Date: Thu, 17 Oct 2013 03:29:42 -0400
From: SH
Subject: Halloweenie

Halloweenie


        My name is Brian and I just turned twelve.  I'm in the sixth grade
and in my last year in elementary school.  I'm about five feet tall and I
have light brown hair and hazel colored eyes.  I play soccer and baseball
which keep me in good shape.


        My friend Liam is a little older and a little taller than me.  He
is about four months older and three inches taller.  Liam has blonde hair
and blue eyes.  He plays soccer and baseball too, but we have always been
on different teams.  He has a slim build like me and is a popular kid
around school.


        Liam and I used to be real close friends when we were younger.  We
were in the same classroom in first and third grade and we played together
a lot back then, but we had different teachers the past two years and kind
of drifted apart.  We lived a few blocks from each other and it was far
enough to keep us apart.  We ended up hanging out with other kids and only
saw each other on the playground at school.


        This year Liam and I ended up in the same class.  We became close
friends again and spent a lot of time together in and out of school.  We
walked to school together and even sat next to each other in class.
Sometimes we got in trouble for talking or goofing off, but our teacher was
pretty cool and didn't make us move desks or anything.


        At our school, we celebrated Halloween with a costume contest and
classroom trick-or-treating.  There was a big assembly that the whole
school attended and a kid from each grade won prizes for the best costume.
They gave away gift cards and video games so everybody wanted to win a
prize.


        Liam and I discussed what costumes we were going to wear a couple
of weeks earlier.  I found out that Liam was going as a Scottish
Highlander.  Liam's dad was from Scotland and taught Liam some of the
traditions.  He went with his parents to a Scottish games exhibition a
couple of months ago and ever since Liam became interested in the Scottish
culture.  Liam and his dad even wore traditional Scottish clothes when they
went to the exhibition.  Liam thought wearing a kilt was cool, but I never
knew why.  After going to the exhibition, Liam watched Braveheart about a
gazillion times.  He wanted to go as William Wallace but his parents
wouldn't let him.  At least he didn't have to go as a bagpiper like his mom
wanted him to do, so he just settled for the traditional costume.


        I decided to go as a magician.  My mom talked me into it, but she
didn't have to try too hard since I liked the costume anyways.  I had a
cape, a magic wand, and a top hat.  I even had a stuffed rabbit to use as a
prop.  My mom thought I had a good chance of at least taking third place in
the contest.


        On Halloween, Liam and I walked to school in our costumes.  It was
about a mile walk to school and gave us time to check out the competition.
We noticed a lot of kids checking out out our costumes too.  I think most
people were more interested in what Liam was wearing since it was so
unusual.  Liam wore a white shirt, a blue and green kilt, and long white
socks.  He also had one of those medallion things that hung in front of his
privates.  The kilt went down to about three inches above his knees and his
socks were pulled up to two inches below his knees.  I wore my magician
costume with a white shirt and black pants.  Both of us got a lot of
compliments on our costumes, but I noticed some people would snicker when
they were talking to Liam.


        After we got to school, a couple of girls tried to get a peek under
Liam's kilt while we waited outside for the bell to ring.  I didn't quite
understand why they did that so I asked Liam, "How come they keep doing
that?"


        "I think they are checking if I'm wearing underwear or not," he
told me.


        "Why?" I inquired.


        "My dad told me that the traditional way to wear a kilt is not to
wear any underwear with it," Liam explained.


        "Oh.  Well are you?"  I asked.


        "Yeah.  I had to.  My dad made me.  He thought I might get in
trouble if didn't wear any," Liam explained.


        "That would be pretty funny if you didn't wear any though," I told
him.


         "The last time I wore a kilt, you know when I went to the
exhibition, I went the traditional way.  My dad says that is how all the
Scots wear them," he stated.


        "Really.  That must have been kind of weird.  What was it like?" I
asked.


"Yeah.  It was kind of weird at first, but I got used to it," Liam answered
just as the bell rung.


