Date: Thu, 25 Feb 1999 13:29:50 +0000
From: towles@mail.tds.net
Subject: Jimmy and Carl

I was crazy with lust for him. Here I am, 20 years old, always straight
before, and I have fallen head over heals for a BOY. What the fuck is going on
here? I am not ugly and always had all the girls I wanted. I am 6'2", thin at
154 lbs, brown curly hair (I HATE the curls), green eyes. I was a girl magnet.
A couple of times I had two at the same time. (Exhausting.)

Never did anything with guys, even just jerking off. Sure, I had looked at
guys--in the showers and when my buds slept over. That was just curiosity and
comparing. I was always satisfied with the comparisons. I am no monster in the
sex department, but I have ample equipment. It always made the girls happy
enough. My dick is about average I guess. But my balls don't quit. I am really
proud of how fat they are and how low they hang. I have even seen guys staring
at them in the locker room.

I am home from college for the summer (3rd year) and got a job as a lifeguard
at our local community pool. I have worked here 2 years before. Have all the
lifesaving courses behind me, but this was the first year I was head guard.
Top dog. I planned to line up lots of sweaty nights with chicks and so far was
doing pretty good, seeing this was only my second week home.

But now there was Jimmy. Let me explain about him. It was Wednesday
morning--usually a quiet day--but something went wrong with the recirculating
pump in the pool. No water was coming out. The equipment room is behind the
men's dressing room. Nobody was in the pool, so I went back there. I noticed a
boy--maybe 13 or 14--starting to change. He and his mom had arrived a few
minutes ago, and she went to the Ladies changing area. Not bad looking! I need
a notch on my belt for a married woman! She would do the trick I thought when
I saw them come in. A quick glance told me he was a typical sloppy teen. I
hate baggy clothes but guess that's all they wear now. As I went into the
equipment room, he saw me and stopped undressing. I got the pump going again
(it had tripped the circuit breaker) and came back into the dressing room. My
heart stopped.

Jimmy (I didn't know his name then) was down to his Jockeys. He did not hear
me enter the room, so he pulled them down and off. His boyhood bounced around
between his legs. Did I say that he was a red head? His little patch of pubic
hair was a blazing red. Like a fire was going on there. Like autumn leaves on
a maple tree. His smallish looking boy prick hung over a set of hairless
balls. HUGE balls! I had never seen a pair of balls like his. I was
dumbfounded and filled with lust. I had never thought of a guy this way
before. Here I was drooling for a boy's balls. I had to have him. I would.

He saw me then and quickly pulled up his boxer style swim trunks. I am sure
the nylon liner was strained by his gonads. The size of them still showed by
the bulge in his trunks when he got them up. He ran out to join his mother.
Jimmy, she said, don't run at the pool. Typical mother, but I am glad she said
it. I have seen some nasty spills on the slick apron around the pool.

I climbed up into my chair and watched my only two customers in the pool. Mom
sat on the steps at the shallow end, while *Jimmy* was all over the place.
Even though it was only 9:30, the June sun was really hot, and I was sweating.
Since there were only 2 people in the pool, I decided to get in for a quick
dip to cool off. I climbed down, went to the diving board, and did a nice
dive. I swam over to the side and held onto the pool rim. Suddenly, there was
a splash beside me, and Jimmy surfaced. Hi, he said. Hi back to you. You the
life guard? Nah, I just work here, I said kidding him. I saw you sitting up in
the chair. Yeah, sometimes they let me do that. Closer to the sun for my tan!
He looked real serious. I want to get up in the chair. Can I?

Jimmy, right? Yes, what's your name? Carl. Hey Carl. So you want to get up in
the chair? YES!! I swam over to his mother and got a nice smile. Jimmy wants
to get up in the lifeguard chair with me. Is that ok? Yes, she said. Come on
Jimbo, guess you will get to see what the lifeguards see. He hugged his mom
and climbed out of the pool with me. His body was stunning. Milk white skin
(it was early for a tan) and shocking red hair. It was cut short at the sides
with bangs down his forehead. Even his eyebrows were bright read. I had
already noticed a few strands of red hair under his arms. 

