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My Sexual Awakening---a memoir

It was 34 years ago that I had my first sexual encounter, and it started me on a path that made me the slut I am. My parents werent real wealthy. We always had enough to eat and a place to live, but things like extra clothes and other things just werent available. In the summer i usually had nothing else to wear other than some really old cutoffs that were really tite and short from having been washed and frayed so many times. They were so short that my little butt cheeks showed in the back and the front almost didnt cover my little dick and balls. In order to save money, I didnt get my hair cut, so it was usually shoulder length and a little bleached out from being in the sun all the time. I didnt have a lot of friends at the time, all the other k**s in neighborhood all got to go to the city pool or summer camp. I was maybe 4'10" and maybe 90 pounds, so I wasnt going to be playing baseball or any other sports, so I mostly just hung around the neighborhood. I did have a hand me down bicycle that I got from a cousin that had outgrown it, so I rode it quite a bit which made my legs and ass a little more round and toned than normal for a skinny little thing like i was and I was really darkly tanned from being outside shirtless so much.
I was riding my bike down the street wearing nothing but my well-worn shorts and I heard one of the older guys down the street. "Hey you, come here" he yelled at me, and I rode over to in front of the house his family had just moved into a week and a half ago where he was sitting on the front steps, smoking a weird looking cigarette. "I seen ya riding around out here the last few days, anyplace good to go hang out around here?" and he took a real long puff from his cigarette. He was a tallish guy, around 5"10 and probably 185 pounds, he also had longish hair and was wearing jeans and a black rock band t-shirt
"No not really" I said, "Theres a city pool like 5 blocks that way, but I dont have any money to go, and its all just a bunch of the other guys trying to show off for the girls there. Its not much fun anyway"
"So, do you smoke?" he asked, taking another puff on the skinny wrinkly cig.
"No, I took one of dads cigarettes once, but it made me cough and I got sick from it. Yuck"
"Well, this aint like the ones you dad smokes. Ever heard of a joint?"
"What's that?"
"Here, try it, just make sure you inhale it and hold your breath as long as ya can"
I got off my bike and walked over to where he was sitting, and standing in front of him I bent over as he held the joint up to my lips. "That's it, go really easy and hold it. Keep holding it" as I coughed and when I did I turned around so I wouldnt cough on him, unknowingly giving him a facefull of little daisy duke clad booty. He held the joint back up and told me to take another "hit" and and I sucked in another lungful of smoke. "Hold it, hold it, hold it" and I coughed again, and he got another shot of butt cheek when I turned around a second time. I saw him looking when I turned back around, and I got this weird feeling in my tummy,kinda like getting on a big carnival ride.
"So, what is a joint"? I asked
"It's pot. Here take one more" and held the joint up again. I sucked in and acted like I tried to hold it, and when I turned around I bent over enough that I could look back between my legs and I watched him watching me, and that feeling in my tummy got stronger. I guess I instinctively knew that His eyes dropped and he saw me watching him watching my, and he looked away real fast.
"Pot? They told us at school that its real bad"
"Nah, thats just all bullshit they say to scare ya. I been smoking it since I was in 8th grade, so thats like 5 years and it aint hurt me any. Its fun, makes you laugh alot and music is like really cool when you smoke it. It wont hurt ya none. The joints gone, you want to go listen to some music or something?"
He got up and I followed him in the front door and up the stairs to the second floor. His room was down at the end of the hall, next to the bathroom. He opened the door and let me go in first. He closed thew door behind him and slip a latch over to lock the door. He had a cool room, KISS posters and a nice Pioneer stereo. I went and sat on the double bed and he started looking through his records. "Whatcha got?" I asked.
"Ever heard of Alice Cooper?"
"Yes, the music teacher says he isnt really music"
"Well, you ever heard it?"
He put the record on and sat on the floor by the bed in front me. "So, whats you name? I'm Paul"
The pot was starting to take effect and it took me a minute to figure out he had asked me something. "Oh, I'm Chris"
"With a K or a C"
"With a C, K is for girls" and I started laughing harder than I had ever laughed in my life. I rolled on my side and them over to my tummy, with my ass pointing straight at Paul again.
"Oh, you know what else is fun with you get high?"
I rolled back over and looked at him, still laughing a little "No, what?"
"Well, you are too young, I better not tell you"
"I'm old enough for pot, I'm old enough for anything" and I started cracking up again.
"Anything?" he asked.
"Uh-huh, anything" and I rolled around on the bed laughing.
"Well ok, but you can't tell. I'm serious, you cant tell nobody about it."
"I won't. Cross my heart"
"Ok, remember you said anything." He pulled out some magazines from under the bed, and I saw pictures of naked people on the covers, like the ones they have the little cover things at the store so you can see them, but me and my friends always peeked at. "Looking at these and playing with yourself is so awesome when you get high. He sat next to me on the bed and opened first magazine. The first picture I saw was a blond girl a few years older than me, holding a man's penis and it was enormous. I had seen all the other boys in school in the bathroom and they all had little ones but this was completely different. I felt a new tingling in my tummy, and I couldnt stop staring at the picture. "You like that huh?" he said, as he turned the page. The next picture was the same girl, only this time he had his thing in the girls mouth.
"Whwhwhat, are they doing? Is that a blowjob? I heard some of the guys talking about getting one but I didn't think it was a real thing"
"Its a real thing and seeing that makes my dick get so hard. I like to take my jeans off and rub it while I look" and he got up to his knees unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down. He wasnt wearing underwear and I was face to face with the first adult male dick I had ever seen.
"Oh my god, its so much bigger than mine"
"Why dont you take yours off so you can rub yours too?"
The pot was really kicked in now and I stood up from the bed to peel the skintight cutoffs off. "See, I dont wear underwear either" and I couldnt because my shorts were so short they would have showed from under the bottom of them. My 2 1/2 rock hard little dick stood straight out.
"Wow, yours is really small"
I looked over and saw Paul sitting on the bed massaging a great big hairy man cock, it was a little over 6" long and that funny feeling in my tummy really got bad. I stared at it forever, just watching his fist slide up and down.
"You like that too, huh? Better than the one in the picture?"
I was too out of it to answer, all I could do was stare at the huge cock in Pauls lap. "I feel funny" I said, "its scary. Ca ca can I touch it?"
Paul motioned me to come sit back on the bed, but fiirst, he told me to turn around so he could see my bottom naked. "Damn, you got a cute ass on you. You sure you aren't really a girl? I never seen girls with asses like that at your age"
"No, I'm a boy!"
"Well, you have the sexiest ass I ever saw on a boy. Turn around and let me see it again" I turned around, the room was starting to spin a little from the pot and Paul kept talking. "Yeah, wiggle it a little, damn, ok, bend over and touch your toes. Wow, that is so hot."He reached over and started rubbing my right cheek. "MMM. so smooth, has anybody ever touched you like that before?"
