Date: Thu, 5 Feb 2015 02:13:54 +0100 From: dickydoo2@gmx.com Subject: Wheelie Boy 9 Wheelie Boy 9 Lunch Treats Awesome Wardrobe Shower Tease The next morning at recess we went to the gym again and Timmy was sitting on his hands rocking back and forth, and when he saw us he got that big grin on his face, waved at us and scampered over, quite happy to see us. I was bouncing the ball up and down in my hand as I asked him if he wanted to stand beside Winn and catch the ball he missed it. He nodded excitedly and followed Winn to the throw line. When I was close to them I purposely lobbed the ball lightly to him and when he held his arms up, the ball hit him on the chest and he didn't grab it fast enough so it bounced down on to the floor. He looked down at the floor a little dejected and Winn spoke up, "Hey, that's OK Tim, it was your first-time. Shoot, it took me 3 times. Remember what I said, practice makes perfect! Try it again Brett" I tossed it again and he just missed it by a bit, but he was getting quicker. He frowned and I tossed another one and he clasped it to his chest and held it. Boy that big grin spread across his face again and Winn clapped, "See, I told you Timmy, you can only get better now!" We continued and I tossed him a half-dozen and I was close enough that he caught them all but one. The bell rang and he grinned and said a little bolder, "Th... that was a lot of fun guys! May... maybe I can do it another time?" "You bet your butt Tim" Winnie reassured him as he stuck out his fist and I could tell Tim liked the acknowledgment by the grin he got when he bumped his new friend back. We went to class and at noon headed back to the gym again for some practice, and of course Timmy gave a little wave as he grinned. When we sat down beside him and opened our lunches, I noticed him give them a long look and when I asked him if he was eating he answered, "Er... ye..yes, I already ha... have" and looked away, a little nervous, and I when I caught Win's eye, he gave me a slight nod. I `accidently' knocked the ball and when it rolled away I asked him if he could get it for us and as he happily chased it down, I turned to Winn, "You know, he never had any lunch, he was embarrassed, so he just said he had. Let's share, K?" and he nodded. He came back and sat back down with us, glancing at our food. So when I took out a sandwich, I looked a little disappointed and shook my head, "Darn, my mom knows I don't like ham sandwiches" and looked at Tim, "hey could you handle another sandwich TimBob? I hate to throw it out." Boy did his eyes brighten, "Er... I su... suppose I could fo... force one down" and shot me that freckled, cheek dimpling grin. I gave it to him and he started to really go at it, then suddenly realized how it looked so he slowed down. Winn took out a baggie of mini carrots and shook his head, "Hey. Me too. Mom has put these in every day" and tossed them to Tim, "help me out too Timmy, my mom would crown me if I threw 'em away" Again he tried not to show his excitement, so I said, "I'm full, and I got a muffin left, so I'm gonna give it to you as a reward for saving my butt with the sandwich" and boy was he having a feast as Winn tossed him a Jell-O, cursing that it was orange. Winn winked at me when Tim rubbed his tummy and licked his lips, "Jeez guys, th... thanks for the extra lu... lunch, I thought I was too full from mine" a bit of a face saver. He was having a ball with his new friends, as were we. I noticed he rested his hand on Winn's shoulder or arm every chance he had and occasionally checked out the bulge in Winn's shorts. About 15 minutes before the bell, Winn said "I have to go to the washroom before class, you want to help me Brett?" Trying not to smile, I repled "Sure I'll give you a hand!" Timmy seemed a little disappointed to have to leave us as we said goodbye, and I pushed the wheelchair down and into the handicapped washroom. "Let's make it a quickie `lunch' and see who squirts first, grab me some paper towels please" and he had his boner pulled out his fly by the time I handed them to him. As I pulled mine out my fly I watched him take one, fold it a certain way, tear a bit off and when he opened it, it had a hole in the middle. He slid it down so his cock stuck out the hole and he put the other two on either side. I stood beside him, facing him so we could watch each other spurt. He grinned, "Ready... set... JERK!" and we went at it, heads tipped, lips bit, our hands a