Date: Sun, 22 Feb 2009 21:59:01 -0500
From: The Dip <dippr69@live.ca>
Subject: Challenged 3

I'm glad so many of you like the adventures of Mikey and his growing number
of friends. He is finally having the time of his life...


CHALLENGED 3


...we took a break and I said to Mikey "look at that kid sitting there; he
always seems to be watching us"

"Yeah, I noticed him too, let's go over and talk to him"

He wheeled over and I followed and the boy got a panicked look on his face
as he watched us approach "Hi, I'm Mikey and this is Chad what's your
name?"

He squirmed, blushing as he looked down at his feet, and replied meekly
with a slight stutter "It...'s Ti...Tim"

"Do you like watching basketball" Mikey pursued.

"W... well yes. I think you're r...really good" he replied, blushing again
and looked down at his feet then back at Mikey who smiled and said "Well
thanks, I appreciate that" and Tim broke out in a big grin.

"Practice makes perfect! And it also helps to have a good friend!" Mikey
said smiling as he gave me a slap on the shoulder just as the bell rang.
We told him we would see him later and he nodded his head rapidly as we
went back to our room.

Our last class was Phys Ed and there was Tim was sitting on the bench as
usual, smiling when he saw us. Mikey wheeled over to the end of it and
waved Tim down and he quickly got up and moved over to the end and sat
beside Mikey with that big grin still on his face.  They started chatting
right away as I went and changed.

I went over to them during a small break and Mikey said "we think you're
the best on the floor, don't we Timmy?"  Timmy nodded his head so rapidly
his glasses slid down on his nose and he pushed them back up with his
forefinger.

I went back on the floor to finish the class then joined Mikey and Timmy
and we told Timmy we would see him tomorrow and gave him a high five and he
gave us his big grin and scampered off.

On the way to class Mikey said "Tim told me about himself. His mother's on
welfare and they live in a small house in that shabby part of town and he
can't do any real physical stuff because he has some kind of a heart
problem. I think he likes me and he never said anything about my legs but
asked if he could feel the muscles in my arms. He's really shy but doesn't
stutter as much when he gets comfortable and he doesn't seem to have any
friends but he likes to have fun and play on the computer in the
library. He's kinda neat, I like him!"

After class, we met the Transit and Bob gave him a high five and lowered
the ramp "How's my favourite passenger today?"

"Not bad, I had a great lunch!" Mikey replied, reminding me of us in the
disabled stall, and rolled up the ramp giggling.

"What, no party tonight Chad?" Bob asked me maliciously and I smiled coyly
back as and he winked as he got in and drove off.

The next morning at recess we went to the gym again and Timmy was sitting
on his hands rocking back and forth and when he saw us he got that big grin
on his face, waved at us and scampered over, quite happy to see us.

I was bouncing the ball up and down in my hand as I asked him if he wanted
to stand beside Mikey and catch the ball if I don't throw it right.

He nodded excitedly and followed Mikey to the throw line.  When I was close
to them I purposely lobbed the ball lightly to him and he held his arms up
and the ball hit him on the chest and didn't grab fast enough so it bounced
down on to the floor.

He looked down at the floor dejectedly and Mikey spoke up, "that's OK Tim,
it was your first-time.  Remember what I said, practice makes perfect!  Try
it again Chad"

I tossed it again and he barely missed it, but he was getting quicker.  He
frowned and I tossed another one and he clasped it to his chest and held
it.  He got that big grin on his face again and Mikey clapped.  "See I told
you Timmy, you can only get better!"

We continued and I tossed him a half-dozen and I was close enough that he
caught them all but one.  The bell rang and he grinned and said a little
bolder, "th...that was a lot of fun guys! May..maybe I can do it another
time ".

"You bet your butt Tim" Mikey reassured him.

We headed to class and at noon we went back to the gym again for practice.
We quickly ate our lunch and when I asked Timmy if he was eating he said he
already had.  He was having a ball, so to say, with his new friends.

