Date: Sat, 14 Nov 2015 23:24:02 -0800 From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com> Subject: Cock Tales-6 in Bisexual-adult-youth ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Anyone interested in sneak previews of my future Nifty stories, feel free to contact me. Donations to Nifty would be nice too. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Story 16: Pamela Plumber Story 17: Boys in the Morning Story 18: Lucid Dreaming Story 16: Pamela Plumber So yes, there was Pamela Plumber my super religious downstairs neighbor who was always encouraging me to follow the path of Jesus. Always with a sweet smile on her face and a demure manner. I would sometimes imagine what might come out of her if someone unleashed that 20 years of repressed libido. When I encounterd her the morning of Kelly's disappearance I decided that during her usual attempt to hand me a Jesus panphlet I would position myself in such a way as to show off my phallic bulge at its maximum. The pamphlet `accidentally' slipped from my hand and the gracious Pamela stuttered `Oh sorry, Rickard' and bent down to pick it up. At first it seemed as if her focus on retrieving the pamphlet would cancel out any likelihood of recognizing that a barely concealed penis might be within her purview. But the next several seconds proved otherwise and gave me one of the most memorable experiences of my life. As she turned her head up with pamphlet in hand, her eye, in fact both of them, glimpsed what must have been one of the most memorable sights (assuming I'm not flattering myself) of her life up to that point. She didn't just look at my swollen cock. She stared at it. `Oh my' she whispered to herself. No other words left her mouth which was partially opened and moving, I swear, in what looked like a sucking motion. Her eyes fixed on the swell in my pants. It felt as if my penis was getting even harder under her gaze, actually as if the swelling might be forcing my zipper down. I reached to secure the zipper (spoil sport!) but from Pamela's point of view it might have looked as if I was trying to unzip it instead. Pamela said nothing. Her eyes remained fixed. `Umm' I said now under the spell of her lingering eyes. `Sorry I dropped the pamplet, Pamela' . `Oh. That's all right' Pamela responded with a breathless lilt to her voice. Her gaze seemed almost trance like. `Can I help you up, Pamela' As I reached down for her hand, the incident went way beyond what I could have anticipated. As I bent over for her hand my groin accidentally (or otherwise) bumped into her cheek. Pamela quickly placed an arm around my hips perhaps thinking I was about to fall. I stood there swaying, feeling insecure, as she held me against her cheek. And continued to do so moving her head slightly back and forth directly on my thinly clothed member. Then she sighed. A sweet, soft but somewhat ravished sound. Which almost inspired what would have been one of the most improbale orgasms I had ever experienced. Pamela seemed to sense this. She pulled back her cheek and her eyes, big with expectation, looked up at me. `Do you want this, Dick, er I mean Richard?' She continued kneeling and began to slowly shift her gaze between my face and my erection. We both seemed at a loss for words. But finally, she asked another question which I'll never forget. Staring at my ever abiding erection she asked with credible innocence `Is it always like this Richard?'. I was stumped. We both knew that it was not always like this because she and I ran into each other frequently and though her person always aroused me, I had never become this erect in her presence before. I thought `This must be the Kelly effect`. But I did like the direction her question was taking us so I replied `Only when you're around Pamela' intending humor but recognizing that this was a bit too familiar for someone I barely knew and who was a committed bible believer to boot. Pamela took me seriously. `I hope I havent done anything to mislead you Richard. If so, please forgive me' `No Pamela. I'm totally at fault. Its just that you are so pretty and petite and I uh..., well I mean'. Pamela laughed in an innocent sort of way. `Poor Richard. You must think I'm some sort of innocent girl who doesn't know what men are like'. `Well Pamela. I ah, I mean uh, well actually what do YOU mean?' `I mean that mens bodies are not exactly terra nova to me, Richard. I've had three brothers around while I've been growing up and I've seen things that, ummm, well lets just say things that leave me a little bit less ignorant than you might think inspite of my loving this book so much'. Pamela raised her bible and almost shook it in my face. Pamela's disclaimer regarding innocence (or lack therof) sent a current of erotic electricity through my body. I felt my cock twitch in my pants contemplating the signifcance of the things Pamela has seen growing up with three brothers. Pamela noticed the increased stiffening in my pants. `OK Richard' she said standing up `I'm not prepared for what might happen if you don't get things under control'. `What things' Pamela. She laughted. `You know perfectly well. I have to run now so I cant stay here talking like this. For once will you read something I give you?'