"N n no, but it f f feels real good" I was lost in all the new sensations I was feeling, but I knew I liked how it felt when he touched my butt. "Can I touch your thing?" I asked again.
Paul said, "You sure you want to? Ok, just get on your knees there by the bed." He slid to the edge of the bed, and I crawled over to kneel in front of him, his big hard member standing straight up. My little hand wouldn't go all the way around it as I held it. I could feel his pulse throb as my hand tightened slightly. "Its so warm" I said.
"Rub it up and down, like you saw me doing."
I started stroking my hand up and down the thick shaft of his cock. It felt like it was growing even bigger and harder and he grabbed my hand and started moving it faster. "Like that, yeah, oh that feels good, better than when I do it, you hands are so soft, wait, hang on" and he rolled over to where he could reach the drawer in his nightstand. He pulled out a bottle of babyoil and poured some on his cock. "That makes it better, its better when its slippery" and I rubbed him some more, spreading the oil all over the length of his now 7 1/2" cock.
He kept encouraging me to go faster, and I was rubbing his, what seemed to me at the time, enormous phallus, and some clear liquid started oozing from the hole in the tip. "Ewww, you are peeing, ick!!!"" and I pulled my hand away so it wouldn't get on me.
"That's not pee, that's precum and when that comes out it means you are doing it right and making it feel really good."
"I'm doing good? I never did this before. It feels good?" I wrapped my tiny hand back around his oily cock.
"You are doing perfect, you sure you never done it before?" I looked away from his cock and saw his eyes half-closed as I continued to stroke his slippery erection.
"Stop, stop, you are gonna make me cum!!" and he grabbed my hand off his cock. "I dont want to cum yet, there's other things I want to do. Turn around again, no dont stand up, stay on your knees like that, now bend forward and stick your butt in the air." I laid my chest flat on the floor, and my little round ass was on full display. "Yeah, you got a ass made for fucking" he said. He picked me up off the floor and placed me kneeling on the bed in front of him and he began massaging both of my ass cheeks with his oily hands. I heard him fumble with the baby oil and I felt a cold liquid being poured down my butt crack. "I'm going to make you feel good too. With a girly ass like that I bet you will like this! Oh my god your ass is so hot" and I felt him pulling my cheeks apart exposing my untouched hole.
I was totally out of it on the pot and all the new things that were happening. I knew somehow I wasn't supposed to do this, but I also knew I liked feeling this way, but even if I wanted to, I was too stoned to resist as he rubbed his thumbs closer and closer to my virginity. One of his thumbs started rubbing on my hole, and I squirmed a little from the intensity of this new sensation.
"You like that!!! I knew you would."
He poured more baby oil directly on my tiny opening and pressed his thumb slightly into it, not penetrating me, but slowly massaging my hole open. "That's it, wiggle your butt, you are making me so horny. Do you like that?"
I couldn't really answer, I was so overwhlemed by everything that was going on, I just barely mumbled "uh-huh" as he increased the pressure he was applying to my undiscovered channel. My mouth gaped open as his thumb began to slowly slip inside my 90 pound hairless body. "oh oh," I moaned, unable to speak in words, all I could do was accept what he was doing, and I knew deep inside that this was what I had always wanted.
"You are so tight, nobody ever did this to you before, did they?" He started moving his thumb back and forth in and out, until it was all the way in me, and he rotated it around opening me up just a little more.
I was almost paralyzed with fear and pleasure, not knowing exactly what was happeneing, but knowing I was powerless to stop it even if I wanted to. His thumb continued its gentle probing of my ass, relaxiing me, making me feel good, and awakening a desire in me that I didn't know even existed. He removed his thumb and put even more oil on and in me and reinserted his digit into my lossening butt, making it wetter and slipperier than ever before.
He kept moving his thumb in and out, and I could feel oil running down my taint and over my tiny little ballsack. He kept doing this for what seemed like an hour, and I was disappointed when I felt him pull his thumb out of me.
"No, dont...stop, Please, put it back, p p p pleassseeeee"
I felt something much larger begin to push against my soaking wet entrance, and he grabbed my skinny hips with both hands and started shoving something huge into me. "What are you doing, NO, its too big, NO, I no no no no no no no no no..." as the head of his man-sized cock was being pressed into my tiny virgin ass. I tried to pull away, but his hands on my hips were way too strong and he held me in place as he pushed his swollen member slowly into my unexplored body.
"So tight, so tight" he mumbled as his cock slid inch by inch into my skinny little body. It felt like I was being split in two, but there was so much oil that the giant shaft was able to infiltrate my insides, deeper and deeper until I felt his body against mine and he was all the way inside me.
I was sobbing from the surprise and pain as he held his whole length in place inside of me and began to just barely move it in and out, maybe 1/2 inch at a time, easing it out and back in, making my hole relax and looosen to allow him to move with less friction. He poured more oil on his cock and made it even wetter as he pulled more and more out with each stroke.
"You are a good fuck, so tight" as his cock slid in and out of my still clenching asshole. "Relax, you will like it too, just dont fight it, let it happen" like I had a choice, being held in place by this man that was double my size while he sawed his full grown cock into my puny little body. I was being fucked like a girl in this man's bed, my deflowered ass being used for his pleasure.
"No dont" I cried "STOP!"
I was saying "Don't! Stop!" but what he heard was "dont stop"
"I'm not stopping, you gonna get all this dick" he said.
"Don't, please, oh oh oh oh oh oh its so big, oh, dont. dont, no dont. stop, please dont" I moaned as he began to speed up, sensing that I was beginning to relax inside and instinctively my body started to respond to this man's desire. I began to rock my little body back into him to meet his thrusts, my hole opening wider and the pain starting to subside and become something very different.
"Yes baby, thats it. Take my dick, you want it dont you, take that dick in your tight little hole. Fuck me back, yeah just like that" as he went faster and faster in and out of my no longer virgin ass.
I couldnt think straight, all I could do was moan as my body joined with his, feelings that I never knew could exist filling my mind and soul as the man that was invading my most intimate space continued to have his way with me.
"Oh oh oh yes, oh no yes, oh its so big, its all in me, oh dont, not so far oh oh god yes oh" was all that was coming from my mouth. I didnt know why I was saying these things, I just couldn't help it as he began to pull his cock almost all the way out and shove it back in as deep as he could.
"I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum in that pussy" he yelled and he grabbed my hips as hard as he could and drove his huge shaft as deep as it would go. I heard him moan really loud, and suddenly something scalding hot began flooding me deep in my insides. I could feel the cock stretching my depths pulsing as more and more of this boiling hot liquid poured into me, burning my channel in such a delicious way. At that moment I felt more pleasure than I had ever known in my short life, that somehow satisfying this man kneeling behind me with his cock buried in my ass was the greatest thing I could ever do.