We went inside and got settled in our seats.  Everyone was checking out
each others costumes and sizing up the competition.  Our teacher,
Mr. Webster, took attendance and assigned us some sentences to work on.
Mr. Webster then called Liam up to his desk and asked him some questions.
After Liam returned to his seat, I asked, "What was that all about?  Are
you in trouble?"


"Oh.  He asked me what color underwear I had on," he told me.


"Really? Why?" I asked.
  "He told me he was making sure I was wearing some."  Liam whispered.


"Oh, wow.  Good thing you wore some otherwise you would've got in trouble."
I whispered back.


We went on with our lessons and halfway through the morning session Liam
got permission to use the bathroom.  Liam came back at sat down at his desk
with a big grin on his face.  Quietly, I asked, "why are you so happy?"


"I'll tell you later," Liam replied.


A few minutes later, while we were working on our math problems, Liam
dropped his pencil on the floor and it landed by my chair.  "Brian, can you
get that for me?" Liam asked.


"Yeah sure," I answered as I reached down to get his pencil.  Once I put my
head under the desk I noticed that Liam had hike up his kilt and I just had
to look.  I noticed that half of his penis was exposed.  I started to
giggle, but made sure to stop myself.  I grabbed his pencil and came back
up before anyone became curious.  I handed the pencil back to Liam and we
smiled at each other.  I thought his penis looked like mine, but I only got
a quick peek.  I couldn't believe he took off his underwear.  Although, he
has always been a thrill seeker, but that was taking it to another level.


"I had to stick with tradition," Liam later told me.


We continued our lessons and not much happened.  A few girls and one boy
tried to get a look at Liam, but his kilt kept him well covered.  When we
got to the assembly, we had to sit on the floor of the gym.  We sat towards
the back row with the rest of our class.  A few of the girls in front of us
kept turning around and were talking to Liam and me.  I could tell they
were trying to be discreet, but they were still trying to get a peek at
Liam's package.  Liam's kilt kept him pretty well covered and he had the
medallion thing hanging down over his privates. There were teachers walking
up and down the rows trying to keep order and making sure everyone was
behaving.


Liam liked the attention he was getting.  He whispered in my ear, "Oh no.
I think I'm getting a boner."


I bursted out laughing and I drew the attention of my teacher.  They were
getting ready with the presentation and were explaining how the contest
worked.  We were instructed not to talk anymore.  The top three costume
winners from each classroom was to line up on the stage and then all the
teachers from the school would vote and select the top three in each grade.


Liam whispered to me, "Oh crap, I think I'm in trouble.  I've got a
boner. Can you tell?"


I snickered at his comments and then I checked to see if I noticed his
boner.  I couldn't really tell.  The medallion thing pretty much covered
everything up.


"I think you're okay.  I can't tell," I answered.


"I'm just nervous about getting called up there," he replied.


        I laughed a little bit and then told him, "you better make it go
away."


        "I'm trying.  It's not working." Liam stated nervously.


        A few moments later, both of us got called up to the stage.  Liam
was walking a little bit funny as we made our way to the stage, but I don't
think anyone really noticed except me.  I wound up winning third place for
the sixth grade and Liam won first place.  We got our prizes and had to
shake hands with the principal and some teachers.  Liam was pretty nervous
the whole time.


        After we got off the stage, Liam told me he that his boner didn't
go away until he started shaking hands with the teachers.  I couldn't help
but laugh at him.  After the assembly, we went around the school and
collected candy from each classroom.  School ended shortly after we got
back from trick-or-treating.


        Liam and I walked back home from school together.  I used to go to
Latch-key the past few years but my mom let me be a home by myself this
year.  I usually went to Liam's house or he came over to my house after
school, so I wasn't really by myself anyways.  My mom liked the fact that
we hung out together and I didn't have to be by myself.  Liam and I always
had a group of kids that we walked home with.  We lived the farthest away
so our crowd kept getting smaller and smaller as we walked.  Everybody was
congratulating us on winning the costume contest and were curious about the
prizes we won.


