Date: Tue, 18 Mar 2014 00:49:25 +0000 (UTC)
From: fiveholepunch@comcast.net
Subject: Greggy Peeks

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Greggy Peeks     Part One

Friday

I followed Ryan after school. I stayed behind so he didn't notice me. We
live on the same street. We're both in fifth grade. I overheard something
about Ryan on the playground. I was following to see if it was true.

I just moved in to the neighborhood a month ago. I only have a couple of
friends at school. Even though I am eleven, some people think I am like
nine or something.  I am the smallest guy in my class. Ryan is one of the
tallest. He is very popular. He has blonde hair and blue eyes. I have black
hair and brown eyes. I wish Ryan were my friend. He says hello to me, but
we don't play together.

I heard some boys talking about what Ryan did in the garage after
school. They said they heard that he did it every day and that sometimes
other boys did it with him too. Ryan was walking home alone today.

He turned down the alley that ran behind our street. Most of the houses had
a two-car garage that backed up against this alley. The neighborhood was
old and the garages had a side door and a couple of windows. I waited at
the corner and peeked around to see if Ryan was going to go into his
garage. He did.

I walked down the alley to Ryan's garage. I snuck up and hid in the bushes
on the side of the garage. I carefully peeked in the window. I didn't want
Ryan to see me. Ryan was in there, near the back. I saw him take a key off
the wall and unlock his dad's toolbox. Ryan opened the door and took a
calendar that was hanging inside. It had a woman in her underwear on the
front.

Ryan went over and put the calendar down on top of the workbench. He opened
it up and looked at the picture. It was a woman sitting on a car. She
didn't have any clothes on, just shoes. Ryan rubbed the front of his jeans
right where his thing was.

Ryan flipped to the next page of the calendar. It was a different naked
lady. Ryan unzipped his jeans. I could see the white cotton of his
underwear. He reached in and pulled his penis out. It was half hard. Ryan
started pulling on it.

It was true. The boys I overheard said that Ryan went home after school and
played with himself in the garage and he did.

Ryan let go of his penis to flip to the next page.  I could see his totally
stiff boner sticking out of his jeans.  I noticed my penis was getting
hard, too.  It was stuck painfully in the folds of my pants.  I tried to
adjust it, but I couldn't get it straight in my tight pants and I didn't
want to move around too much in case I might be spotted.

Ryan went back to tugging at his boner.  He turned the calendar sideways to
look at a woman lying on a motorcycle.  She didn't have any clothes on
either.  Ryan turned the calendar again to look at another picture.  I
couldn't see what it was, but Ryan jerked himself faster.

Ryan went to another page.  It was a woman bending over a car, you could
see her butt.  Ryan started going really fast on his penis.  He closed his
eyes and made a face.  He sort of stood on his tiptoes and then looked down
at his penis.  He gave a few strong tugs and then stopped.  After a few
seconds he let go and put his finger on the end of his penis, then held it
up and looked at the tip.  He rubbed his finger against his thumb, looked
again and then wiped them on his underwear.

Ryan put his penis back in his underwear and zipped up his jeans.  He
picked up the calendar, gave another look at the woman bending over the car
and then closed it up and went towards his dad's toolbox.  I decided I
better get out of there and snuck back to the alley.  It was hard to walk
with a boner.  My penis was still stiff when I got to my house.

Why did Ryan play with his penis?  I went upstairs to try to do what Ryan
did, but my little brother was in our room.  I went into the bathroom and
tried what I saw Ryan do in the mirror.  I got my penis out and tugged on
it.  It got stiff again.  It kind of felt good.  I wish I could ask Ryan
about it.


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