"God that was the best pussy I ever had" Paul said as he slowly pulled his still swollen and stiff cock out of my wide open ass. "You are a great piece of ass". I could feel his hot cum oozing out of my hole and dripping down my little ballsack onto the sheets. I rolled over on my back and looked up at the guy that had just unexpectedly taken the virginity that I wasn't even aware that I had. Paul was still kneeling on the bed, a small drip of cum hanging from the end of his erect cock, and without even thinking, I leaned forward and stuck out my tongue to catch it.
"Oh you want more, huh?" he asked.
Chapter 2
"Oh you want more, huh?" he asked.
I was tasting the drip of cum I had just licked off this man's cock, my little mind was spinning and I couldn't even really answer, I just nodded my head in response to his question.
"That was so hot, I can't believe you took my whole dick. You are so tiny. My dick is almost as big as your arm."
He was looking down at the limp skinny 90 pound body laying on his bed, cum oozing from my ass and running down the crack, pooling on the sheets under me. "Are you ok k**? Did I hurt you? You look like you liked it."
"Uh-huh", I said, starting to get my senses back. "It hurt so much when you put it in, and you wouldn't take it out, but when I got used to it, it felt sorta good, and then when that stuff went in me, it was so hot inside me, I liked that part the best."
"You like getting cummed in? Cool, that's my favorite part too, I love shooting in a tight hole. And you have the tightest hole I ever felt, I still don't know how I fit in there."
He reached down and slid a finger into my stretched and dripping hole. I moaned at the feeling of penetration, even as slim as his finger was. "Damn, you really like it don't you? Do you want me to do it to you again?"
I looked up at him and he could see the answer in the look in my eyes. "Wow, you want it again already? Come over here. If you can make it get hard again, I will fuck you some more." I got to my knees and leaned over to grab and stroke his softening cock, still wet and sticky with a combination of lube and cum. "Yeah k**, rub it again. you know just how to do it right. Spit on it, make it wetter"
I bent my head down close to his thick dick and drooled as much spit as I could work up all over the shaft. "Oh yeah, that's better, you feel it getting harder don't you? You are gonna make it hard so we can fuck again ain't ya k**? Why don't you try something else first? I want you to kiss it. Kiss the end of my dick." He put his hand on the back of my head and pushed my face closer to his growing phallus. "Lick it too, like a ice cream, get a good taste of my cock, oh yeah, lick it all the way down to my balls and all the way back to the tip. Do it again, just like that."
He continued to tell me what to do with my mouth on his big dick. "Now open your mouth" he told me. He took both hands on the sides of my face and pressed the end of his dick in between my lips. "Open more, let it in. Cover your teeth with your tongue, yeah like that, oh damn, your mouth is so hot and wet" and he pushed another inch of his huge cock into my inexperienced orifice. "That feels so good" as he worked his dick in and out, holding my head in place with his strong hands. "Ok, now bob your head up and down on it, like when I fucked you, yeah, in and out, just like that. No slow down, don't go so fast, get me hard and wet, make my dick get bigger, oh my god, you are so good, you never did nothing with guys before? You are so good, keep sucking my dick"
I pulled my head away, and let his cock slide along my cheeks, it was sticking straight out in front of him, and I licked it some more. I don't know how I knew to do it, but I took the tip of my tongue and licked real fast right under the spot when the head of his dick met the shaft and he jumped back, pulling his cock away from my hungry mouth.
"No, don't do that. You gonna make me cum if you do that". His cock seemed even bigger than before and I wrapped my tiny hand back around it and started rubbing the shaft up and down. "Oh god k!#, if you want to get fucked you better stop that right now. You make me cum and it will take a while before it gets hard again." He laid back, with his giant cock sticking straight up in the air. "Come here and straddle my hips. I want to watch you ride my dick"
I was so small my legs really wouldnt spread wide enough to fully straddle him, so I half sat on him. I could feel his rock hard grown teen cock between my little asscheeks, and I rubbed my butt up and down, feeling the length of his dick. "Grab it and put it in" he told me as he grabbed my ass and spread me open. I took his cock in one hand and placed the tip at the entrance to my still soaking wet but virginally tight hole. He didn't use any force, but gravity did its job as my body slowly slipped down the shaft, impaling me on his manhood until my round tiny ass was completely in his lap. He lifted me slightly and let me drop back down, fucking even more of his cock into me. My body needed the feelings it had just been introduced to, and I involuntarily began riding his cock up and down, driving his full size deep into my 90 pound body, feeling him all the way in my belly, and he began raising his hips in time with my bounces, pushing every millimeter of himself into my hot tight slippery tunnel.
"god you have a deep pussy, how can you get that all in you? My cock is too big for you to take like that, that's it baby, take ALL my cock, oh god yes". I couldn't really hear what he was saying, I was totally immersed in the luscious sensations, his steel pipe of a cock gliding in and out of me, pressing on places inside me that had never been discovered, fueling my lust and desire as our coupling got faster and faster, his driving hips slapping against my cute p*****n ass, the wet sloshing noise of my drenched hole belying the exccitement we both felt.
"Ohggggooodddddyeeesssssssss, ohhhhhhhhhoohhhhhhhhh, mmmmmooooorrrrrrreeeeee, pppppplleease, yyyyyeeessssssssss, yessssssssssss, ffffeeeellllllllllsoooooooogoooood" I was making unitelligible sounds as the pleasure of the forbidden act we were engaging in overwhelmed my senses and all I was aware of was how good my body felt as this man pounded his enormous cock in and out of my now completely willing skinny little body.
We fucked like that for over half an hour, his stamina enhanced by the orgasm he had the first time he fucked me, as my pleasure reached a point of no return and my eyes rolled back in my head. I was just barely concious, the constant sensations of pleasure were taking me to places no one my age was supposed to go. His strong hands grabbed my ass and held me still as his hips went into over drive, cramming his diamond cutter of a cock as far and as fast as it would go.
"iimmmmggoonnnaaaacummmmm" Paul moaned and I felt that scalding hot sensation again as he unleashed a torrent of cum deep into my receptive p*****n body, filling me beyond capacity, the excess flooding down his shaft and turning frothy from the continual fucking he was giving me. "Oh god yes, take that cum, I'm gonna knock you up you little slut" I had no idea what he said, all I knew was the feeling if lust as the pulsations of his ejaculation subsided and I sank down on him, his cock still buried all the way into my exhausted slender body.
"Are you ok? Chris? Hello? Are you in there?" I was unresponsive, my little mind completely unprepared for the feelings coursing through me and Paul kept trying to talk to me. "Are you ok? You did so good. Nobody has ever made me cum like that, Chris? hello?"
I finally looked up at him and smiled, nodding my head that yes, I was ok. I rolled off his sweaty body and laid on my tummy on the bed, my deflowered ass sticking up with what felt like gallons of cum draing down my immature balls and all over the sheets. "Wow, what happened?" I asked.