         We were about halfway home when Liam got adventurous again.  We
were walking at the front of the group, when Liam turned to me and said,
"watch this."  Liam pulled the bottom of his kilt up in the back and mooned
the rest of the group as he yelled, "Braveheart!"  And then he took off
running.  I ran with him but I was able to get a good look at his butt.
I'm not sure why but I liked looking at his butt.  Probably because it was
naughty.


        Liam held his kilt up for the first twenty yards while he ran.  I
guess enough people in the crowd following us felt slighted that they were
being mooned that the whole group gave chase.  We ran for about a block
before we slowed down again and began to walk to catch our breath.  Liam
and I were in such great shape that the group really didn't have a chance
to catch us.  We got called some names and heard some threats but we both
knew we didn't have to worry about being caught.


        "That was funny." I told him, "You're so crazy."


        "Yeah, that was hilarious.  I love teasing people.  They get all
mad and crazy."  Liam said as we walked along.


        We were about five minutes from home when Liam told me, "I'm gonna
flash them again.  You should do it with me.  It will be hilarious."


        "I don't know.  I've got too much stuff on." I replied.  I was
hesitant to participate.  It was one thing to watch, but it was another to
actually show my body off to my classmates.


        "Come on, it will be fun.  Don't be a chicken.  All you got to do
is pull your pants down a little and then move your cape out of the way
when we flash them."  Liam pleaded.


        I still felt nervous to moon everybody, but Liam always had a way
of convincing me. "Alright.  I'll do it once, but that's it."  I stated.


        The crowd following us had thinned out and they were about three or
four houses behind us.  "Hold on, let them get a little closer," Liam
directed.


        We slowed our pace and let the group trailing us catch up.  "Okay,
get ready.  Unsnap your pants and then we'll do it."


        I did as instructed and let him know I was ready.


        "Okay, on the count of three, drop your pants and wiggle your
butt."  Liam instructed.


        "Okay," I agreed.


        "One...two...three!" Liam counted and looked over to me.


        "Braveheart!"  We yelled in unison as we mooned the group behind
us.  Some of the kids behind us laughed, but others got mad that we
insulted them and chased after us again.  I had trouble getting my pants
back in place, and was barely able to get away from the chase pack.  Once I
was able to get some distance from the mob, Liam and I started laughing at
the prank we pulled.  It was a thrilling experience.  We ran for another
block and we noticed that no one was chasing us anymore so we slowed down
and began talking again.


        "Are you gonna come over now?"  Liam asked.


        "Yeah, I want to hang out until we go trick-or-treating." I
replied.


        "Okay, cool.  I can't wait."  Liam said.


        "Me neither.  I better text my mom and let her know I'll be at your
house." I told him.


        I sent my text and my mom told me she would pick me up on her way
home.  She said she was going to pick up some pizza for dinner and would
get me about 5 o'clock.  I relayed the info to Liam, and let him know that
I had an hour and a half before I had to leave.


        "Sweet.  We can play Xbox or something," Liam replied.


        Once we got to his house, we dumped our book bags by the door and
took our candy bags over to the kitchen table.  We ate a few pieces of
candy and washed it down with some milk.  "Let's go upstairs to my room.  I
want to change into different clothes," Liam stated.


"Okay." I answered and followed him to his room.


We usually stripped down to our underwear when we go home from school.
Liam started doing that a year ago and it was a policy I soon adopted.  He
told me he used to get in trouble for messing up his school clothes so he
started just going around in his underwear unless he left the
house. Besides, he told me he felt more comfortable with less clothes
on. It became a normal thing that we did after coming home from school
regardless of which house we went to.


Once we got to his room, I took off my hat, cape and jacket and dropped
them by his chest.  Liam took off his medallion thing and sat on the edge
of his bed and started to pull his long white socks off. "Oh my God, these
things are so tight," Liam announced as he continued to remove his socks.