literal blur as we pounded away on our meat. I mean this was some serious competitive tossing, so it was only a matter of a minute or so before he let out his cumm cry, jerking his head forward to watch a streamer spew up about 5 inches and fall back on his fist and the towels. His eyes were level with my spurt gun when he turned to watch me spit a couple good wads past him and onto the floor. "I win! Lemme clean your gun for you" so I turned as it started wilting, the hoody closing and he grabbed it, sucked the dregs out the pucker then peeled it back and made me flinch when he sucked the plum. He offered me his dripping fist so I had a couple tastes, then he pulled the towel off his sagger and crushed the others with it and tossed them at the waste bin for a second win. We zipped up and headed back to our home room, a satisfied look on our faces. We had another practice during afternoon recess and Tim helped out again, and since there was no gym today, after class Tim was waiting out front. He walked us to the curb and when Bob pulled up he said, "Oh oh, looks like triple trouble!" Winn replied quickly "Bob, I'd like you to meet our new teammate Tim. Couldn't get along without him now" Tim looked down self-consciously and Bob stuck his hand out and said "Pleased to meetcha Tim. Can you keep these guys under control?" Timmy blushed slightly as he looked down again, then looked up, and noddimg his head quickly with that great big grin on his face, took Bob's hand and shook it which caught Bob offguard and he broke out laughing as he tussled Tim' hair. "Hey you guys, I just thought, you want to come back to my place and play on my computer for a while? I know you like computers Tim, and maybe we can talk my mom out of some food" "Tha... that would be great! M... my mom works till 8 and all we have right now is peanut butter till the check comes in. Yuk." So we climbed in and Timmy enjoyed the ride, commenting several times how he felt it was a limousine. We arrived at Winn's and he rolled up and into the house. "Mom!" he yelled, "I've got some friends for dinner if you don't mind!" "No sweetie, I don't mind" she said as she came around the corner. "Hi Brett! And who is this good-looking boy?" "Tim, my new teammate. He's the ball handler and he's really interested in computers so I want to show him mine." She put her hand out and he blushed when he shook it, "Pleased to meet you Tim. Have fun with these rascals, and keep them in line. I'll call you when dinner's ready. Hope you're hungry" and his eyes brightened up as we headed into Winn's room. "Th... this is fantastic!" Tim said as he surveyed the room, "you have your own room! I sleep on the bed in the corner of my mom's room. A... and look at your computer! Wo...wowzer!" Winn told him to turn it on and he quickly sat down, ignoring us and fired it up, obviously in his own environment. Winn give me a warm grin and a thumbs up, so I nodded, feeling so good to see him excited and enjoying himself. He put on a CD and Timmy swung around and looked at the stereo wide-eyed, "You have your own st... stereo too!" He turned back and we watched him for a while as his fingers flew around the keys and he sure was in his glory. Winn rolled up beside him and put his arm over Tim's shoulder and leaned in closer to the monitor, "And where did you learn to type so much faster than me, and know what to do on this machine buddy boy? "I go to th... the library every chance I g... get" and proudly grinned over at Winn and patted Winn's bony knee. They were really enjoying each other's' company. "Brett, I hate to bother you but I need to go to the washroom" he said to me with a sly grin on his face. "Okay" I replied looking at the swelling in his shorts and winked as I pushed him into the bathroom and locked the door. He quickly unzipped his shorts then pressed his hands down on the chair arms, lifting his butt off the seat, so I pulled his briefs and shorts down onto his thighs and his big cock snapped up, the bare knob swollen and angry red and he dropped back on to the chair, his rigid rod bobbing. I stood back with one arm across my waist, cupping the elbow of my other arm as I rubbed my chin, nodding, assessing the situation. He frowned for a moment, then wrapped his fist around his blipping cock, and rubbing his thumb along the flare of his knob, and said up to me, "Hey biotch! C'mon, I wanna peel that juicy plum of yours and have a good taste again, I got the munchies." I