"You just got fucked good" he replied. "Are you sure you are ok? I wasn't trying to hurt you, you are so small, I am sorry if it hurt"
"nuh-uh, it didn't hurt much" I said, "just felt so good". and I finally caught my breath and began to achieve concious thought again. "
Paul got up and went to the bathroom and got a towel. "Here, use this. You are a little messy". I took the towel and gently cleaned the mixture of oil and cum and asspusssy juice from my ravaged ass.
"What time is it?" I asked, and looked over at the clock on the nightstand. "I gotta get home, I was supposed to be home 15 minutes ago, I'm going to be in trouble." I looked around the floor of his room and found my frayed shorts, got up from the bed, and wiggled my ass into the too tight material. "I have to go home. Mom is going to be mad at me and I dont want to get grounded again. Can I come over tomorrow?"
"I don't know, I'm supposed to have a friend come by and bring me some more pot. He usually wants to get high and listen to music when he comes over. I guess its ok if you hang out with us, but you cant tell him what we did ok? Nobody can know what we did. I can get in really bad trouble with the police. ok? You wont tell right?"
"I'm not gonna tell. I'd be in trouble too, I dont think I'm supposed to be doing things like that"
"Good, you better not"
He unlocked the door and let me out. He followed me down the hall and watched as I bowleggedly walked down the stairs. I picked my bike up from the yard, and let out a small yelp of pain when I sat down on the seat with my tender butt. I rode home standing up and gingerly walked into the house, my sore butt making me walk funny. I went to the bathrrom and sat down. A large amount of liquid poured out of me, a mixture of cum and oil and a little tinge of blood and I wiped as best I could as painful as my ravaged asshole was. I heard my mom yell from dpownstairs that supper was ready, I went to my room and put on a tshirt and clean gym shorts, they were still tight enough to hug the roundness of my booty and went down to eat. I sat at the table and ate, talking to my parents who were blissfully unaware that their little boy was growing up fast
Chapter 3
I went upstairs to my room after supper and laid on my bed. My butt was aching from being used by a man for the first time. I couldn't stop thinking about the sight of a gigantic hard cock and the unbelieveable sensations I had felt as I was used for his sexual gratification. I listened to music on my little transistor radio as I replayed the events over and over in my head. I heard a lawn mower running, and I looked out my second floor window and saw Mr.Washington next door cutting his grass. My newly awakened sexual being now saw the world in a different way, and my gaze went immediately to his crotch. I was too far away to see anything, but I couldn't help but imagine I could make out the outline of his dick in the loose shorts he was wearing.
"Chris, get down here" I heard my dad yell up the stairs. He sounded mad, so I walked slowly down the hall and down the stairs.
"Didn't I tell you to take the trash out and keep that bike put up on the porch and not just laying in the yard?"
"Yes, you did, I"m sorry, I forgot" And I actually had forgotten, I had been a little distracted by other things.
"Well, get out there and get it taken care of or your butt is grounded for a week."
I knew he wasn't k**ding, and I got my shoes on and tied them and went out the front door. My too small gym shorts were riding up my butt crack as i d**g the heavy metal trash can down the driveway. Mr. Washington saw me struggling with the cans, and he shut the mower off and came over to help.
"That thing is bigger than you, let me give you a hand with that" he said. I let go of the metal handle and Mr Washington easily lifted it and carried it the last few feet to the curb.
"There's one more I gotta get too"
The older black man waked up the driveway to the fence where the second can was sitting and carried it down the end of the drive.
"Thanks Mr. Washington, those things are so heavy."
"You just yell if you need help next time ok? If I'm home I'll be happy to come get them for you." I looked at his eyes and could see they were drifting down to my shorts hugging my curvy for a 11yo boy hips.
"I will, hang on, let me get my bike out of the yard." and I gave him a long look at my ass as I leisurely strolled over to where it was laying, and I bent at the waist to reach down to pick it up, feeling the skimpy thin material crawl even farher up the crack of my plump booty. I turned to look and saw the neighbor quickly avert his eyes from staring at my illicit charms. I picked up the bike and rolled it up to the stairs to the porch. I was enjoying the attention I was getting from the way men looked at me. Now that I knew why men seemed to look at me longer than they should, I enjoyed it even more and started playing it up. I was bending at the waist, my shorts pulled all the way up my butt like a thong, acting like I was trying to carry the bike up the stairs. I could lift the bike, but I acted like it was too heavy, and my black neighbor quickly came to my rescue and carried my bike up the 10 steps to the porch.
"Thanks again Mr. Washington."
"You don't gotta call me Mr. I'm Lawrence, but my folks all just call me Larry."
"Thanks Larry! I gotta go in. Cya"
My neighbor had another nickname too, but I wouldn't know about it till later.
Larry went back to cutting his yard, and I went in the house. Dad stopped me just as I got to the stairs. "What was that n****r doing out there?"
"He was helping me Dad, those cans were too heavy."
"Well, taking the trash out is a good n****r job, but I don't want you talking to him. You know what I think about n****rs. Don't let me catch you talking to him again."
"Ok," I said, and I knew Dad was serious. I knew it was wrong to be prejudiced like that. I had black friends at school, but I wasn't allowed to have them come to my house.
I walked up the stairs to my room and listened to the top 10 nightly countdown before I started getting ready for bed. Because it was summer, I only slept in my pajama top, i didn't ever wear the bottoms or undies. It was just cooler and more comfortable that way. I brushed my teeth and got ready for bed. I saw the neighbor in his office and could see him sitting at his desk. I liked the way it felt when he looked at me that way, so I thought I could give him another show.I climbed up and stood on my bed so that my whole 4'10" frame was visible from outside, the short pajama top only covering the top third of my smooth tight round ass. I couldn't tell if he was looking, but the light went off in his room. I thought I could see a shadow in the window next door, like a person looking out as I danced slowly to the music on the radio for a couple of songs, swinging my hips like the dancers on Soul Train. I was lost in the music until i heard my dad yell that it was time to be quiet and go to bed. I hopped off the bed and turned the lights and radio off and climbed into bed.
As I laid in bed with the days events playing over and over in my immature mind I was reliving the experience. I could almost feel the way the skin of Paul's cock felt the first time I touched it, how much it hurt when he first crammed that huge cock into my virgin hole, and how good I felt when he unloaded his seed inside of me. I could feel my hips moving in my bed, grinding my ass into the mattress trying to recapture the sensations of being fucked for the first time at such a tender age. I reached down and rubbed my still tender hole, caressing the spot that until today had hidden its possibilities. My tiny dick got hard as I slowly fingered my boypussy and I drifted off to sleep.
I waited until I heard my dad leave for work before I got up. I pulled my gym shorts on and went downstairs and had a quick bowl of cereal for breakfast. I talked to my mom for a little bit while I ate. She said she was going to be running errands later and asked if I wanted to go. I told her I just wanted to stay home. She said ok, but I wasn't to have anybody at the house if she wasn't home. For a k** with no real friends anyway, it wasn't a problem. I went upstairs and ran a bath.