I climbed the stairs to my chair. He was almost jumping up and down at the
bottom. I reached down to his upstretched hand (hum, a left hander too) and
pulled him up. He sat on my lap and waved frantically to his mother. She
smiled and waved back. I was in heaven. Even though he had been swimming and
smelled of chlorine, there was a hint of boy aroma too. I pulled him back
against my chest so he could not fall. The tender skin of his back rubbed the
tender skin of my chest. My nipples got instantly erect.

Incredibly, I could feel his mamouth balls against my trunks. I was about to
get a major bone because of this beautiful boy. He had no idea what was
happening. Neither did I. He leaned back against me and sighed. 


Jimmy and Carl-2

Thanks for the nice comments many of you took the time to send. Here is
Part 2. If you should not read it, don't.

This was major pickle time. I am not making any allusions here--I mean I was
in a pickle with this package of perfection in my lap, which was growing by
the minute. Not the package in my lap...not the redhead...shit, you know what
I mean.

As has so often happened in my so-far charmed life, I was saved by Providence.
Jimmy, his mom called. Yes ma'am, he said. It is time to go. I have a hair
appointment. Ooooohhhhh MOM, he said. Can't I stay? No, you have some chores
at home young man. Shit, he said real softly. I just stared at him--he laughed
quietly at how brave he had been to say the "s" word. I smiled at him. I
lifted him off my aching lap and gently lowered him to the ground. He took off
for the dressing room.

Jimmmieee, his mom screamed as he ran.  There was a soft swooshing sound,
followed by a sickening THUD. I was out of the chair in one big step and over
his unmoving body in one more step. While his mother had hysterics, I
carefully picked up the still boy. He had slipped just at the door to the
men's dressing room and slid into the door frame, hitting his head. There was
a cut on his forehead but not a lot of blood. His eyes blinked open.
Whaaaaaat? He felt the growing knot on his head. Shit, he said, loud this
time. JIMMY. Sorry mom. He also had a scrape on his right shin from the
concrete pool apron. 

Ma'am, I think he is ok. My name is Carl, and I held out my hand. She put hers
in mine--it was very soft and warm. If you want, I will take him in and get
him cleaned up and changed for you. I have a first aid kit in there and can
put some antiseptic and bandages on his cuts. She smiled broadly. Thank
you, Carl. 

I picked up the little.......angel. Inside the door, he suddenly got dramatic
and went totally limp in my arms. Oooooohhhhh. What, I said? I feel faint, he
said. Faint my ass, I said, and tickled his ribs. He went ballistic with
laughter. Get dressed I told him while I went for the first aid kit. I need
your help, he said. Sounds like a plan, I thought. Ok, hold on. I got the kit.
It had some stuff for cuts that really burns. I looked real seriously at him.
This is strong medicine, I said as I liberally doused his forehead and leg. He
went pale with pain but did not utter a sound. Brave kid I thought. Now get
changed. Help he, he whined. Oh God, here goes. Help you with what? You can
move all the necessary body parts, I said. No, I need you to help. He would
not move.

I opened the locker with his clothes. He had a white towel, a yellow OP tee
shirt, a pair of baggy jeans, a pair of Adidas sneakers, and finally a pair of
white boy's Jockeys (size 26). I was really turned on when I picked up the
soft Jockeys. I was so tempted to bring them to my nose, but he was staring at
me. Pull off your trunks, I said. He hesitated, stood up, and in one quick
motion they were down. I tried not to stare. Dry off I said and threw him the
towel. He vigorously rubbed himself in the towel and I sneaked peeks at his
bouncing 3" prick and balls and flaming pubes. I was beginning to get even
more turned on by his uncut penis than his fat balls. No, I liked the red
pubes best. No, it was the whole package of perfect boyhood I liked. I was
beginning to forget about girls!