. She handed me a pamphlet titled `On fire for Jesus' with a picture of a beautiful blue eyed caucasion on the cover holding a cross against his chest and gazing up towards the sky with a serene although indisputably dopey look on his face. I might have been imagining something in that image that wasn't there but the robe Jesus wore seemed to be rather tightly filled out by a hunky muscularity underneath. Could there really be a somewhat gay sensibility in that picture or was my gaydar over interpreting? `On fire for Jesus' I murmured. `Sure Pamela, I'll look it over. Thanks'. Pamela handed me a card. `This is a prayer gathering for healing my pastor is leading on Saturday. The card has all the information for the time and place'. With no more ado, Pamela started walking away. She turned back with a sober look on her face and said `See you Saturday Dick.' `Uh Kelly, I called after her' needing to tell her that I was already engaged on Saturday. I was equally embarassed and frustrated that I had strangly called her Kelly instead of Pamela and that she was gone before I could tell her not to expect me on Saturday. Her departure was so abrupt and even rude that I decided that I neednt bother letting her know. My Saturday schedule was to spend the day with a ravishingly cute brother and sister couple I met recently at a party. No way I was going to give that up. On Saturday night, I sat in a front row aisle seat watching Reverned Henry T Proctor healing hapless souls of various ailments. With hands dipped in holy oil pressing on the heads of his supplicants and imprecations against the demons plaguing the benighted souls, many `miracles' of healing were taking place. `What am I doing here' I thought piteously while noticing how excited Pamela, sitting next to me, was getting with each healing, shouting `Thank you Jesus', her voice joining others in manic praising of the good lord. `Isnt the Lord glorious?' a young boy sitting next to me shouted in my ear. The boy had placed a hand on my thigh high up as he turned to me and I shouted back `Praise the Lord' with a skewered grin on my face and a sincere prayer to jesus that the boys hand would move further up my trousers to my very own personal field of glory. `Is there someone here by the name of Dick. Someone who needs the lords angels to chase out the demons of lust and con cu PIS cence' . He shouted out that awful word one hard syllable after the other. Heads craned. `Yes Dick. The devils got ahold of you real hard. But Gods angels are here to kick that evil snake in the butt`. Do snakes have butts I wondered. I was astonished when the preacher casting his eyes over the audience, pointed at me. `Come to the Lord Dick. Your savior is waiting for you.' He said this with a suddenly placid smile on his face. I looked around to see if any other Dicks were in the immediate vicinity. He pointed at me. `You dick. its you with the devil stuck in you eating your soul. come up here' he suddenly shouted with a glower on his face. Two sturdy brethren manhandled me to my feet and almost carried me up to the preacher standing at the edge of the stage. how humiliating. I kneeled down beneath the sweating, heavy breathing preacher-man and looking up I immediately noticed a significant bulge in his tailored pants. Not only the bulge but the definition: the swollen head, stiff rod and even evidence of two plump juicy balls. Suddenly I got the jesus spirit. His hands clasped my head pushing up and down to emphasize his exhortations to expel the demons of lust from my tormented soul. He turned me to face the crowd and pressed up against me. I felt his bone hard erection on the back of my head as the devil's disciples were fleeing out my ears and mouth. Tthe crowd was hollering and thank-you-jesusing. I looked out to the howling mob hoping to see Pamela but the light was so blinding that nothing could be seen. But oh, what an erection I felt coming on. It felt as if the demons were fleeing into my cock