I took a seat at the desk across from his bed.  I him over as Liam
struggled with his socks.  I'm not sure why, but I was hoping I could see
him naked.  I started to get butterflies in my stomach as I watched him
undress.  We both started to unbutton our white dress shirts as we started
talking about our fun day at school.


"I can't believe you took off your underwear at school.  That was crazy," I
told him.


"Ha-ha.  I know.  Did you see all the girls trying to get a look at me?"
he asked.


"Yeah, I think some boys were checking you out too."  I said and then let
out a couple of giggles.


"I guess.  Probably trying to see how they measure up."  Liam replied and
began to laugh.  "Or maybe trying to see if you had a boner or not," I
retorted.


Liam laughed and then quickly pulled up the front of his kilt and dropped
it down again.  He did it so fast I hardly got to see his soft penis.


"You're such a weirdo." I told him as I began to chuckle.


"Maybe.  I was just showing you that I didn't have a boner," Liam replied.


"Good to know, but I couldn't tell anyways," I stated.


Liam had a big grin on his face.  The kind I recognized when he had a
devious thought going through his mind.


"What?" I asked.


"I got an idea.  Let me see your magic wand."  Liam stated.


I handed over the wand and waited for his brilliant idea.


"Let's use magic to take the rest of our clothes off," Liam announced.


We had both unbuttoned our shirts but we hadn't taken them off yet.  "Abbra
kadabbra, take off your shirticus," Liam commanded as he pointed the wand
at my chest.


I removed my shirt and threw it into the pile by his dresser.  "Okay, my
turn," I said as I took the wand from him, "Shazam! Remova your shirticus."


Liam giggled as he peeled off his shirt and put it on the end of his bed.
Liam stood up and grabbed the wand from me and commanded "Abbra kadabbra,
take off your panticus."

        I unzipped my pants and let them drop to my ankles and stepped out
of them and kicked them over to the pile.  We both were down to two more
pieces of clothes.  I had a t-shirt and pair of boxers remaining and Liam
had a t-shirt and his kilt left.  We usually stopped at this point but we
were having fun so I commanded Liam to lose his t-shirt.  Liam peeled off
his t-shirt and twirled it around head before he threw it on the ground.
He got me laughing at his animated undressing.


        Liam took control of the wand and once again cast his clothes
removing spell.  I grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it over my
head as I twirled around in a circle.  I pulled my shirt off and imitated
Liam before I threw my shirt towards the dresser.  I thought we were done
but Liam had another surprise planned for me. He cast another spell, "Abbra
kadabbra underwear disappearus.  Time to show me your halloweenie," Liam
called out.




        "What?" I shockingly asked. "No fair. I'm not gonna..." I started
to protest before Liam cut me off.


        "You have to.  The spell has already been cast.  Besides, you've
already seen my weenie," Liam stated.


        He did have a point and I knew it was hard to argue with him.  I
gave up my protest and let him know.  I grabbed the sides of my boxers and
quickly yanked them down.  I pulled them all the way down to my ankles and
then I pulled them back up as I stood up.  It was long enough for Liam to
get a glimpse of my penis.


        "Whoa, nice one." Liam commented as I pulled my boxers back in
place.


        I was beaming with pride.  It felt good to be admired.  I grabbed
the wand and cast my spell as I aimed the wand at Liam. "Shazam!  Kiltus be
gone-us."  We both l


        "Aw, you got me." Liam stated as he stood in front of me and
dropped his kilt to the floor.  I thought he was going to do a quick flash
like I did but he thought differently.  Liam started swaying his hips and
moving around.  I couldn't help but stare at his penis as he danced around.
His penis was about three inches long.  He was hairless like me but he had
extra skin hanging off the end of his penis.  I couldn't believe that Liam
was letting me ogle his body like this.  Liam continued to dance and spun
around showing me his butt.  His globes were nice and smooth.  The
butterflies in my stomach were really buzzing around now.


        "Come on, get naked too!  The spell is still working on you," Liam
quipped.