I noticed he rested his hand on Mikey's shoulder or arm every chance he had
and occasionally checked out the bulge in Mikey's shorts.  About 15 minutes
before the bell, Mikey said "I have to go to the washroom, you want to help
me Chad?"

I tried not to smile "sure I'll give you a hand!".  Timmy seemed a little
disappointed, as we said goodbye and I pushed the wheelchair down and into
the handicapped washroom.

We had our mutual jerk off and went back to our home room.  We had another
practice during afternoon recess and Tim helped out again, but there was no
gym today and after class Tim was waiting out front.

He walked us to the curb and when Bob pulled up he said, "oh oh, looks like
triple trouble!"

Mikey replied quickly "Bob, I'd like you to meet our new teammate Tim.
Couldn't get along without him now"

Tim looked down self consciously and Bob stuck his hand out and said
"Pleased to meet you Tim.  Can you keep these guys under control?".  Timmy
blushed slightly as he looked down again and shook his head then took Bob's
hand it and shook it

"Hey you guys, I just thought, you want to come back to my place and play
on my computer for awhile? I know you like computers Tim, and maybe we can
talk my mom out of some food"

"Tha.. that would be great! M..my mom works till 8 and all we have right
now is peanut butter till the check comes in.  Yuk ".

So we climbed in and Timmy enjoyed the ride, commenting on it several times
how he felt it was a limousine.  We arrived at Mikey's and he rolled up and
into the house.

"Mom!" he yelled, "I've got some friends for dinner if you don't mind"

"No sweetie, I don't mind" she said as she came around the corner. "Hi
Chad! And who is this good-looking boy?"

"Tim, my new teammate.  He's the ball handler and I want to show him my
computer"

His mom said she would call us when dinner was ready and we headed into his
room.

"Th.. this is fantastic!" Tim said as he surveyed the room "you have your
own room! I sleep on the bed in the corner of my mom's room.  A...and look
at your computer!"

Mikey told him to turn it on and he sat down ignoring us and fired it up,
obviously in his own environment. Mikey give me a warm grin and a thumbs
up. He put on a CD and Timmy swung around and looked at the stereo
wide-eyed "you have your own stereo too!"

He turned back and we watched him for awhile as his fingers flew around the
keys.  He was in his glory.  Mikey rolled up and put his arm over Tim's
shoulder and leaned in closer to the monitor.  Timmy responded by patting
Mikey's bony knee.  They were really enjoying each others' company.

"Chad, I hate to bother you but I need to go to the washroom" he said with
a sly grin on his face.

"Okay" I replied looking at the swelling in his shorts and winked as I
pushed him into the bathroom and locked the door.  He quickly pulled his
pants down to his knees and his cock popped up and I laid a towel over his
shorts, pulled mine off and stood beside him in front of the toilet and he
started jerking me.

I held my hand flat in front of my knob as my load let loose and hit my
palm and slid down into the toilet.  I knelt down in front of Mikey, and
started to jerk him off with my slimy hand.

"Oh... that feels...so great.. Chad" he groaned and fired a string of loads
up into the air that tumbled back onto the towel.

I wiped my hand and his cock on it and tossed it in the hamper.  I stood to
take a piss and he reached over and held it and watched the piss flow out
my foreskin.

"That must feel good " he commented as he shook the last drops off my
foreskin.

"Yes, sometimes I pull it back, but it's tender and adds to the feeling
when I'm pissing"

Mikey said he had to go too so I pried him up and he held his softening
cock and let it go.  He shook his head back and forth and said, "it feels
good to go standing up this way, thanks to you".

We went back out and Timmy was still locked onto the computer.  We watched
a bit, then I took my turn as they looked on and Mikey asked "Tim, these
shorts are uncomfortabe, you want to give me a hand changing them?  Chad
usually helps me but he's busy" and Tim looked a little embarrassed at
first then agreed.

Mikey wheeled over and grabbed a baggy pair that he had just bought, pulled
the tag off and put them on the arm of his chair.

He put his arms on the wheelchair's arms and lifted his butt slightly.
"Okay Tim, pull them off ".