grinned, moved back beside him, and he quickly had my pants combo down to my thighs, my throbber whipping up and ready. His brow rose as he looked up at me and grinning, licked his lips, as he pinched the skin on my hard shaft and slowly slid it down. He always loved the way it rolled out and how glossy it was. "Oh boy, so shiny, I like lotsa syrup on my sundae and I like a lotsa sweats on my treats" and he ran his tongue up the underside, making me grasp his head as usual, then snapped his lips on my shaft and as he suckled my knob, he pumped my bag like it was a syringe. Recently I found I my loads were a good size, my balls were already topped up from `lunch', and I was quick, so his head jerked back in surprise when I rewarded him with a gagging, knee bending, shudder cumm down his throat. As he pulled off, a couple meagre wads spit onto his chin. His cock was blipping madly away as he smiled up at me, licking his lips as he wiped his chin, "Man, what a mother load! A super liquid launch! Now get on my aching cock and start sucking me and see if I can match you, cumm for cumm, biotch!" When I started by teasing his dry knob, he grabbed my head, then I engulfed that swollen orb, really enjoying how thick his shaft was in my pinched lips as it slid down my tongue. Since his big set of balls rested on the chair, I put both hands on his naked hips and started to bob my head, giving him some serious suck/sliders. I loved the scent of the hormone infused sweat drifting up from his curly pubes and tight nutsac. He head was bent over, his fingers raking through my hair and he stated gasping as his hips started bouncing from him starting to pinch his ass cheeks, and I think he was matching me from the feel of the first stringer that streamed down my tongue and smacked the back of my throat. He choke/gasped each time he spurted a couple smaller ones. I pulled off and he dropped his head back as he relaxed, "Fuck! You're the best! Wadda load!" and gave me a questioning look, so I replied, "Yepper, you matched me, cumm for cumm" and he sang, "Cummed, with a little help from my friend`s... lips!" Always the character. We wiped up any evidence there was and headed out and Timmy was still locked onto the computer. He was so involved, I don't know think he noticed how long we were gone. So we watched a bit, then I took my turn as they looked on. After a bit, Winn asked, "Hey Tim, these shorts are uncomfortable, you think you could give me a hand changing them? Brett usually helps me but he's busy" and Tim looked a little embarrassed at first then agreed. Winn wheeled over and grabbed a baggy pair that he had just bought, pulled the tag off and put them on the arm of his chair. He put his arms on the wheelchair's arms and lifted his butt slightly, "Okay Tim, pull them off." Tim hesitated at first then undid the fly and pulled them down, staring at the long bulge in Winn's underwear. Winn sat back and lifted his feet and Tim pulled them off and Winn kept his feet up as Tim slid the new ones on. Winn lifted himself again and the new ones had an elastic waistband which caught on Winn's cock in the underwear and it bulged up as Tim tried to pull them up over his hips. "Push that damn thing down" Winn said, half grinning, and Tim gently grasped the shaft and pushed it down and slid the waistband up over it. "Thanks Tim, I appreciate that" Winn said as he sat back and adjusted the crotch. Timmy looked like he appreciated it too. "Th... that's OK Wi... Winn, I don't mind at all." Timmy answered modestly as he unconsciously ran his wrist down the front of his baggy pants a couple of times. "Hey Timmy, I have a pair of shorts that are too small for me that should fit you. Try them on," Winnie said and wheeled over to his bureau pulled out a pair of cutoffs he had obviously never worn and handed them to Timmy. He started for the washroom, then stopped, more than likely realizing Winn had changed in front of him so he turned away modestly and dropped his baggy pants. He was wearing a pair of loose briefs with a safety pin making the waistband smaller and they were well worn with holes and a little stained. Winn reached in and pulled out a new pair of briefs, "Wait a minute Tim, put these on too. My mom bought them for me and they're too small. Mothers..." and tossed them to Tim. He took off his shabby shoes and odd socks then dropped his old underwear, stepped out of them and pulled up his new ones. His legs were smooth, not