I sat in the bubbles and let the warm water soak in. I dunked my shoulder length dirty blond hair into the water and worked a handful of floral scented shampoo into it. I got my mom's moisturizing soap and stood up to lather my completely hairless tanned skin from head to toe. I took a little extra time soaping up my bottom, working the creamy lather between my cheeks and around my still slightly tender hole. I sat back down and rinsed the suds off my body and used a pitcher to clear the shampoo from my hair. Mom didn't like me using her bath stuff, she said it wasn't made for boys, but I liked how it smelled and really liked how soft my skin felt from the oils and other moisturizers that were in the soap she used. I ran my hands up and down my naturally silky smooth legs as I let the water drain from the tub.
I looked in the mirror over the sink as I combed out my longish hair, pulling the comb through a couple of small tangles. My mom had left a tube of lipstick on the vanity, and I picked it up and applied a little to my plump lips. When I looked back at the mirror I could see an instant change in my appearance, and I spent several minutes blowing kisses at myself with my girly looking pink lips. I took a bit of tp and wiped the lipstick off, mom would have been really mad if she saw me like that. I wrapped my towel around my skinny naked body and walked down the hall to my room.
I got a pair of cutoffs out of my little dresser, they were bleached almost completely white from having been washed so many times before I got them from my older cousin. I hadn't worn this pair since the summer before and I had almost outgrown them but could still get them to button if I pulled my tummy in really hard. The seam in the back crawled right up my ass and I could feel how exposed my round cheeks were in the heavily frayed material. I found a tshirt that said "Let's Boogie" with a picture of a man twirling a watch on a chain that was another hand-me -down. It hugged my flat p*****n tummy and chest, leaving nothing to the imagination. I got a pair of scissors and cut the sleeves and bottom of the shirt off, exposing my tummy up to about 2 inches below where my nipples were, almost like the haltertops I saw the older girls in the neighborhood wearing. I stayed in my room with the door closed listening to my radio while I brushed out my longish sunbleached hair. I didnt want my mom to see what I was wearing, I knew it was too girly and skimpy for her to allow me to wear outside.
I waited until I heard Mom walk out the door and get in the car, and I went back to the bathroom to look at myself in the mirror again. I turned and posed, sticking my little round ass out. I rubbed my little nipples through the thin cotton of the tshirt and could see them poking out slightly through the well worn fabric snugly covering them. Heading back to my room, I looked at the clock by my bed and it was just after noon. I looked out my window and Larry next door was outside trimming his bushes. Down the street, I could see a different car parked in front of Paul's house and thought that it was probably his friend that was supposed to come over.
I walked out the front door, and instead of dragging my bike down the stairs and riding it to Pauls, I decided just to walk. I waved at Larry as I walked by and I could feel his gaze burning through me as I sashayed down the sidewalk, putting one foot in front of the other like I saw the girls on the beauty pageants do to make them walk sexy. His eyes never left my tiny eleven yo barely dressed body as I crossed the street and walked past the last 2 houses down to Paul's. I climbed the stairs to his front door and knocked.
Paul's eyes practically popped out of his head when he opened the door and saw the outfit I was wearing. I still looked innocent, but dressed that way it was clear that I was looking for attention that a boy my age wasn't supposed to want. He told me to get inside, and he looked up and down the street, hoping that none of the neighbors had seen him let me in. I'm not sure if he could see Larry watching the whole time.
I swung my hips left and right in front of Paul as I climbed the stairs up to his room. When we got to his closed bedroom down, Paul grabbed my shoulders and turned me to face him. "Remember what I said yesterday? Right? Don't you say a thing about what we did. Its our secret, ok? Don't say a word k**."
"I won't" I told him. "I dont want to get in trouble either." I turned back around to face the door and he took the opportunity to feel the exposed part of my right cheek and give it a light smack before he reached in front of me and opened the door. A small cloud of funny smelling smoke wafted out and he ushered me quickly in the room so he could close and lock the door behind him. Sitting crosslegged on the floor was another guy about Paul's age, a little bigger than him, with curly black hair and glasses wearing a pair of bell bottom jeans and a KISS tshirt.
"Hi" he said, "I'm Mark"
"I'm Chris" I replied, and Paul sat down on the floor across from Mark. I sat next to Paul, close enough that he could easily touch me, but not so close as to be obvious that something was going on.
"Give me a hit of that" Paul told Mark, and Mark held up a strange looking plastic tube with some metal stuff sticking out of it. Pulling a tray out from under the bed, Mark got a pinch of pot and put it in the upside down cone thing that was sticking out of the pipe. There was a couple inches of water in the bottom of the pipe. Paul took the pipe and lighter from Mark, put his mouth on the top and held the lighter to the pot in the thing sticking out. I heard the water bubbling as he sucked on it and saw smoke filling the purple trasparent plastic the pipe was made of. Paul took his finger off this little hole in the side of the pipe, sucked really hard and all the smoke disappeared into his lungs. I watched as Paul fought to hold it in, and after 15 or 20 seconds he coughed really hard as a cloud of smoke billowed across the room.
"Damn, that is some good shit" Paul said after he finally stopped hacking and coughing. "Show Chris how a bong works"
"Bong?" I asked.
"Yeah", Mark said. "that is called a bong. It gets you lots higher than joints and the water makes it less harsh so you can take bigger hits to get more stoned." Mark refilled the little cone thing and held the bong up to me. He showed me to put my finger over the hole in the side and told me to suck while he held the lighter to the pot. The pipe filled with smoke and he told me to take my mouth off, blow all the air out of my lungs, put my mouth back on the bong and suck in when i take my finger off the hole. A rush of smoke filled my lungs and I immediately began coughing harder than I had ever coughed in my life. I couldn't stop coughing and it felt like I couldn't breathe. Paul and Mark both laughed watching me, and Mark said "Welcome to the stoner club" as the coughing started to subside. "Here have another one" and he added a little more pot and held the lighter to it as I again started sucking the thick smoke through the water in the bong. Releasing the hole, my lungs again filled and I coughed just as hard as I did the first time. I began to feel the lightheadedness I felt the day before, only it was much faster and more intense.
"Give me another Mark, that sinsy is so good" as Paul took the bong from my hands and Mark put pot in the bowl. Paul took a gigantic hit, and instead of holding it all in, he blew a big smoke ring across the room.
The record that was playing was over, and Paul told me to pick out something from his box of albums. I crawled over to the box and both men got an eyeful of p*****n booty as I bent at the waist to thumb through the records.
"How about this one?" I asked, holding up an album with a picture of a girls lips eating a cherry.
"Wild Cherry huh? Gonna play some funky music" and Paul put the old record back in its sleeve and pulled the new out, placing it on the record player and putting the needle on the first song.