and filling it to the brink with hot desire. And there, before hundreds of shouting god loving believers, with Proctors hands pressing my head against his own mighty erection, the sounds of the preacher's exhortations and religious frenzy swelling the auditorium, I ejected a compressed jism of holy cum and shouted time after time THANK YOU JESUS, THANK YOU JESUS, THANK YOU JESUS. And then fainted. I heard mumbling voices but perceived only vague shadows as I came out of my trance. Something wonderful was happening that I couldn't quite make out but it was rewaking a hunger that I dimly remembered as having been recently satiated. I heard a voice, Pamelas, next to me singing Praise Jesus, Praise the Lord. I felt a thrusting in my loins and a moist cavern enclosing my penis. As my vision came back, I looked down and made out the image of a head bobbing in rhytnm to the spasms of pleasure in my cock. It must have been going on for several minutes because I felt yet again a pinnicle of satisfaction arriving. I began actively thrusting no longer the least curious about how I happened to be there or who was giving me this glorious pleasure. Nothing now mattered other than achieving that mind shattering, cock draining release. And it came, a second coming as overwhelming as the first. Again I shouted, THANK YOU JESUS Pamela shouted PRAISE THE LORD And Reverened Henry T Procter mumbled glug aise glg esus gllgug Next thing I remember was slouching in my car next to Pamela who had somehow gotten my car keys and was driving me home. `Ahhhhh' I groaned. `Welcome back to life Richard' Pamela said smiling at me `Did you have a good time?'. I looked over at her in a state of semi-consciousness, uncomprehing. `umm. I guess so' and fell back to sleep. Story 17: Boys in the Morning it started as a lark when Krissy, looking down at her boyfriend teddy laying naked on the bed on his back with a flourishing erection, mused out loud `teddy's dick could probably win a beauty competition' teddy looked up with his lust inflected eyes `what are you talking about krissy?' your cock, teddy. it looks so cute lying there teddy loved to hear krissy say things like that. he stetched his legs wider open and moved his hips to enhance his prick show what kind of a beauty competition? well, teddy, lets say we get a bunch of our boyfriends together and have them show off their stuff. maybe compete with each other compete like how? well I just started thinking of it but, you know, prettiest, cutest, biggest, smallest just for starters I don't think I would want to be the smallest small is sweet teddy. dicky has a tiny one and all the girls just love to play with it me too actually. but do you think we could find enough boys to do it? are you kidding teddy? we know a lot of them. there must be dozens from the phal acadamy who would love to do it that's for sure! krissy sat down on the bed and began rubbing teddys smooth thigh, staring at his, she imagined, ribbon winning boy parts balls too, she said balls? you mean balls would be part of the competition well, it doesn't have to be just competing agaainst each other. it would be more about presentation and design. I can imagine a tableau of cute boys, say 2 or 3, just cuddling, rubbing against each other, kissing, all while showing whats gorgeous sticking out from between their wide open legs wow. I would so love to be in that tab low. why is it called that? it's a frenchy word for scene. although in my case I would call it an obscene where do I sign up krissy? teddy said that with a qwerky smile on his face. he knew when he started a relationship with krissy she could come up with anything for him to do and he would do it. especially sexy things. can I sign up too, krissy?. the voice was that of teddy's 5 year old brother willy who came bursting into the room. he jumped up on the bed next to teddy. krissy was pleased to note his minature penis bobbing up and down as he moved. he was entirely, gloriously naked and as fresh looking as a freshly scrubbed cherub hey willy. join the party. teddy greeted his lovable brother. teddy was very engaged in protecting willy from the ravages that a femme boy his age might encounter in life. it would not be overestated to say that teddy considered the adorable willy his lover. he tried to be with him whenever the boy ventured out into areas which might threaten willy's physical or psychological well being. I guess you could be in the toddler category willy, krissy suggested. you should do quite well with boys your age or close. krissy was quite taken with the boy and not above including him in her coterie