Get dressed. In 30 seconds, he was dressed and beaming. Lets go, I said. We
went outside. His Mom was changed and waiting for us nervously. Is he ok? No,
he is a little demon. Physically, he is fine. She smiled broadly again. Carl,
how can I thank you? That threw me. Suddenly I was brought back to the hetero
world. This woman was maybe mid-30s and very cute. I could tell her a few ways
to thank me.

Mom, I want Carl to come to dinner. Wonderful idea, she gushed. Can you come
over tonight? Ma'am, that is not necessary, thank you anyway. MOMMMMM. Please,
come over at 7:30. We are at 523 Briarwood Drive. Dress casually. See you
then. With that, they were gone, but not before Jimmy gave an evil smile over
his shoulder. What did that mean?

Am I making you wait too long? And for what? Which one? Both?


Jimmy and Carl-3

After a lot of second thoughts, I arrived at 523 Briarwood Drive. I had
showered, been thru my entire closet twice trying to decide what to wear. Who
was I dressing for? Her or him? Finally, I decided to dress just
simple--kakis and a Woolrich soft wool shirt that was dark green and white
plaid. Ok, ok--white tee under and white cotton briefs. Don't remember the
socks. Black Adidas tennies.

I rang the bell and stepped back to admire the nice neighborhood. Mom was
doing ok here.  Good thing I stepped back. The door flew open and suddenly
there was this hurricane all over me. Jimmy jumped on me and wrapped his arms
and legs around me. His downy cheek was tight against my stubbly one. HI, he
said. Mom made us some weird stuff for dinner, but I hope you like it. She
said I can stay up til nine with you. Whoa dude. Slow down. He grinned at me,
almost mouth to mouth. I gentle put him back on the porch floor. Can I come
in? Oh, sorry, come in Carl. He said my name in a way that made me melt. MOM,
MOM? He is here.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me into the foyer. Wow, nice house. His mom
appeared at the end of a long hall leading God knows where. She was a total
vision of loveliness in a long black dress that accentuated her perfect body.
Plus, she had a martini glass in her hand. She offered me the drink--I assume
you indulge? Thank you. Call me Anne, Carl. Thanks, Anne.

Jimmy, still gripping my hand, said--want to play some video games? He pulled
my into a mammoth room that had everything from wide screen TV to a pool
table. Part of the swimming pool came into the room too. See you guys in a few
minutes, Anne said. Dinner will be ready in a few minutes.

Jimmy pulled me over to a sofa and pushed me down. He then got a remote and
turned on the 60" TV. Wait, he said as he scurried around for the game
stations. He found two and handed me one. Lets go!!! For about 20 minutes we
played games I had never seen before. He beat me every time and loved it! 

Dinner is served. Anne was totally a vision of beauty and femininity in the
door to the next room. Jimmy pulled me (as usual) into the next room. It was
like a banquet hall. The table could easily seat 20 people or more. Anne was
at the head seat. Jimbo pulled me down next to him about half way down the
table. Jimmy, would you bring our guest up to this end? she said. Reluctantly,
Jimmy got up and took me up next to his mother. (Was he jealous?)

The dinner was spectacular. Some kind of quiche with lobster and crab and
cheese and onions. A simple salad of fresh spinach, hard boiled eggs,
artichoke hearts, hearts of palm, and balsamic vinaigrette dressing. A
wonderful white wine from Virginia. (Who knew they could make wine?)

Every so often, I caught Anne glancing at me. I just smiled and chowed down.
When all the food was gone, Anne called the maid (a MAID?) to clean up.

Jimmy, it is time for your bed. Long past. He whined--MOM, I want to be with
Carl. Jim, we will go back to the pool to see Carl. Say goodnight. He looked
up at me. I could see the glint of tears in his eyes. K sport, see you in a
few days dude. Glad you are alright after the fall. He totally surprised me
with a kiss, then he was gone in a flash.