        I couldn't argue with that.  I grabbed my boxers and pulled them
off.


        "Aw cool."  Liam stated as I stood in front of him.  Liam had
stopped dancing in order for him to look me over and examined my two and a
half inch pink penis.  I was beginning to get a bit self-conscious and
covered up my privates with my hands.  "Come on Brian, don't be shy."


I dropped my hands and began to dance around.  I twirled around and shook
my butt at him.  Liam joined in and we were both dancing around his
bedroom.  Liam was getting creative with his dance moves and I followed
suit.  He was pulling out some Justin Bieber moves and then moved on to the
Dougie.  I was trying to follow along and then I started to wiggle around
and gyrate my hips.  We were having fun and laughed at each others
performance.  Our penises were flopping around as we danced around.  After
a few minutes, our spontaneous nude dancing became tiring and we had to
rest.  My penis begin to stiffen up a little bit, not quite a boner yet.


"I can't believe you got a boner at school today," I told Liam.


"I couldn't help it.  They happen all the time.  It looks like you're
getting one now," he said to me as he pointed at my weiner.


Sure enough, my penis stiffened up all the way and was putting up to the
sky.  It grew almost another an inch.  I looked down just to admire my own
enlarged penis.  I glanced back to Liam a few seconds later and saw his
penis grow another inch in three seconds flat.  Liam began laughing and
started to jump around.  I joined in and we watched each other as our
boners stabbed at the air.

        Once we started jumping around, I finally asked him about his extra
skin.  "How come your wiener looks different than mine?"


"It's cause they left mine alone and cut your skin cover off," Liam
explained.


"What?  What do you mean," I inquired.


"My dad told me the all boys have the skin covering when they are born.
Some parents choose to have it cut off and some parents decide to leave it
on.  My dad says they sometimes do it for religious reasons, but sometimes
they have other reasons.  I'm not sure," Liam stated.


"Oh, I never knew there was a difference," I admitted.


"My dad told me that it is more common in other countries to leave `em like
mine, but in the U.S. most of them are like yours.  My dad told me that
they usually leave the skin on in Scotland so my parents left it on," Liam
said.  "Watch.  I can make mine look like yours."  He grabbed the end of
his penis and rolled his skin covering back down so his head popped out.
He kept sliding it back until the skin move behind the ring around his
penis. He moved it back and forth a few times for me to see the difference.


"Oh, wow.  You're right. It does look like mine.  Except your end is all
shiny," I replied.


"Yeah, it gets that way sometimes.  Do you want to see how it slides?"
Liam asked as he pointed at his weiner.


I was curious to know about the differences. I was a little hesitant to
touch him but he offered.  And he was my best friend.  I reached out and
loosely grabbed the end of his penis and began to slide his skin over and
the off his penis.  When his skin was all the way out, I could just see a
little bit of his head uncovered.  I slid it back a few times to get a feel
of the differences. It felt like there was a soft covering the hard rod
underneath.  Liam let out a couple of "ums and ahs" as I handled his
equipment.  I let go of his penis once I got a feel of our differences.  My
heart was beating real fast and I was feeling a bit nervous.


"Hey Brian, do you ever rub your weiner when you get a stiffy?"


I wasn't sure if this was something I wanted to admit to my friend, but
after seeing me dancing around with a boner I was willing to share a little
more.  "Yeah, sometimes when I get a stiffy in the shower."


"Do you want to rub it now?  I want to rub mine, but I don't want to be the
only one," Liam stated.


I couldn't say no.  I had so many butterflies flying around, I thought was
about to fly away myself.  "Yeah, I'll rub mine too."


"Awesome.  I was hoping you would say yes.  My weiner is so hard that it
hurts."


"Mine too," I admitted.


"Come on and sit on the bed.  It will be more comfortable," Liam directed.


We sat side by side on the edge of his bed and were close enough to each
other that our legs were touching.  I was filled with excitement in
anticipation of what was to come. I could see the glee in Liam's eyes and I
knew he was filled with excitement too.  I watched as Liam circled his
weiner with his fist and began to slowly slide his skin up and down his
shaft.  I felt jittery as I grabbed my own penis and began to shuffle it up
and down.


