WOW!!

				Jack Sprat


    I'm maturing early. My prick is a good four inches. My balls are a nice
size, and I've a good growing patch of soft, black, crotch hair.  Many boys
in my locker room are still hairless.

    I'm an only child. My Dad, a military officer, travels a lot. When  mom
wants to go somewhere, she hires an off duty soldier to come over, feeling
I'm still to young to sit myself.

    This night, there was a new sitter, a young medic named Jeffrey. He seemed
real cool and we took an instant liking to each other. He received the usual
instructions, my taking a shower at ten, then right to bed.

    After my shower and crawling into bed, I decided to read before turning
off the light. There was a rap on the door. It was Jeffrey.

    "Can I come in?"

    "Sure!"

    "I just wanted to say when I'm on hospital night duty, I give massages at
bedtime.  Patients slept better afterwards. Want one?"

    "Sure! Why not?"

    I tossed my covers back and rolled to my stomach. I sleep in my briefs.

    Jeffrey's fingers started digging into my neck and shoulder muscles. It
felt real good. He traveled down my back pressing a widened two fingers down
to my tail bone. He pulled more covers away, massaging right around my briefs.

    "O.K." Jeffrey said, pulling up the covers,  "Go to sleep now ...
unless you want your chest and tummy done?"

    "Uh Huh. Might as well!"

    I rolled over and pushed the blankets down letting Jeffrey's smooth, soft
hands knead my ribs and stomach. It was so relaxing.

    Jeffrey pulled the covers down to my feet and started on my legs.
Working my lower thighs with his open hands, his elbow pressed and slid across
my crotch. I thought nothing of it.

    "I'm almost done," he said.

     Moving up, letting his fingers slide under and circle my waist elastic,
he quickly pushed his hand lower, lightly feeling and rubbing my penis and
balls. I jumped with surprise. I grabbed his arm.

    "HEY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" 

    "RELAX! I'm a medic. Let me complete your massage."

    Jeffrey's other hand kept pushing my defending hands away.

    This wasn't right! No one had ever touched my naked malehood. I was
confused. I was angry. I was humiliated. I didn't know what to do or how to
act.

    As he continued, it felt better. My body weakened, relaxing, and feeling
pleasantly strange. I became helpless to resist. I wanted more. He slipped off
my shorts. I spread my legs wider. 

    My prick slid through his lips, his tongue gently and erotically
grating at my moistened sensitive tip.

    I went bananas when he pressed a dry finger against my asshole while
grasping and rolling my balls. My crotch bucked and gyrated. My moaning
gasps started. Hot cum moved through me, with my strong streams splashing into
his throat. 

    "WOW!"

    I just lay in a daze, limp, my body in wonderment of what had happened. 
I was so relaxed and satisfied.

   If this what growing up is all about, it's going to be great.

                                    ...the end