The maid came in--anything else Ma'am? No Clarice, thank you. See you
tomorrow. Now it was just Anne and me. Brandy? Yes, thanks. We went into a
small cozy room off the dining room. There was a big fire blazing in the
fireplace. Sit, she said. It was more like an order. She poured two snifters
of very expensive Conigac. She sat beside my on the glove-soft leather sofa.

Ok, Carl, she smiled sweetly. Here is the deal. I lurched with a mouth full of
prime brandy. What is coming? My husband--Jim's father--died two years ago. He
crashed his plane in the desert. He was a good man, a good father. I need a
good man to take care of my needs, and Jim needs a Dad. You are a very pretty
boy and seem to be nice. Both of us want you. I understand if you like it both
ways. Just keep me saitsfied and do not hurt my Jimmy. I am very wealthy and
will take care of your every need, as long as you do your new job well. Deal?

My dinner was about to come back up. Could I be hearing this?


Jimmy and Carl-4

I looked at her carefully. She was looking back intently but with tenderness
too. Anne, I am in college--one year to go. I don't know what life is all
about yet, but I want to find out. I am very much attracted to both you and
Jimmy--yes, I am bi, but only experience with women so far. But I am not for
sale. She smiled broadly. Carl, that is just what I wanted to hear. I am not
proposing to buy you, just help you. In return, I ask that you care for Jim
and me. You pick the time and the way, just be with us.

I was in turmoil. What was going on here? She stood. Come with me. I stood and
followed her to the foyer and then up the stairs. She took my hand like Jimmy
did and led me down the hall. We entered an enormous room with furniture like
the living room--sofas and chairs were arranged around a huge stone fireplace.
In the back of the room was a king size bed surrounded by windows.  She pulled
me over to the bed. I want to find out what your experience with women has
taught you. Get undressed.

I was starting to get turned on by this woman telling me what to do. No, let
me undress you. Her soft hands started to work on the buttons of my shirt.
When it was off, she pulled my tee up my chest and over my head. I like it
that you are not hairy, she said. Then, she leaned in and began sucking my
right nipple while she undid the button an my khakis and let them drop to the
floor. Take off your shoes. I bent over to pull off my Adidas and socks and
step out of my khakis.

Nothing was left but my jockeys. Her left hand went to my basket and began
gently massaging my package. In no time I had a roaring erection. Hum....nice
down there too, she whispered. Then she dropped to her knees and began kissing
my mound. I like your smell, she said. Let's get rid of these--I will get you
some new ones. With that, she ripped my jockeys off. Oh yes, she said. Very,
very nice, as she held my rod in one hand and fondled my balls in the other.
She kissed my swollen glans, then nibbles on the foreskin. I want this baby in
me. She stood and in 30 seconds was naked. She walked up to me and pushed my
cock down between her legs, rubbing it around her pubes. Then she really
surprised me--she grabbed me around the shoulders and pulled herself up on me,
her legs around my waist. Give me that tool, she growled. My upward curving
dick was at the entrance of her cunt. I reached down and made entry.

Man, I was leaking precum all over, so I slipped right in her tight hole. Fuck
me like you never did before, Carl baby. I began to hump into her while she
licked my ear. Harder, she said. As I picked up speed, my balls were swinging
in the wind. My steely rod was encased in her to the hilt. She reached down
and grabbed my balls. Oh Baby, you got nice equipment. Use it on me. She began
to whimper--FUCK ME, FUCK ME. I fell back on the bed with her gripping my body
tightly. She was now in top. I had never had a fuck like this. She began to
ride up and down my pole. Suddenly, she let out a low moan and squeezed my
balls hard. I'm cumming she whispered. Then, I AM CUMMING she yelled! I was
about there too, my peter had never been so hard. I began my usual grunts when
I come. She had gotten quiet but when I started to unload she came again and
told the whole world about it. We froze in each others arms as I pumped my boy
jizz into her cunt. When it was finally over, she rolled off me. Lick my cunt,
she said. Make me cum again with your tongue. This was wild! I bent down to
her steamy mound. The load I had injected into her was dribbling out. I found
her clit and began to suck on it, eating my own cum at the same time.
Suddenly, she went rigid. OH GOD, she yelled as she bucked her cunt into my
mouth. Then she went totally limp on the bed. 