"Oh.  Doesn't that feel good?" Liam asked.


"Oh, yeah.  It kinda tickles," I answered.


Liam started to rub faster and started to mew as he pleasured himself.  I
followed along and began to rub faster, but my penis started to get stuck
in my hand and I couldn't rub it very good.  I licked my hand and started
to rub my weiner once again, but the lubrication soon wore off and I had to
slow to a turtle's pace again.  Liam witnessed my troubles and asked, "How
come you stopped.  Don't you like it?"


"I had to slow down.  My weiner gets stuck.  I can't do it that fast unless
I'm in the shower," I replied.


"Oh, really?  Let me see."  Liam stated as he reached over and caressed my
penis.  He held it gently and first and then started to stroke my penis
slowly.


"Ah, that feels nice." I said in response to his manipulations.  It was the
first time I can remember anyone touching my weiner.  Beside my parents
anyways, but they didn't touch me like this.


"I'm gonna go faster, okay?"


"Yeah. Go faster."


Liam began to stroke my rod up and down at a fast clip, but I had to stop
him soon since there was too much friction and my penis began to hurt.
"Ow.  It's starting to stick again."


"Yeah, I felt it. Maybe we need to put something on it to make it slide
better," Liam quipped.


"I tried using spit but it doesn't last too long."


"Hold on, I got an idea." Liam told me as he ran down the hall to the
bathroom.  I heard him rummaging around for a couple of minutes and then he
came back to the bedroom.  "Let's try this.  My mom sometimes uses it on
her skin.  It's really slippery."  Liam announced as he showed me a bottle
of baby oil.


"Baby oil?"  I questioned.


"Yeah, it's not just for babies."


"Okay, I'll give it a try." I was willing to try anything as long as I
could get the tickles back.  Liam handed me the bottle and I squirted some
on my hand.  We stood in the middle of his room about a foot and a half
apart. I began to rub it on my weiner and I could feel it sliding really
smooth.  I started rubbing faster and faster as the tingles.  I looked over
to Liam and noticed that he resumed stroking his weiner too.  I kept
rubbing and rubbing.  It felt so awesome. I began feeling a tingling all
over and started to vocalize my pleasure.


Liam and I were watching each other as we pounded away.  I saw he was
enjoying himself as much as I was.  After a couple of minutes, Liam stopped
and told me he had another idea.  I wondered what was he thinking now.


"Come closer.  Let's have a sword fight."


I took me a second to figure out what he was talking about.  I soon figured
it out when he started wiggling his penis in the air.  I stepped closer and
began copying his movements.  Liam stepped closer and our weiners made
contact.  We were giggling as we battled each other using our penises.  We
soon grew tired of our duel.  I wanted to get back to pleasuring myself
again but Liam had another idea.  "I wanna rub ours weiners again. But I
wanna do it a different way... we can do it together."


"Yeah.  I wanna rub my weiner some more too," I responded.


We were still standing close to each other.  Liam stood across from me so
our penises were side by side.  From this position, we could see that he
his weiner was a little longer than mine.  Liam grabbed both our weiners
and started to rub them together.  Our penises were sliding side by side in
his hand.


"Oh, wow. That feels cool." I exclaimed.  Liam tugged on our weiners in
unison as I vocalized the pleasure I was feeling.  Liam pulled on our dicks
a few more times and then repositioned himself so his dick was laying on
top of mine.  He continue to manipulate our dicks in unison, providing us
with mutual enjoyment.  "Oh, Liam.  This really tickles when you do that,"
I stated.


"Yeah, it feels great. Do you want try rubbing for a while?" Liam asked.


I was more than eager to give it a try.  I was all revved up now and I
didn't want our fun to end anytime soon. "Okay, let me do the rubbing," I
replied.  Liam just let go as soon as I answered.  Our dicks separated and
I had to get them back into position before I started up again.  It was a
little awkward at first since I had to wrap my hand around to dicks, but I
soon adjusted and began tugging in earnest.


