else's before and I
like the feel of yours. You can feel mine if you like, it feels good when
you do"

God he can read my mind so we fondled each other, examining them with our
fingers, and I could feel him peel back my skin, "You're thicker than me
and I Iike the skin"

"Ya, it's fun to play with. You are longer than me though and I like the
shape of your knob"

I squeezed a little harder and as I slowly stroked he said, "Oh that feels
good, just like it does when I do it to myself too. Does yours feel good
when you do that to yours?" I nodded again, "I get them all the time now,
do you too?" I nodded, "and they last long too, do yours too?"

`Ya, but I get rid of them"

"You do? How do you do that?"

 That surprised me, "Well I toss off, like you know, whack off, jerk off?"

"Toss off? Whack...What do you mean?"

Wow this is going to be interesting, "Well it's hard to explain, so I'll
have you do me so you can see what it is like, you'll love it!"

"Wow, cool thanks!" Thanks? I should be thanking him!

I pulled myself up on the ledge and motioned him up beside me, his long
hard dick bending slightly back to his stomach and waving in excitement and
I reached over and wrapped my fist around it, man I loved the feel of it.

He stared down as I started to stroke it slowly as I squeezed. "Oh that
feels good again, better than when I do it"

"K, but I want you to do it just like that to me so you can see what
happens"

He still looked a little confused, but said, "Great, I like the feel of
yours for a change" and concentrated as he grabbed it and started, his head
cocked to the side, looking serious, biting his bottom lip as I leaned back
on my hands and in heaven.

I stared at his swollen knob, quivering away as he watched the skin slide
back and forth off my knob and I said "A little faster and squeeze harder"
and he did and I moaned softly and he stopped and looked at me concerned,
"are you okay? Am I hurting you?"

 "Oh no, just the opposite, it's awesome, just ignore any noises I make, K?
And don't stop until I say no matter what my stiffy does, even if it
squirts some stuff"

Still confused, he went back at it, and it didn't take long and I felt a
really big load uilding and was glad I didn't jerk this morning. It was
building fast as I tossed my head back, groaning louder, straightening my
legs out of the water, and started
 bucking my hips, "uugghhh... uuGggHHH... AAGGGHHHH!!!!" and I felt a huge
load hit my chest that startled Skip at first, his mouth open in wonderment
then
 realized he had stopped and he started again and several more spewed out
onto
 my stomach and pubes and I looked at him and smiled.

"Wow, Holy cow! What was that? And what's that stuff? Can I do that? Does
it feel good?"

"Whoa! One at a time!" as I scooped some off my chest and licked my fingers
and squeezed down my shaft, forcing the last dregs out of my foreskin.

He scooped some up and tasted it too, then shrugged as I stated to explain,
"That is
 masturbation, tossing off, whacking off, jacking off and that stuff is
semen,
 or cum and you shoot that in a woman's pussy and make babies and it's
called
 fucking. And yes you can do it now that you have that big dicky and you'll
be
 glad you have a big one now. And yes, it feels good, like fucking great!
Now
 lean back on your hands, I have work to do, I'm going to blow your mind!"

He was all grins as he leaned back on his hands in expectation, his long
dick quivering in anticipation, and I grabbed it. God I loved this thing,
the hard feel, the length, the big knob and I started on it as he relaxed
back, eyes closed, a broad smile forming on his face.

I rolled his balls in my hand and tugged on his bag. I loved the feel of
his slightly curved shaft, thinner with more ribs than mine, and I licked
my thumb and it rubbed the side of the flare on his big tapered knob each
time I stroked.

He started fidgeting and rolling his head as he gasped. A good
start. "Ohhh...  uhhh... OOHHH...UUHHHHH... Uhhh ... AAHHHUUUU!!!" he
groaned, "I'm..  gonna... piss..."

"No you're not, when you feel like it just let it go, a really, really good
piss, trust me"

He started tossing his head back and forth, groaning louder, straightening
his legs and kicking in the water, then suddenly gasped,
"AAAA... GGGGHHH...  HHHHHHHHUUUUUU!!!and held his legs straight out, toes
pointed, then snapped his head up and quickly rose up off his hands and
bent over, dropping his head down, bucking his hips, then spewed a nice
streamer of virgin boycumm that spiralled up onto this stomach and he
jerked his hips a couple more times, the dwindling loads pulsing out, then
he relaxed, his head still dropped and was breathing hard.

After a couple moments he lazily opened his eyes and looked down at his
stomach, "WOW! Was that freaky! I saw stars! Sparks! Crazy! Is that my
stuff?" and reached down and scooped up some on his finger and tasted it
and I joined him.

`Hmmm, not bad, a little runnier than yours" and he watched as I squeezed
up his thin shaft and wiped the last load off his knob, which made him
shudder, and licked it off my fingers. I love the stuff.

"Can we do that again? It was awesome!" he asked as he played with his
drooping dick.

That broke me up and he looked at me frowning, "Hey Skip, sorry, we all ask
that after our first toss, and I know why you are asking, I didn't know
myself first time but I tried with no luck/. Your balls have to build up
some fresh cumm, it usually takes a few hours, but I have cheated and got a
small one after about an hour."

He looked a little disappointed, then cheered up, "Can I cme back tomorrow
afternoon and you can toss me off again and I can toss you?"

"Oh for su..." I went to reply and broke out again, and it reallly confused
him, so I finally stopped and, teary eyed, said, "Sorry again Skip, I just
thought of something funny, you're a good tosser with the paper, right?"
and he nodded, "and now you'rde a good tosser with my cock. well?"

He thought for a minute, then he broke up, "Yeah you're right, my new nic
is Tosser!"

With that we slid into the tub and soaked the cumm off, absently playing
with each others' floppies till he sat up quickly, "Shit, I gotta go,
'sposed to go shopping with my mom"

We got out of tub and laughed at our shrivellers and got dressed and I
walked him to the gate, "I'm gonna whack off tonight in bed, you should try
it, but not in the morning like I usually do, I wanna save it up for you to
toss"

As he headed throught the gate I said, "See you in the morning Tosser!" and
he chuckled, giving me a thumbs up.

Oh Boy, all of a sudden a freind, a naked freind who I had whacked off, a
first time for him and me and a freind that had tossed me off another first
time for him amd me.

Tosser, yes Tosser. Boy it was every hour or so that memories of Skip gave
me pleasure, till I fnally started drifting off, Skip, AKA Tosser now in my
hand, on my stomach, and on my mind....


Dickydoo2@gmx.com
DD

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