real muscular and he had a nice set of smooth and tight buns which he pinched a couple times. We were staring, and Winn looked at me and raised his eyebrows and I raised mine back. He wiggled the shorts on as they were a little tight, showing off his buns nicely and he seemed to be struggling to do the front as he worked away, then turned around and smiled bashfully at us. OMG! They were tight and he had a nice bulge bending down under! I could see why he had trouble fitting it in! He seemed a little embarrassed as he ran his hands down his hips and patted the bulge. "Th... they seem a little tight" he said shyly, "it k... kinda makes this... m... my... you know... show" and giggled. "Oh no, "Winn blurted out, "no that's okay they look really good and you know if you got it, and if it shows, you gotta flaunt it!" and giggled back as he banged his, and I nodded my head rapidly in agreement. He relaxed, a little more comfortable, and grinned as he gave his snake another pat "Th... they are really awesome Winnie!" and he ran his hands up and down on his hips again, "th... thanks a lot! I don't get very much new stuff, and th... these are S... SUPER great!" Winn reached into the drawer and pulled out a handful of T-shirts, "Tell you what, my mom bought me these because I'm shooting the basketball, like I'm the star player or something, but I think we should put them on as team shirts" and tossed one to Timmy and Timmy quickly took his shirt off. He only had a couple hairs in each arm pit and a large chest for a small guy, very smooth and white. The shirts were baggy and had a basketball with a Nike sign above it and Tim and I put ours on, but Winn was having some problems. Winn asked Tim to help him again and Tim answered "Su... sure Winn, you bet b... buddy!" and raced over. The shirt was caught behind Winn and he leaned forward and rose slightly and Timmy pulled it up and over his head, "Y... you have big muscles Winn!" Timmy said admiringly so Winn flexed his muscles and held his arms up, "You think? Feel them if you want," and didn't have to ask twice. Timmy reached over and squeezed the bicep and tenderly ran his fingers down the huge pecs and slowly over the tight six-pack. I figured Winn would be starting to get hard about now. "B... boy they're hard, I betcha you're really strong!" Tim said as Winn stared at the crotch before his face. "Not bad, watch..." and from the several on the shelf beside him, he picked one bent 2 ft. length of 3/8 inch bar stock and put the curve on his wheelchair arm and strained it out. Then he held it out in front of him at arm's length and bent it back into a U. Timmy and I both said "WOW!" at the same time. "I do that to keep fit" and held his arms up, "remember these are both my arms 'and' my legs!" Tim was stroking Winnie's arm tenderly when Winn's mother hollered that dinner was ready and Timmy said he had to use the washroom first and went into the bathroom and closed the door. We waited and when he came out he pushed Winnie at a fast pace into the kitchen. "Well boys, don't you look nice and you're wearing team shirts!" his mom said cheerily, "are those your old shorts Winnie? They fit him so well, why don't you give him the other pair of jeans that don't fit you anymore and the three shirts that are too small for you. You don't mind Tim? It would save me a trip to the Goodwill." Tim broke out in his big grin and pushed his big glasses up, "Th...that would be great! Th...thank you ma'am" We sat down to a hot chicken dinner and Timmy finished his plate before us and asked timidly, " C... could I have some more please, it's delicious!" "Sure! There's lots!" Winnie said and passed him the bowls as Timmy loaded his plate up for another round. "Finish it up, you're growing boys, but leave a little room for dessert, it's hot apple pie and ice cream " Winnie's mother told us in her motherly tone. Timmy's eyes bulged behind his those glasses. I could tell that Winnie's mother was impressed with Tim's politeness and all his please and thank you's. Winnie and I had a little more as Tim finished and wiped his plate clean with a slice of bread. I don't think it needed to be washed! Winnie's mom set the pie down on the table and cut a slice for Winnie and me and one almost twice as big for Tim and dropped two scoops of ice cream on ours and three on Timmy's. He thanked her and proceeded to devour the pile. We finished and Tim gathered our plates and took them to the sink and turned