Tim hesitated at first then undid the fly and pulled them down, staring at
the long bulge in Mikey's underwear.  The new ones had an elastic waistband
and he put Mikey's feet in holes and slid them up over his legs and the
waistband caught on Mikey's cock in the underwear and it bulged up as Tim
tried to pull them up over his hips.

"Push that damn thing down" Mikey said, half grinning, and Tim gently
grasped the shaft and pushed it down and slid the waistband up over it.
"Thanks Tim, I appreciate that" Mikey said as he sat down and adjusted the
crotch.  Timmy looked like he appreciated it too.

"th... that's OK Mi..Mikey, I don't mind at all", Timmy answered modestly
as he unconsciously ran his wrist down the front of his baggy pants a
couple of times.

"Hey Timmy, I have a pair of shorts that are too small for me that should
fit you.  Try them on" Mikey said and wheeled over to his bureau pulled out
a pair of cutoffs he had obviously never worn and handed them to Timmy.

He headed for the washroom, then stopped, more than likely realizing Mikey
had changed in front of him so he turned away modestly and dropped his
baggy pants.  He was wearing a pair of loose briefs with a safety pin
making the waistband smaller and they were well worn with holes and a
little stained.

Mikey reached in and pulled out a new pair of briefs "wait a minute Tim,
put these on too.  My mom bought them for me and they're too small.
Mothers..." and tossed them to Tim.

He took off his shabby shoes and odd socks then dropped his old underwear,
stepped out of them and pulled up his new ones.  His legs were smooth, not
real muscular and he had a nice set of tight buns.  We were staring, and
Mikey looked at me and raised his eyebrows and I raised mine back.

He wiggled the shorts on as they were a little tight, showing off his buns
nicely and he seemed to be struggling to do the front as he worked away,
then turned around and smiled bashfully at us.

OMG!  They were tight and he had a big bulge down his left pant leg!  I
could see why he had trouble fitting it in!  He seemed a little embarrassed
as he ran his hands down his hips and patted the bulge.

"Th...they seem a little tight" he said shyly "it kinda shows off
this...my...you know..."

"no no" Mikey blurted out "no they look really good and you know if you got
it, you gotta flaunt it!" and giggled as I nodded my head rapidly in
agreement.

He relaxed and grinned as he gave his snake another pat "The... they are
really rad Mikey" and he ran his hands up and down on his hips again
"than... thanks a lot! I don't get very much new stuff, these are really
great!"

Mikey reached into the drawer and pulled out a handful of T-shirts "tell
you what, my mom bought me these because I'm shooting the basketball, like
I'm the star player or something, but I think we should put them on as team
shirts" and tossed one to Timmy and Timmy quickly took his shirt off.

He had a large chest for a small guy, and was smooth and white. The shirts
were baggy and had a basketball with a Nike sign above it and Tim and I put
ours on, but Mikey was having some problems.  Mikey asked Tim to help him
again and Tim answered "su.. sure Mikey, you bet!" and almost raced over.

The shirt was caught behind Mikey and he leaned forward and rose slightly
and Timmy pulled it up and over his head.

"yo... you have big muscles Mikey!" Timmy said admiringly.

Mikey flexed his muscles and held his arms up, "what do you think, feel
them".

Timmy reached over and squeezed the bicep and tenderly ran his hand down
the huge pecs and slowly over the tight six-pack.  I figured Mikey would be
starting to get hard about now.

"Bo.. boy they're hard, I betcha you're really strong!" Tim said as Mikey
stared at the crotch before his face.

"Not bad, watch..." he took a bent 2 ft. length of 3/8 inch bar stock off
the floor and put the curve on his wheelchair arm and strained it out.
Then he held it out in front of him at arm's length and bent it back into a
U.  Timmy and I both said "wow" at the same time.

"I do that to keep fit" and held his arms up "these are both my arms and my
legs!"

Tim was stroking Mikey's arm tenderly when Mikey's mother hollered that
dinner was ready and Timmy said he had to use the washroom first and went
into the bathroom and closed the door.  We waited and when he came out he
pushed Mikey at a fast pace into the kitchen.