It was maybe five minutes before we said anything. My peter was totally soft
and my balls and prostate were empty. She gently fondled them, covered in our
goo. She went down on me and licked me clean. Carl, that was the best sex I
ever had. I think you will be the perfect teacher for my Jimmy. I think he is
bi, maybe gay. Just remember, don't EVER hurt him. I could not believe my
ears. She was telling me to teach her son about sex. My badboy started to fill
again thinking of that prospect. Hey, you getting ready again? Babe, you have
worn me out. Go sleep with Jim and start his lessons.  Down the hall, third
door on the left. With than, she got under the covers of her bed and was out
like a light. I got off the bed and headed for the door and for my ultimate
fantasy. 


Jimmy and Carl-5

I stumbled in the dark hallway, feeling doors. I got to number three on the
left and gently turned the knob. (Where did all those doors on the right go?)
I expected dark and quiet. I got lights and acid rock. My Jimbo was sitting
cross-legged on his bed. Hey Carl, he grinned at me. Have fun with Mom? I was
not prepared for this. He had on a pair of tight white Jockeys and his boyhood
was barely contaiined. Not boyhood, shit, his balls jutted out like any full
grown adult male--more than most. I guess I stared.  Come play with me Carl,
unless Mom was too much for you. He grinned even wider.  I carefully closed
the door so as not to wake Anne. My erection was back in full force. Oh, so
you got some steam left in ya I see. He winked.

I sat on the edge of his bed. He scooted over to me so that his basket was
against my right leg. I could feel boy heat radiating into my leg. Slightly
damp from his sweat and what else? I had assumed he was too young to pre-cum
or maybe even cum. I was wrong. He was pre-cumming big time. So, did she blow
you or just fuck you? He was totally serious.  JIMMY! Watch your mouth. He
looked a little taken aback, but not for long. I know what she does with cute
guys like you, he said. Cute? He thinks I am cute? Tell me what you did with
her. Jimmy, NO WAY. His left hand moved to the crotch of his Jockeys and he
began to grope himself obscenely.

He pulled the leg band of his Jockeys open so that I could see his ripe
hairless scrotum. Then he actually ripped them open so that everything was
just hanging out. I could not help myself and gazed at the perfection of his
boyhood. His penis was not quite soft and drooped down over his huge nuggets.
About 3" long. He was uncut, but the foreskin was slid partway down his glans.
The glans was fat and a gentle pink. It was still oozing his clear lubricant.
The hairless scrotum held the most magnificant pair of gonads I had ever hoped
to see in my life. He scratched his balls listlessly. Carl, you want some real
sex? He began to stroke his dick. It rose up against his smooth belly and
almost reached his cute navel. It was at least 7", maybe more. Huh? he said.
Want this? He slowly stroked his boyhood. How could a kid of 13 have all this?
And he wants to share it with me!

My Mom likes it, do you? YOUR MOM LIKES IT? Yes, she has taught me all about
sex with women--I want sex with a MAN now. His hand worked its way into my
underwear. Whoa! What do we have here, he grinned.


Jimmy and Carl-6

How could anything that feels so right be so wrong? Well, I guess you could
say that about drugs, too. Carl, Mom says I got big balls. Feels like you do
too, as he squeezed my bag gently in my briefs. I want to compare. With that,
he pulled my borrowed Jockeys down under my balls (whose briefs were they?).
Spread your legs, he said, then scooted up with his legs over mine. Our
scrotums touched. He got real serious. Let's see. He pulled my jewels up with
his left hand and his own with his right. He stared intently. Think I am about
the same size as you but you got some neat hairs on yours, he said. Jimmy,
your smooth sack is perfect--don't be in too much of a hurry to grow up and
get hair down there. He grinned and squeezed me hard. OUCH. He laughed and
then squeezed his own until he turned a bit pale. His boy penis danced against
his smooth, pale belly.

