Show Me, part 1
It was the summer that would change my life forever. For the better, of course. The day it first happened was one that would set everything in place for what was to come in the years following this day. I was sweating big time that day. I was outside playing in the backyard all by my lonesome but soon on the brink of boredom. Trying to keep cool, I was hiding in the comfort of shade under a group of trees. But it wasn’t doing much there since it was just as hot in the sun.
All I was wearing that time was just a pair of shorts. I had already taken everything else off as to not sweat so much. And no, I was not wearing any underwear either. The shorts that I had on were those little kid kind where if they moved a certain way or spread your legs wide when a kid was sitting, you would be able to see what treasure the kid was hiding. And with these shorts, the legs were loose enough where it would all hang out, and with me, it would all show when I sat a certain way and such.
Other than I, there was only one other person home at the time. Where everyone else was that day, I do not know. Hiding in the comfort of the house was Ted. He was the oldest of four kids that lived there. My little bro was even gone with our foster parents. Which made Ted our foster brother. He was fifteen at the time while I was only seven. With a plain view to the entire backyard, I am sure he was watching me at times.
Around midday, he called for me to come inside the house. So I gathered up my shoes, socks and t-shirt and headed barefoot for the house. It was perhaps a good two-minute walk if I took my time, and in a way I was taking my time getting to the backdoor.
When I entered the house, he was waiting for me in the kitchen. The backdoor entered through the kitchen. He was standing at the sink with a glass of water, which he walked over to me and handed to me. He took my shoes, shirt and socks from me and set them down by my feet. I drank the water down and handed it back to him.
The one thing that I noticed about right away Ted was that he was wearing only a towel around his waist and nothing else. So I figured that he too was hot since it was cool in the house that I soon noticed as well. After I handed the glass back to him, he told me to go to the living room and watch tv for a while. And so I did. I sat on the floor at the far corner of the living room against the wall. It wasn’t too far from the couch where Ted would plop himself.
To my left, was a staircase to go upstairs. To my right was the doorway to the laundry room, the bathroom, and then the foster parents bedroom, all in that order. Ted soon came into the living room and sat on the couch. Some show was on which I really wasn’t paying attention to, but still was watching it. We talked some during the show and during the commercials about anything really. Then it was all quiet again.
Some time had gone by with silence. Probably a good ten minutes maybe a little longer. Then he finally spoke up.
“Are you hot anymore?”
“Yeah.”
“I see you’re not sweating as much anymore.”
“Nope. Why do you have only a towel on?”
“Well, because I got a little warm and was going to take a shower to cool off but then I decided that I didn’t want to. So I kept the towel on instead to try and keep cool.”
“Oh, ok.”
Little did I know what he had in store for me though.
“I got an idea though to make you cool down some if you want to.”
“Like what?” I respond back right away.
“Well… you can take your shorts off and go naked for awhile if you want to. And if you do it, I’ll take this towel off so you can see me too. Then we can both be cooler. Do you want to do it?”
“Ok.”
“Good, come up here by me and then you can take them off.”
I get up and walk towards him. I get within a few feet of him. Just as I as hook my fingers into the waistband of my shorts, he tells me to stop.
“Let me do that for you instead.” he says with a smile.
I pull my fingers out as his slide in. In one swift motion, down go my shorts. I step out of them as he pulls them away from my feet. He smiles as his eyes lock onto my little boy toy. Being that it’s so warm, it is in its relaxed state. A long, cut, soft penis with a nut sac loose enough to notice the balls. But soon my penis takes a different form because of the cool air, slowly becoming semi-hard as it hardens and stands up some.
“That’s a nice thing you have there.”
I didn’t know how to respond to that except by saying thanks. Without saying a word, he stands up and unwraps the towel away from his body. While still standing, I catch, at almost eye level, all that he was sprouting. He was also long, perhaps five inches. Mine was about three inches, if that. His was semi-erected with a forest of dark brown hair surrounding it. Below that, a large sac with some fuzz on it as well but you could clearly make out his nuts. I could say that it looked good. And as I stood there looking at his teenage package, I realize that it was beginning to harden and lengthen some.
“See, it must really like you. It’s beginning to get bigger.” he says.
“Yeah.”
“I like how yours looks anyway.”
“I like yours too.”