of boy lovers. krissy could hardly resist developing her boy sex scenes with the two lovely brothers on the bed with her. teddy, she ordered, rub a finger over willys lips nice and slow. stare into willys eyes while your doing it. krissy loved to witness sex aroused boys staring deeply at each other. she wanted them to be totally immersed in sexual passion. willy giggled. it tickles he said in his petite girly voice. stick your finger into willys mouth teddy and you suck on it willy. the two boys played their roles expertly as if they had already done what krissy was ordering many times. the boys stiffys quivered with pleasure and krissys eyes glistened as she watched the oral sex games. suddenly, a fourth presence fluttered into the room and seamlessly joined the boys on the bed. `what a charming sight to greet me this early in the morning' the saftig hannah, flushed with the just awakened sleepy beauty of a loving mom as she greets her homo-sexing sons on the bed. `hi ms craney' `hi krissy. call me hannah' `hi mom' 'hi teddy' `hi mommy' ` hi willy', hannah leaned down and kissed willy full on his mouth sucking a pert tongue that darted out to slip between her heart shaped liips, as Teddy began tweaking willy's squiggling cock so you are having indecent fun with my boys, are you krissy? hannah inquired after reluctantly releasing willy's tounge from between her lips. it looks like you've got them worked up about something. krissy and hannah gazed at each other with heated looks. well, ms craney, ah hannah, it looks like the boys don't need any help from me, indecent or otherwise but if I can encourage them I'm happy to do so. tell me what you like them to do krissy. well hannah pretty much what they are doing now. willy had rolled over on top of teddy and teddy's tongue had replaced hannah's in willys mouth. their raptureoutsly naked bodies were gliding over each other like skates on cold ice and the sound of their silky skin rubbing together were palpable. gay boys in love and brothers to boot, sighed krissy. what could be more beautiful! well. how about hannah and krissy kissing each other watching the boys make love, hannah suggested. krissy leaned across to hannah. lets do it down here krissy. she guided krissy's head down within inches of willy's slowly undulating bottom. as the girls started kissing they felt the smooth flesh of willy's butt cheeks brushing onto their faces and out of the corner of their eyes witnessed the spectacle of teddy's pink, delectable balls being squeezed between his partially opened thighs and willys penis. krissy's devotion for her hannah kisses was acentuated by the presence of the boys sexual parts. she had always loved women and girls but never more than when they were exploring their lesbian desires quixotically in the presence of male homosexual arousal and male sexual organs. right now the fact that the sons doing the arousing were hannahs own and had, in a manner of speaking, been thoroughly vetted by hannah, heightened the passion of the girls kissing for both of them. the experience became truly memorable when, at a point with krissy's tongue exploring deeply into hannah's mouth, the girls heard a moan erupt from teddy, and with a movement of his loins unconsciously directed towards krissy and hannahs kissing lips, a spasm of boy juice spurted from his pulsing orgasm directly onto their faces. teddy and willy hugged together celebrating teddy's out-cum. the girls began licking teddy-cum off their faces. willy laughed and giggled that his mom was lapping up teddys milk. everyone on the bed erupted in fits of laughing which teddy decided could only be stopped by getting willy `off'. he bent over his sweet brothers quivering erection and devoted himself to willys pleasure as krissy and hannah watched. finally, the toddler bucked and mewled and shrieked as a few drops of early season boy-dew petered out. but for willy it was a thrill and to have everyone watching his cumming gave him a distinct feeling of pride. 