"Well boys, don't you look nice and you're wearing team shirts!" his mom
said cheerily, "are those your old shorts Mikey? They fit him so well, why
don't you give him the other pair of jeans that don't fit you anymore and
the three shirts that are too small for you.  You don't mind Tim? It would
save me a trip to the Goodwill".

Tim broke out in his big grin and pushed his glasses up "Th...that would be
great! Th...thank you ma'am"

We sat down to a hot chicken dinner and Timmy finished his plate before us
and asked timidly, " cou... could I have some more please, it's delicious!"

"Sure! There's lots!" Mikey said and passed him the bowls as Timmy loaded
his plate up for another round.

"Finish it up, you're growing boys, but leave a little room for dessert,
it's hot apple pie and ice cream " Mikey's mother told us in her motherly
tone.

Timmy's eyes bulged behind his glasses.  I could tell that Mikey's mother
was impressed with Tim's politeness and all his please and thank you's.

Mikey and I had a little more as Tim finished and wiped his plate clean
with a slice of bread.  I don't think it needed to be washed! Mikey's mom
set the pie down on the table and cut a slice for Mikey and I and one
almost twice as big for Tim and dropped two scoops of ice cream on ours and
three on Timmy's. He thanked her and proceeded to devour the pile.  We
finished and Tim gathered our plates and took them to the sink and turned
on the water.

"Oh Timmy, that's nice but you can leave them dear, I don't want you give
Mikey any ideas, so go and have some fun".

She gave Mikey a firm look, and he rolled his eyes at me and Timmy. He
thanked her again and told her it was delicious, the best he had in a long
time and she patted him on the head and told him he was welcome anytime.

We went back and Mikey took a turn at the game on the computer.  He played
a bit then reached down and ran his hand along Tim's bare leg and asked him
how he liked the shorts.

"I... I love them Mikey, thanks again" and placed his hand on Mikey's leg
and left it there, peeking at Mikey's crotch, as Mikey continued with the
game.

When Mikey would make a kill, Tim would squeeze and rub his bony leg.
Mickey pushed himself back from the computer and said, "I have to go to the
bathroom after that big meal, you take over Tim" and turned around and I
pushed him to the bathroom while Tim moved his chair over in front of the
computer and tapped away.

We went into the washroom and I locked the door and Mikey pulled his pants
down letting his hardon pop up and said, "I'm still horny, man did you see
Tim's tight buns and that snake in his shorts? Wow, and when he ran his
hand on my leg I thought I would blow my load.

We jerked each other off, dressed and went back out.  Timmy was still
pounding away and he said, "it's your turn Chad" and I took my place.

He looked at Mikey nervously and said, "I have to go home soon, and I
w... was wondering if maybe, before I go maybe, I could ha... have a
shower.  We don't have one at home and it would be kind of fun"

"No problem" Mikey said "take all the time you want, there's fresh towels
under the sink and if you want me to scrub your back just give me a
holler!"

Timmy blushed and hesitated and then responded, " n... no that's OK,
b... but maybe another time K? " giggling as he scooted in and pushed the
door back which didn't shut completely.

We heard the water splash as he took a mean piss, then the rustle of
clothes, then some mumbling and clicking sounds.  He opened the door
slightly and yelled, "Chad, can you c...come in and show me how to work the
shower?"  (No problem there!)

Mikey looked at me with raised eyebrows and I jaunted over and pushed the
door open.  He was naked and hunched over slightly and covering himself
with both hands "I'm sorry Ch... Chad, I'm so stupid"

"No you're not Tim, you're just not used to it, I'll show you " and I
reached in as he looked over my shoulder and showed him, "Now you try it"
and as he turned it on I noticed his big set of nuts hanging down under the
fingers of the hand covering his crotch.

"Th... Thanks Chad" he said as he took his glasses off and stepped under
the water and I paused for a moment and admired his naked back.  I was
tempted to wait till he turned around, but went out and joined Mikey who
was sitting at the computer watching the bathroom door.

"Was he naked?" he asked anxiously.