Carl, I want to suck you off. It was so matter of fact, the way he said it.
Then I want you to suck me off. I promise I will be even better than Mom. Here
I was again, being told what to do. Take off those briefs and give them to
me--I want to keep them. I stood up and peeled them down. He took them and
smelled deeply. Shit he said, these are clean--did Mom ruin yours and give you
these? I grinned. Ok, I will get your dirty ones from Mom. Lie down. For the
next 5 minutes (I could not last longer, even though I had cum in his Mom just
a few minutes ago), I had the best blow job I had ever had in my young life. 

Jimmy would suck me and then stop to talk. Carl, you have a perfect prick.
Carl, I love the smell and taste of your balls. Carl, wish I had as much
precum as you. Carl, later I want this big boy up my butt. Then, as my entire
body stiffed up, Jimmy got serious and hung onto my glans with his mouth,
sucking for all he was worth. Once in a while, he would nip me with his teeth,
look up at me, and smile. Jimmy, I am going to cum NOW, I managed to croak. He
briefly stopped sucking. Kewl, he smiled, and took me back in his mouth. My
boy semen vaulted from deep in my abdomen up the slim tube of my dick. It
gushed out of my slit. Jim had inserted his tongue there, so the forceful
pressure of my ejaculation sprayed left and right in his mouth. I cannot
believe how much semen was still in my prostate after Anne had emptied it. Jim
was humming on my dick as he took my load. He did not swallow any. When it was
finally over, he moved up my body and laid beside me face to face--his cheeks
distended like a squirrel with my cum. He leaned over me and put his lips to
mine. His lips parted and his tongue pushed mine to gain entry. I opened my
lips and a warm wave of my cum and Jim's spit ran into my mouth. We both
swallowed together.

I was close to heaven--heaven itself was coming next. Jim snuggled his firm
boy body next to mine. My turn, he said!


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He laid his milky white body back on the bed and spread his hairless legs
wide. I focused between them. His prick had softened a bit and was lying over
his dangling scrotom. Both were hanging about five inches from his smooth,
white abdomen. I could only stare at the perfection of this boy's sexual
development. Unlike most guys, his right ball hung lower than the left. Even
THAT was a turn on. I looked carefully at his rocks as he began to squirm.
Carl, hurry!

I slowly reached out and the fingers of my left hand (yep, I'm a southpaw too)
and made gentle contact with the hairless boy scrotom between his legs. It
hung so long that I could not see his no doubt hairless anus. I intended to
see it and pleasure it as well. Contact with his wrinkled ball container sent
a wave of lust into my body like I had never known before--not even with the
hotest girls I had been with. I was actually touching another male erotically,
sexually, sensually. My head reeled with lust for this vision of boy
perfection before me. The foreskin still hid his glans from me. I gently felt
his swollen balls like the doctor in my Boy Scout camp did when he was
checking me for a hernia, before he pressed his finger up between my balls
and ass. 

I lost control. I could not even think at that moment. I leaned down to his
groin and was surprised to find that his smell was as musky as my own--he was
indeed a man in the body of a just barely boy. I began to kiss his balls
first. Then, I took them both in my mouth at the same time. (It was not easy.)
I could taste and smell sex that was so much more exciting to me now than a
woman. His boy cock was now throbbing against his white belly. I wanted that
long babymaker in my mouth. I pulled it off his stomach and to my lips. Jimmy
was making quiet sounds--deep breaths and little high pitched whimpers. I knew
he--this 13 year old boy--was close to climax. I rubbed his Cowpers fluid
across my lips. He made more precum than I did! Then, it was over in a flash
of lightning, with a drum roll of thunder. He tensed, then sighed. His boy
prick was at maximum hardness as he began to pump his warm and semi-thick
semen into me. He first coated my throat with it, then my tongue in the last
few shots, then dribbles.

We did not make a sound for a few minutes.

Then--Carl, can we all be lovers? You, me, Mom? I heard a click over this
thrilling question. His door opened, and Anne looked in.