2 hours later the four had packed picnic and other supplies, jumped into hannahs car and headed for `Wild Spear Park'. the days naughty activities had just begun. Story 18: Lucid Dreaming after reading the script, I am blindfolded and led into the room. the feminine hand that leads me is soft but firm. I am fully clothed except that I have been instructed to unzip my pants and remove my penis and balls and adjust them for complete exposure. I am semi-erect with aroused anticipation mixed with a tinge of fear. as instructed, I lie down on what appears to be a nylon comforter with a slight rise at the top. the comforter is sensual to my body through my clothes and even more to my exposed genitals. I discover quickly that slight movements can stimulate my engorging penis calm yourself, she tells me. wait for the others to arrive. as I rest my chin on the comforter rise for the next several minutes I sense the quiet approach of one or two others. at one point I feel the smooth skin of another person, possibly from a thigh, brush against my cheek. my groin moves involentarily at the sensuality of the contact. I sense that there are two people in front of me, one lying directly in front of me, the other in the opposite direction in front of my avatar. after a few minutes of quiet penetrated by the barely auditory sounds of soft voices, my avatar speaks. I am going to remove your blindfold. the room is dark but will slowly lighten until you can see me in front of you. as soon as we make eye contact, we will begin her face emerges almost like a beautiful white light from the mist. her features clarify and I am startled by her pristine beauty. a beauty which in some slight undefinable way has a unique, mysterious quality to it. her lipstick is bright red, her eyelashes darkened to enhance her penetrating black eyes within the white background. I wonder how a woman so compelling could survive in a world dripping with aggressive male sexuality. As if in a dream, the two bodies fully materialize in front of us. they are boys and they are naked. their bodies are positioned with their genitals immediately in front of us and accessible in multiple ways (voyeruism, fondling, licking, sucking). welcome to my world dick. I'm victoria. are you enjoying gazing at the delicacies on tonights menu? one for each of us? you can touch and taste but only after me. do only what I do do you know the boys victoria? only I get to ask the questions. do you like them? they are so pretty, victoria. thank you so much for finding them victoria runs a hand over her boys body from his navel down to the base of his penis. I follow immediately with my lovely appetizer. its like a dream of pure ecstasy to feel his skin caress my hand and to watch both bodies undulating provocatively under our stroking. are you in love with boys bodies, dicky? when they're soft and beautiful victoria. and also hard in certain parts. she laughs and my comment encourages her to tweak her tiny lovers pretty phallic play-toy. I follow suit and thrill to the spongy feel of my todlers penis head. spontaneously, victoria and I run our fingers over the puckered openings which are beginning to moisten with the dew of pre adolescent boy lust. suddenly, an apparition appears and seems to float over our heads. its as if a hologram has manifested itself out of thin air and magically produced a scene of two naked boys passionately kissing each other. they may be mystical images of the boys that victoria and I are fondling at that very moment. we hear their moans of pleasure as they kiss, tongues mating furiously in each others mouths and bodies slanting and cavorting against one another, hard penises flopping about under their sensual maneuverings. the hologram boys float down over our two adolescents and their penises, hanging straight down, come to rest on top of the reclining boys erections which are being held erect by victoria and myself we begin rubbing the phallic members against one another, masturbating them in our palms. I am so amazed with this hologramic apparition and the sensuality of the hologram boys having sex with their human counterparts where do they come from victoria?' the same place, dick the same place as our first two lovers? but where is that? right here. victoria taps my head after which the two penises being massaged in her hand flop out I stare at the released cocks my mouth drooling at the sight and relish the sensuality of victorias boys penises and, simultaneously, of the feeling of the two penises mating in my hand its not all in my head victoria. this is much too real to believe that. I suddenly thrust my mouth over the erections in my hand fearing that victoria might be telling the truth and that all of this would disappear. oh my god. the sensation of those cocks sliding together in my sucking mouth on the verge of immanant dual ejaculation is certainly too true to doubt. as mystified as I was at this entire experience, I felt it could continue indefinitely. and then, my clock alarm went off. I emerged from my sleepy reverie and groaned with frustration that my dream had come to such a sudden end. just a dream after all. but, I wondered, where did that taste of boy cum in my mouth come from?