My little seven-year-old penis wasn’t reacting quite yet. It was still in its semi-erect state. As his penis began to erect itself, he finally offered for us to sit down. That I did, right next to him. I looked at his erection.
“Now that we are both naked, do you want to do some more things together?”
“Like what?”
“Well, we could play a little game. One where I touch you down there for awhile and then you can try it on me. Just like the doctors do. We can pretend we’re checking each other out.”
I shrug my shoulders as if to say yes. Being a curious and adventurous kid, why not do it. A kid is asked to do something, and they might do it. Here I was wanting to do it, which seemed odd for the moment.
“Was that a yes or no?”
“Yes, I guess. Will it hurt?”
“Of course not. Do the doctors hurt it when they touch it?”
“No.”
“Alright then. I promise I won’t hurt you. Ok?”
“Ok.”
He smiles. I see his penis twitch a few times before he begins to move.
“Alright then.”
He gets up, only to soon kneel on the floor in front of me. My legs are hanging over the couch with my feet barely touching the floor. He takes my legs and pulls me towards him. My butt now rests at the edge of the couch, slightly hanging over it, as I am laid back with my head resting against the backrest. He parts my legs wide as he can get them, as they hang over the couch. My semi-erection flops over to one side waiting for the next move.
“Ok now. You ready? I’m going to touch you now.”
“I’m ready.”
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Watching his every move, his left hand rests again my leg as his right moves in. His fingers are cold at first as he takes me penis at the base. I make a grunting noise as the first hand other than my own touches me. At least the first one that I care to remember. His fingers are cool as they begin to stroke my hardening penis.
Honestly, I can say that I knew I would love this right away. He takes my penis in long slow strokes taking its entire length. All is quiet as I watch his hand stroke me to an erection. Momentarily he pulls his hand away and lets my penis stand up on its own before his fingers go back to what they started.
“Does this feel good?” he asks.
“Yes it does.”
“Good. I knew that it would. I like touching you and seeing you like this. And your thing has gotten bigger as well.”
He smiles. I smile in return. Soon his hand that was on my leg leaves. I watch as I see it move down his body. I can’t see his erected penis just yet, but I soon can tell what he is doing as I watch his arm slowly move back and forth in front of him.
For some odd reason though, I feel like I have to pee. Then I realize I do got to go.
“I have to pee now.” I tell him.
“You do?”
“Yes.”
“Alright then, let’s go together.”
He takes his hand away from his erection and mine as well before standing up. Before I even move, I can see his erection stand out from his body. All six inches or so of erected excitement. He takes both of my hands and lifts me up from the couch onto my feet. My erected boner stands up at an angle to my body and leads the way as he follows me to the bathroom.
When we get there, I stand in front of the toilet. But before I have a chance to even grab my peter and aim it, he stops me. He grabs for a foot stool which was in the linen closet and sets it next to the toilet. He kneels on it to the left of me. This puts his penis almost level with mine. His right hand soon moves over to me only to wrap his fingers around my shaft as he soon directs me to take hold of his as well. I reach over with my left hand and wrap my fingers around his enlarged shaft.
So warm that it is. I stare at it for a good amount of time as silence falls over us. I feel his penis twitch a few times as well as I can feel his pulse. He squeezes my still erect penis and strokes it a few times.
“You can go anytime you want to. I’ll hold yours while you hold mine. That way we can feel each other pee.”
No further words had to be said about that. I was aching to go, but my erection would not let me. Some time had passed though. Maybe a few minutes before finally I was able to go. My erection deflated just a little. I inhaled deeply and held my breath for a moment before I was soon pushing it out of me. I don’t think he was prepared right away though. The beginning of my stream shot to the back of the toilet before he aimed my now flowing penis into the bowl.
With that occurring I already had his penis pointed down in case. But as I looked over to his penis, I noticed that there was a wet spot at the tip. I don’t know why I did it but I squeezed his rod a little and a little more clear stuff came out. I thought that he was trying not to pee but then I noticed that it fell into the bowl as a long strand. I thought that was weird since I had not seen something like that before. But I just looked at it, not saying anything about it.
Just as I was about to finish up, I felt his penis inflate a little and soon he began to pee. I was ready for it. It hit the water with force as the sound of it echoed in the bathroom. When I stopped peeing, he just held onto me as my penis was now flaccid and done going. It took a few long seconds before he was through. He told me to shake his peter as to make the little bit that remained at the tip drip off. Then he shook mine to demonstrate and I followed suit.