"Yes, he was trying to cover himself but his balls were hanging down and
they're really big"

"Well maybe I'll get lucky next time and scrub his back, or anything else
that needs scrubbing!" he said as he rubbed his crotch and cackled.

We heard the water splashing and his humming for quite a while and then it
stopped.  I peeked through the crack of the door and he was bent over with
his feet spread drying his legs and I could see his big nuts hanging down
and pink hole between his tight cheeks.  I was hoping he would turn around
but he started pulling his underwear and shorts on so I went back to Mikey.

The door opened and Timmy came strutting out.  Goodness, he looked
different! I didn't realize he was a bit dirty, but now his smooth skin was
white and his wet hair was combed and parted and he walked proudly feeling
good in his new clean clothes.  Even his glasses were shiny.

"Wow!" Mikey exclaimed, "you look fantastic!"

"Well I feel fa... fantastic thanks to you Mikey my friend" and he walked
over, bent down and gave Mikey an uncomfortable hug which Mikey responded
to.

Mikey's eyes were a little moist as he spun around and headed to the bureau
and dug out some clothes saying "better get these clothes together for you
little buddy before you leave ".

He pulled the clothes his mother mentioned out of a separate drawer and put
them in a bag saying, "I've got some socks here that are too small for me,
try them on" and tossed a pair to Timmy.

He pulled them on as Mikey tossed him a pair of Nike runners "see if they
fit, they're liked new, believe me they don't have any miles on them!" and
he laughed as he banged his hands on the arms of his wheelchair.

Timmy put them on quickly and walked around like people do in a shoe store,
looking at them in the full-length mirror on the back of the closet all
excited, "jeez Mikey, th...these are really neat! And they fit perfect!"

"That's good Tim, they look real rad on you" and he put another pair of
socks in the bag "You want me to pack your old clothes?"

"no, b... burn them!" he said laughing and strutted around some more in his
new outfit, admiring himself in the mirror.

He gave the bulge a little pat then turned and looked over his shoulder and
ran his hands over his tight buns and grinned at us in the mirror then
turned to us "well my mom will really be surprised!  She may not recognize
me!  You know she works so hard and would like to dress me better but can't
afford it but will understand when I tell her that you outgrew them and I
know she will be happy!"

"Well I guess I'd better get going" I said and Timmy agreed and grabbed his
bag of new clothes and the tattered plastic grocery bag that he carried his
books in and I picked up my backpack and Mikey rolled ahead of us to the
front door .

"J... just a minute guys" Tim said and stuck his head in the kitchen
"thanks Mrs. Cra... Crawford for that wonderful dinner and these
gr... great clothes!"

"Oh that's OK Tim, I'm so glad that somebody can wear them, especially a
nice boy like you.  Be sure you come back again now, OK" she sang out and
Tim caught up with us on the porch.

Mikey gave us high fives as we trotted down the stairs and went out to the
street.  We turned and waved at him sitting on the porch in his wheelchair
and he waved back.  I walked with Timmy and chatted.

"That was a fantastic time Chad.  You guys are the b... best.  You know,
Mikey's just like us, except he has wheels rather the legs.  And look at
these clothes, aren't they awesome! I don't know how I can ever repay him.
"

I looked down at him, the top of his head being at eye level, and told him,
"I don't think Mikey expects you to repay him, because you're his friend,
and that's all that counts"

We walked a couple more blocks and he told me how much fun it was on the
computer and he liked studying nature and practicing basketball with us.

"You know, it's too bad he can't compete with the other boys doing
free-throws, because I think he would beat everybody.  He's good.  And
don't tell him, but I really wanted him to scrub my back tonight" and he
put his fingers to his lips and giggled.  (Wait till Mikey hears that!)

We reached the intersection where we had to split and I told him I'd see
him tomorrow and headed down the street as he stood there.  I looked back
and gave him a wave and he waved back and headed home in his new Nike's.

It was a great night!

The next morning Tim was at curb and gave me a big wave and a big smile. He
looked really smart with his hair combed, new shorts, and of course his
Nike runners.  Mikey gave him a look of admiration as he rolled down the
ramp.