The buzz was kicking in as the music started playing, and Paul reached over and turned it up really loud.
"OOO, I like this song" I said, and I stood up as the beat washed over me and I started dancing along with the music, swaying my hips side to side and wiggling my whole body around. Both guys sat transfixed, watching my skinny barely covered body gyrating to the driving disco beat. The tension in the room was unbelieveable, as my sexy ass swung suggestively back and forth, neither of the men able to speak, completely mesmerized by the wanton sexual display in front of them.
The pot really started having its affect on me, and I started getting dizzy as I lost my balance and practically fell into Mark's lap. He caught me, and when he did, he accidentally got a handfull of u******e ass with one of his large hands. "oops, I'm sorry" I said, "I kinda fell" and started giggling from the effects of the dope on my tiny brain. Mark softly pushed me off his lap, and I watched him squirm and try to readjust himself from his obvious arousal.
The music continued to play and Mark filled the bong several more times and we all smoked it until we were all really really high. I was laughing almost uncontrollably, and when I did I rolled over and sorta dropped my head into Paul's lap. I could feel his cock getting hard in his jeans against my cheek a couple of times and I sat back up and tried to get my laughter under control. "This is fun!" I said, "They told us in school that pot would make you go crazy and you would end up dead, but they never said that it was this much fun"
The telephone down the hall started to ring and Paul got up and unlocked the door to go answer it. He came back a minute later and said it was his grandma and she wanted to talk to him and he would be back in a little bit and he closed the door. Mark stood up and locked it, and looked back over at the extremely stoned, scantily dressed boytoy sprawled out on the floor.
"So, is it true what Paul said?" Mark asked.
"What?" I asked, not expecting that MArk would know about what we did the day before.
"About you being naughty. Is it true?"
"H H H How did you know? He told you? But Paul told me not to tell"
"I KNEW IT!!" Mark exclamed. "Paul never said shit about anything. But you just did didn't you?" He laughed and said "I knew he was doing it to you when you walked in dressed like that. Now I cant tell, are you a boy or a girl?"
"I'm a boy" I said. "Please dont tell Paul I told, he will get real mad at me. I like getting high with him and you too. I dont want to make him mad". That part was true, I didnt want to make Paul mad at all, it was nice thinking I had found a friend to hang out with, all the k**s I went to school with thought I was too big a sissy to play with.
"Well, I don't know. Its real important that you not tell about us getting high, and you spilled the beans about you and Paul awful easy. I don't know if we can trust you."
"Please no, dont tell him" A small tear trickled down one cheek as I fought to not cry. "I'm sorry, you can trust me, I wont ever tell anybody about anything, I promise, cross my heart. Please don't tell"
"Well, if you can PROVE that we can trust you, maybe I wont say anything. Just how naughty are you?" He stood up and unzipped his jeans. His cock was already rock hard, not quite as big as Paul's but he was uncut, and the extra skin partially covering the head of his dick was new to me. "Come here and show me what you do when you are naughty"
I crawled over in front of him, kneeling with his hard cock at eye level. I reached up and wrapped my hand around his shaft, and when I rubbed it like Paul had shown me, that extra skin rolled up and down the head of his thick 6" cock. A small bead of precum appeared at the tip, and like I had done the day before, I instinctively stuck my tongue out to catch the salty liquid as it hung in a long strand from the end of his dick.
"Wow, you are nasty aren't you?" Mark grabbed my head and inserted the head of his cock between my lips. "Oh yeah, suck my cock. You know how don't you? That feels so good, take it farther, yeah like that, damn k**, you can suck cock so good."
I bobbed my mouth back and forth on his salty tasting shaft, the precum filling my mouth with his flavor and I took it out and licked him all the way down to his balls and back to the end, taking my tongue and tickling him under the head like I did the day before with Paul.
"Oh yeah, thats the spot right there, don't stop doing that, oh yeah k**, suck my fucking cock" as he thrust his throbbing shaft even deeper into my mouth, almost into my throat. I gagged and when I did a bunch of thick gooey spit came out of my throat, dripping from my open mouth and coating his shaft. I stroked his soaking wet slippery cock with my hand as I caught my breath and I plunged my mouth back over the end, bobbing my head on the tip and jacking the shaft with my hand.
I sped up more and more as I sensed his climax rapidly approaching. "Oh god yes, do that some more, faster, oh god, im gonna, oh im gonna, im gonna.." and I felt his cock stiffen even more as a blast of thick salty liquid began filling my mouth beyond capacity. I tried to swallow but most of it spilled out of the sides of my mouth as he unloaded his balls into my wet willing oral cavity.
"Goddamn you suck cock good" he said as he pulled his dripping cock out of my mouth and tucked it back into his jeans. "Wow, you made a big mess". I looked down and saw the huge wet spot, a combination of spit and cum soaking through the thin material of my tshirt. "You better get out of that thing, Paul is gonna know what we did."
There was a sudden knock at the door and Paul yelled through the closed door, "Hey let me in, that's my room. Why the fuck is the door locked?"
Mark reached over and turned the knob to unlock the door. Paul came in and his eyes immediately went to the little p*****n thing kneeling in the middle of the room, a mixture of cum and spit dripping from my chin and drenching the front of my cropped tshirt.
Paul looked over at Mark. "Godammit dude. I didn't know you were into jailbait." he said

Chapter 4
Paul looked at me. "So, you can't keep a secret huh?"
"He tricked me, he said he knew but he didn't and I said something and he found out"
"So you sucked his dick so he wouldn't tell?"
"Yeah, he was gonna tell you I told on us,so I sucked him so he wouldn't I'm sorry, I didnt mean to."
Mark spoke up. "And it was good too!"
Paul and Mark both started laughing. "Dude, I told you I had a k** that likes it, didn't i?"
"You did, yes you did, and you weren't lying, he does look like a girl."
I looked up at Paul, confused about what they were talking about.
"I told Mark that I found a young k** that liked to fuck and if he wanted to I told him that he probably could fuck you today. I told him to say that and get you to think you had to or else."
"You aren't mad at me?"
"No, but I think I should get what Mark just got? Don't you Mark?"
"Hell yes, I want to watch this little slut suck that big cock you got"
I had been set up. I looked up at Paul as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulled out his partially hard cock. I pulled the soaking wet cropped tshirt over my head, and was kneeling in the center of this man's bedroom clad only in a tiny pair of cutoffs. "You want me to suck you too?" I asked, my eyes looking up at his with a obvious desire to please him.
"I think you owe me that" he said, and he walked to stand in front of me, his big fat dick at just the right height for my mouth to reach. "Open up, I need a blow job". I grabbed his hardening shaft with my left hand and stroked him as my tongue darted out to lick the tip. I licked the head of his cock like a lollypop, slowly working my tongue all around it, and I tickled that spot underneath. When I did, his cock swelled to full erection and I felt him press his hips forward to f***e the head into my wet waiting mouth.