He let go of my toy, and I return let go of his. He got up as did I and flushed the toilet. Leaving the foot stool where it was we went back into the living room. As I was about to make my way to the couch, he directed me to lay down in the middle of the living room floor. I sit down, legs wide spread as he kneels down between my legs.
“Remember how good it felt when I was touching you?”
“Yeah.” I reply.
“Well, I want to show you something more that will feel much better than that. Do you want to try it out?”
“What is it?”
“Instead of me touching you, I am going to put your peter into my mouth and suck on it for awhile. How does that sound?”
“I don’t know.”
“Come on. You’ll like it. I won’t bite it off or anything like that. I’ll pretend it is a Popsicle instead. You’ll love it. I promise.”
I guess he could tell what I was thinking. All of a sudden my penis began to rise all by itself without him touching it. And that set him off as well as I saw his rise as well.
“Well, I see someone might like it. Looks like your peter heard about me wanting to do it. Do you still want to try it.”
“Sure I guess.” I say as I shrug my shoulders.
“Good.” he says smiling.
And in a heart beat, he drops his mouth onto my semi-erected boy toy. A loud grunt and then a sigh of breath escapes my lips as the feeling I have never felt down there happens. My penis does an instant jerking reflex as the warmth of his mouth washes over it. Ever so slowly do I feel his tongue rub so smoothly on the underside of my erected piece of meat in his mouth.
Soon his head begins to move up and then so softly down back to the base where he started. His hands move under my butt and lift me a little as he continues sucking on my penis. My legs are spread wide, bent at the knees just resting against his arms with my feet dangling in the air inches off the ground. As his hands hold my butt, he gently squeezes them before slowly beginning to move his hands in a way to where my hips push my penis into his mouth. So basically, I was humping his mouth in the air. I didn’t mind... it was feeling good.
Maybe a good ten minutes had passed. Finally he pulls off but keeps his hands on my butt.
“How does that make you feel?”
“Very good.”
“Good, because I want to do that to you again, if you will let me.”
“Ok.”
“Is that a yes then?”
“Yes.”
Before long, he was back onto the tool that made him want me. Down deep though, I felt this weird feeling. I could not describe it but now and then it was the feeling like I had to pee. One hand though soon left my butt, only to grasp that tiny little bag under my peter. That felt very good as my erection gave another jump in his moth. He felt that I am sure since he squeezed my butt in the hand still supporting me. In his soft touch of his fingers, he slowly squeezed and caressed it.
As the intense feeling was building, for some odd reason, I reach up and try to push his head away. At first he hesitates. Then finally he pulls off.
“What’s wrong?” he asks.
“It feels like I have to pee again.”
“What if I told you that if you have to that you can do it while I am sucking on you?”
“Will you be mad about it?”
“Oh no, it’s alright. If you have to do it when I am doing that to you, just go no matter what. I will understand how you are feeling then.”
“Ok.” I say inhaling.
Sure enough, he is right back on me sucking at my erected penis while both hands hold onto my butt. The feelings are so good but I do not know what they are other than that I feel like I have to pee each time he sucks on me. Where his hands are, he is able to move his thumbs between my open legs and move them close to my little sac and rub against it. That right there, I know feels way to good.
Moments pass. Perhaps another five minutes goes by before I am really into it. All this movement of his hands making me hump his mouth, I am pretty much doing it on my own now. And as these feelings become more intense, I begin to work myself in and out of his mouth with his hands holding me for support.
Then it happens. It feels like I have to pee big time and then the feeling starts as I feel my little rod begin to jump in his mouth. My legs jump a little in the air as I let out a loud grunt followed by a sigh of breath. I feel this strong wave of pleasure move through my little body as I shake a little from it. Never have I felt something like this but I know it feels good. I feel a little more of a feeling of peeing but since he says I can go, I do.
Sure enough, as the waves of pleasure start slowing slow down, I begin to pee some as my penis still jerks in his mouth. He makes a small noise as I let loose what little I had. He swallows and then pulls off my partially erected peter as it glistens with wetness. He lowers my butt to the floor and pulls his hands out from underneath me.
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