on the water. "Oh Timmy, that's nice but you can leave them dear, I don't want you to give Winfred any ideas, so go and have some fun." She gave Winnie a firm look, and he rolled his eyes at me and Timmy. He thanked her again and told her it was delicious, the best he had in a long time and she patted him on the head and told him he was welcome anytime. We went back and Winnie took a turn at the game on the computer. He played a bit then reached down and ran his hand along Tim's bare leg and Tim asked him how he liked the shorts. "I... I love them Winnie, thanks again" and placed his hand on Winnie's leg and left it there, peeking at Winnie's crotch, as Winnie continued with the game. When Winnie would make a kill, Tim would squeeze and rub his bony leg. Winnie pushed himself back from the computer and said, "I have to go to the bathroom after that big meal, you take over Tim" and turned around and I pushed him to the bathroom while Tim moved his chair over in front of the computer and tapped away. We went into the bathroom and as I locked the door, he banged his bulge, "Shit man, he makes me so horny, when he was naked, did you see those tight buns and that snake in his new shorts? Wow! And then when he ran his hand on my bare leg I thought I would blow my load. It's been a couple hours so I got some built up and I need a fast blowjob, do me first this time" Since it was a quickie and nothing fancy, I just pulled his cock out and sucked him off. Although you may not have a full tank, the cumm is sometimes more intense, right? And his cummy shiver dance proved it as was the small load wad he fired. And likewise it was the same for me as I stood beside him, firing a smaller load with a more titillating orgasm. Timmy was still pounding away and when he saw us, he said, "It's your turn Brett" and I took my place. He looked at Winnie nervously and said, "I... I have to go home soon, and I w... was wondering if maybe, before I go maybe, I could ha... have a shower? We don't have one at home and it would be k... kinda fun" "No problem" Winnie said, "take all the time you want, there's fresh towels under the sink and if you want me to scrub your back just give me a holler!" Timmy blushed and hesitated and then responded, "N... no that's OK thanks, b... but maybe another time K?" giggling as he scooted in and pushed the door back which didn't shut completely. We heard the water splash as he took a mean piss, then the rustle of clothes, then some mumbling and clicking sounds. He opened the door slightly and yelled, "B... Brett, can you c...come in and show me how to work the shower?" (No problem there!) Winnie looked at me with raised eyebrows and I jaunted over and pushed the door open all the way and left it that way. He was naked and hunched over slightly and covering himself with both hands "I'm sorry Br... Brett, I'm so stupid" "No you are definitely not Tim, you're just not used to it, I'll show you. I had trouble first time too" and I reached in as he looked over my shoulder and showed him, "Now you try it" and as he reached down with one hand to try it, I noticed a little of his pucker and a big set of nuts hanging down under the fingers of his other hand covering his crotch. "Th... Thanks Brett" he said as he took his glasses off and stepped under the water and I paused for a moment admiring his naked back. I was tempted to wait till he turned around, but went out and joined Winnie who was sitting at the computer watching the bathroom door. "Jeez, he was naked again, did you see his dick?" he asked anxiously. "Naw, he was trying to cover himself but his hoody tip and balls were hanging down and they're really big for sure" "Wow, he's got a hoody and carrying a good load! Makes me hungry. Well maybe I'll get lucky next time and shampoo his hair, scrub his back, wash his cute cheeks, suck his cock, or anything else he needs" he said as he rubbed his crotch and cackled. We heard the water splashing and his humming for quite a while and then it stopped. I peeked through the crack of the door and he was bent over with his feet spread drying his legs and I could see his big nuts hanging down and pink hole between his tight cheeks. I was hoping he would turn around but he started pulling his underwear and shorts on so I went back to Winnie. The door opened and Timmy came strutting out. Goodness, he looked different! I didn't realize he was a bit dirty, but now his smooth skin was white and his wet hair was combed