My little head bobbed back and forth in a fucking rhythm as he continued to press forward, another inch of his thick cock disappearing into my drooling mouth. "Yeah, that's it. Get it wet, oh god yes, do it just like that" as another inch of cock was driven into my face, hitting the back of my throat and causing me to gag again, just like Mark had done. "Damn, that feels so good, look at all that goo on my dick, yeah, stroke it, just like that" I jacked his rock hard cock, making a bead of clear precum appear at the tip and drip down, hanging from a long string. I grabbed the salty goodness with my tongue, looked up into his eyes and swallowed before sliding my lips back over the head.
"Wow, that's fucking hot!" I heard Mark saying as I kept orally pleasuring his friend. "He doing it right Paul?" I looked over and he was stroking his hard cock, watching the obscene display happening 5 feet away.
"MMM Hmmmm". Paul said. "This k** has the hottest fucking mouth"
I continued working on Paul's big dick, feeling him trying to get even more of it into my p******n throat. I gagged several more times, and my chin and flat chest were soaked with the saliva pouring from my willing mouth. I could sense Paul was getting close to cumming, so I took my mouth off his enormous dick, stood up and shimmied out of the tight shorts I was barely wearing, and stood totally naked in front of these 2 extremely aroused men. I walked to the bed and pulled the baby oil from the drawer, got on my hands and knees on the bed with my plump u******e booty sticking up, inviting them to take advantage of my skinny body.
"Please? Will you do it like we did? It felt so good, I want you to do that to me again" Paul got on the bed behind me, grabbed the oil and coated his already dripping wet cock and placed the tip at my almost virgin opening. "Go easy, please? Don't hurt me" as he pressed forward, his massive head spreading my hole open. I tried to relax and allow him to penetrate me, but his cock was still so big that it met with resistance as he tried to gain entrance to my most intimate space.
"Goddamn you are tight k**", and he eased his cock back and forth, my tight opening slowly relaxing, allowing a fraction of an inch more with each attempt. Paul continued to use more and more pressure until suddenly my muscles gave way and the entire length of his girthy phallus sank completely into my 90 pound body.
"Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh" was all that came from my mouth as he began fucking me with long slow deep strokes, pulling his greasy tool almost completely out before sliding it back in me as deep as he could go. "F f f f feels g g g g good, oh yes oh oh oh oh oh" as he picked up the pace, driving his hardness into my welcoming tunnel, increasing the pleasure we were both feeling and I instinctively began pushing my ass back, meeting his thrusts, f****ing even more of that big cock in me.
"Fuck yes k**, that's it fuck me back, oh god I'm gonna cum, fuck fuck fuck"
Paul grabbed my hips and pulled me back as he drove his hips forward and I could feel his cock swell and pulse as what seemed like gallons of cum shot from his enormous shaft like a firehose, coating my insides with his boiling hot seed.
"Goddamn your ass is tight", he said, pulling his still hard but slowly softening cock out of my gaping hole, oil and cum dripping out of my freshly fucked hole, making a spot on the bed under me. Before I could react, I felt Mark climb on the bed behind me grab my skinny hips and slide his hard cock right into my open pussy.
"Oh god yes" I moaned as Mark pounded away at me, not reaching as far inside as Paul, but making up for it with agressiveness. I felt a sharp sting as he smacked my right ass cheek with his open hand.
"That's it slut, take that fucking cock. You like it don't you? Yes you do, you want me to fuck you like that don't you?"
Mark was much more verbal and rough, slapping my ass often, telling me what a naughty little slut i was and how good my tight pussy felt. After fucking me doggy style for at least 20 minutes, he flipped me over, pushed my kness back to my ears and crammed his rigid shaft back into my willing hole as deep as he could go. In that position i was completely helpless, all I could do was allow this older, much bigger man to have his way with me. His earlier orgasm had increased his stamina, and he fucked me in this position for another 15 minutes or so. Sweat was soaking both of us, I had long since given up any thought of resistance and submitted to his wanton desires, taking his lust over and over over. His pace increased and I knew he was about to shoot in me. He yelled out loudly as my asses second breeding of the day spewed into me, that scalding liquid searing my interior, and pushing me over the edge as my little cock jerked and throbbed as an immature dry orgasm washed over me.
Mark rolled off of me, and before I could move, Paul took his place and put my legs over his shoulders and began fucking me for the second time, sawing his gigantic cock in and out of my completely submissive body. He was holding my ass off the bed, pounding every inch of his cock into my helpless skinny ass. The sound of his thrusts slapping into my ass were filling the room, and Mark climbed back on the bed by my face, and d****d his semi hard cock across my lips. Without even thinking, my mouth opened and his cock filled my oral cavity, the taste of cum and oil and asspussy overwhelming my senses as his friend continued to ravage my completely stretched pussy. I was wrapped up in the intensity of the sensation of 2 large adult cocks using my prepubescent sexuality for their own pleasure as a second p*****n orgasm convulsed through my young body.
Mark came first, shooting another healthy load of cum down my throat, but his volume had diminshed enough that I was able to swallow most of it, with only a small dribble escaping my lips. Paul kept thrusting into me, over and over, so deep that I thought he was going to come out of my mouth when he groaned really loud and held me in place as his cock pulsed and jumped inside of me, adding yet another load of cum to my already drenched ass.
Paul withdrew his dripping wet weapon of ass destrctuction from my sloppy hole, more oil and cum soaking into the sheets underneath me, flowing uncontrollably from my hopelessly stretched ass. "Wow, look at him Mark. You ever seen a little fucktoy that hot before?"
I was laying sprawled out on the bed, my chest heaving up and down trying to catch the breath that had been knocked out of me over and over by the continual a*****t of their fully grown cocks on my p*****n body.
"I fucking told you I found a hot one didn't I?"
"Yeah you did, but you didn't say he was this hot. I think he wants more. Don't ya Chris? You want to fuck some more?"
I was too wiped out to answer, but my head involuntarily nodded in the affirmative.
"Wow, you lucky fucker, got a slut living less than a block away. I know where I'm going to be spending my summer, right here at your house."
I began to get my wits about me, and I looked at the clock on Pail's table. It said 4:15. I didn't know when Mom would be home, but Dad was usually home by 4:30. I jumped up from the bed, a torrent of jizz pouring down the inside of my legs. "I gotta get home, I'm going to be in trouble. I'm not supposed to be anywhere when my mom and dad arent home. If they find out I'll be grounded forever"
Paul got a towel from under the bed and used it to wipe most of the mixture of liquids that were oozing down my legs from my saturated ass.
I wiggled my too tight shorts over my hips and buttoned them. I picked up my tiny tshirt, and it was damp and crusted with the mess from Mark earlier. "I cant wear that, they will know!" I said
"Paul rummaged through a drawer and found a shirt he hadnt worn in a couple of years. I put it on, it was way too big and hung down past my bottom, looking almost like a dress on my tiny skinny body. "Well, that's better than the one you had." Paul wadded up the gooey crop top and tossed it under the bed.