We chatted a few minutes and Mikey took a backpack with a Ferrari emblem on
it off his lap and handed it to Tim, who looked at it curiously "Oh yeah
Tim, I had a pair of sandals which I forgot to give you and that backpack
which of course you can see would be difficult for me to wear.  You might
as well have them"

Tim stared in disbelief at the backpack in his hand, then gave Mikey his
big grin and opened the pack, dumped the book from his old bag in it and
put it on proudly.  "Th... thanks Mikey.  This is so cool!" And he strutted
away with his thumbs hooked in the straps.

"Boy, does Tim ever look smart!" Mikey said proudly as we headed to class
too.

During our recess practice, Timmy couldn't do enough for Mikey as he shot
hoops.  We met out back for lunch and Timmy watched us eat.  I had my mom
make an extra sandwich and put in another pudding and I said, "Man, my mom
must think I'm an army, look of the food she gave me! You want this
sandwhich and pudding Tim, I'm full, I can't eat it all" and handed him the
sandwich and pudding.

He hesitated politely then licked his lips and ate it all and Mikey gave
him a banana he couldn't eat because he was full.  We did our practice
again and Mikey and I stopped off at the handicapped washroom for hand
jobs.

Mikey and Tim sat together for gym, where we were practicing the different
events for Sports Day.  One of them was the rope climbing where they put a
safety harness around our chest when climbed the ropes to the top to see
who was the fastest.

At the end of the class I was nervous as I went over to the teacher
"Mr. Smith, I was wondering when have our Sports Day, if he might have a
free throw competition.  Mikey has been really practicing and can't take
part in any sport that requires legs, but maybe if we had this he would be
on par with the others"

Mr. Smith thought for a moment as he scratched his chin, then said "that's
a great idea! I've seen him practice so much, but never thought of that.
Yes we will make that an event"

"That's great Mr. Smith! Thanks a lot, and I know it will give Mikey
something to look forward to.  Just one more thing, if I might make a
suggestion for you to consider also, I think he can do the rope climb if
someone is allowed to hold him up at the start.  He has really strong arms
and hands from wheeling his chair.  And maybe for an unusual event, we
could have arm wrestling, because I don't think anybody in the school could
beat him.  It would really be good if he could beat everybody with legs in
at least one event.  Sorry it I took up so much time but I thought I should
at least mention it, thanks" I said still a little nervous.

He thanked me for the suggestions and I went over really excited and joined
Mikey and Timmy " Mikey guess what! Mr. Smith is going to make free throws
an event for Sports and you can enter!"

Mikey's eyes went wide and his jaw dropped.  "What! Wow that's fantastic!
But do you think I'm any good? Some of those guys are really excellent"

I patted him on the head " Well I guess we'll find out, won't we buddy!"

During afternoon recess he worked extremely hard, hitting well over 80
percent as Timmy and I struggled to keep feeding balls to him.  During
class I suggested to Mikey that we have another sleepover because it's
Friday.

"Yeah man, excellent, I was thinking the same thing! I could use a good
workout!" he cackled and rubbed his crotch.

He was quite excited at the end of class as we headed outside and met Timmy
who was waiting at the curb with his new backpack on his back and a sad
look on his face.

The Transit pulled up and I said to Timmy "Mikey and I are having a
sleepover at my place and were wondering if you wanted to come along, that
is if you don't have any plans"

He got a surprised look on his face " n... no, I d...don't have any plans.
That would be so great! But I don't have any p...p.j.'s or anything".

"Well you won't need p.j.'s and I have everything you need" and he winked
at Timmy who grinned from ear to ear.

"Well, the three musketeers again! You're looking sharp Tim" Bob said as he
opened up the bus "where to today boys? "

"To Chad's place, please.  We're having another sleepover! " Mikey replied
proudly.

"Oh oh, that doesn't sound good!" he said with a wink and we loaded up and
headed off.

We got to my place and Timmy pushed Mikey and I helped pull the chair up
the steps and into the house.  There was a note on the kitchen table along
with some money and I said "looks like pizza tonight!  My mom's going to be
late!"