and parted and he walked proudly feeling good in his new clean clothes. Even his glasses were shiny. "Wow!" Winnie exclaimed, "you look fantastic!" "Well I feel fa... fantastic thanks to you Winnie my... b...best friend" and he walked over, bent down and gave Winnie an uncomfortable hug which Winnie responded to. Winnie's eyes were a little moist as he spun around and headed to the bureau and dug out some clothes saying, "Better get these clothes together for you little buddy before you leave, and oh, you can have my old Adidas backpack, I've got a new one" and Tim's eyes bulged when he saw it. Winn pulled the clothes his mother mentioned out of a separate drawer and put them in the bag saying, "I've got some socks here that are too small for me too, try them on. I don't actually wear socks out you know" and cackling tossed several pairs to Timmy. He pulled them on as Winnie tossed him a pair of Nike runners, "See if they fit too, they're liked new, believe me they don't have any miles on them!" and he laughed as he banged his hands on the arms of his wheelchair. Timmy put them on quickly and walked around like people do in a shoe store, looking at them in the full-length mirror on the back of the closet all excited, "J...jeez Winnie, th...these are really neat! And they fit perfect!" "That's good Tim, they look real rad on you" and he put another pair of socks in the bag "You want me to pack your old clothes in too?" "No, b... burn them!" he said laughing and strutted around some more in his new outfit, admiring himself in the mirror. More than likely the first time he ever did that. He gave the bulge a little pat then turned and looked over his shoulder and ran his hands over his tight buns and grinned at us in the mirror then turned to us "Well my mom will really be s... surprised! She may not recognize me! You know she works so h... hard and would like to dress me better but can't afford it b... but will understand when I tell her that you outgrew them. She is very p... proud and doesn't like ch... charity. I know she will be happy for me and that m... makes me happy too!" "Well I guess I'd better get going" I said and Timmy agreed and grabbed his bag of new clothes and took his books out of the tattered plastic grocery bag that he carried those in and put them in too. I picked up my backpack and Winnie rolled ahead of us to the front door . "J... just a minute guys" Tim said and stuck his head into the kitchen, "thanks Mrs. Cr... Crawford for that wonderful dinner and these gr... great clothes!" "Oh that's OK Timothy, I'm only so glad that somebody can wear them, especially a nice boy like you. Be sure you come back again now, don't be a stranger, OK" she sang out and Tim caught up with us on the porch. Winnie gave us high fives as we trotted down the stairs and went out to the street. We turned and waved at him sitting on the porch in his wheelchair and he waved back. I walked with Timmy and chatted. "That was a fantastic time Brett. You guys are the b... best. You know, Winnie's just like us, except he has wheels rather the legs. And look at these clothes, aren't they awesome! I don't know how I can ever repay him." I looked down at him, the top of his head being at eye level, and told him, "I don't think Winnie expects you to repay him, because your being his friend is payment enough, and that's all that counts" We walked a couple more blocks and he told me how much fun it was on the computer and how much he liked studying nature and practicing basketball with us now. "You know, it's too bad he can't compete with the other boys doing free-throws, or if they had something that just requires strong arms. Jeez, they're so strong, I loved rubbing them and I think he would beat everybody. He's good." Then he put his fingers to his lips and tittered, "And don't tell him, but I really wanted him to scrub my back tonight!" Wait till Winnie hears that! We reached the intersection where we had to split and I told him I'd see him tomorrow and headed down the street as he stood there. I looked back and gave him a wave and he waved back, a wonderful grin on his face then he turned and headed home in his new Nike's. He was such a great kid and I was so happy for both him and Winn, but also, something he said stuck in my mind, `... if they had something that just requires strong arms... he would beat everybody... ' What a great night! Dickydoo2@gmx.com Donate yet? C'mon now... I'll write another chapter, lol...