Mark unloacked the door and opened it. I stopped in front of Paul and got on my tippy toes and gave him a quick peck on the lips. I kissed Mark as well as I walked out of the door and down the stairs. I looked down the street and didn't see Dad's car in the driveway and I walked as fast as my worn out body would let me, went in the door, straight upm the stairs and grabbed clean clothes before heading to the bathroom to change and clean up with a fast shower.
As the warm water washed over, I reached behind me to massage my well-used hole. My fingers slipped easily in, the ring protecting my inner sanctum was still stretched and loosened from the hours of continual defilement it had endured. I felt bruised and sore inside, and the soapy water felt soothing as it flowed down the crack of my butt, rinsing away the evidence of my wanton submission. I stood there until i felt the hot water begin to run out, and I got out and dried off, putting on clean clothes and I went to my room, walking bowleggedly so as to not irritate my aching butt. It was going to be a long summer.
Chapter 5
The next couple of weeks I was at Paul's house everyday, sometimes just the 2 of us, but more often Mark would be there too. I was getting cummed in or on or swallowing 4 to 6 times a day when they were both there. My favorite was when one of them would be fucking my ass and the other one fucking my mouth. 18yo cocks get hard over and over and I was insatiable. I loved every minute of it, and I really loved getting high with them too. Mark started giving me a joint to take home with me once in a while and I would stick my head out of my bedroom window to smoke it so it wouldn't make my room smell like pot. I was a p*****n pothead and nympho, and it was awesome!
Larry next door was almost always outside during the afternoon when I would be going or coming to and from Paul's house and his eyes would never drift from watching my skinny little body wearing practically nothing sauntering down the sidewalk. I always waved at him and he would wave back. I could tell he had lustful intentions in his gaze, and I would exaggerate my hips wiggling as I waked past to give him a show.
I went to Paul's on a Friday, like I did every other afternoon, and after we had our fuck session he broke the news to me that he was going on vacation with his family for the 4th and wouldn't be home for a couple of weeks. I was brokenhearted because I had become accustomed to our daily rendevouz and was also becoming quite hooked on smoking daily. Paul handed me a few joints to take home so I could at least get high, but he could tell I was really upset that I wouldn't have anyplace to hang out or anyone to get naked with. "Sorry Chris," he said, "I tried to talk my folks into letting me stay home, but they don't trust me to not have a big party and stuff, so I have to go with them"
"What about Mark?" I asked.
"He doesn't have anyway to see you, his Mom is home all the time and there's noplace he can take you that he wouldn't get caught and you know what would happen if they caught him doing stuff with you."
I tried to stifle a tear, but I was completely crestfallen.
"I'll be back, and we can keep meeting. I will miss fucking you too"
It was time for me to be getting home, and I slithered into my skintight shorts and pulled my tight tshirt over my head.
"I'll bring you a surprise when I get home, ok?"
"Send me a postcard or something maybe?"
"Sure k*d, I will"
And with that I headed out the door and down the street to my house. Larry was watching as I walked by, and it was obvious that there was no swing in my step.
"Hey, you ok k**do?" he asked as I walked past the sidewalk leading to his front door.
"Yeah, just a little down, thats all."
"Its trash day tomorrow, you need some help with those cans?"
"Sure, thanks Mr. Wash..., I mean Larry"
He followed me to the driveway and up to the front of the garage where the trash cans were sitting. He grabbed both of them, one in each of his powerful arms and hoisted them to carry down to the street
"Wow, you are really strong Larry" I said
"Not really, this is nothing compared to how much I used to lift when I played football in college"
"You were a football player? That's cool. My dad watches football all the time. I tried watching it with him, but I don't understand what's going on and he gets mad when I ask too many questions"
"Well, if you have any questions about ANYTHING, you can ask me. I won't ever get mad about it"
Even at my tender age I could feel the insinuation in his statement. "Ok, Larry I will. I better get inside before Dad gets home, he doesn't like me talking to you very much. I don't think he likes black people."
"Yeah, I kinda figured that. Its ok, as long as you know that it's wrong to think that way, right?"
"Uh-huh. They taught us at school that its wrong to be prejudiced. And I like you. Most grown ups don't like to talk to me very much, but you're not like that"
"I like ya too k**do, and you can come talk to me anytime you want." I knew there was more to that statement than met the eye, and I played it up just a little.
"Ok Larry, I will. Cya around!" and I headed up the driveway to the stairs leading to the porch. When I got to the top I bent over to pretend to tie my shoe, feeling the seam of my cutoffs pulling all the way up my plump 11yo booty, exposing my entire ass except for my freshly fucked u******e hole to his lustful gaze. "Thanks again for the help!" and I opened the door and went inside.
I was finishing my shower when I heard my dad come in from work. "Chris, can you come down here" he yelled up the stairs. I wrapped a towel around my naked body and walked down the stairs.
"Thank you for taking the trash out without being told" he said. "Maybe you are starting to get a little responsibility to you". I wasn't about to tell him that I had nothing to do with it, and would have forgotten it completely if the black man next door hadn't brought it up.
After supper I went upstairs to my room and turned on my radio to listen to the top 30 countdown like I did every night. I opened my window and took out one of the joints Paul had given me and leaned out of the window to take a few hits while the music played. I had taken a couple of big hits, when I looked down into Larry's backyard and saw him watching me indulging in my i*****l act. I quickly ducked back inside and spent the rest of the night worrying that the older man next door would tell my parents what I was up to and who I had been hanging out with.
The next morning I ate my breakfast and went outside and sat on the porch watching up the street as Paul and his parents loaded their suitcases in the trunk of the car and pulled out of the driveway on their way to Colorado for their family trip. I sat in silence as the car passed and I saw Paul in the backseat giving me a slight wave and the car continued down the street until I could no longer see it. Dad had left instructions for me to cut the grass before he got home, but at that moment I wasn't really in the mood to do anything. I was upset that my frind and lover was gone and was also worried that my neighbor would spill the beans to my folks about what he had seen me doing the night before. Sullen, I went back inside and up to my room.
I laid on my bed for a couple hours with the radio playing, and Mom yelled up the stairs. "Chris, you better go start working on mowing the yard. Your dad won't be happy if he comes home and that's not done. And you know what will happen." And I did know that I would be grounded. Not that it really mattered, it wasn't like there was anyplace for me to go anyway.
"Ok Mom, I'll get started"
I went to the garage and opened the overhead door. I sat the gas can on top of the mower and pulled it out to the middle of the driveway. I was wearing only a pair of too tight cotton gym shorts and my oldest dirtiest pair of tennis shoes as I filled the gas tank of the push mower.
I had done about half of the front yard when I saw movement between our driveway and the neighbors house. Larry was satn