Timmy clapped his hands together and chirped, "excellent, I haven't had any
since my birthday last year!".  (I figured he would be able to eat at least
half of it)

We went into my room and I told him to fire up the computer.  I grabbed
some Cokes from the kitchen and my mother's computer chair and wheeled it
into my room.  They were sitting shirtless and Mikey had his arm over
Timmy's bare shoulders.

They turned and looked at me and Mikey said "it was getting hot in here so
we took our shirts off if you don't mind"

I said it was a good idea and took mine off and helped Mikey on to the
computer chair.  Timmy looked at me curiously " Mikey likes the change of
wheels every now and then" and they both giggled as I pulled another chair
up and Timmy sat in the wheelchair.

We drank our Cokes and took turns at the computer, putting our hands on the
legs of the player or our arms over his shoulders.

I knew Mikey was anxious to get things started and so I said "do you mind
if I take these uncomfortable shorts off, I usually play in my underwear in
my room, and it is the weekend right?"

Timmy fidgeted slightly as he nodded and stared as I pulled them off and
rubbed my bulge "that's better!"

"Do you want to give me a hand, Tim?" Mikey asked as he lifted his hips.

Timmy undid the shorts and pulled them off.  Mikey was getting hard and you
could see the outline of his shaft pressing out his briefs and Timmy
blushed slightly as Mikey ran his palm down the swelling and said "yes it
is more comfortable!"

Tim was a little torn between his modesty and wanting to be one of the
boys, and maybe the curiosity of his roaring genes.  We politely ignored
him and went back to the game.  He waited a few moments then stood up and
took off his cutoffs.  Mikey was glancing out of the corner of his eye at
the tight briefs with a large shaft curving down and tucking underneath.

Timmy was blushing slightly and Mikey turned and nonchalantly said, "Oh,
you took yours off too.  How's it feel?"

Timmy ran his palm down his thick shaft and said "y...you're right,
tha... that's better!" and grinned from ear to ear. (Man, he had our
attention now!)

We continued playing semi naked.  Timmy was playing and I rested my hand on
the inside of his thigh and slowly slid it up as he played till the back of
my hand pressed against his bulge.  He kept glancing down at our crotches.
Several times he slid his fingers under his waistband and scratched.

The next time he did it Mikey chuckled "got fleas Tim?"

He replied said innocently "oh, n... no, it's just my hairs"

Mikey looked surprised "you've got hairs? I don't have any, can I see
yours?"

Timmy blushed slightly and hesitated before sticking his thumbs in his
waistband and pulled it down, exposing his pubes and a bit of his dick.  He
had a couple dozen long ones on each side of the base of his thick shaft.

"That's neat!" Mikey said "can we feel them?"

Timmy felt important as he nodded approvingly.  We twirled the hairs in our
fingers and pulled on them lightly as he looked down and watched and I
noticed he was really straining against the briefs and rubbed my fingers
over the hard shaft that was showing.

"I don't have any yet, feel how smooth I am" and Mikey pulled his waistband
down exposing his bare pubes and a couple inches of hard shaft.

Timmy reached down and ran his fingers around the smooth pubes and Mikey
moaned softly "oh, that feels good.  I'm getting hard feel it"

Timmy was starting to get into it and pinched the base of the thick shaft
with his thumb and forefinger.  He swallowed and licked his dry lips and
Mikey said "looks like you are too!" and squeezed Tim's shaft and Tim
flinched at first then relaxed as Mikey continued squeezing.

I quickly pulled my waistband down exposing a couple of inches of my
swelling shaft and Mikey looked over "Better check out Chad Tim, looks like
he's tenting up too!"

He reached over, still squeezing Mikey's and started squeezing the base of
my hard shaft so I joined Mikey and squeezed Timmy's through the cloth and
it was thick and-yeah are You Home And At Home path and then he doesn't
pass any five back to home the winning home while homehb hard and he was
starting to squirm as he looked back and forth at ours.

"Well it looks like the three musketeers are getting their muskets up!"
Mikey blurted out and continued "do you want to help me take these darn
things off, before my dick breaks Timmy?"

...to be continued...