Both of us silently enjoyed the bliss I created, as I continued the mutual
stroking.  Liam broke the silence stating, "Ahh...shit, that feels SO good.
My weiner is getting all tingly."


"Yeah, mine too.  This is really fun," I replied.


"Let's sit on the bed again and do it ourselves again.  We can go faster
that way," Liam expertly stated.


"Alright," I consented.  I let Liam lead the way. I was nearly floating
with excitement and I just wanted to keep it going.  I followed Liam to the
bed and took a seat next to him on the edge of the bed.  I watched intently
as Liam resumed stroking his dick. I liked how the head of his penis kept
sliding in and out of his foreskin. Liam had started to pick up the tempo
and was stroking faster and faster.  I was just foddeling my dick and
staring at Liam as I was mesmerized by the show he was putting on.


"Come on, Brian.  Do it like this.  You gotta go faster for the really good
part," Liam stated.  I said okay and then began copying Liam's actions as
best I could.  It really did start to feel even better than before.  I
usually stopped tugging my dick at this point when I did it on my own.  I
would either be interrupted by someone or I would have to pee real bad.  It
felt so good that I decided to keep going for as long as I could.  Both of
us kept stroking our rods as the pleasure mounted.  We started mewing and
voicing the feelings we were experiencing.


"Brian, I getting close.  Watch this," Liam directed between shallow
breaths.  I stared at his dick as be pounded furiously.  He kept up the
rapid pace for about half a minute before he announced, "Here I go".  He
slowed his stroking way down as he moaned a few times.  I saw his dick
lurch forward in his hands as he yelped with excitement.  I was bewildered
in what I saw, but I was eager to find out what it was.  "Oh man, that felt
great.  You gotta do it now, Bri."  Unsure of what I witnessed, I was
willing to have Liam guide me. I resumed stroking my dick and was
encouraged to go faster. It didn't take long before I got the familiar
feelings.  My dick had started to tingle and I felt my balls begin to
tickle a little too. Liam watched as I shuffled my weiner along my fist and
he noticed the subtle changes I displayed as the wonderful feelings coursed
through my body.  "Keep going, Bri. Keep doing it. You're almost there," he
encouraged.


"I think I'm ready.  I got tickles everywhere and I need to pee really
bad," I stated.


"Just keep going. It will be even better. And don't worry about going pee.
It's just a false alarm...trust me, I know," Liam replied.


I did as instructed but I started to slow down.  The feeling was too
intense and I thought I was going to pee all over Liam's room.  "Hey, let
me help," Liam stated as he moved in close and took hold of my dick.  He
wrapped his hand firmly around my shaft and began to stroke my dick
quickly.  I was squirming as he continued to pleasure me.  I didn't know I
could take anymore and nearly begged him to wait.  Liam never broke tempo
and continued to slide his hand along my shaft as he instructed, "You're
almost there.  Enjoy it."


Liam gripped a little tighter and gave my dick a few more strokes as the
wave orgasmic pleasure raced through my body.  I felt my dick twitch
between his fingers and I couldn't help but thrust my hips into Liam's
hand.  Liam paused momentarily and then slowly resumed stroking my dick as
the twitches subsided.  I'm not sure what just happened but all I knew was
that I loved it and wanted to do it again.  After I caught my breath, I was
able to tell Liam how great the experience was.


"All that was the best time.  We gotta do that some more," Liam exclaimed.


"Yeah, that was great.  I want do it again.  It's fun doing it together," I
stated.


After we laid on his bed a few minutes, we figured we had better get
dressed.  My mom was going to be coming to pick me up soon.  We got dressed
and went back to discussing our Halloween plans.  It wasn't too long before
my mom showed up, but we did have time plan a sleepover for the weekend.  I
could hardly wait and by the looks of it, the feeling was mutual.